As time passed, the number of onlookers became more and more numerous.

But soon, Zhang Xiaohua, who was originally sad, found that she didn't know when it started, and the surroundings were already full of people.

This made her, who rarely goes out, couldn't help but be ashamed and angry, so she made a quick decision, gritted her teeth and stomped her feet, hugged Cao Yanchao, who also woke up, and rushed out of the crowd watching the excitement together, and ran in the direction of their house.

Anyway, let's follow what Uncle Seven said first, and go home first.

This is what Zhang Xiaohua thinks now.

And Cao Yanchao, who was also aware of Zhang Xiaohua's thoughts, couldn't help but feel a little relieved, but he couldn't help but say.

"Mother, the child has grown up, otherwise, you can put me down, I can go by myself. ”

Zhang Xiaohua only woke up at this time, Cao Yanchao was not the first time to call her mother, but at the beginning, her attention was affected by the crowd of onlookers, so she didn't notice it.

However, this time, Zhang Xiaohua heard it clearly and really.

So Zhang Xiaohua was immediately happy and kissed Cao Yanchao.

"Xiaochao, do you finally remember your mother's kiss?

It doesn't matter, you're not heavy, while your mother can still hold you, I'll hug you more, otherwise, in a few years, when you grow up, even if your mother wants to hug, she can't hold you. ”

Cao Yanchao, who originally wanted to struggle to get off the ground and then walk home by himself, stopped moving after listening to Zhang Xiaohua's words, so he let Zhang Xiaohua hold him and returned home.

And seeing that Zhang Xiaohua's mother and son were gone, the crowd of onlookers dispersed regrettably.

After all, everyone is from the same village, and they are all clansmen with the same surname, so they naturally have no malice, they just want to have a good time.

Now that it's not lively, it's naturally gone.

However, there were a few extraordinary-looking old men and women who gathered together very strangely to discuss something.

This includes the old woman who appeared just now and the thin old man known as Uncle Seven.

I don't know what they discussed, but it took a long time to finally end it.

Of course, it has nothing to do with Cao Yanchao for the time being, after all, he is only a ten-year-old child.

Cao Yanchao, who was carried home by Zhang Xiaohua, couldn't help but sigh, this is really an obvious gap between the rich and the poor! It seems that even in another world, this is the case.

Originally, when he was in the old village chief's house, Cao Yanchao just felt that the materials in the whole room were all made of huanghuali, and he felt extraordinarily extravagant, which made him have an illusion for a while, and thought that all the huanghuali in this world were there.

However, when he saw his home, or Huang Xiaohua's dilapidated home, he couldn't help but sigh, this is really the smell of Zhumen's wine and meat, and there are frozen bones on the road!

Although Huang Xiaohua's home has not yet reached the level of wind and rain, compared with the old village chief's house with Huanghuali laying wooden floors, this house is several grades worse.

Not to mention the small area, it is not even as big as a firewood house in the old village chief's house!

It may be a little worse, after all, Cao Yancao has not really seen the firewood house of the old village chief's house, so it is purely a conjecture.

At this time, Huang Xiaohua also noticed Cao Yanchao's constantly exploratory gaze, and when she saw Cao Yanchao constantly looking around, she thought Cao Yanchao was looking for something?

So Huang Xiaohua hurriedly took a small basket out from under the big wooden bed, and then handed it to Cao Yanchao.

"Xiaochao, these are your favorite toys before, my mother has cleaned them for you, you can play with confidence!"

Cao Yanchao looked at it a little speechlessly, these toys were obviously extremely simple, nothing more than some small beads, broken wood and other small things.

After touching it casually and finding that there was nothing particularly precious, Cao Yanchao gave up decisively, after all, his mind was no longer a ten-year-old child.

Just when Cao Yanchao was in a dilemma and didn't know what to do, his little belly completed the auxiliary work perfectly.

