In the small villages around Fuyu Town in the Min Kingdom on the Shenlong Continent of China, every poor family has a full stomach with sweet potato porridge every day, plus a few pickles, and two meals a day, let alone being full.

This is caused by years of war and several years of drought, every day God makes the earth extremely hot, and the people in the village use the water in the wooden barrel under the sun.

A small scoop is sprinkled on the half-dead seedlings.

The eyes of the villagers were confused for a day or two, and the officers and soldiers of Kaichun had taken away all the grain, and they also took the strong villagers away as soldiers, and everyone knew the result of never coming back once they went, so what.

The war between countries is beyond the control of the common people, not to mention the war of the entire continent, most of them are the greedy desires of the emperor, in the past few decades, the big countries have eaten the small countries, and the years of killing have been continuous, people are not as happy as birds, beasts, fish and insects, at least they are free and will not panic.

The adults in the village are busy carrying water and green in the fields from morning to night, which is the key to ensuring the survival of food and drink this year.

And Shizi's family is three big living people, his parents are busy in the field, so they play by themselves, wearing a small gray and white cloth coat, wearing gray and yellow shorts, which seems to be an adult's big boxer pants, after the change, wearing his smaller body looks more funny.

Standing barefoot on a big rock, I discussed with a few friends around me whether it was better to catch a mountain mouse or a hare, or to catch fish in the river a few miles away.

This can improve the family's food is also what they are willing to do, the stone is their leader, as soon as they open their mouth, they will settle down to catch fish, the river is far away, a few miles away, a few children sweating profusely, and finally arrived to see the river.

The adults by the river are carrying water, and the stone took his friends to the downstream to walk a little, this big river was not a big drought a few years ago, it was a few miles wide, and now the adults walked fifty steps over.

The river is shallow enough to reach the children's knees, so the adults who carry the water next to them are not worried at all, and let the children catch fish and play in the water.

Shizi took the bamboo building and put it into the river, and asked the friends to start moving stones to block the river, and there were two girls in a few partners.

Xiaoya and Maoya took two small bamboo baskets and put them into the river, the river was too shallow to stop the dam for a while.

Shizi said, "Erwang, Xiaochai, Goudan and Dunzi, you go and drive the fish down from the top down, Mao Ya and Xiaoya, you are optimistic about the bamboo basket."

There is a small gap in the figure-eight barrage stone dam, and the large and small fish are sealed with bamboo baskets, and the children are driven into the bamboo baskets several times, and the bamboo baskets are full, as if they are full, and they are full of fish.

Tonight the family can drink fish soup, and then it is time to play, and the happy time will soon pass and it will be dark.

The sun sets to reflect the fiery red clouds, and a small breeze blows on the children's bodies, which is the most comfortable.

Before leaving, the children would catch a few beautifully shaped stones in the river, and when the children returned to the village, it was already dark and the fish were all home.

As soon as she entered her yard, Shizi's mother said, "Bring the fish and get food for your grandfather."

The stones waited for the meal to begin, sorting the stones he had brought back, which were his favorite toys, and the gifts that his two brothers had given him before they were taken away, as well as the stones of different shapes that he had accumulated and piled up in the corners of the house.

Looking at the two stones that I got back today, one green one is very transparent and warm to the touch, and the other is like a small flower basket with a purple hazy light, which feels suction in my hand but is very smooth.

Take two small odd stones and show them to his father.

"Father, look at these two stones, it's so strange, look," Shi Zi said with a smile.

Shizi's father's surname is Zhao, and he is an honest and sturdy middle-aged man who has raised three sons.

The eldest son, Jinshi, and the second son, Yinshi, had just turned sixteen two years ago, and they were arrested by a group of officers and soldiers to serve as soldiers, leaving the younger son to regard them as treasures.

Especially after the two eldest sons were taken away, they were distressed and didn't even have a big name, so Shizi was lucky to be named Zhao Shiyi by the only literate person in the village.

This also cost two fish and a handful of peanuts at a high price, in fact, the Zhao family has a genealogy, and the relative stone characters are just in it.

And this person named Ma Wuqi knows less than two or three crosses, but this also makes him famous in the village.

"It's time to eat," the mother cried

Shizi's father was still holding the stone and looking at it, "Child, mother, you also look at these two stones, they are very beautiful and there is a little light."

Shizi's mother also held it in her hand and watched, and Shizi picked up the bowl and chopsticks and ate it, and ate a mouthful of sweet potato porridge and a mouthful of small fish.

Shizi's mother took out a very thick hemp rope from the basket, wrapped the purple basket-like stones, and hung them around Shizi's neck.

Then the three of them began to eat, and after the meal, under a small gray oil lamp on the table, the family looked at the two strange stones and studied them for a long time.

The father said, "Child, mother, you take that warm emerald green stone and make a bag for the child to take with him."

Shizi's mother immediately found a small piece of cloth and began to make it.

The father picked up the cigarette pouch and smoked the light of the cigarette flickered, and the stone began to fall asleep quietly in the small purple basket he looked at on the small wooden bed.

After a long time, I fell asleep and began to dream, and a bright white oval space appeared in the dream.

There was a bamboo bookshelf inside, and on the ground was a small sword less than an inch long, like a toy, and a knife of the same size next to it.

There are many words written on the walls of this oval space.

There are three sections on the bamboo bookshelf, and the bottom layer has a lot of white and seven-colored bright stones, the size of which is about the same as red dates, and there are five boxes next to it, red, blue, purple, gray stones, and an empty box.

The second compartment is a book and a few black ropes.

There is a small incense burner on the top of the grid, and the lid of the incense burner is placed next to it, and the ashes are scattered next to it.

