The seeds of crossing

But give it a try.After all, it is not easy to meet such a person.Since you are unwilling, it means that there is still no chance, so I have no choice but to leave. "As he said, he turned his back and was about to leave.

"Wait, old man!" Yuan Xiaoan hurriedly called out.

Who is this old man, who can see his origin?Is the seed thing really to be believed?If it is true, is it an opportunity for me?Time travel is a very mysterious thing, could this be a chance for yourself?

The old man seemed to have seen through his mind: "Stinky boy, I wandered around for this seed. If I can't find it in my whole life, I will pass it on to future generations. I really can't guarantee that it can really cure your legs. Legs accumulate pain in the world, not ordinary people can look at it well, you need to get a chance to cure your legs with emotion, if the seeds are useless, then I will take you to find some other ways, how about it?"

What the old man said was sincere, and Yuan Xiaoan fell into deep thought for a moment.

The old man waited for him to think it over, then sat back on the stone bench and continued to eat steamed buns.

Yuan Xiaoan gently grasped his thigh with one hand, subconsciously knocked on his waist with the other hand, and after a while, he showed a faint smile.

He cupped his hands and saluted the old man slowly: "In this case, then old man, junior, just give it a try."

Yuan Xiaoan's house is very simple. There is a small open space on the right side after entering the door, where some firewood and sundries are placed, and a cabinet is placed in front of it, for cups, dishes and kitchen utensils.On the left is the stove, under which there is a pipe connected to the kang in the house, which can be used for heating in winter.Enter the house through the door next to the stove, and there is nothing in the house. On the left side is a large kang, which can sleep three or four people.Some household items such as tables, chairs and cabinets on the ground can be seen at a glance.

The old man didn't think it was simple, he sat down on the edge of the Kang, his legs relaxed: "What's your name, brat?"

"Junior Yuan Xiao'an, what's your name, old man?"

"Ahem, you can just call me Uncle Wang." The old man seemed not to want others to ask his name, he patted the kang: "I will live here with you tonight, you should quickly find a flower pot, Plant the seeds."

Yuan Xiaoan said in a heart-to-heart that he was quite anxious. There were several flower pots on the ground outside, which were left by the original owner's grandmother. Yuan Xiaoan bent down and picked up the smallest one stacked on top with some effort. There was some soil in it but not enough. He took a picture Pat the soil on the surface of the flower pot, put it on the legs, and plan to go out and fill some soil.

The flowerpot was suddenly dragged away, and the old man went out of the house with the head of the basin in his hand, muttering in his mouth: "If you have bad legs and feet, you can't handle it well. My fate, alas."

Yuan Xiaoan smiled silently, this old man is quite cute.

Uncle Wang filled the soil and asked Yuan Xiaoan to bury the seeds in it himself, watered it, and put it on the window sill to bask in the sun. The old man looked at the flowerpot with only soil, and was a little melancholy: "I really hope it can germinate."

Yuan Xiaoan smiled: "Uncle Wang, you really hope my legs are good."

The old man gave him a blank look.

In this way, Uncle Wang officially settled down in Yuan Xiaoan's house.After that day, Uncle Wang conjured up some more luggage as if by magic, Yuan Xiaoan was amazed when he saw it, and wondered if he was a cultivator who came down from which mountain?

Once he asked Uncle Wang curiously where he could return his disciples, Uncle Wang slapped him back and said, "Plant your flowers!" Yuan Xiaoan could only smile and give up.

When the neighbors inquired, they said that he happened to donate some food to the old man, and the old man happened to have nowhere to settle down, so he stayed to take care of Yuan Xiaoan by the way.The local people are simple and honest, and this reason was accepted as a matter of course.

After more than 50 days in this way, the seeds still have not improved.Uncle Wang was not in a hurry, he just asked Yuan Xiaoan to eat and live with the flower pot every day, in the name of cultivating feelings.

Yuan Xiaoan did what he said, but he didn't show too much dependence. He only took care of it as a plant, probably because of his disability. He has always devoted himself to these things that need to be taken care of.As for the leg problem, he still plans to save up some money and go to the city to have a look. Although Uncle Wang said there is little hope, he still has to try.

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Third time

The most is the color of summer and rain all year round, with beautiful flowers and green forests playing in the cool breeze.

In the afternoon of this day, when Yuan Xiaoan first woke up from a nap, he found that it was raining outside. It was light and refreshing.He stared blankly at the rain scene for a while, then remembered that the flower pot had been left outside the window and he forgot to bring it in.

Uncle Wang was not there, probably because he was blocked by the rain.

Yuan Xiaoan leaned on the kang with his hands and moved himself to the window bit by bit, dragged the quilt under his body, and managed to get on top, supporting the window that opened up with one hand, and reaching out with the other hand to reach the flowerpot placed on the outer window sill, However, in rainy weather, Yuan Xiaoan couldn't hold it, and the flower pot fell to the ground with a bang and broke.

The rain washed the soil, and soon exposed the seeds that hadn't changed at all. Yuan Xiaoan was a little anxious, and hurried to the edge of the kang, pulled the wheelchair parked beside him, supported Kang Yan'er, and moved his body into the chair, feeling anxious for a while. He also hit his butt, Yuan Xiaoan endured the pain, turned the wheelchair out of the house, the little seed was lying in a small puddle, waiting quietly.