"Grunt, grunt, grunt. ”

It has also been discovered that Cao Yanchao has no interest in playing with his favorite toys in the past, which makes Huang Xiaohua on the side a little overwhelmed, but at this time, she suddenly heard this familiar voice, and immediately she found a new direction.

"Xiaochao, you're hungry! Mother, I'm going to prepare dinner for you, you're waiting. ”

After finishing speaking, Huang Xiaohua went to the kitchen next to the house and got busy.

However, when Cao Yanchao watched Huang Xiaohua go back and forth, looking around the busy figure, his brows couldn't help frowning, not because he was dissatisfied with Huang Xiaohua, but because he found that Huang Xiaohua's home could no longer be described as poor, it was simply a home with four walls.

In the whole room, there is not a single metal object to be seen, and the utensils used are all wooden.

In this poor family, there is not even a porcelain bowl or a pottery bowl.

This is nothing, but compared with the old village chief's house, one uses a full set of huanghuali to make listening furniture, and the other only uses the most ordinary birch tree to make furniture, these two are completely different worlds.

Not only that, in Zhang Xiaohua's room, there was only a large wooden bed and a few dilapidated wooden cabinets, not even a decent set of furniture.

This made Cao Yanchao think of a lot of things.

And just as Cao Yanchao was thinking wildly, suddenly a strange man's voice came from outside the house, and he said very excitedly.

"Xiaohua, I heard that our Xiaochao has returned? Is this true?"

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Huang Xiaohua was not happy at all, but she said with grievances.

"Boss, you have to be mentally prepared, Xiaochao, others are back, but I'm afraid they were very frightened, now the whole person has become stupid, no one knows each other, after you go in for a while, don't scare him." ”

Originally, as soon as he received the news that his son had returned home safely, Cao Jiangjun hurried home, but he didn't expect that when he heard such words as soon as he got home, he couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded for a while.

However, Cao Jiangjun was still an adult after all, and soon he realized the grievances in his wife's words, so he hurriedly comforted him softly.

"Xiaohua, don't think too much, this time there are twenty-one children who participated in the sacred ceremony, but in the end, there are only fourteen children, our family's Xiaochao, this time to be able to come back, it is already a great blessing.

The adults of the other seven families are still secretly wiping their tears! So, you should be content!"

After finishing speaking, Cao Jiangjun began to carefully comfort his wife.

It took a long time for Cao Jiangjun to gently step over the threshold and walk into the hut.

However, as soon as he entered the house, Cao Jiangjun found Cao Yanchao sitting on the big wooden bed, staring at him blankly.

For a moment, the air in the room seemed to freeze, and there was no sound at all.

Cao Jiangjun looked at his son's stupid appearance, and he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, and he couldn't say a word for a while, so the two observed each other silently.

Cao Jiangjun's inner pain was incomparable, although he comforted his wife to be content, but his own psychology was not a taste.

After all, when Cao Jiangjun came home in the past, almost every time, his son Xiaochao would rush into his arms as if he had seen his favorite toy.

But now Xiao Chao, like no one else, didn't do it at all, but looked at him calmly, as if he didn't know him at all.

So, he didn't know what to say for a while, and he was silent.

And the same in Cao Yanchao's heart, it was also gloomy.

The man in front of him is very young, he should be in his early thirties, and his figure is also very strong and burly, about 1.85 meters tall, which is a lot higher than Cao Yanchao's previous life.

And I don't know if it's because the food is too good, there are actually some fat, of course, it can also be said to be strong, wearing clothes similar to the craftsman's uniform, not the black combat uniform that the hunter team often wears.

However, the most suspicious thing is that this man's face is actually a Chinese face, which is not the same type as Cao Yanchao and Zhang Xiaohua's small round faces, which makes Cao Yanchao even more unfamiliar with him.

And just when the two of them were at a loss, it happened that Zhang Xiaohua walked in from the kitchen with a wooden tray.

"What are you two doing in a daze? Why don't you speak? It's a little early now, but since you're hungry, Xiaochao, let's have dinner a little earlier today!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Xiaohua put the dinner plate on the big wooden bed, and then magically pulled out four small feet from the back of the dinner plate, and then it became a small dining table, a little similar to the portable computer table on a certain treasure.

