Those years when I was a tool person

One night, Song Xin struggled with the rope, and after a few attempts, she was thrown out of anger. Seeing Rong Ying lying on the bed sleeping soundly, she was about to crawl on the bed.

He thought that Rong Ying was already asleep, and carefully rubbed himself on the bed, but he didn't expect Rong Ying to be on guard against his move, and he was kicked off the bed as soon as he climbed onto the bed.

Song Xin lost his temper because of being tossed about by the rope, but now he simply fell asleep on the ground as if he was lying.

Seeing him like this, Rong Ying didn't try to persuade him, but threw a quilt on him.

The one on the bed, the one on the floor, the two of them shared the same room, and lived in peace all night.

Waking up early the next morning, Rong Ying took Song Xin down the mountain.

The night in the mountains was damp and cold, and Song Xin slept on the ground with back pain. He yawned and asked Rongying, "Where are we going?"

"Kiba."

"Didn't you say that you are not with those people? Could it be that you are lying to me!" Song Xin thought that he had just stepped out of the tiger's mouth and into the wolf's den, and his face turned pale with fright.

Rong Ying glanced at him, a little helpless: "Don't worry, no one will bully you this time."

Song Xin thought of when he was first brought to the woodyard, a group of people relying on their familiarity with the superintendent, and entrusted him to do all the work. One person had to do the work of four or five people, and if there was something that didn't suit their wishes, they would return it. To be whipped, he couldn't stand it, so he had the courage to run outside.

"Can you promise?"

Rong Ying: "Yes, those people dare not make mistakes in front of me."

I haven't seen Rong Ying's skills with my own eyes yet, but thinking of the reaction of those thugs who saw him yesterday, Song Xin felt that his words were credible, but even if what Rong Ying said was true, he still wanted to fight for it. : "Is it necessary to go?"

"The mountains and forests here stretch for nearly a hundred miles, surrounded by mountains, deep forests and dangerous roads, wild animals are everywhere, and miasma is overgrown. No one can go out alone. If you want to leave here, you can only wait for the timber yard to transport timber, and follow the transport The team went out of the mountain together." Rong Ying's words were mixed with truth and falsehood, mainly to scare Song Xin so that he would not dare to run out by himself.

"Although the lumber yard is strict and the tasks are heavy, each worker does not do it for nothing. After collecting enough wood, they will distribute money uniformly as a reward for the coolies."

Song Xin's eyes lit up when he heard the word reward.He had just come to another world, and he did not have the coins of this era on his body. Whether it is modern or ancient, without money, it is difficult to move an inch. If the wood factory really paid the workers, it would not be impossible to stay.

only--

"Are you sure they only let me do the normal job for one person?"

"rest assured."

Song Xin really felt relieved.

I have to listen to the words of my savior and future master.

The roads in the forest were made day after day by the coolies in the lumberyard. Some surrounding trees had been cut down, and after no one came, they were slowly covered by weeds.

Song Xin walked with one foot deep and one foot shallow, as slow as an old lady with bound feet.

Rong Ying, who was walking in front, stopped again and waited for him to catch up. Seeing him staring at the ground full of dead branches and fallen leaves, not daring to step down, and hesitantly, his figure flashed to his side.

"What, what's wrong?"

Song Xin looked at Rong Ying looking him up and down, feeling uneasy for some reason.

Rong Ying wanted to take Song Xin over with his light work, but he was not as tall as Song Xin, and it was uncomfortable for both of them to grab the collar.After looking at it, he found that the height of the belt was the most suitable, so he asked, "Is the belt tight?"

Song Xin didn't understand why Rong Ying asked this suddenly. He tried it out, and after confirming it, he answered, "It's very tight."

"That's good."

"What... ahhh! Help!"

Before Song Xin could react, Rong Ying grabbed his belt and lifted him into the air. He jumped on the branches a few times, shortening the distance in the mountains by more than half.

He took a few sips of the cool breeze, and after adapting to the situation of moving on the tree, he stopped shouting and grabbed his belt with both hands instead.

The material of his clothes is similar to that of those thugs, the linen material, and the belt is the same. Now he is particularly afraid that his weight will make the belt unable to bear it, and it will suddenly break before flying to the destination.

