The Wonderful Journey of the Elf

night comes

In order to celebrate the successful return of the men from each family and the large amount of fish they brought to the village, Songya Village held a regular bonfire party.

At the bonfire party, the village chief summoned all the adults from each family, allowing the juniors to sing and dance around the bonfire, secretly talk about love, and reveal their decisions during the day.

Lan Fang's proposal to allocate land to Dasha would have been rejected when he first came to the village.

After this period of contact, everyone also knew that Dasha was a good person, but he just lost his memory, so they did not express any objections, and they accepted the other party in a true sense.

The old village chief looked at Lan Fang, who was standing silently aside, and said angrily: "Dasha, you heard what I just said, so what are your plans?

Are you going to move out of that shabby woodshed, build your own house, and go fishing with everyone in the future, or are you going to renovate the woodshed and use the land allocated to you to grow some fruits and vegetables to sell? "

Faced with the village chief's inquiry, Lan Fang didn't know what to do.

As his memory slowly recovered, his subconscious kept telling him that he was afraid that he could not stay in the village for too long, otherwise it would most likely bring disaster to the village, so he shook his head and said, "Grandpa, village chief, let's forget it. I think it’s good as it is now.”

The old village chief said angrily: "Why, Dasha, I think you are really stupid. Although you have some strength now, where do you get your income?

Not to mention, you don’t even have a place to cook, and you have to rely on Yifu’s family to support you every day. If you don’t make money to support yourself, do you still hope that everyone will continue to support you? "

As he spoke, the old village chief stabbed Lan Fang with his crutch and said: "Dasha, the economic conditions in the village are not very good, especially Yifu's family. They don't even have enough money for Yidan to go to school." No, even if you don’t think about yourself, you have to think about that little girl Yidan. It will be a good thing for you to support yourself as soon as possible."

Lan Fang has no idea how rich he is now, especially when there are a lot of valuables in the high-tech backpack that Xiangshouni keeps.

In my heart, I felt that what the old village chief said was reasonable, and Lan Fang was embarrassed to continue dragging down Yidan's family. Finally, he hesitated, nodded and said: "Then thank you village chief for your kindness, and I will accept it. I will definitely support myself.”

When the old village chief heard this, he was much satisfied. He showed his big yellow teeth and said, "Very good. I know Dasha that you are a responsible young man. Since you were brought back to the village by that little girl Yidan, you will live there." The place is also in her old woodshed, so the land next to Yifu’s house belongs to you.”

After some explanation, the old village chief probably knew that Lan Fang was relatively introverted nowadays, so he immediately drove him away and asked him to attend the bonfire party with other juniors, while he discussed other things with others.

One night passed, Lan Fang returned to the woodshed and slept on a simple wooden bed, covered with an old quilt given by Yidan, when he was suddenly awakened by a knock on the door.

After covering his head and recovering some memories in his sleep, he slowly got up, touched the smelly mud beside the bed, put on his mask as usual, and opened the door slowly.

Yidan's father, Yifu, stood at the door, looking at Dasha still wearing the silver-black mask in front of him, and seriously doubted whether this guy wore this thing while sleeping.

Shaking his head speechlessly, Yifu handed it over a shabby small wallet and said: "Dasha, this is the reward you have recently given to the village for your help. It can also be regarded as a small starting point for you from the village. The funds, although it’s not much, take it.”

Lan Fang was moved and took the wallet. Even if he didn't look at the quantity inside, he could still feel the sincerity. He clearly understood that the people in the village really regarded him as one of their own, as an outsider.

"Uncle Yifu, thank you all on my behalf. I will not let you down."

Yifu smiled and patted Lan Fang on the shoulder, and said complicatedly: "Dasha, as long as you don't blame your uncle for not allowing Yidan to have contact with you before, it's fine. When you have a child, you probably won't be willing to let your child Reach out to homeless people, I hope you understand.”

Under the mask, Lan Fang smiled heartily and said, "Uncle Yifu, your family has been very kind to me, and I will always remember it."

Although he couldn't see Lan Fang's expression, listening to his tone, Yifu knew that he had Dasha's understanding.

The smile on Yifu's face became more sincere, he patted Lan Fang on the shoulder again, and then turned around and left leisurely.

Today he and other villagers had to rush to Lizhi Town to sell the fish while it was still fresh.

Watching Yifu leave, Lan Fang knew that according to the village chief's wishes yesterday, he was afraid that Yidan would not send him food in the future and he would have to fend for himself.

Taking the old wallet back to the woodshed, Lan Fang looked at the fruit in the corner that Yidan had specially left for him yesterday. He put the wallet beside the bed, picked up the fruit and rubbed it on his body casually, then stuffed it directly into his mouth. Eat it for breakfast.

When Xiang Shou Ni saw the wallet beside the bed, he thought of something. He spat out a purple wallet with a gas bomb pattern and called out to Lan Fang.

After eating the slightly dry fruit and taking a sip of water from the bucket, Lan Fang turned and walked towards the bed and said, "Smelly mud, what's wrong?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lan Fang immediately noticed that there was a purple wallet next to the old wallet. It looked more and more familiar. A memory fragment flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but ask: "Is this my previous wallet?"

Smelly nodded and said that was it.

Without thinking too much, Lan Fang picked up the wallet and opened it at will, hoping to find items with his identity information.

But before he could rummage around, he was stunned by the banknotes stuffed inside.

Pulling out a piece of paper and counting the amount carefully, Lan Fang twitched the corners of his mouth and subconsciously complained: "This piece of paper alone is worth 10,000 yuan. How rich I was before."

After finishing complaining, Lan Fang simply dumped his wallet down and began to count the contents.

Not long after, Lan Fang's expression became even weirder when he looked at several cards of different colors and more than 200,000 alliance coins.

Especially when Lan Fang discovered that in the old wallet given by Yifu, the total amount of bits and pieces was less than five thousand. The strong contrast between the two made him suddenly feel that he was probably not an ordinary person before he lost his memory. .

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