Chapter 177 The name of the road is asked to leave the person
Is this what my father taught her?
Hearing Niuniu ask this question, Yang Jing looked even more uncomfortable.
"That was taught by Miss Jun's master." He said.
Niuniu sat on the stone and looked down the mountain.
"Uncle Yang, everyone knows who her master is, but my mother doesn't recognize it, and you don't dare to recognize it." She said, then paused, "Uncle Yang, don't worry, I won't say it in front of my mother."
Yes, now it's not a question of whether or not, but whether to admit it or not. Yang Jing smiled bitterly.
"Niuniu is the most sensible." He said.
Niuniu lowered her head.
"So what if I'm sensible." She murmured, "My father doesn't want me either."
Yang Jing suddenly looked uneasy.
"That's not the case." He said quickly.
I wanted to say something, but I didn't know how to comfort people. I was at a loss when someone came running down the mountain. When I saw them from a distance, I raised my hands.
"Brother Yang, Brother Yang, come and see." He shouted, his voice trembling with excitement, "Miss Jun said she wanted to replace the iron foot."
If you heard this anywhere else, you would think it was a joke.
How could people change their legs at will? But when Yang Jing heard this, he immediately became excited.
"Really?" he asked.
"Yes, it's true. Just now, Miss Jun went to deliver medicine to Lao Lai's wife and met Tie Jie. When she saw Tie Jie's foot, she suddenly said that it was time to change it. This foot had been worn for too long."
The man shouted from the bottom of the mountain, waving to Yang Jing, and then turned around and ran, "Everyone has gone over to take a look."
Yang Jing also hurriedly walked down the mountain, walked a few steps and turned back.
"Niuniu, let me go and take a look first." He said.
Niu Niu nodded at him and watched Yang Jing run down the mountain. Then she looked into the distance and saw many people in the village running in one direction.
Change your foot.
Why is Uncle Iron Foot called Iron Foot? She has known this story since she was a child. It was a tragic battle, but just like other times, they still won. As long as there is a battle, there will be disabilities, and Uncle Iron Foot will be lost.
One foot.
Uncle Iron Foot was sad because he became a cripple, so Dad said it was just one foot. I would make another for you, and you would be able to get up and walk. Don't be lazy and become a deserter.
Then Dad actually made a foot and put it on Uncle Ironfoot.
From then on, Uncle Tiejiao could continue to walk, ride a horse, draw a bow and shoot arrows to kill enemies.
But these are all stories told by adults, just like other stories that every child has heard since childhood, stories about her father and others like them.
The reason she told the story was because she had never seen it with her own eyes.
In her impression, Uncle Tiejiao was just a thin, taciturn, middle-aged man who used crutches every day and couldn't even herd the sheep. He could only do the work that women did, picking wild fruits and drying wild vegetables.
She couldn't imagine this man riding a horse, drawing a bow and shooting arrows to kill the enemy.
Dad made him a foot, and now Miss Jun wants to give him another foot. Dad is very powerful, and so is Miss Jun.
Miss Jun is so good-looking, so smart, and so powerful, everyone likes her.
Niuniu lowered her head and looked at her hands, then slowly raised her hands to cover her face. She could feel the bumps on her face through a layer of cloth.
She got up and ran into the forest, startling the birds and rabbits in the forest.
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Several sharp bird calls came from afar, which were sent by secret whistles outside the village. Hearing the long and short calls, the children who were sitting on the ground pulling at grass roots jumped up.
"The salesman's cart is here."
They shouted loudly and ran towards the road with joy and joy.
Three carriages stopped at the entrance of the village, surrounded by children. Xia Yong's wife and other women also picked them up. Although the men who had returned from work did not surround them, they also stopped and squatted on the big rocks to chat and laugh.
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"There's no food this time," said a salesman.
This is what Miss Jun said. The regular rewards for the guards to train were food and drink.
It doesn't matter if you don't send them. They are used to being thrifty in daily life. The rice, vegetables, and meat sent to them in the past few times are enough for them to eat until the New Year.
"Because winter is coming, I sent some cloth and silk cotton for everyone to make winter clothes." The salesman continued, while pulling off the cover on the car, revealing colorful cloth.
The bright cloth of the new clothes was like a rare treasure to children and women. Suddenly, a burst of exclamation broke out at the entrance of the village, and the children gathered around and touched the cloth with their hands.
Different from what they wore in the past, these cloths are smooth and delicate.
"Get your dirty hands away."
The women hurriedly scolded the children, protected the cloth on the car, and patrolled with undisguised joy.
"Is this for making quilts? That's such a waste."
"It's too much, how can I finish it?"
"Third aunt is good at sewing. She does it quickly, so let her help."
The chatter and discussion went on for a while.
The men who were squatting and sitting couldn't help but poke their heads over and look over. There was constant laughter and laughter at the end of the village.
"Speaking of it, it seems like I haven't worn new clothes for a long time."
The woman's soft voice sounded from behind.
This woman rarely goes down the mountain. Miss Jun was very surprised when she heard this.
"Aunt Xiao." She turned around and shouted happily, "You are here."
The woman smiled.
"My surname is Xiao, and my single name is Zhi." she said.
It was time to announce your name, and Miss Jun quickly straightened her expression and saluted.
"Jun Jiuling." She said.
"Thank you for taking the trouble." Xiao Zhi said with a smile, "We have never been so happy."
Miss Jun shook her head and said she didn't dare to take it seriously. She hesitated and looked at the medicine box.
"Teacher's wife..." she said, wanting to get the letter.
Xiao Zhi stretched out his hand to stop her.
"I told you my name just to let you call me by my name." She said, "And what I want to thank you for is your sincerity to us. As for other things, let's not say more."
It still doesn't work, but it's much better than the previous refusal. Don't rush. They have been waiting for more than ten years and it's only been a month. Take your time. Miss Jun took back her hand and nodded with a smile.
The women over there also saw Xiao Zhi and greeted each other with smiles. Xiao Zhi smiled at Miss Jun and walked over.
Miss Jun did not follow, but picked up the medicine box and headed up the mountain.
Most of them can be delivered to the city, but in order not to make the villagers feel uncomfortable, she often collects herbs in the mountains. By the way, she also gets familiar with how many toys the master has hidden in the green mountains.
The toys refer to hidden weapons and hidden array mechanisms. Many of them have been damaged. Miss Jun just rearranged them as if she saw the master doing it.
Putting down a tube of bamboo arrows, Miss Jun sat on a rock to rest for a moment. There was a rustling sound behind her. She turned her head and saw the masked girl standing behind the tree.
"Niuniu." She stood up with a smile.
"History." The girl suddenly said.
Her voice was small and she spoke so fast that Miss Jun was stunned for a moment and didn't understand.
"My name is Zhao Hanqing." The girl said again, this time a little louder.
Today was really good, both of them were willing to approach her, and Miss Jun's face became even more smiling.
"My name is Jun Jiuling." She said, curtsying to the girl.
Although the girl looked timid, she still subconsciously curtsied in return.
Her movements were very unfamiliar, and she obviously seldom greeted others, but she was still very standardized, and she had obviously been taught by others.
"Sit down." Miss Jun pointed to the rocks beside her.
Zhao Hanqing didn't come over, he held his hands on the tree trunk and raised his eyes slightly to look at her.