As spring passed and autumn came, time flew by. What Zhuo Wen did every day was to sit in front of his house and carve wood carvings. Then he would eat and chat with his wife Mu Chenxue, and occasionally visit nearby neighbors.
Every time he was carving, Mu Chenxue would always watch silently.
And she also knew that the wood carvings Zhuo Wen carved, whether they were humans or animals, were all the enemies and beasts Zhuo Wen had killed over the years.
After each carving, Zhuo Wen would fall into memories, recalling all the details of the original battle.
It can be said that as the carving deepened, Zhuo Wen's understanding of himself became more profound.
"Uncle Zhuo, are you carving again? You are really persistent. You have been carving for more than 20 years, right?"
When a young man passed by the door of Zhuo Wen's house, he subconsciously stopped and immediately looked towards the door. He saw Zhuo Wen still carving wood and couldn't help but smile.
The young man is about in his early twenties. His wheat-colored skin shows his healthy beauty. His well-proportioned figure and strong muscles make this young man look quite strong.
"Big dragon! You have grown so big in the blink of an eye."
Zhuo Wen put down the carving knife and looked at the young man at the door with a smile.
This young man was Dalong who came to Zhuo Wen's house to visit Muwan more than ten years ago. Ten years ago, Dalong's family left Xinghua Village and went to a nearby market town to do business.
At that time, no one in the village saw Dalong and his family off, and everyone boasted that Dalong's father was very capable and had bought a house in the market town.
The young man chuckled, but his eyes fell on the wood carving in Zhuo Wen's hand.
The wood carving in Zhuo Wen's hand is only half completed. The texture of the upper body is clear, but the carving of the lower body has not yet begun.
What surprised the young man was that Zhuo Wen should have carved a figure at this time, and this figure actually had three heads and six arms.
This weirdo with three heads and six arms has three heads with different expressions, and six arms holding six different hand gestures, which looks quite weird.
"Uncle Zhuo, what kind of weirdo are you carving? He actually has three heads and six arms." Dalong said curiously.
Zhuo Wen smiled and said: "This is just my boring work. I don't know what it is?"
However, Dalong became interested. The three-headed and six-armed monster in front of him looked lifelike, and the texture of the skin inside could be clearly seen. This made Dalong marvel at Zhuo Wen's craftsmanship.
"Uncle Zhuo, I like your carving very much. How about you sell this wood carving to me?" Dalong said with a smile.
Zhuo Wen looked serious, smoothed his gray beard, and said: "Dalong, you also know my rules. This wood carving is my hobby and is generally not sold, so..."
Dalong looked disappointed, but he really liked the wood carving, but when Uncle Zhuo insisted, Dalong had no choice but to give up.
"Uncle Zhuo, the reason why I returned to the village this time is because my father is old and wants to go back to his hometown to enjoy his old age. Moreover, my father is now weak and sick and has some difficulty walking. So, Uncle Zhuo, please see if you can help me make a crutch for me.
Dad." Dalong said sincerely.
Zhuo Wen smiled and said: "No problem!"
As he spoke, he randomly selected a slender piece of wood from the courtyard, and immediately started carving on the wood with the carving knife in his hand.
Dalong looked at Zhuo Wen's flowing movements with envy. Speaking of which, Uncle Zhuo in front of him was about the same age as his father, both already over fifty.
But Uncle Zhuo in front of him was not convinced by his age at all, and his movements were as sharp as a young man in his early twenties.
If he hadn't seen the countless wrinkles on Zhuo Wen's face, Dalong wouldn't have believed that he was looking at an old man who was about to enter his seventies just by Zhuo Wen's hand.
"alright!"
Half an hour later, Zhuo Wen put down the carving knife with satisfaction and handed the carved crutch to Dalong.
Dalong's eyes lit up. The crutch in front of him was definitely the most comfortable and blinding crutch he had ever seen in his life. Moreover, holding the crutch in his hand, he actually felt like his whole body was shaking, as if some warm current spread along the palm of his hand and spread all over his body.
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"Thank you, Uncle Zhuo. Here are ten taels of silver. Take it!"
After Dalong looked at Fan's crutch with great satisfaction, he took out twelve taels of silver and handed it to Zhuo Wen.
Unfortunately, Zhuo Wen did not pick it up, but said with a serious look: "Dalong, didn't I tell you? I have my own rules here. The price of the crutch is ten cents, and I can't accept these ten taels of silver.
"
Dalong's eyes showed embarrassment, and he said sheepishly: "Uncle Zhuo, I was impulsive. I haven't been here for a long time, so I forgot your rules. This is ten cents, please keep it!"
Zhuo Wen took the ten cents and nodded with satisfaction, then picked up the unfinished wood carving again and began to carve it attentively.
"Uncle Zhuo, are you sure you don't want to sell this wood carving?" Dalong asked, looking at the wood carving in Zhuo Wen's hand with some reluctance.
Zhuo Wen shook his head and answered Dalong's question.
"Uncle Zhuo, I'll leave first!"
Dalong sighed softly, said goodbye and left.
"Husband, I heard from the neighbors that Dalong has been admitted to the first place in the Dayu Kingdom this time. It is said that the king admires Dalong very much and specially betrothed the princess to Dalong."
A woman with some wrinkles on her face walked out of the room. It could be vaguely seen from the woman's facial features that when she was young, this woman was definitely a beautiful woman.
Zhuo Wen put down the carving knife, looked at the woman with a smile and said: "Whether Dalong is promising, it will also be of great benefit to the village."
The woman nodded and said with a smile: "I also heard that Dalong, in addition to sending his father back to his hometown this time, also plans to repair the houses in the village and the dilapidated temples in the suburbs."
"It's really good that he has this intention..."
Zhuo Wen paused for a moment, his eyes showing a hint of contemplation.
"Husband, Dalong has been a strong boy since he was a child. It seems that he has never asked you for anything. On the contrary, he often helps you." Mu Chenxue suddenly said.
Zhuo Wen smiled slightly and said: "I know, after I finish this wood carving, I will give it to Dalong, which can be regarded as a kind of commemoration for him!"
Mu Chenxue smiled softly and said, "The child will definitely be extremely happy by then."
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As night fell, a sneaky figure entered the low house.
This figure quickly entered the living room of the stone house. There were rows of shelves in the living room, and various wooden carvings were placed on the shelves.
The figure soon noticed an unfinished wood carving placed under a shelf in the corner. This wood carving had three heads and six arms, lifelike.
The moment he saw the wood carving, the figure became energetic. He picked up the semi-finished wood carving and looked at it carefully, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.
Soon, the figure became hesitant, and then he took out a palm-sized brocade bag from his arms and placed it in the place where the wooden carving had been taken away.
"Uncle Zhuo, I'm sorry, I really like this wood carving. I have to leave tomorrow! I'm afraid I may never have the chance to return to Xinghua Village. I don't want to miss this wood carving!"
The figure murmured in a low voice, with a hint of guilt in his voice, then sighed softly and quietly left the house.