"Which child, what's his name?" Aunt Chun didn't think of such a person for a moment.
"He has no name. He is said to be an orphan." She had just given him the name Su Mu. In the memory of the villagers, he was a nameless child.
"Oh, him." By saying this, Aunt Chun knew who Tong Yan was talking about. Her tone was nonchalant and she frowned slightly, which was not what she liked.
"That child was the son that Qian Laizi bought from outside two years ago. He had only raised the buyer for a year. Unexpectedly, he died of illness and there was no one else in the family. The child relied on his employer for everything.
The family is still surviving on the leftovers." Aunt Chun turned over the vegetables in the pot.
Thinking of how thin Su Mu was without anyone to take care of him, he sighed heavily, "He is also a pitiful person. He is about the same age as Guizhu, but he is as hungry as if he were five or six years old. It makes people feel sad to see him...
"
Aunt Chun couldn't stop talking as soon as she started talking, "But with the situation in our village, no one is that rich. It's hard enough to raise one's own children. Who has extra food to feed other people? Now there are so many people in the border town."
It's a recruitment and a war, and it's not very far from here. We might be able to fight here one day. It's good that I can be stable now and have a stutter. How can I take care of so much."
As Tong Yan listened, his hands kept chopping vegetables.
"Qian Laizi bought the child and didn't even give him a name. He called him son every day and gave him good food and clothes. Even though he was not his biological son, it was still better than going to a mean family and being abused.
"
"Who knew that this child was so lucky that he killed his father in just one year, leaving him with no one to raise him or teach him? Who would dare to have a child with such a bad destiny?"
"What does death have to do with a child? How old is he? What can he do?" Tong Yan frowned.
Aunt Chun disagreed with this, "Why doesn't it matter? Some people here are born evil stars, specializing in the people around them. Girl, listen to Auntie and have less contact with that child."
Tong Yan was just about to retort for Su Mu, but he felt that a person's opinion could not be changed by others with just a few words.
She gritted her teeth and said nothing, but in her heart she disagreed with Aunt Chun's statement.
Simply feudal and superstitious.
When a person dies of illness, it may be because he or she is taking the wrong medicine, or the person may be in poor health, or suffer from a terminal illness, etc. It cannot be a child.
Birth, old age, illness and death are normal. It is really unfair to blame all bad things on the weak who cannot resist.
Tong Yan, who was complaining, didn't pay attention to his hands and cut his fingers with the knife.
"Hiss~" There was a tingling sensation in my fingers.
I told you not to do things seriously. Is this okay? Tong Yan cursed himself secretly and hurriedly checked the wound.
Later, Tong Yan was surprised to find that her fingers were not bleeding and there were no wounds.
"Isn't it possible that it was cut?" Why does the finger hurt?
After checking his fingers one by one and finding no wounds, Tong Yan had no choice but to think that he felt wrong.
The pain from my fingers is not very strong, it may be caused by some unknown reason.
Tong Yan picked up the knife and continued cutting vegetables. Aunt Chun asked her to take the cut vegetables and cook them.
After finishing, Tong Yan washed the kitchen knife with water and prepared to put it away, but his eyes saw a one centimeter wide gap on the blade.
When did this kitchen knife have a hole?
Tong Yan said something, and Aunt Chun quickly stretched her head to look at it, wondering: "It wasn't even there when I used it at noon, why did such a big hole suddenly appear?"
In rural areas, kitchen knives are also a moderate asset.
"Girl, was it still good when you just used it?"
"Ah, I didn't pay attention." Tong Yan felt a little guilty for no reason.
"Guizhu didn't go out in the afternoon. Did the child steal a kitchen knife to play with and broke it? Guizhu, Guizhu." Aunt Chun took the knife and went out to find the little fat man.
How could Guizhu admit to something he didn't do, but Aunt Chun decided that it was him who did it, so she slapped Guizhu a few times and added a few more strokes to Guizhu's already red marks on his legs.
…
Tong Yan went into the mountains early the next day. Since she planned to raise a cheap brother, she naturally had to work harder. There were usually more game in the woods. She wanted to try her luck and pick a soft persimmon to start with.
Tong Yan walked in front, followed by Su Mu.
The tools were found at Su Mu's house. The backpack he carried was an old one. There was even a big hole in the bottom. Because of this hole, Tong Yan could only hold the rusty hatchet in his hand.
Her eyes searched for living animals in the woods. It would be great if she could encounter pheasants or rabbits. These two animals are small and not aggressive, making it easier to catch game.
These two are also the most common. Many people eat them, and they are easy to sell if they are sold.
