[sd doujinxianliu] Jinse Wuxian fifty strings

The second master kicked him, lost his balance and almost fell backwards.

"My eyesight is also very good!" He said and looked around, "The medicinal wine is in the hands of the bookworm."

Yan Yi stepped out of the shadow temporarily when the old man asked him for something.

Seeing that the old man took the medicinal wine and moved a high stool, sat next to the old man, lifted his calf and sprinkled it on his knees.

Immediately, the whole room smelled of medicinal wine.

"Second Master sprained his knee?"

"No."

"Then why do you also apply medicine?"

"He just hurt his foot."

Injured at a young age, shattered kneecap.

It doesn't matter how many years you've recovered. When it rains, you feel sore like rheumatism. It's an old disease.

Summer, autumn and winter are fine, but spring is the hardest, and it often rains for a week.

Yanyi felt that it was very hard work. The old man laughed, saying that it was painful for him when he was just injured, and Lazard had to be taken care of. He said that he had to help the second master to go to the toilet. What, copy it and greet people.

"Believe it or not, I'll use this thing to greet you if you keep talking." The second master squeezed the medicinal wine bottle tightly in his hand, calm and composed.

"Then you should cure my talkative disease first, I didn't nag so much before."

The old man's hand pinching the bottle loosened and tightened again.

It turns out that the old man also cared about being old.

Yanyi always thought that he was someone who would not recall the past.

The heavy rain stopped the next day, but Yan Yi was temporarily unable to go out because of a sprained foot.

The old man who had to let the old man rub his knee with medicine yesterday changed his knee, and it was very easy to get in and out. It was so easy to see Yan's claws scratching his heart. Every time he tried to stand up and take a few steps, the pain arose. Have to pump.

Yan instantly understood why the second master lost his temper with the old man who helped him to the toilet.

This is the fact, only when you fall on yourself can you understand others, but if you sprain your feet, you are already quite irritable.

Once irritable, it lasts for several days.

When the old man checked and said he was fine, Yan Yi couldn't wait to jump up and down a few times, it didn't hurt at all.

Forget it, it's a waste to delay for so many days. If it weren't for such a moth, I might have gone to the places I mentioned earlier.

More irritable is yet to come.

A phone call came from my family, saying that I have been away for four or five days, and I will go back to work in the city if I have nothing to do.

When Yan thought about it, the place where he spent the longest time in Quetong Village was actually the cornfield of the old man's house.

This morning Yanyi packed his backpack and set foot on the mountain road alone.

The highest mountain in Quetong Village.

Before going out, I greeted the two uncles. The old man found a bag and stuffed some sweet potatoes and eggs into it, and put them in a bag as snacks.

Thinking about it on the road, it was really heartwarming.

The morning glow is all over the sky, and the more you go up the mountain, the thicker the white mist will be, and it will leave bright water stains on the skin, which is a bit cold.

Yanyi followed the route he asked the old man beforehand, and soon felt strenuous, sweating profusely, and felt a tingling pain in his ankle.

I thought it might be because the burden was too heavy. After all, the place where I got sprained was just right. I found a rock and sat down to rest my feet. I drank a bottle of water in one go.

Looking back, the mountain was completely white, and I couldn't see how far I had traveled.

The open four fields, surrounded by smoke, seem to be the only one in the world.

It was eerily quiet.

Just as he was about to continue on the road, he heard a clear and shallow singing sound not far away.

The voice is immature, the melody is melodious, and it gradually becomes louder, echoing very clearly in the mountains.

Yan Yi felt vaguely familiar with this tune, wondering where he had heard it before.

And I heard it not too long ago.

While pondering in situ, black shadows gradually appeared in the white mist, making it difficult to see clearly.

Mou~

Yan Yi was taken aback.

Mou~~~

After walking a few steps forward, the bull's head appeared abruptly, apparently grazing, with a pair of big eyes staring at Yanyi, with a tuft of green grass hanging from its mouth, chewing non-stop, and blowing air from its nostrils.

"Who?"

Yan Yi let this voice shout back to God.

The ox walked in the direction of Yanyi, nibbling the turf on the ground, followed by a little boy who was just as tall as the ox's back.

Holding the ox rope in his hand, his eyes flickered.

Before Yan Yi could make a sound, the little boy giggled first, pointed at him and said, "Aren't you the one who got hit by Grandpa Sugar's wife and rolled on the ground that day and got a nosebleed?!"

Yan Yi immediately felt that this doll was really hideous.

But I heard something new.

"Grandpa Tang's wife?"

The little boy was not afraid of life at all, and still had a playful smile on his face, "Ah, yes, Grandpa Sugar's wife."

"His surname is Tang?"

"Ah? No, my dad told me what his name is, but I don't remember. He really likes sweets. The children in our village call him Grandpa Sugar."

Yan Yi completely forgot the purpose of going up the mountain, and started to follow curiosity.

"What about the other one?"

"Grandpa Sugar said it was his wife, and he wants us to call it that too."

"You know Sugar Grandpa very well?"

"He met me on the road and often traded sweet potatoes for sugar with me. Grandpa Sugar's wife said that Grandpa Sugar lost his teeth so quickly because he ate too much sugar."