The stones were touched and picked up by their hands, so that the stones stayed in the oval space all night until dawn.

When the day dawned, Shizi's eyes were straight and he looked ahead, thinking about the strange dream of last night, and then felt a warm temperature on his navel, and looked down to see a small cloth bag sewn into the waistband of his pants, which was very warm and comfortable.

The child is a child who doesn't think deeply, gets out of bed as soon as he turns over, lifts the lid of the pot and eats, and then goes out to find his friends to play.

On the big stone at the entrance of the village, the stone is also discussing with his friends to go there to play.

The children were very envious when they saw the small basket-like stones around their necks, so they all asked where they had gotten.

The stone said, "What do you like when you pick it up by the river?"

In particular, the eyes of the two girls inside were shining, and they were all shouting to go to the river to try their luck again.

Then they set off, but today when they caught fish, the stone took the flint and the rope, and there was a long pole.

The bamboo basket was held by the three boys, Erwang and Xiaochai, and Mao Ya and Xiaoya followed the side of the stone, and their eyes looked down at the small flower basket stone on the neck of the stone from time to time.

Walk to the river, Shizi tells them to do those things to catch fish.

He was picky and couldn't eat like he was going to the other side of the river and began to look for dry branches and pull weeds, and there was a hairy girl beside him.

Because Mao Ya likes this skinny little guy with a black face very much, he follows the stone every time he plays.

The stone begins to weave the rope cage by hand with a rope, and then hangs it on a long pole.

The two of them began to look for the rabbit burrow, where there were many hares and mountain rats, and there were no houses on the other side of the river, and all the woods were there, and they began to block up a few burrows with earth, leaving one to put on the edge of the burrow.

Walk to a blocked hole and dig it, and use flint to light dry branches and weeds and blow all the smoke into the hole.

It didn't take long for a while, after a few cups of tea, a big fat rabbit couldn't help choking, and the big fat rabbit turned into the rope cage at once, and saw a rabbit that couldn't run and couldn't run with a long pole, and ran out without a few tens of meters, and then called the stone to grab the pole and lift the big fat hare to hand one.

Today's harvest was good, and I caught four, and the sun set on the top of the mountain again, and it was time for my friends to go home.

But today, the little friends who catch fish in the river have one more project, pick up beautiful stones, but none of them are like the one around the neck of the stone, the stone also picked up a few strange stones, did not look carefully, he likes to go home to appreciate.

When I arrived at the entrance of the village, Shizi left one of the fattest rabbits to take home.

Mao Ya took a piece of it and gave it to the rest of the friends, and Shizi trotted all the way home to pick up the big fat rabbit and look at his father with a smile.

The father also nodded happily and said, "Today's is good, my pebble can bring game to the family every day," touched the pebble's head, and a simple smile hung on his face.

As soon as the delicious rabbit meat was put on the table tonight, the family was very happy to eat the fragrant rabbit meat and the fish soup left over from yesterday, and Zhao's father simply drank a glass of wine.

After the meal, Shizi looked at the toys he picked up, then looked at the flower basket stone on his neck, and then touched the warm green stone in the waistband of his pants proudly.

After playing for a while, I was a little sleepy, because I was tired from running and playing all day, so I was sleepy quickly, so I got into my own small bed, lay down and looked at the stone on my neck, and then slowly fell asleep.

This night, Shizi dreamed of this oval space again, and this time he also tried to grab the things on the shelf.

It's still the same, and then just look at the writing on the wall.

Shi Zi looked at the words, scratched his head with a smile, and said, "When I recognize you, then I will be more capable than Uncle Ma, and when the time comes, someone will ask me to name and read letters."

Then he began to gesture with his hands, learning to write very seriously, and while watching, he wrote and drew in the air, and slowly dawned.

My parents had already gone to work in the fields, and when I got up to eat, I thought that I was going to catch a mouse, and other things.

This is a kind of fun and the joy of the adults in the family, every day the children go out so that they will add vegetables to the house, and the children are so few that the rest of the family is envious of the helpless years.

The children at the entrance of the village who were preparing to leave looked at a man in a yellow robe and earth-colored coat outside the entrance of the village.

A small bamboo lattice box behind him, holding a broken oilcloth bamboo umbrella, a long wooden hairpin inserted into his white hair bun, and an earthy yellow face The old man walked slowly towards the village step by step.

When the children saw it, they ran to the ground and told the adults that they had gone.

Before that, Ma Wuqi, the only literate person in the village, said that the scribe who could write and read articles was dressed like this.

Shizi is the same, and he rushes straight to the ground to find his parents to see a scholar.

Shi Zi ran quickly, and saw at a glance that his father was carrying this load of water in the field, sweating on one end, and the sweat cloth around his neck was shaking like a flat burden, and the flat shoulder was swaying up and down, and the sweat cloth was also shaking like dancing.

Shizi's mother squatted in the field, lifted up the withered and wilted seedlings, and then poured water on the ground, and as soon as the water was poured on the ground, she immediately burrowed into the field, like a thirsty person who ran out of water at once.

The heat continues like this, not to mention the fragile seedlings.

It is estimated that they will be ruthlessly sunburned to death by the sun after a while, but the family still insists on saving the lives of weak seedlings, so as to exchange for a meager harvest in autumn.

When my father saw the stone coming, he shouted, "Shizi, what are you doing here, go back quickly."

Shi Zi happily replied, "There is a learned old man in the village, who is what Uncle Ma said, and he is dressed differently from us."

Father and mother heard what Shizi said, this is a great joy to miss, and then the father put down the bucket, "Child, let's go and see the excitement for a while and come back and water the ground."

So the family of three went straight from the field to the village to see what was happening to the old gentleman.