A foreigner came to Shenjia Village, Izumo County, in the northwest of Tianzheng Province, and it is said that Zhao Damiang picked it up when she went up the mountain to collect medicine. It was already evening that day, and Aunt Zhao led a thin horse and carried a young man back to the village. This is already quite a surprise for the already small Shenjia Village. Some people say that Mrs. Zhao picked up a son for herself, and some people say that she is preparing to be her grandson-in-law. There are even more vicious people who say that it is Mrs. Zhao's heart is budding and she picks up a man for herself.

Fang Zheng was sitting in a dilapidated small courtyard in the east of Shenjia Village at this time, holding a firewood knife in his hand and chopping firewood, and a little girl about eleven or twelve years old next to him helped him hand him wood, and his bright big eyes secretly looked at Fang Zheng in front of him with a bit of obvious curiosity. Occasionally, when they met his gaze, his face immediately flushed. Fang Zheng looked a little funny, this age was about the same size as the children he had taught before.

Fang Zheng only woke up this morning, according to the little girl, Fang Zheng was picked up by his grandmother and had been in a coma for three days, and it was the herbs she picked that saved Fang Zheng. Fang Zheng smiled slightly after hearing this, and touched the little girl's head dotingly. And Aunt Zhao, who was watching from the side, was also full of loving smiles.

Without too much rustiness, Fang Zheng felt very comfortable, and from the time he woke up here, he felt as if he had returned to his own home, although he had never had a real home. But this did not affect his definition and mood of this place at the moment.

Aunt Zhao is very old, just for life and the little girl in front of her, she can only rely on going up the mountain to pick some herbs on weekdays to make a living. It was on the way to collect medicine that day that he found Fang Zheng unconscious on a wild dog slope about ten miles away from the village, with a thin horse standing next to him. Although Aunt Zhao is a woman, she has seen too much life and death, she has never been afraid of the dead, and the most terrible thing for her is that her children die in front of her one by one. And she is a kind person, she has lived most of her life and has never even blushed with others. It's just that this god doesn't seem to be able to see such a kind old man living well, the family and country are in turmoil, and the children are dying one by one on the way to escape the famine. She fled here with her only remaining granddaughter, but she was still bullied and ostracized. However, these hardships have never shaken her kindness, and the moment she saw Fang Zheng, she stepped forward to check without hesitation, and after finding out that Fang Zheng was alive, she tried her best to get him on horseback and hunched back.

Fang Zheng sighed again, they all said that creation makes people, does fate also like to play pranks, the first time I came here three years ago was to be rescued in a coma, and now I am playing such a plot again. The difference is only that last time I didn't know why at all, and this time I was really hungry.

Yes, Fang Zheng is hungry. Since returning to the inn that night, clearing his thoughts and making plans to go to Qingyun and his party, Fang Zheng began to make some preparations the next day. When they were separated in the inn, Zhang Meng, a rough man, shed a few tears, which made Fang Zheng's eyes red for a long time. did not refuse the heavy bag of silver that Zhang Mengsai gave him.

As a senior "travel friend", Founder certainly has a wealth of experience. The means of transportation "a thin horse", according to the earth's saying, is "a bundle of grass with fuel consumption of 100 kilometers, economic and environmental protection." I bought a small wooden box of ashes for the "immortal" who turned into ashes, and then brought a big kettle, an iron pot, ten catties of rice noodles, half a month's dry food, and some heat-clearing and detoxifying herbs are all of Fangzheng's belongings. There is no possibility of traveling lightly in this world, at least food is the biggest problem. After this, thousands of mountains and rivers, the official road is fine, there will always be a place to stay, I am afraid that when I reach the land of poor mountains and bad waters, I will not travel but die without a complete preparation. After preparing these, he also ran to buy a few books to relieve his boredom on the way. But I don't want to think that there is too much gap between the ideal and the reality.

After getting ready, there is one of the biggest problems, that is, he doesn't know the road, the irresponsible man in black only said a place name and returned to the west, and Fang Zheng didn't even know where Qingyun Mountain was. But this is not difficult for him, the text is it, but it turns out that he still thinks too simply, almost no one in the entire county seat of Binxian County has heard of any Qingyun Mountain Tianxin faction, and finally got an uncertain answer from a business traveler who travels on a foot, Tianxin faction has not heard of it, but Qingyun Mountain should be in the northwest. This is the original words of the merchant traveler, and it is also hearsay, according to his own boast that the merchant has traveled all over the world for more than 20 years, and the reason why this Qingyun Mountain himself has only heard of it is only one reason - it is out of reach!

Now in Fang Zheng's opinion, the truth may not be far away, at least since he left Bin County all the way to the northwest, and now he has traveled more than 2,000 miles, and he has only met the second person who has heard of Qingyun Mountain, an old man who is more than a year old. The only gain is to prove that this direction is at least the right direction, the old man's message is still northwest, but how far west this northwest is, and where he wants to go north, he doesn't know.

