Strange dreams, pockmarks dropped for no reason, Wang Dabao's words, childhood memories, all of this gave Shu Guan an uncontrollable impulse.
That is because he wanted to dig up the old cripple's grave to see if the old cripple was dead.
But being impulsive, Shu Guan ultimately did not choose to actually dig the old cripple's grave.
Because he has passed the impulsive age. Although in this world, he still has two months to turn eighteen, his soul is already that of an uncle in his early forties.
Now everything is just his own speculation. Shu Guan has lived with the old cripple for eighteen years. Except for the fact that he just realized that the old cripple may not have a heart, Shu Guan has not noticed the little bit of the old cripple in the past years. What's special about lame people?
So what if the grave is dug and the old cripple is actually an ordinary person?
I have never heard of people living without a heart on Earth in my previous life. It does not mean that it cannot be possible in this world. After all, this is a world where even immortals may really exist.
To rest in peace is a very traditional and important concept, whether in the China that Shuguan traveled to or in this world.
Shu Guan didn't want to disturb the old cripple's peace after his death because of some of his speculations.
So Shu Guan hesitated for a long time, but until he guarded Sanqi, he never dug the old cripple's grave.
On the morning of the 27th and 37th, he stayed beside the old cripple's grave for fourteen days. On the morning of the fifteenth day, he squatted beside the old cripple's grave, smoked a pot of cigarettes silently, and then knelt down to face the old cripple. Tomb kowtowed three times, and then finally prepared to return to the village.
When walking through the stream outside the village, Shu Guan stopped and looked down at himself in the stream.
Ugly is still so ugly.
But if ugliness can be classified into levels, he must have been in the position of the strongest king before, but now he should be down to the level of the Supreme Star.
In the past ten days, a lot of black pockmarks have fallen off on his face, but it was just because the original base was too large, so even if it fell off every day, there would still be a lot of pockmarks on Shuguan's face.
After all, there is no difference in visual impact between a hundred pockmarks and fifty pockmarks on the face.
Shu Guan raised his hand and touched his face. The uneven touch from his fingertips was indeed much less than before.
It will probably take another ten days or so for the pockmarks on my face to disappear.
By that time, Zhang Yadan will probably agree to marry her.
Get a wife, have children, and start a new life.
Although it may be very ordinary, isn't ordinary life a lifetime?
Shu Guan already knew what his life was like when he was very young.
The moment Shu Guan waded across the stream and reached the other side, he let go of his sadness and prepared to start a life without the old cripple.
Soon after, he walked to the grain drying field at the entrance of the village.
There are many villagers on the grain drying ground, spreading baskets of dark green vegetable leaves on the grain drying ground.
It’s the annual bracken drying season again.
Shu Guan discovered that Wang Dahu was also in the grain drying field at this time.
The guy is walking his baby.
A young man from the countryside who was in his twenties and strong and sturdy. He was holding an almost-year-old boy in his hands and followed behind him was a little girl about three years old. He was walking slowly on the grain drying field with a look of pain and helplessness on his face.
Who told him to fight so diligently with his wife that it seems that his third child is about to be born, and now she lies at home every day.
Happiness in some aspects must always be repaid with pain in another aspect.
However, Shu Guan envied Wang Dahu's happy life in that aspect.
He couldn't help but touch his face again.
Just be patient, it’s almost over!
Shu Guan comforted himself in his heart.
At this time, Wang Dahu also saw Shu Guan standing on the edge of the grain drying field, so he walked over quickly with the baby in his arms.
"Mazi, you came back after guarding the crippled grandfather for seven days... Huh?"
Walking in front of Shu Guan, Wang Dahu was suddenly stunned for a moment, staring at Shu Guan's face carefully with a strange expression.
"What's wrong?"
"Mazi, you seem to have become a little different..."
"Why is it different?"
"Hmm... I used to look at your face and I would definitely throw up when I counted to ten, but today I found that I might be able to count to thirty."
"You can actually count to thirty? That's progress!"
"That's right, I studied the arithmetic you taught Mazi seriously."
Wang Dahu smiled triumphantly.
Originally, Shu Guan was going to go home directly. Since the old cripple left, the house has not been tidied up much, and now it is probably full of dust.
But after meeting Wang Dahu, Shu Guan thought that he could just ask him to do something for him, so he sat down on a bench next to the grain drying field and slowly pulled out the cigarette rod from his belt.
Wang Dahu looked at the green cigarette rod in Shu Guan's hand with envy, and sighed:
"Originally, Grandpa Lame promised that when my third son was born, he would also make me a rod. I didn't expect that his old man would pass away so suddenly..."
I haven't even had my turn yet.
Shu Guan cursed, took out a handful of dry tobacco from the tobacco bag hanging at the front of the tobacco rod, stuffed it into the cigarette cup, and then took out the flint and fire sickle.
"I'll make you a rod in a few days. Although it's not as good as the one made by grandpa, there should be no one in the village who can do it better than me."
While lighting the tobacco, Shu Guan said.
Wang Dahu's eyes lit up, because Shu Guan was indeed not bragging. In the past, the old cripple was the most capable person in Taoyuan Village, but in recent years, as the old cripple became old and frail, Shu Guan was actually the most capable person in Taoyuan Village. Nowadays, any farm work in the fields, fishing, or blacksmithing is no worse than the old lame man's craftsmanship a few years ago.
So Wang Dahu's eyes suddenly lit up.
Shu Guan took a breath of dry smoke, exhaled a mouthful of dry smoke, and then said slowly:
"Go and ask Yadan out tonight, and we'll play cards together."
Wang Dahu suddenly showed an expression of embarrassment and longing. He glanced at the little baby in his arms and muttered a little embarrassedly:
"I don't have time, I have to take care of the baby..."
"I didn't call you, just ask Yadan out."
Shu Guan waved his hand and said.
Wang Dahu suddenly understood and said with a smile:
"Mazi, you haven't given up on this girl yet. This girl has great vision. She doesn't seem to look down on any of the young people of her generation in the village."
"With your face, it's better not to think too much. How about I ask my wife to ask her sister if she is willing to marry you, we will be a family from now on."
"Don't worry about it, just ask her out for me."
Shu Guan said impatiently.
He really wasn't sure before, but now it's different. As long as the pockmarks on his face fall off, with his time-traveling skills and experience in seducing girls, can he still win over an ancient girl in a secluded mountain village who has never really seen the world?
After a few days, the peach blossoms will bloom. First, pick 999 peach blossoms and place a big "heart" on the bank of the stream to see if the little girl can still hold on!
Just when Shu Guan was planning his happy future, a strange sound suddenly came from the sky above the grain drying field.
Because Shu Guan was still immersed in the fantasy of how long it would take before he could fight the Landlord alone with Zhang Yadan, he did not look up immediately.
But Wang Dahu beside him immediately raised his head, and then this young man from the mountain village, who had also never seen the real world, slowly opened his mouth and looked at the sky blankly and blankly.
Wang Dahu's little girl also raised her head like her father, and then let out a joyful cry of surprise:
"Wow, what a big iron bird."
Iron bird?
What iron bird?
So Shu Guan also raised his head and glanced at the sky.
The next moment, Shu Guanteng stood up suddenly, because at this moment many too complicated emotions came to his heart, and in panic, the bench behind him was knocked to the ground by him.
He looked up at the sky and looked at the two "iron birds" in the sky. He held the cigarette rod tightly in his palms, and his fingers turned white, and he didn't even notice that his nails dug into his palms.
"Helicopter!"
Three words came out of Shu Guan's throat like a groan.
