Chapter 61

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His arm was shaken. Yu Qingze opened his eyes. In front of him was a young man's enlarged face. The * * year old was bending over to look at him. With dark skin and round eyes, there are two small bags tied around the top of the head. They are the kind of hair bun of ancient teenagers. They are also wearing gray ancient clothes. They are very thin.

What's going on? Yu Qingze blinked and saw the teenager grinning at him.

Yu Qingze was a little confused. He remembered that he went back to the countryside to sweep his grandfather's grave. He ran into a rainstorm and landslide on the winding mountain highway. It seems that he was... Buried?

Buried?!

Yu Qingze sat up and looked at his gray white blouse and blue trousers. He still remembered the feeling of despair when he was buried in the earth and suffocated. At that time, because there were no vehicles before and after the rainstorm, he should have... Died.

What's going on now? Are you... Alive again?

He felt the condition of his body, and there was a stabbing pain on his left foot, which was wrapped with cloth, and some traces of herbal medicine could be seen on the edge. Looks like it's twisted. There are some bruises on the arm and body. In addition, there are no other serious problems, but they are weak and have little strength.

"Oh, scare me." Yu Qingze suddenly sat up. The boy was startled, and his body suddenly bounced back. Then he turned to another person around him and said, "brother, he really woke up!"

brother? Hearing the boy's words, Yu Qingze noticed that there was a young man sitting next to the boy.

The young man is about 20 years old. He is very thin. The bangs in front of his forehead are very long and thick. He quickly covers his eyes. His hair is tied behind his head at will, revealing a beautiful face. He was slightly opening his lips and looking at Yu Qingze with wide eyes. He was also surprised. He still held a gray cloth towel in his hand and a bowl of medicine in his other hand. There was only a little liquid left in it.

Seeing Yu Qingze looking over, the young man quickly looked away, slightly pursed his lips, put down the cloth towel and medicine bowl, pointed at him, rubbed his hands and made a gesture. A pair of dark eyes looked at him gently and concerned through the thick bangs.

Yu Qingze blinked and looked at the young man for unknown reasons.

"My brother asked how you were? Is there anything wrong? " The boy turned and said.

"...." it turned out that the young man could not speak. Yu Qingze quickly restrained the surprise in his eyes and said to them, "I'm fine. Did you save me? Thank you. "

The boy quickly replied, "my brother saved you. You don't know how dangerous it is. There was a rainstorm and an earth slope collapsed in the back mountain. When my brother found you, you were stuck between two such big stones and buried with only one head left. If my brother hadn't been strong enough to move the stone and dig you out, you would be dead! "

With that, the boy opened his hands and compared them to the size of the next stone. It looked really big. His hands were more than a meter wide, almost 180 degrees.

Yu Qingze knows the size of the stone, but, young boy, will you exaggerate? If the stone is so big, are you sure you can move it with your brother's small body?

I make complaints about Yu Tsing TSE's heart, which is that the young man looks very thin and weak. It seems that a gust of wind can blow away. He can't imagine how he can move the stone that two young people described so big.

Of course, he will not say these words. There is no doubt about the grace of saving lives. But, he doesn't know, the little boy really doesn't exaggerate.

He turned his head and thanked the young man sincerely: "thank you for saving me. What's your name, please? "

The young man couldn't answer. The young man naturally answered instead of his brother: "my brother's name is Changle and I'm Changhao."

"Thank you very much." Yu Qingze sat down, bent down and thanked again, and then introduced himself: "my name is Yu Qingze, the clear water and the lake."

Chang Hao changed his mouth and shouted, "brother Yu."

Chang Le smiled, nodded his head and said hello. Then he gestured to his brother and went out with a cloth towel and medicine bowl.

Yu Qingze couldn't understand his sign language. He looked at the boy suspiciously, waiting for him to translate for himself.

Chang Hao nodded with his brother, and then said to Yu Qingze, "my brother said you're welcome. He's going to ask the doctor to show you now. You don't know. You've been sleeping for two days and still have a fever. The doctor said that if you can't lower the temperature today, it's dangerous. "

"Thank you. I'm fine." Yu Qingze touched his forehead and had no fever. Then he looked around while asking for the news, "little brother, where is this?"

The top of the head is a gray bed curtain, and under the body are bamboo mats and ancient wooden beds. Old wooden door, earthy yellow mud brick, thatched roof. There is also a bed beside the opposite wall. There are two benches with several boards of different lengths, covered with straw and mats, and two pillows. Four bamboo poles are tied to the four legs of the bench, and two more are tied to hang the bed curtain. There is a simple shelf in the corner, on which a square box is placed.

It's very simple.

I haven't seen anyone living in a thatched house since he was born. Look at the clothes and costumes of the brothers. They are obviously very ancient.

Everything in front of him raised an ominous premonition in his heart. Yu Qingze even had a very absurd idea in his mind.

Did he cross?