Then, neatly placed on the dining table, three croissants suddenly appeared in front of Cao Yanchao.

Of course, these three croissants are still very different from the croissants on the earth.

It's more like an oversized meat bun, but its appearance is a little strange, with two long sharp horns, a large amount of vegetables and a small amount of jerky added to the fat belly, how do you look more like a certain kind of hot dog?

Seeing that the current atmosphere is very good, although he is a little worried, Cao Yanchao still decided to say the problem in his heart.

"Mother, are we going to eat this thing tonight? Does this thing have a name? And it's like the wild boar meat stew I ate at the old village chief's house, isn't it usually hard to eat?"

This question made Cao Jiangjun and Zhang Xiaohua both look at each other, and after hesitating for a moment, Cao Jiangjun nodded without a trace, and then Zhang Xiaohua opened his mouth to explain.

"That's right, this is our dinner today, this thing is called horn bun, it is exactly like its shape, don't underestimate it, just like that, it can replenish the nutritional needs of the whole day.

As for the wild boar meat stew of the village chief's house you mentioned, that thing is indeed very rare.

On the one hand, because the ingredients are too rare and usually available, and on the other hand, because we don't have pots and pans at home, we can't use them at all in ordinary times, so they are not commonly used items at home.

Generally speaking, only the village chief and several other team leaders will always have pots and pans in their homes. ”

Cao Yanchao couldn't help but ask a little strangely.

"Then even pots and pans are considered rare items?"

Such a question made Zhang Xiaohua, who rarely goes out, spend a while, and she didn't know how to answer, so Cao Jiangjun, who was sitting on the side, relieved her.

"Pots and pans are naturally not rare items in big cities, but here in our Black Mountain Village, they are very scarce, and ordinary people don't need them at all.

Because the villagers of our Heishan Village are all from the Cao family, so every morning when we go to work, the leaders of each group will distribute all the food we need today according to the fruits of the labor of each family the day before, and I only need to wait for the time to go home from work, and give the food to your mother, and she will process the food well, and there is no need to use pots and pans at all. ”

Cao Yanchao looked at the horn bun in his hand and nodded thoughtfully.

Such a horn bun, weighing three or four catties, is rushing for such a large portion, it can indeed be said that you only need to eat one, and you won't be hungry all day.

And this big guy is much stronger than those flashy double-layer burgers.

With such food, there was really no need for pots and pans, but he didn't understand why such a simple pot and pan would become a rare item in Black Mountain Village, but he still asked another question.

"Well, what about iron, it should also be a rare item, right?"

This question made Cao Jiangjun stunned, and then he thought for a while before answering.

"It seems that you have learned a lot of good things from the old village chief, iron tools are indeed special items, generally speaking, only people in the army can have them, as for our people, few people can see them.

If you go to a merchant and buy it, it's definitely sky-high, so it's really a rare item, which is true. ”

After hesitating for a moment, Cao Yanchao looked at the young man in front of him with a Chinese character face and asked a question that he had always been puzzled about.

"Then you should be my father, right?"

As soon as this question came out, the two adults next to him were immediately stunned, and after a while, Cao Jiangjun took a heavy breath, he thought: Sure enough, this kid has completely forgotten what happened before, although he is very helpless, but he still said with a little anger.

"Stinky boy, I'm not your father, can't it be that you are still my father?"

Looking at Cao Jiangjun with an angry face, Cao Yanchao only reluctantly shrank his head and put on a weak and helpless posture.

This time, it was Zhang Xiaohua who helped Cao Yanchao out of the siege, she already knew Cao Yanchao, and now she shouldn't remember anything, so she asked questions, like a question baby.

Although Zhang Xiaohua was very heartbroken as a mother, she still patiently explained to Cao Yanchao.

"Your father's name is Cao Jiangjun, and he is now working in the construction team in the village, but his current title is already on the top, and if he accumulates work by the end of this year, he should be able to become a hairpin (zan niao).

