Blue Silver Grass Guide.

Chapter 3 Newcomer Report
Douluo calendar year [-], early spring.

[Shuimu Principality], 160 miles east of "Muzhi City", Shanhai Village.

Ling Xiaoshan carried a hoe early in the morning and walked towards the field in the west of the village. Before he left the village, he heard a shout behind him:
"Xiaoshan! Xiaoshan—! Come back quickly! Your daughter-in-law is about to give birth—!"

"What—?" Ling Xiaoshan turned his head in a daze, looking at Zhang Dahe, the younger brother and brother-in-law who came running quickly.

"What are you stunned—!"

Zhang Dahe grabbed Ling Xiaoshan's arm and ran back and forth, panting as he ran, "Come on, your mother, my mother, and my daughter-in-law are all serving my sister, my father and you Dad is boiling water, let me come find you..." (Note 1)

The short dirt road between the villages was completed in two sentences, and the two came to the door of Ling Xiaoshan's house.

Before entering the door, Ling Changqing, Ling Xiaoshan's father, stared at Ling Xiaoshan and scolded:

"You son of a bitch! Tell me about you. You told me not to go to the fields these few days, but to take care of them at home. There is an old man in the fields. Don't you worry about it?"

"When I was farming, you damn..."

"Uncle Changqing...Uncle Changqing! Isn't Xiaoshan afraid that you will be tired..."

Zhang Dahe hurriedly stepped forward to stop Ling Changqing, and at the same time winked at Ling Xiaoshan, who was shrinking his head, and said quickly: "Xiaoshan, hurry up, go and see the fire, and see how the water is burning—"

"Oh~~" Ling Xiaoshan nodded hurriedly, and then ran to the kitchen.

Looking at his son's panicked back, Ling Changqing shook his head helplessly: "This bastard..."

"Uncle Changqing~" Zhang Dahe smiled at the side and said harmoniously: "Xiaoshan is only 17 years old, and he is a father for the first time. This is normal. Didn't I do the same in the past two years -"

Nearly an hour later, with a loud cry, an ordinary little life was added to the ordinary village.

In the earth-stone structure, log and thatch-roofed house, the little life struggled to keep its eyes open.Even though he is a newborn, his eyesight is supposed to be the same as that of high myopia, but he can clearly see everything in front of him.

His eyes swept over the young man who was embracing him stiffly, the middle-aged woman and the young young woman who leaned over to look at him, the middle-aged man and the young man who were looking at the door, and the weak and pale girl on the bed. Squeezing the little fist that was kept in the swaddle, a plain fact appeared in my heart: "Are you new?"

I closed my eyes tiredly, and whispered softly in my heart: "It's new here, please give me some advice~"

……

One month later, at the home of Ling Xiaoshan in Shanhai Village.

The little life named Ling Yi in this life slowly woke up from a deep sleep as the sun rose outside the house.

Turning the black and white eyeballs left and right, the situation in the empty house is captured in the eyes.Listening carefully, there was a rhythmic sound of water in the courtyard outside the house, and there were no other human voices. Ling Yi knew that his father, who was not yet full, should be following his 38-year-old grandfather to farm. .

As for the sound of water outside the house, it should be the mother in this life, washing clothes (Note 2).

Feeling the desire to defecate in the lower abdomen and the hunger in the stomach, Ling Yi skillfully closed his eyes and opened his mouth. The next second, a sound of "Wow" came out of the room.

The sound only lasted for a few breaths before it stopped, but Zhang Xiaoyu, the mother outside the house, pushed open the wooden door of the house immediately, walked towards Ling Yi who was on the bed, and put her white hand soaked in blisters on her waist wiped.

Lying in his mother's arms after being changed in diapers, Ling Yi sipped his exclusive drink, thinking about what kind of world this is.

In the previous month, Ling Yi spent most of the time sleeping, and occasionally when he was awake, he was either eating or changing diapers.

During this period, although through the few words exchanged between this life's father, mother, grandparents, and even the uncle's family next door, Ling Yi was able to confirm that this was a world that used the 'Yanhuang Common Language', but what kind of world view it was still remains to be seen. Explore.

