Wu Shaoyong did not expect Wu Zhongyuan to refuse the servant he arranged for him, but he did not turn against him immediately, but instead smiled and said, "I think you are old? Want to be young? Is it good to send Atong to you?"

Wu Zhongyuan had long known that Wu Shaoyong made things difficult for him because he was jealous. However, seeing that he actually made it clear, he didn't hate him so much. No man liked his girlfriend to serve other men, so Wu Shaoyong's rejection of him was understandable.

"I think you misunderstood. Attong is a doctor. She doesn't take care of me, but helps me heal my injuries," Wu Zhongyuan explained patiently, "You have seen it too. Since I can get into the field, I haven't stayed in the house."

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

Wu Zhongyuan did not respond immediately. He is now on the verge of turning against others and not turning against others. He has the ability to make a living, so there is no need to endure humiliation and stay here. But then again, there is no need to be afraid of trouble or seek trouble, and there is no need to offend others or take the initiative to offend others.

"Tell me clearly," Wu Shaoyong was aggressive, "What do you mean? Do you really think of yourself as a member of the Bear tribe?"

Wu Zhongyuan still didn't respond. Wu Shaoyong had already stepped on his yellow line, very close to the red line.

"If it weren't for your illness, I'd see how I deal with you." Wu Shaoyong stared at him and intimidated.

Wu Zhongyuan smiled contemptuously. It was different from modern society at this time. People at this time advocated force and were an era of speaking with fists. In fact, modern society is the same, but the things they did not do so obviously.

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

"Nothing," Wu Zhongyuan turned around and walked into the house, "Take them away, I don't want it."

Seeing that Wu Zhongyuan's tone was not very tough, Wu Shaoyong thought he was timid, "You don't want this, don't say I didn't assign it to you."

Wu Zhongyuan was too lazy to pay attention to him and entered the house to close the door.

The house was very broken, with air leakage on it, and there were no decent daily necessities inside, only a water tank and two worn-out pottery jars, no bedding, and no bowls and chopsticks.

Wu Shaoyong did this with obvious motivation. He wanted to force him to leave here. In fact, he had no feelings for it and it didn't matter if he left, but even if he wanted to leave, he had to leave with his head raised and could not let Wu Shaoyong think he was forced away.

Wu Shaoyong did not leave any food. He had nothing to eat. He wanted to ask the old man Lan Qi who sent the order, but after thinking about it, he gave up. If he really wanted food, it was no different from complaining. The old man would definitely scold Wu Shaoyong. He was not afraid that Wu Shaoyong would be scolded, but he did not want to do such a backboneless thing.

If you don’t have food, you have to find something to eat. His previous bow and arrow was thrown away when he ran away. Without the bow and arrow, he could not hunt, so he could only go to Attong to borrow it. In fact, many families in the city have bow and arrow, but he didn’t know others and was embarrassed to speak.

Although Attong had already started to keep a distance from him, she still lent him the bow and arrow when she saw him coming.

Wu Zhongyuan was very weak and could not go far, but he didn't have to go far. He just walked around the fields outside the city and had a harvest. The fields were originally planted with millets. A few pheasants were picking up rice grains that fell in the ground in autumn. He found and shot two of them.

Pheasants in ancient times were different from modern pheasants. They were slightly smaller in size and more colorful in color. However, they could not do without firewood when they caught prey. They had to go find firewood. On the way back to the city, they remembered that the roof leaked and tied some straw in the fields. At this time, wood was everywhere, and few people burned straw without firepower.

Due to his weakness, carrying firewood and straw was very difficult and sweating profusely. On the way back, many people saw him walking hard, but no one came forward to help. I don’t know if it was because of his lack of compassion or his vigilance.

Wu Zhongyuan had severely overdrawn his strength before, but he has not recovered yet. Every time he walks for dozens of meters, he has to stop and breathe and wipe his sweat. There are still bubbles under his feet, so it is extremely difficult to walk.

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

In the end, someone came out to help. He was a twelve or thirteen-year-old child. He was not tall and had a very pretty facial features, but he was very dark and thin. After coming here, he didn't speak, picked up the firewood and straw and left.

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

Wu Zhongyuan took a few quick steps, reached out and grabbed him, and handed him a pheasant, "This is for you."

It can be seen that the little boy wanted it, but after hesitation, he shook his head.

"Give it to 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, and whispered thanks, and turned west with the pheasant in his arms.

After hearing this person speak, Wu Zhongyuan knew that he had misunderstood. Although this person's skin was dark, he was not a boy, but a little girl.

There are fire pits in the house now. They cook in the house, with pottery jars hanging on them and pheasants cooking at around 8 o'clock in the evening.

Since there is no bedding, the straw can only be dried and used as a mattress.

The house is airy and it must be very cold at night, and no one comes to send him bedding and food. There is a saying that one knows the hardships, and some things can only be borne by oneself. There is no need to be depressed and depressed because he does not receive the care of others.

