What's going on at home?

Ye Qin's heart tightened, and he hurriedly pushed open the firewood door of the small courtyard, walked quickly through the courtyard, and came to the door of the thatched mud house. The thatched mud house is very old, even the mud walls are cracked with thin cracks, there are only a few benches and seats in the house, and there are iron fork hunting bows and a few old animal skins hanging on the walls, but they are very clean and clean, except for the smell of herbs.

On the bed lay a familiar man, covered with a thick old animal skin, coughing uncontrollably. A woman with a sad face was burning a small pot of herbs in the house. There were also two teenage children, sitting on a wooden bench with their chins propped up.

Ye Qin stood at the door with the package on his back, staring blankly at his parents with gray temples. Once upon a time, his father took him to the mountains to hunt, and his vigorous and keen skills were the most envious hunters of him, but now he has no strength to get out of bed when he is sick.

His eyes were slightly red, and he opened his lips tremblingly: "Father, mother!"

When the woman heard the familiar and unfamiliar shout, her hands trembled, and she looked back in disbelief and looked at Ye Qin, "Qin'er, is Qin'er back?!" She stood up, trying to see clearly, shook a little, and almost fell.

"Mother, the child is back!"

Ye Qin's eyes were sour, and he was blurred by tears, walked over quickly, and helped his excited mother sit down. The mother excitedly held his arm, stroked his slightly thin face, and looked carefully, "Our eldest son is back!"

Father Ye was lying on the bed, and when he heard Ye Qin's mother's call, he looked excited, but he couldn't sit up, choked up, and finally calmed down, and muttered to himself in a low voice, "It's good to come back alive." ”

Ye Qin then came to the bedside, checked his father's injury, and found that he was bitten by a wild wolf. Looking at this wound, it should have been more than ten days, and some herbs were applied.

After seeing the injury clearly, he was relieved, but the injury was only on the flesh and skin, not on the muscles and bones, with some medicated healing medicine, he could be completely healed after a few months of cultivation. However, those herbs that are being tormented in the pot are obviously not good, and the medicinal properties are too weak. You'll have to use the medicine he has with him.

Ye Qin quickly changed the herbs and rags on his father's legs, washed them with water, took out a small medicine bottle, poured some special healing medicine from the medicine collection hall on the wound, and re-bandaged it with a new cloth strip.

The two teenage children looked at him with winceing curiosity.

Ye Qin smiled bitterly. When he left home, his younger siblings were only a few years old and no longer recognized him. He took out some candy, sugar gourds and other gadgets from the package and played with them both.

Ye Qin sat on the edge of the bed and chatted with his father and mother. Regarding his experience in the past few years, I didn't say much else, but briefly said that he is now working in a large family in the county.

Father Ye's face was a little yellow, and when he heard that only he and Da Niu were back, he coughed violently a few times: "The rules that have been passed down from generation to generation by our ancestors in the mountains, going out from home are like birds that have left the nest, and the arrows that shoot out cannot come back before they start a family." Qin'er, have you ever married?"

Ye Qin lowered his head and shook it, "Never"

Father Ye: "Have you ever started a business?"

Ye Qin's head lowered, "Never"

Father Ye said angrily: "Since you have never married a wife and established a business, what are you doing when you come back?" The rules of the ancestors cannot be broken, you go to the ancestral hall at night to kneel and ask the ancestors and ancestors for their sins. ”

Mother Ye hurriedly said: "The child is his father, Qin Er just came back, how can you say this." ”

Father Ye said solemnly: "Is there still a mistake in the rules left by our ancestors from generation to generation?

Ye Qin lowered his head, didn't say a word, and his nose was sour: "Yes, the child knows." The child has been learning art in the county town all these years, and has learned a few jobs, and has achieved a little success. After a few days, I may have to go to the capital of Pingzhou, and it will be difficult to come back in the future, so I specially came back to meet my father and mother, and I didn't dare to stay at home for a long time. ”

Hearing Ye Qin say that he would leave soon, Father Ye choked in his throat, and didn't say anything more after all.

Putting this matter aside for the time being, Ye Qin asked what was going on with the injury on his father's leg.