The baby's time is very slow, because there is nothing to do, only to be in a daze.

The baby's time is very fast, because it is easy to get sleepy, and when it wakes up, it will be dusk.

Accompanied by the sunset, Ling Xiaoshan returned home with a hoe on his shoulder.Immediately after washing his hands and face, he stretched his head to look at the little wife who was busy in the kitchen, then ran into the house and looked at his son, Ling Yi, who was on the bed.

With four eyes facing each other, Ling Yi looked at his father who was still a little green. His face was slightly dark and his skin was slightly rough. Only his big white teeth and clear eyes showed the elements he should have at his age.

As for Ling Xiaoshan, seeing his son looking at him with piercing eyes, he immediately grinned, bared his teeth, and rolled his eyes, the exhaustion from a day's work seemed to disappear.

Suddenly, Ling Yi's eyes paused, and he looked at the hair on the top of his father's head with some amusement.A blade of grass between the hairs, to be exact.

As if noticing Ling Yi's attention, Ling Xiaoshan raised his hand to touch the top of his head, stroked off a blue leaf, shook it in front of Ling Yi, and said joyfully, "Xiaobao is reminding Dad that there is such a leaf on his head. A blue silver grass leaf?"

'It's a blessing that it's not a grass...'

Ling Yi silently rolled his eyes, but immediately, he felt a sense of neglecting something.

Next, Ling Xiaoshan teased Ling Yi clumsily, and Ling Yi opened his mouth, blinked, and grinned cooperatively, making Ling Xiaoshan happy in turn, and both father and son smiled happily.Until his mother Zhang Xiaoyu said "It's time to eat!", ending this interaction.

During dinner, Ling Yi lay on the bed with his eyes closed and rested, regaining the energy he had spent playing with Ling Xiaoshan.

As for the couple, Ling Xiaoshan and Zhang Xiaoyu, who were sitting at the dining table, they each had a bowl of white rice and a plate of boiled vegetables, and they ate deliciously.

In front of Zhang Xiaoyu, there was a small bowl containing fish soup with a few oily stars floating in it.This fish was caught by Ling Yi's uncle Zhang Dahe from the river a few miles away from the village, and it was specially sent to supplement nutrition for Zhang Xiaoyu who was breastfeeding.

In the past month, as far as Ling Yi knew, Zhang Dahe had only successfully caught twice. The first time was two small fish as big as a palm, and the second time was only one fish, a fish the size of two fingers. Zhang Xiaoyu had already caught it repeatedly. Stewed for three days.

I also don't know why it is so difficult to catch a few fish in the era when there are iron tools such as hoes. Ling Yi expressed a little puzzled.

Although his brain was a bit tired, Ling Yi was a bit active, and he was thinking wildly, listening to his father Ling Xiaoshan presenting a treasure, and recounting the previous interactions with Ling Yi.

"correct!"

I saw that Ling Xiaoshan took out a blue blade of grass from his arms, stretched it out in front of Zhang Xiaoyu, shook it, and said with a smile: "Look, just now Xiaobao saw this hanging on my head, and he kept Look, remind me..."

Looking at the swaying blue in front of his eyes, Zhang Xiaoyu put down the bowl of clean fish soup, pursed his lips, and said in a soft voice: "Blue silver grass? You, when you are working..."

On the bed, Ling Yi suddenly opened his eyes, squinted them again, and turned to look in the direction of the dining table.

　Note 1: The relationship between the characters is relatively complicated, and the titles follow the habit of calling the characters in the book since they were young.

　　Note 2: It stands to reason that women have to confine themselves to childbirth, but in the extraordinary world, even ordinary people's physical fitness and resilience should be a little bit better than the ordinary world like reality (probably, that's it happily set)

　　PS: I heard from the elders at home that when the conditions were difficult, there was no such thing as a serious confinement, and I went to work in the fields.It's just that this will really cause a series of diseases in the body of the mother in the later period, which is very painful.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)