The northern border is like other places. There are big cities, small towns, and scattered villages. The vast land and vaguely undulating mountains look a bit vast. People walking on the winding roads are like ink stains.
This is a middle-aged man with a disabled leg, dragging a sledge in his hand. Although his walking is slow, it is not too strenuous.
He seemed to be returning from the fields and heading towards the village ahead, but there were no other busy farmers in the fields, and there were no children playing in the village, chickens crowing and dogs barking, and the world was quiet.
The sudden sound of galloping horse hooves broke the silence, accompanied by billowing smoke and dust. Several people were running toward them, but the man dragging the sledge seemed not to hear it. He neither looked back nor gave way, and limped slowly.
"Uncle Lei! Uncle Lei!"
There were loud shouts behind him, but the man still didn't look back until the men and horses rushed over and blocked the road.
Chen Shi jumped off the horse and shouted in the man's face: "Uncle Lei!"
The man looked at Chen Shi's face, and a smile appeared on Gujing Wubo's face, and he said with a voice: "Little Shitou, where did you go to swindle money again?"
Chen Shi blushed and shouted loudly: "Uncle Lei, don't talk nonsense about when I cheated money!" After saying that, he looked around and said, "Uncle Lei's ears are broken. You have to talk to him to see."
Uncle Lei looked at the mouth shape and looked around. There were three horses and four people around him.
Two young women, a girl about ten years old, and a man with an iron arm.
They were also getting off their horses. When they heard Chen Shi's words, they all shouted to Uncle Lei, "Uncle Lei."
Uncle Lei looked away and snorted: "Bringing back some bad friends!"
What he thought was a quiet voice sounded like thunder in other people's ears.
Hua Ling and Ah Mao laughed exaggeratedly, Meng Xichang smiled slightly, but Qixing looked calm.
Chen Shi shouted to Uncle Lei with some embarrassment: "Uncle Lei, don't talk nonsense, I don't have any bad friends!"
After seeing him, the younger sister always felt a little irritated. She didn't always call him Brother Shitou after him like she did when she was a child. Maybe it was because they hadn't seen each other for a long time. Whenever Uncle Lei said those messy things about him, the younger sister became even more irritated with him.
Got it!
He grabbed Uncle Lei's arm and pulled him to look at Qixing: "Uncle Lei, look who this is?"
He opened his mouth without asking Qixing, do you still recognize Uncle Lei? The answer is definitely no.
Uncle Lei then looked at Qixing. The girl looked at him quietly.
Uncle Lei was confused at first, then frowned, tightened his grip on the sledge, and blurted out: "Luo Gong!"
As soon as these words came out, Meng Xichang and Hualing were both a little stunned. This name is...
"Who is Luo Gong?" Ah Mao asked curiously, pulling on the flower bell sleeve.
Chen Shi came back to his senses, stamped his feet, turned Uncle Lei's face back to him, and shouted: "Uncle Lei, you are not only deaf but also blind! This is my little girl! Aunt Yan's daughter!"
When he said this, he stared at Uncle Lei, his mouth opened wide, but his voice dropped.
"Like Aunt Yan!"
The little girl and Aunt Yan were seen by Uncle Lei. His eyes suddenly became surprised again, and he quickly turned to look at Qixing.
This time Qixing looked at him, smiled slightly, and said, "Uncle Lei."
Uncle Lei let go of the sledge, took a step forward and stared at Qixing, looking left and right. His face was full of smiles and his eyes were red, and he nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, my little girl is just like she was when she was a child. She looks exactly like Ayan!"
After saying that, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to say, "Go home quickly."
Qixing said hello and led the horse to follow him slowly.
Chen Shisong said, in fact, he didn't blame Uncle Lei. He also thought he looked like the man named Luo in Bailou Town, so he missed meeting his little girl.
It's also strange. The little girl obviously looks like her aunt, but when she looks at her, she thinks she is the one with the surname Luo.
Alas, there is really nothing we can do about the blood relationship between father and daughter!
Thoughts flashed across his mind, Chen Shi got on his horse and galloped forward past Uncle Lei and Qixing, stirring up dust.
"Uncle Lei, I'm going to tell everyone that my little girl is back!"
Just tell me who is back, and don't play with everyone to guess who it is, so as not to call Luo Gong again and again!
Watching Chen Shi galloping away, Qixing and Uncle Lei walked quickly, Hualing Meng Xi Chang also led the horse to follow, Meng Xichang even reached out to grab the sledge on the ground...
His hands paused.
"What's wrong?" Ah Mao asked.
Meng Xi pulled the sledge and said, "It's okay. This sledge is very heavy, but it is very light to pull."
Hua Ling smiled: "Is there anything strange?" She raised her eyebrows at the two people in front of her, "Where is Miss Qixing's home?"
Miss Qixing is so powerful, even if the people in her family are deaf and have limited flexibility in their legs and feet, they are not ordinary people.