Tong Yan was immersed in the dream of catching wild game, eating the meat, and earning her first pot of gold. Unexpectedly, she stepped on the ivy, slid forward with one foot, and completed a difficult split.
Su Mu's eyes widened as he probably didn't expect that Tong Yan would fall flat on his face whenever he walked.
"Little Suzi, help sister up quickly." Tong Yan waved to Su Mu to help him.
After Su Mu approached, Tong Yan put his hand on him, intending to use his strength to get up. Unexpectedly, he pressed his hand and the standing person was forced to sit on the ground with a snap.
Su Mu looked at her innocently, which made Tong Yan feel a little guilty.
Well, she can actually get up on her own.
After Tong Yan got up, she was about to pull Su Mu over, but unexpectedly, he pulled her sleeve and said, "Sister, you broke my knife."
?
Tong Yan was confused, thinking that I could still break the iron knife? He subconsciously lowered his head and glanced at the hatchet in his hand, and Tong Yan felt bad instantly.
I saw only half of the rusty hatchet in my hand, and the other half lying on the ground a step away.
"How did you do it?!"
"Sister, you broke it. Just when you fell down."
???!!
Tong Yan recalled the moment when he slipped, and subconsciously clenched his hands. He really seemed to hear a soft sound at that time.
but……
The hatchet is made of iron, not foam, and it can be broken by her. "Counterfeit and shoddy products. Did you buy a fake at your house?"
Tong Yan picked up the half of the piece on the ground and compared it back and forth with the broken part.
Su Mu didn't understand what Tong Yan said. He only believed that what he saw was "the one my sister broke."
Seeing his serious face, Tong Yan decided to set an example and prove to him with facts that things made of iron cannot be broken by humans.
She held up the short half in front of Su Mu, and taught her like a teacher: "Little Suzi, iron is something that cannot be broken by human power..." There was only a soft sound, and the half in Tong Yan's hand
The hatchet broke into two halves, "... of."
Tong Yan's face instantly distorted, as if she had encountered something that distorted her outlook on life.
Su Mu stared at her with wide eyes, as if complaining about the hatchet, "Sister, you broke it again."
Tong Yan:……
After several experiments, Tong Yan discovered that he really seemed to have peerless martial arts!
Whenever she exerts force, a force comes out of her palm, and then the thing in her hand is easily divided into two halves!
So, this is not a farming novel, but a martial arts novel?!
Does "she" have a bizarre life experience, an unrelenting enemy, or is she a young lady from a certain martial arts family?
"Sister, what are you thinking about? You are smiling so happily." Su Mu asked doubtfully, looking at the excited and confused expression on her face.
"Ahem, no, I thought that if I have this kind of ability, I can take you, little Suzi, to enjoy spicy food right away." Tong Yan coughed twice, interrupted his wandering thoughts, and said to Su
Mu said with a smile.
Su Mu nodded blankly, "What about my knife?"
"When my sister gets rich, I'll change it!"
…
Ever since Tong Yan believed that he possessed peerless martial arts (?), he had been pondering this power whenever he had time.
In the following month, Tong Yan experienced many flat ground throws (trying out the legendary Qing Gong) and iron sand palms (slapping small tree trunks to understand how powerful this power is, and feel the power that only martial arts masters can pretend)
, and after various methods of committing suicide, I finally had a preliminary understanding and use of the power within my body.
This power is somewhat similar to the internal power described in martial arts novels. Whenever she calms down her mind, she can feel the power operating within her body.
She tried to control the power in her legs. She couldn't fly over walls, but she could run very fast. She didn't know exactly how fast without a reference.
With the strength in her hands, she seemed to have a pair of invincible iron hands. A tree trunk as big as a bowl could be broken with just a few hammers. It was as powerful as a humanoid weapon.
Even if she didn't call it specifically, her movements were very agile, as if she had taken an elixir.
However, she also discovered something strange.
The woods where she conducted experiments were devastated as if a typhoon had passed through, but there was not a single wound on her body.
Tong Yan rolled up the sleeve of his left hand, and there was a blue mark on his forearm that was seven or eight centimeters long and about one centimeter wide.
A few days ago, when she was chopping firewood, her hand slipped and she cut on it. The blood she expected to drip did not appear, but instead, a large piece of the knife edge was lame.
This is once again beyond Tong Yan's cognitive scope.
Ignoring the pain, I turned over and over to find the wound. After a while, a light blue mark appeared where bleeding should have occurred.
Somehow she thought of the needle that broke inexplicably when she was sewing clothes, and the hand that didn't know how to sew but had never been pricked once. It's rare that this is...
