When Baiye arrived at the ridge, Nanfeng was already harvesting rice in the field. He quickly rolled up his trouser legs, picked up the sickle from the basket and went to the field, one person at a time.
Bai Ye worked hard and harvested the small rice very quickly. Half an hour later, the two of them moved to the third and last rice field.
Soon at noon, the two of them went up to the field. After putting the sickle into the basket, Nan Feng looked at Bai Ye and said softly: "Are you okay?"
"It's okay." Bai Ye replied calmly, squatting on the edge of the field and washing his hands, looking as if nothing had happened.
The thousand-year-old black-backed bull is probably not much weaker than the saint in real combat power. He has little chance of winning. If he goes to the Fire Phoenix Mountains, the big black bull alone will have a narrow escape.
"Prepare two more rice cakes tomorrow morning. I'll be back in the evening." Bai Ye said softly and sat on the floor without raising his head.
Nanfeng took out a rice cake from the basket and handed it to him, saying softly: "Okay."
Bai Ye took a bite of the rice cake, chewed it twice before swallowing it. Although it had a faint salty taste, it was still difficult to swallow.
"Nan Feng, how much do you know about Bu Yehou?" Bai Ye took a sip of water and said lightly.
Hou Yehou, the hereditary lord of Twin Village, a saint in the eyes of mortals, a descendant of Twin Stars, unknown gender, unknown age, extremely mysterious.
In the eyes of saints, mortals are like ants, and it is most uncomfortable to deal with such people, as if they were walking on thin ice.
Nanfeng was eating rice cakes and was obviously stunned when he heard this. He said: "The village chief was a hundred years ago. His surname is Zhao. He is the youngest son of Shuangzi. He is gentle to others. Everyone says he is a good village chief."
Was your surname Zhao a hundred years ago?
According to historical records, a hundred years ago during the Spring and Autumn Period, the Pre-Qin Dynasty was destroyed, and the seven heroes of the Warring States Period died one after another. Before the Great Qin, there was a period of Northern Liang. The old King of Northern Liang was the Dazhu State of a country, and the royal family at that time was named Zhao. !
The kingdoms of Western Shu and Beimang competed, but in the end it was the Canghai that restored the pre-Qin state and established the Great Qin. The current King of Northern Liang is the reincarnation of the lord of the pre-Qin Dynasty, and the first hero to propose the title of First Emperor.
There are two Great Qins in history, the first is the Pre-Qin, and the second is the Great Qin established by Tianzun Canghai. It is said that Tianzun's surname was Zhao when he established Great Qin, and there are also rumors that his surname was Ying.
In the mortal historical materials, gods and demons are just legends. All traces of the extraordinary have been erased from the official history, and many unofficial histories of gods and monsters are more authentic.
Bai Ye repeated the words 'surname Zhao'
, Nanfeng asked from the side: "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
Bai Ye smiled and said: "It's nothing, I'm just curious. If a Marquis named Zhao is really a hereditary twin, then forget it. If..."
Before he finished speaking, Bai Ye squinted his eyes. If that was what he thought, there would be too many hidden big names in the world.
With his eyebrows stretched, Bai Ye shook his head at Nanfeng and said with a smile: "With this village chief here, there is no need to worry about the safety of the village."
Nanfeng was not in any good mood and ate the rice cakes sadly, thinking that the village chief's abilities were second to none. She always felt that there was something else Bai Ye hadn't told her. Seeing that he refused to explain, she didn't ask any more questions.
Bai Ye glanced at her, and then continued to eat rice cakes. He had a vague feeling in his heart that this Nightless Marquis was not simple, but he couldn't explain it, so he could only keep it in his heart.
How could a man named Marquis, a saint in the eyes of the world, and a descendant of twins be willing to be the head of this village?
"When your brother died, did the village chief say anything? Or did the city compensate him?" Bai Ye asked.
Nan Feng shook his head and said nothing. The answer was self-evident. Bai Ye nodded, feeling somewhat confident.
