Through the otherworldly peerless

The sky completely darkened, the sun sank into the horizon completely, the moon hung high, Wushuang and You Jiudiao appeared on the ridge of the field together, there was almost no one in the field, Wushuang also took a closer look at the situation in the field, desolate It really doesn't even grow grass.

An old man was sitting on the top of his field and sighing, so Wushuang walked over with You Jiubai.

"Master," Wushuang said as if he had been working for a day, "it's getting dark, why don't you go back?"

The old man's eyesight is not good, and because of the dark sky, he just regarded it as two people who came back late like him, so he sighed deeply and said, "What are you doing when you go back? It's not the same, I'm so worried that I can't sleep."

Wushuang knowingly asked, "Why can't you sleep?"

The old man: "Do you still need to ask? Look at my land. This year is worse than last year. Not even half of the buried seeds have grown. Life is not as good as every year. If this continues, I will This family will starve to death sooner or later."

The old man was so sad that he burst into tears. Seeing that his hands were covered with mud, Wushuang was afraid that he would rub it into his eyes, so he took off the turban that was tied on his head just now, and gave it to him.

"uncle."

"Thank you, young man," the old man said in a hoarse voice, "I think you two are still young, don't farm the land anymore, go and serve as guards for the city lord, although he is not a thing, but at least he can fill your stomach."

Wushuang was puzzled: "Being a bodyguard for the city lord?"

The old man raised his head: "What? Don't you know?"

Wushuang saw the doubt in the old man's eyes, and quickly changed his words: "I know, of course I know, everyone in Baicheng doesn't know that as long as you serve as a guard for the city lord, you can have enough food, but... But my parents said that the city lord is not a good person, Don't let us go."

The old man sighed: "It's not your parents' fault, but anyone who has experienced those things back then, who is willing to sacrifice their lives for someone like Xiangkang? But in order to survive, there is really no way. Last winter, my grandson was very hungry. I secretly ate the rice I left behind, and I beat him up angrily. He told me that he would rather be beaten to death by me than starve to death. At that time, I finally realized that life is more important than anything else. You go back and tell your parents that they are reluctant to part with you, and they will definitely agree in the end."

Wushuang raised his head and glanced at You Jiuba. Was the so-called "back then" incident that the old man said related to the prison riot?

You Jiuba nodded slightly, it seemed that he had the same idea as Wushuang.

Wushuang looked at the skinny old man, pursed his lips and said, "Master, you should go home early, it's getting dark, and it's not safe for you to stay here, and even if you guard the field every day... it doesn't matter." use."

The old man looked back at his field, and couldn't help crying: "God, how did we offend you, you want to treat us like this! This good land, why, just can't grow crops. Woolen cloth!"

Wu Shuang saw the old man kneeling on the ground and kowtow to God, his desperate appearance made his nose sore.

On the way back, Wushuang didn't speak all the time, he nestled in You Jiuba's arms, quiet and well-behaved.

Wushuang recalled some things from his previous life. Grandpa wanted to plant potatoes, but his grandfather suffered from back disease in those two days. In order to let grandpa rest more, Wushuang took advantage of the weekend to go to grandpa’s house and quietly planted his grandpa’s potatoes. .

It was also the same evening that day, he came to the field, dug a hole, and then buried the cut potatoes in the soil one by one, but he didn't know, he put the sprouted side down, and then covered There is a thick layer of soil, fearing that the soil is not solid enough, so I step on it twice each time.

Wushuang worked hard all night. When the moon was high, he finally planted all the potatoes. Seeing the fruits of his hard work for several hours, Wushuang was extremely proud.

As a result, only a few of the potatoes that he planted with his own hands finally grew green leaves, and the rest were all rotten in the ground.

Afterwards, Wushuang blamed himself very much. He apologized to his grandfather, but instead of blaming him, his grandfather comforted Wushuang.

On the contrary, it was the old lady from the field next door, looking at the rotten potatoes in the field, and kept regretting. Wushuang was still young at the time, a little unconvinced, and felt that the old lady was too lenient, and her grandfather didn't say anything, but she always Nagging all day long.

At night, the whole village knew that Wushuang had rotted the potatoes in the field.

Wushuang was very angry, but he couldn't really go to the old lady to "revenge", so he locked himself in the room and sulked, even refusing to eat dinner.

Grandpa came to the room to comfort Wushuang. He blushed when he saw Wushuang, and said to him softly: "Wushuang, don't blame your grandma Zhao. She has planted the land all her life, and her children have bought houses in the city. She wants to take over the land." She went there, she was reluctant to leave this field, by the way, Grandma Zhao has a grandson, just like you, who will take the college entrance examination next year, she doesn't know who said that going to college will cost a lot of money, from Since last year, I have been busy in the fields every day, and I can’t bear to eat the vegetables I grow, so I sell them all on the street, just to save some money for my grandson to go to college.”