At that time, we will have more supplies at home, and then you can change to a set of pots, and then your mother will personally make a wild boar meat stew for you, although it is not as fragrant as the village elder, but it will definitely make you feast. ”

After finishing speaking, Zhang Xiaohua looked at Cao Yanchao with a loving face, but seeing that he was still frowning, she knew that he still had something to know, so she had to continue.

"I'm your mother, Zhang Xiaohua, and now I work as a helper in the logistics team in the village, because women can't be knighted, so I usually use to do some handymen, and these horn buns are my remuneration for working in the mill.

And in this, the vegetables are all planted by the mother herself, and the meat strips are regularly sent by the village chief. ”

As a result, seeing that Cao Yanchao was still not satisfied, but his frowning brows had stretched a lot, so Zhang Xiaohua had no choice but to continue.

"You are our own son, your name was Xiaochao when you were a child, four days ago, you went to participate in the sacred ceremony, but you didn't come back until today, my mother still thought, I thought you were no longer alive......"

Speaking of which, Zhang Xiaohua finally couldn't help it, and burst out all the emotions she had accumulated over the past few days, and the whole person was crying, I don't know if I thought it was two big men who had done something to her.

Because Zhang Xiaohua cried like this, he immediately calmed down the two big men on the side, Cao Jiangjun was even more clumsy, he only knew how to sit silently on the side, patting Zhang Xiaohua's back gently, as for comforting words, he wouldn't say a word, a proper straight man of steel.

And Cao Yanchao, who couldn't do anything about it, had to pick up a horn bun with an embarrassed face, and then took a hard bite.

After this mouthful, it was really juice flowing, and as for the taste, it can only be said to be average, except for salty, there is no other taste.

And the taste of this kind of horn bun is actually completely different from bread, but it is more similar to the white flour steamed bun that Chinese people often eat, but the skin part of the horn bun is more crispy, and there is a faint burnt flavor when eaten.

Although the whole horn bun only has a strong salty taste, as Zhang Xiaohua said, it can really be filled.

This thing is much bigger than beef jerky, and the portion size is also larger.

Despite this, Cao Yanchao still divided five by two, and ate a huge horn bun all in his stomach.

Then, Cao Yanchao also patted his little belly and said with a flattering face.

"Mother, this horn bun you made is so delicious, I can eat ten more. ”

Zhang Xiaohua burst into tears and laughed, and then she scolded lovingly.

"You stinky boy, you are still the same as before, a flamboyant little girl, and I don't know how much trouble you will do in the future. ”

After finishing speaking, Zhang Xiaohua also broke more than half of the horn bun that belonged to her, and then handed it to Cao Yanchao.

Although he was a little embarrassed, Cao Yanchao still reached out and took the horn bun handed over by Zhang Xiaohua, which was called an elder's gift, and he didn't dare to resign.

As a result, before Cao Yanchao could say words of thanks, Cao Jiangjun on the side also handed him half a horn bun.

In this way, Cao Yanchao couldn't help but be moved, in fact, according to his original plan.

If, after recognizing each other, the parents treated him badly because of his amnesia, then he would leave and want to come to the old village chief, he should not refuse him to go over to eat and live, right?

But now it seems that there is no need to trouble the old village chief for the time being.

So, Cao Yanchao unceremoniously took the horn bun handed over by his parents, and then Cao Yanchao couldn't help but say.

"Daddy, when the child grows up, he will definitely honor you. ”

As a result, it was only in exchange for Cao Jiangjun and Zhang Xiaohua to look at each other and smile, it was obvious that they didn't care.

As long as Cao Yanchao is still their child, then they are already satisfied, and as for what will happen in the future, it doesn't matter at all.

That night, the family enjoyed a hearty dinner.

Cao Yanchao also discovered a little secret, that is, in the horn bun given to him by his father, there were only vegetables, but there was no meat.

