Chapter 1 Clearing the Wasteland

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A nameless continent, one day, the sky was clear, cloudless and windless, and a round of scorching sun in the sky cast infinite light.

Suddenly, a ring-like thing suddenly flashed from the sky, I don't know where it came from, it appeared so suddenly, it seemed to have just passed through time and space, with an extremely high speed, the mountain peaks in Xiangxia shot over quickly, and there was a weird "woo" sound.

On weekdays, if it is something flying from the sky, it is not a tail with thick smoke, whistling, and the sound is so loud that the whole shijie can see it.

However, this thing only made a brief momentary sound, and then it made a long "poof" sound, and it burrowed deep into the rocks of the mountain peak, and disappeared.

This time was extremely short, and it did not cause any reaction from any creatures, and even the mountain birds that were close to the left did not have time to fly.

Then, those startled birds, after a few circles in the air, fluttered and fell, taking care of their own livelihood, not knowing that there was so much mystery on this continent.

And I don't know how many years later, the mulberry field is in the sea, things are not people, the mountain peak is also sinking, it has become a hillside, many places have become flat, and gradually there are also people, and even some people live around this hillside, and this mysterious ring, what wonderful story can it bring? Zhang Xiaohua is very happy, with a happy expression on her face.

His eyes stared at the wasteland in front of him hotly, as if this land was a fragrant piece of pork belly.

Actually, it is not so much a wasteland as a mountainous land, because this land is located in the middle of a hillside, but the slope is relatively gentle, and it can be opened up about a quarter of the land. But it is this piece of land that Zhang Xiaohua and his father have worked hard to find the patriarch for nearly two months to get it. And Zhang Xiaohua also knows that there are many barren mountains in the village, but there is very little land that can grow crops, so everyone wants to find a place to produce rations in addition to the original land.

Most of the other people in the village were looking for wasteland near the river, but because their family did not have the money to take care of the patriarch, they looked far away, looked for places that others didn't want, and found such a piece of land.

The village where Zhang Xiaohua lives is called Guozhuang. The radius is about four miles, surrounded by mountains on both sides, this mountain is not high, it is more appropriate to call it a hill. A large river flows through the village, and a small bridge connects the path of the neighboring village. There are about 40 families living in Guozhuang, half of whom are surnamed Guo, and it is a small family that lives in the middle of the village, and the rest live scattered around the village. People in the countryside are very simple, but they are also philistine, most of the affairs of Guo Zhuang are presided over by the patriarch of the Guo family, although they live in the same village, but after all, the surname is different, and when the patriarch deals with things, it is inevitable that he will favor one side of the clan. The location of the good houses in the village, and most of the haode crops outside the village are also in the hands of the villagers surnamed Guo. However, after all, it is the villagers, although the chicken feathers are constantly trivial, the big disputes have never appeared in this small Guozhuang, and the people of Guozhuang feel that they are living an idyllic life in the Peach Blossom Spring.

Zhang Xiaohua's mother Guo Sufei is Guo Zhuangren's family, which is considered a partial branch of the Guo family, and has also been "brilliant", but in his mother's generation, except for Guo Sufei, there is no male in the family, and Zhang Xiaohua's grandfather Guo Shan is also an old woman, and he raised his daughter until it was time to get married, and it was also the twilight of the old couple.

It is said that the wealth of the rural family is mostly related to the labor of the family, and Guo Shan has no son, and he has always wanted to give birth to Guo Sufei's step-relative's boy, but due to various problems, it has not been realized, and the family is supported by Guo Shan alone, and the poverty of the family can be seen from this. And Zhang Cai is also angry, after arriving at the Guo family, he is a good hand in farming, and he is far superior to his father-in-law Guo Shan in increasing the family labor force, and a year after the marriage, Guo Sufei became pregnant and gave birth to a child, adding a grandson to Guo Shan, named Zhang Xiaolong. Guo Shan's old couple were very relieved to see the birth of their grandson. Just as the whole family was looking forward to the future prospect of beauty, Guo Shan became ill and couldn't afford to get sick

Disease for poor families, is undoubtedly a catastrophe, Zhang Cai in order to treat his father-in-law, sold all the valuable things, but still can not save Guo Shan's life like a candle, when Zhang Xiaolong was more than two years old, died suddenly, so that Guo Shan can be blinded that his second grandson or granddaughter is also about to die, for this reason, Guo Shan named the child before he died, the male is called Zhang Xiaohu, and the female is called Zhang Xiaohua. After Guo Shan's death, Zhang Cai's mother-in-law's health also deteriorated, but fortunately, Zhang Xiaohu's birth slightly diluted the sadness of the old man, which saved the family's ordinary life.

