Next to the continuous forest in the west of the Siyue border, there is a small village, the village is not big but complete, not much behind those magnificent and majestic cities, the long road from the village to the market has always been a problem for the people in the village to complain, but fortunately, most of the people in the village are from the hunters, and it is common to run around for a day.

In the southernmost corner of the village, stubbornly squatting in a small wooden house, which looks a little shaky on a snowy day, squatting in front of the wooden house squatting two little ghosts, under two pairs of little hands that are red by the snow, there is a snowman who is not tall or small, and the boy with a tiger head wants to stick a branch in the snowman's face as a nose, but he almost pushes the snowman down.

The little girl next to her immediately gathered a few freckles on her nose, and hurriedly slapped away his hand to hold the crooked snowman, and the boy shrank his head, thinking that the girl was going to call him stupid again, but the little girl only cared about moving the snowman and had no time to blame him, so the boy quietly put his mind down.

The snowman was built, the little girl smiled sincerely, and she didn't care about the little boy's clumsiness, and under the goose feather snow, the boy rubbed his hands and asked: "Mu Bai, it's only snowing in September now, your father is very knowledgeable, did he tell you why this is?"

The little girl thought about it very seriously, then shook her head and asked, "Do you know?" The boy, who was less than ten years old, nodded solemnly, and then said mysteriously: "My father is sad to see off an old general." ”

The girl, whose appearance was destined to be open, tilted her head, not knowing what to do, so she had to turn to ask: "If it snows, it snows, what do you care about?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the little boy was beaten, and the little girl said, "What's the matter, you are stupid and can't be a general." The boy was speechless, and the girl then said wistfully: "I must marry the kind of hero who rides a five-flowered horse." The stupid boy hung his head and didn't speak.

After a while, the girl stopped fantasizing, looked at the childhood sweetheart beside her with a decrepit face, pulled down his sleeve, and shouted crisply: "Let's go, let's eat!"

The boy also saw the young man dressed in snowflakes, his eyes were a little vigilant, and the girl called Mu Bai blinked quickly with big eyes, thinking to himself, this big brother is really good-looking.

Ji Lingsheng stood in front of the fence, his expression was in a trance, he remembered how similar and completely different the scene was many years ago, an old boy stood on the roof of the Ji family's compound, pointed to the sunset, and shouted: "Lao Tzu will marry the best woman in the world in the future!", the girl behind him just giggled.

"Dad, a guest is coming!", Ji Lingsheng was awakened by a cry, and looked at the two children who were only seven or eight years old, at this time a tall and thin man ran out of the smoke room next to the main house, the man was covered with black charcoal ash, which made the two children laugh, the man glared, the boy held back his smile, and the girl was still unscrupulous.

The man smiled helplessly at Ji Lingsheng, picked up the snow at random and wiped his cheeks, walked in front of Ji Lingsheng, quickly looked at the dark horse that was particularly powerful, and hugged his fists and said: "Contemptible Zhang Fengyu, I don't know what this son is doing here?"

There is only one official in the village, that is, the obese post man like a moth, the big man and this remote village can't fight together, Zhang Fengyu can also see that this kind of noble mount is not something that even a county order can not be compared to the post man can have, so it is not too much to call a son, don't rich people like a good name?

Ji Lingsheng opened his chapped lips and smiled: "Brother, can you beg for saliva to drink?", Zhang Fengyu was stunned for a moment, noticed Ji Lingsheng's appearance of trekking remotely, considered it in the courtyard, and nodded in agreement.

Zhang Fengyu asked her daughter to take Ji Lingsheng into the house, and she went to place the horses, but she didn't find the reins after going around, and she was a little embarrassed for a while, Ji Lingsheng laughed softly: "Don't worry about that beast." The black wind horse's face was long, and there was a displeased sound in his nose, and he jumped over the fence and ran away.

Zhang Fengyu, who has been a hunter for many years, also had to praise a good horse from the bottom of his heart, Ji Lingsheng didn't answer, shook off the snow on his body and followed the house, and the little boy who had been vigilant about this foreign stranger stood at the door, thinking about whether to go home and tell Daddy, but as soon as Zhang Fengyu beckoned him to come in for dinner, he forgot about it.

When I entered the house, the heating came in, because the outer wall of the house was covered with a layer of black mud to block the wind and snow, so that the inside of the house seemed to be warm like spring. The little boy Zhang Mubai was also entertaining guests for the first time, and he didn't know how to beckon Ji Lingsheng to sit down, looking a little nervous, but the boy who was often scolded by her sat unceremoniously by the stove to roast the fire, which made Zhang Yatou angry.

The room is not large, the furnishings are simple, every simple piece of furniture is covered with traces of poverty, but it is still clean and tidy, plus the crude brushes and paper placed on the wooden table in the corner of the room, there is a trace of the Sven atmosphere that has not been buried by the reader.

Ji Lingsheng walked over and looked at the ink-stained yellowed paper on the top, the earthworms crawling all over the paper, Ji Lingsheng smiled dumbly, this is almost the same as the old man's handwriting, it will really muddy the eyes of the reader.

The words are crooked, there is no tendon at all, as if it is from the hand of a child, Ji Lingsheng glanced at the braided girl who was disturbed by his fingers, the little girl was already flushed when she saw him laughing, and now she was caught by the tail, so she simply broke the can and fell, and hurriedly took the new paper below to cover the ghost drawing.

