Zhao Yunfei's dinner was as usual, with grits porridge and pickle strips. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After dinner, Xiao Ji climbed on the kang to read a picture book that had been turned over, and Zhao Yunfei sat at the round table to write his homework.

Zhao Yunfei's academic performance has always maintained the top few in the class, although he has very limited time for studying, but he has his own set of study methods, which is actually nothing, a total of two, the first one: listen carefully in class, and the second one: go home and complete the homework seriously.

These two are easy to say, but there are not many children in rural areas who can really do it, and conversely, as long as they can really do these two things, their academic performance is generally not too bad, and they do not have to spend extra time studying.

In fact, the truth is also very simple, school teachers are vocational educators, they know how to impart knowledge, so the teacher in the class to talk about the knowledge and leave the homework and the exam questions are a certain connection, as long as the students listen carefully in class, and then the homework is completed seriously, and not particularly stupid, you will definitely have a good score.

Although they know that school is very important, they cannot consistently supervise their children's homework, and they do not have the correct learning methods and good study habits to instill in their children Therefore, a considerable number of rural children have no entry for learning at all, and some drop out of school after junior high school, and only a small number of children because of their talent or their own good learning habits, or benefit from the encouragement and supervision of their parents, so as to go further and better in learning.

For Zhao Yunfei, life and study are equally important.

Shouldering the burden of life on your own shoulders and being able to shelter your young sister from the wind and rain is a manly strength!

Use your wisdom in exchange for excellent academic performance and prove that you are not worse than others, this is the self-esteem of a man!

Zhao Yunfei shouldered the burden of the family on the shoulders of a teenager, and was able to compete in learning, which not only attracted the admiration and admiration of all the girls in the class, but also made the teacher look at him with admiration.

In his spare time, he also likes to read extracurricular books, especially poetry, and when inspiration comes, he also writes a few sentences himself, no matter how well he writes, at least he can express his emotions.

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At eight o'clock in the evening, Xiao Ji listened to fairy tales with a small radio in his arms, and fell asleep while listening.

Zhao Yunfei's house under the eaves of the horizontal pull of a wire, the wire is full of a fire rope, this kind of fire rope can smoke mosquitoes, is made of a herbaceous plant called Artemisia annua, after drying, it is lit with fire, there is no open flame, it burns slowly, and it smells like sandalwood, just like the mosquito coils sold in the store, there are this kind of artemisia everywhere in the field, Zhao Yunfei will bring back a basket every time he goes to work in the field, and weave it into a rope to dry.

Zhao Yunfei picked a dry fire rope and brought it into the house, lit it with a match and put it on the iron shelf of the washbasin, and the room was immediately filled with a strong sandalwood fragrance.

Xiao Ji grinded a hole in the knee of his pants, Zhao Yunfei found a red rag, cut it into the shape of an apple, and then threaded the needle and thread, sewing it one by one.

After mending Xiaoji's clothes, he was about to look for a book to read, when he suddenly remembered the sword that he had dug up two days ago, so he got up and went into the back room, and found the sword covered with dark red rust from the snakeskin bag in the corner of the wall.

This sword is quite heavy in the hand, the shape is strange, the sword body is long, the tip is not a regular triangle, but a right triangle, looking at its shape, it is not so much a sword as a knife.

Taking a closer look at the light, Zhao Yunfei couldn't help but be taken aback, it turned out that the knife looked like it was rusty, and after a closer look, he found that it was not rust at all, but because it had been buried in the soil for many years, it was soaked in color by the soil, so that it covered up its original appearance.

Zhao Yunfei stretched out his fingers and gently brushed the blade, feeling that the blade was smooth throughout, without the slightest bumpy feeling of mottled rust, and the blade also exuded a chill.

"No wonder I was able to cut off the shovel handle at once when I was fighting with Wan Jinliang, it turned out that this guy had a blade. Zhao Yunfei muttered to himself.

One glance swept to a whetstone on the stove, and thought: "This unsightly layer of color on the surface should be able to be sharpened, sharpen it with a whetstone and see how it goes." ”

Zhao Yunfei walked to the stove, sprinkled some water on the whetstone, put the whetstone on the edge of the kang, held the handle of the knife in one hand, held the blade with the other, rubbed back and forth on the stone a few times, and then raised it in front of him, only to see that the whetstone had been sharpened to reveal a strip of yellow gold, although the color was not accurate under the lamp, but there was a layer of dark red covered on the surface, and the color that was ground out could obviously be seen to be golden yellow.

Zhao Yunfei couldn't suppress a burst of excitement in his heart: "Is it copper or gold? If it's gold, it will make a fortune, even if it's copper, it should be worth a lot of money." Seeing that Xiao Ji was sleeping soundly, he was afraid of waking her up, so he took a whetstone and a knife into the back room, closed the door, and continued to polish the knife with a whetstone.

After a long time of careful polishing, as the dark red layer was gradually polished off, the whole long knife finally revealed its true face, shining golden in the light, dazzling, and a line of quaint traditional Chinese characters was engraved on the side of the knife body, Zhao Yunfei recognized it for a long time before he recognized it, and it was written:

Mind the world

Be honest and truthful

Sacrifice for righteousness

Descendants of the Dragon

"These words are also very imposing, who carved these words on the knife?" Zhao Yunfei's brows furrowed slightly, and he looked at the long knife over and over, confused, and felt that these words seemed to contain deep meaning.

