Feng Zi smiled lightly and watched Deng Zhi leave.
The general did not look back, and the boy did not turn his head.
Feng Ziqing felt reluctant for no reason and stood alone by the lake for a long time.
He shrugged and smiled, hoping everything goes well. It is better not to think about things that are not there. It is important to seize the time to practice. The altar is indeed not simple. You should pay more attention to what is going on in the village in the future.
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In the north of the village, the village chief's home.
Wei Jing was already asleep, and Wei Fangxun, who did not know his age, was lying alone on a bamboo chair in the courtyard, taking a nap. He put his hands on the armrests, bent his fingers, and kept tapping, making a slight sound, as if he was waiting for something.
After a long time, Wei Fangxun opened his eyes, looked towards the mountain and lake, and the corners of his mouth gradually rose.
The next morning, Wei Fangxun woke Wei Jing up for dinner. He looked at the girl with a bulging mouth and a smile on her face, reminding her to eat slowly. The girl nodded, but her eating speed did not slow down.
After the meal, Wei Fangxun asked with a smile: "Jing'er, how are you raising the rich son? Do you need grandpa to go outside and find some more books for you to study?"
The girl nodded first, then shook her head, and said: "Grandpa, I have thoroughly studied the basic knowledge of horse breeding. I really need to read some more detailed books, but it's okay to buy them later. Let's wait until we grow up.
The world is so chaotic, so there is no need to rush."
In front of young girls, the old man always has a amiable face.
The old man waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter, I just want to go out to do some errands. It may take two or three days, or a little longer, so let's buy them together. Those farmers in the village, how can they know what kind of books are suitable?"
Tell me what you see, and tell me what you don't understand."
Seeing the old man's insistence, the girl didn't think much about it, and then she went along with it and chattered a lot, and the old man took note of everything carefully.
At noon that day, Wei Fangxun, who rarely left the village, wore a gray gown and left the village alone. It was already three days before he returned.
After breakfast that day, Feng Ziqing was preparing to go up the mountain to chop firewood. A short while after going out, he met Wei Fangxun who had just returned from outside.
He was a little surprised, because Wei Fangxun was very different at this time.
The Wei Fangxun in front of him was walking very slowly, with his feet close to the ground. To be precise, he should be moving, and his steps were staggering, like an eighty-year-old man.
He was covering his chest with one hand, his face was extremely pale, his gray gown was already torn, and he was holding a slightly heavy package in his hand. When he saw Feng Ziqing walking by, a smile seemed to appear on the corner of his mouth.
Although he was a little confused, Feng Ziqing didn't take this scene to heart. After all, Wei Fangxun seemed to be seriously injured at this time, so it was better not to provoke him.
Because he knew that the old guy didn't need it, and besides, the other party wouldn't necessarily answer him, so he chose to be indifferent and continued to go up the mountain to chop wood.
Maybe I saw it wrong just now, maybe, why would this old guy smile at me?
Later, I learned from Wei Jing that the package was filled with books about raising horses. Wei Jing felt distressed about this for a long time, and even the wealthy children put it aside for the time being, and borrowed many herbs from other families, boiling and boiling them.
Yes, do your best to take care of it.
It wasn't until three months later that Wei Fangxun's complexion gradually improved. However, Feng Ziqing also discovered that Wei Fanxun's face had finally become older and his hair had become whiter.
After these three months, Wei Jing's temperament has become much calmer. She no longer runs around the village like before, and the number of times she takes the initiative to seek help from Fengxun is also less. After seeing Wei Fangxun gradually recovering, the girl continued to be happy.
He went to serve the rich and noble.
Of course Feng Ziqing knew that for a practitioner in the late stage of the Danling Realm, medicinal herbs alone would not be useful. When he first returned to the village, he was still walking slowly, but he got better after returning to the village. Is it still useful in Qingfeng Village?
So Feng Ziqing couldn't help but be a little more cautious.
The situation is dire, and it really makes me sad.
When the heat passes and the cold comes, spring comes in March, and there are no old friends in the cool breeze.
It was cold in spring. After finishing cutting firewood, Feng Ziqing, who was wearing a long green gown, went down the mountain to the outside of the bamboo house by the lake near the mountain. As usual, he put the firewood aside and stood quietly by the lake.
After burning a stick of incense, he sighed, bent down to pick up the firewood, and left slowly.
At this time, he was much taller than last year. Due to years of working in the mountains to chop wood and hunt animals, his figure had become slender and tall, and his brows showed calmness.
In the blink of an eye, it has been more than a year, and the blue bead he carries with him has not become hot for a long time. Maybe there is a war. I hope he will be safe.
Fortunately, the village was as usual, not in a hurry.
When he returned to the village, Lao Liu was not there, so he put the firewood in the courtyard of the Liubian tree and retreated. He happened to meet Wei Jing passing by the door, followed by the rich horse, which was no longer a pony.
The girl immediately stopped, smiled and waved at him, and called Brother Xiaofeng affectionately. Fugui'er also kindly stepped forward and rubbed Feng Ziqing's arm with his head.
I don't know when, Wei Jing, a girl, fell in love with plain colors. At this time, she was wearing plain cotton clothes, her appearance gradually grew, she was a little more delicate, and she had grown a lot taller, but Feng Ziqing felt that there was no
It was cute before.
The girl put one hand on the rich man's back and held a book in the other hand. The book was probably a story book that the villagers brought back when they went out shopping not long ago.
Of course, what I brought back was not only the storybook, but also the baby.
Wei Jing held the book and waved it in front of Feng Ziqing's eyes. After calling Brother Xiaofeng, she just smiled and said nothing. Feng Ziqing smiled knowingly and said, "Let's go and listen to your story."
The girl smiled even more and went straight into Liu Bianshu's courtyard. After a while, she came out with a basket of fodder and the book in her arms.
She shook her head, turned around and strode forward, Feng Ziqing walking behind her, Fugui'er following behind, with only baskets in her eyes.
Although silent, there was a tacit understanding.
After sitting down on the first floor of the bamboo building, Wei Jing placed the basket beside the table and patted Fugui's head before he lowered his head to eat. Fugui neighed in a low voice to show his understanding.
This time it tells the story of a hero who wisely punishes thieves, and he still does not forget to intersperse some local snacks. Feng Ziqing has written them down one by one, but he has always been curious, where did this girl hear such delicious food?
Self-taught as a teacher?
Seriously, Wei Jing is very satisfied with her performance just now. I won’t talk about raising horses. She is also a good storyteller. Brother Xiaofeng should like such an excellent self, right?
After telling the story, Feng Ziqing raised his hand to hold Wei Jing's head, shook it twice, and said with a smile: "Girl Jing, your storytelling skills are getting better and better. You can become a storyteller in the future."
, you tell me in front, I will collect the money in the back, and then I will ride around on the rich man, go wherever there is delicious food, and when I make a lot of money, I will buy you a lot of delicious food."
Wei Jing's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she clapped her hands together. What a great idea.