Meng Xi smiled and nodded: "Indeed, those of us who have traveled around the world have heard for a long time that Beitang Mechanics are great."
Ah Mao was sitting on the horse and asked: "Who is Luo Gong?"
It just seemed like everyone knew it.
Ah Mao was a little younger, and something had happened to the Mo Sect when she remembered it, so no one probably told her about it. Hua Ling said, "It was the previous head."
Ah Mao yelled and chuckled: "That shows that Sister Qixing has extraordinary bearing. This uncle can tell at a glance that she is the leader!"
Is this so? Hua Ling and Meng Xi looked at each other. At that time, they thought it was strange, so that’s it!
After A Mao solved the puzzle, he left it and made a whip-raising gesture on the horse: "Drive, drive, let's go see Sister Qixing's hometown."
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The return of relatives makes the whole village lively, but there are not many people in this village, and they are all old, weak, sick and disabled.
It is not surprising for Meng Xichang. When he was forging the artifact for the emperor, almost all of them went to Beitang, and almost all of them died in Jin.
This is the sorrow shared by Mohists everywhere, but Mohists will not be immersed in sorrow.
Even if there were only a dozen people, in order to welcome their relatives back and entertain their fellow guests, they lit a bonfire in the meeting hall in the middle of the village, spread out the grill, brought out their own brewed wine and snacks, and started eating, drinking and laughing.
"Even though there aren't many people now, there were a lot of people back then!" Chen Shi stretched out his hand and gestured, "There are people standing from here to here, and I can't even squeeze in."
An old woman turned the rabbit meat on the oven and laughed when she heard this and said, "You, little Shitou, are not qualified to come in at that time! You are just a little brat!"
Ah Mao ate a skewer of meat and giggled: "Little brat!"
Chen Shi pretended to be angry at the old woman: "Grandma Hui! How old am I now!" As he spoke, he raised his head arrogantly, "I am now the master of the Beitang Hall! How awesome!"
Granny Hui curled her lips and said, "Why are you so awesome? My little girl is already in charge, and she is not even older than you!" She hummed again, "My little girl has been smarter than you since she was a child."
Chen Shi snorted and wanted to refute something, but Granny Hui's voice came again.
"The eldest daughter is smarter. If she were here, you, Little Shitou, wouldn't be able to be the leader of the hall."
Chen Shi's voice became hoarse and he couldn't say anything.
But there was a curious voice.
"Who is the eldest girl?" Ah Mao asked, squatting aside.
Granny Hui said: "She is my little girl's sister."
Ah Mao said, "Sister Qixing still has a sister."
Granny Hui nodded: "Yes, they are twins. They look exactly the same."
She said this with a smile in her eyes.
"Cute and cute."
Twins, Hua Ling and Meng Xi also looked over.
Ah Mao jumped up even more: "Then where is she? If she comes out, will I have two Seven Star Sisters?"
The smile on Granny Hui's face disappeared: "She is dead."
The atmosphere at the scene condensed.
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Everyone in the village was in the meeting hall. There were no lights in the entire village. In the darkness, a courtyard in the southwest corner suddenly lit up with fire.
Uncle Lei swung the fire to illuminate the courtyard. Qixing looked at the house. Although it was very old, it was not dilapidated and covered with dust.
Uncle Lei said: "We will often clean these unoccupied houses."
Although the owners are no longer here.
What if someone comes back?
Look, we have been waiting for today.
"Little girl." Uncle Lei said with a smile, and opened the door. "The furnishings in the room have not been moved. They were covered with cloth."
Qixing followed him in and looked at the covered furnishings. He could distinguish tables, chairs, beds, and a short utensil with no apparent use.
Qixing walked straight over and uncovered the cloth. Uncle Lei also raised the fire twister, and a rocking car appeared in front of him under the firelight.
"Hey, this is your childhood toy." Uncle Lei said.
This is a rocking car with two wooden horses side by side. They creak and sway with the force of exposure.
Qixing couldn't help but laugh.
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His death was not a big shock to everyone.
Many people died in the Jin incident.
Ah Mao bit into the meat skewers and nodded, "My parents are also dead."
Meng Xichang also said: "Mo scholars are not afraid of death and do not regard death as a sorrow."
Hua Ling raised her tea cup and wanted to say a word of respect to this young lady she had never met before.
Granny Hui suddenly sneered: "Of course Mr. Mo is not afraid of death, but she is not, she was killed!"
The hall was frozen again.
Chen Shi took a step forward: "Hui Po! Stop talking!"
Granny Hui continued to sneer: "Why don't you say it? It's not her who did the evil! Why can't you say it!"
She looked at Hua Ling and the others.
"The eldest daughter was sacrificed to the sword by her father!"
Sacrifice the sword!
Ah Mao opened his mouth wide, Meng Xichang's face became stiff, the teacup in Hualing's hand fell, and the red fruit tea splashed everywhere.
