Chapter 1 The farming baby under Taimiao Mountain

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At the foot of Taimiao Mountain, surrounded by smoke, is a farm village.

There is a farmer in the village called Summer, he is only fourteen years old, but he has been planting for ten years, he only has two acres and three points of land, no matter how hard he planted, every year after being expropriated by the landlord, his remaining grain can only let him eat an average of one and a half meals a day.

He was an orphan and an abandoned baby, and when he was about a full moon, he was picked up by his grandfather, who had planted fields all his life, but when he was four years old, his grandfather left, and he finally survived his struggles with the help around him, and the people around him thought it was a miracle.

He was very thin, and he was exposed to the sun for a long time, so he was also very dark, and although he was not bad-looking, none of the peasant girls looked up to him, just because he was poor.

Grandpa's greatest wish is to help him pass on the family line in the summer, but it costs money to ask the girl, although the summer has saved money for six years, it is that he can't eat enough every day, squeezing out from between his teeth, even so it is far from enough.

The money was put in his underwear pocket and sewn up with needle and thread, which was the lesson he learned from the previous drop of two copper plates, he was already hungry, because he had no money and even failed to eat for two days in a row, although two copper plates could only buy three steamed buns, but his daily food was only one and a half.

The farmers are very poor, and this summer still carries the hoe to his field as usual, and when he passes by the farm compound, he hears the sound of the crowd talking, and he walks inside with some curiosity.

I looked at the surrounding environment, and determined that this family is the home of the three girls who are often called in the yard of the farmhouse, the farmer family is not educated, and the children rarely take names, they are all called by cats and dogs, and the three girls are the third in line, so they are directly called the three girls.

I don't know what's going on today, standing outside, I can hear the crying of the three girls, desolate and desolate.

"Alas, as soon as Old Man Wang leaves, what can these three girls do!"

"The life of the third girl is really bitter, his two elder brothers were affected by the fairy competition only a few years ago, and they lost their lives, and now he is like this. ”

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After listening to it for a long time, Xia understood that those immortals were fighting again, and every time the immortals fought, the people in the farming village would always suffer a few, but the immortals always regarded mortals as dung and didn't even look at them.

There was an inexplicable surge of anger in Summer's chest, he had always been calm, calm until he couldn't cry when his grandfather died, he felt that he should laugh at that time, let his grandfather go without worry, and let him not worry about himself in the sky, but at the moment he was also a little angry.

Touching the two coins and three copper plates of his underwear, he thought about it and squeezed through the crowd and came to the house, the three girls in the house were crying, and there was no one to comfort them, the three girls were not beautiful, their faces were black at least, the peasant family ate poorly, and her figure was mediocre, I remember that she looked like this when she was a child, so I am afraid that the farmer will not want her if she can't afford to marry a daughter-in-law.

Summer walked up to her, tore off her clothes, took out the money, put it on the table, and said, "From today onwards, you will have to rely on yourself!"

He put down the money and left, he didn't regret it, and he felt that it was normal, just as he began to follow adults at the age of four to pick up the ground with a small rake or lay seeds, if people can't rely on others, they can only rely on themselves.

The three girls' dark eyes flashed a little, and they looked at the figure leaving in the summer, and a trace of warmth surged in their hearts.

Pushing away the crowd of summer, walking on the road, without a trace of regret, although in this way he is getting farther and farther away from the possibility of begging the girl, but he is still very happy, he feels that he just did what he should do, and there is the Wang family who helped him when he was a child, and he wants to repay the kindness.

He is still ready to farm, if he doesn't farm for a day, he is likely to have no food for a day, the peasant family is so bitter, especially in this world full of immortals.

He didn't know that there was a pair of eyes in the clouds watching him, a middle-aged man with a mustache on his chin, he nodded with a smile, and stroked his beard with his hands, as if satisfied.

He drove the clouds, flew down, and appeared in front of Summer in an instant, scaring Summer, he saw clearly that the other party came down from the sky, but it was another fairy who was going to fight, and he was afraid that he would run away in a hurry.

But the fairy only waved his hand, and a big hand appeared around him to catch him, and Xia screamed in a hurry, but he couldn't break free from the strength of his body.

"Do you want to learn from me?" the middle-aged man walked up to him with a smile and asked in a gentle tone.

What do the gods look like, they are brutal, they have no one in their eyes, they regard people as dung and ants, how can they talk to people so calmly, as long as there are immortals, someone will die, this is what Summer has always thought.

But the person in front of him twisted his thoughts, he lowered his head and shook his head and said, "I still have to farm, if I don't farm, I won't have anything to eat!"

People who can enjoy three meals a day at will can't understand how bitter people are in the hearts of people who struggle all year round but can only eat one and a half meals.

The middle-aged man's mind that had not fluctuated for a long time was also stirred up by his words, he smiled gently, let go of the big hand of gasification, stroked Summer's head and said, "If you learn the skills, you will have something to eat." ”

When Xia heard this, she raised her head, looked at him with those pure eyes, and said, "Really, can you eat three steamed buns a day?"

Somehow, the middle-aged man felt the urge to cry when he heard his words.

But crying, it disturbed the atmosphere, he laughed and patted Summer on the shoulder and said, "Five a day!"

This middle-aged man's name is Yue Shan, he is the cultivator of Taimiao Mountain, the master of the Bigu period, he saw that the summer was simple, so he moved the mind of accepting the apprentice, although the talent of the summer is not high, but the summer encounter made him think of himself when he was a child, how similar it is, if he didn't meet his master, I'm afraid he is still struggling in this world.

Summer was leaving, but he was reluctant to leave his own dilapidated shack, the tattered furniture in the house, and the two acres and three points of land, and he asked if he could bring these with him.

It made Yue Shan cry and laugh, he said: "There are all these things on the mountain, and they are all very good, so you don't need to bring them." ”

Xia thought about it and took these things to the third girl's house, and said to her: "Three girls, these things will be left to you, I want to learn skills from the master, and when I learn the skills, I will help you take revenge!"

The three girls listened to the tears in their eyes, nodded incessantly, and told them to learn their skills hard in the summer and not waste this opportunity.

This time, everyone in Zhuangzi knew, beating gongs and drums to send Xia away, and those who had bullied him also trembled and contributed some copper plates, and Xia took it all and stuffed it into the hands of the three girls.

Yue Shan saw that the matter of summer had been done, so he took the wine gourd hanging on his waist in his hand and threw it into the sky, only to see that the gourd that could be held in his hand just now suddenly became as big as a small house and fell to the ground, and the people around him were dumbfounded, this is the ability of the gods.

Yue Shan pointed to the summer who was still in a daze, and the summer felt that there was an invisible hand grabbing his body, but he knew that the master would not harm himself, so he let him hold on until the hand put him on the gourd.

Yue Shan immediately jumped up, and then he pinched the trick with his right hand, and the gourd rose into the air, higher and higher, farther and farther away, until the sound of the cheering crowd below could not be heard at all.

"Do you want to cry when you leave home?" Yue Shan asked Summer.

Summer shook her head and said, "I'm going to come back when I learn the skills, so that everyone can eat five steamed buns every day, so I don't have to cry." ”

"You kid" Yue Shan couldn't help laughing, but he was also comforted in his heart.

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