After breakfast.

Zhong Mugen, led by Zhong Wen, carried a basket and headed into the forest.

Before leaving, Xiu and Xiaohua both warned them in a friendly voice, fearing that something might happen to the two men at home.

For Xiu, Zhong Mugen is her sky, and Zhong Wen is her earth. If there is a problem between heaven and earth, it will really be a collapse of heaven and earth.

The father and son were walking in a mountain forest overgrown with thorns and weeds. Fortunately, there was no dew, otherwise it would have been more difficult to walk in the mountain forest.

Zhong Mugen walked in front, following Zhong Wen's instructions and walked forward.

And this small path, which was walked twice by Zhong Wen and his sister in the past few days, can be regarded as slowing down the speed of the father and son.

After more than a quarter of an hour, we finally arrived at the location of the slings.

"Xiao Wen, that's great. Look, here is another hare. Since your head was injured, you have become more and more clever. This trick is really not something ordinary people can think of."

Zhong Mugen took a hare off the stilt, held it in his hand, looked at his son, and admired it greatly.

"Dad, these stilts are very common, but people in the village don't hunt, so naturally no one would get these things."

Zhong Wen was a little embarrassed to be praised by his father. This originally ordinary thing, but when it came to Zhong Mugen's mouth, Zhong Wen almost praised Zhong Wen to the sky.

After checking along the way, there were two or three hares and one pheasant, but one of the pheasants seemed to have been bitten by some animal. The pheasant feathers all over the ground made Zhong Mugen sigh.

Zhong Mugen put the hare and pheasant into the basket and prepared to walk out of the forest with Zhong Wen.

But Zhong Wen was thinking that it was time to change these sling traps. They had been placed in this area for several days. If they wanted to trap more prey in this area, there wouldn't be many.

"Dad, please move these slings to another place. They have been placed here for several days. I guess there are no hares left."

Zhong Wen called out to his father who was about to leave.

"Yes, Xiaowen, you are so thoughtful. Dad will rearrange the arrangement right now."

Zhong Mugen then took out all the hanging leg covers and put them in the basket to carry them.

"Let's go a little further over there, but we can't go further in. The deeper the forest, the more wild animals there will be, so we have to be more careful."

Zhong Mugen looked up and looked deep into the forest. He wanted to go, but he was afraid of something happening, so he had to walk sideways to another forest, with Zhong Wen following closely behind.

It can be said that it is difficult to walk in the mountain forest without roads. Fortunately, Zhong Mugen is taller. If Zhong Wen and Xiaohua brother and sister come, it can be said that they will be stumped.

"Dad, this little stick needs to be inserted deeper into the soil, and the nozzle should be aimed at the small passage where the hare walks."

Zhong Wen taught his father step by step how to arrange the slings. The scene looked like a teacher teaching a student, but at this time it was the other way around, the son was teaching me.

Two quarters of an hour later, all the hanging leg covers were finally finished.

Then, Zhong Mugen took Zhong Wen out of the forest and walked home.

After returning home, Xiu and Xiaohua sat on the rocks in front of the open space and waited for the two men at home to return.

"Dad, are there hares again? Now it's better, there are a few more hares in the house."

When Xiu saw her husband and son walking home, she quickly stood up from the stone. She saw several hares and a bitten pheasant in the basket, and she suddenly felt happy.

"It's a good day today. If it weren't for Xiao Wen's tricks, our family really wouldn't have any hare meat to eat."

Zhong Mugen happily handed the basket to Xiu for a look, but a hint of pride could be seen in Zhong Mugen's eyes.

"These hares will be taken care of later, and we have to go to work in the fields. Xiao Wen, Xiao Hua, you two should be better at home."

Xiu took the basket and put it in the kitchen, then he and Zhong Mugen went to work in the fields with their hoes.

Zhong Wen and his sister stood in front of the open space, looking at the backs of their parents who were leaving in the distance, just like the "back" in Zhu Ziqing's article, and tears began to appear in their eyes.

"Brother, what are we doing today? We have to pick up some firewood at home."

As her parents' backs disappeared into the distance, Xiaohua turned around and looked at Zhong Wen beside her.

"Well, we can just go pick up some firewood and come back later."

Zhong Wen looked at Xiao Hua and determined that the little girl was only four years old. But listening to her words, she really didn't sound like a four-year-old girl. She looked like a teenage girl. Things at home were always on her mind.

Put it on.

Zhong Wen couldn't understand that children in this era were too precocious and sensible. According to previous lives, a four-year-old girl was still acting like a spoiled child in the arms of her grandparents, but this little sister of hers was sensible.

I can't help but feel sad.

The two brothers and sisters walked towards the mountain forest, randomly picking up some firewood on the edge of the mountain forest, or going dozens of meters deep.

Bundle the firewood you picked up and carry or drag it back home.

Time passes bit by bit, just like the spring breeze blowing and the leaves falling.

The brother and sister had nothing to do when they returned home, so Zhong Wen had no choice but to sit under a tree in front of the open space.

