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Guiyi Main Text Chapter 164 Arlo Wu Shaoyong did not expect that Wu Zhongyuan would dare to refuse the servant he arranged for him, but he did not turn his back immediately, but smiled and said, "Too old? Do you want someone younger? Can I send Atong to you?"

Wu Zhongyuan had long known that Wu Shaoyong was making things difficult for him because he was jealous, but seeing him take the initiative to point it out, he didn't hate him so much. No man likes his girlfriend to serve other men, and Wu Shaoyong's rejection of him is understandable. of.

"I think you misunderstood. A Tong is a doctor. She is not taking care of me, but helping me heal my injuries," Wu Zhongyuan patiently explained, "You have also seen that since I can go to the ground, I haven't stayed in the house much. ”

Wu Zhongyuan thought that his patient explanation would help Wu Shaoyong clear up the misunderstanding, but he never thought that Wu Shaoyong would become angry, "What do you mean? Do you think I am jealous of you?"

Wu Zhongyuan did not answer immediately. He was now on the verge of falling out or not falling out. He had the ability to make a living, so there was no need to endure the humiliation and bear the burden of staying here. But then again, there is no need to look for trouble if you are not afraid of it, and there is no need to take the initiative to offend others if you are not afraid of offending others.

"Speak clearly to me," Wu Shaoyong said aggressively, "What exactly do you mean? Do you really think of yourself as a member of the Bear Clan?"

Wu Zhongyuan still didn't answer. Wu Shaoyong had stepped on his yellow line and was very close to the red line.

"If you weren't a sick man, let's see how I deal with you." Wu Shaoyong threatened with a glare.

Wu Zhongyuan smiled contemptuously. This time was different from modern society. People at this time advocated force and spoke with their fists. In fact, the same is true in modern society, but it is not so obvious.

"Why are you laughing?" Wu Shaoyong raised his eyebrows and asked.

"It's nothing," Wu Zhongyuan turned and walked towards the house, "Take them away, I don't want them."

Seeing that Wu Zhongyuan's tone was not very strong,

Wu Shaoyong thought he was timid, "You don't want this yourself, don't say I didn't allocate it to you."

Wu Zhongyuan was too lazy to pay attention to him and entered the room and closed the door.

The house was very dilapidated, with drafts leaking from above, and there were no decent living utensils inside. There were only a water tank and two worn-out pottery urns. There were no beddings, not even bowls and chopsticks.

Wu Shaoyong's motive for doing this is very obvious. He wants to force him to leave here. In fact, he has no feelings for this place. It doesn't matter if he leaves. But even if he wants to leave, he must leave with his head held high. Wu Shaoyong cannot let Wu Shaoyong think that he is being forced to leave. .

Wu Shaoyong didn't leave any food. He had nothing to eat. He wanted to ask for it from the old man with blue energy who was delivering the order, but he gave up after thinking about it. If he really went to ask for food, it would be no different from filing a complaint. The old man would definitely reprimand Wu Shaoyong. He He wasn't afraid that Wu Shaoyong would be reprimanded, but he didn't want to do such a spineless thing.

If he didn't have anything to eat, he had to find something to eat. He lost his previous bow and arrows when he fled. He couldn't hunt without them, so he had to borrow them from Atong. In fact, many people in the city had bows and arrows, but he didn't know them, and he didn't know them. Embarrassed to speak.

Although Atong had already kept a distance from him, she still lent him her bow and arrow when she saw him coming to visit.

Wu Zhongyuan was very weak and couldn't walk very far, but he didn't have to go very far. He just walked around the fields outside the city and got something. These fields were originally planted with millet, and there were a few pheasants picking them up. He found the grains of rice that fell on the ground in autumn and shot two of them down.

The pheasants in ancient times were different from the modern pheasants. They were slightly smaller and more colorful. But after catching prey, they couldn't survive without firewood. They had to find firewood. On the way back to the city, I remembered that the roof was leaking, so I tied some more in the field. Straw, wood can be seen everywhere at this time, and few people burn straw with little firepower.

