"Well, where is this!Am I not dead?" Han Tongwen opened his eyes, everything around him made him wonder, this seemed to be a simple farmhouse, with hoes, sickles, some simple farm tools and raincoats hanging on the walls. A strong man with five big and three thick laughed and walked into the door, walked directly towards Han Tongwen, and picked him up, yes, it turned out to be a hug! Han Tongwen didn't faint when he saw his body, how did he become a full-term doll after being poisoned, this poison is so powerful! The middle-aged man picked up Han Tongwen and gnawed indiscriminately.

"Little baby, your son is back hahahaha!"

Han Tongwen could smell the smell of sweat on the big man's body, and he didn't know how long it had been since he had taken a bath, and he just wanted to object to it, but it turned into a cry in his mouth.

"You have less strength, the child is only two months old!"

A middle-aged peasant woman who was not very beautiful walked in and took Han Tongwen from the big man's hand in disgust, gently hugged her in her arms, and whispered an unknown song.

"This is my parents?"

Han Tongwen could feel the warmth in the peasant woman's arms, and the big man was like a big bear, shrinking in front of the peasant woman and teasing Han Tongwen's little face with baby fat

"Call Daddy, call Daddy!" the big man was full of doting, and he kissed the peasant woman on the face when he was happy.

Han Tongwen, who had an ugly face, became more and more kind, is this his parents? Han Tongwen fell asleep in great happiness.

After two years, Han Tongwen finally understood where he was, not Huaxia, not even that era, Han Tongwen knew that he had caught up with the tide of crossing, and accidentally arrived at a place he didn't know.

According to Han Dazhui, that is, his Lao Tzu's big man with five big and three thick, this is Xizhou, so big that there is no boundary, I don't know how to describe Xizhou's big when I say it, and I also brought out the only iron pot in the family, and the iron pot turned upside down and said that this pot is the sky, and Xizhou is the lid of this pot, which is only one circle smaller than the sky. Han Da Hammer gave him a full score for his wit, and after speaking, he was triumphantly ready to accept Han Er's praise!

Han Erhammer, Han Tongwen's name in the world, although it is ugly, he also recognizes it, who let this be his father who has not slept all night to come up with the most powerful name! The sky is the largest, the next is the earth, and then there is the sledgehammer, and then the second hammer, and all the mountains have to go to the fifth and sixth rows! He Lao Tzu proudly boasted to his neighbors more than once that there is a more domineering name than the sledgehammer and the second hammer?

Han Erhammer couldn't wait to say that there was a sentence "There is a hammer!"

Whenever he showed off, Han Erhammer always twisted his body and wanted to get down from Han Da Hammer's shoulder and cover his face and go home, but his strength was small and he couldn't resist Han Da Hammer, so he let Han Da Hammer carry it around to show off.

"Yo, Old Dog Han!" "Han Da Hammer stopped Old Dog Han who saw him turn his head and leave

I was sure again and again that Han Da Hammer did not curse people, because this person's name is Han Lao Gou, which is a barbaric and semi-civilized village, and there is no cultured person in the village, so the names are all big dogs, dogs, eggs or something, basically half of the people's names are related to dogs, and the one called the hammer is the only one, so Han Da Hammer couldn't help but show off everywhere, and gave the name of a second hammer, which was also recognized by the people in the village as the most cultured gentleman. In fact, this is not only here, but also in many places, and I basically don't see those teachers in my life. This village is called Han Lao Zhuangzi, and there are twenty households and ninety-three people in the village, don't ask him why he knows so much at a young age, because his father is the leader of this Han Lao Zhuangzi, and he led the team to hunt in the mountains or something.

"Oh, it's a sledgehammer. Slip son."

"Slip Son"

Han Erhammer almost fell off Han Da Hammer's shoulder, but he was relieved, walking a dog in his previous life was not also a dog dragging a person, maybe it would be more appropriate to say that it was a dog slipper, in this life, he was a person, and he endured it.

Han Laogou's face was uncomfortable, because his daughter-in-law gave birth to a useless girl for him, and no successor made him feel shameless, because this old dog had beaten his daughter-in-law several times, but he still admitted it later.

"Son, it's called Uncle Old Dog, but he gave birth to a big fat girl in his family, and he will ask you to be your daughter-in-law in the future" Han Da Hammer's son and the big fat girl bit very hard, and seemed to be deliberately angry with him.

"Lao Tzu's daughter marries a dog and doesn't marry your dog's family" Han Lao Dog turned his head angrily and left, Han Dazhui also went home laughing, he has already shown off today, it's time to go back to eat something, and he will continue to carry his son for a walk tomorrow.

Han Tongwen sat on the stake of a big tree with his little face in his hands, looking at the endless forest under the mountain, and suddenly someone patted him behind him, Han Tongwen sighed and ignored him, and again, Han Tongwen still sat like this and ignored it, and there were two more fat faces full of dirt in front of his face, Han Xiaohua, Han Laogou's daughter, and Han Gou's remaining son.