Xiaohua also went over and sat down next to Zhong Wen. The brother and sister looked at each other and smiled. Everything was so natural and beautiful.

Perhaps this beauty is only based on not being hungry. Even if there is no food in the stomach, all this is wonderful for the little flower.

Zhong Wen, who squinted his eyes, began to recall the characters on the wood chips, while Xiao Hua, leaning against Zhong Wen, seemed to be asleep. Perhaps in Xiao Hua's dream, there were all kinds of delicious food floating around.

It is said that in the farmland at this time, many people in the village were busy draining water and weeding.

Weeding in rice fields is a daily necessity. Due to the cultivation of the fields, many weeds appear. In addition, the fields here are not considered to be good fields, so there are relatively many weeds.

"Brother Mugen, why are you here so late today? You don't make babies at home, do you? Haha."

A villager saw Zhong Mugen and his wife going to the fields with a hoe at such a late hour, and started joking.

After hearing this, Xiu's face immediately turned red. Maybe this was just a common dirty joke from farmers, but women would always feel a little embarrassed after hearing it.

"Brother Lin, you are here early. My Xiaowen is injured and needs to be taken good care of."

Zhong Mugen responded, but he did not dare to tell him about going to the forest to pick up rabbits. For Zhong Mugen, this matter needed to be kept secret.

"By the way, how is your Xiaowen doing now? Is everything okay?"

Brother Lin also knew about Zhong Wen's injury and quickly asked.

"Brother Lin, there is nothing wrong with my Xiaowen. Taoist priest Li in the temple has also seen it. He will be fully recovered in a few days."

Zhong Mugen resisted the hoe and responded casually while walking, so as to reassure Brother Lin.

"That's good, that's good."

After Brother Lin heard this, he didn't feel very worried at all. It was just a normal greeting, but he didn't know whether any child in the village was injured.

Brother Lin, whom Zhong Mugen calls him, is also a tenant in the village. His surname is Yu and his given name is Xiao Lin. However, because he is similar in age to Zhong Mugen, and people in the village would not call him Xiao Lin when they meet him, otherwise he would be of this generation.

Things got messy, so when we met, we would always call him Brother Lin. Of course, the elders in the village still called him Xiao Lin.

Zhong Mugen and his wife came to their field and began to prepare to weed the rice field.

"Madam, you said that our little boy has changed a lot since his head injury. He wanted to catch a hare with a condom. Yesterday he went to the temple to copy scriptures, but our family didn't have the money to send him to study. Alas.

, it’s all my fault as a useless father.”

While pulling up grass, Zhong Mugen told Xiu about Zhong Wen.

"Husband, we only have so much food at home. We can't sell it to get money to send Xiaowen to study. If this is really the case, then we will have no food to eat."

Xiu only felt sorry for her son, but it was not that she was reluctant to part with the food. If she really wanted to sell the food at home, the family would have no choice but to go to the top of the mountain to drink from the northwest wind.

"Don't you want to sell grain? Our family doesn't have much grain to begin with. There are still three months until the summer harvest. This is not possible. What I mean is to go to Guanli to borrow some money so that I can send Xiaowen

Go study and become literate, madam, do you think this is possible?"

Zhong Mugen and his wife have been thinking about this problem since yesterday, but they have never been able to come up with a good solution.

"Husband, Taoist Li is not in the temple, so we can't borrow money."

In Xiu's heart, of course she hopes to send her son to study and become literate, but the money is not so easy to borrow. One penny earns three cents in profit, and she will probably have to spend the rest of her life repaying the money.

"Oh, no matter how hard I think about it, I will send Xiaowen to study and learn to read."

Zhong Mugen stopped talking and began to think about how to quickly get the money for studying.

Less than half an hour later, Zhong Mugen stopped what he was doing, looked at his wife, and made a decision in his mind.

Zhong Mugen decided in his heart that one day he would go deep into the mountains and forests, hunt a large beast according to the pattern of his son's traps, sell it for money, and send his son to study and learn to read.

Xiu would not object to her husband in normal matters, but if Zhong Mugen revealed his decision, he would definitely object.

Zhong Mugen had only one idea in his mind: to make money and send his son to study.

Although this idea is simple and practical, in this era, it is very difficult for a farmer's family to provide a scholar, and it is more likely that the family will be ruined.

At this time, Zhong Wen had no idea that his father had made a major decision in his heart, or even a desperate decision, in order for him to study.

If Zhong Wen knew about it, he would definitely try his best to stop it, even if it was disrespectful, he would have to stop his father's decision.

At this time, Zhong Wen had been studying the characters in his mind. The brother and sister looked as if they were asleep.

Of course, the little flower next to Zhong Wen had indeed fallen asleep, but Zhong Wen only squinted his eyes and did not really sleep. His brain was always running.

After half an hour, Xiaohua gradually woke up, her buttocks and calves were numb.

"Brother, it feels so numb."

Xiaohua wanted to stand up, but it made her feel a little powerless.

"Little sister, please move a little and stretch your calves. After a while, this numbness will pass."
Chapter completed!