"What's so delicious about snakes and fish? Don't go there." Hao Zhao kicked the dead fish on the ground and said, "And these fish grow up eating dead children. Don't you feel sick?"
When Hutou heard this, he scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "I, I just want to find some food for the village. There are snakes and fishes in the black water pool, ranging from one thousand to eight hundred, and they are all so big."
Hao Zhao glared at him, his head angrily, and said no more.
Another companion, named Gouzi, said: "Brother Zhao, Huzi didn't do it on purpose. Winter is about to come, and he also wants to prepare more winter food for the village."
Hao Zhao pursed his lips and remained silent, as if he had some story to tell.
Wei Cheng watched all this without interrupting. He had just arrived, and he had learned about some ancient bad habits from history books, such as children's ditches and mass graves. Such places can be found almost everywhere.
The next atmosphere was a bit dull. Hutou and Gouzi huddled aside and did not dare to provoke Hao Zhao. Wei Qing shook his head helplessly. His fishing rod was broken and he could only look at the useful medicinal materials by the stream in boredom.
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Not to mention, the mountains and forests of this era are not polluted, and animals and plants are not over hunted and exploited. As soon as you pull away a piece of grass, you see something good.
It was a piece of blooming water licorice. Although this thing is not valuable, it is suitable for making herbal tea in the summer. "Ben Cao Tu Jing" records: "Treat wind-heat, erysipelas, and sores in children. Decoct it with licorice and drink it."
Wei Cheng knew that a herbal tea recipe requires such high-quality water licorice. In summer, the heat is heavy. After the herbal tea is brewed and chilled, having a cup of it is more comfortable than some fat house happy water.
Wei Cheng picked a few plants, washed the rhizomes with stream water, and smelled them. He felt that they had more of a grassy and woody aroma than modern artificially cultivated ones. To exaggerate, they had a little more aura, making them the best medicinal materials.
As noon approached, Wei Cheng felt a little hungry, so he suggested going back to the village to take a rest.
Hao Zhao and the others had no objection. Anyway, the fishing nets in the deep mountains and old forests were not afraid of being stolen by others, and their main task was to protect Wei Cheng's safety. If Wei Cheng wanted to go back, they should accompany him.
The four people came happily in the morning, but when they returned, they were a little silent because of a black fish.
Wei Cheng was very curious about what happened to Hao Zhao, but he was just curious and had no intention of asking or exploring.
Back at the top of the mountain, several children in the village were chasing each other. They were wearing new clothes given by Wei Cheng and playing games happily.
When little Aning saw Wei Cheng coming back, she ran over and threw herself into Wei Cheng's arms, becoming very dependent on Wei Cheng.
"Brother Wei, I'm hungry."
Wei Cheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he picked her up and said, "Go back and cook some noodles for you."
He bought a lot of noodles last night, as well as meat sauce and Laoganma for mixing noodles. These things are convenient and delicious to cook. This is how Wei Cheng basically makes a meal when he is alone.
When Aning heard that there was some noodles to eat, he thought it was instant noodles. His little face lit up with joy, and he excitedly hugged Wei Cheng's neck and refused to let go.
The other children looked envious when they saw it. They had heard An Ning talk about delicious instant noodles, and they had long been greedy. Now they heard that An Ning was going to eat instant noodles again, and they were all envious.
Wei Cheng didn't notice this scene, and carried An Ning back to the thatched cottage on the hillside. The word "shabby room" was carved very three-dimensionally on the door plaque. The carving of the title was not bad. Wei Cheng liked this plaque very much. The key point was
You can smell the faint scent of sandalwood as soon as you enter the door.
Pushing open the courtyard door, Hao Niang and Xiao'e were cleaning the yard. A little water was sprinkled on the ground. Hao Niang carefully gathered a bunch of fallen leaves into a pile with a broom made of twigs, while Xiao'e was holding a bamboo basket.
