I should marry the traitor

Chapter 80 My brother must be living a life worse than death

The autumn breeze brings a refreshing coolness, and the valley is golden. The small mountain village is nestled in the mountains and beside the water, with a few thatched houses scattered on the flat ground at the foot of the mountain. Smoke rises from the kitchen, accompanied by the fragrance of rice.

Zuo Zhu worked in the fields, and his originally delicate palms were now covered with calluses.

He was a little uncomfortable at the beginning. How could a prince who had been pampered since childhood endure such hard work every day?

But Zuo Zhu had a good physique. Although he was very tired every day, his body recovered quickly. After getting blisters and calluses on his hands several times, he gradually got used to his work in the fields.

"Hey, Zuosuke is here."

"Well, blind grandpa, please sit down for a while. I'll help you collect it."

"Okay, Zuozhu is a good kid."

Letting the blind old man sit aside, Zuo Zhu walked into the field again and began to harvest the wheat for the autumn harvest.

Zuo Zhu could see that this blind old man was no ordinary man, and the blind old man also knew that Zuo Zhu knew he was no ordinary man.

But the blind man didn't care. In this world, what matters are judged by actions, not by the heart. No matter what one is thinking, it has been done.

Zuo Zhu worked very hard. Although he was a little uncomfortable at the beginning, he now understood the significance of the teacher arranging him to do farm work.

Although he is not yet an adult and cannot practice Zhenwu, his Molong bloodline is real.

With the protection of the Black Dragon bloodline and sufficient food every day, and with the continuous hard work these days, Zuo Zhu can clearly feel that his body has become different.

The Qi and blood are more vigorous, the breath is longer, and the strength has increased significantly.

Of course, this tiny improvement is not as good as a hair after practicing in a school, but Zuo Ci, as a long-established innate master, would never let Zuo Zhu do useless things. He is consolidating Zuo Zhu's physical foundation.

Zuo Zhu didn't understand, but his intuition told him that doing so would be beneficial.

Although working all day is hard, can it be harder than being a refugee?
Zuo Zhu recalled the chaos he saw during his escape. The refugees who had no food to eat and no food to eat were the ones who were truly suffering.

The days when hard work pays off with a good harvest are probably like heavenly days in their eyes.

During these days, Zuo Zu learned that this village was called Mang Village. Zuo Ci brought Zuo Zu through thousands of miles of mountains before arriving here. Compared with the chaotic world outside, this place really seemed like a paradise.

The people living here are a little abnormal: there is a blind old grandfather, a thin uncle with a broken leg, a strong man with one hand missing, and a deaf old woman.

In short, a few people with missing limbs live in this Mang Village and have created a paradise-like place.

What a liar!
Zuo Zhu just grew up in the palace since he was a child. He was not stupid or dumb, so of course he could see the abnormality in this village.

It’s not that Zuo Zhu is so smart, but the old, weak and sick people here don’t hide their true colors at all.

For example, the blind grandfather was blind in both eyes, but he could move freely in the mountains and forests. When Zuo Zhu appeared in front of him, he spoke frankly and said, "Being blind is a lonely thing."

For example, the thin uncle with only one leg often goes to the town to purchase supplies. He goes in the morning and comes back in the evening.

It was really weird. This was deep in the mountains. The nearest town was a thousand miles away. And yet this skinny uncle with only one leg, hopping around on that leg, ran back and forth in just one day.

Zuo Zhu could see that everyone here had special skills!
But they all treated Zuo Zhu well, maybe because his teacher was Zuo Ci? Or maybe it was simply because he was young so he was not wary, anyway, they got along very well these days.

After harvesting another field of wheat, Zuo Zhu sat on the ground, wiped the sweat off his face, took out a piece of wheat from his arms and swallowed it with water.

It’s not delicious, at least it can’t be compared with the food in the palace.

But this is made from the best white flour, and has a slightly sweet taste. After exhausting all your energy from hard work, swallowing it quickly gives you an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

The blind man sat under the shade of a tree, crossed his legs, and looked at Zuozhu leisurely. He seemed to have been thinking for a long time, and said slowly: "Zuozhu, have you ever thought about staying in Mang Village for the rest of your life?"

"No." Zuo Zhu said without thinking: "When I come of age, I will become a warrior. When I have achieved success in my training, I will leave Mang Village." "Why? Isn't Mang Village good?"

"No, Mang Village is great, better than most places I've been to."

What Zuo Zhu said was true. He had seen too many tragedies in the world while fleeing from Luoyang. In comparison, Mang Village was indeed a paradise.

Even if life in the palace is really better than that in Mang Village?

Zuo Zhu didn't think so. During his time in Mang Village, he felt unprecedented fulfillment and happiness. Although Mang Village was as if shrouded in a layer of fog and could not be seen clearly, Zuo Zhu felt that everyone here was a good person.

The eunuchs who took care of Zuo Zhu in the palace all looked smiling, but Zuo Zhu knew that most of them were not good people.

The old, weak and sick people in Mang Village didn't pay much attention to Zuo Zhu. Only the blind grandfather would say a few words to him, but Zuo Zhu thought they were all good people.

Because the old, weak, sick and disabled here have not calculated against me, the only one who calculated against me may be...

"Then why do you want to leave Mang Village? Are you longing for the prosperity outside?"

"Prosperity is just an illusion. The reality is that people eat each other under the illusion."

"Then why leave?"

"My brother is waiting for me!"

Zuo Zhu said without any hesitation:
"It's obviously the right thing for my brother to run away on his own. He's already an adult."

"But my brother gave me the chance to escape."

"The person who sent me to escape told me that my aptitude is better than my brother's, so he told me to concentrate on my training and not to let my brother down."

"I did escape, but my brother didn't."

"My brother is still being tortured by this evil woman day and night. I'm afraid he's living a life worse than death."

"I have to become stronger. Only by becoming stronger can I have a chance to rescue my brother."

The reason was very simple. There was no big talk about saving the world. It was just a younger brother wanting to rescue his older brother.

The blind man shook his head slightly and said nothing.

"Why is the blind grandfather shaking his head?"

"You can't do it."

"why?"

The blind man raised his head slightly. Although he was blind in both eyes, Zuo Zhu felt that his gaze was like a flash of lightning, as if it could penetrate his heart.

"Perhaps."

"what?"

"Reap your wheat, and reap all the wheat in my field as well."

"Ah good."

Zuo Zhu scratched his head in confusion. Although he would help in the past, the blind grandfather had never made such a request.

But the blind man did not answer Zuo Zhu's doubts. He just walked towards the hut at a brisk pace with his somewhat crooked legs.

(End of this chapter)