One year later.
Guangling City, Chashan Town.
At noon, under the scorching sun, a young man wearing a worn-out straw hat, shirtless, with his trouser legs rolled up, was immersed in the paddy fields, sweating like rain, harvesting rice.
Suddenly, the young man stopped, as if he had a tacit understanding, and looked towards the field ridge. He saw a pretty girl in a rough skirt, walking briskly, humming an unknown ditty, Walking towards the boy in the paddy field.
This young man is none other than Lu Xuanlou.
In the battle at Partridge Ridge, Lu Xuanlou was put to death and resurrected. He shattered the void and stepped into the turbulent flow of the void. He was transported to the outside of Chashan Town. When he was seriously injured and on the verge of death, he was killed by the young girl in the town. Wu took him home and took good care of him for many days, bringing Lu Xuanlou back from the gate of hell.
After several twists and turns, Lu Xuanlou survived by chance, but his meridians were severely damaged and his cultivation was completely gone.
Wenxi's sword energy stayed in his meridians and he was usually fine. Whenever Lu Xuanlou tried to repair his meridians, the sword energy would riot and destroy all the meridians repaired by Lu Xuanlou. Lu Xuanlou suffered a lot.
Wenxi's sword energy was so powerful that Lu Xuanlou had no choice but to wait for the sword energy to weaken, then work hard to repair the meridians, and then clear Wenxi's sword energy, so that he could return to his peak.
For the next year, Lu Xuanlou lived in peace in the small town, taking care of several acres of paddy fields, leaving early and returning late, just like a farm boy.
Although Lu Xuanlou's meridians were destroyed, he was a martial artist after all, and his physique was different from ordinary people. He soon became an expert in tending crops, which attracted a lot of applause.
Times have changed and people have changed.
Although such days are busy, they are more fulfilling and make people feel at ease. Lu Xuanlou thinks this is actually very good.
Qingwu approached Lu Xuanlou, his cheeks slightly blushing, and his smile gradually bloomed, like a ray of spring breeze.
Qingwu took off the bamboo basket from his arms, took out a pot of water, a stack of burritos, a few green onions, and finally a small plate of meat.
"Brother Lu, it's time to eat."
"Coming"
Lu Xuanlou responded, put down the sickle in his hand, walked out of the paddy field, and casually He grabbed a handful of straw, wiped the mud off his legs, and sat on the ground.
A bite of burrito, a bite of green onion, and another sip of water. It was obviously coarse tea for rice, but it made Lu Xuanlou taste the delicacies of mountains and seas.
"You eat too"
Lu Xuanlou picked up the pile of meat and handed it to Qingwu.
"I've already eaten."
Qingwu waved his hands repeatedly, but Lu Xuanlou said nothing, staring at Qingwu with a smile, his eyes showing no refusal and a tough attitude.
Qingwu couldn't resist Lu Xuanlou and took the meat, but rolled more than half of the meat into pancakes and handed it to Lu Xuanlou.
Lu Xuanlou smiled heartily, took the burrito, and ate it happily. Soon, the stack of pancakes and a few green onions fell into his belly.
But Qingwu lowered his head and blushed, Chewing slowly, a word came to Lu Xuanlou's mind for no apparent reason.
"Is there no meat at home?"
After Qingwu finished eating, Lu Xuanlou asked.
"Yes," Qingwu said in a low voice.
"Tell the truth," Lu Xuanlou shook his head and said.
"It's true, but not much." Qingwu replied quickly, indicating that she was not lying.
Lu Xuanlou nodded and said, "In a few days, I will go to the mountains. Qingyuan is still young and it is the time when the body is growing."
Qingyuan is Qingwu. When Lu Xuanlou did not appear, the two siblings depended on each other and lived a poor life without enough to eat.
"By the way, where is Qingyuan?"
Lu Xuanlou asked. On weekdays, when Qingwu delivers meals, there is always a chattering follower.
Qingwu chuckled and said, "The teacher at the school praised him, so he might be showing off somewhere."