Zhao Yunfei held the long knife, couldn't put it down, stabbed horizontally in the house, full of interest, inserted the long knife into his belt, and held the handle of the knife, feeling quite mighty.

This knife is really not ordinarily heavy, it is much heavier than ordinary steel of the same size, Zhao Yunfei danced for a while, and actually felt that his arm was a little sore.

"Such a good knife, but it's a pity that it lacks a scabbard. Zhao Yunfei sighed in his heart.

Seeing that the time is not early, it is time to rest, I want to put the knife away, look around, there is no place to store valuables in the empty room, think about it, and finally decide to hide the knife on the top of the large wardrobe in the outhouse, and press a roll of cold mat on it, this place is clear at a glance, even if there is a thief in the house, the focus will not be placed here, sometimes the more obvious the place, the safer it is.

Put away the knife, Zhao Yunfei turned off the lights and rested on the kang, just closed his eyes and fell asleep in a trance, half-dreaming and half-awake, a shadow covered the moonlight, the originally bright courtyard became gloomy in an instant, the air flashed and thundered, and an unusually poignant voice came from the shadows: "Give me back, return my head......"

Zhao Yunfei was taken aback, sat up from the kang suddenly, and looked out the window, it was dark outside, and he couldn't see anything, but the terrifying voice was still coming into the house.

Zhao Yunfei looked at Xiao Ji who was sleeping, fortunately, Xiao Ji was sleeping very deeply and was not woken up by the strange scream, otherwise he would definitely be frightened.

Zhao Yunfei quickly got off the kang and put on his shoes, flashed to the back of the door, took the one-meter-long locust wood top door stick behind the door in his hand, calmed down, and then opened the door a gap and flashed to the courtyard.

I saw that the air was foggy, the clouds were gloomy, a headless dragon floated under the clouds, the dragon was covered in blood, and its original color could not be seen, and the huge dragon head was supported in the dragon's claws, but the dragon's mouth could speak one by one:

"Give me back, give me back, give me back......"

Zhao Yunfei stiffly raised his wooden stick and pointed at the dragon in the air and shouted, "What kind of monster are you? This is my house, go away!"

The dragon groaned and said, "Monster, what kind of monster do you think I am?"

Zhao Yunfei said: "I don't care what you are, go away." ”

The dragon said, "Go away, how can you walk without a head?" Have you ever seen anything that can walk without a head?"

Zhao Yunfei shouted, "Isn't your head in your hand? Why do you want to ask me?"

The dragon listened to Zhao Yunfei's words, his watermelon-sized eyes and bones turned, and then suddenly realized, raised his head and pressed it his neck, and with a bang, the dragon's head was actually connected to his neck again.

The dragon rolled excitedly through the clouds, laughing and shouting, "I have a head, I have a head......

Zhao Yunfei's heart tightened for a while, and he plucked up his courage and said, "If you have a head, leave my house!"

The giant dragon stopped his body suddenly, slowly poked his huge head out of the air, the circle of blood marks on his neck was particularly eye-catching, the fangs in his mouth were like swords and halberds, and his giant eyes were like lamps, staring at Zhao Yunfei deadly, suddenly his eyes rolled, and two rays of light shot on the wooden stick in Zhao Yunfei's hand, and he was stunned for a few seconds, the dragon's huge mouth suddenly opened wide, only to hear the sound of "whew", a flame mixed with an unpleasant smell erupted from the dragon's mouth, and the wooden stick in Zhao Yunfei's hand was immediately ignited by the fire.

The scorching flames swept Zhao Yunfei's arm into it, and the pain pierced his heart, Zhao Yunfei hurriedly threw away the wooden stick, and slapped his left hand violently, extinguishing the fire on his arm.

The dragon laughed wildly and said, "A rotten stick...... Do you think it's a dragon slayer......?

As soon as the laughter fell, the dragon opened its terrifying mouth again, Zhao Yunfei thought that it was about to breathe fire again, and hurriedly dodged to the side, but the dragon did not breathe fire this time, but swung its tail and sucked violently.

In an instant, the wind was blowing, the sand was flying, there were two loud bangs, the dust was splashing, and the roofs of the two houses of Zhao Yunfei's family and Li Lanfang's family broke a big hole at the same time, and in the rising dust, the two figures were sucked up from the hole and were sucked into the dragon's mouth.

"Brother, brother......"

"Yunfei save my ......"

"Ah, it's Xiao Ji and Xiao Fang. Zhao Yunfei was so anxious that he was so anxious that the golden knife was on the top of the big wardrobe in the house, and hurriedly pushed the door to get the knife, but the strange thing is that the wooden door that can be blown open by a gust of wind is now he can't push it, so anxious that he kicked it with his feet and hit it with his shoulder, but the door didn't move at all, and when he turned around, he saw the huge body of the dragon floating farther and farther in the air, Zhao Yunfei was in a cold sweat, and woke up in shock.