"How many words have you learned?", hearing Ji Lingsheng's cold question, the girl crossed her fingers and thought about it, stretched out her two hands, carefully looked at Ji Lingsheng's reaction, and quickly withdrew one hand, just looked at the handsome and handsome big brother in a daze.

Ji Lingsheng smiled, and didn't ask if it was fifty words or five words, if he knew that the girl knew a thousand words, he would be surprised, the girl with braids used ten fingers to indicate that she had learned a thousand words, and temporarily remembered that her father occasionally said that a woman is virtuous if she is not talented, so she gave half of it less.

A woman came out of the kitchen, the girl called her mother obediently, and when she saw Ji Lingsheng in the room, the woman's face was a little unnatural, and at this time Zhang Fengyu happened to come in and explained: "This son has traveled a long way and wants to rest at our house." ”

The woman's face had a hint of imperceptible embarrassment, and she wanted to speak and stopped, but in the end she didn't say anything, Zhang Fengyu knew her daughter-in-law's thoughts, asked Ji Lingsheng to sit down and rest, and then turned around and followed her daughter-in-law into the kitchen.

"There is not much surplus food at home, you will bring someone home, if it goes on like this, won't our mother and daughter starve to death?", Zhang's daughter-in-law pulled her man into the kitchen, whispered and said anxiously in his ear, Zhang Fengyu defended: "Then on this snowy day, you can't drive others outside, and besides, this little brother doesn't look like a bad person." ”

The middle-aged woman who complained a little saw the gentle smile on her husband's face, and didn't say anything, but silently calculated in her heart that the surplus food at home could be dealt with for a few days. ”

The daughter-in-law of the Zhang family disagreed, "How can this work, the snow is so heavy, where did the roe deer come from to beat you, and the old troublesome brother Qin is not good." Zhang Fengyu nodded yes, and this matter was brought over.

Ji Lingsheng sat on a simple soft collapse wrapped in animal skins, and beside him was the little boy who was not very clever when he looked at it, and the boy seemed to have never waited to see this tall young man with a cold breath, and kept staring at Ji Lingsheng with scrutinizing eyes.

Ji Lingsheng, who was alone, naturally didn't care about the unkind gaze from a big fart, and even didn't react to the boy sneaking to touch the black strip of cloth wrapped in the sickle on his back.

Zhang Mubai didn't see the small action here, but just took a teacup from his mother and poured a cold white open for Ji Lingsheng, Ji Lingsheng took it with a smile, and didn't care about the woman's behavior of wiping the cup with an apron.

After a while, the woman Zhang Luo and the two children went to serve the dishes, a few dishes of home-cooked side dishes were served, the little girl served the dishes while her eyes were about to fall into the bowl, for her who usually has a plate of fried food can live these are the delicacies of the mountains and seas, as well as meat dishes, I remember that the last time I ate fresh meat seemed to be the New Year.

After a few people sat down, the woman slapped off her daughter's hand that hurriedly went to pick up the vegetables, and served Ji Lingsheng a meal first, Ji Lingsheng thanked the little girl and gave the little girl a few chopsticks and meat, but the girl was very happy, and she also had a good impression of Ji Lingsheng in her gobbling up.

Zhang Fengyu brought a pot of wine, looking at the ashes, it should have been treasured for a long time, and the simple man endured the pinch under his daughter-in-law's table and smiled: "Where is the son, and what is the name?", Ji Lingsheng only said that his surname was Ji, and let the man call himself his little brother.

The girl swallowed the rice, silently recited this rare surname in her heart, and secretly thought about the strokes of the word. Zhang Fengyu poured Ji Lingsheng a full glass of wine, poured himself another glass, and said with a smile: "My brother Qin is also good, I haven't been willing to take it out after coming to the house a few times, this time let Ji Gongzi taste it, if the wine is not mellow, don't blame." ”

Ji Lingsheng directly did it first as a respect, Zhang Fengyu was happy, the two of them drank back and forth, and the wine was over three rounds, this Orion who was born as a scholar drank a lot, but his mouth was not idle, and he was so drunk that he talked nonsense, and it is estimated that his daughter's baby relatives were also finalized in this way.

Ji Lingsheng, who can relieve hangover in a week after the aura circulates in his body, naturally does not get drunk, but his throat feels hot, and he is happy to chat with Zhang Fengyu about some interesting things while eating vegetables and drinking.

The middle-aged woman sat aside, watching her man's drunken talk, or the occasional poetry, like a scholar in her bones, the woman always looked at it gently, and she didn't get bored after watching it for more than ten years, everyone said that she was confused, married to a wreck, she didn't agree, she heard that everyone who reads hands are touching pen and paper, but she met a reader who vowed to support her with both hands, just by virtue of this, she is a good man, his own man always said that it was his luck to meet her, but his own family is not happy.

The two children listened to the noisy words and thought about it, the little girl listened carefully, interjecting from time to time to ask some questions from all over the world, although the people in the village looked down on her father, but she also looked down on the group of people who didn't even know the words, Wen Ke taught his children to read, Wu Ke raised his wife and a young wife, isn't Daddy a hero in the world?

The little boy with a tiger head and a tiger brain held his cheeks, envying the lives of these adults, is it possible to marry Mu Bai when he grows up? In private, his father told him that Uncle Zhang was a capable reader, and he would learn more from him in the future, and the boy believed it very much, he admired two people the most, Uncle Zhang, who could write, and his father, who often beat his ass, wasn't my father a general before?