The woman's nostrils flared and she suddenly picked up a bowl, "I want one too."
"Huh?" The old man took a look at her, "Grandson-in-law, your body is still very weak, it's better not to drink alcohol."
The woman didn't say anything, just pushed the bowl over.
The old man looked at her resolute eyes and couldn't help but look at Jiang Fan again, sighing helplessly, he poured her a small half bowl.
"Grandson daughter-in-law, you weren't like this before, why have you changed like a person."
The woman picked it up, first sniffed it, then drank it all in one gulp, a blush immediately floated on her fair face beyond the red spots.
"Good wine!" The woman's eyes bright, a grabbed the wine altar, nonchalantly poured a bowl, once again a drink, the old and the young to see straight froze.
After three bowls in a row, the woman breathed out.
"It's not bad to marry into your family, good wine, good food. Tell me, what was I like before?"
The old man froze, hehehe laughed: "Before falling into the water, ah, you were able to speak well, and you ran the house outside the house in a clear way ...."
Jiang Fan buried his head and just focused on eating, the old man is starting to talk nonsense again.
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"Heat up the fish soup, grandpa should be back."
The woman said as she hung the washed clothes to dry.
Jiang Fan opened his mouth, nothing came out, so he could only smile bitterly.
Over the past few days, this woman seems to have accepted her own identity - Jiang Fan's daughter-in-law Bai Xiao Cui, or child bride, Jiang Fan was nine years old when she married over. Because Jiang Fan's parents died that year, he was overly sad and took a daughter-in-law to wash away the joy.
"Son of a bitch, old liar, still really dare to make up!" Jiang Fan was also speechless. Who knew that that old liar believed in his own words, borrowing the woman's memory loss, and actually just made up a life for the two of them. And he also changed, from the old thing, the old liar into the grandfather generation.
But Jiang Fan also do not know out of what idea, although several times want to tell the truth, but ultimately did not reveal.
"Don't stare, after the fish soup is heated up you still need to chop some firewood, don't forget to change your clothes, I'll sew them for you."
The woman saw him dazed, phoenix eyes glared and said.
"Good, know ..."
Jiang Fan patted the head of the gray dog beside him and lazily stood up.
Daughter in law ... Jiang Fan looked at the cleaned up thatched cottage and small yard, and then looked at the rough linen clothes, busy woman, it seems to be good ...
The firewood has not been split much, and in the distance there is the sound of rumbling hoofbeats, and the dog suddenly wailed and barked furiously.
Not long after, a group of black-armored cavalry appeared outside the small courtyard. Everyone rode black robust horses, covered in armor, even their faces wore hideous iron masks, and were exceptionally well-equipped.
These people carried a strong killing aura and were clearly elite soldiers from a hundred battles.
"Where are the people in the family!" A leader-like cavalryman strangled his horse and shouted.
The dog rushed at the other party, showing his teeth and wailing, and was actually not afraid in the slightest.
"Little Ash, shut up!"
Jiang Fan was busy scolding the dog, put down his axe, came to the entrance of the small courtyard, and looked at the man through the fence: "Gentlemen military masters, I am the occupant of this room, dare I ask what is the matter?"
The cavalry commander looked him up and down a few times, "Kid, who else is at home?"
Jiang Fan smiled and said, "Masters, it's just me and my old man, and ..." he pointed to the woman standing far away from the drying rack, "and my ... my daughter-in-law."
The cavalry commander took a look at the woman and couldn't help but frown, thinking it was because of the large red spot on his face.
Jiang Fan said, "military master, the old man went out to collect medicine has not returned, only I and the inner man in."
The cavalry commander said, "Go in and search."
The two cavalrymen answered, cleanly rolled over and dismounted, pushed open the firewood door and broke in.
The two walked past Bai Xiao Cui and looked at the woman with a large red spot on her face, ignoring it and walking straight to the house.
The cavalry commander turned his head and asked Jiang Fan, "What's wrong with your mother's face?"
"Oh. This is a birthmark, to not be able to marry into my poor family ..."
The large red spot was indeed revolting to look at, and the commander just glanced at it and stopped looking at it.
