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Small Village, Small Town, Mountain, Chapter 7

The next morning, the wind was light and the clouds were light.

At the north corner of Zhizi Street in Yanzi Town, Zhang Sanbao stood on the edge of the street, looking at the shops on both sides with twinkling eyes and wandering leisurely to the south.

Blacksmith shop, beef cake, tea shop, cloth shop, miscellaneous grains...

"The shop is still the old shop." Zhang Sanbao muttered.

After muttering, he walked slowly to the cloth shop and looked into the store with a squinted gaze.

At this time, outside the cloth shop, the vendor shouting "Beautiful cloth at low prices" was shouting at the door, but it was not the familiar Xia Neng (Xia Yunlu's father), but a strange vendor!

After looking at it for a long time, Zhang Sanbao didn't notice Xia Yunlu. Instead, the vendor looked at him and became secretly angry!

"Sir, all the good stuff in the store is here, look over here!" The vendor introduced with a smile while looking at the strange young man in front of the door who was blocking the business.

"Brother from the store, I remember that there used to be a merchant named 'Xia' here, do you know him?" Zhang Sanbao raised his brows and changed the subject.

"I don't know, this shop belongs to an official named 'Wang' and just leased it to me a few months ago." The vendor said with an apologetic smile.

Hear the vendor's expected reply.

But Zhang Sanbao still glared at him resentfully, turned around and walked out!

With a sad face mixed with lovesickness, Zhang Sanbao walked slowly to the east of Huazi Street and came to the only bookstore in the town called "Xinghuawu" that sold novels.

He selected a copy of the best-selling fairy novel "Hundred Ghosts" written by Xian Wanqian; after paying the bill, he quietly put it in his arms.

Turning around, he glanced at the east side of the street with nostalgia. Zhang Sanbao turned around and strode towards the west side of the street!

From the path at the west corner, he walked quickly north. He selected several villages with playmates, passing through Xiaozhuang Village, Caoba Village, Xiaojiang Village, Xiaojiu Village...

It was not until dusk that Zhang Sanbao returned to Xiaoliu Village with heavy thoughts.

After dinner, he didn't run or practice boxing as usual!

Instead, we walked under the bright moonlight to the entrance of the very familiar Xiaoliu Village. We walked on the bumpy village road surrounding the small village and started to circle at a snail's pace.

"Although I was born and raised here, I also like it very much! But I know very well: the distance is the end of my life!" Zhang Sanbao muttered with loneliness and sadness, but also facing his true heart.

The overall scenery of Xiaoliu Village is not beautiful!

Even a little dilapidated and desolate, but in Zhang Sanbao's eyes, Xiaoliu Village is so beautiful and friendly.

"In that vegetable garden, my mother and I even picked out manure and fertilized it together! The smell..." Zhang Sanbao chuckled, vaguely pointing to a corner in front of the village and muttered.

"Dazhu's grandma is a good fisher at catching fish and shrimp in this small pond. She always catches the most and is the biggest!" Zhang Sanbao muttered sourly, feeling itchy in his heart.

"That dilapidated little courtyard house is the home of Hou Shou Erquan. He is 3 years younger than me. He used to fight with other village children, and he was the fastest to escape!"

"Tie up 2 ponytails: Fat girl Xiaohua, I always like to play with her in different ways! I wonder where her mother has taken her to now?"

"This neighbor's silly Liu Er, who is 2 years younger than me, is cute behind my butt. He throws two slugs at me and rushes to kill him. At that time, I really didn't dislike him: his nose was dirty."

...

The night is deeper.

Zhang Sanbao came to the door of Xiaobao House.

He stopped for a long time, still not in a good mood, how to talk to Xiaobao!

It's late at night, and the starry sky is quiet and desolate, just like Zhang Sanbao's thoughts at this time!

He sighed deeply, knocked on the door and entered.

Zhang Sanbao looked at Xiaobao affectionately, his eyes turned red for a moment, he immediately raised his head and looked away.

