After breakfast, Zhang Wenyuan informed his wife, then took Ah Huang to stroll around the nearby mountains. It would be even better if he had an eagle. How fast would it be if he could lead a dog and roar in the mountains and forests? From the south of the village, they walked along the surrounding hills to the north. It was close to noon when they slowly walked back along the main road.
When they met people they knew on the way, they greeted them and chatted. In fact, the villagers were very simple. As long as you did not deliberately violate their interests, they were very friendly, easy to get along with, and easy to satisfy. In the past, although Marshal Zhang was not so bad that he had sores on his head and pus on his feet that everyone despised him, he was also notorious. Many villagers did not understand him at all. They just subconsciously wanted to avoid him and did not want to have too much contact with him. After the incident with the wild boar, the villagers 'attitude towards him changed slightly. As the saying goes," If you eat a person, you will be short on the mouth, but if you take a person, you will be soft on the hand." It was said that the wild boar was also hunted by Zhang Wenyuan. Each family received one or two catties of pork, so they could smile and greet each other when they met.
When they arrived at the only small store, there was only a little doll. He asked for a box of hard Monkey King for five yuan. Zhang Wenyuan took out a five-yuan note. Just as the little doll was in his hand, a voluptuous middle-aged woman opened the curtain from the back door and came in. Seeing this, she snatched the money from the doll's hand and stuffed it into Zhang Wenyuan's hand.
"Look at the little kid. How can our shop accept your money? If it weren't for you, I don't know what would have happened to my husband. She was still lying in bed. She had been extremely busy these few days and had not had the time to thank him. How could she accept the money?”
The man in the woman's mouth was a bastard. This small shop belonged to Wang Bajin's family. The woman's name was Han Cuihua, and she was Wang Bajin's wife. She was usually sharp-tongued and her thin lips were like knives that were unforgiving. She was also the shopkeeper at home. Wang Bajin was taught a lesson and was obedient. It was a typical case of " tracheitis."
Although this woman's mouth was like a knife, she was not mean and knew how to dote on her man. On one hand, she was strict with her husband, but she did not abuse him. She did not eat three meals a day, and she did not suffer from the cold all year round. He was truly grateful to Zhang Wenyuan.
Zhang Wenyuan handed it to the little child and said,""At that time, no matter who saw it, they would help.”
The little boy looked at his mother and didn't take the money. Han Cuihua pushed Zhang Wenyuan's hand back and said angrily.
"Brother, you're looking down on me. My husband's life is worth more than a box of cigarettes, right?”
Zhang Wenyuan smiled bitterly. These words made it seem as if Zhang Wenyuan despised a box of cigarettes and wanted something more generous in return. He could only put the money back into his pocket. Before he left, he heard Han Cuihua shouting,"Big brother, come over for dinner when you have time." Zhang Wenyuan smiled and didn't take it to heart. The villagers had the craftiness of farmers. For example, a box of cigarettes meant a favor, and a shout meant a meal.
When they passed by the big field in the middle of the village, they saw a small figure hiding behind a big tree that was too big for the three of them to hug. She kept looking at the field.
Such a large venue was very useful in the mountainous countryside. As most of the mountains were slopes, modern harvesting machines could not enter the ground. When harvesting wheat in summer, Chunping people harvested it. After they were cut, they were tied up neatly and pulled to the wheat field by a cart. They were tied up one bundle after another. After they were all cut and dried, they were ground a few times with a tractor pulling a stone roller. If there were fewer people pushing or pulling the stone roller, they would be ground. The crushed wheat straw was placed on the side of the field. It was a kind of firewood that was easy to burn. There were also people who came specially to collect the wheat straw. A pile could be sold for one or two hundred yuan. The wheat grains that had been crushed could not be stored in the warehouse immediately. They had to be dried on the field to prevent mold. After the autumn harvest, the corn stalks were also piled up on the field. After drying, they were used as firewood in winter.
When she came behind the big tree, Xiao Ya curled up and secretly looked at it, not noticing Zhang Wenyuan's arrival. Following Yaya's gaze, there was a group of children playing games. There was never a lack of games in childhood. In the eyes of adults, childish and laughable things were the source of happiness in the eyes of children. Often, a small thing could give birth to an afternoon, a day, or even a few days of happiness. Only by not being blinded by greed and not being led by intelligence could one easily obtain satisfaction and happiness. When they grew up, they would be led by all kinds of external things and lose their original desire to pursue happiness.
"Why don't you go play together?" He asked softly.
The little girl trembled violently and turned around to lean against the tree. When she saw that it was Zhang Wenyuan, she was relieved. The corners of her mouth immediately flattened, and tears began to fill her eyes.
Zhang Wenyuan squatted down and blew into the little girl's eyes tenderly.""What's wrong? Who bullied you? Tell Daddy, Daddy will deal with him.”
" They said Mommy is mute and Daddy is a gambler," the little girl sobbed, feeling wronged." He doesn't play with Yaya."”
"Then do you want to play with them?"