However, this little secret, the three of them did not tell it, but the relationship between the family became closer.

Of course, it is impossible for Cao Yanchao to tell the secret that he is a traverser, which is also his final bottom line.

Cao Yanchao is not one of those bad screenwriters, two fools, when he sees people, he tells others that he is a traverser, for fear that others will not know the fool, in his opinion, low-key development is the king, the more low-key in this unknown world, the safer it is.

And if he really said it, Cao Yanchao didn't know if the young couple could accept such a cruel truth, and would they have a mental breakdown directly?

So in the end, Cao Yanchao decided to share another secret in his heart with his parents.

So after quickly destroying all the food in his hand, Cao Yanchao said with a mysterious face.

"Daddy, the child has something I want to tell you, but the old village chief told me not to tell you, so after you know, don't talk nonsense everywhere, okay?"

Cao Jiangjun and Zhang Xiaohua, who were originally planning to do other things after cleaning up, couldn't help but be stunned after hearing Cao Yanchao's words.

In the end, Zhang Xiaohua said with a smile.

"Xiaochao, if there is anything, just say it, your father and mother will definitely support you. ”

Then Cao Yanchao told him what happened after he woke up at the village chief's house, as well as the wild boar meat stewed in a small half pot, and the old village chief gave each child a big name.

In the end, Cao Yanchao put on a look of being afraid of being heard by others, and said cautiously.

"The most important thing is that it took me a total of three days and three nights to build the foundation this time, and according to the words of the old village chief, my talent should be regarded as the highest one in our village, even higher than the old village chief's talent. ”

But what Cao Yanchao didn't expect was that when Cao Jiangjun and Zhang Xiaohua listened to his words, they all fell into silence.

For a while, Cao Yanchao, who didn't understand the situation, thought that he said it too quietly, causing his parents to not hear it clearly, so he said it again.

As a result, it was Cao Jiangjun and Zhang Xiaohua's silence in exchange, but this time Cao Jiangjun finally replied after hesitating for a while.

"Then you must work hard in the future! You must cultivate well! Don't let down the talent of this body. ”

This unexpected answer made Cao Yanjun stunned, looking at Cao Jiangjun and Zhang Xiaohua with a solemn face, he found that he seemed to be thinking wrong?

So Cao Yanchao resorted to coquettish Dafa, and suddenly threw himself into Zhang Xiaohua's arms, begging bitterly.

"Mother, what's wrong with you? Could it be that the village chief's grandfather lied to me? Building a foundation in three days is actually not a sign of good talent, but a proof of bad talent?"

Maybe he couldn't stand Cao Yanchao's toss, or he was heartbroken for his wife and son, but in the end, Cao Jiangjun explained it to Cao Yanchao.

......

It turned out that this matter had to start with Cao Zu, the ancestor of the Cao family more than 100 years ago.

After the establishment of Black Mountain Village that year, Cao Zu married a beautiful wife from each of the seven subordinate families.

Originally, Cao Zu wanted to balance the interests of several subordinate families through family marriage, but he really succeeded.

Well, at least in the decades that Cao Zu lived, the development of Black Mountain Village has been very smooth, and there have never been major problems, even if there are occasional problems, everyone can work together to solve them.

But more than fifty years ago, after the death of the old man Cao Zu, this delicate balance relationship was broken.

Because Cao Zu gave birth to a total of seven sons back then, everyone was young and middle-aged at that time, although the relationship between the seven brothers was not bad, but the wives behind them had all kinds of interests entangled.

At the beginning, everyone could get along harmoniously, but then there was a big problem in the distribution of benefits, especially at that time, the population of Black Mountain Village also doubled from more than 300 people at the beginning of its establishment to more than 600 people.

With such a large population, it is naturally impossible to eat a big pot of rice like when Cao Zu was alive.

So the seven brothers, after discussing together, decided to split up.

Then, everyone went their own way, so there were seven divisions, and each of them was responsible for the work of the seven labor groups.

They are the hunter group, the collection group, the planting group, the logging group, the logistics group, the construction team, the transport group.

