Shang Liuliu showed a very confusing giggle while winking at Wang Tiezhu.
Wang Tiezhu sighed softly and bowed in response.
I have to admit that Shang Liuliu has a sweet mouth, and he is the kind of junior who is very popular with his elders.
Wang Tiezhu watched silently from the side as Shang Liuliu danced gracefully, embellishing his escape story, shocking the old man with a white beard. When he finally looked at the two of them, his eyes were full of sympathy.
"Uncle, please send us to the nearest town. Don't worry, we still have some expenses, and you won't let us go for nothing."
Shang Liuliu spoke softly and bowed his hands politely.
Hearing this, the white-bearded uncle touched his beard and laughed loudly. His big, calloused hand patted Shang Liuliu's thin shoulder.
He probably came from a farmer's background and had been working with crops for a long time. His hands were a little stronger, so he just slapped him twice, and the smile on Shang Liuliu's face suddenly froze.
"Young girl, what are you talking about? Old man, I am a good person and do good deeds. You two come up quickly. Before it gets dark, I will send you two to the nearest village to stay overnight."
The white-bearded uncle took back his hand, pointed behind him, and motioned for them to get on the bullock cart.
Hearing this, the corners of Shang Liuliu's frozen lips quickly rose again, he smiled, and pulled Wang Tiezhu to jump onto the bullock cart.
Behind the oxcart was a piece of wood that was larger than the door panel. The handrails on both sides were hammered in with thick branches. The bumps of the oxcart caused a bit of pain in the palms of the hands along the way.
Shang Liuliu retracted his hand angrily and put it on his knees obediently, facing Wang Tiezhu, like a poor little man who had been warned.
At this time.
Wang Tiezhu sat down cross-legged, and his spiritual consciousness entered the spiritual sea.
In the vast white clouds and mist, the Divine Sword Zunyi still hangs high, with the Coiling Dragon Seal resting on the sea of clouds.
As for the Xuyan Heavenly Disk, it is as motionless as a mountain, hanging in the air, exuding a faint golden light.
Everything in the spiritual sea was as deserted as ever. Wang Tiezhu rested here and wiped away the fatigue of the past few days.
"Brother Wang, wake up quickly."
Suddenly, Shang Liuliu's call rang in his ears.
The consciousness returns to its original form again.
A pair of straw sandals came into view. Wang Tiezhu looked around and asked, "Are you here?"
"Yes!" Shang Liuliu jumped out of the car first.
Wang Tiezhu looked around. At this time, dusk was falling. A few steps away, there was a village with smoke curling up, and the candlelight that had just been flickering.
"This uncle is from this village. We are so lucky to have found a place to stay by chance." Shang Liuliu came closer and said.
"You two, young fellows, come home with me. My old lady must have cooked dinner. I think you two have extraordinary bearings, so don't think we have a rough diet."
The white-bearded uncle touched a white thing from his waist and led the bullock cart to the entrance of the village.
Only then did the two of them realize that someone was guarding the entrance to the village, and they had blocked it with several horizontal and vertical wooden stakes as tall as one person.
The old man stretched the thing in his hand towards the wooden stake and saw someone taking it. After a while, the low door on the right was opened, and it was dark inside.
Wang Tiezhu took a look and winked at Shang Liuliu, hoping that this guy would learn to be cautious when traveling in the world.
As soon as this idea came up, it was killed by Shang Liuliu's actions.
I saw Shang Liuliu trotting over and enthusiastically helping Mr. Whitebeard lead the cattle cart. Seeing that Wang Tiezhu didn't follow, he thoughtfully asked him to hurry up.
Wang Tiezhu felt helpless, but he still followed.
The three people passed through the low door one by one, and when they got out, they saw that this so-called village was not too small.
There are endless houses inside that are lined up one after another. In the middle is a long street as wide as three people walking together. The long street stretches all the way to the end.
"Our place is called Zhengjia Village. Although it is not as big as the big families with the four surnames, our family is still rich and the villagers are very hospitable.
Well, turn right in the alley ahead and you will reach my house. You can stay at my house tonight!" The old man with a white beard drove the bullock cart and led the way.
Shang Liuliu has a sweet mouth, and he is as good as Uncle Zheng in every mouthful. He is also very hard-working, which makes Uncle Zheng very happy.
The three of them quickly passed through an alley that was not too wide.
After walking for a short while, Uncle Zheng stopped the ox cart, and Wang Tiezhu also stopped behind him. He looked up and saw a small fenced courtyard.
There was a red lantern hanging on the firewood door, and the lantern gave off a soft light. Uncle Zheng stepped forward and knocked twice, and saw a young child jumping out. He was short in stature and kept calling "Grandpa".
At the same time, he put his feet up and stretched out his arms to remove the bolt on the door.
When Uncle Zheng saw his little grandson, he immediately smiled with wrinkles. He bent down and took the little guy into his arms. He turned around and waved to the two of them, "Come in quickly."
Shang Liuliu grabbed the hemp rope and drove the bullock cart into the yard. The buffalo mooed and paced in place, refusing to enter the door.
When Wang Tiezhu saw this, he quickly went to help.
Two people, one on the left and one on the right, grabbed the hemp rope and pulled it into the yard. The buffalo had a stubborn temper. Before they met, the two used brute force to force themselves into the yard. They raised their front hooves and kicked Shang Liuliu in the lower abdomen.
"Get away."
Wang Tiezhu noticed something was wrong at a glance, and pushed Shang Liuliu away first. Before the buffalo could kick him with all his strength, his muscles all increased.
There was a dull thud.
The buffalo's hooves seemed to have hit an iron plate. The hooves of the buffalo were instantly dislocated, and two more lowing sounds were heard, which sounded very pitiful.
"You old cow, why are you so angry when you get home?"
Uncle Zheng heard the cow's scream and turned around to see that the young master Wang, who was thin just now, now had muscles all over his body.
After he was surprised, he took a closer look and saw that the old cow's hoof was obviously out of position, and the joints were slightly protruding. The front hoof was kneeling on the ground, and it looked like it was injured.
Wang Tiezhu was worried about being misunderstood, and instinctively wanted to explain, but before he could speak, Shang Liuliu immediately ran over and said apologetically, "Uncle Zheng, it's our fault, we'll pay you for it."
The most important partner of a farmer is the oxen. Injuring someone else's oxen is like breaking someone else's job.
Wang Tiezhu also scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, uncle, tomorrow we will go collect medicine to treat the cow's injuries."
Although there is no money, and some methods cannot be used due to space constraints, Wang Tiezhu can at least treat bruises and injuries, and he can go to the nearby mountains to find some herbs tomorrow.
And Uncle Zheng is not a messy person. He knows the temper of his cattle very well, and he regretted that he had just talked to his little grandson and forgot about this stubborn guy.
"It's okay. I'll go find the veterinarian in the village tomorrow, but this young man's ability seems to be underestimated." Uncle Zheng said meaningfully.
