Chapter 141: Talent
On this day, the sound of frolicking came out again, and when I looked towards the place where the sound came from, it was Liu Zifeng and a few other playmates. It was hot, and a few people, wearing only short thin shirts, were running towards the river with cheers.
There is a small river behind the village, which flows down from the mountains, the water is clear, there are schools of fish and shrimp, and it is also one of the places where the children in the village play on weekdays.
Not far from the river, there is a low thatched hut that has been built, which looks very simple. Liu Zifeng ran in front of the grass house, his eyes stopped for a moment, and in a blink of an eye, he was caught up by several people behind him, one of them smiled and said, "Zifeng, why don't you run?"
Liu Zifeng shook his head, looked at the grass hut in front of him, and said in a low voice: "It's nothing, some can't run anymore, let's walk over!"
The person who spoke was a little taller than Liu Zifeng, and he looked honest and honest, his eyes moved away from Liu Zifeng, looked at the grass house, and said in surprise: "Huh, how can there be a grass house here?"
As soon as he said this, he was pulled by another child beside him, and he saw a child with a serious expression on his face, who gathered everyone around and whispered: "Shhhhhhh ”
Liu Zifeng's expression did not move, most likely because he had heard Qin Shuyan say this, but the other children were curious, and suddenly someone hurriedly asked, "What? That stranger, is it the seriously injured person we saw at the entrance of the village last time?"
The young man who narrated earlier nodded, and said mysteriously: "That's right, it's that person, I heard that this person offended a great enemy, and was chased all the way here, if it wasn't for the big wolf outside the village that bit this person's enemy, it is estimated that he would have been killed!"
Listening to his story, all the children were shocked, their eyes were both nervous and admired, even Liu Zifeng was no exception, obviously taking these things seriously. Speaking of the big wolf outside the village, but the nightmare of all the children in the village, but if you do something wrong on weekdays, you will always be reprimanded a lot by your father and mother, and if you talk back, you will be thrown out of the village and eaten by the big wolf.
Several people were fascinated by what they heard, and they didn't realize that the door of the grass hut was ajar, and a middle-aged man with silver hair sat on the threshold, holding a cigarette pouch in one hand, smoking a dry cigarette, looking at a few children and smiling. Behind the middle-aged man, a small head poked out, and his amber eyes stared at a few people not far away without blinking, especially Liu Zifeng among them.
Liu Zifeng listened to the gushing stories, and the whole person gradually reveled in it. After a while, I felt that there seemed to be a look at it, and my head was biased, and I happened to look at a pair of beautiful eyes, and I was suddenly surprised "Ah", and I looked embarrassed.
The other people suddenly noticed something strange, and looked at Liu Zifeng's gaze, but saw that the owner who was being discussed by several people was sitting on the threshold and looking at him with a smile, all of them looked embarrassed and nervous, and they were stunned in place.
The middle-aged man smoked a dry cigarette, and naturally spit out a cloud of smoke, as if he hadn't heard anything, and saw that Liu Zifeng and the others were all stunned, and said with a kind smile: "You little guys, since you are here, do you want to come to my little broken house as a guest?"
Hearing the last words of the middle-aged man, several people's faces turned red, but they heard a low sound of eating and laughing from behind the man, but it was the silver-haired girl who was about the same age as several people, and when she saw Liu Zifeng and the others looking embarrassed, she couldn't help but chuckle.
Liu Zifeng glanced at the silver-haired girl, scratched her head a little embarrassedly, and stepped forward and said, "Uncle, we didn't mean to, we just ...... Just a joke ......"
The middle-aged man laughed, naturally he would not be as knowledgeable as a few children, and after smoking a bag of cigarettes, he got up and walked into the house and said, "Okay, okay, you little ghosts, come in." Xitong, how about you go and share the candy your mother gave you to everyone to eat?"
The girl's face turned red, nodded obediently, turned around and ran into the house. Liu Zifeng and the others, at the invitation of the middle-aged man, also entered the house timidly. After a while, the little girl came out with a pile of candy and distributed it to the people whose eyes were shining.
The middle-aged man looked at a group of children with a smile, and his eyes stayed on the girl named Xitong for a long time, full of pity for love. It didn't take long for this girl, whose full name was Song Xitong, to get acquainted with everyone, with a rare smile on her face.
It didn't take long for the children to stop still and ran out of the house. Song Xitong hesitated, turned her head to look at the middle-aged man, and said softly, "Daddy, I'm ...... I also want to hang out. ”
However, the middle-aged man who was smiling from beginning to end had a stagnant smile at the moment, and his back was a little more serious, and he said, "Xitong, have you forgotten what you promised your mother?"
