Uncle Jinwu Zangyi

Song Yu didn't expect the other party to turn his face so quickly, and he was still a polite person, "No problem."

"What a bother." Yue Zhongxing scratched his head in embarrassment.

Song Yu shook his head, "You have been asleep for a long time, get up and eat something."

"Thank you, thank you very much."

Song Yu immediately got up and left, so as to leave some space for the other party.

Yue Zhongxing got off the couch, first walked around the house, and then looked out of the window, the yard outside the window was empty, and it looked quite deserted.

He checked his wound again and found that the edge had been stitched up, and the other bruises on his body were healing well.

The food was also delicious, and Yue Zhongxing almost ate it all, perhaps because he was too hungry.

After the whole afternoon, Yue Zhongxing didn't see Song Yu. He groped out of the yard and wandered around the Qingyu case, but he didn't see anyone, not even a single extra house.

Is this really a village? Why is there no one there?

Just when Yue Zhongxing was puzzled, Zhao Linjiang came over with a medicine box.

When Zhao Linjiang saw that the other party was awake, his face showed joy, "Are you awake?"

"Well, you are?" Yue Zhongxing became alert in his heart.

So Zhao Linjiang told the whole story, Yue Zhongxing had no reason to doubt, and said a lot of words of thanks with gratitude.

Zhao Linjiang didn't take it too seriously, and changed the medicine for the other party as usual.

Taking advantage of the time when the other party was changing his dressing, Yue Zhongxing took the initiative to ask some questions: "Brother Zhao, Song...Where is the village master of Song?"

"The third master is busy with affairs on weekdays, and he is probably busy." Zhao Linjiang answered truthfully.

Yue Zhongxing asked again: "I see that there are no houses nearby. Is this really a village?"

"Well, the third master doesn't like excitement, so this place is a bit remote." Zhao Linjiang concentrated on treating the wound.

"But I should ask, which party village is Heiyao village?"

"Bandits."

Yue Zhongxing fell into deep thought and stopped talking to Zhao Linjiang.

Afterwards, Zhao Linjiang left a sample of the medicine for the other party, and told the other party how to recover from his injuries, and then left.

As soon as the other party left, the courtyard became empty again, Yue Zhongxing didn't dare to move rashly, and felt really tired, so he could only seriously stroll around the courtyard.

The Qingyu case is not a big one, Yue Zhongxing quickly figured out the structure of the courtyard, the gate leads into the vestibule, through the vestibule is the inner courtyard, the inner courtyard is relatively empty, and there is a weapon rack on one side, it should be Song Yu In the place where martial arts is usually practiced, there should be two wing rooms on both sides of the inner courtyard, and Yue Zhongxing should live in a side room.

Behind the inner courtyard is the kitchen for cooking and cooking, and the next door to the kitchen looks like a bathroom.

The yard is not big, but it is indeed a little empty for only one person.

After finally getting close to Xishan, Song Yu finally came back, and brought back food.

After Yue Zhongxing asked, he realized that the food was not cooked by Song Yu, and he felt a little regretful.

"When your injury is getting better, what are your plans?" Song Yu asked while sitting opposite him.

Yue Zhongxing liked the food in this village very much, and he talked about the details, "To be honest, the younger generation has no plans for the time being, but the senior can point out the way?"

"Since you are from the Southwest, why did you come here and suffer such serious injuries?" Song Yu asked again.

After Yue Zhongxing swallowed what was in his mouth, he said leisurely: "There are many chaotic parties in the Southwest. I have no relatives and no fixed place. On the way to escape, the money on my body was plundered by thieves, and I was injured during the dispute. Fortunately, I saved my life and ended up here.”

Song Yu poured a cup of tea, her face tensed, "The southwestern border is heavily guarded, and if you don't think about it, it will be turbulent."

In the past few years, the territory owned by Liang Ling in the southwestern area has been relatively stable, but it is true that minor disturbances cannot be avoided.

"The junior really has nowhere to go at the moment, I wonder if the senior can point out the way for the junior." Yue Zhongxing asked sincerely.

Song Yu thought about his situation and said, "Since I am a bandit, He Lai Minglu said it, but if you need something, I can still help you."

"If you have to say..." Yue Zhongxing lowered his eyes and struggled for a while, "I hope senior can take me in."

Song Yu didn't immediately agree, "How do you say that?"

"The younger generation has no father, no mother, and is homeless. Now it is not an exaggeration to say that you are like a beggar, but the younger generation can also fight a little bit, and also wants to try to settle down as a bandit. accept."

Yue Zhongxing looked at the other party's expression, but couldn't see the other party's attitude.

"The village has always accepted refugees, but..." Song Yu didn't quite know what he was hesitating about.

"The junior will thank the village master first!" Yue Zhongxing immediately stood up and bowed to the other party.

The words stuck in Song Yu's throat were still not uttered in the end, "It's up to you, if you have other plans in the future, just leave again."

"Okay, thank you village master."

The next day, Song Yu went to ask a villager to take Yue Zhongxing for a walk in the village to familiarize himself with the environment.

By the way, let Yue Zhongxing find out where he will live next.

But Yue Zhongxing didn't seem to understand Song Yu's meaning, and he was quite satisfied living in the Qingyu case.

Song Yu was thin-skinned, and didn't know how to speak up about the fact. Then he thought about finding someone to convey to Yue Zhongxing, but he didn't know who to turn to.

Three or four days have passed, and Yue Zhongxing has also adapted to the life in the village. In order not to be an idler, he took the initiative to ask Ying to go to the school in the village to teach the children some self-defense skills, and his relationship with Xiao Ling and Li Tingfang also improved.

In addition, he also worked with the laborers in the village at the foot of Dongshan Mountain, as if he had become a villager.

When the matter developed to this point, Song Yu couldn't say anything more, thinking about when the opportunity was riper to mention that matter to the other party.

The two got along in harmony. At the same time, Yue Zhongxing was about the same age as Xiao Kan. In Song Yu's view, he was just a child. He felt that he should not be too fussy.

In the next few days, Yue Zhongxing became acquainted with the people in the village, and they were quite popular.

Half a month later, Song Yu came back from the mountain that night, and just entered the inner courtyard of the Qingyu Case, he smelled a fragrance.

He looked up and saw smoke rising from the chimney of the kitchen in the backyard.

Song Yu's heart was shocked. Since Xiao Kan left, no smoke had risen from the chimney of the Qingyu Case.

Immediately afterwards, a figure emerged from the corner and said, "Uncle Yu! You are back! Come and eat!"

Suddenly, Song Yu became Uncle Yi.

But the person who came out was not Xiao Kan, but Yue Zhongxing.

"Uncle Yu, what's the matter with you, why do you look restless?" Yue Zhongxing ran over and asked him, still holding a rag in his hand.

"What did you call me?" Song Yu's voice turned cold several degrees.

Yue Zhongxing didn't notice anything yet, and Song Yu never spoke enthusiastically on weekdays, "Uncle Yu, don't everyone call it that?"

"Don't call me like that." Song Yu felt unhappy.

Yue Zhongxing was curious, "Why?"

"That's not what you should call." Song Yu paused, and then said, "I don't like people calling me like that."