"You young men just don't care about your body. They are most likely to get cold these days. How can you walk around in the mountains? Fortunately, I met you today."

"Where is this fish caught? It is short and small. It's not useful. How can it be eaten enough!"

Jing Li: "???"

Who is short and small and useless? How does this person speak?

The ox cart was jogging forward, Qin Zhao sat in the car with a wooden barrel in his arms, and just responded softly.

Jing Li looked at him through the water.

I always think what happened to this person laughed.

The man who was born in the family was Lin, and the second place was the second place in the village. Everyone in the village called him Lin Lao Er.

While waving his whip to drive the cow, Lin Laoer spoke to Qin Zhao at the top of his voice: "But it's okay, you're so thin, you should make up for it! If you can't do it, you can send it to me and ask your aunt to burn you a sweet and sour carp!"

Jing Li: “…”

"Thank you, Uncle Lin." Qin Zhao keenly pressed Jing Li's tail that wanted to splash water and said calmly, "There is no need."

Lin Laoer didn't care either.

He was obviously in a good mood today, so he pulled Qin Zhaodong and talked for a while before finally letting him go and singing a small song on his own.

Jing Li shook his tail and swam to the edge of the wooden barrel.

Although this farmer always wants to eat him, he has a good attitude towards Qin Zhao after all. If it weren't for him, the sick man wouldn't know how long he would have to leave.

You can't be angry, you can't be angry.

When I was tired, someone drove to pick me up. The sick man was much more lucky than him.

Jing Li quickly convinced himself that he no longer cared and his attention was attracted by the outside.

The edge of the barrel was not high, and he poked his head out and could see the scene outside. They had now left the forest and came to a place similar to a plain.

There were some ridges on both sides of the dirt road, and many people were bent down to work.

Now is the sowing season in spring, and spring planting and autumn harvesting, farmers rely on these to make a living.

Jing Li has never been exposed to farm work, but he also knows that plowing and sowing, fertilizing and weeding, harvesting and threshing are all hard work. Therefore, the more remote mountain villages are, the more strong a man is needed.

And the one around him...

I'm afraid there is no labor force when I get sick like this, and this may be the reason why others look down on him.

In a blink of an eye, Jing Li had already made up for the tragic experience of being unable to work due to poor health, being disliked by his family and being pointed at by his fellow villagers.

This is what is written in the novel.

"I like to look at me so much?" The man spoke softly, and Jing Li noticed that he was staring at the man in a daze again without realizing it.

The country roads have always been bumpy and the ox cart is very bumpy. Qin Zhao can only hold the wooden barrel with his arms to prevent water from splashing out.

It looked like he was holding him in his arms.

He still sees people like this...

This perception made Jing Li feel embarrassed. He waved his tail and was about to drill into the water, but he saw Qin Zhao suddenly stretching out a hand towards him.

Jing Li subconsciously wanted to run away.

"Don't move." Qin Zhao whispered.

Jing Li paused, and then the other person's fingertips fell on his forehead.

Jing Li smelled the fragrance of medicine on the other party again.

The fragrance is very light, with some bitterness that is commonly found in herbs, but it is not annoying.

Qin Zhao's expression was focused. He tilted his head slightly, and his fingertips passed through the smooth fish scales. He fiddled on the thin and transparent dorsal fin, and finally came to the soft and cold fish tail.

Jing Li just let him touch it without moving. When he touched the tip of his tail, he subconsciously curled up and hooked his fingers.

His reaction obviously pleased Qin Zhao. Qin Zhao's eyes were slightly brighter and a light curve was curled up in the corners of his lips.

Qin Zhao looked very good when she smiled.

It seemed that the spirit of the past was hollowed out all returned in that moment, and the dark and deep eyes were hidden in the eyelids, reflecting crystal clear light in the sunlight.

Jing Li was stunned and forgot to swim for a while. It was not until his body unconsciously sinking that he came to his senses and quickly swung his tail to maintain balance.

"Puff." Qin Zhao laughed and poked the fish's tail, "You can't even swim. Are you really a fish? Why are you stupid?"

Jing Li: “…”

That's because he's not used to being a fish!

Jing Li slapped Qin Zhao's fingers and hid in the bottom of the bucket and went to autism.

No matter how good he looks, he can't say bad things about him.

snort.

The speed of the ox cart was two or three times faster than walking, and within a while the ox cart pulled them into the village.

