Winter has come, the fields are all frozen, and every household in the village has stopped working in the fields.
The urchins were playing and yelling in the cold wind, even if their noses were red from the cold.
In the twelfth lunar month, Wang Fu finally returned to his hometown in his memory.
It turned out to be in vain.
After asking around in the local area, I learned that after the family left their hometown, a banditry swept through the village. Most of the houses were burned down, and all the villagers who stayed behind were killed. Since then, the prosperous village has become a haunted wilderness.
After the disaster, people returned to their hometowns one after another, simply abandoning the ruins and rebuilding their homes three miles away.
Only then did Wang Fu realize the cause and effect, and immediately changed direction and rushed towards the newly built village.
When I walked to the entrance of the village, I saw a group of urchins fighting. They were not just playing around, but they were actually being hit with fists and kicks.
"Hit me, beat me to death."
When he first saw it, the urchins were fighting in a group. Wang Fu instantly understood that this was a siege!
The one who was beaten was a seven or eight-year-old boy, with a typical appearance of a farm boy, thick hands and big feet, dark and thin, with eyes full of anger, like a stubborn bull charging left and right.
Although this kid was outnumbered, he was very cruel. He spread dust, spit, and pulled his hair, and he did whatever he wanted.
Soon, the other naughty boys were defeated one after another. After all, they were all of the same age. Who could beat him so hard?
After the 'enemy' was defeated, the thin, dark boy stood proudly on the spot, his hair as fluffy as a bird's nest, his clothes torn in tatters, but he looked like a victorious general.
"Child, let me ask you, how to get to Lao Wang's house?"
Wang Fu stepped forward and asked him, but there was nothing he could do. The others were beaten away, leaving only the boy.
"Wait a minute!"
The boy raised his hand with a determined expression.
After a while, Wang Fu knew why.
The group of defeated urchins found a helper. I don’t know which brother it was. He was a boy in his teens. Although he was malnourished and looked thin, he was very tall. He looked like he was crushing him when he stood in front of the boy.
"Er Gouzi, you are a coward and you asked your brother to be your helper again."
The boy spat and smeared it with disdain, "Big dog, come and eat grandpa's fist."
The big dog kicked him. The growing boy had long arms and legs, and was not on the same level as a boy. He was instantly hit in the stomach.
The boy staggered back a few steps, clutching his stomach and shouted, "You haven't eaten yet, you don't have enough strength?"
Then he turned around, grabbed a large handful of cow dung from the ground, and threw it at the young man's face.
The boy gave way slightly and let the cow dung pass, but the flying particles still landed on his face. It smelled so bad when he touched his face that he couldn't help but get furious, "Looking for death!"
The boy had rich experience in fighting and was well versed in the art of war, but the gap was too big. He soon suffered a lot of punches and kicks, and gradually fell into a disadvantage.
Wang Fu thought to himself that he could not just watch the guide being beaten to death.
"wind!"
He secretly made a spell on his sleeves with his hands.
The Great Wind Curse was used by Yu Yi'er in Jingkou Town. Afterwards, he looked through the spell collection and found it very practical, so he started learning it on the road.
A gust of cold wind blew up. The boy was grabbing the boy's ears and tearing them apart. Suddenly, the cold wind blew into his collar. He shuddered, and the strength in his hands was naturally weakened.
The boy noticed it immediately, turned around and hugged the boy's waist, put his head on the boy's chest and abdomen, and pushed forward with all his strength.
"Crack!"
The young man fell to the ground, and by chance, his face hit the cow dung just now.
The air suddenly fell silent.
"Wang Daniu, wait."
A group of urchins supported the crying big dog. They lost in a fight but not in defeat, and lost in words without losing. Before leaving, they did not forget to leave a few words.
"just you?"
The boy showed contempt, waved his hand, and said to Wang Fu, "Follow me!"
Wang Fu crossed his arms, this kid is quite interesting.
"here!"
The boy Wang Daniu took Wang Fu to a residential house, a small courtyard surrounded by rammed earth walls, and he could still see the chimney sticking out of the thatched roof, and smoke was drifting out.
Then, Wang Daniu naturally opened the door and went in, "Mom and dad, someone is looking for you."
Um?
Wang Fu wakes up, Wang Daniu!
my brother?
"Why are you so dirty? You went out to fight again, you little beast."
Familiar yelling and cursing sounds sounded.
Wang Fu felt his throat was blocked, so he walked into the courtyard and saw a woman grabbing the boy's ears and scolding him.
"mother."
The woman looked up and saw Wang Fu. She was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Back?"
"came back."
Wang Fu nodded.
"The stove is still burning, go and keep an eye on it and add some firewood."
Wang Fu took off the package from his back, quickly walked to the kitchen stove and sat down, took a piece of firewood, broke it with his knees, and stuffed it into the stove.
"Who is he?"
Wang Daniu is asking outside.i
The woman wiped away her tears and said, "He is your brother."
While adding firewood, Wang Fu calculated that this brother, who had never been seen before, must have been born after his parents were separated.
"real?"
Wang Daniu's tone became excited. He actually had a brother who was taller and fairer than Da Gouzi. Let's see what Er Gouzi would show off to him in the future.
The firewood was burning in the stove, and it was getting dark soon outside.
Father Wang came back from outside with half a bunch of dried mushrooms hanging on his body. He took them off and handed them to Queen Mother.
"It's cold and there's no one on the street. We only sold so much."
It’s too cold to go to the fields, but farmers have no time to spare and have to sell some mountain products to support their families.
"His father, Ah Fu is back."
Father Wang didn't seem to hear clearly, "Who?"
"Afu, our eldest son."
Father Wang nodded while stuffing tobacco into the pot, "Just come back. Put some bowls and chopsticks on the table and fry the bacon hanging from the beam."
At dinner time.
A family of five is sitting at the dining table.
Only then did Wang Fu know that he had a younger sister who was born after his parents returned home. She was named after Wang Daniu and named Wang Ermei.
Second sister Wang was only four or five years old, with braids that towered over her head. She was standing next to the edge of the table, staring at the plate of greasy bacon and drooling.
"Afu, you're welcome. Eat meat. Our family's life will be better now."
Wang Fu raised his chopsticks and noticed that the whole family didn't use their chopsticks. He suddenly remembered something and got up to get the package.
"Dad, Mom, I bought some food on my way back to my hometown."
The next moment, he took out roast chicken wrapped in lotus leaves, braised beef, peanuts, and a jar of rice wine with red paper on it.
The dining table, which was originally a little empty, was quickly filled, and the aroma of meat filled your nostrils.
The sound of Wang Daniu and Wang Ermei swallowing was louder than the other, and their eyes seemed to be able to stretch out hooks.
"Eat, eat, it's all the child wants."
Wang Fu picked up the wine jar, tore open the mud seal, and poured wine for Father Wang.
"Dad, I know you like to drink old wine from the town seven miles away, so I bought you a jar."
"In the year of the disaster, the brewing masters starved to death, and the new wines were not as good at their craftsmanship, and the taste was no longer the same as before."
Even so, Father Wang still picked up the yellow-orange wine and drank it happily.
This meal was particularly delicious in Lao Wang’s family.
During this period, Father Wang and Queen Mother asked about Wang Fu's experience.
"I learned the craft from my master and made some money. Later, my master died of illness and I came back."
"It's good to go home, have enough to eat, and have skills."
The Queen Mother put down her chopsticks and asked, "What craft did you learn?"
"Well, become a Taoist priest."
The dining table suddenly became quiet. Father Wang and Queen Mother looked at him in surprise and were speechless for a long time.