A month passed quickly, and Zhang Wei's limb injuries were healed a lot, and now he can basically walk by himself.

When he walked to the nearby ditches again, he looked for a long time before he understood why this place was called Hugou Farm.

This ditch is not very huge, but its shape is very strange. If you observe it yourself, you will see that the shape of the ditch looks like a tiger.

And in the mouth of this tiger, it was the place where these miserables "bury" the dead. Inside the tiger's mouth, there were white bones. Zhang Wei suddenly felt that the tiger might be alive, and it was constantly devouring these miserables.

The Confucian scholars who were exiled to this point were so unbearable. They were probably not even as poor as those from outside, and they had no place to be buried after their death.

Zhang Wei shook his head vigorously, as if he wanted to forget what he thought just now. He turned around and walked away towards the ditches and limped.

The expressions of the miserable people I saw along the way were the same, numb, cold, and lifeless.

In addition to the discipline that can make some laughter, there are also the miserable children who are in their childhood.

Before children become sensible, they do not know the sufferings of the world. Even if they are so naughty, the miserables here try not to scold them. After all, when they grow up, they will never find the happiness of their childhood again.

As Zhang Wei came out and walked around more often, the miserables here also knew that the Aman family had a useless man like him.

Perhaps it was because Zhang Wei had been injured before, or they did not have to work when they saw Zhang Wei and rely on Aman to support him every day, so these miserable people were very indifferent to Zhang Wei. Many miserable people even ignored him after seeing him.

Ajuan, who has the best relationship with Aman, was even more rude to Zhang Wei after seeing Zhang Wei and often sarcasticized Zhang Wei. After Aman learned about this, he quarreled with Ajuan more than once, but Ajuan's attitude towards Zhang Wei became worse and worse.

On this day, Zhang Wei was awakened by his body pain during his nap. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head. He wanted to forget the pain in his sleep, but he was awakened by the pain in less than half an hour.

Aman handed over a wet cloth and asked Zhang Wei to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Then she sat next to Zhang Wei and said, "Brother Awei, what's wrong with you? Is it because the injury on your leg hurting again?"

Zhang Wei didn't say anything. When she was in pain in the past two months, Aman thought that Zhang Wei's broken limbs were hurting. She had no idea about the most vicious Nine Life and Nine Life Storm of Suffering and Death in the World in Zhang Wei's body. For Aman, she didn't even know some of the magic spells, let alone other ones.

Zhang Wei naturally knew that Aman didn't understand, and he didn't say it out loud, just shook his head.

Seeing Zhang Wei shook her head, Aman said, "Brother Awei, I want to ask you something, um~ Just don't be angry with Sister Ajuan, okay?" After saying that, Aman looked at Zhang Wei pitifully.

Zhang Wei glanced at Aman and couldn't help but think: Aman's pitiful look is also ugly. Then he said, "Since you have spoken, I will naturally not be angry with her."

Aman smiled and said, "Hehe, it would be better if you don't get angry, I've been worried for a few days."

"By the way, why does Ajuan look weird every time she sees A Geng?" Zhang Wei asked in confusion.

Aman hesitated for a while and then said, "Actually, A Geng and Ajuan had a good relationship before. Both of them grew up here. They can be said to be childhood sweethearts, but later A Geng became a disciplined person..."

Zhang Wei sighed and said, "It turns out to be like this. You needless to say, I can think of it."

Speaking of this, it seemed that the atmosphere became not very good. Zhang Wei and Aman were not speaking, and they passed by in a simple manner overnight.

Zhang Wei's limb injuries were almost healed, and now he has walked much more steadily.

There are some naughty children on the farm. When Zhang Wei’s legs and feet are not good, they like to smash Zhang Wei with stones to play. Now when Zhang Wei’s legs and feet gradually get better, there are many fewer naughty children following him.

At this time, Zhang Wei sat on a mound, looking at the wind and sand all over the sky, and felt very moved. He thought to himself: "The wind rolled the yellow curtain around the lonely mountain, the clouds rose and fell, and the white bones were broken. Guests from the east vomited their hearts, and it was difficult to warm the coldness of the tiger ditch."

As soon as Zhang Wei finished speaking, a child standing behind Zhang Wei was stunned for a moment, and the stone in his hand fell to the ground.

The child saw a strange look in his eyes and shouted at Zhang Wei: "Crip, do you actually know the words?"

Zhang Wei turned his head and found that the child was the naughty Xiaoshi on weekdays. He looked for Xiaoshi and said, "Why did you change your mind today and don't hit me?"

Xiaoshi touched his head, and walked to Zhang Wei with an incredible expression on his face, and said excitedly: "Everyone says you are a lazy and disabled person, but I really didn't expect you to write."

When Zhang Wei blushed when he heard the sentence "I was lazy and disabled", he said to Xiaoshi: "I just called poetry, but it's not writing."

Xiaoshi glanced at Zhang Wei in confusion and said, "When my father was still alive, he would occasionally say something inexplicable like you did just now..."

"This is not called inexplicable words, it is called poetry."

"Shi? Is it my name?"

Zhang Wei shook his head and said, "Yansi Shi Shi, didn't your father teach you how to read?"

Xiaoshi said unhappily: "I wanted to learn before, but my father refused to teach me anyway. Later, after my father died, my mother even refused to let me recognize words, and said that if I recognized words, she would beat me to death."

Zhang Wei smiled at Xiaoshi, then looked up at the sky and was stunned.

"Crip, what's wrong with you?" Xiaoshi asked in a low voice.

"I was thinking that the laws formulated by the powerful people of the Xifan Kingdom were to discipline the subjects in their country. Through the laws formulated, they saved themselves from obeying the laws they had formulated, and when formulating and executing the laws, they allowed the laws to protect their private interests. Those who dared to say no to their laws became dissidents. So the powerful people used the laws to suppress these consciences and even taught them to educate the people. You Confucian descendants in the bitter and cold land were ignorant of their eyes and thought that even the way of heaven was like this..." At this point, Zhang Wei's tone was a little choked, as if he could not continue.

"What are you talking about? It's such a twisted tongue. Although I can remember some words, I can't understand a single word."

Looking at Xiaoshi's puzzled expression, Zhang Wei sighed and said, "I mean, you persecuted children are so numb that they are used to it."

"Perprise? No, in the first half of a month, after the supplies come, I will be able to eat meatball soup that day." Speaking of this, Xiaoshi swallowed unconsciously.

Zhang Wei touched Xiaoshi's head and said, "Xiaoshi, do you want to recognize words?"

"Think, think about it..." Xiaoshi hesitated for a while and continued, "Then you are not allowed to tell my mother!"

"Okay, if I don't tell your mother, I won't tell anyone."

Hehe... Xiaoshi smiled happily on the mound.

The wind and sand were blowing slightly, and Xiaoshi sat closer to Zhang Wei and leaned against Zhang Wei.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!