Lu Ming and the Saint looked at each other. Through Xiaoyun's mother's words, both of them vaguely felt that they really knew each other, and through her description and the two of them placed on the same kang, it seemed that what Xiaoyun's mother said was true.
After the fierce battle between Saint Lu Ming and the other two were seriously injured. They fell from high altitude and were soaked in the river. The injuries had deteriorated. If they had not had high physical fitness, true energy, and were rescued and treated by the old man in time, they would not have died. Otherwise, they would not have died and would have become a full meal for wild beasts.
After two people lose their memory, their brains are like two blank pieces of paper. What others say can almost be determined by some instinctive judgments.
At this moment, the Saint looked at the man who was still dead and wanted to be with her, and ripples appeared in her heart, and the emotions were like a flood of tides, and they were out of control.
The saint leaned over and hugged Lu Ming gently, put his pretty face on his chest, listening to his heart.
Lu Ming naturally felt the saint's mood. He raised his injured right hand, gently cared for her back, and comforted her.
In this way, the two opponents who had fought each other before, hugged each other again after losing their memory.
"Diudiudiu..." Xiaoyun scratched her face with her pink fingers and spit out her tongue from time to time.
Xiaoyun's mother blinked, smiled and cursed and picked her up, walked out of the house, leaving the space for the two young people. Perhaps, they would think of something.
At this moment, time seemed to be still, and the two hugged each other like a beautiful statue. Against the backdrop of the earthen kang and the quilt, they were a real couple.
However, the silence will always be broken. As soon as the old man's strong steps stepped into the door, the two of them separated instantly, and they were a little panicked.
The old man smiled on his face. It seemed that he had gained a lot. He walked to Lu Ming's hut, knocked on the door, and walked in, saying, "Child, before you find your home, you will live in my room as long as you want. But from a long-term plan, I just went to the village chief to ask you for a piece of land, which is not far from my home. Moreover, I have a buffalo at home, which is very convenient to plant. When harvested in autumn, you two will come out for a year, haha..."
When talking about the harvest season, the old man smiled, and it was obvious that food was very important. And the old man could also tell that he had nowhere to go, and his actions were undoubtedly very kind, so Lu Ming said in a touching manner: "More old people."
The old man waved his hand and asked them to rest first, and wait for two days before they could go to farm. Otherwise, if they missed the season, they would have to wait for the next season.
In this way, in the next few days, Lu Ming followed the old man and learned to plow the fields and sow seeds. His life was dull but unprecedentedly fulfilling.
Lu Ming felt that he had endless strength, but he didn't know how to use it. He accidentally damaged several iron farm tools, which made the corners of the old man's eyes twitch. It was a real iron guy.
The land was planted, but Lu Ming's mood was not very good because the crops he planted had not yet grown, but the old man's granary was shrinking rapidly, so Lu Ming refused to accept the food provided by the old man.
The old man persuaded him several times and said that he could just collect the food, but Lu Ming refused to accept it. The old man shook his head and sighed. Although the child had lost his memory, he could see that he was very strong before.
A few days passed, and seedlings also grew in the crops. Lu Ming carried a hoe to remove weeds and loosen the soil, so that the crops could grow faster and better, but it was still very far from ripening.
Lu Ming found that farming would not produce a quick harvest, so he learned from the old man to pick up the hatchet, and accompanied the old man to chop firewood every day, and then sold it together. However, every time he came out of the mountain, all the firewood was carried by Lu Ming.
Now Lu Ming doesn't know the concept of money. He only knows that there must be enough food at home to survive and help the elderly carry firewood. It's just that he can give the elderly a little reward now. Although this is a drop in the bucket compared to life-saving grace, he can only do this now.
The old man and Lu Ming chopped wood these days, they discovered something, that is, the child would always be dazed by the tree, and they had to look up and down for a while before cutting it off. Moreover, he only needed a knife to cut the tree as thick as a thigh, and his old antique hatchet would not be damaged at all.
"I really have the strength!" the old man exclaimed.
Lu Ming didn't know why he felt a little friendly and familiar when he saw the big tree, but he couldn't remember what was going on.
How powerless a person is in the face of fate and fortune! The old man sighed and shook his head helplessly. In the next few days, he suddenly discovered that every time Lu Ming cuts firewood, he would bring back a piece of wood that looked very good. Then Lu Ming would use a hatchet to cut it. At the beginning, he cut it randomly, but one day later, he actually cut a wooden sword.