This village is called Linxi Village. As the name suggests, there is a small stream flowing through the village. In the past, villagers used to do laundry, cook, farm and water the stream.

Linxi villagers were simple and many people greeted Lin Laoer along the way. When everyone saw Qin Zhao in his car, they kept their smiles and even took a detour.

But Qin Zhao only lowered his head and focused on teasing the fish, and did not take these to heart.

It was like an ancient well, stable and unwavering, and no external objects could cause any turmoil.

Until the ox cart is parked in front of a door.

Well...it's not very accurate to say that it's a household.

Linxi Village is not rich, but every household has two or three houses in a small courtyard. But what appears in front of Jing Li is just a dilapidated small earthen house.

There are large areas of mottled and falling off the exterior wall, and the wooden door is closed and cannot be closed. I am afraid that the air will leak in winter.

Jing Li retracted her head and quietly glanced at Qin Zhao.

Does he live in this kind of place?

Qin Zhao got out of the car with a wooden barrel in his arms and bowed politely to the second uncle Lin: "Thank you, Uncle Lin."

"It's okay, a small matter." Lin Lao Er waved his hand, "I don't know a big word. If you hadn't written a complaint for me, my family would have been occupied and wouldn't have been taken back. I'd like to help you with something."

Lin Laoer helped him carry the medicinal materials into the house, looked at his family's silence, and sighed again: "You still can't remember who your surname is, and where did you come from?"

Qin Zhao shook his head: "I only remember that my surname is Qin, and I don't know anything about the origin of my name."

"Then don't you want to go farther and go to the big city to look for relatives?" Lin Laoer said, "Qin Zhao, it's not that the second uncle exaggerated. He looks outstanding like you and has a good literary talent. Obviously, he is different from our farmers. If you have someone like you in the neighboring villages, it has been spread all over the place, and you still have to wait until now, but you can't find any news?"

Qin Zhao put the wooden barrel on the only table in the house, his expression still light, and his tone was gentle and appropriate: "Uncle Xie Lin's kindness, but I can't go far now. If I really have a long journey, I'm afraid I'll have to go there before I even get to the city..."

"Oh, too, it's important to maintain a good body!"

Jing Li leaned against the wooden barrel and listened to all this, and his tail hidden at the bottom of the water gently swayed.

Qin Zhao is not from the village.

He was not surprised to know this, but instead felt that it was natural. Qin Zhao's temperament was far from that of ordinary villagers. Even if he was not from a scholarly family or a wealthy family, he had at least studied.

As a foreigner, he is still a sick person of unknown origin, so it is not surprising that he is excluded by the villagers.

People are always xenophobic, let alone such closed mountain villages.

After putting the medicinal materials, Lin Laoer remembered something again: "By the way, do you know that the Chen family has been splitting up these days?"

Qin Zhao frowned: "Splitting the family?"

"Yes." Lin Laoer sighed, "The old lady of the Chen family suffered a stroke before the New Year and never got up. He hired several doctors but couldn't do anything. The Chen family is a big family in Linxi Village. Those juniors have long focused on the property and are waiting for Mrs. Chen to swallow it."

Um?

What does this have to do with Qin Zhao?

Jing Li was confused, so he heard Lin Lao Er say, "Your room was rented from Mrs. Chen. They want to separate the family, so you may be..."

"Anyway, you should pay more attention these days."

Qin Zhao lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, thanking him: "I understand, thank you for the reminder."

Lin Lao Er was still rushing home and didn't stay for long.

Jing Li waited for him to leave before he poked his head out to look at the room.

Just like what you see from outside, the furnishings of this room are very simple and can be seen at a glance.

This is a small dirt house with two bedrooms. When the door comes in, he is located at the table and two chairs. In addition, there are only a few storage cabinets in the corner of the wall.

The right side of the entrance door connects to the stove, and there are several small medicine jars next to the stove. On the left is a smaller room with no door and only a curtain hanging to block the view.

It must be the bedroom.

The air was filled with a faint fragrance of medicine, which smelled like the one on Qin Zhao's body, and it smelled very nice.

Qin Zhao stood beside the stove with his back facing Jing Li, bent down and opened the herbs he had just bought.

What he bought was not the prescriptions that were configured by the clinic, but several types of powdered medicines. Qin Zhao skillfully sorted and configured herbs, and soon divided the period into several small portions and repacked them again.
To be continued...