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It was said that in the seventies, when resources were scarce, almost everyone living in the village would go up the mountain to pick some mountain goods to subsidize the family's income. As there were no wild beasts in the mountain, many people would bring their children up the mountain.

When Fang Yi was young, there were almost eight kids on the mountain every day. However, there was another story behind why he had the best relationship with Fatty and Three Cannon.

After this incident, the three children of Fang Yi, Peng, and Wei Jin Hua could be considered to have gotten closer and closer to each other. They seemed to be playing together inseparably every time they went up the mountain.

Although the three armies didn't have many words in their hearts, although their mouths were shouting nonsense, they still viewed Fang Yi, who was a little younger than them, as their big brother. Every year, they would have their relatives in the city bring some books up the mountain for Fang Yi.

Fang Yi had no parents, and apart from the old Daoist Priest, Peng San Jun and Wei Jinhua were the closest people to him. The relationship that the three brothers had since they were young did not change in the slightest due to the passage of time.

"Fatty, stop bullying us. I am going to fight for this injustice..." After watching for a while, Fang Yi also joined the fray, but rather than calling it a fight, it would be more accurate to say that Fang Yi separated the two people who were rolling on the ground.

"If only I could live in such a large courtyard by myself …"

After fighting for a while, Fatty and Three Cannons stopped. He tilted his head and looked around before saying, "Three Cannons, I think it's better to let Brother Yi stay here. Anyway, you're the only one who lives here …"

His parents were originally not from the Wei Village, but the youth who came to the village during the 1970s. Due to policy problems, they couldn't make it back to the city in time for the last batch of students to return. Therefore, they came to the village.

Peng San Jun's second uncle had been an engineer for a few years in the seventies and learned the skill of blasting. After he had retired from the army in the early eighties, he had run to Wei Jia Village and started a stone business with Peng San Jun's father. During these years, they had to protect the mountain and return to the forest before they had finished their business and returned to the city.

Many of Peng's family members lived in Shanghai and Jinling, and inside of Jinling City, there was also an ancestral residence left behind by Peng's grandfather. After Peng's grandfather had served as a soldier and left, his parents went to live at Jinling's ancestral residence.

Other than his parents, who occasionally came back to clean up, the house in Jinling City had been empty for the past two years. Since the house was too small and Peng was unwilling to stay by his parents' side to be restricted, they came back to the Wei village.

"Of course Brother Yi will stay with me. I've already bought all of his clothes from now on..." He picked up a bag from the table after entering the room and threw it to Fang Yi. "You're a fake Taoist. Don't wear this robe all day. Hurry up and change your clothes …"

"Change it now?" Fang Yi was a bit hesitant when he heard these words. He had grown up in a daoist robe, and now that he was asked to wear something else, he really didn't feel used to it in a short while.

"Nonsense, of course I'll change it now, Beni Road, brand..." Peng Sanjun smacked his lips and said, "This set of clothes cost me more than two hundred yuan. If you don't wear it, you can give it back to me. I can even use it to back off …"

"Wear it? Who said I don't wear it?"

He knew that from the day he descended the mountain, his future life would be completely different from when he lived on the mountain. If he wanted to blend into this society, not to mention changing his clothes, he would probably untie his hair and change his hairstyle.

This is the spring and summer season,

"Eh, the moment you change your clothes, you immediately become a Taoist …"

When Fang Yi had changed out of his slightly worn out Daoist robes, San Niu and Fatty's eyes lit up at the same time. San Niu extended his hand and said, "Put down your hair as well. It seems a bit awkward …"

"Alright …" Fang Yi nodded and let go of the hair tied to his head. His long hair fell on his shoulders and he looked even more otherworldly.

"Why are you two looking at me?" The somewhat unaccustomed Fang Yi looked at Three Cannons and Fatty in front of him and snappily said, "Dao Lord, I've got flowers on my face again. Why are you two always staring at my face?" We haven't met since we were young? "

"I have..." The fat guy nodded honestly and said, "But I've never seen you like this …"

As the saying went, everyone wanted to dress up like buddhas and gold. When Fang Yi changed his hair style, it really made Fatty and Three Shots dumbfounded. This was because the young Daoist in front of them had changed. Even his temperament had changed.

When Fang Yi wore those clothes, San Niu and the fatty felt that Fang Yi was like a white-collar worker from the city. The clothes worn by the people from the city didn't feel out of place on Fang Yi's body, as if this was how he should dress.

It had to be known that after Fatty left the army, he had also worked in the city for several years, but no matter how he dressed, he always gave people a feeling of being out of place in the city. How could he be like Fang Yi?

When Fang Yi put down his hair, the feeling he gave Three Cannons and Fatty suddenly changed. The long-haired Fang Yi seemed rather uninhibited, like a rock star they'd seen on TV. His bones were filled with a refined feeling.

"How about... I think it's better for me to return to my daoist robes … " When he wore this new set of clothes, Fang Yi felt his entire body itchy and uncomfortable, especially under the gazes of Three Cannon and the fatty. It was as if his body was covered with bugs and he wished he could immediately take off his clothes.

"Don't, it's good like this. Just tie up your hair again..."

Hearing Fang Yi's words, Three Cannon and Fatty stopped him from moving at the same time. Three Cannon ran into a drawer and rummaged for a while before taking out a rubber band and saying, "This was used by my mom in the past. Make do with it first, we'll find a barber shop in the city to cut your head off …"

"It's fine if I say that …"

The fatty shook his head and said, "Look at Fang Yi's current temperament. Does he look like an artist? The male celebrities on TV don't look that good. If he goes to the entertainment circle, those male celebrities will definitely lose their jobs … "

Although the fatty's words were a bit exaggerated, but Fang Yi's appearance was indeed quite good. His face originally had a bit of a resolute expression, but when matched with that extremely pure gaze from Fang Yi, it gave people a feeling of being extremely gentle and sunshine.

"What entertainment industry?" Is it just singing? " Hearing the fatty's words, Fang Yi said with a bit of curiosity, "My songs are average, I can't do that line of work …"

"Don't listen to this fatty's lies …" San Niu laughed and said, "No matter how good your singing is, you won't be able to get into the entertainment circle. That circle is too far away from us. Let's just find something to do, feed ourselves first before we search for dog novels …"

Especially when they saw the six dishes and the soup on the table, the two of them could not help but directly sit in front of the table. The fatty reached out and picked up the bottle of wine on the table.

"Hey, I said three cannons, why don't you give us a share pavilion to drink? "Are you that petty?" The gold splitting pavilion that Fatty was talking about was a low-grade local wine. It was very popular in the early 1990s, but at this time in the past two thousand years, it was clearly not of good quality.

"Bro, I've been talking about this recently. I don't even have ten dollars left in my pocket. It would be great if I could take out this wine …"

In fact, he had originally carried two bottles of the old Huzhou Cellar with him from his home in the city, but he accidentally knocked them off on the way here. When he saw that he didn't have much money left in his pocket, he could only spend a few dollars to buy two bottles of bad wine from the village canteen.

"I still have the bottom of the Monkey Wine, so I can barely drink it even with some other wine. Our third brother will drink this dog search novel today …" When he saw the awkward look on Three Cannons' face, Fang Yi took out a wine gourd from the chest and uncorked it. Although there were only a few drops of wine left, the aroma filled the room.