The wood farm is located halfway up the mountain, surrounded by tall trees and dense grass, surrounded by a low-lying valley.Relying on the rocky cliffs, several grottoes and caves were dug, which are the residences of coolies.

There are several mines in the lowest place, which were accidentally discovered at the beginning of the construction of the wood yard. The turf on the top has been leveled, and a large area of ​​exposed mountain rock has been cleared. The mine is opened near the mountain rock. wait.

When Rong Ying brought Song Xin to the Muchang, there was a crowd of onlookers immediately, but most of the coolies were grateful when they saw Rong Ying, except for a few who came over to say hello on the surface, but turned around and wanted to spit twice. Express your resentment.

The latter are all the ones who have suffered at the hands of the original owner, but are no match for martial arts, no match for backstage, and the kind who dare not speak out.

There was a commotion in the woodyard, Zhang Hu came out from under the work shed with a whip in his hand, just about to swear, when he suddenly saw Rong Ying in the crowd, the whip in his hand shook twice, and he almost lost his grip.

Why is this ancestor here again?

He beckoned someone to come over, it was the strong man who went after Song Xin yesterday, Zhang Hu pointed to Song Xin who was beside Rong Ying, and asked, "That kid, is that the one who ran away yesterday?"

The strong man followed his hand to look over and nodded hurriedly: "Yes, that's the kid. He just came here a few days ago. Lao Liu picked it up in the mountains. He was talking about it at first, and he was dressed in fancy clothes. After a few lessons, I ran away, but who knew that I ran in front of that person by such a coincidence."

Zhang Hu's eyes fell on Song Xin, and he let out a disdainful hum from his nostrils, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

He could see that even though Song Xin looked tall and big, he was actually just a paper tiger who didn't know martial arts and was just an embroidered pillow that would collapse when the wind blew.

But when his eyes moved to another person, Zhang Hu clenched the whip in his hand tightly, his eyes seemed to be poisoned.

When Han Jianlin came to the woodyard for the first time, he happened to see him whipping a coolie. He took away his whip in front of everyone, stepped on him, and whipped him a dozen times in turn.

The dozen or so strokes left him bruised, and he lay on the bed for more than half a month, unable to do the work he was supposed to do, and was almost thrown into the mountain by the steward to fend for himself.

Fearing that Rong Ying would notice his gaze, Zhang Hu took a bitter look and then turned back to the work shed.

He has no way to avenge the public whipping now, but one day, he will make this brat pay the price.

"Hey, master, what are you looking at?"

After asking the people in Muchang one by one, Rong Ying took Song Xin to a corner and sat down. Seeing Rong Ying staring at a place intently, Song Xin bumped into his shoulder.

"What?" Rong Ying came back to his senses, he just felt a malicious gaze, and when he looked over, he found it was Zhang Hu.

Pulling away from Song Xin who came up again at some point, Rong Ying thought for a while and said to him, "Don't call me Master, I have no intention of taking you as an apprentice."

Song Xin didn't care about Rong Ying's attitude: "I want to be called something else, doesn't it mean I don't know your name?"

He asked yesterday, but Rongying was a little confused at the time and didn't bother to say it.

"Han Jianlin."

"How old are you?"

"16 is old."

Song Xin was surprised: "You are only 16 years old? So young!"

Rong Ying rolled his eyes at him, making a fuss.

Sixteen years old is not too young for ancient people, but Song Xin may not have adapted to it yet, so judging by modern standards, I think this young hero is only 16 years old, still a minor.

Zhang Hu's work shed is in the best location in the whole woodyard, it's ventilated and shady, it's just a break time, many people go to his side, and flattering can get a good place.

Seeing that Song Xin was also looking there, Rong Ying reminded him: "Stay away from him, that person has bad thoughts and is not a good person."

"Don't worry, I won't go there. The first beating I got here was the black-faced whip."

Song Xin smiled and looked at Rongying, flirting with fear of death: "Besides, that person is so ugly, it's disgusting to look at, how can it be better to be with Han, Han Shaoxia, not to be bullied, and more importantly It's eye-catching!"

Rong Ying: "..."

I can't see that you are still a color control.

After the joke, Song Xin became serious again, and asked some questions he had wanted to know for a long time: "Can you tell me how many years it is now? Uh, what era is this, and who is the current emperor?" One?"

