Caomin

Suddenly there were a lot of things in the house, Yuan Jia didn't ask any more questions.

Where did that squinting eye go, he didn't want to know either.

Fan Haoxuan looked like he lived in a small mountain village for a long time, and he was very busy in front of and behind the house every day. The two of them even found a lot of wild vegetables to grow.

On this day, the two dug a pear tree from the mountain and planted it when they came back.

In Fan Haoxuan's hands, the steel knife is like a different kind of agricultural tool, it is extremely agile in digging holes.

Yuan Jia supported the pear tree and wanted to poke it in, but Fan Haoxuan stopped him: "Wait, I'll go dig some river mud."

There is a river next to the small mountain village, which can barely be regarded as a tributary of Ji Canal, but it is very small, only two or three meters wide.Some river mud still accumulated.The river mud is fertile, pitch black, and the smell is not very pleasant.

Yuan Jia supported the pear tree and frowned.

Seeing this, Fan Haoxuan moved faster: "Hold on, it will be fine soon."

Yuan Jia is not that delicate, it's just a normal reaction of people to smell something bad.It's just that I feel very anxious about some things when my IQ recovers.He watched Fan Haoxuan fill in the soil, stepped on it, and then watered it, looking at it one by one.

Fan Haoxuan had noticed it a long time ago, but he thought Yuan Jia like this was quite interesting, so he pretended not to know.

There are some things Yuan Jia can bear not to say, and he can pretend not to know, but there are some things that he has to think about, for example: "Are you going to live here?" You can tell from the accent that Fan Haoxuan is not a local. In the lead, shouldn't people be in groups when they are in groups?Generally speaking, if you are with your family, you will feel more secure, right?

"Brother." Fan Haoxuan corrected habitually, and then looked up into the distance, "The surrounding area is in chaos now, and I can't go out if I want to. Besides, I don't know where my family is now."

Is this a euphemism for the whole family to die?Yuan Jia turned his head to look at Fan Haoxuan, he was a little entangled, thought for a while, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him, "It's okay, brother still has me, I'm by your side." Well, in order to comfort others, I called someone younger than myself Brother Ren, he is also very hardworking.

Fan Haoxuan turned his head to Yuan Jia in a daze, dropped the knife covered in dirt in his hand, and hugged Yuan Jia into his arms.

The sound of the heartbeat is so obvious, so heavy, so solid.No one would ever tell him, "It's okay, I'm by your side."Such a simple sentence, even if it's just words, is enough to make him warm and... moved.

Knowing that there are so many things that need to be investigated and resolved, but at this moment there is no way to think.Hold on tight to this person and keep this person by his side forever.

Yuan Jia felt that he was being entangled by a boa constrictor.The two arms wrapped around his back became tighter and tighter. There was no gap between the two bodies, and the beating of the heart could be heard clearly.

Even if you are a brother, you didn't hug him so tightly, did you?

Yuan Jia thought for a while, but still reached out to hug Fan Haoxuan, and gently patted his broad back.This poor baby, who has been struggling these days, is actually terrified.

In the end, it was Yuan Jia who couldn't hold on anymore, and patted Fan Haoxuan on the shoulder: "Let go." The hug was too tight, and it was difficult to breathe.The point is, there is no way to rest his chin on Fan Haoxuan's shoulder!It's too embarrassing to bury half of your face in your chest or something.

Fan Haoxuan was a little unwilling, and rubbed his head on Yuan Jia's shoulder, slightly loosened his arms a little bit, but didn't let go completely: "Hold for a while." With one hand, he slightly pressed the back of Yuan Jia's head, pressing the person against him Feeling the other person's breath on his shoulder, gently brushing against his exposed neck skin, a slight numbness spread all the way to his entire back.

Yuan Jia's hand felt sore, and it slid down to Fan Haoxuan's waist, feeling that the posture was a little weird.

Fan Haoxuan looked down at the docile boy in his arms.The boy who was so embarrassed before, now his withered and yellow hair has gradually gained luster, the skin on his face has also become smooth, and the chilblains on his hands have all been coated with snake oil, and they are no longer so red and swollen.

Even under such simple conditions, he can always take good care of this boy who belongs to him.

Thinking about it this way, there is nothing wrong with this small mountain village.

"Tomorrow we will dig a section of bamboo bridge and plant it behind the house." Bamboo grows fast, and planted behind the house, it can somewhat protect against wind and rain.Cut down some more bamboos, and circle the bamboo fence for the time being.When other things are done, move some stones to build the wall.

"There are still bamboos in this place? Are there any bamboo shoots now?" Yuan Jia was excited.Although they robbed a truckload of grain and grass, they are not short of staple food now, but they are really poor in other things.

Even if there are no bamboo shoots, it is also delicious to cut two pieces of bamboo to make rice in bamboo tubes.

There is only a little bit of salt, and it seems to be gone.

Seeing Yuan Jia was happy, Fan Haoxuan's mouth also curled up: "Do you like bamboo shoots?"

Yuan Jia nodded vigorously: "En."

The feeling of his chin rubbing against his shoulder and neck made Fan Haoxuan a little untenable, so he let go slightly: "Then let's look for it tomorrow."

"Okay." Yuan Jia saw that the time was almost up, "I'll cook first."