"Have you met any strangers recently."
Jiang Fan quickly said, "No, no. As you can see, this place is wild and mountainous, and you can only see a few hunters throughout the year, usually no one comes."
The cavalry commander asked a few more questions and stopped talking to him, soon the two cavalrymen also came out and cupped their fists towards the commander, "There is no one else."
The commander nodded and greeted the crowd as they mounted their horses and left.
Coming and going quickly, Jiang Fan didn't figure out what was going on, it looked like they were searching for something.
Anyway, it had nothing to do with himself, so Jiang Fan didn't bother thinking about it.
"Xiao Cui, I'm going to go into the city early tomorrow morning, you pack up those furs for me and exchange them to buy some fabric and salt."
Bai Xiao Cui, this name ... Jiang Fan secretly slandered, the old man named really grounded.
The woman answered, just walked not a few steps, suddenly turned back, "Where are those furs placed? I don't remember."
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In these few days of work, Jiang Fan had newly built a small boat, and early in the morning, he rowed the boat downstream along the river, heading towards the direction of the county town, which was sixty miles away.
"The apes on both sides of the river can't stop crying, the light boat has already crossed ten thousand mountains." Not bothering to row the boat, he rested on his arms and crossed his legs as he lay on the boat, letting it carry him across the peaks on both sides of the river as he drifted downstream.
"Good poem!" A voice suddenly rang out.
Jiang Fan almost didn't fall off the boat with a tumble.
"Who?"
A voice suddenly appeared on this wide big river, have you seen a water ghost?
There was no one around, Jiang Fan sweated coldly and bowed repeatedly towards the river.
"All the river god grandpa water ghost grandmother, the kid passing through here, if there is a disturbance, another day to serve wine burning incense to make amends is, not to scare the kid ah ..."
"Hahaha, little brother, the poor road is not the river god water ghosts, you are too small this courage."
This time heard clearly, the voice hit the back came.
Jiang Fan hurriedly climbed up and looked back.
In front of him was a big face, shaped like a big cake. Head pulling a Taoist hairpin, three wisps of long beard swaying in the wind, the smile is very kind.
It is not a water ghost. Jiang Fan just wanted to let out a breath. Who knows, looking down, Jiang Fan is a burst of sweat.
There is no boat under the feet, this old road is actually standing on the river?
I grass! Still say is not a water ghost!
Seeing Jiang Fan rolling and crawling to hide at the other end of the boat. The old Taoist froze, look at the soles of the feet, can not help but smile, gently swing a duster, people have stood in the bow.
The old Taoist figure is unusually fat, a boat, immediately blocked a large area of sunlight.
There are shadows, then it is not ghosts and monsters.
Jiang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, a side want to climb up, but suddenly saw a foot-long reed pole from the side of the canoe floating past.
Can't it be that this obese round-faced old Taoist priest was standing on this tiny reed pole just now?
"Master Taoist, how did you get up here?"
The old Taoist laughed and pointed at the reed, "Didn't you see it?"
"Immortal? Demon?" Jiang Fan copied the oars with a startled look.
The old Taoist priest lifted up the blue robe, sitting on the bow of the boat: "Little brother verse is wonderful, but this courage well ... poor Taoist non-gods and non-monsters, just outside the square a person, the number Tianji son."
"Tianji ... son?"
This Taoist number ...
It is quite in line with the body ... Jiang Fan up and down to see him a few eyes, can not help but think.
"Tian Ji Zi, not Tian Ji!" The old Tao big face is black, this kid is also too bad to speak.
"Oh, oh, Tianji Zi Dao long, the kid is polite ... Have you eaten yet?"
"Not yet ... ah?" Tian Ji Zi brain almost turn a corner, you this word front turn some marginal it.
"Did not eat? Did not eat good ah, I also did not eat."
The old road for a time do not know how to speak, immeasurable your grandmother a heavenly father, you kid eat did not eat has nothing to do with me!
"There's no food on board, how about a drink." Jiang Fan attentively took off the small wine gourd from his waist, pulled off the stopper and handed it over.