The life of the peasant family does not care about working in the fields and going home to eat. With the growth of Zhang Xiaolong and Zhang Xiaohu, Zhang Cai has been worried about cultivating the land, at the beginning, he and his wife Guo Sufei pulled Zhang Xiaolong, and held Zhang Xiaohu to the patriarch's house to kowtow to ask for peace.

Zhang Xiaohua was born when his eldest brother was seven years old, when there were already two and a half laborers in the family, and the family's poverty situation was slightly alleviated. Speaking of Zhang Xiaohua's birth, it is also quite magical, the weather that has been dry for more than two months, on the night of Xiaohua's birth, there was a sudden rainstorm, the rainfall in the mountains increased sharply, and the small river outside the village did not cross the bridge, the scene was very scary. And Guo Sufei was also giving birth to small flowers, and she actually saw flying flowers in the sky. Therefore, Zhang Cai's expectations for Xiaohua can be described as very high. Even when the name was named, I also asked the teacher in the neighboring village to refer to it, and gave many names such as Zhang Zhen, Zhang Yu, Jacky Cheung, etc., but I picked and chosen, but I was dazzled, and I didn't know which one was better. zuihou, thinking of the rain of flowers in the sky, thinking of his deceased father, Guo Sufei gave Zhang Xiaohua such a popular name, although Zhang Xiaohua is a standard boy.

At this time, Xiaohua was already twelve years old, and the children of the peasant family were always precocious, and as early as a few years ago, Xiaohua had been busy with the affairs of the field with her father and two brothers. Zhang Cai didn't think about letting the children go to the school to read and write, grow up to be able to read and write, and seek fame, but Guo Village is a small village, and there are no scholars in the clan, so he can't afford to support a small school, and the school in the neighboring village belongs to another big family, and the fees for the children in Guo Village are also high, Xiaolong and Xiaohu don't think about it, the family was poor at that time, and Zhang Cai was also powerless. Xiaohua was also sent for a few days when she was young, but according to Mr. Teaching, Xiaohua's qualifications are medium in the school, and her best efforts are also a level of literacy and hyphenation. Zhang Cai weighed his pocket, and then looked at Xiaohua's thick eyebrows and big eyes, so he gave up his sorghum-like expectations, took the child back to Guozhuang, and guarded the main business of the farmer. However, Xiaohua's mother seems to remember the auspicious omen of Xiaohua's birth, and from time to time asks the literate young people in the village to teach Xiaohua something. Although Xiaohua likes to follow her brother to do farm work, but the persecution of his mother has also allowed him to learn a lot of words, can read some things, and is considered a literate person in the family, but everything related to words is also handled by Zhang Xiaohua.

Today is the first day of Zhang Xiaohua's independent farming, and his father had already told him yesterday that this land was given to him and belonged to him. Although it is still a piece of land without any indication that it is a cultivated field, Xiaohua remembers that a scholar in the village said that if you have a goal, you can start, and if you have a beginning, it is half the success! With success, it is not far from your hope, and Xiaohua's hope is to eat a piece of pork belly~

It was the beginning of winter in November, the sun was casting a bleak light and heat overhead, and the mountain breeze was blowing through the slopes, whining in the treetops. Everything is a sign of wordless coldness.

However, Zhang Xiaohua didn't have the time to pay attention to these. He took the hoe and blindly worked hard to cultivate this square piece of land. According to Zhang Xiaohua's jihua, first dig an oval or quadrangular boundary around the field in the middle of the hillside, then remove the rocks in the field, clean up the small stones, and then deal with the weeds, and then intensively cultivate the whole field to lay a good foundation for planting seeds. Farm work is always time-consuming, and by the time Xiaohua had finished cleaning up her surroundings and was ready to remove the big stones from the field, it was already noon. Xiaohua stopped plowing, wiped the sweat from her forehead, walked to the ground, took a pot of water prepared by her mother, poured half a jar of water with a bang, and took a long deep waist, and beat her waist that had not been straightened, feeling comfortable for a while. Also, although I used to work with my father and brothers, after all, because he was the youngest, everyone didn't let him do more, and he didn't feel too tired. However, thinking about my grandmother, thinking about my mother, and my own home and future, I feel that it is also very worthwhile.