Early in the morning, the thin and dark girl from yesterday came and brought a small bunch of taro-like things. Looking closely, it was really taro. At this time, taro was different from modern taro. The tubers had few branches, and they were all the same, about the size of an egg.

"For you." The little girl put down her taro and wanted to leave.

"Wait," Wu Zhongyuan hurriedly called her, "What's your name?"

The little girl hesitated and did not answer immediately.

"If you don't say it, I will call you little nigger from now on." Wu Zhongyuan smiled.

The little nigger is not a good name, the little girl is very repulsive, "My name is Alu."

"Aluo, where do you live? Who else is there in the family?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

Aluo refused to answer the conversation and turned around and wanted to leave.

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

Aluo stopped hearing the sound and turned to look at him.

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

Aluo looked up at the roof, looked at the straw in the house again, and without saying a word, he walked over and started to clean up the straw.

Covering the roof with straw is not enough to just put it on, it needs to be sorted out and tied. Aluo's movements are very skillful, and she can see that she has done similar things more than once before.

While Aluo was busy, Wu Zhongyuan took the opportunity to talk to her. Aluo didn't say much, and usually asked a few questions before answering. However, just open his mouth to learn something about her. Aluo was thirteen years old this year. His father was killed by the enemy in the early war and his mother was abducted. She now relied on each other with her grandmother and lived 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 dilapidated, there was a small yard, which was also one of the many different treatments for people with surnames and those without surnames.

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

Aluo didn't understand why, so he looked at him in doubt.

Wu Zhongyuan said, "I'm going out to hunt. Can you go with me?"

Aluo did not agree, but did not refuse, but hesitated.

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

"Are you sick?" Alu asked.

Wu Zhongyuan nodded, "Yes, if I don't hunt, I will have nothing to eat."

Aluo said, "You have a surname and can receive more and better food than us, why don't you get it?"

"I came from a long distance and saved a purple warrior, and they rewarded me with my surname," said Wu Zhongyuan. "But the people here don't like me, otherwise they wouldn't have given me such a dilapidated house."

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

"A very far place." Wu Zhongyuan said.

"How far is it?" Alu asked.

"I can't go back again." Wu Zhongyuan smiled, a bitter smile.

Naturally, Aluo didn't know what Wu Zhongyuan said, but she still understood the surface 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 be waiting for you from Ximen."

Aluo nodded and agreed and turned around.

The two set off around 8 a.m. and came back before noon. At this time, Aluo admired him and was prostrated because he could always accurately find the hiding place of his prey and make perfect arrows.

Since the two of them did not go far away, they did not hunt larger prey, a bunch of turtledoes, two rabbits, and a few mountain rats, which were the kind he had eaten before. It was a saying in modern times that it was better to eat two taels of birds than half a catty of animals. At this time, beasts were more popular than birds. First, they had more fat in their bodies, and second, the fur of animals could be used as clothes.

Wu Zhongyuan left only the string of turtle doves, and the rest was given to Aluo. The distribution system at this time was somewhat similar to the work-point system of the people's commune in the 1960s and 1970s, and it was not absolutely equal, but focused and offset based on labor income. Alu and her grandmother had no ability to work, and the food they were assigned must be small and poor, otherwise she would not be so thin.

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

Not long after, Attong came over to ask for the bow and arrow. Naturally, she would not say that Wu Shaoyong refused to let her borrow it, but only said that she was going out to hunt.

Wu Zhongyuan said nothing, and returned the bow and arrow to her with a smile.

In the evening, Wu Shaoyong came and was very hostile. "It's almost time for you to be well. It's time to assign you an errand. We Daqiu don't keep idle people."

"I don't have anything to do with you, either." Wu Zhongyuan said seriously.

"If you live here, you should work," said Wu Shaoyong. "Don't say I bullied you, now I'll give you two choices. Isn't you archery? You can go out to hunt, but you don't have the right to distribute it yourself. All the income from the hunt must be paid."

Wu Zhongyuan sneered.

Wu Shaoyong said again, "Second, aren't you running fast? From now on, you go to various cities in Daqiu, besiege the city, and convey messages to us."

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

"Then hand over the Qi training 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 reached the mouth, but in the end he forced himself to hold it back. He took out the wooden sign that recorded the method of practicing divine Qi in his arms and threw it to Wu Shaoyong, "As a man, your mind is too narrow."

No one likes to be evaluated, and no one likes to hear negative comments. After hearing Wu Zhongyuan's words, Wu Shaoyong was furious, "Who do you think is narrow-minded?"

"I'll tell you." Wu Zhongyuan looked straight into his eyes.

Wu Shao raised his hand quickly, but after raising his hand, he suddenly thought that he could not explain to him if he killed him, so he had to shrink his hand angrily and "Get out."

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

Wu Shaoyong sneered in contempt, "When will your injury be healed? Ten days? Ten months? Or ten years?"
Chapter completed!