In terms of the allocation of specific resources, it is 2:1:1:1:1:1:1:1, and the remaining 20% of the resources are equally distributed to the seven families as year-end rewards.

If that's the case, there's nothing to say.

However, a year later, the transportation team responsible for going to the city to purchase supplies was attacked by a group of strongmen, although the transportation team carried out, desperate resistance, but when the hunter team rescued, only a few people survived.

As for the various materials carried, they were naturally snatched up.

Originally, the materials were robbed and there was nothing, but the people in charge of transportation this time were basically the people of the seventh room, and due to the very stubborn resistance, it directly led to the men of the seventh room, almost overnight, all the casualties were lost, and even the few who survived were left with lifelong disabilities.

And the most troublesome thing is that even the leader of the transportation team, who was the seventh youngest son among Cao Zu's sons that year, also died heroically.

In this way, Qifang suddenly became the weakest house in Montenegro Village, leaving only dozens of orphans and widows in one room, and they had no ability at all to continue to undertake transportation tasks.

In the end, there was really no way, and the remaining six sons, while planning revenge, cut off the transportation team in this way.

Later, after cutting off the head of the strongman leader with his own hands, he avenged the blood hatred of the dead clansmen of the seven rooms.

The brothers made an agreement with each other, from now on, if they needed to go into the city to purchase supplies, they would be sent by the seven families together, and then the hunter group would send people to guard them.

In the end, according to the number of people sent by each family, the distribution of the remaining ten percent of resources is decided, of course, the twenty percent material rewards each year will also become the rewards of the other six rooms.

As for the remaining orphans and widows in the seventh room, although they are very dissatisfied with this matter, they are also powerless.

It wasn't until more than 20 years later that the emergence of Cao Jiangjun changed the situation.

Cao Jiangjun back then, although he was not as exaggerated as Cao Yanchao, was like the old village chief, and it took two days and two nights to complete the foundation building.

Originally, everything was developing smoothly, and the appearance of Cao Jiangjun also successfully won a part of the benefits for the people of Qifang, and successfully retrieved half of the total resources belonging to Qifang.

Although it is not as good as the beginning of Yicheng, it also snatches back half of the resources lost that year, which can be regarded as a success.

But the good times didn't last long, just more than ten years ago, Cao Jiangjun, as a member of the hunter team, followed other clansmen to participate in the transportation of supplies, but was attacked by strongmen again.

Although, this time, everyone successfully defeated the attack of the strongman and successfully kept most of the supplies.

But Cao Jiangjun was seriously injured by a vicious strongman in that attack.

Although he succeeded in saving his life in the end, Cao Jiangjun's cultivation also stagnated in the fifth-layer warrior realm.

Due to the inability to improve his cultivation, Cao Jiangjun had to withdraw from the hunter group with a good salary.

Entered. The construction team has a relatively stable life.

Later, Cao Jiangjun married, Zhang Xiaohua, the second daughter of the Zhang family, who had been married to Qifang for a long time, and then after a few years, they had their first child, named Xiaochao.

is now Cao Yanchao.

And today's Cao Yanchao seems to be a copy of Cao Jiangjun back then.

Therefore, Cao Jiangjun couldn't help but be a little afraid that his son would follow the same path as him in the future, and he was also afraid that his son, like him, would be trapped in the fifth-layer warrior realm.

But he didn't dare to say it!

After all, Cao Yanchao is only ten years old now, and he still needs to be brave and diligent, if he has any bad ideas, it will be the worst.

However, under Cao Yanchao's repeated questioning, Cao Jiangjun, who had no city government, finally told him the cause and effect of the matter, as for what will happen to him in the future, it depends on the will of God!

After all, if Cao Yanchao is cowardly, then he will be an ordinary person for the rest of his life!

It's nothing, that's what Cao Jiangjun thinks anyway.

However, that is obviously impossible, as a traverser, if Cao Yanjun has been holding on?

Even God (readers) can't stand it.