Xia Qingchen hesitated for a moment and said, "Xia Wuming."
"Oh, it's the unknown little brother." Zhou Mengmeng didn't realize that it was a fake name: "Can you tell me a story?"
"For example, when you were walking around the world, did you encounter any special stories?"
Xia Qingchen smiled. She had never told anyone a story in her entire life.
However, his life experience was so rich that any excerpt from his life can be compiled into a wonderful story.
So it’s at your fingertips.
After several stories were told, Zhou Mengmeng was fascinated by them. Sometimes her heart was tightened, sometimes she laughed, sometimes she was in awe, and she was completely attracted by the story.
The relationship between the two quickly became familiar.
Zhou Mengmeng absolutely adored Xia Qingchen.
"Let's stop here and continue tomorrow." Xia Qingchen said.
Zhou Mengmeng suddenly felt disappointed, but looked out the window and exclaimed: "Ah! It's already noon! I haven't cooked yet!"
She hurriedly ran to the yard to light a fire and cook.
At this moment, a loud voice came from outside the hospital: "Mengmeng sister."
I saw a green man in animal clothing walking in with a bow on his back.
He was also carrying a shot pheasant in his left hand.
Zhou Mengmeng said in surprise: "Ah! Brother Liangliang, are you back from the county town?"
"Hey, I just came back from the county town. I met a pheasant on the road. I beat you and give it to you!" Zhou Liang looked at Zhou Mengmeng with eyes full of admiration.
"What a fat pheasant! Thank you Brother Liang!" Zhou Mengmeng said with a smile.
The young man named Brother Liang is one of the few young men in the village. He is strong and good at hunting. At a young age, he is already the most experienced hunter in the village.
Recently, I had the opportunity to be favored by a warrior in the county and teach him how to practice.
The whole village is proud of him.
I don't know how many people in Shiliba Village envy their Shiyan Village for producing such an outstanding young man.
Zhou Liang smiled and touched the back of his head, and said with a smile: "As long as Sister Mengmeng likes it."
Zhou Mengmeng rolled her eyes and said, "By the way, this pheasant is just the thing to replenish Brother Wuming's health."
Zhou Liang, who was smiling innocently, suddenly stopped smiling and said in confusion: "What unknown brother?"
Zhou Mengmeng said simply: "The man that grandpa rescued, he is amazing! He can juggle and tell stories. This is the first time I have seen such an amazing person."
Hearing this, Zhou Liang felt uncomfortable. This was the first time he saw Zhou Mengmeng worshiping someone so much.
"Really? Let me see what kind of person he is." He stepped into the room without any explanation and saw Xia Qingchen lying on the table.
In terms of clothes and appearance, Xia Qingchen has an extraordinary look, which is far beyond the comparison of hunters in the mountains and countryside.
Zhou Liang felt even worse. He turned back to the yard and scolded: "Sister Mengmeng, how can you take care of a man of unknown origin by yourself?"
Especially for such a young man!
Zhou Mengmeng was a little unhappy: "Brother Liang, what do you mean?"
Zhou Liang stared at Zhou Mengmeng, feeling unhappy and said, "I don't think he is a good person. You take care of him by yourself. What if he has evil intentions?"
"Why don't you look like a good person?" Zhou Mengmeng threw the pheasant out of the yard angrily: "Take it home, I don't want it anymore!"
As he said that, he pushed Zhou Liang out: "Get out, get out!"
Zhou Liang quickly changed his attitude and said with a smile: "It's my fault. I shouldn't speak ill of others."
"Then you get out too!" Zhou Mengmeng admired Xia Qingchen so much, how could he allow others to slander him?
Zhou Liang said: "Farewell, Sister Mengmeng, I'm here today to bring you some good news, which is related to the safety of your grandfather and grandson! I'll tell you when Master Sanku comes back!"
Only then did Zhou Mengmeng change his attitude, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Okay, but don't speak ill of Brother Wuming again!"
So Zhou Liang stayed and helped Zhou Mengmeng make lunch together.
At noon.
Master Sanku came back empty-handed carrying the fishing rod.
He sighed dejectedly: "Hey! The big black fish in Longtan only feed at dawn. In order to save that kid, I missed the best time."
Zhou Liang stood up and greeted him: "Master Sanku, thank you for your hard work! I am also thinking of ways to help you."
Zhou Liang knew very well what happened to their family.
He also didn't want to see the innocent and beautiful Zhou Mengmeng fall into the hands of gangsters.
"How can we disturb you about our family's affairs?" Master San Ku said in appreciation. He waved and enthusiastically invited Zhou Liang into the house for dinner.
For this reason, they had to carry the seriously injured Xia Qingchen to a bench aside.
"Master Sanku, what will happen to this guy in the future? You are leaving soon." Zhou Liang glanced at Xia Qingchen, who was unable to move, with some disdain.
The former pondered, but Zhou Mengmeng responded quickly: "Of course we will take them away together! We can't just ignore death."
What?
Zhou Liang's heart tightened, and he took this young man with him on the road?
He hurriedly said: "Master Sanku, you have too much time to take care of yourself, how can you care about outsiders? For the sake of Mengmeng, you can't do anything extra."
In desperation, Master Sanku waved his hand: "Stop talking about it. I rescued the person from Longtan, so he should be a good person and do it to the end."
As he spoke, he took out his toad pipe and took a deep drag.
"This... this can't be done!" Zhou Liang was worried: "We are not relatives, but we are not friends. Is this the case?"
He wished he could open Sankuye's head and see what happened to the brain inside?
Is now his time to be righteous?
How could Mr. Sanku, who is usually so shrewd, become confused at the critical moment?
"Liangliang, please stop interfering in our family's affairs and go back after dinner." Mr. Sanku drove away the guests somewhat unhappy.
As a last resort, Zhou Liang had no choice but to shut up.
But the eyes he looked at Xia Qingchen became more and more contemptuous.
"Brother Wuming, leave him alone, I'll feed you." Zhou Mengmeng filled a bowl of chicken soup and brought it to Xia Qingchen to feed him.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Liang was filled with jealousy, but he couldn't stop him.
He looked deeply at Zhou Mengmeng and said, "Master Sanku, I have good news to tell you!"
Lord Sanku was filled with worries and forced a smile: "Oh? What good news do you want to tell me?"
Zhou Liang lowered his voice, as if he was afraid that others would hear him, and said mysteriously: "Master Sanku, do you know which Buddha my master is?"
Hearing this, Master Sanku's expression changed and he became awe-inspiring, and his old eyes were filled with deep awe.
"Silly boy! How could I not know about the famous swordsman? I have heard about his deeds so many times!"
"I heard from distant relatives in the county that Jian Junzi is one of the best masters in the city, and he is very advanced in martial arts!"
"Whenever you go out, you must be carrying a sedan with eight carriages, and all of them are powerful middle-aged men!"
"The big shots in the county, such as the city lord and the commander-in-chief, often entertain him for banquets and respect him very much!"
"I once saw his formation from a distance. It was so majestic and majestic!"