There are only three or five families in this sparsely populated village, but there are only a dozen people in all.

A couple of snotty little boys with mud balls in their hands are fighting. Looking at the familiar and strange young powers, they look at each other with big eyes, and then run to him with short legs.

The fastest running little boy, whose sleeves are made of linen, is rolled up high and full of muddy cloth shoes. He steps fast, "uncle, you give me a piece of milk candy, and I'll take you to find old man Bai Mei."

The little boy thought for a few seconds, carefully stretched out two fingers, sniffed, thought about it, and put down another finger.

"Mm-hmm, uncle, you give me sugar to eat, we also take you to find the white eyebrow grandfather."

A few hairy children, still wearing open crotch pants, were close to the leg of the young psionic, blinking their big eyes and recalling the taste of the milk candy last time. They could not help drooling.

"Yes, yes." The young powers were anxious, but in the face of this group of children, they had no choice but to take out a handful of sugar coated milk candy and fructose from their pockets. Each child shared a handful, which made them happy.

Fortunately, he bought these little sweets in the market on the square of Gushan city. They are not worth much money. One silver coin can buy two or three jin.

"Uncle, do you think there are endless candies out there? Are there any big roasted bones, the kind that grow fat on the fire... "The little boy holding the linen sleeve chews the milk candy in his mouth and looks at the face of the young power man full of longing in his eyes.

Around the small partners to hear the little boy's words, resist the impulse to swallow the candy, trying to imagine that piece of Zizi fat, full of lean big bones.

Young powers with this group of lively children walked slowly towards the low mountain, looking at their longing, mouth a sip, rubbed the little boy's shaved cuntou, said with a smile: "you eat candy, want to eat meat and bones, as long as you have money outside can buy."

"No! That's it The young man took out a shiny silver coin from his trouser pocket and handed it to the little boy.

"This good-looking silver coin is something that can be exchanged for candy, meat and bones. You can earn more than ten such silver coins a day as long as you work hard outside."

"Dog, show me the silver." "No, I'll see it first." "Why do I have to be the first to show you? You're younger than me. Go back."

Three hairy children, no more than six or seven years old, were staring at the silver coin in the dog's hand, wrinkling and pushing each other.

"No noise!" The oldest dog sniffed. He held the silver coin in his little hand, and the other hand reached into his linen coat to pull out his clean shirt.

The shining silver coin was clenched by him and carefully wiped with his shirt several times before he raised his hand and handed it to the young psionic.

"Uncle, I'll give this back to you. I'll earn a lot of silver coins like this in the future. Let my mother never go to the forest to pick mushrooms and wild vegetables again."

There is a touch of sadness and firmness on Gouzi's young face. His mother accidentally fell to her waist when she was digging wild vegetables two days ago. Now she is still covering her waist and ribs when she is cooking. It's inconvenient to walk and work.

He rubbed the dog's head and said to him, "come on! Uncle believes you can