Those years when I was a tool person

On the quiet and deserted mountain road, a carriage came slowly, and the bronze-rimmed wheels rolled over the path covered with a thin layer of soil, raising smoke and dust.

The carriage was swaying, and the two people inside each had their own things to do, no one spoke, and they did not interfere with each other.

The wheel hit a stone, and the carriage shook violently. Rong Ying raised his head from the book, first glanced at Sang Yushu who was resting with his eyes closed, then gently opened the curtain, and took a look outside.

Without noticing, a ray of sunlight entered the carriage through the gap under his hands and shone directly on Sang Yushu's face.

"what are you doing?"

The boy opened his eyes, and his tone was not good.

"Sorry." Rong Ying said, quickly looked at the scene outside, and then closed the curtain.

After turning over another mountain, it is Qingshan County.

At noon, passing a water pool, they stopped to rest.Sangbo took off the bridle, led the horse into the water, and brushed and bathed it.

Rong Ying looked around, went to the forest to pick up some branches, prepared to use them as firewood to burn some water to drink, and heat up the food he brought along the way.

When I came back, I saw Sang Yushu arrived at the pool at some time, looking at the bay red horses playing in the water side by side with Sang Bai, as if they were chatting.

His footsteps paused, and he deliberately stepped on a branch, making a slight noise.

The two people who were talking heard the movement and turned their heads to look at the same time. Sang Yu pivoted the wheelchair, took the grass carp that Sang Bai handed over calmly, and came towards Rongying.

"The fish caught by Sang Bai, fortunately, the second brother took care of it."

"it is good."

Rong Ying quickly set up the fire, and when he was about to start the fire, Sang Bai had already bathed the horse, "Let me do these things, Second Young Master, go and rest."

Rong Ying was not polite to him, and made room. He went to the pool to wash his hands, dried the water, got into the carriage, took out a roll of mats and spread them on the grass.

Just as he was about to sit down, he suddenly looked at Sang Yushu who was not far away. The young man couldn't dodge in time, the two eyes collided, and he was caught watching someone secretly.

Seeing that Sang Yushu was about to leave, Rong Ying called out, "Come and sit here."

Hearing this, Sang Yushu's movements stopped, and after a while, he heard footsteps gradually approaching behind him, and his hand holding the wheelchair tightened again, and then let go.

Rong Ying pushed the wheelchair to the side of the mat, bent down in front of the boy, put one hand through his back and the other through the bend of his leg, and easily picked him up.

During the whole process, Sang Yushu remained silent and expressionless.

Sang Bai, who was grilling fish, saw this scene from the corner of his eye. He watched it for a while, and looked away in a strange way.

The relationship between the two sons of the Sang family was better than he expected. Although they didn't talk much along the way, there was some silent communication, which was a tacit understanding that they only knew.

For example, every time he rests, the second son will spread a mat on the ground, and then carry the third son out of the wheelchair and settle him down.Although at the beginning of this matter, the third son resolutely refused.

It's just that he couldn't beat the second son's hard work, so he could only reluctantly agree.

Thick blankets were added to the mats, making it comfortable to sit on.Sang Yushu touched the ground again. He propped his hands on the mat, his body leaned back uncontrollably, and was supported by Rongying in time.

The impact of being unable to walk has spread to the waist. Sang Yushu usually relies on a wheelchair to walk, and leans on the back of the chair when he can't use his strength. Now that there is suddenly no cover behind him, he has not adapted for a while.

An arm was placed across the back of his head. From this angle, it looked like he was being embraced by someone.

Rong Ying's face was close at hand, because of bending over, a strand of hair hung down, brushing the corners of his lips lightly, itching slightly.

Sang Yushu was in a daze for a moment, until Rong Ying helped him up and walked over to help Sangbai boil the water.

Looking at Rong Ying's back, his ears blushed belatedly.

Qingshan County is surrounded by mountains on both sides, and there is a big river running across the territory.It's just that in recent years, gold, silver and iron deposits have been discovered in the two mountains one after another. The merchants in the county have occupied the mountains to buy land, and wantonly digging, almost hollowing out the mountains.

More and more people swarmed up the mountain, using hoes and shovels to dig up the ground little by little, and when they encountered hard rocks, they would bury them and explode half of the mountain top with a bang.

The impact of the cracking of rocks is very great. There used to be local old people who pointed at the nose of the mine manager and cursed, saying that their actions were shocking to the world, and that they would be punished by heaven if they disturbed the ghosts and gods in the mountains.

It's a pity that no one listens or believes.

It has been raining in Qingshan County for the past two days, and many broken stones flowed into the river along the pitted hillside.

The originally clear river water became cloudy due to a rain.

The rain didn't stop, and the brown muddy water rolled down the exposed mountain rocks, not loudly, but it couldn't stand it one after another.

So the people at the bottom of the mountain are panicking these days.

As the carriage passed by down the mountain, Rong Ying listened to the pattering rain outside, and was a little worried about the safety of this trip.

The iron mine of the Sang family is not in the two mountains, but in the middle valley, with three mountain walls and only one path leading out of the mountain.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that this terrain is very dangerous, because as long as there is any accident, the people in the mine will have nowhere to run.

