"Wake up, wake up! Grandma has woken up!" About two hours later, Asika's excited and surprised shouts came from the room where Grandma lived next door, and then I saw Asika running out of it with great excitement, "Where is Brother Xiao? Where is Brother Xiao? Grandma has woken up, let's go and see!"

After hearing Asika's voice, Xiao Jian and Amu, who were chatting, got up from their chairs at the same time and hurriedly followed Asika to the old man's room. After entering the room, I saw that the old man had opened his eyes, his breathing was no longer as rapid and difficult as before, and the complexion on his face was obviously much better. Seeing that the medicine he had just given to the old man had finally begun to take effect, Xiao Jian suddenly felt that his whole person was much more relaxed, and the heart that had been pleading for a long time finally let go. This is the first time I have treated someone, and I am still in this completely strange world, if something goes wrong, not only will I not be able to make a difference, but I will not be able to deal with the Amu family who is so kind to me. To be honest, if it weren't for the special situation, if it weren't for the illness of Amu's relatives, Xiao Jian really didn't want to be in the limelight. You must know that in the world where you were originally located, there are endless medical incidents of all sizes, no matter who it is, whether it is right or wrong, as long as it is on the stall, it will be tortured to the point of anxiety, and in the end, even if you can't eat, you have to go around the pocket.

"Brother Xiao, is my grandmother okay?" Amu asked when he saw that his grandmother had woken up and his mood had changed a lot.

"It shouldn't be fine, I'll treat her again at dinner, and she should be fine soon." Xiao Jian reached out and touched the old man's forehead, and when he saw that the old man's fever had subsided, he said again, "Amu, you ask your grandmother to see if she feels hungry, if she wants to eat, you can give her a little light gruel first, now the old man's body is still very weak, it is best to let her rest quietly first." ”

"Brother Xiao, thank you so much, if it weren't for you, my grandmother would probably be ......" Asika heard that her grandmother was out of danger, and a relaxed smile suddenly appeared on her face, like a delicate pear blossom, blooming after the rain. At this time, she was looking at Xiao Jian with a grateful face, and said in an extremely soft tone.

"Miss Zuo is polite, this is what Xiao should do, and the girl doesn't have to take it to heart. Xiao Jian waved his hand, stopping Asika's plan to go on, he owes the Zuo family a lot more than this, as the saying goes, "If you receive the grace of a drop of water, you will be repaid by a spring", I don't know how to repay the great kindness at home, how can I be embarrassed to accept Asika's thanks first?

"Grandma, Grandma, what's wrong with you? Why did you get sick all of a sudden? While Xiao Jian and Asika were talking, a man of twenty-eight or nineteen, tall, with a full face and a gill beard, suddenly squeezed in from outside the door, walked to the old man's bedside, knelt down on his legs, and asked loudly with a frightened face.

"Son, you're back, grandma thought she wouldn't see you again this time. The old man on the bed stretched out his thin hand dangerously, caressed his son's face lovingly, and said in a weak voice, "Quick, go and thank this son." If he hadn't rescued him, Grandma probably wouldn't have seen you. ”

"Xiao Gongzi, Grandma, which Xiao Gongzi is it?" Luo Zhibeard didn't understand for a while, and looked back at the onlookers, but he didn't know which one was Xiao Gongzi that his mother said, so he turned around again and asked the old man on the bed.

"Uncle, it's this Brother Xiao, he just rescued his grandmother. This Brother Xiao is amazing, my Abba has been cured of a disease that has not been cured for so long, and he was cured at once. Without waiting for the old man on the bed to speak, Asika took over the conversation and pointed to Xiao Jian, who was standing beside him at this time.

"Oh, thank you Xiao Gongzi for coming to the rescue. The son is above, please accept Qiao's worship, this great kindness, I am grateful. After that, as soon as he arched his hands, he was about to bow down to Xiao Jian.

"Brother Qiao, this is absolutely unacceptable. Ling Tang's illness is only a little bit of a small effort, how can it be a great gift? Ling Tang's body has not yet recovered, and he should recuperate more, so let's go out and talk. Xiao Jian didn't expect the rough-looking man in front of him to speak so elegantly, and he was quite polite, so he quickly stretched out his hands, grabbed the man who was about to kneel and salute, and replied in the same crepe language.

Seeing that Xiao Jian was sincere and humble, the man no longer insisted, and waited until he was full of gratitude to send back all the neighbors who had come to visit his mother, and arranged for Asika to stay behind to take care of the old man, and invited Xiao Jian and Amu to the living room to sit down, and he took out the tea set and made tea.

Xiao Jian saw that there was nothing to do for a while, so he began to carefully look at the furnishings in the living room, the living room is not very big, but the tables and chairs in the room are all antique, dusty, carved plum and bamboo, full of elegance. Looking at the calligraphy on the wall again, although Xiao Jian didn't recognize the handwriting on it and didn't understand the meaning, he also felt that the iron pen and silver hook of this word were vigorous and powerful, and the person who wanted to write was definitely not a general, and at the moment he unconsciously added a little appreciation to the seemingly rugged-looking Qiao family prince in front of him. In the middle of these mountains and wilderness, the person who can decorate the living room so elegantly should not be an ordinary vulgar man.