"Eh, don't you know here? How did you get to our back mountain? This is Niutou village, belonging to Tongshan County. Tongshan city is twelve or three miles away from here. It's not very far. It's more than half an hour's walk. " Chang Hao said to Yu Qingze with round eyes open.

The young man's answer undoubtedly confirmed some of Yu Qingze's conjectures. He was silent for a moment, and then began to chat with him.

When Changle brought the doctor in, Yu Qingze had got a lot of news. He knew that this was a country called Dasheng, which had just been established for 15 years. Then there are forty or fifty families in Niutou village. There are two big surnames in the village, Yu and Chang. The parents of Changle brothers who saved themselves died when Chang Hao was two years old. There was a grandfather at home.

Chang Hao is still young. He only knows something about his village. No matter how far away he is, he only knows that there is a Tongshan city. There is a Yunzhou on Tongshan city and a capital city on it. He doesn't know anything else.

Yu Qingze is not in a hurry. You can inquire about the news later. At present, it is more important to explain your identity to the Changle family.

Unidentified strangers are a disturbing factor in any era.

After the doctor's examination, he determined that Yu Qingze was OK. He told him to pay more attention to rest these days and left.

Yu Qingze was still wandering in his mind trying to say something, but neither of the brothers asked him where he came from or what he did here. Chang Le sent the doctor away and went to cook. He didn't come in again. Chang Hao was sent by his brother to do something.

Yu Qingze breathed a sigh of relief, and then thought of going out to have a look. There were a pair of clogs and a pair of straw sandals on the ground. His heart was warm. It must be that the host family didn't know his preferences.

He put on his straw sandals and moved to the door step by step. The left foot twisted badly, and even the whole instep was swollen. It couldn't work at all, so I had to walk on tiptoe slowly.

As soon as he got to the door, Chang Hao came back with a forked branch. Seeing him, he hurriedly said, "Hey, brother Yu, how did you come out. Here's the wooden crutch. My brother just cut it. "

Yu Qingze took the simple wooden crutch and said with a smile, "thank you for your trouble."

Changle's home is not big. In the middle is the main room, in the East are two rooms, in the west is a kitchen, and behind the kitchen is a pigsty and a bathroom.

Yu Qingze came out of the room and was the main room. In the north of the main room, there is a table with two memorial tablets on it. In front of it, there is a clay incense ash stove. Looking at the words on the memorial tablet, he was surprised to find that the words here are the same as those in his world, but some are in traditional form.

On one side of the wall stood a square table and four wooden stools. On the other side of the wall stood a load of rice with grass scraps inside. It should have just been harvested and had not had time to dry the barn. At the foot of the wall there was an unfinished straw mat and some bamboo strips.

It's so simple.

On the other side was the kitchen, where firewood crackled and burned. Yu Qingze moved over and Changle was cooking behind the stove. He saw that Changle was breaking a dry branch as thick as his arm, and the branch broke in two.

"..." Yu Qingze looked at Changle's two small arms with a big mouth, looked down at his own, and was silent. That's exciting.

Yu Qingze was stunned for a moment. When he saw Changle looking over, he held the door frame, stretched out his hand, raised the wooden crutch in his hand, smiled and thanked: "brother Changle, thank you."

Chang Le smiled shyly, waved his hand and pointed out the door.

"My brother asked you to sit outside. There's a big smoke in the kitchen." Chang Hao translated in good time.

Yu Qingze saw clearly and didn't want to give the two brothers any more trouble, so he sat at the door.

Outside is a small yard surrounded by a fence. A straw shed is built on the right side of the yard, which is stacked with a lot of firewood. Now the yard has been cleaned. There are several large straw mats on the ground, on which golden rice is dried, and small waves are hung with a drying rake. On the other side are two shelves for drying clothes and a fishing net.

Seeing Yu Qingze sitting down, Chang Hao picked up the drying rake under the eaves and began to collect the millet. As he gathered it up, he said to Yu Qingze, "my brother said to eat Xinhe rice today. I already smell the smell of Xinhe rice! Hiss, it smells good. "

Chang Hao looked up and sucked his nose deeply. He enjoyed it very much.

It's dusk, the sun gradually sinks to the west, and the orange sun dyes everything with its color. The little boy's face turned up against the setting sun was full of incredible luster, which was the taste of hope and happiness.

It's quiet.

Yu Qingze looked at everything in front of him and had only such an idea.

"Have you finished harvesting the millet at home?" Yu Qingze moved over and picked up a broom to help sweep the millet. Chang Hao stopped him when he saw it.

"Hey, elder brother Yu, sit down and I'll come. It'll be fine in a minute." The young man grabbed the broom in Yu Qingze's hand. Yu Qingze couldn't refuse to help him to the stool, then put his sleeves and trouser legs together, neatly gathered the dried millet on the straw mat, and didn't forget to answer Yu Qingze's questions.

"Not so fast. It will take many days. My family has three acres of land. I have just finished collecting one piece. After collecting it, I have to plant seedlings. I have to plant them before the beginning of autumn. That is to say, if we finish work earlier today, we will be busy again tomorrow. "