Meiya ran to the banyan tree with a basket on her back.
The sleeping girl suddenly opened her eyes as if she had telepathy.
"elder sister!"
I just woke up on Eleven, still a little confused.
Meiya saw the red marks of banyan tree bark on her face while sleeping, and couldn't help but scolded:
"Girl, I have told you so many times that you are already twelve years old. You are not too young to be confused outside anymore. Why do you always refuse to listen?"
Meiya complained.
At the same time, he reached out and took out something wrapped in oil paper from the basket behind his back and handed it to Eleven:
"Here, these are your favorite meat buns from the Xialang family. I specially let them warm in the pot and picked them up when we were leaving. Eat them while they're hot."
"My sister still loves me!"
Eleven's eyes lit up, she took the paper and opened it, but there was only a white and fat meat bun inside. She tore the meat bun in half. Seeing this, Meiya was blocked by Eleven when she was about to open her mouth. Living:
"Sister, don't try to coax me by saying that you have already eaten like this. I have grown up and am not as easily deceived as I was when I was a child!"
Eleven in this life.
It was also when I had a high fever some time ago that I remembered the memories of my first and second lives.
"You girl, you have a high fever and you are becoming more and more weird."
Meiya smiled fondly. The two sisters walked together towards the end of the village. Their home was located on a small hillside at the foot of Luoxia Mountain. Because they did not charge money for the land here, the two sisters spent several years carrying rocks back to the mountain by themselves. Four walls were built to enclose the front and back yards.
There is a four-acre rabbit pen in the backyard.
There are hundreds of rabbits raised inside, which is the most important source of income for the Meiya sisters.
After returning home.
Meiya and Eleven had dinner to feed the rabbits. Seeing that Eleven was hesitant to speak, Meiya couldn't help but sigh, and pulled her to sit on the stone bench in the courtyard, saying seriously:
"Eleven, have you really thought about how to learn blacksmithing from Grandpa Zhang?"
Eleven nodded hurriedly.
It is strange to say that for some reason in her life, she suddenly became obsessed with the craft of blacksmithing. She had a fever some time ago because Meiya was so angry that she refused to let her learn blacksmithing. She hid in the back mountain for a night and contracted the cold.
"You girl, I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup you drank. You are a girl, why are you thinking about blacksmithing?"
Meiya really couldn't understand.
Originally, she would not agree to death for her sister to learn blacksmithing, but the high fever she suffered on National Day some time ago made her almost lose her only relative.
Now she has figured it out.
As long as Eleven is happy and it's not murder and arson, there's nothing wrong with it.
Besides, Grandpa Zhang may not necessarily accept Shi Yi as his disciple. Meiya held a trace of luck and said: "Since you want to learn so much, I won't stop you, but I won't intercede with Grandpa Zhang. If he refuses to accept you as his disciple, you can't go there again. Hide in the back mountains!”
Eleven was stunned for a moment.
She didn't expect the eldest sister to agree so readily. After hearing this, she stood up immediately with joy, thinking about going to see Grandpa Zhang immediately. Meiya grabbed her with a headache:
"It's getting dark now. Grandpa Zhang may have rested. You are not allowed to disturb others."
Eleven was also too excited.
Hearing this, he nodded quickly.
The whole night in bed was like making pancakes, and I couldn't fall asleep. Before dawn the next day, I got up secretly, held a torch, and headed for Luoxia Mountain.
Grandpa Zhang is a legend in the blacksmith village.
According to the elders in the village, when their grandfather's grandfather was very young, Grandpa Zhang was forging iron in that thatched house in Luoxia Mountain. Hundreds of years later, Grandpa Zhang was still forging iron there.
People in the village say that Grandpa Zhang is an old monster who has become a spirit.
Since decades ago, few people have dared to set foot near that thatched hut.
Nowadays, only Granny Zhang in the village still knows the specific location of Grandpa Zhang's thatched hut, but Granny Zhang is tight-lipped and has never mentioned it to anyone.
Eleven took a while.
Only then did I learn from Granny Zhang that the approximate location of Grandpa Zhang was under the sycamore tree in Luoxia Mountain, but the sycamore trees in Luoxia Mountain were all over the mountains and plains.
When Eleven reached the top of the mountain holding a torch.
The sun just happened to emerge from the other side of the mountain. In addition to the chirping of insects and birds and the sound of running water in the mountain forest, she suddenly heard the "clang-dang-dang" sound of iron.
She and her eldest sister came to Houshan several times.
But only she could hear this voice. Eleven guessed that it was the reason why she had lived for four lives. After the sun came up, Eleven followed the voice and turned left and right in the sycamore forest.
An hour passed.
A thatched hut suddenly appeared in front of her.
The sound of blacksmithing was heard in the house. Eleven was overjoyed. She picked up her clothes and ran over. When she arrived in front of the thatched house, she paused and calmed her breathing. The sound of blacksmithing inside stopped. After coming down, she said loudly:
"Grandpa Zhang, I am Fu Shiyi, the youngest daughter of Sister-in-law Guo's family in the blacksmith village."
The words fell.
Fu Shiyi couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
I was afraid that Grandpa Zhang would make a sound and drive people away.
She waited for a long time. The curtain in the thatched house was lifted, and a man dressed as a farmer's grandfather walked out. It was different from the white-haired boy Fu Shiyi had imagined. Grandpa Zhang was thin and had a sick look on his face. His eyes were cloudy. He looked at Fu Shiyi up and down, frowned and said:
"Little girl, why did you come here?"
Fu Shiyi was stunned for a moment.
Grandpa Zhang's words made it seem as if he had known her before. She suppressed the doubts in her heart and said cheerfully: "Grandpa Zhang, I want to learn blacksmithing from you!"
Grandpa Zhang’s pupils shrank.
Gao Wuwen said: "That's it."
Fu Shiyi didn't hear it, and when he was about to ask, Grandpa Zhang motioned for Fu Shiyi to go in, and said, "There isn't much time left for you, so you'd better hurry up."
Why does grandpa speak so strangely in this picture?
Fu Shiyi couldn't understand, but he followed Grandpa Zhang into the thatched house obediently. There was a large stove in the middle of the room, and a bellows was set up beside the stove. When the bellows was pulled, the wind entered the stove, and the flames jumped up in the furnace. Other than that, there was nothing else, including beds, quilts, stools, dishes, and chopsticks.
Fu Shiyi murmured in his heart.
Could it be that this grandfather also has a secret residence.
"Clang!"
Grandpa Zhang took out a piece of iron from the thatched hut and threw it to Fu Shiyi: "Use it to practice your skills first. You can think about it yourself first. I want to go out."
Finished.
Grandpa Zhang covered his mouth, coughed a few times in great discomfort, and walked out. Fu Shiyi couldn't help but be confused. She had never learned to blacksmith. She opened the curtain, wanting to stop Grandpa Zhang, and looked around. , but Grandpa Zhang was no longer found.
"This grandpa is very weird."
Fu Shiyi muttered.
She put aside the strange feeling in her heart and began to think about how to forge iron.
vertex