"Xiaobao, you haven't slept yet! Brother, I want to tell you something." Sanbao said softly.

"You're so nervous, brother, just say so." Xiaobao said in a sharp voice while being half-sitting on the quilt.

"Brother plans to leave Xiaoliu Village and go hiking. If you are lucky, I will learn some powerful kicks! You will be an adult next year, and you will take care of the two of you from now on. I don't know where exactly I want to travel.

It’s a given! You are quick-thinking and smart, and I can rest assured that you will always be at home to take care of me! If I really learn the skills and come back, in return, I can get you a beautiful wife!" Sanbao said a thousand words in his heart,

He took a breath and squeezed it out of his mouth.

As for how much of the message Xiaobao heard, Zhang Sanbao didn't know. He just waited for a reply.

"Brother..." Xiaobao was surprised at first, then silent. Finally, when he heard that he was going to get a beautiful wife for him, he became shy again and choked on his words.

After asking for a while.

Zhang Sanbao came to the door of the two elders' house again, knocked open it with determination and entered.

"Father, mother," Zhang Sanbao greeted softly, and then said in a low voice, not daring to look directly into the eyes of the two elders.

"My plan is to leave my hometown and travel far away, learn some advanced boxing skills, and have real skills!"

"Sambo, when do you plan to set off?" After a while, Father Zhang broke the silence and said in a deep voice.

"My child, we will set off early tomorrow morning!" Zhang Sanbao replied with twinkling eyes after hearing his father's question.

The words of Sanbao were just finished!

Father Zhang's expression suddenly became sluggish and languid!

Father Zhang tried his best to stand up, put on a coarse cloth, and looked at Sanbao from time to time. It took him a long time to calm down his depressed mood.

"Have you decided where to travel and when will you come back?" Father Zhang tried his best to cheer up.

"My child, I haven't thought about it yet," Zhang Sanbao lowered his head, like a child who made a mistake, and scratched his neck as he replied.

"As a father, when did you become such a nagging person! Our Sanbao has grown up and is no longer a child. It would be better to go out and learn a skill than to stay in this small village!" The mother knew Sanbao's character well.

There was no persuasion. Seeing that the atmosphere was depressing and heavy, he joked.

"Three treasures, do you need to take them with you on the road? I will prepare them for you, mother."

"No, the kids are ready!"

"When you are out there, take care of yourself."

"Wear warm clothes, eat enough to keep your brain bright, act steadily and flexibly, and don't fight with other children casually!"

"Mom, I didn't fight with other children!"

"Hey! Your mouth is not honest! The mother of the child you beat brought her child to me and said: You were the one who hit me first. That child is such an honest child, how could he hit you first? I think your hands and feet are very powerful.

!”

For a while, the mother-in-law and her husband started arguing about whether Sanbao hit his child.

In other words, the depressive atmosphere became active in Mother Zhang's few words.

Father Zhang beside him was lying quietly beside the bed.

He was speechless, listening to his mother and two arguing, wondering what he was thinking...

...

At dawn the next day, Zhang Sanbao came to the house of the two elders.

"Parents, mother, let's go." Zhang Sanbao greeted in a calm tone.

"Don't worry about me. The child will write a letter home and come back."

Rejecting the two elders' farewell, Zhang Sanbao looked at the two elders affectionately, closed the door gently, and his eyes became rosy!

He threw the linen bag over his shoulder and strode out of the village like a farmer.

Arriving at the west entrance of the village, he looked back with nostalgia and walked quickly towards the west!

...

Zhang Sanbao, who was traveling far away from home, didn't know that his old father and mother were really reluctant and uncomfortable at this time!

Later, when Zhang Sanbao returned home from a long trip, he heard his old mother recall:

"The day you left home for a long trip, your father didn't touch any food the whole day! Late at night, he was alone in the house, crying quietly, inaudibly..."

At that time, Zhang Sanbao felt that his heart was boiling!

His eyes didn't obey his orders at all and became a little blurry and red!

He hurriedly turned his head away, holding back the tears from falling...


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