Chapter 105

When there are crops, there are people. Feng Yimo is afraid of red and black to scare villagers. He puts away red and black and changes into a blue robe. He holds a fan in his hand and his hair is tied up high. He looks like a wandering scholar wandering on the ridge of the field, enjoying the golden ripe crops. The air is filled with the fragrance of rice, and his mood is extremely quiet.

The golden elixir barrier, which had not appeared for a long time, loomed at this moment, which made him very happy.

This place may be an opportunity to break through!

In the field, several farmers are harvesting grain. When they see feng Yimo, a young man, suddenly appear, they are stunned. A farmer comes out of the field and bows his hand to salute: "this little brother, what can I do for you when you come to Liujia village?"

Liujiacun? Feng Yimo's spirit was in a trance. In his previous life, his home was liujiacun. Hong Ming's place in mainland China, liujiacun, was unknown. He didn't expect to meet one.

Knowing that Liu's village is not the same as Liu's, he bowed his hand and said, "I'm a scholar who takes part in the written examination of Qiuwei. I go to guibaodi to ask for a bowl of water."

The farmer saw that Feng Yimo was handsome in appearance and had no doubt about his words. He said, "in that case, please come with me."

Feng Yimo followed the farmer to the village of 100 families. Under a big tree at the head of the village, there was a grinding plate with tea bowls and teapots on it. The farmer picked up the teapot, poured a bowl of tea and handed it to Feng Yimo: "please help yourself, little brother. If the tea is gone, just shout, someone will come to add water, and the old man will harvest the crops, so he won't accompany him."

"Thank you, father-in-law!" Feng Yimo bows his hand to show courtesy.

When the farmer left, Feng Yimo lifted up his green robe and sat beside the stone mill. He poured and drank the tea. The tea was sweet and refreshing. There was a local flavor, which made him think of the mountain spring at the foot of Niutou mountain. He couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.

Puff!

A smile came from her side. Feng Yimo came back and saw a 16-year-old girl with a pure cloth skirt smile. She must have seen her silly appearance. She was embarrassed. She stood up and gave a deep gift: "I've seen this girl!"

She opened the lid of the teapot and filled it with water. She looked at Feng Yimo curiously and asked, "where is this gentleman from? Where are you going? "

Wind Yi Mo look is, Lang voice way: "from place to place, to place to go!"

Cloth skirt girl a Leng, show the color of admiration, "Sir's words are very profound, little woman admire, please have tea!"

After another ceremony, Feng Yimo sat down and continued to drink tea. The girl in the cloth skirt curled away. A moment later, she brought six or seven children aged from six to eight. "Sir, there is no teacher in liujiacun. Since Mr. Liu is here by chance, I would like to ask Mr. Liu to teach these children some knowledge. It's not very demanding. I can only know a few words, so I won't waste too much time."

Feng Yimo was stunned. He didn't expect that the girl in the cloth skirt would have such a request. After drinking other people's tea, he should offer some appropriately. What's more, he needs a reason to stay in liujiacun.

"Well, I can teach them!" Wind Yi Mo road.

"No, sir!" The girl in the cloth skirt was so happy that she immediately directed the children to the ceremony.

"Yes, sir!" Cried the young voices of seven children.

Feng Yimo pretends to sit behind the millstone with his fingers dipped in tea. He writes on the millstone and teaches the children to read one. He finds that two of the children know some simple words. He is very curious, but he doesn't say them.

The farmer who worked in the field came back and just arrived at the village. He heard Lang Lang's reading. He was very surprised. The farmer who led Feng Yimo to drink tea saw that Feng Yimo was teaching the children to read. His old face was smiling.

When the girl saw the old man, she stepped forward and said, "Dad, you've come back. How about seeing your daughter find the teacher?"

The old man dotingly patted the girl's arm. "You child, this little brother is a scholar, who is going to take the written examination of Qiuwei. You can't delay his journey. Let gowardesh go away."

The girl in the cloth skirt looked dark, pouted her mouth, and drove away the child who was studying dissatisfied, leaving behind a six-year-old child, holding his hand: "Gouwa, go home with my sister!"

Feng Yimo recognized Gouwa as one of the two children who could read, and his breast name was as kind as fengqishan's grandson. He stood up and came to the old man: "father-in-law, can you give me a bite to eat?"

The old man laughed and said, "I'm welcome. The old man just came to invite me to my humble home. There's nothing delicious in the countryside. I hope I don't take it amiss."

"Where, where, my father-in-law is too modest. Such a beautiful environment, natural food is the most rare

"If you don't dislike me, please!"

"Please

The dinner was delicious rice. The girl in the skirt fried an egg, and stewed chicken with mushrooms picked in the mountains. Gouwa's mouth was full of oil. She said she hadn't eaten such a delicious meal for a long time.

The girl's breast name is tit. Instead of having dinner with Feng Yimo and tit's father, she brought a bowl of rice, soaked chicken soup and sent it to her paralyzed mother. Carefully help up the mother, rely on the head of the bed, carrying rice mouth feed mother.Tit mother is skinny, young, and her hair is gray. She seems to be aware that Feng Yimo looks inside. Tit father sighs and says: "queer Niang went to the mountain two years ago to collect medicinal materials, but she accidentally stepped on the air. She fell off the cliff and recovered her life, but her lower body collapsed and her right hand was disabled. Thanks to queer, she began to give medicine at the age of 12 Her mother carries excrement and urine, and she has to take care of gowns. It's half a home! "

Feng Yimo secretly admires that tits are only fifteen or sixteen years old, so she takes on the heavy burden of the family. However, she keeps an optimistic attitude. She is the last one to eat every day. She doesn't eat until everyone finishes eating.

WOW! The sound of the bowl falling to pieces came from the room, followed by a hoarse roar: "tit, you let my mother die. It's too painful for me to live like this. I don't want to drag you down! Your father's hard-earned money has all gone to see a doctor for me. In the end, I'm broke. I might as well die! "

"Mother, what are you talking about? Even if you are paralyzed in bed for a lifetime, your daughter will take care of you for a lifetime. With your mother, this is a complete home! " Tit quietly squats on the ground to pick up the broken porcelain pieces. The mother on the bed sobs. Gouwa runs into the room with his rice bowl: "sister, let's eat for my mother with my bowl!"

Seeing the touching scene, Feng Yimo decides to help them, at least to make shanque Niang stand up again. If a monk in the later stage of foundation building doesn't have this ability, he doesn't need to cultivate immortals.

He put down the bowl and chopsticks, went into the inner room, looked at the tit lady on the bed, and said: "old lady, I've learned the art of Qihuang in xiafeng Yimo. Maybe your disease can be cured. If it's convenient, let me have a look."

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