Ye Mu hurriedly said: "A few days ago, when I went up the mountain, your father went up the mountain and was chased by several coyotes and accidentally injured his leg. Fortunately, a few uncles and uncles were there, and they rescued your father, and there was no big problem. It's just that this herb is hard to find, and my mother can't go up the mountain, so this injury has been dragging on. In the evening, you should go and thank a few uncles first. ”

Ye Qin nodded.

Ye Qin rarely came back, Ye Mu happily cooked on the fire, and cooked some of the bacon that Ye Qin brought back from the county seat to make brown rice porridge. The family gathered around for a reunion dinner. Ye Qin took advantage of the fact that they were not paying attention, crushed a descending pill and sprinkled it on top of the meal. It is a elixir for cultivating immortals, and it has the effect of dispelling illness and prolonging life for mortals, making people energetic. At least the family can live a peaceful and pain-free life.

After dinner, he threw a grain of Cinurdan into the only well in the village, which was regarded as a reward for his fellow villagers. Then he went door-to-door and visited his uncles and uncles in the village.

The villagers were extremely happy and warmly entertained, knowing that Ye Qin had studied art in the county, and even wanted to marry his daughter to Ye Qin. Some fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls in the village looked at Ye Qin at the door, twisting and pinching, their faces flushed. Although Ye Qin has an ordinary appearance, he can be regarded as simple and delicate in this village, and he is a rare and well-looking young man.

Ye Qin couldn't cry or laugh, thanked the uncles in each house, and rejected these politely.

That night, he wore a thick old cotton jacket sent by his mother, and knelt in the ancestral hall of the Ye family for one night to show his reflection. For him, kneeling for a night is nothing.

He was fortunate to see once again an autobiographical book enshrined in the ancestral hall of the Ye family in a wooden box - a book passed down to future generations by a talented ancestor of the Ye family ten generations ago.

The book was dusty and rotten, and now few people in the village could read it.

There are some simple things recorded in the book, which can barely be understood: ten generations ago, the Ye family used to be a family of scholars in Zhuqi County, and later fled to this poor and remote place with dozens of other ordinary people in order to avoid the disaster of the army. The ancestor of that Xiucai went through hardships and left a book to warn the descendants of the Ye family to settle down in this poor and wild land, if the descendants of the descendants have left their hometowns, they must keep to themselves, do not fight with officials, do not fight with soldiers, obey the heavens, and live a low-key life.

After Ye Qin finished reading, he closed the book, closed his eyes and meditated for a long time, sighing slightly in his heart.

In this world, if you don't fight, if you don't fight, how can you live?

Ten generations ago, there was a rebellion in Zhuqi County, and ten generations later, there was a gang rebellion in Zhuqi County, where is there an end, and in the troubled times, where is there any peaceful place? Fortunately, this village is located in a poor mountainous area, although it is poor, but at least there are no soldiers and bandits and people from the rivers and lakes who come here, and it can barely be regarded as a peaceful place.

Although he thought so, he was thinking hard in his heart about the long-term plan for the Ye family and this small mountain village to survive in this world.

Ye Qin secretly thought about it for a long time, this long-term plan was nothing more than two ways of civil and military. Wen can grow wise, and martial arts can strengthen the body.

He took a knife, found a hard rock from the outside mountains, cut it into a stone book one foot long and wide, two inches thick, carved small characters on the stone, wrote hard, and left it in the ancestral hall to commemorate future generations.

He originally wanted to carve a fragment of the "Sitting and Forgetting Sutra" exercises, but after thinking about it for a long time, he still didn't do it. I don't know how many times the danger of cultivating immortals is more than that of secular mortals, leaving a piece of practice is unpredictable, it may not be a blessing for the descendants of the Ye family, or let everything take its course.

The next day, he asked Da Niu to spend a few dollars to invite a poor scholar to come to the village to teach literacy. Then take a few low-level martial arts secrets bought from the county market and give them to Da Niu and his fellow villagers, let them learn by themselves, and then teach them to other people in the village to exercise their muscles and bones, even if they encounter jackals in the future, they will have ways to defend themselves. As long as this civil and military path is implemented, after a few years or decades, the situation in the village may be able to change, and he can rest assured even if he leaves.