Song Xitong's face darkened, her little face suddenly lost its luster, her little mouth was about to cry, tears swirled in her eyes, but she finally endured it, and said in a low voice: "Daddy, I'm sorry, I won't say it again in the future." ”
At the door of the house, Liu Zifeng looked at the father and daughter with a curious expression, not knowing what strange things to say. I saw that the little girl looked like she was crying, and suddenly asked inexplicably, "Xitong, what's wrong with you?"
Song Xitong's lips were deflated, but she shook her head. However, the middle-aged man glanced at Liu Zifeng, his eyes showed a thoughtful look, and with a smile on his face, he asked, "Are you called Liu Zifeng?"
Seeing Liu Zifeng nodding, the man laughed again, and then said: "It turns out that you are Miss Qin's son, not bad, remember to thank your mother for saving your life for me when I go back." ”
Hearing this, Liu Zifeng shook his head, looking a little old-fashioned and said: "No need, my mother said: 'Meeting is fate, don't take it to heart', uncle, don't take it too seriously." ”
The middle-aged man was obviously stunned, but when he came back to his senses, he laughed, and couldn't help but look at Liu Zifeng and said: "You little guy is a little interesting, you really look like a little adult when you speak, haha." But, little one, listen well, let me ask you, if Xitong is in trouble, will you help her?"
Liu Zifeng didn't know why a man would ask such a question, he glanced at Song Xitong who was looking over, and said without hesitation: "It will definitely be!"
"Oh?" said the man, smiling, expecting this to be the answer, and then with a serious look on his face, he asked, "Is it true?"
When these words came out, even he felt inexplicable, maybe it was because of Liu Zifeng's clear and quiet eyes, or something else, the middle-aged man immediately reacted, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and secretly said that he was dizzy, and he actually discussed this kind of thing with a five-year-old child.
"I'm not afraid!"
The categorical voice, with a bit of immaturity, made the middle-aged man and a peeking Song Xitong stunned at the same time. The man turned his head to look, and saw Liu Zifeng's eyes firm, his expression serious and serious, as if he had made up his mind to fight to the death, which was more powerful than Fang Cai's words.
The middle-aged man froze for a moment, and his eyes seemed to burst out, as if he had re-acquainted himself with Liu Zifeng, and said: "Good boy, he is determined and courageous, not to mention whether what you said is true or false, this courage alone has surpassed many people in the world." ”
At the end, the middle-aged man seemed to sigh, looked back at Song Xitong with some distress, shook his head and said, "That's it, that's it, I can't always be by your side after all." Xitong, and Liu Zifeng, you two come with me. ”
The man walked towards the back of the house, Liu Zifeng looked puzzled, curious, and followed to the back of the house, only to see a small waterhole in front of him. The water of the pond is clear, glowing with faint blue and green waves, which is very beautiful. Liu Zifeng looked at a pool of secluded pools, reflecting his own figure, and said curiously: "Uncle, what's wrong?"
The man shook his head slightly, turned around and squatted down to hold Song Xitong's little hand, and said in a harmonious voice: "Xitong, do you blame your father?"
Song Xitong's good-looking eyes blinked a few times, and she fell into the arms of the middle-aged man, her voice was ethereal and beautiful, and she said childishly: "It's no wonder, it's those bad people who let me separate from my father and mother." ”
The smile on the man's face was still there, but there was a bit of bitterness out of thin air, and then he turned his head and said to Liu Zifeng: "Liu Zifeng, you are still young, but your courage is commendable, uncle doesn't want to prevaricate with you, do you know why Xitong doesn't leave me an inch?"
Liu Zifeng shook his head gently, only to see the middle-aged man nodding slightly to Song Xitong, who rolled up his sleeves to reveal his white wrists and gently leaned into the pool.
In Liu Zifeng's gaze, the quiet lake was originally as calm as a mirror, but after Song Xitong's arm poked into the pool, it changed instantly.
Song Xitong's white wrist that entered the water became transparent to the naked eye, and the veins and blood vessels on the arm were clearly visible. Immediately after, a dazzling blue light suddenly spread, and the next moment, the entire waterhole suddenly froze, and it was actually covered with a layer of ice crystals.
Liu Zifeng was momentarily stunned, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief, such a strange change was more shocking than anything he had ever seen.
The middle-aged man sighed, raised his hand and waved, but he didn't see what kind of magic spell he was urging, only to hear the sound of "swish", and the ice on the surface of the entire waterhole suddenly collapsed, revealing a clear pool of blue and clear water below.
Song Xitong had already gotten up, her little face shrunk, and she secretly glanced at Liu Zifeng, who was so frightened that her mouth was wide open, her little hands were twisted together, a little uneasy.
The man turned his head, patted Song Xitong's head, and then seemed to explain to Liu Zifeng: "Child, do you see? This is Xitong's talent, and it is also her fate, after all, it is the will of heaven to make people, sometimes no matter how hard we try, it is still in vain after all." ”
Liu Zifeng was silent, but there were turbulent waves in his heart, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, and he asked suspiciously: "Uncle, what is the will of heaven?"