Due to his weak body, it was very difficult to carry firewood and straw, and he was sweating profusely. Many people saw him walking with difficulty on the way back, but no one came forward to help. I don’t know whether it was a lack of sympathy or a feeling for him. alert.

Wu Zhongyuan was severely exhausted before and has not recovered yet. He has to stop to breathe and wipe his sweat every few dozen meters. There are blisters under his feet, making walking extremely difficult.

He is completely holding on now. He can rely on himself and will never ask for help. This is Lin Qingming's warning to him.

Finally, someone came out to help. He was a kid of twelve or thirteen years old. He was not tall and had very delicate features, but he was very dark and thin. He didn't say anything after he came over. He just picked up firewood and straw and left.

Wu Zhongyuan asked him what his name was, but he didn't say it. When asked where he lived, he didn't say anything. After sending Wu Zhongyuan to his residence, he put down his things and turned around to leave.

Wu Zhongyuan walked a few steps quickly, reached out to hold him, and handed a pheasant to him, "This is for you."

It was obvious that the little boy wanted it, but he shook his head after hesitating.

"It's for you, take it." Wu Zhongyuan stuffed the pheasant into his arms.

The little boy held the pheasant and looked up at him.

"What's your name?" Wu Zhongyuan asked with a smile.

The little boy did not answer his question, but whispered thank you, turned around and headed west with the pheasant in his arms.

Hearing this person speak, Wu Zhongyuan knew that he had made a mistake. Although this person had dark skin, he was not a boy, but a little girl.

Nowadays, all houses have fire pits, and cooking is done in the house. It is already past eight o'clock in the evening when we hang up the pottery urns and cook the pheasants.

Since there were no beddings, the straw could only be dried and used as mattresses.

The house was drafty, and it must have been very cold at night, and no one came to give him bedding or food. There is a saying that you know your own suffering. Some things can only be endured by yourself. There is no need to feel depressed because you don't get the care of others.

Early in the morning, the dark and skinny little girl from yesterday came and brought a small bag of taro-like things. If you look closely, you can see that it is really taro. The taro at this time is also different from the modern taro. The tuber has few branches and is The whole thing is about the size of an egg.

"Here you go." The little girl put down the taro and wanted to leave.

"Wait a minute," Wu Zhongyuan called out to her in a hurry, "What's your name?"

The little girl hesitated and did not answer immediately.

"If you don't tell me, I will call you little nigger from now on." Wu Zhongyuan said with a smile.

Little nigger is not a nice name, and the little girl is very repelled, "My name is Arlo."

"Aluo, where do you live? Who else is at home?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

A Luo didn't answer and turned around to leave.

"Can you do me a favor?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

A Luo stopped when he heard the sound and turned to look at him.

"I can't climb high now, can you help me repair the roof?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

Aluo looked up at the roof, and then at the straw in the house. Without saying anything, he walked over and started picking up the straw.

Covering the roof with straw is not something you can just put up casually. It needs to be sorted and bundled. Aluo's movements are very skillful. It can be seen that she has done similar things more than once before.

While A Luo was busy, Wu Zhongyuan took the opportunity to talk to her. A Luo didn't talk much. He usually asked several questions before answering one sentence. But as long as he spoke, he could learn something about her. A Luo was thirteen years old and his father was here. She was killed by the enemy in the early war and her mother was kidnapped. She now lives with her grandmother in the west of the village.

After helping Wu Zhongyuan repair the roof, Aluo helped him clean the room and yard. Although his residence was shabby, it had a small yard. This was one of the many different treatments for people with surnames and people without surnames.

A Luo was about to leave after finishing his work. Wu Zhongyuan asked again, "What are you going to do today?"

A Luo didn't know why and looked at him doubtfully.

Wu Zhongyuan said, "I want to go hunting, can you come with me?"

Arlo didn't agree, but he didn't refuse either, but hesitated.

"I can't lift heavy things now. Come with me and help me bring back the prey." Wu Zhongyuan said.

"Are you sick?" Arlo asked.

