The leisurely pastoral life of Xiao Shannong

Lan Ling wrinkled his nose, looking at Zhang Zian's body was in tatters, and there were still several wounds on his body. Although the bleeding had stopped, this miserable state hit Lan Ling hard in the heart.

It wouldn't have happened if I hadn't texted him.

Lan Ling pouted, a sense of grievance and heartache welled up in her heart, tears instantly filled her entire eye sockets, radiating crystals, ready to fall at any time.

Zhang Zian deliberately went to a small stream to clean it up, because he was afraid that he would scare Lan Ling with blood, but he was still scared.

Zhang Zian wanted to reach out to wipe Lan Ling's tears, but his hand stopped in mid-air.

Zhang Zian also hesitated about the relationship between the two.

Lan Ling burst into tears, and crashed directly into Zhang Zian's arms, just hitting the wound on Zhang Zian's chest, frowned, enduring the pain and not making a sound.

"I shouldn't have texted you, it's all my fault, woo woo woo, otherwise I wouldn't have hurt you, woo woo!" Lan Ling cried heartbroken, tears instantly wet Zhang Zian's lapel, and some tears It flows down the clothes to the wound, the taste is sour.

Zhang Zian paused for a moment with his hands hanging in the air, before placing them on Lan Ling's back.

Five minutes later, Lan Ling walked away from Zhang Zian's arms in embarrassment, wiped away tears, and still cried, "Are you hungry, I'll cook for you."

Zhang Zian's stomach was grumbling just now. Since receiving the text message, Zhang Zian has rushed over non-stop. Up to now, he hasn't had a sip of water or a sip of food. In addition, he has fought against the Seventh Elder. The consumption was huge, and my stomach growled unsatisfactorily.

Zhang Zian nodded, and followed Zhang Zian into Nuogang Ancient Village.

At this time, the village is brightly lit with kerosene lamps, but compared to before, it is already full of popularity.

When they arrived at Lan Ling's house, Zhang Zian followed and walked in. Lan Ling's mother had just served Lan Ling's father to bed, and when she saw her daughter leading the savior in, Lan Ling's mother was about to kneel and kowtow.

Zhang Zian hurried to stop him. Now that he and Lan Ling didn't fully understand the relationship, if it was what he guessed, wouldn't his seniority be messed up.

"You are our lifesaver, you saved our whole village, I really don't know how to thank you." Lan Ling looks like his mother, even after years of time, Zhang Zian can still see the shadow of his youth in Lan Ling's mother.

"Auntie, Lan Ling and I are friends, so you don't need to be so polite." Zhang Zian said with a smile, holding on to Lan Ling's mother, he was really afraid that he would kneel if he let go.

Fortunately, Lan Ling also stepped forward to persuade her, which made Lan Ling's mother dispel the idea of ​​kneeling.

Lan Ling turned around and walked into the kitchen to prepare dinner for Zhang Zian. As a woman in the village, she knew how to cook since she was a child. Lan Ling didn't dare to say that her cooking skills had been fully passed down by her mother, but at least she had three layers of strength .

The reason why Lan Ling wanted to run away from home and hang out outside was because Lan Ling's parents had told Lan Ling about a marriage. They were a middle-class family in the city and had helped Lan Ling's father once.

Lan Ling's parents also had their own plans. After Lan Ling married, she would definitely not worry about eating and drinking in the future, and she could live a good life. But after Lan Ling knew about it, she ran away from home directly. Her own love should be decided by herself.

Lan Ling was busy in the kitchen. Lan Ling's mother poured tea for Zhang Zian, then went into the back room and found two pieces of Lan Ling's father's clothes from the cabinet.

"Zian, only Lan Ling's father is a man in our family, so there are no clothes that suit you, you should change into them first." Lan Ling's mother said shyly.

Naturally, Zhang Zian didn't mind, he chose one of them, went to Lan Ling's room to change, and then walked out, turning himself into a member of the village.

Special clothing reveals its own cultural style.

At this time, Lan Ling also came out with two dishes and a bowl of rice, looked at Zhang Zijian's makeup, and smiled.

"It's much more handsome than my dad's." Lan Ling said with his elbows turned outward.

Zhang Zian was embarrassed, but chose to concentrate on eating.

After eating, Lan Ling and her mother also cleaned up the guest room, and let Zhang Zian stay here tonight.

Zhang Zian returned to the guest room by himself, and immediately entered the state of cultivation. He recovered from his injuries first.

Maybe it was the blessing of the love gu, the injuries recovered quickly, especially those wounds on the body surface, all of them healed, which is miraculous.

Early the next morning, Zhang Zian opened his eyes, heard the noise coming from outside, immediately put on his shoes and went out.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw that Lan Ling's house was crowded with people, and everyone was holding a basket in their hands, which contained their own family's collection.

"The benefactor has come out, thank you benefactor."

I don't know who yelled, everyone looked at Zhang Zian and flocked to him, just like Lan Ling's mother last night, knelt down and kowtowed to express their gratitude to Zhang Zian for saving his life.

Zhang Zian couldn't stop him at all, so he simply didn't stop him.

After kowtowing, everyone piled their baskets together, some were eggs, some were bacon, and some were money.

These are the things that they can take out most in their own homes.

At this time, Lan Ling's mother walked out with her husband's arm, and everyone moved out of the way.

Lan Ling's father was slapped by the Seventh Elder's men last night, his jaw was dislocated, and today he is a little awkward to speak.

"Benefactor, please... accept... this is our... one piece of heart."

If it weren't for Zhang Zian, their village would no longer exist.

Zhang Zian explained with a smile that he was Lan Ling's good friend and didn't do much, so please take all your things back.

No one listened, the people in the village were very simple, and whoever was kind to them would repay them double, but they were too poor, and only these things could be sold.

Lan Ling saw the embarrassment on Zhang Zian's face, walked to his father, whispered something in his ear, Lan Ling's father looked at Lan Ling suspiciously.

Lan Ling nodded.

Then Lan Ling's father asked the villagers to take the things back. The villagers looked left and right, and finally chose to obey the patriarch's words.

Zhang Zian breathed a sigh of relief.

After sending everyone away, there were only four people left in the house.

Zhang Zian, Lan Ling, Lan Ling's parents.

"Father, Big Brother Lan Hai went too far this time, you can't spoil him any longer, you must let him have a long memory." Lan Ling said angrily.

Last night, Lan Hai almost let others take away the sacred objects of his clan, which already violated the clan rules.

Lan Ling's father nodded. He was also thinking about this last night. He couldn't really drive him out of the village. How would he face his elder brother when he went down.

Zhang Zian suddenly said at this time: "Uncle, yesterday I heard about the Holy Gu outside the tent, I wonder if I can see it."

Zhang Zian also knew that his request was very unreasonable. The Holy Gu was a sacred object of the village, and it was related to the survival of the village. After saying it, Zhang Zian regretted it, but how to take back what was said.

Sure enough, Lan Ling's father's face changed, and Lan Ling didn't expect Zhan Zian to ask this question. He was worried that his father would get angry, and just wanted to mediate in the middle, but Lan Ling's father sighed and said: "Zian, the holy thing is about us The survival of the village is of great importance."

It was Zhang Zian who asked them to call him Zian. It's not good to always be called by benefactors.

Zhang Zian nodded. He was about to apologize, but he was abrupt. He never thought that Lan Ling's father said first: "You are our benefactor. Lan Ling has already told me about your relationship. I can promise you and take you to take a look."