And the reason why there are still so many workers in the mine is that the wages paid by the Sang family are a little bit higher than other places.

Regarding this matter, Rongying has no way to make any comments. Life safety may be the most important thing, but this varies from person to person.Because for some people, there are some things that are more important than life. In comparison, life is their only bargaining chip.

"call"

The carriage stopped under a shed, some people were hiding from the rain inside, and they all came out to watch the excitement when they heard the movement.

Sangbo jumped down and walked in in the rain.

He took a few glances at the people in the shed, and took off the bamboo hat on his head, "Who is in charge here?"

"It's me." Someone in the crowd spoke up, with a high-pitched voice, vaguely displeased: "What's your business?"

When Sang Bai heard the sound and looked over, everyone took a step back, and a young man appeared in front of him.

Maybe youth, he wasn't sure.

Because the beard in front of this person took up half of his face, and he couldn't tell his face at all, let alone tell his age from it.

It's just that his voice sounded young, and his eyes were black and bright, so it was speculated that he should not be very old.

The hair of the bearded young man is not long, and the edges and corners are uneven. It is estimated that he drew it with a sword, and tied a ball on his head messily. look.

It may be that Sang Bai's gaze stayed too long, he squinted his eyes, with a dangerous expression: "Have you seen enough?"

Sang Bai looked away: "Lu Zhou?"

The young man snorted coldly, without asking him how he knew his name: "I have something to say."

Sang Bai put on the bamboo hat again, "Ask two people to help, the third son of the Sang family has poor legs and feet."

Lu Zhou Zhou looked surprised: "That old man Sang Lin sent his son here? Or the crippled third child?"

"Pay attention to your words." Sang Lin's eyes came from under the bamboo hat, coldly without any emotion: "You are just a manager. If you let the owner know, the end will not be very good."

Lu Zhou was about to pass him and go out, when he heard this sentence, he kept walking and sneered: "Do you think I'm scared? Threats are useless to me, I just want to call Sang Lin Old thing, old thing, old thing... go back and sue if you have the ability."

"...", Sang Bai turned around, with killing intent in his eyes.

Lu Zhou noticed this, he turned around abruptly, and raised the corner of his lips provocatively. There is always an inexplicable attraction between masters, and once it explodes, it will be out of control.

Sang Lin restrained his fighting spirit and stopped looking at the young man.

Lu Zhou cut off, said something meaningless, followed behind him, and walked out slowly.

The rain didn't stop, but it tended to fall more and more. Rong Ying heard someone knocking on the carriage, he opened the curtain, and saw Sang Bai holding an umbrella.

Rong Ying took the umbrella and jumped out of the carriage. While waiting for others to carry Sang Yushu down, through the rain curtain, he saw Lu Zhou standing under the shed.

The eyes of the two met, and they separated after a moment of contact. Rong Ying nodded politely, and then saw that Lu Zhou didn't even look at him, turned and left.

Probably thought that Rong Ying was just a servant, and came with that third young master, so there was no need to pay attention to it.

Rong Ying didn't know what was going on in his heart, but she didn't care too much.

He turned around and saw that Sang Yushu had Sang Bai helping to hold the umbrella, so he lifted up one corner of his clothes, walked around the stagnant water on the ground, and walked under the shed.

After putting away the umbrella and shaking off the rainwater on it, Rong Ying smiled slightly at the people under the shed, "Excuse me".

No one spoke under the shed, but everyone's eyes secretly fell on the strange young man who came in.

Rong Ying paused for a moment, but didn't say anything more when he saw this.

He could see that these people were very defensive. In fact, it was not difficult to understand. Small groups were always xenophobic, and they opposed all people and things that might break the status quo.

A clear dividing line was formed under the shed, and Rong Ying stood on the side close to the outside, trying not to interfere with the people inside.

In the quiet atmosphere, someone approached Lu Zhou and whispered: "Boss Lu, what are these people doing?"

Lu Zhou glanced at Rongying lightly, and then looked at the master and servant who were walking under the shed. The wheelchair ran over the puddle on the ground, splashing muddy water.

He said, "He's from the Sang family, the son of Sang Lin."

"It turned out to be the son of the Sang family?!"

The people around were surprised when they heard this, and when they looked at Rong Ying again, there was some eagerness in their eyes.

"Humph", seeing their thoughts, Lu Zhou's face turned cold: "What should I do, I will rot in my stomach all the thoughts I shouldn't have!"

"Don't think that the sons of the Sang family on the list will have a good life, use your brains to think about it, what is the difference between being sent to this place by that old man, and being exiled as an official?"

One word awakened the dreamer, and when they heard Lu Zhou say this, almost all the workers who wanted to please Rong Ying and the others immediately stopped their hearts.

They looked at the mountain hidden in the rain and mist, and their melancholy was difficult to understand. One of them sighed and murmured, "Are we just going to suffer like this?"

Lu Zhou couldn't bear to see someone say despondent words, so he slapped the table violently: "Fuck it, watch it, I'm going to kill that old guy Sang Lin alive sooner or later!"

The people around were not surprised, but they didn't react too much, but it was quite different for Rong Ying, who was quietly standing aside, and Sang Yushu, who had just walked in.