Lu Xuanlou laughed and said, "Children always don't praise him without praise." ”
Qingyuan is similar to Sikong Xiaolou in that they both have out-of-the-box temperaments, but Qingyuan is more sensible, so he is not as cute as Sikong Xiaolou.
"Okay, you can go back."
Lu Xuanlou and Qingwu talked for a while, then stood up and walked into the paddy field, continuing to harvest rice.
Qingwu originally wanted to help, but was rejected by Lu Xuanlou, but he did not dare to make his own decision, and kept walking towards home reluctantly.
On the way home, there were many busy people in the fields. After seeing the green weeds, most of them smiled knowingly, and some bold women even laughed out loud.
"Qingwu, go and deliver food to your little lover again."
A woman said, "After meeting that young man Xiaolu, this girl Qingwu, finally all the hardships came to an end. "
"Nonsense, the Qingwu girl needs to have good looks and a good body, so the smell of smoke is coming from the ancestral grave of that brat."
The man next to the woman said. "But this Qingwu girl is still too thin-skinned. After living under the same roof for a year, she still hasn't dealt with that brat. Recently, there are always matchmakers asking about Xiao Lu in a roundabout way. I'm really worried for the Qingwu girl. "
The woman asked in shock, "Then you told the matchmaker about Xiao Lu?"
"How is that possible?"
The man said proudly, "Feishui. If he doesn't want to be a foreigner, that brat should be our son-in-law in Chashan Town."
"That's more like it."
The woman breathed a sigh of relief, Xiao Lu is a warm-hearted person. After finishing the work in his own field, he is always willing to help others, so everyone in the village likes this foreigner from the bottom of their hearts.
Then, the woman said fiercely, "If I know that you introduced Xiao Lu to the girl from the next village, I will definitely skin you."
Listen to the scene in the field. Qingwu's words made Qingwu feel very uncomfortable, and he felt worried.
She lives with Lu Xuanlou day and night, so how can she not care about Lu Xuanlou? But Lu Xuanlou doesn’t tell her, how can she be embarrassed?Are you talking?
Oh, the girl is worried
"Sir, I was born to know it. I have great literary talent and the appearance of a Confucian sage."
Back to At the end of the village, Qing Wu saw his younger brother Qing Yuan with his hands on his waist, bragging arrogantly about his prowess.
In the remote village, there are no practitioners, and they have never seen the methods of the Confucian sages, but they also know that the Confucian sages are great people with hands and eyes that can reach the sky, so there are many children of the same age around Qingyuan, who are fooled by Qingyuan. He was stunned for a moment, with admiration shining in his eyes.
Qing Wu just thinks it’s funny. Qing Yuan knows a few characters, but others don’t know. How could she, a sister, not know?
Yuan teaches some truths and teaches Qingyuan how to read.In one year, Lu Xuanlou taught at least seven to eight hundred words, and Qingyuan could memorize more than a hundred. She was thankful to God, and now it has become his bragging rights.
After walking behind Qingyuan, Qingwu grabbed Qingyuan’s ears and dragged him back home to clean him up.
Qingwu asked with a cold face, "Is it wrong?"
"Wrong"
Qingyuan drooped his head, dejected.
"What's wrong?" Qingwu asked.
Qingyuan said seriously, "I shouldn't brag."
"It's okay to know that I'm wrong."
Your brother-in-law is being targeted by a woman outside, you Isn't it wrong to have the heart to brag?
Qingwu cleaned up Qingyuan again, leaving the pitiful Qingyuan to go back to the house and knit a pair of thousand-layer bottoms.
Qingyuan suffered an unreasonable disaster inexplicably. He couldn't describe his suffering, and sighed in his heart. My brother-in-law is sincere and I will not deceive him, but it is difficult to raise a villain and a woman.
Immediately, Qingyuan gave himself another gentle slap. After all, she is her biological sister. How can I really say anything about her? I am really not a thing. Please remember to collect it. The latest and fastest website without anti-theft is free. Read