Han Gou Yu is also a cultural person of Han Lao Zhuangzi, because his son broke the strange circle of names with dogs and eggs, and started a good name that is comparable to the second hammer of the sledgehammer, Han Dashu, it is said that Han Gouyu said that when he came up with this name, the sky fell brightly, and the ground gushed with dark incense, and the Han Sledgehammer almost fought with him, because when Han Sledgehammer came up with the name Han Erhammer, there were not so many ways!

"Brother Erhammer, what are you doing, let's play together" Han Xiaohua shook Han Tongwen's shoulder and said

Han Tongwen is almost crazy, although the combined age of the two lives is not very old, he is also in his twenties, and he was pulled by several fart dolls to pinch the mud together

"I've told you everything, I don't want to play with you" Han Erhammer was a little impatient

Looking at Han Xiaohua and Han Dashu's eyes that were red and wanted to cry, Han Tongwen had a headache to death

"Let's go, let's go and pinch the mud together, but wash your face before that, and besides, you have to promise me that you can't use your urine and mud, there is always a smell of it."

Dashu nodded excitedly, Han Erhammer is his and Xiaohua's idol, because he not only looks more beautiful than them, but more importantly, he is better than his grandfather who grew up pinching mud, so he has become a recognized prodigy in the village, the kind that is not born, because everyone in Han Lao Zhuangzi agrees that there has never been such a genius baby, so Han Dazhui has been proud for many days.

It was almost dusk when Han Dashu and Han Xiaohua let him go, and it was hard to imagine that a person in his twenties who was in his twenties actually pinched the mud for an afternoon.

"Mother, I'm back!" Seeing the chubby figure who was busy by the stove, Han Tongwen felt extremely warm

"What's in your hand," Han Cuihua asked with a smile

"Xiaohua and Dashu sent it, the two of them pinched it for an afternoon, and they had to give it to me" Looking at the mud in his hand that the eyes are not like the eyes and the nose is not like the nose, Han Tongwen was very speechless, "Is this me?".

"The second hammer is back" Han Dazhui came out of the back room, watched Bai Jing's son laugh and went out of the room despite his objections.

Han Dazhui's shoulders are indeed very comfortable, and sitting on it can indeed see farther away, this village is on the flat land on the top of the mountain, the bottom of the mountain is a boundless forest, the whole Zhuangzi is isolated from the world, savage and semi-civilized although it is the main theme of Zhuangzi, but it is extremely peaceful. The sunset is about to set, and the last afterglow is sprinkled on Han Dazhui father and son, the shadows of the two are very long, a stone pier, a strong black shadow, and a small person on the shoulder, there is a not beautiful peasant woman standing at the door of the house looking at the father and son with a smile, the picture is frozen like this, and happiness permeates the entire mountain. Han Tongwen felt that it was enough, and he was never satisfied, even if he was on the verge of the top in his previous life, he still did not have the satisfaction, because if no one shared your joy when he succeeded, it means that you have never succeeded. It's enough to have these in this life, even if you really marry Han Laogou's fat daughter in the future, it doesn't matter, Sledgehammer is happy. What ancient martial arts, standing on the side, when you have time to practice. When is he free? It seems that he has never been free, and he has to rank before the ancient martial arts with the big trees and small flowers pinching mud.

In the middle of summer, the cicadas are singing and the frogs are singing, the moon has reached the middle of the sky, this is the tenth year that Han Tongwen has come to this world, at the age of ten, he already has a height far beyond his peers, although he looks average but is very clean and delicate, he is a well-known beautiful boy in ten miles and eight villages. In the past ten years, Han Tongwen has lived a very happy life, practicing ancient martial arts every three or five times, and most of the time he is playing with mud, but Han Dazhui doesn't see it that way, a son who doesn't need his discipline makes him very proud, but he always lacks some of the fun of being a father. This midsummer is a little unusual, because the originally blazing temperature cooled down the next day, and they couldn't tolerate Han Dazhui They were happy that there were snowflakes floating in the sky, and Han Tongwen, who looked at the ignorant and happy villagers, always felt that something was wrong. In July, the snow is getting heavier and heavier, and everyone has changed into winter cotton clothes and stood guard in front of the brazier. Han Da Hammer's eyebrows were heavy, this was the first time Han Tongwen had seen Han Da Hammer like this.

"That's it, Dad!" Han Tongwen had already expected something, the snow had been falling for seven days in a row, and there was still no intention of stopping, recently Han Tongwen found that there was less and less rice in the bowl, and even Han Dazhui and Han Cuihua hadn't eaten all day yesterday, and the family was about to run out of food, not only their family Han Lao Zhuangzi was almost like this.

The snow is already higher than the lintel, and even the door can't be opened, and Han Dazhui wants to go out several times in a row, and the more the snow washes in, standing on the roof, there is no village in sight, only the vast snowfield!