Cut the donkey meat into pieces, put a handful of half-yellow wild vegetables together, stir-fry them slightly, pour them into the rice soaked for half an hour, add water and simmer.

There used to be some land in the village, which was fragmented and small.But the land of a dozen households is more than enough for the two of them to breed.Fan Haoxuan planned to clean it up and grow some vegetables and herbs.

Yuan Jia's ability to find things is very useful.Yuan Jia can see almost everything that is useful.

Fan Haoxuan was taken to the riverside last time and pulled out a piece of jade.I don't know what kind of jade it is, it's the size of a washbasin, and it's placed outside for Yuan Jia to put things in.

Yuan Jia used to make a fortune from this piece of jade.There are countless legends about getting rich by gambling with stones in modern times.Until the end, Fan Haoxuan couldn't see it, and poured cold water on it: "There is only one kind of jade produced in Jeju area, which is called blue sun jade. The jade is rough and grayish blue. Even the top blue sun jade is not worth much. Money. Let’s talk about the current world..."

Yuan Jia's thought of "gold has a price and jade is priceless" instantly turned to ashes.Prosperous antique gold in troubled times.But in the current chaotic world of this standard, even gold has to be weighed whether it can be exchanged for food.

Fan Haoxuan also brought people up the mountain because he was worried that he would hit Yuan Jia hard last time.In the past few days, he checked the surroundings and found that there was no danger, and he happened to take his little boy up the mountain for a walk.

Yuan Jia was indeed bored.If there is a computer and the Internet, being an otaku is fine.Now there is nothing but a dilapidated house, not to mention inventions, at his level he is not good at washing clothes, and he really can't find anything.Even when cleaning, he was watched by Fan Haoxuan, and he was not allowed to touch cold water, climbers or anything like that.

The bamboo forest is not far from the small mountain village, the place is not small, half of the hillside is covered with bamboo.

When they arrived at the place, Fan Haoxuan began to cut bamboo, and Yuan Jia started digging down bamboo shoots, relying on his "nearsightedness".Bamboo shoots that are buried in the soil and have not yet sprouted are the most tender and delicious.

The soil in the bamboo forest is very soft, especially the upper layer is almost the humus layer formed by the fallen bamboo leaves. Yuan Jia can easily find a bamboo shoot tip with a small knife.The dug out bamboo shoots are placed in bamboo baskets, and soon there will be half a basket.

The bamboo baskets were woven by Fan Haoxuan, there were no tricks, but the burrs and the like were all repaired.Yuan Jia saw that the number was almost there, and was about to stop. When he stood up, he suddenly fainted.

Fan Haoxuan, who was some distance away, quickly rushed to his side and helped him up: "What's wrong? Are you anemic?"

Yuan Jia closed his eyes: "Hmm...it doesn't look like anemia." After squatting for a long time and suddenly standing up, it is easy to be anemic, but the feeling just now was different, "It seems like there is something."

He finally opened his eyes: "Huh? Is it foggy?"

What time is it now?Why is there still fog in the mountains?

"Where is the fog?" Fan Haoxuan looked around, it was obviously no different from before.

Yuan Jia was tongue-tied: "The forest is full of fog."

The two looked at each other, thinking of Yuan Jia's "short-sightedness", suddenly had a guess: "There is something under this bamboo forest!"

But is there anything that can make Yuan Jia look so exaggerated as "fogging"?In the past, those yams and jades seemed vague to Yuan Jia at best.

Fan Haoxuan thought of those bandits.Even if the bandits wanted to escape, they wouldn't come to such a poor mountain valley.And the things that can attract bandits are nothing more than treasures.

But the bamboo forest in this place is obviously not what it has grown in recent years.

"No matter what, let's dig first. Anyway, we have to dig out the bamboo bridge." Fan Haoxuan took Yuan Jia to his side, "follow me around and see where the 'fog' is the thickest."

Yuan Jia could hardly see where he was going, and after tripping twice, he went to grab Fan Haoxuan's hand.

Fan Haoxuan was more straightforward, directly took him into his arms, half hugged and half hugged and walked away: "Be careful, walk slowly, we are not in a hurry."

Yuan Jia was a little anxious.Adventure, how much fun it is!Fan Haoxuan's left hand, which was not watched by Fan Haoxuan, quickly counted, first counting the good and bad, then taking the position, adjusting a little bit, and finally...

"hiss……"

Fan Haoxuan's heart tightened: "What's wrong?" Where did it rub off?

Yuan Jia shook his head: "It's hand cramps." Why are the dexterity of these hands still so low!

Fan Haoxuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Follow me into the mountains in two days to see where we can find hibernating snakes, dig them out and refine some snake oil."

The snake oil at home is used up quickly.Yuan Jia's shell was really miserable, and the frostbite almost grew to his buttocks.It hurts when it's cold, itches when it's hot, and it's terribly uncomfortable.

Yuan Jia originally thought about enduring it and passed, but his toes began to fester, and Fan Haoxuan discovered it.

The cold weather, the cold family, the harsh environment, just having this person by his side warmed him to the bottom of his heart.

Yuan Jia suddenly called out sincerely: "Brother."

Fan Haoxuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly: "Yes."

It's great to have this person in front of me.

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