Zhang Xiaohua followed the young scholars to read and write, although they were not serious, and often heard them say something very mysterious about the future, life, aiqing, and other Yangchun language, but also had some impressions, working on weekdays, when there was nothing to do, occasionally thinking about their own lives, but they would soon be destroyed by reality, and they would bow their heads to the land. Thinking of these at this time, it is estimated that it is also a pipe dream, and I am busy and busy.

Just when Zhang Xiaohua was thinking wildly, her stomach was rumbling and ringing, it seemed that it was time to eat. In the past, I used to eat with my mother at home, but now it is an independent door, and I have opened the field and farmed the land, and when I came out in the morning, my mother said that I would send it to the ground at noon, and look at the time, it should also come.

Sure enough, a voice came from the bottom of the slope, "Xiaohua~ come to help my mother." There was a steep slope from the bottom of the slope, which was very slippery, and the last time I came to see the ground, Zhang Cai fell down. Zhang Xiaohua hurriedly replied, "Mother, wait a while, I'll go down immediately, don't come up yourself." When Zhang Xiaohua walked down the hill, he saw his mother, carrying a bamboo basket, standing on the side of the road waiting for him. Zhang Xiaohua took the bamboo basket, carefully helped her mother up the hillside, and let her mother sit on the stone on the ground, and then lifted the cloth on the basket, which contained a bowl of pork belly and a few pieces of rough steamed buns. Xiaohua sensibly asked her mother if she had eaten it, and her mother's answer was not unexpected by him, she had already eaten it. Seeing Xiaohua gobbling up, Guo Sufei was a little distressed and said to Xiaohua

"Eat slowly, don't choke, drink some water. ”

"Mother, why did you suddenly make pork belly?" asked Xiaohua.

"Today is your own work, and your father explained yesterday that he will make you pork belly as a reward." Little Flower Lady looked at her youngest son lovingly and said. "It's hard for you, Xiaohua, you're only twelve years old this year, and you are working alone in the fields when you see children as old as you in neighboring villages, and they are still studying in the school. “

"Mother, look at what you said, didn't my eldest brother work separately from his father at the age of ten, what am I? Besides, this land is mine, and my second brother still has a piece of land with my eldest brother. I can't even be happy. Xiaohua saw that her mother began to nag, and then said, "Grandma, did she eat pork belly?"

"Your grandmother is over eighty years old, how can she eat this, the millet porridge I boiled for her. Xiaohua's mother said, "I didn't think of your grandmother until now, and your grandmother still thought about you all morning."

Xiaohua scratched her head embarrassedly, she really didn't seem to think about it that much.

Speaking of Xiaohua's grandmother, Guo Sufei had a sad face. The life of the family gradually improved with the growth of several children, but Xiaohua's grandmother's health is getting worse and worse, although it is said that the age of eighty is a rare longevity for people in the countryside, but who doesn't want their elders to accompany them for a while. Recently, Xiaohua's grandmother has been even more blind, Guo Sufei discussed with Zhang Cai and wanted the doctor to take a look, but Xiaohua's grandmother disagreed, saying that it was normal for her eyes to be invisible when she was so old, and she didn't want to spend any more money on it. The two couldn't stand the old man, so they agreed. Nowadays, the old man works at home every day, and he can do such work as feeding a chicken and a pig in the dark.

Watching Xiaohua finish eating and drinking water, Guo Sufei said, "Xiaohua, do less work in the afternoon and go home early, grandma misses you." I'm going to deliver food to your father and brother", Xiaohua was stunned for a moment, "Mother, then, I ate all the pork belly, what do my father and brother eat?" "It's okay, there are other dishes." Remember to do less in the afternoon, don't catch a cold" Guo Sufei lovingly stroked Xiaohua's head, looking at the anxious blushing little son, as if he was still a little coquettish in front of his knees.

When Zhang Xiaohua helped her mother down the slope, looking at the back of her mother's distant family, she felt very guilty, alas, how did I eat all the pork belly.

Extremely important ps: Readers who are anxious can read the first volume directly, and then look at the preface when they have spare time. The preface is about Zhang Xiaohua's rural life before he practiced martial arts, and it is also the foreshadowing of the whole book, which you can read directly from Chapter 65. Extremely important ps: Readers who are anxious can read the first volume directly, and then look at the preface when they have spare time. The preface is about Zhang Xiaohua's rural life before he practiced martial arts, and it is also the foreshadowing of the whole book, which you can read directly from Chapter 65. Welcome to the majority of book friends to come and read, the latest, fastest, and hottest serialized works are all here!

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