Rong Ying thought to himself, little brother, you finally remembered and understood where you were.

Seizing the opportunity, he explained the background of the times to Song Xin, including the era they lived in, the country, who was in power, why they were in the mountains, what they were collecting wood for, and so on. Song Xin listened. Like dementia.

Looking at Song Xin's reaction, Rong Ying felt that it was quite normal, after all, he had the same reaction when he learned the information from Wei Shang.

He thoughtfully gave Song Xin some time to think and accept alone, and Rong Ying went to the side to work. He didn't come to the woodyard just for fun. He left his name with the manager and got paid for his work, just like other coolies. .

It's just that he doesn't have to be disciplined by the supervisor in the woodyard, although no one dares to discipline him.

The manager once sneaked out of the mountain to report the situation to the official in charge of the woodyard, and the official went to Han Baoyin tremblingly, but Han Baoyin didn't say that he would take away his naughty son after learning the whole story, but just waved his hand and said something. he goes.

There is nothing wrong with the relationship between their father and son, but in principle, no one can persuade anyone, so they just don't interfere with each other.

While he was stacking scattered logs, a tall and thin young man sneaked up behind Rong Ying like a thief, "Han Shaoxia."

Rong Ying turned around and recognized the young man: "Brother Shitou, long time no see."

Nie Shi patted Rong Ying's shoulder, and a smile bloomed on his face: "It's been a long time since I saw you, no, I just saw you coming, so I quickly finished my work and came to find you."

Nie Shi was the one who rescued Han Jianlin from Zhang Hu's whip when he came to Muchang. Because of saving his life, Nie Shi has always taken care of Han Jianlin in life, and treated him like a younger brother after getting to know him well.

Glancing behind Rong Ying, Nie Shi whispered, "Do you know him?"

He was referring to Song Xin, because Song Xin was assigned to Zhang Hu's subordinates as soon as he came to Muchang, and he was a stunned young man who didn't understand the world. When he chatted with other people in the past few days, he often expressed sympathy.

Yesterday, we heard that this newcomer had run away. Everyone thought that Zhang Hu must have beaten him severely when he was caught.

In the end, I didn't expect this person to be fine if he wasn't caught, and he even had a relationship with Han Jianlin.

No one knows better than him how important it is to have Han Jianlin's protection in order to make a living in Muchang.

At least because Zhang Hu was taught by Han Jianlin, the group of them didn't dare to trouble him again.

Rong Ying nodded: "He is following me now."

"Oh," Nie Shi glanced at Song Xin again, turned his head and asked Rong Ying with a smile, "I caught a few fish in the lake, and Uncle Li's spices are still with me, do you want to eat grilled fish?"

Rong Ying stopped what she was doing and asked behind, "Do you want to eat grilled fish?"

What they ate last night was grilled fish, but it was plain, without any condiments, not even salt, and it was dry. If he was not extremely hungry, he would definitely not be able to eat it.

"eat!"

Song Xin was still thinking about life, but when he heard that there was meat to eat, he immediately raised his hand in response.

Seeing Rongying asking Song Xin for his opinion, Nie Shi's smile froze for a moment, but soon returned to normal. He greeted Song Xin: "That...Brother Song, right, let's go eat together. Fewer people, more lively."

"Hey, good!" Song Xin stood up happily, forgetting all the troubles.

When the three of them arrived at the lake, Nie Shi set up a fire on a big rock, which was similar to what Rong Ying and the others did on the mountain yesterday, but because of the addition of some seasoning spices, the quality of grilled fish immediately rose.

The flames shone on the faces of several people, and Nie Shi turned the fish on the branch back and forth to ensure that the grilled fish was heated evenly. During this time, he kept talking to Song Xin, seemingly unintentionally asking him about his background.

But fortunately, even though Song Xin was focused on eating, he still remembered what to say and what not to say, so he made a few nonsense to fool the past.

Nie Shi didn't ask any further questions, but Rong Ying looked at him curiously, thinking that the original owner's "Brother Stone" was not a simple person.

However, no matter what Nie Shi has in mind, as long as it doesn't affect the hero and him, he doesn't intend to meddle in other people's business.