The elderly are even more helpless because almost all these things are done by children in their teens, and older children are separated from this period.
However, when Lu Ming cuts the wooden sword every time he cuts the wooden sword, he feels very comfortable and smooth, especially when the wood chips fall off and the wooden sword gradually reveals its shape, he feels even more comfortable. It is a completely indescribable feeling, so sometimes Lu Ming doesn't know how many wooden swords he cut out in a day.
Gradually, Lu Ming's skill in cutting wood swords was known to many children, so every day when Lu Ming came back from chopping wood, he would gather around seven or eight children, waiting to see Lu Ming peel out the wood sword, ask for one, and then go to play happily.
The old man found that Lu Ming's wooden sword was getting faster and faster, and each one looked smoother and more refined than the previous one. Whenever he finished cutting, he would keep looking at the wooden sword repeatedly. Except for farming and chopping wood, he spent almost all his rest of his time on it. Not only did the child's partner not care about it, but sometimes he would stay by his side and stare at the wooden sword in a daze.
"But time has passed, and it is not a solution to continue like this." The old man thought thoughtfully: "Since they can't find a home, let's arrange a wedding for them so that their lovers can finally get married."
After the old man returned home, he immediately received everyone's consent when he said this idea. The people in the village received news and took out fish, meat, vegetables and fruits from home. A wedding was so simple.
When Lu Ming came back from the mountain, he was still carrying a few pieces of wood in his hand. Several young men immediately surrounded him and cheered: "Groom, why don't you go home quickly, the bride will run away with someone later!"
"Groom? Me?" Lu Ming was stunned.
"Yes!" said a strong young man: "The Third Master has prepared a wedding for you, so that you can have a good day here in the future, have a baby early, and add a strong man to the village chief."
"Oh." Lu Ming nodded. In his opinion, since that woman is his lover, marriage is natural.
When Lu Ming walked to the door of the Third Master's house, he saw that the banquet had already been placed in the courtyard, and the dishes on it were never as rich as before. A large jar of old wine was placed in the middle of the courtyard, and the drinkers wanted to serve the wine themselves.
Through this period of contact, Lu Ming knew that this was because the village was not rich, and wine was definitely a luxury. When there were happy events, it was inevitable that someone would be greedy for a drink, so the drinker could still serve wine in front of everyone, which means there was no greedy for a drink.
The rules are simple, but practical.
The small room where I lived was now covered with red cloth, with the word "Happy" on the window, and the couplets on both sides of the door.
Lu Ming smiled, smiling happily, he had nothing, but the villagers treated him very well.
The saint has now been completely renewed, bright red from the inside to the outside, with a veil on her head, and several young wives were laughing and explaining something in her ears. While she nodded gently, she lowered her head lower and lower.
Lu Ming did not have this treatment, and he just put a red cloth strip on his shoulders, so he would be fine.
The mountains are sparsely populated, and villages are far apart. It only takes several years to get married to a wife, so all the young and old of these dozens of families rushed over and everyone gathered together to pray for the newcomers and enjoyed their happiness.
Worship the world, have a glass of wine, and give a wedding room. The rules are not left out, but they are very concise. If everyone in the Sword Hall knew that the saint married like this, they would probably not believe it. And if Lu Tianlin, who was far away in Tiandu City, knew that his son had married a wife, he would probably be happy. After all, he had arranged a maid like Qing'er for Lu Ming, and this kid was not enlightened.
But in this simple mountain village, everything is so simple, it is like a natural result.
In the bridal chamber, the saint sat silently beside the kang, half lowering her head, and a red veil covered most of her beautiful face, but from the exposed lines of her chin, it would definitely make people's eyes shine.
Lu Ming, who was sitting beside her, put his hands on his knees, looked at a wooden sword placed at the corner of the wall, and felt thoughtful.
The room was extremely quiet, with only the beating flames of red candles constantly shining, demonstrating their vitality.
Click...
An extremely light sound came over, and Lu Ming's ears moved, and he immediately realized that it was the sound of someone stepping on a branch, and it was in the back window of his room.
Lu Ming frowned and instinctively got up and wanted to get the wooden sword. However, the saint grabbed him and said shyly: "This... this... the eldest sister in the backyard told me that tonight... someone will come to listen to the room..." (To be continued.)