The area of ​​Yuan Er's house is not very large, and is obviously much smaller than the compound where the big guy lives. Cowsheds, pig pens, chicken coops, dog kennels, utility sheds, etc. are all tightly packed against the walls of the courtyard, leaving only open space.

It is considered the front yard, and the main house is a row of houses about half the width of the front yard. The two wing rooms are located on the east and west sides of the main house. They all have rammed earth walls, thatched roofs, doors and no windows. It can be said that it is

The most common type of farmhouse in this era.

After passing through the front yard and entering the main room, Li Yao smelled a faint smell of food. As a foodie, her eyes naturally fell on a wooden square table with lights in the room.

The wooden table is very short, only about a foot high. There is a porcelain oil lamp in the middle of the table. There are three vegetables and one meat dish scattered on the four sides of the table. It is not rich, but it is not shabby either. There are three pottery plates each containing cooked food.

Chicory, stone mustard, and viola are all common wild vegetables in the Qinling area. The only non-vegetarian food is a bowl of rabbit meat soup. Although green onions and minced ginger are added, the rabbit meat is not processed thoroughly enough and smells like hare.

The unique smell made Li Yao, who was still 90% full, give up the idea of ​​taking a bite on the spot.

In addition, there are five pottery bowls on the table, each containing a noodle cake. The sizes of the noodle cakes are different, and it seems that they are divided according to each person's appetite. Although the cooking level is temporarily unknown, it can be seen

People who cook here are more economical.

However, when Li Yao saw the number of noodle cakes, he immediately noticed a problem, and then looked at Yuan Er next to him, with an obvious questioning look in his eyes.

Yuan Er was stared at by Li Yao with chills all over his body. He still didn't understand what the other party meant, so he called out twice. Before a moment, a girl of twelve or thirteen years old pulled another girl of six or seven years old from the side room.

He walked out, both of them looking very scared, as if they were about to cry at any moment.

Li Yao glanced at the whole family of five and saw that they were trembling all over and didn't dare to raise their heads or express their anger. He couldn't help but hold his forehead and sighed secretly: "Why do they all look like this? I don't look scary."

ah!"

Then, she suddenly remembered the situation when she first arrived in this village. At that time, the men, women, and children gathered at the door came to greet them in a swarm. Unexpectedly, just because of Yuan Er's words, they all turned around and ran away without hesitation.

, and she still remembered that this woman from Yuan Er's family was among that group of people, because she was the one who made the loudest and most piercing scream at that time.

Thinking of this, Li Yao couldn't help but feel a little angry. He glared at Yuan Er again, dipped his fingers in some vegetable juice, and wrote his own question on the table: "When you first arrived, how could you have done it?"

What's it called? Give it to me exactly as it is, word for word, and tell the truth!"

In fact, Li Yao could roughly guess the reason without Yuan Er's explanation.

This was a feudal era. Since it was feudal, it was inseparable from superstition, and superstition was inseparable from legends.

Perhaps the abilities she showed far exceeded the knowledge of the mountain people, so Yuan Er and others probably regarded her as a legendary monster in the mountains.

However, she needed Yuan Er himself to give the answer in order to fully confirm whether her guess was correct, and this was also her own unique habit.

As soon as he saw the words on the table, Yuan Er's expression suddenly changed. He knelt on the ground with a thump and kowtowed. The woman also quickly took the young man to kneel down with her, and kowtowed to Li Yao along with her man.

The two little girls were at a loss and had no choice but to hug each other tightly and cry "Wow" on the spot.

Seeing that this family was so noisy, Li Yao resisted the urge to smash the table with his hand, reached out and pulled Yuan Er from the ground to the table, dipped some vegetable juice in it, and wrote eight words on the table:

"Tell me the truth and let bygones be bygones."

When Yuan Er saw it, he didn't dare to disobey him. He immediately dipped himself in the juice and carefully replied on the table: "The immortal is here, run quickly."

"Huh?" Li Yao glanced sideways at Yuan Er and made a nasal sound expressing doubt. Although she could not understand the Guanzhong dialect of the medieval era, she could still count how many words there were in a sentence. She found that Yuan Er was still

Wanting to fool herself, she raised her hand unconsciously.

Upon noticing this, Yuan Erdeng shrank his neck in shock. He didn't want to add another five-finger mountain to his face, so he quickly wiped out the word "Great Immortal" with his sleeve and changed it to "White-foreheaded Lady".

Seeing the word "aunt", Li Yao couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, but he still took back the hand that was about to greet Yuan Er's face without leaving a trace.

Li Yao felt that judging from the reaction of the villagers at the time, the name "White-fronted Lady" was obviously well-known here and had been around for a long time. It was definitely not made up by Yuan Er on the spur of the moment.

"Baifou" is of course another name for a tiger. Coupled with the word "aunt", it naturally means a "tiger". Although she did meet a tiger today, it was obviously a tiger with a handle.

Brother Tiger, I don't know what connection it has with the legend of "White-breasted Lady", but Li Yao will never underestimate the ability of the people in feudal society to spread rumors, whether it is to call a male a female, or to call a person a female.

Great immortals and monsters are all extremely simple and easy things.

Due to his curiosity and playfulness, Li Yao deliberately pretended to neither acknowledge nor deny the name, and wrote a prank question on the table: "Why do you call me Bai?"

Um, auntie?"

Yuan Er glanced at the words on the table and then at Li Yao's face. He felt guilty immediately, fearing that his careless words would offend the other party again. For a moment, he didn't know how to answer.

Seeing Yuan Er's troubled look, Li Yao had no choice but to give up. She was given the title of "white-breasted lady" as a monster for no reason, and had no choice but to take a few lives. It seemed that she had to master this era as soon as possible.

After all, relying on writing to communicate with people is far from convenient. She doesn't want to have unnecessary conflicts because she can't have a normal language conversation with the other party, and she doesn't want to escalate an ordinary conflict to a conflict so easily.

Similar to the bloodshed tonight.

Therefore, Li Yao no longer planned to argue with Yuan Er about the matter related to the "white-breasted lady", and instead asked Yuan Er's family whether they could read and write, and she was quite satisfied with the answer she got.

Needless to say, Yuan Er and his wife, and the half-year-old boy and his elder sister can't read any less characters than their parents. Even the youngest sister can read hundreds of characters.

However, Li Yao's next request made Yuan Er's family almost fall to the ground.

But I saw her dipping her index finger in the vegetable soup and writing quickly on the dinner table: "From now on, you will start teaching me to learn Chinese. Everything you write will be spoken and listened to at the same time. When will you all learn to speak with me?"
Chapter completed!