After eating the dry food, Bai Ye picked up the sickle and went to the fields. He had to finish harvesting the rice before sunset. Tomorrow he had to go to the edge of the Fire Phoenix Mountains to try his luck. If he was lucky, both he and Nanfeng could embark on the path of cultivation.
The harvesting speed was extremely fast, maintaining a rapid rhythm. At the same time, his body became increasingly dirty and splashed with a lot of muddy water.
Nan Feng called out to him and pointed at his cheek. Bai Ye stretched out his hand to wipe his face, which suddenly turned into a big painted face. Nan Feng leaned back and forth with joy.
Bai Ye leaned towards her, threw her down, and pushed her against the neatly stacked rice. Nanfeng pushed her hard and couldn't move away, and said anxiously: "Get up and move away, I'm going to get wet."
There was a small stack of rice under her body, and water two inches below her. What made her blush was that the two of them were in an ambiguous position. Nanfeng was lying on her back on the rice, and Bai Ye's right hand was on the side of her neck. Bang her.
His right leg was between her legs, and Nanfeng felt uncomfortable and tense all over.
Bai Ye stretched out her hand and wiped it on Nan Feng's face. The skin was soft and smooth, making her look like a flowery face. Nan Feng screamed angrily, and Bai Ye ran away quickly. He felt frightened when this girl got angry.
Nanfeng stood up and wiped his face, gave a thumbs up backwards, curled his lips and hummed: "A grown man is following me
You are a little girl competing, I despise you! "
Bai Ye rolled his eyes, it was you who provoked me, okay?
It just doesn't make sense.
Nanfeng chuckled and continued to harvest the rice, humming a tune. Bai Ye sighed when he saw this, and silently put away the rice. He lost the moment he threw her down.
He was more grateful to Nanfeng and regarded her as his sister. What he did just now was a bit too much.
When they finished harvesting the rice, it was already at the top of the moon. Fortunately, the moon and stars were sparse. The two of them were sweating profusely as they hurriedly finished harvesting the rice.
During the white night, I carried all the rice back home and piled it in the main room. Then I went to the well to pick up two buckets of water. I took a bath behind the house in the dark and changed into clean clothes.
By the time he returned to the main room, Nanfeng had already finished washing up, with wet hair. Nanfeng asked him to take a rest, and then ran to the kitchen to get busy.
Looking at the busy figures in the kitchen, Bai Ye made a vow: From childhood to seventeen years old, the blue sky and the white moon will be with me, and I will be with you.
Heaven is the creator of destiny, and I am the one who establishes destiny.
Bai Ye's life must be in his own hands, no one can interfere, and Nanfeng is the most important person in his life.
Nan Feng held two bowls of rice and stood at the door of the kitchen to greet Bai Ye to eat. He smiled brightly and responded loudly: "Here he comes!"
Twice-cooked pork with cabbage, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, cabbage egg soup, a plate of kimchi, three vegetables and one soup.
Bai Ye's appetite increased greatly and he ate happily. Nanfeng smiled and picked out the vegetables for him. When he finished the bowl, Nanfeng didn't move his chopsticks and just stared at him blankly.
"What's wrong? Are there flowers on my face?" Bai Ye raised his hand and wiped his face with a confused look on his face.
Nanfeng held his chin with both hands, shook his head when he heard this, took the rice bowl from his hand, and stood up to serve the rice.
On an autumn night, full of wind and the rising moon, if the wheat is just ripe and the smoke is rising, the white dove flies over the water and perches on a reed.
And Lu Wei just prepared a piece of music.
This is enough for me to love this broken and muddy world.
"Nanfeng, let's go further together!" Bai Ye shouted.
Nanfeng stuck his head out from the kitchen, his eyes full of doubts. Baiye scratched his head and smiled. Nanfeng cursed: "There's something wrong with you!"
She came over with a bowl of rice and placed it in front of him with a smile.