"Yes…" The little girl stopped sobbing and blinked her big, sparkling eyes as she answered hesitantly.
"Daddy has a way to let them play with Yaya, but it's noon now. Let's go home for dinner first and come back in the afternoon.”As he spoke, he lifted Yaya up and placed her on his shoulder.
After lunch, just as she put down her bowl, Yaya ran up to Zhang Wenyuan and stared at him with her large, watery eyes. Zhang Wenyuan understood. He opened the cabinet and took out a pile of snacks. He put them in the pocket in front of her little belly and gave her an idea to give one to each child. When the little girl returned home in the evening, she was indeed beaming with joy. She pulled Zhang Wenyuan's arm and kept telling him about the various games she had played in the afternoon. Zhang Wenyuan gave her a few more ideas, and the little girl focused on memorizing them.
The next day, Zhang Wenyuan got up early and put a shovel in the small world. He thought about it and put a machete for chopping wood. He took the dry food that his wife had prepared last night and gently closed the door. He stepped into the mountains in the twilight that had not yet subsided.
Zhang Wenyuan entered the mountain this time purely to cover up the crocus he was about to sell. Otherwise, if a large sum of money suddenly appeared, not only would he be unable to explain it to others, but he would also be unable to explain it to the people around him. A trip into the mountains would shift people's attention to the wonders of the mountains and the exploration of the mountains. The reason he gave his wife was that he had seen a precious medicinal herb when he entered the mountain before. However, it had not grown at that time, so he had left it for now. It could be sold for a lot of money. His wife did not suspect him and carefully prepared dry rations for him.
Before the sun came out, the mountains were quieter than the night. Insects and birds were silent, and the fog that rose at night was pervading the air. Together with the lingering darkness, it enveloped the mountains and forests. Only the deep valley could occasionally see the panoramic view. The scenery that appeared and disappeared from time to time made people feel like they were in a dream. They could not see the future clearly, nor could they look back. This was also the case for Zhang Wenyuan. A timid person with weak Yang qi really did not dare to walk alone in this mountain forest that seemed to be able to swallow people.
Breathing in the fresh air, Zhang Wenyuan walked faster and faster. Ever since he had obtained the magical small world, his body had been constantly modified. He could only feel that his strength, speed, reaction speed, and endurance had all increased over the years. He had never fully exerted his strength and speed. Zhang Wenyuan had a premonition that if he released it without any restrictions, it would surpass the limits created by modern people and reach an appalling level. Therefore, he had been enduring the unpleasant hope of not exploding.
Early in the morning, he was not afraid of shocking the world in the mountains. He let go of the lock on his body by his thoughts. A violent power burst out from his bone marrow, as if it wanted to burst his body. His body automatically adjusted, and he exerted force on his legs. A hole of more than ten centimeters appeared under his feet, and he shot out like a cannonball. Sometimes, he would be like a bear, and every time he landed on the ground, there would be a loud bang. Sometimes, it was like a spirit shaft that was climbing and jumping in the forest, like a gust of wind that blew across rivers and stone creeks.
Zhang Wenyuan felt very strange now, as if his soul had left his body. His thoughts were calm and sharp as he watched his body that was constantly accelerating and jumping. With the release of his power, the irritable feeling in his heart gradually calmed down. His strength was like a flood that had burst through a dam, and his speed suddenly increased to the limit. His body suddenly jumped up, and his speed that surpassed everything rushed down with the power of wind and thunder. A series of afterimages gathered in one place. With a bang, the stone under his feet cracked, and a surging force burst out from his arms and bombarded the tree trunk that was as thick as a fist. The tree didn't shake, but when the fist left the tree, a creaking sound came from the fist mark, and the canopy suddenly fell.
Zhang Wenyuan suddenly came back to his senses. He felt his mind clear and his entire body comfortable. The frustration that had accumulated in his fierceness had long disappeared. It was like a calm ocean, vast and boundless.
He turned back to look at Mt. One Finger, which had been left far behind. The rays of the sun weren't too strong, but it was coated with a layer of halo. It was as if a golden sword had pierced through the curtains of the night sky. He looked at the time and roughly estimated the distance. He felt incredulous. In less than half an hour, he had crossed three mountains and crossed more than ten miles. Mountain roads were different from flat roads. Ten miles of mountain roads were equivalent to thirty to forty miles of flat roads, and this did not take into account the twists and turns of the mountain roads. It was clear how fast he had been when he had completely erupted.
He couldn't help but think that his martial arts were also considered outstanding, and he could be considered half a superman, right? He didn't know if there were any immortals or monsters in this world, or if there were urban superpowers written in novels. If there were, then this world would be too crazy. He shook his head at the thought of this and threw these distracting thoughts out of his mind. He was really silly. Now that science was so advanced, it had long proved that there were no immortals and ghosts in the world. Everything was just a fantasy of people. But how could he explain his own small world? Zhang Wenyuan had never been a stubborn person. If he really couldn't understand, he wouldn't think about it. Whether there were immortals or not was none of his business for the time being. He just needed to control his daily behavior and not be too shocking.
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