monk family

Chapter 291
Meiya ran to the banyan tree with her pannier on her back.

The sleeping girl seemed to be able to telepathically, and suddenly opened her eyes.

"elder sister!"

Eleven just woke up, still a little confused.

Seeing that she was sleeping so that the red marks of banyan bark were left on her face, Meiya couldn't help scolding:

"You girl, how many times have I told you that you are already twelve now, not too young, and you can no longer be confused outside, why do you always say you don't listen?"

Meiya complained.

While reaching out, he took out something wrapped in oil paper from the back basket and handed it to Eleven:

"Here, this is your favorite meat bun from Xialang's family. I specially let him warm it in the pot. I only went to get it when it was scattered. You should eat it while it is hot."

"My sister still hurts me!"

Eleven's eyes lit up, she took the greased paper, opened it, and found there was only a white and fat meat bun inside, she tore the meat bun in half, when Meiya saw this, just as she was about to open her mouth, Eleven blocked her mouth with a meat bun. Living:
"Sister, don't say that you have already eaten such words to coax me. I have grown up, and I am not as easy to be deceived as I was when I was a child!"

Eleven in this lifetime.

It was also because of a high fever some time ago that I remembered the memories of the first and second lives.

"You girl, you have a high fever, and you've become more and more weird."

Meiya smiled indulgently.The two sisters walked to the end of the village together. Their home is located at the foot of a small hill at the foot of Luoxia Mountain. Because the land here does not charge money, the two sisters spent several years carrying rocks up the mountain by themselves. Four walls were built to enclose the front and back yards.

There is a four-acre rabbit pen in the backyard.

There are hundreds of rabbits in it, which is the most important source of income for the Meiya sisters.

After returning home.

Meiya and Shiyi had eaten dinner in order to feed the rabbits. Seeing Shiyi hesitate to speak, Meiya couldn't help sighing, pulled her to sit on the stone bench in the yard, and said seriously:

"Eleven, have you really thought about it and want to learn blacksmithing from Grandpa Zhang?"

Eleven nodded hurriedly.

It's very strange to say that she suddenly fell in love with blacksmithing for some reason in her life. She had a fever some time ago, because she was angry that Meiya refused to allow her to learn blacksmithing. She hid in the back mountain for a night and caught the cold.

"You girl, I don't know what ecstasy soup you drank, you are a girl, why do you want to go to blacksmiths!"

Meiya really couldn't figure it out.

Originally, she was beaten to death and refused to agree with her sister to learn blacksmithing, but the high fever on Eleven a while ago made her almost lose her only relative.

Now she has figured it out too.

As long as Eleven is happy, and it's not murder and arson, there's nothing wrong with it.

What's more, Grandpa Zhang doesn't necessarily accept eleven as his disciples.Meiya took a chance and said, "Since you want to learn so much, I won't stop you, but I won't intercede with you on Grandpa Zhang's side. If he refuses to accept you as his apprentice, you are not allowed to go to Hide behind the mountain!"

Eleven was taken aback for a moment.

She didn't expect her elder sister to agree so readily, she stood up so happy when she heard the words, thinking about going to see Grandpa Zhang immediately, Meiya grabbed her with a headache:
"It's getting dark now, Grandpa Zhang may have already rested, so you are not allowed to disturb him."

Eleven was also overly excited.

Hearing this, he nodded hurriedly.

Being in bed all night was like making pancakes, and I couldn't fall asleep. Before dawn the next day, I got up secretly, held a torch, and went to Luoxia Mountain.

Grandpa Zhang is the legend of Blacksmith Village.

According to the old people in the village, when their grandfather's grandfather was very young, Grandpa Zhang forged iron in that thatched hut in Luoxia Mountain. Hundreds of years have passed, and Grandpa Zhang is still forging iron there.

People in the village say that Grandpa Zhang is an old monster who has become a spirit.

Since decades ago, few people have dared to approach that thatched hut.

Now in the village, only Granny Zhang knows the exact location of Grandpa Zhang's thatched hut, but Granny Zhang is tight-lipped and never mentioned it to anyone.

Eleven took a while.

I just learned from Granny Zhang that the approximate location of Grandpa Zhang is under the sycamore tree in Luoxia Mountain, but the sycamore trees in Luoxia Mountain are everywhere.

Eleven held a torch and went up to the top of the mountain.

The sun just came out from the other side of the mountain. Apart from the sound of insects and birds singing and running water in the mountain forest, she suddenly heard the sound of "clang, clang, clang".

She and her eldest sister have come to Houshan several times.

But only she could hear this voice. Eleven guessed that it was the reason why she had lived four lives. After the sun came out, Eleven followed the voice and turned left and right in the plane tree forest.

An hour passed.

A thatched cottage suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

The sound of "dang, clang, clang" was being heard in the house, Shi Shi was overjoyed, she held up her clothes and ran over, but when she arrived in front of the thatched cottage, she stopped and breathed steadily, the sound of hammering inside stopped After she got down, she said loudly:
"Grandpa Zhang, I'm Fu Shishi, the youngest daughter of Mrs. Guo's family in Datie Village."

The words fall.

Fu Shiyi couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive.

I'm afraid Grandpa Zhang will chase people away.

She waited for a long time, and when the curtain in the thatched cottage was lifted, a man dressed as a farmer's grandfather came out of it. He was different from the boy with the white hair in Fu Shiyi's imagination. Grandpa Zhang was thin and sick, with cloudy eyes. Staring at Fu Shiyi, he looked up and down, frowned and said:

"Little girl, why did you come here?"

Fu Shiyi froze for a moment,

Grandpa Zhang's words seemed to have known her before. She suppressed her doubts and said heartily, "Grandpa Zhang, I want to learn how to forge iron from you!"

Grandpa Zhang's pupils shrank.

Low and inaudible: "So that's how it is."

Fu Shiyi didn't hear it, and was about to inquire, but Grandpa Zhang signaled Fu Shishi to go in, and said, "You don't have much time left, you'd better hurry up."

This grandfather speaks so strangely.

Fu Shishi couldn't figure it out, but he obediently followed Grandpa Zhang into the thatched cottage.There is a large stove in the middle of the room, and a bellows is placed beside the stove. When the bellows is pulled, the wind enters the stove, and the flames in the hearth shoot up.In addition, the bed was covered with stools and chopsticks, nothing at all.

Fu Shiyi murmured in his heart.

Could it be that this grandpa still has a secret residence.

"Bang!"

Grandpa Zhang took out a piece of iron from the thatched hut and threw it to Fu Shishi: "Use it to practice first, and you should think about it first. I'm going out for a while."

Finished.

Grandpa Zhang covered his mouth, coughed a few times in an extremely uncomfortable way, and walked out. Fu Shiyi couldn't help but bewildered. She had never learned blacksmithing. She opened the curtain, trying to stop Grandpa Zhang, and looked around. , but Grandpa Zhang was no longer found.

"This grandfather is very weird."

Fu Shishi muttered.

She put aside the strange feeling in her heart, and began to think about how to forge iron.

(End of this chapter)