Yan Yiji took it for granted that he thought of how the old man enjoyed eating candy by the Xiaoxi Lake a few days ago.

"What's your name, kid?"

The boy smiled and said, "Hey, my name is Xiaomu."

Qingling's doll can show its pointed canine teeth when it smiles.

"Grazing cattle on the mountain so early?"

"kindness."

"Tsk, you have such a small body, if the cow doesn't want to go home, can you hold it?"

"I couldn't touch it before, but now that I'm familiar with it, why can't I touch it?"

"Hey, since you couldn't hold him back before, you still go up the mountain to herd cattle?"

"Grandpa Sugar, help me! Sometimes it's Grandpa Sugar's wife."

The more you listen, the more interesting it becomes.

It seems that the fight with the little kid is very hot, and Grandpa Sugar is really close to each other.

Is it because there are no relatives?

"Your Sugar Grandpa sounds like he likes kids?"

"Grandpa Sugar's wife also likes it. He often buys candy for us to eat, but he doesn't give it to Grandpa Sugar."

"They have no relatives?"

"I don't know, but it's true that I've lived here for a long time. My dad said he has known him for more than 20 years. Hey, you don't know. Grandpa Sugar is so funny. Everyone in the village knows that he likes to sleep when he does farm work. Once he came to Helping our family cut rice and sleeping on the edge of the field, Grandpa Tang's wife didn't like it, so he turned over and went into the ditch, and the whole village knew about it, ha."

Xiaomu is just like the birds in the mountains, chirping for a long time without feeling tired.

Yan Yi didn't feel bored listening to it, after all, whether everything he said was lively enough, it sounded as comfortable as going to the countryside to breathe fresh air after staying in the city for a long time.

Among them, Yanyi wanted to understand why the occasional disobedience these days, no matter how much he heard about the old man and the second man, he couldn't hear the most important key, such as the most basic name Do not know at all.

The cattle ate all the way, walking farther and farther, Xiaomu suddenly found that his hand was empty, and the ox rope was out of his hand at some point, so he panicked, didn't even bother to say goodbye, and ran all the way to chase after him. went.

From this angle, Yanyi came to Zhang Wu to find someone.

The photos are all white, revealing a figure, vaguely, like looking at flowers through fog.

When Xiaomu caught up with the ox and led it back, Yanyi hadn't left yet, and was sitting there gnawing sweet potatoes.

As soon as Yan saw him, he hurriedly dug out two from his bag and handed them to him.At first Xiaomu didn't have the nerve to ask for it, but Yanyi talked too much, so he reached out to take it, and sat on the rock with Yanyi to eat.

On the same day, Yanyi was taken by Xiaomu from going up the mountain to returning through the small forest.

I thought it would cost me two sweet potatoes to hire a tour guide, which would be much more cost-effective than traveling to other provinces.

In particular, both of them are capable of talking nonsense, talking about everything in the sky and on the earth, completely eliminating the boringness of going up the mountain alone in the morning, and not feeling too tired after going down to the small forest, and took a bunch of photos.

On the way back, Xiaomu sang a song, Yanyi listened to it and identified it, it was the song he heard when they first met in the morning.

The scalper often yells a few times, one match and one long cry, which sounds like a kind of harmony.

He would find it pleasant to listen to. When asked what the song was, Xiaomu said the name was a nursery rhyme, and all the children in the village could sing it. Grandpa Sugar even grabbed a handful of peanuts to learn from him.

Yanyi finally understood why he felt this song was familiar this morning.

An old man who likes to sing.

The old man who likes to sing nursery rhymes at bedtime.

Haha.

After laughing, I suddenly remembered to take a picture of this doll to commemorate today's happiness.

Xiaomu yelled at the ox to bend its front legs, and after climbing up the ox's back, the ox stood up again, and the shepherd boy rode the ox, under the old banyan tree.

After the pictures were taken, Xiaomu immediately jumped off the cow's back to look at them, picked out the one he liked, and put the rest in his backpack.

The two came down from the mountain laughing and chattering, and the scalper walked slowly ahead, mooing and singing.

sunset.

As soon as he entered the village, Xiaomu's father was rushing up with a root vine, cursing: "Where is the brat going crazy again! Is the cow fed enough?! You have been crazy for a whole day and you still know how to come back! Your mother is about to be killed by you!" Mad!"

Xiaomu let go and ran wildly, the scalper stood still and chewed what was in his mouth, stared at it for a while, dragged the ox rope and continued walking with his tail flicking.

Obviously, Xiao Mu was in great pain from being whipped a few times, pointing at the cow and shouting that the cow ran away, the cow ran away!Let Xiaomu daddy continue to slap the cane, furious, think that the bull is you!Niu is going home!Cows know the way home, you are worse than a beast!

Chickens and dogs jump.

The next day Yanyi took advantage of his good mood to pack up his things and planned to return to the city tomorrow.

When sorting out the photos, I glanced at Xiaomu riding a bull, and counted them carefully, four or five photos, in the sunny midsummer, a scalper with a more camera-like look than Xiaomu, with a lively calf on its back, haha.

This trip to the countryside was rewarding.

The photo of the old man and the old man became the bottom of the bag