Indestructible body!?
Is she a gourd baby?
Is it because Calabash Wat Tong Yan didn't check it? She can't stab her hands or feet. She's not crazy.
The bruise on her arm became the most serious and only injury she had suffered in the past month and a half.
Su Mu came in from the yard, looked at Tong Yan sitting on the small bench, and excitedly handed something hot to her.
"Eggs, sister, our hens have laid eggs!"
Tong Yan exchanged a hare for the hen from a nearby house.
As for wild game, as a reclusive unknown master (?) who possesses peerless martial arts (?), how could he not be able to handle a few small animals?
"Little Suzi, do you want to eat eggs? Fried, boiled, steamed, roasted, whatever you like." The hen that had been raised for several days finally laid an egg, and Tong Yan was still very happy.
As long as you raise this hen well, one egg a day or two will be enough for the sumac.
"I want to cook it." Su Mu shouted in a sweet voice. It was obvious that he was looking forward to eating the eggs.
"No problem!" Tong Yan got up and went into the kitchen, boiling water for Sumu to cook eggs.
Tong Yan, who was on the stove, held his head and thought for a while. If the adopted brother was not used for slavery, it would be meaningless.
Then he opened his mouth and called, "Xiao Suzi, come in, you have to be responsible for lighting the fire, otherwise there will be no eggs for a while, you know."
"good!"
Tong Yan looked at Su Mu who seemed to have an arduous task to light the fire, and couldn't help but smile.
Tong Yan has moved here these days. At first, she wanted to raise a cheaper brother, but in the long run, it seems that she took advantage of Su Mu.
She said she raised Su Mu because Su Mu had a place to live and settle down. Even though it was ruined, it was better than having nothing at all.
Aunt Chun is kind and willing to take her in for a long time, but she can't live there permanently. Besides, breathing under someone else's roof is nothing compared to the freedom of having a kennel of her own.
not to mention……
Tong Yan remembered that Aunt Chun came to find her one day after knowing that she frequently interacted with Su Mu, and her expression was not very good.
"Girl, why are you associating with that kid? Didn't I tell you to avoid him? Think about it. You are already twelve or thirteen years old. You will get married and have children in a year or two. If someone sees you talking to him often,
If you are not lucky enough to be an orphan, how will the people in the village view you? In the long run, it will damage the reputation of your husband's family and your life will not be easy."
"Girl, I know you are kind-hearted and can't bear to see your child alone. But you are also a young girl. How can you keep in contact with a wild child?"
"If you don't care about him, others will care about him. If no one really cares about him, whether he is dead or alive, it will be his life."
"Our family likes you very much. You should stay at home, go out less, and play with Guizhu more when you have nothing to do. Don't hang out with that kid anymore."
Ha, Tong Yan was a little angry because of Aunt Chun's words. After hearing these words, he seemed to have thought of something and chuckled in his heart.
I didn't say anything in front of Aunt Chun, but when I went to renovate Su Mu's house later, I was much more careful.
Three days ago, Tong Yan told Aunt Chun her plan. She gave Aunt Chun the money she earned from selling game in the past few days and told her that she would move here soon and live with Su Mu to take care of him.
Faced with Aunt Chun's doubts and disapproval, Tong Yan didn't say much, but just expressed his gratitude to her for taking her in during this period, and would definitely repay her kindness in the future.
On the same day, Tong Yan packed his few luggage and moved into Su Mu's house.
When passing by the small river, a girl's voice sounded from the other side of the river. The voice was full of curiosity and doubt: "...Is she really your child bride? But what is a child bride?"
"Of course it's true, the child bride is..." I couldn't hear what the child said after that, but the smile on his face showed understanding.
Sure enough, there are so many good things in the world without any reason.
Aunt Chun's family's kindness to her was genuine, but she didn't like the purpose.
After a month of taking care of her, Su Mu's home looked a little habitable, but that was all.
The roof was full of holes. With her limited knowledge, she just patched it up casually. If it rained, it would definitely leak.
Food is the most important thing at the moment. The food stored in their rice jars is almost zero. Fortunately, the two people consume not much every day. A few pieces of meat and steamed buns can get through the day.
The quilt was heavy, old, and smelled of mold. It couldn't survive the winter at all. She still had to prepare clothes. Summer was okay, but the weather would get colder in three months. Both she and Su Mu had to prepare at least two sets of cotton clothes. Only in the winter.
Some are changed and washed.
And all of this requires money, and Tong Yan has no money.
It's time for her to go to the woods to harm small animals again.