Wu Zhongyuan nodded, "Yes, if I don't hunt, I won't have anything to eat."

Arlo said, "You have a surname and can receive more and better food than us. Why don't you go and receive it?"

"I came from a far away place and saved a purple warrior, so they gave me my surname," Wu Zhongyuan said. "But the people here don't like me, otherwise they wouldn't have given me such a dilapidated house."

Wu Zhongyuan's words aroused A Luo's curiosity, "Where are you from?"

"A place far, far away." Wu Zhongyuan said.

"How far?" Arlo asked.

"It's so far away that I can never go back." Wu Zhongyuan smiled, a bitter smile.

A Luo naturally didn't know what Wu Zhongyuan was referring to, but she still understood the superficial meaning, "Okay, I'll go with you, but I have to go back and talk to my grandma."

"Okay," Wu Zhongyuan smiled and nodded, "I'll wait for you at Ximen."

A Luo nodded in agreement and turned around.

The two of them left around eight o'clock in the morning and came back before noon. At this time, Arlo admired him because he could always accurately find the hiding place of his prey and his arrows were accurate.

Since the two of them did not go far, they did not hunt any larger prey, a bunch of turtle doves, two rabbits, and a few mountain rats, the same ones he had eaten before. It is a saying only in modern times that one would rather eat two ounces of birds than half a pound of beasts. At this time, beasts were more popular than birds. Firstly, they had more fat in their bodies, and secondly, the fur of beasts could be used to make clothes.

Wu Zhongyuan only kept the string of turtle doves and gave the rest to A Luo. The distribution system at this time was somewhat similar to the work-point system of the people's communes in the 1960s and 1970s. It was not absolutely equal, but was focused and offset based on labor income. Neither Aluo nor her grandmother had much labor ability, and the food they were allocated It must be both few and bad, otherwise she wouldn't be so thin.

On the way back, Wu Zhongyuan and Wu Shaoyong met. When they saw the bow and arrows Wu Zhongyuan was carrying, Wu Shaoyong's expression turned ugly.

Not long after, A Tong came over and asked for a bow and arrow. Naturally, she would not say that Wu Shaoyong refused to let her borrow it, but only said that she wanted to go hunting.

Wu Zhongyuan didn't say anything and returned the bow and arrow to her with a smile.

In the evening, Wu Shaoyong came, and he was very hostile. "I think you are doing well now. It's time to assign errands to you. We in Daqiu don't have idle people."

"I don't need you to support me either." Wu Zhongyuan said seriously.

"You live here, so you should work," Wu Shaoyong said, "Don't say I bully you, now I give you two choices. Are you good at archery? You can go out hunting, but you have no right to distribute it yourself. The income from hunting must be Turn it all in.”

Wu Zhongyuan sneered.

Wu Shaoyong said again, "Second, aren't you a fast runner? From now on, you will travel to and around cities in Daqiu to deliver news for us."

"What if I don't choose either?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

"Then hand back the Qi Training Magic Card and go back to your hometown." Wu Shaoyong said loudly.

The sentence "This is my hometown, I am more qualified to stand here than you" has already reached his lips. In the end, he forcibly suppressed it. He took out the wooden sign recording the Dongshen Qi training method from his arms and threw it away. To Wu Shaoyong, "As a man, you are too narrow-minded."

No one likes to be evaluated, and no one likes to hear negative comments. Hearing Wu Zhongyuan's words, Wu Shaoyong became furious, "Who are you calling narrow-minded?"

"I'm talking about you." Wu Zhongyuan looked directly into his eyes.

Wu Shaoyong raised his hand in a hurry, but after raising his hand, he suddenly thought that he would not be able to explain to his superiors if he killed him, so he had to shrink his hand angrily and said, "Get out."

Wu Zhongyuan said, "I was injured to save Wu Chen. I will not leave until the injury is healed."

Wu Shaoyong sneered contemptuously, "When will your injury heal? Ten days? Ten months? Or ten years?"

"It won't take that long. I'll leave in seven days..."

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