In many costume dramas, when describing farmers' farming, most of them use the classic standard configuration of oxen and wooden plows.
But in fact, this scene is just like in the domestic workplace suspension drama. The hero and heroine earn a salary of 2,000 yuan, rent a luxury apartment of more than 100 square meters, wear famous brand clothes, and eat in high-end restaurants with elegant environments.
Spectrum.
Even after the founding of the People's Republic of China, large livestock such as cattle, which were important agricultural production tools, were mostly collectively owned. The average homesteader could not afford to buy them, and even if they could afford them, they might not be able to keep them.
Not to mention the famine years when there was still not enough food. The little food was not enough for people to eat. How could there be extra food to raise cattle?
Besides, the time doesn't match up either.
The old man went out and came back in less than a quarter of an hour. Excluding the time to collect milk, the range of activities he could move was not very large, and he could only come into contact with a limited number of households at most.
The several households nearby are all poor farmers. They don't even have walls or gates. There are only a few simple thatched houses with mud walls standing there. If there are large livestock like cattle, it is impossible not to see the cow shed.
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"You are saying that this old man is lying? Is he also a monster?"
"Mrs. Tailor" put down the pottery bowl in fear. The psychological shadow left by her previous bride "Ahagi" has not been eliminated, and she does not dare to give "Hyakkimaru" any more milk with suspicious origins.
Luo Jie had a vague guess in his mind, and waved his hand to signal "Mrs. Tailor" not to panic, saying: "The old man is a human being, and he probably just has some unspeakable secrets."
After that, he stood up and walked to the door: "It's getting late. Feed the children and go to bed quickly. We have to continue our journey tomorrow... Lai Guang, you stay here to protect Mrs. Seam, and I'll find a place outside to deal with her all night."
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"But...Master, it's not safe outside."
"Don't worry." Luo Jie raised his hand to stop "Minamoto Yorimitsu" who was about to catch up, and said indifferently: "I'm not so weak that I can't even hold on for a few minutes. If there is really any danger, I will
I'll call you."
"Well...please be careful."
At night in the small village, everything is silent.
A bright moon hangs in the black tent-like sky, covering the earth with a quiet silver glow.
Luo Jie walked out of the side room, released a "Ghost Pipe Fox", confirmed that the old man in the main room had fallen asleep, and went straight to a barn in the backyard.
The barn was unlocked, the door was open a crack, and a dim light shone faintly inside.
"It seems that this family's secret is hidden here."
Luo Jie was about to open the door and enter when he suddenly heard the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, as if someone climbed over the wall from outside.
"Is it such a coincidence? It seems that I came at the right time."
A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of Luo Jie's mouth, and his body moved and blended into the darkness of the courtyard.
Under the fence of the backyard, a young man dressed as a scholar was sitting on the ground in a panic, grinning and rubbing his ankles.
Suddenly, a long, cold knife was silently placed on his neck from behind.
"A good man——"
Just as the young man was about to kneel down and beg for mercy, Luo Jie held his mouth shut.
"If you don't want to die, don't scream. You answer whatever I ask. Don't talk unnecessary nonsense. Do you understand?"
The young man had a look of horror on his face and nodded repeatedly. Only then did Luo Jie slowly let go of his hand.
"Okay, you can turn around now."
"No, no, no! I understand the rules! I'm really dead when I see your face..." The young man closed his eyes tightly and didn't dare to turn his head.
Luo Jie was speechless for a while and didn't bother to explain to the other party. He asked directly: "Who are you? Why are you climbing over the wall in the middle of the night?"
"Returning to the hero, I am a scholar in this village. I have been writing letters to the young lady from this family. The young lady invited me to meet here tonight. I am just keeping the appointment. I am not some gangster who enters the house at night...
Uh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean you, you must be a righteous thief who robbed the rich and gave to the poor, otherwise you wouldn't have given an insignificant person like me a chance to explain."
"There is only one old man in this house. Where did the young lady come from... You are going to the wrong place."
"Impossible, I still have a token given by this young lady here." As if he was afraid of being misunderstood by Luo Jie, the young scholar hurriedly took out a white paper folding fan from his arms, pointed to a dot of vermilion in the center and said: "This one
I received the paper fan outside the wall today, and it has rouge that only women use. If the other party was not willing to meet me, how could he send such a token of his feelings?"
Luo Jie took the paper fan, put it in his arms without looking at it, and said coldly: "You can go now... remember, there is nothing here."
"Hey, how could you..."
The young scholar's conditioned reflex was to snatch it away. Luo Jie lightly pressed down the back of the knife a few points. The biting chill immediately made the young scholar tighten his neck again and squat on the ground, shaking like a frightened quail.
"Ah! I didn't see it, I really didn't see anything! Spare your life, dear man, I'll leave now... No, no, no need to warn me, I know, there is no token, and there is no lady, everything is just my imagination!"
"very good."
Luo Jie picked up the scholar's collar, rounded it and threw him over the wall.
The scholar didn't even dare to pick up the fallen hat, and he rolled and crawled and disappeared at the end of the field path.
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Looking at the embarrassed figure who wished he had two more legs, Luo Jie shook his head regretfully.
The previous threat was actually just a test. If this scholar had some backbone, the result he would get would definitely not be like this.
Putting the weapons back into the storage space, Luo Jie tidied up his clothes and turned around to return to the barn.
When you open the door, the first thing you see is a screen.
The dim light of the oil lamp shines from inside, projecting a tall figure with horns on its head on the screen.
Hearing the footsteps at the door, the figure inside the screen trembled slightly, and then hesitantly stretched out a woman's hand that was obviously larger than ordinary humans.
"Do you want to confirm your identity..."
Luo Jie smiled, took out the white paper folding fan from his arms, and gently placed it in the palm of his hand extended behind the screen.
Not long after he put away the folding fan, the screen in front of him folded up a page, revealing the face of a beautiful girl with melancholy eyes. Two curved horns protruded from both sides of the skull, glowing against the long fiery red hair.
A layer of metal-like hard texture.
Sure enough it was her.
This horned girl is also one of the monsters that appears in the original work of "Pitch Black", and her type is "piece".
The word "piece" is broken down to mean "human cow", but unlike the minotaur in Western legends, "piece" is not the head of a cow with the body of a cow, but the opposite, the head of a man and the body of a cow.
Legend has it that the first thing "piece" said after he could speak was a curse about disaster.
But in fact, the disaster is not directly related to the "piece". The "piece" is just a special kind of monster with the ability to predict, and the so-called "curse" is just a prophecy to remind humans to take precautions.
But in the face of irresistible natural disasters, human beings often get angry at "pieces", thinking that this kind of monster has cursed them.
Chapter completed!