Chapter 353

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Squeak.

Niansui reached out and pushed open the wooden door. A ray of dazzling sunlight reflected down, making him subconsciously squint.

"Are you better?"

The kind looking woman turned her head, but she kept putting a thick dry firewood into the stove. The big iron pot on the stove was steaming with white heat.

"Aunt mu, this time I wake up, my chest injury has been much better, but I slept longer."

Niansui quickly walked to the woman's side, squatted down, helped add dry wood to the stove, and said with a smile, "aunt mu, thanks to the pot of ginseng porridge you cooked the night before yesterday, otherwise I wouldn't recover so quickly."

The girl playing on the side of the stove raised her head and said, "of course, my mother picked those ginseng plants from the depths of the canyon the day before yesterday and has been reluctant to eat them. If I hadn't seen your injury too serious..."

Niansui walked forward, looked down at the girl, reached out and rubbed her hair, smiled and said, "thank you."

I have lived on this mountain for several days, and I have traveled all over this small village on the mountainside.

Seven families, more than 20 people.

The unshaped dark wolf demon put his age under the wide eaves of aunt Mu's wooden house and quietly left here. It was the girl who heard the news, urged aunt Mu to open the door in the wind and rain, laboriously changed his clean clothes, and warmed by the fire for a day and a night. Only then could he save his dying age.

There were no ghosts in the "ghost rain", and the rain was getting smaller and smaller. It gradually stopped the night before yesterday. The village was located on the hillside as high as 100 feet. Many hunters moved the dry firewood in the yard into the house in advance, and were hardly affected by the rainstorm.

Aunt Mu picked up a piece of dry wood and sent it to the stove, laughing, "fortunately, there were some firewood left a few days ago, otherwise at this time, even the fire could not start."

Age allows the girl to play around her side. Hearing aunt Mu's words, she occasionally echoed with a smile.

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It's night, the moon is shining, and the sky above the pole is bright.

Years old sat alone on a rock beside the cliff, overlooking the continuous mountains in the mist by the light moonlight.

"I always dream of a strange sword, which is quietly inserted in the rocks at the ends of the earth, as if waiting for something."

As the footsteps approached, a powerful big hand patted his old shoulder, and he showed his teeth in pain.

"The night wind is cold, and your body is so weak, don't you go to bed?"

Niansui turned his head with a grin and said, "Uncle Zhou, you hurt me."

The tall Hunter regained his consciousness and hurriedly withdrew his hand. He scratched his head with some embarrassment and said with a smile, "I usually use the strength of bows and arrows. I forgot to withdraw my strength for a while, but it's my fault."

"I can't die yet," niansui reached out and rubbed his thin shoulder and jumped off the rock, "I'm a little stuffy in the room. Come out for a walk."

Tall Hunter nodded and said, "Mrs. Mu didn't take charge of the family a few years ago. It's really not easy to grow up xiaoxiuxiu alone. Now that you're here and forget what happened in the past, it's better to take her as your root, recognize her as a godmother, and go down the mountain with us to hunt in the future, which is also a pillar for the Mu family."

Years old was stunned, his eyes hesitated, and said, "Uncle Zhou, I..."

Uncle Zhou looked a little worried and said, "what's the matter?"

The old man said with a wry smile, "as Uncle Zhou went down the mountain to hunt, I can't help it here. Aunt Mu saved my life, and I should naturally repay it, but now I don't know where my biological parents are. If I recognize my godmother for nothing, I'm afraid it's a little abrupt."

The cold wind blew, raising the dark hair in front of the white forehead.

Hunter Zhou withdrew his eyes from his old face, sighed, and said, "I knew for a long time that with your appearance and temperament, you are not the son of hunter who grew up in the mountains. Seeing that you speak reasonably and methodically, you are very gentle. Recognizing the wooden lady as a godmother really hurts you."

"Uncle Zhou, I have no intention of being wronged at all," the old man turned his head and said positively, "since then, I have been hunting and cutting firewood to support aunt Mu's orphaned daughter and widowed mother. But now my biological parents are unknown. I'm sorry I can't agree to this matter."

Hunter Zhou patted Nian's shoulder, stopped talking, turned and walked towards the village.

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Time is like quicksand scattered between fingers, and the year is unknown in the mountains.

Carry water, hunt, cut firewood.

Build mountain roads, raise livestock and build wooden houses.

Age is becoming more and more like a real hunter, and some restless mood gradually calmed down and fell into peace and silence.

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"Elder brother, is the medicine ready?"

Mu XiuXiu lifted the shabby curtain and said loudly outside.

"It's already cooked. It's just a little hot. I put it here to dry for a while, and then I'll take it."

Niansui took a rag and put it on his hand, picked up the large porcelain bowl with some waste heat on the side of the stove, and walked slowly to the wooden house.

On the old wooden couch, there was a woman who described her old age. At this time, when she saw the age come in, the woman slowly opened her eyes, forced herself to sit up, stretched out her wrinkled hand and held the porcelain bowl, saying, "since I was sick, everything at home has been supported by you, but it's a little tired of you."

When she had drunk the medicine, she took the porcelain bowl and handed it to Mu XiuXiu. She spoiled and rubbed the girl's head, smiled sideways at the woman and said, "aunt mu, it's just something, it's nothing."

At this time, he did not notice that as his slender fingers stroked mu XiuXiu's forehead, the girl had already blushed, and her crystal clear white ears were blushing.

Aunt Mu glanced at her daughter, smiled in her eyes, and said, "age, I still have one thing to worry about."

Age seemed to feel something, turned around and looked at it. It was only then that I found mu XiuXiu's abnormal appearance, and subconsciously withdrew my fingers.

At this time, he realized that several years later, mu XiuXiu was no longer the girl who played around him, but a slim little girl.

Aunt Mu lying back on the couch, sighed and said, "since the head of the family disappeared, I have lived alone with XiuXiu for many years. If it weren't for the help of the village neighbors, I would have starved to death. Now I'm sick in bed and may die at any time. The only thing I can't rest assured is my daughter."

Mu XiuXiu seemed to think of what aunt Mu would say, and she couldn't help being more shy. Her heart was like a deer bumping. She glanced at the age, and directly carried the porcelain bowl out of the room.

Aunt Mu gently grabbed the new year's hand and whispered, "if I go, XiuXiu will become a lonely child, you..."

Niansui looked down at Aunt Mu and said, "aunt mu, don't worry."

"I mean," aunt Mu shook her head, "let you marry her."

Years old stared at the woman's kind old face in a daze. Suddenly, bursts of sharp pain came from the center of his eyebrows, making the scenery in front of him gradually trance.