Yuan Xiaoan bent down and carefully picked up the seeds. There was no sign of the seeds breaking out on the cold surface. He gently wiped off the rainwater on the surface, took out a handkerchief to dry the seeds, and blew gently on them. .

"What's going on?" There was a loud shout at the door.

In the morning, Yuesheng came and said that the family was going to stew bone soup today, and asked Wang Bo to go to pick some up at noon.Wang Bole went out very early.But after taking the bone soup and missing Yuan Xiaoan at home, he borrowed the umbrella from the Cao family and ran back.

But it was still a step too late.Wang Boza suddenly pushed Yuan Xiaoan, who was drenched in rain, into the house, threw him a handkerchief, and found a flower pot to plant the seeds carefully.

Yuan Xiaoan took off his wet clothes, put on a blanket, looked at Uncle Wang busy, and felt a little guilty: "Uncle Wang, I'm sorry, I overslept, and I didn't realize it was already raining."

Uncle Wang didn't raise his head: "Why are you apologizing to me? If it doesn't work out, it won't be your loss!"

He handed the flowerpot to Yuan Xiaoan: "Here!"

Yuan Xiaoan was taken aback: "What are you doing?"

"Kiss it and say you won't do it next time!"

"..." Yuan Xiaoan looked at the flower pot, then at Uncle Wang, and then at the flower pot: "You are not serious, are you?"

"Very seriously, hurry up!"

Forget it, just make the old man happy.

Yuan Xiaoan took the flower pot and stared at the lines on it: ah~ I love this pot of soil so deeply...

He touched it meaningfully, and then quickly took it away.

"Uncle Wang, is this useful?"

Before the words fell, I saw that there seemed to be a bug arching in the center of the soil. With every movement, the soil debris on it spread to the surroundings, and a small seedling like bean sprouts broke out of the ground shyly!

Yuan Xiaoan widened his already big eyes, staring at the small seedlings that sprouted and stopped moving, dumbfounded!

This... this is amazing!

When Uncle Wang realized that he was jumping two feet high, he turned around several times: "That's great! It's really sprouting!"

He took the flowerpot carefully and put it aside, turned around and grabbed Yuan Xiaoan's hands, shaking it up and down: "Stinky boy, I finally found it, this is the first time!"

Yuan Xiaoan had the illusion of joining forces in victory.

But after a while, Uncle Wang suddenly calmed down, and he rarely said seriously to Yuan Xiaoan: "Since the sprouts have sprouted, it means that you still have some spirituality in this area. I think it is necessary to teach you some things, just to be on the safe side... He hurried to the closet, took out a torn book from it and jumped back: "You should take a good look at this book of body and mind cultivation, it can be used for self-defense."

Uncle Wang put the book in Yuan Xiaoan's hand.

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In this regard?which aspect?Self-defense? ?

He mechanically lowered his head to look at the sprouting seedlings, so he originally thought it was farming, didn't he?

It was rare for Wang Bo to see Yuan Xiaoan's expression of being struck by lightning. He was in a good mood and explained: "Don't blame me for not showing it out before. Who knows if you can do it, this book is not something that anyone can read casually. of!"

Yuan Xiaoan was not in the mood to think about those things, he carefully flipped through the book, the book was too torn, the corners were a little bit torn, nothing was written on the cover, it was torn to black by the years.

He carefully opened the pages of the book, not daring to breathe for fear of being blown away.

"...Uncle Wang, how many generations has your book been handed down?" Except for some simple pictures similar to meridians, the text part turned out to be hieroglyphs similar to oracle bone inscriptions.

Uncle Wang stroked his beard: "I have pressed the bottom of the box for many years, I don't remember clearly."

Yuan Xiaoan turned back page by page. The book is not thick, and it will be over in a while.It looks very mysterious, is this the gift of time travel?

"Uncle Wang, can you teach me the characters on it?"

"I don't know him." Uncle Wang answered very simply.

"..." How could you not know it!Yuan Xiaoan looked at Uncle Wang accusingly.

Uncle Wang waved his hands helplessly: "Don't look at me like that, I don't need these things, why should I know them?"

Yuan Xiaoan lowered his head in disappointment. Do you want him to study oracle bone inscriptions?

"However..."

Yuan Xiaoan raised his head awkwardly.

"I have a friend who knows, would you like to go and see with me?" Uncle Wang smiled cheaply.

"Is it really possible?" Yuan Xiaoan sat up excitedly.

"His home is not far from here. I originally came to him this time because I was bored. It was just right. But I have to walk. For you, it is considered a long trip, okay?" Wang Boy looked at Yuan Yuan pointedly Xiaoan's legs.

"Okay, I'll go!"

So, three days later, Yuan Xiao'an and his two took their travel burdens, said goodbye to the neighbors in Caojia Village, and embarked on the road of missing people.

Aunt Cao's family has been very worried since she knew that Yuan Xiaoan was going out with Uncle Wang to find her husband.