In the days that followed, Gujiacun once again returned to its previous peace. If there was anything different from before, it was that Changsheng was more popular in the village. Maybe it was because of her previous performance that the children were yearning for her.
At this time, Changsheng was waving the small wooden sword in her hand again and again under the guidance of Lao Gutou. She was not in good health, but she had been training from the morning when the sun rose to tomorrow, and she had never screamed.
A bitter sound.
Seeing the big beads of sweat dripping from Changsheng's face, Lao Gutou felt satisfied.
"You are young and short now, so you cannot attack tall adults. So it is a very wise choice to go down the third route at this time. Don't listen to those dirty and shameless words. When fighting, as long as you win
, who cares how you won? You see now, no one asks me how I survived the battlefield, right?"
"Then how did you survive on the battlefield?"
Lao Gu choked on his head and angrily hit Chang Sheng with a reed stick in his hand. The thing was not as heavy as a chopstick. Hitting Chang Sheng was like playing, and it didn't hurt at all. So
Changsheng was not afraid at all, but continued to stare at Lao Gutou with curious eyes.
There was no other way. Lao Gutou could only touch his nose and recall the past. However, he still wanted to save face in front of Changsheng, so he would not talk about things that were too dirty. In the end, he weighed it, it seems he can talk about it.
There aren't many things.
"There's nothing else, but you have to remember one thing forever, never be merciful to your enemies."
Lao Gutou still has a deep memory. When he went to the battlefield for the first time, he fought hard on the battlefield with all his courage. He didn't even dare to look at his enemy. But when he heard the sound, he looked a little childish.
When the exclamation rang out, Lao Gutou couldn't help being stunned.
It was a young man who seemed to be younger than he was at that time. He was carrying a spear that was longer than him. He stood opposite him at a loss. There was blood everywhere. He seemed to be frightened.
Silly.
Lao Gutou softened his heart for just a moment, really, just for a moment. He thought, this child must be a miserable person, and there was no need to deal with such a child. So he made the most serious mistake, turning his back to
The child looks for other rivals.
Then he was stabbed. If the big brother who lived in the same camp with him hadn't pushed him quickly when he saw something was wrong, Lao Gu would have almost been stabbed in the head! From that moment on, he knew,
Never feel pity for your enemies. Those people may be really pitiful, but how can you not be pitiful? Before you sympathize with others, you should first see if you have the ability to sympathize with others.
Sympathy for the weak is something that only the strong can do. But they are far from being called strong. They are all ants, and they have to take care of their own safety first, not to mention joining a group for warmth.
Changsheng was fascinated by what he heard, and felt that his grandfather's story was always so mysterious. Lao Gu glanced at the small wooden sword that the child had forgotten to wield, and then looked at the door where there was faint movement, and finally waved his hand, indicating that Changsheng could
Go out to play.
Before Changsheng could speak, there was a burst of uncontrollable exclamations outside the door, and then several children poked their heads outside the open door. It was only because they were afraid of the old man that they didn't shout.
But the urging in his eyes was almost revealed! Seeing this, Changsheng obediently said hello to Lao Gutou before running out.
As soon as the children saw Changsheng coming out, they hugged her and ran away.
"Longevity! Your grandpa can tell a lot of stories, it's really amazing!"
"That's right! My grandfather doesn't know these things. He can only tell some stories about Grandma Cat. I am no longer a two or three-year-old child. These stories don't scare me at all. Only my grandfather would find these stories scary.
.”
"That's right. You can tell us other stories later."
"good."
Children's feelings are relatively pure, and they are quite happy when they can play together. Standing at the door and looking at the direction in which the children were leaving, Lao Gutou sighed slightly.
It would be fine if adults could be as pure as these children.
For the next half year or so, Chang Sheng was at home in Gujiacun, and he could be considered a normal blender. It’s just that the child still preferred to practice martial arts with Lao Gutou rather than playing with his companions. Probably due to nature, even though Chang Sheng’s physical strength was
She couldn't support most moves, but her interest never diminished, and she continued to spend a lot of time on it.
There was less time to play with the friends, and Changsheng's days became quieter to the naked eye. Lao Gutou was also worried about the issue of playmates, but seeing that Changsheng didn't care at all, he let it go. Anyway, he
I don't like to stay with people of the same age.
Without the interruption of too many children, the old and the young lived a leisurely life. The two often hunted in the mountains, and then went to the town to sell them together, and then bought some daily necessities. Because the population was small, the immortals had to eat and drink.
On the contrary, the degree is much better than that of most children in the village.
But what makes Lao Gutou depressed is that no matter how much the child eats, he is still as skinny as ever.
For example, right now, he asked Changsheng to stand up and check his height. As a result, he didn't even grow a knuckle in height.
"Are you getting taller and taller? Why can't you grow taller? You won't be like this for the rest of your life, right?"
Patting Changsheng's head, Lao Gutou was very puzzled. But Changsheng didn't care about his small height at all. She was just pulling out the tools that Lao Gutou was guarding in the side room. These hammers, blades, etc.
Various semi-finished products are available.
Changsheng is still very interested in the long knife that Lao Gutou took out before, but Changsheng will not touch it without his permission.
"Grandpa, can you still blacksmith?"
"Only a little."
I learned it before I joined the army. I also learned a little from other compatriots in the military camp, but I was not very proficient.
It was already late autumn. Suddenly, a cool breeze blew down from the mountain. Lao Gutou was the first to notice it and showed a serious expression. Did the cold wind come so early this year?
"Changsheng, go and wear more clothes. In case you get a cold and have to take care of me."
"oh."
Chang Sheng Dian Dian ran to put on some clothes, and even brought one to Lao Gu. The old man and the young man, wrapped in their clothes, looked at the village that was swept by the cold wind quickly, with expressions of contemplation.
Especially Lao Gutou, he has lived at the foot of the mountain for a long time, and he has never seen the cold wind come so early. Feeling the cold wind blowing continuously, Lao Gutou had a vague premonition in his heart.
.
Winter seems to have come extremely early this year.