"Young Master Xiao, please drink tea. When Xiao Jian silently looked at the furnishings in the house, the master had already made the tea.

Xiao Jian took the teacup handed over, the tea was pale yellow and implied a little green, savored it carefully, after the slight bitterness, there was a hint of sweetness, although the fragrance was light, but it had a long aftertaste. After drinking a cup, he couldn't help but praise: "Young Master Qiao, this tea is good!"

"Xiao Gongzi also likes to drink tea? I wonder how Xiao Gongzi thinks this tea is?"

"This tea is light but not widowed, fragrant but not belly, bitter and sweet, the taste is full of raw relish, the aftertaste is endless, it is indeed the top grade of tea. "When Xiao Jian was in China, although he was born in an ancient martial arts family, he was by no means a martial artist, and the Chinese tea culture has been inherited for thousands of years, and the literati often used tea to meet friends. The witty words of tea are endless. For example, "half of the mountain house is waiting for the bright moon, and a clear tea rewards the bosom friend", "the cold lamp and the new tea moon are fried together." Shallow Ou blowing snow to try new tea", "guests come to tea as wine on cold nights, and the bamboo stove soup is boiling and red"...... Under such a thick cultural influence. As a child of a family with thousands of years of accumulation, under the influence of ordinary ears, the knowledge is naturally good.

Xiao Gongzi praised it. However, Xiao Gongzi's evaluation of this tea is also very true. It seems that Xiao Gongzi is also an elegant person who knows this well. By the way, things were in a hurry just now, and I didn't have time to ask my son's name. ”

"Contemptible people are exempt from the noble surname 'Xiao',' wave your hand and go, Xiao Xiao's zebra chirping', 'the word 'sword' with a single name and a sword, you don't have to call me 'Xiao Gongzi' to call me 'Xiao Jian'. Unexpectedly, although Qiao Gongzi seems to be rough, he is actually a person with an elegant temperament. I take the liberty of asking, I don't know where Childe is now?"

"It's not high, it's just a few vendors. On weekdays, I like to read, write, and write, which is just elegant, which makes my son smile. ”

"Brother Xiao, my uncle is a well-known cultural person, and he usually writes and calculates in the tribe, and weddings and funerals are all presided over by him. This outing led the caravan outing. That's why I didn't know the news of my grandmother's illness in time, otherwise, he would definitely not have gone out this time. Seeing that the two were chatting hotly, Amu almost forgot about himself, and now that he finally had a chance, he quickly interjected.

"Really, your uncle is still a dutiful son. ”

As the saying goes, "three women in one play", which means that women always have endless topics to talk about together. In fact, when men are together, if they talk speculatively, they can still talk for a long time. The three men were together, the sea and the sky, the south and the north, and there were endless topics to talk about, until the lights were on, the night was at the beginning, Asika made dinner, and when they came to call them over for dinner, the three of them were still unsatisfied.

Amu's uncle Qiao Wanshan is really worthy of being a person who travels outside all the year round, and he has seen far more than Amu, who almost never goes out. After a long conversation, Xiao Jian also had a general understanding of the surrounding tribes. It turns out that there are eighteen tribes of all sizes inhabited in this Canglong Mountain Range, which are divided into nine ethnic groups, the Shenlong Tribe, the Qinglong Tribe, and the Canglong Tribe belong to the Shenlong Clan, the Fire Tribe, the Huoyun Tribe, and the Fire Dance Tribe belong to the Agni Clan, and the number of the other seven tribes is relatively small, namely the Qingshan Clan, the Xishan Clan, the Black Mountain Clan, the Shenmu Clan, the Kamikaze Clan, the Luofeng Clan, and the Moon Worship Clan, which are the eighteen tribes of the nine clans. Although there are also disputes between the various ethnic groups over resources and territory from time to time, they also have commercial and trade exchanges with each other. Although the Shenlong caravan founded by Qiao Wanshan was not large, only about twenty of them, it was the most famous and powerful of the many caravans. On weekdays, it mainly sells mountain goods, weapons and farm tools. The caravans traveled to and from various tribes, mainly on the backs of horses and camels, so there were not many goods that could be transported at any one time. It should be that it is often necessary to travel through the deep mountains and dense forests, in order to prevent the harassment of wild beasts, and in order to prevent the robbery of mountain bandits, the members of each caravan are basically practitioners, and they can use guns and sticks. But despite this, it is inevitable that there will be accidents, and even lose their lives in serious cases, Qiao Wanshan's father Qiao Jiawang, the last chief of the Shenlong tribe, Zuo Liancheng's father Zuo Qiuyang, all died in the sneak attack of the Fire Tribe, and the caravans they led were almost killed and wounded. It is precisely because of this that the Shenlong clan and the fire tribe have formed a deep hatred, coupled with the territorial disputes between the two clans, there will basically be a large-scale fight between each other within a few years, since it is a rush, the sword has no eyes, and the stick is ruthless, naturally it is inevitable that someone will be injured and someone will die, so that the grievances and grievances will be reciprocated, and the hatred between the two races can no longer be resolved, almost to the point of dying. However, because the strength of the two clans is almost the same, no one can help anyone.