Now it has been more than a month since Fang Zheng left Binxian County, and the first ten days were still smooth, but the way was densely populated, and he drove more than 1,000 miles non-stop. At that time, the road was less and less crowded, and it was almost impossible to see a single figure for more than ten days. Occasionally, he came across a village that was also sparsely populated, so he could only make some simple supplies and continue on the road. Sleeping in the open is the truest portrayal of him along the way, and it was late autumn, and there were too many nights when he could only sit sleepless until dawn by the old horse by the campfire. But Fang Zheng has never regretted it, or even been depressed. Sometimes he wonders if he has masochistic tendencies. Although such a day is fortunate, but never encountered much risk, until one evening he met a few hungry wolves in a mountain forest, which is the only way for a scholar like him who is "powerless" is to run away, fortunately, the old horse is angry, never picked a pick, intermittently escaped all night, to the little girl's mouth of the wild dog slope, people are sleepy and tired of horses and he fainted.

Next, he was naturally rescued by Aunt Zhao. Judging by the time, I should have been lying on the wild dog slope for at least one day. For this reason, he also asked the little girl if there were wild dogs in the wild dog slope, and after getting the little girl's definite answer, he could only sigh that God treated him well this time, and he was not taken by the wild dogs for so long. At the same time, I am even more grateful to Aunt Zhao for saving her life. It's just that how to repay the favor has become a problem, and there is still a lot of silver on him, but according to his understanding of the eldest mother, this is not a good way. Fortunately, although Fang Zheng is a scholar, his hands-on ability has not been bad since he was a child, and he has learned a lot of skills from Zhang Qi and other hunters in the three years of Qingniu, but there are fewer opportunities to practice. Now looking at this dilapidated courtyard, Fang Zheng felt that he should do something.

After splitting the last log in her hand, the sun was already high, and Aunt Zhao didn't go out today, but was busy working in a small thatched hut on the left side of the courtyard that was used as a kitchen. At this moment, he walked out and shouted, "Xiaofang, don't be busy, come over for dinner with Yaya." ”

"Okay" Fang Zheng responded in his mouth, put down the chopped firewood in his hand, and naturally reached out to lead the little girl, but he didn't want the little girl to be like a frightened path, jumping back and dodging, the little face was red and cute. Fang Zheng smiled dumbly, it seems that these problems of modern people have not changed until now. made a grimace at the little girl to relieve her embarrassment, making the little girl giggle. Aunt Zhao watched happily at the door.

After the two washed their hands, Aunt Zhao had already placed a small wooden table in the center of the courtyard, with two small wooden piers next to it, a small porcelain basin in the center of the table, and two plates next to it contained a plate of small pickles and three nests that Fang Zheng didn't know. The smell of meat wafted in and made Fangzheng's index finger move, as if there was some kind of meat in that basin. 、

Fang Zheng came to the table, and he didn't see outside, first beckoned the little girl to step forward, and then went to call Aunt Zhao to come over. It's just that Aunt Zhao said that she had already eaten it, so let the two of them eat it by themselves. Fang Zheng sat down, looking at the scene on the table, but he was distressed. In the basin in the center of the table is indeed meat, chicken. It's the old hen that used to run in the yard in the morning. And at this moment, the little girl is holding a bowl with half a bowl of chicken soup and two chicken feet in it, and she is eating happily. The smell of meat is very tempting, but Fang Zheng can't hold the pair of chopsticks.

Since he arrived in Qingniu three years ago, he has also seen the living conditions of many people, except for Li Zhengdao's house in Qingshui, the life of other families is not too bad, there is no problem with food and clothing, and occasionally there is some meat. Moreover, the villagers of Qingniu came out of the village very well, and came to barter more, and almost every family had a surplus of money, which was also the reason why Zhang Meng brought enough money when they entered the county later.

And now seeing the scene in front of him, Fang Zheng still feels that he thinks too simply, such a feudal society, aside from other factors, the productivity must be far from the earth. Food and clothing is a big mountain in front of most people, and Qingniu is just a special case because of geographical reasons.

Fang Zheng still picked up the chopsticks and sandwiched the chicken legs in the basin into the little girl's bowl, the little girl looked up at Fang Zheng, and then looked down at the chicken legs in the bowl, a little unclear, and the ignorant eyes made Fang Zheng even more sad.

"Brother, don't you like to eat chicken legs?" the childish voice was crisp and crisp.

"I don't like it, my brother has been eating these all the time, and I'm tired of eating them. As she spoke, she gently touched the little girl's head, but this time she didn't hide again.

"But grandma said that my brother had just woken up, his body was weak, and he needed to make up for it, and grandma stewed chicken for you to eat, and you will never be able to eat eggs again. ”

Fangzheng's eyes were slightly red, don't look over and don't want the little girl to see it. He is an emotional person, he has always been since he was a child, and he can't see such a scene the most. At this time, Aunt Zhao heard the movement outside and walked out of the kitchen. "Xiao Fang, what's wrong. ”

"It's okay, auntie, come over too, let's eat together." Aunt Zhao was about to excuse herself, but Fang Zheng had already stood up and walked over to take her arm and carry her to the table.

The three of them sat down at the table, and Fang Zheng did not show his inner emotions, let alone mention any sad topics, but began to talk about some interesting stories, including on the road, in Qingniu Village, and even on the earth.

From time to time, there was a square intermittent sound and the laughter of the little girl in the courtyard, which was blown away in this cool autumn breeze, which seemed to bring a trace of warmth.......