Chapter 103： There is no turning back when the bow is drawn!

Chapter 103: There is no turning back when the bow is fired!

In the mountains and forests in late autumn, there is still fog in the morning.

Half-withered leaves and vines are like cold poisonous snakes, which occasionally stick to the body, making people feel panicked.

People in Qingshui Village silently pulled sledges, carried burdens, and pushed wheelbarrows through the mountains and forests.

 I was full of confidence at the beginning, but after three days of arduous trek, there was not much left.

This trip to the mountains was completely different from the one in Jin'an County.

The two mountains next to Jin'an County are not high. People usually cut firewood or collect herbs and mushrooms and wild vegetables, and simple paths have been built.

However, the mountain forests we traveled through this time were deep mountains and old forests with few traces of human habitation.

Almost as far as the people go, they have to open a way.

The ground beneath our feet is mud filled with rotten leaves accumulated over the years, and we are surrounded by old trees growing wildly and vines swaying everywhere.

Even the flying birds are much bolder than those outside. Occasionally they will fly far away with the team, just to watch the excitement for a while.

Last night, Li Laosi had discussed it with the young people in the village.

Every hour, two people are assigned to open the road with hatchets and sickles, cut down annoying vines and wormwood, and scare away insects, snakes and small beasts in the grass.

It would be better to walk fewer miles a day, but also to ensure the safety of young and old.

After three days in the mountains, everyone only came out of two mountains.

Suddenly I remembered that I had to cross forty mountains in one month. Did you take it for granted?

But no one wants to think deeply about it, after all, they have already come in.

There is no turning back when the bow is drawn!

In order to find something to do for themselves and relieve the boredom and fatigue of the journey, the villagers started gossiping and teasing their children.

Eventually it evolved into the whole village teaching children to speak.

And the main target is...good news!

The reason is that yesterday, Jiayin was afraid that her mother would be too tired to carry her, so she crawled into Uncle Zhao's arms and rode the sledge in the car.

Uncle Zhao loves children the most. He holds good news and teaches her to recognize the weeds and flowers on the roadside.

The good news is a bit bleak, the journey is really boring and hard.

Uncle Zhao was worried and shouted loudly to Mrs. Li and Tao Hongying who were walking behind.

“Fu Niu is already over a year old, why hasn’t she started talking yet? I remember that the dog in the front yard already spoke smoothly when she was one year old.”

Original Mrs. Li and Tao Hongying were a little anxious when they heard this.

Almost as soon as Jiayin’s first birthday, the family began to rob and run for their lives.

Occasionally, Jiayin will call me "Nai" or "Dad", or say I'm hungry.

They didn't take it seriously. Could it be that there was something wrong with the child and he was delayed?

So, during the lunch break, Doctor Zhang was invited to examine Jiayin.

But after some tossing, the old man came to a conclusion.

"There's nothing wrong with this kid, he's just... too lazy. Please teach him more and tease him more."

Jiayin's petty thoughts were exposed like this. She was indeed a little lazy.

The child's tongue and throat are not fully developed. She is too lazy to parrot every day and is too lazy to correct it over and over again.

It’s not too late to start talking until it is fully developed.

But the family doesn’t think so, for fear that she will become mute in the future.

So the whole family, and even the whole village, whenever they had free time, all their thoughts were on teaching her how to speak.

“Sister, call me brother!”

“Fu Niu, call me uncle!”

“Fu Niu, call me Bo Niang!”

After this day, I was easy to have a lunch break. Jiayin was full, and a little fell asleep.

By chance, a man came over to return the bowl, shaking her little hand and shouting angrily.

“Fu Niu, call me uncle, uncle!”

Jiayin got angry and responded loudly, "Hey!" The man didn't react and kept saying, "No, it's uncle, uncle!"

“Hey!” Jiayin responded clearly again.

The man blinked twice and finally felt something was wrong.

But everyone around him was already laughing so much that they wanted to roll on the floor!

Uncle Zhao even hugged Jiayin and laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe.

“This girl, haha, hahaha, there must be nothing wrong with her. This girl is really smart!”

The man scratched the back of his head, and belatedly realized that he had been taken advantage of by the little girl.

He was not annoyed either, he smiled honestly and helplessly.

Mrs. Li stepped forward and hugged her granddaughter. She wiped the tears from laughter from her eyes and scolded her granddaughter, "Why are you teasing your big, strong uncle? You call me uncle."

Jiayin reluctantly called out, "Uncle!"

It was Da Zhuang's turn to be surprised, "Oh, Fu Niu understands!"

"Of course!" Old Mrs. Li was extremely proud. She shared her usual clever deeds with everyone, and on the basis of her granddaughter being blessed, she also added a clever persona to her granddaughter.

Jiayin has no choice. In order not to lose her character, she can only start to learn to speak diligently and strive to fight against the unruly tongue and throat...

So, on the way forward, in addition to the people near the Li family's sledge teaching a few sentences from time to time, Li Laoer also began to take his niece and the children of various families to recite the words while walking.

“At the beginning of man’s life, his nature is good…”

The sound of reading aloud made everyone forget the fatigue and hardship at their feet, and also added a bit of life to the bleak and even gloomy mountain forest.

Everyone was very lucky today. In the evening, we happened to walk to a clearing in the mountains. There was spring water flowing through the grass, forming a creek two steps wide.

The crowd almost cheered and quickly set up camp.

Everyone has become accustomed to it after being away from home for so many days, and their cooperation is extremely tacit.

The old people gathered their children and placed their sledges and luggage to form a circle ten feet in diameter.

The young men quickly cut back the dead grass, chopped back branches as thick as their foreheads, and collected large piles of dry firewood.

Withered grass is spread in circles, branches are set up, and covered with linoleum to build a simple shelter.

The shack is covered with quilts, and it becomes the territory of the little babies.

Including Jiayin, there are only eight children under the age of five in the village, and they are now the treasure of the whole village.

Every time it was time to take a break, Uncle Wei and Uncle Wang would stand by and watch without blinking.

After all, the dolls are too small, and they may be bitten by a bug brought back from a branch, which makes the children cry.

Uncle Zhao, on the other hand, was carried by Jia Yi, followed by Li Laosi and Liu Biaotou, and took Liu Yang and other young men in the village to check the terrain nearby and identify the traces of wild beasts.

It would be even better if we could hunt down pheasants and rabbits along the way.

The young men learned seriously. If they didn’t have bows and arrows in their hands, they would use big slingshots.

Occasionally, if you are lucky enough to catch a pheasant, you are as happy as the Chinese New Year. Among your friends, you can be proud enough to hold your head high for three to five days.

The medicinal powder given by Divine Doctor Zhang is very powerful. Both Liu Biaotou and Liu Yang suffered from external injuries and have almost recovered in the past few days.

The women in the village originally thought that Mrs. Liu would be difficult to get along with. After all, the Liu family is much richer than everyone else.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Liu spoke softly and softly, and was quieter and more polite than Zhao Yuru.

Everyone was happy and took her to cook together, dig wild vegetables and pick mushrooms together, and they quickly became familiar with her.

The little baby in the shack got into a quarrel over two wooden trinkets.

Jiayin didn’t pay attention and almost got scratched in the face, so he quickly fled the scene.

She shouted loudly, "Milk, milk, hug, hug!"

Sure enough, Mrs. Li ran over quickly.

 Hearing that her granddaughter was almost scratched, Mrs. Li felt distressed and carried her granddaughter on her back with a bamboo pole. Then she picked up a basket and took her to pick mushrooms.

This is so in line with the good news!

(End of this chapter)