The 17-year-old Wushuang is still immature, curling her lips and said: "Just relying on such a three-acre land, how much money can I sell, probably not even a fraction of the tuition fee."

Grandpa smiled: "It's not enough, but that's her heart as a grandma, and don't underestimate the one-third of an acre of land. For farmers, the land is their life, and they all rely on it to feed them." We have a whole family."

Wushuang said: "But farming can't make much money, so it's better to go to the city to work and earn money quickly."

Grandpa said: "If everyone goes to work in the city and the fields are abandoned, what will so many people in the country eat and drink? Think about it, which one of the rice, oil and salt you eat on weekdays is not from the hands of farmers?"

Wushuang opened his mouth, unable to speak.

Grandpa sighed softly: "Wushuang, Grandma Zhao has been dealing with the fields all her life. For her, the land is like her relatives. No matter what kind of crops are planted, they are her children. She starts from a seed. , taking care of them carefully until they grow up and mature, this feeling is the same as the game account you told me on weekdays, you are also fighting monsters and upgrading a little bit, watching it grow day by day, day by day Powerful, do you treat it like your own little daughter-in-law?"

Wushuang blushed: "Grandpa, I'm still young, but I don't have a wife."

Grandpa laughed: "Sooner or later there will be."

After laughing, grandpa asked Wushuang: "Can you understand your grandma Zhao now?"

Wushuang shook his head: "I don't fully understand, but I'm not so angry anymore."

Grandpa touched Wushuang's head, smiled and said: "It's okay, take your time, don't worry."

In the second year, Wushuang was admitted to the university, and he came to his grandfather's house again for the summer vacation. Because he was scolded by Grandma Zhao before, Wushuang has been hiding from others since then, but this time, he went to the field to help his grandfather, and found that The land his grandfather planted was actually that of Grandma Zhao. Wushuang asked curiously: "Grandpa, didn't you say that this land is like Grandma Zhao's relatives? Why doesn't she want her own child?"

"What nonsense!" Grandpa reprimanded Wushuang very seriously, Wushuang had never seen his grandfather get so angry at him.

It was only later that Wushuang found out that Grandma Zhao passed away at the beginning of the year with lung cancer. It took only three months before and after, and she passed away very quickly.

And on the second day after Grandma Zhao was diagnosed with lung cancer, she came to find Wushuang's grandfather, please, Wushuang's grandfather, must take good care of her land, the children are all grown up now, the youngest grandson She is going to go to college soon, and she has nothing to worry about, except for this field. If she leaves in the future, this field will definitely be abandoned.

She said that she had planted the land all her life, and when she was young, she raised a pair of children by farming. It was so deserted, and she felt uncomfortable. The potatoes planted in the field in the spring only sprouted new shoots.

That day, while crying, Wushuang helped his grandfather harvest the potatoes that Grandma Zhao had planted in the spring, and the bunches of potatoes were so big, Wushuang felt as if she heard Grandma Zhao’s laughter, just as she had scolded at the beginning. He was the same, crisp and loud.

"Nine Mandrills..."

You Jiuba stopped and looked down at Wushuang in his arms.

Wushuang raised her chin, revealing a pair of beautiful star-like eyes under the brim of her hat.

"Jiuba, if... I mean, if, if I say that I might be able to help them and help them improve their current life, would you believe... no, you must believe me, then, you want me to do this Because once I act, I may be in danger."

You Jiuba pursed her lips: "What about you? Do you want to do this?"

Wushuang nodded lightly: "Well, I think so."

You Jiuba: "Then do it."

Wushuang was taken aback, then chuckled lightly: "You haven't answered my previous question, why did you ask me the other way around?"

You Jiuba was silent for a moment, then said to Wushuang: "I don't want to."

Wushuang laughed, and stretched out his arms to hug You Jiuba's neck, You Jiuba hugged his back and lifted him up, so that Wushuang could hold him tighter.

Wushuang lips pressed against You Jiubai's shoulder, and said in a soft voice: "I know you are reluctant, so why do you let me go? As long as you say you disagree, maybe I will change my mind?"

You Jiubai: "Are you really willing to change your mind for me?"

Wushuang retracted her chin and stared at him: "Why not?"

You Jiuba stared at him for a moment, then pursed his lips and said, "You will, but I can't bear to let you be unhappy."

Wushuang was stunned, looked at You Jiuba with slightly opened pupils, and then smiled idiotically after a while.

You Jiuba sighed softly, full of helplessness, and continued to walk towards the city lord's mansion with Wushuang in his arms, but instead of leaping like when he came here, You Jiuba stepped firmly on the ground step by step, as gently as walking, But still much faster than the average person.

Wushuang hugged the man's neck, and pressed his cheek against You Jiubai's chest, talking to him in a low voice.