Collect the leaves and use them later to start a fire.
When they saw Wei Cheng coming back, the two of them bowed to Wei Cheng cautiously.
Wei Teng was about to tell Hao Niang to light up the fire and cook, when he suddenly saw a bright red slap mark on Xiao'e's face.
Wei Teng couldn't help but frowned and asked, "What's going on? Who beat you?"
Xiao'e was so timid that she didn't dare to raise her head and blocked Wei Cheng's sight with her hands.
Hao Niang frowned slightly, took Xiao'e's hand and said, "Don't be afraid, the young master is a good person."
Wei Cheng looked at Xiao'e and discovered that in addition to the slap marks on her face, there were also bruises on her wrists.
Wei Qing couldn't bear it anymore. Xiao'e was only fourteen or fifteen years old. Who could bear to do such a heavy hand to such a young child? The key point was that her arms were covered with old and new scars. It was obvious that she had not been injured in a day or two.
People were beaten.
After some questioning, I found out that the person who hit Xiao'e was none other than Xiao'e's biological father.
The beating of Xiao'e this time had something to do with Wei Cheng.
The reason is that yesterday Wei Cheng asked a woman to cut new clothes for the children in the village. Xiao'e's brother did not get the clothes because he had just turned ten. After returning home, he cried and made trouble, accusing Xiao'e of turning her elbows outward.
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In the morning, Wei Cheng asked Hao Niang to steam an extra pot of steamed buns and distribute them to the elderly in the village. Xiao'e's father was greedy and took one. Xiao'e just said one more word and was slapped by his father. Plus yesterday, his son didn't
After getting the new clothes, Xiao'e's father slapped her in the face and even punched and kicked her.
Wei Teng did not expect such a thing to happen, and immediately asked Hao Niang to find Hao Dadao.
Hao Dadao was forging iron at home. When he heard that Wei Cheng was looking for him, he ran up to him without any clothes on. When he came, he saw Xiao'e kneeling on the ground crying. He thought that Xiao'e had annoyed Wei Cheng, which frightened him.
When he came up, he scolded Xiao'e.
Wei Cheng saw this and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Dadao, do you know about Xiao'e being beaten by her father?"
Hao Dadao was stunned for a moment, and then quickly responded: "I know, I know, this is just a misunderstanding. Lao Liu was greedy and took a steamed bun. I have already scolded him."
Wei Cheng frowned, "Is it about the steamed buns? I mean Xiao'e was beaten."
Hao Dadao didn't react for a while. Isn't it normal for adults to hit children? What's all the fuss about?
Seeing that Wei Cheng couldn't explain, he simply said: "Since you assigned the people to me, then they are my Wei Cheng's people. My people were beaten, don't you need to give me an explanation?"
Now Hao Dashao was enlightened and couldn't bear to hear it. Wei Cheng was trying to vent his anger on Xiao'e.
When Hao Niang heard this, she looked at Wei Cheng with a hint of unknown meaning, because Wei Cheng just said "them", which naturally included her. She didn't know why, but she felt sweet in her heart.
Wei Cheng added: "It was originally a good thing to give new clothes to the children and steamed buns to the elderly, but what I didn't expect was that my good intentions would lead to my people being beaten. Haha,
The men in Haojia Village are so manly that they can even kill a little girl who has no strength to restrain a chicken."
Hao Dadao was already dripping with cold sweat. Wei Cheng's cynicism made him a little unsure of Wei Cheng's attitude.
"So, what do you mean, Master?" Hao Dadao looked at the injuries on Xiao'e's body, raised his head and asked.
Wei Qing didn't know how to deal with Xiao'e's father for a while, so she said, "Think about it for yourself, what would you do if Hao Niang was beaten?"
When Hao Dadao heard this, he looked at his daughter. After thinking about it, a stern look flashed in his eyes, and he clasped his fists and said, "Don't worry, sir, I know what to do."