Age: My Small World

The next day.

With Niu Xiaocao and his grandmother looking somewhat reluctant, Yang Jun left.

This time I leave, maybe it will be a long time before we meet again.

The little girl kept her eyes fixed on him, and only turned back reluctantly when she knew he had disappeared.

"Grandma, do you think Brother Xiaoshan will come to our house again in the future?"

She seemed to be asking her grandmother, but also seemed to be asking herself.

Although grandma is old, she can see people's hearts very clearly.

"Wait, if Xiaoshan doesn't come, can't you go find him?"

Niu Xiaocao stammered, "But Brother Xiaoshan already has a wife. If I go to him, he'll definitely be angry."

"Is that kid married?"

"Ah."

Grandma paused and then fell silent.

The room was quiet for a while.

On the other side, Yang Jun walked down the mountain.

Looking at the icy and snowy weather, he only hoped that the quilts and cotton clothes he brought could help the old man and Niu Xiaocao spend the winter safely.

In addition to these, they also brought a lot of food and daily necessities, so that they won’t have to work so hard at the end of the year.

Stepping on the nearly twenty centimeters thick snow, he couldn't help but frown.

"I don't know what's going on with Mr. Jin."

If Xiaocao is forced to find a husband in advance, what about the sick Mr. Jin?
He originally wanted to go home directly, so he headed towards Jinshui Village.

It was no longer possible to ride a bike on the road, so after thinking about it, Yang Jun let A Biao out.

As soon as the ferocious Brother Biao appeared, the whole space felt oppressive.

Fortunately, Yang Jun didn’t think there was anything wrong. In his eyes, A Biao was probably just a big cat.

"Come on, A Biao, give me a ride."

Yes, he will now become a tiger rider.

Before, A Biao definitely couldn't carry him. After all, a tiger's spine is not that strong, and it would be a huge burden to carry a person on its back.

But now it is different. A Biao enjoys the happiness of spiritual water every day in the small world, and his physical fitness is improving rapidly. It can be said that his bones are now almost as good as those of the saber-toothed tiger in ancient times, or even stronger.

So there was no problem at all in carrying Yang Jun.

A Biao didn't know how to speak. He just roared and then lay on the ground with his head lowered, motioning him to come up.

It was his first time riding a tiger and Yang Jun was quite excited.

No, this should be called riding a tiger.

A Biao looks very tall, but his back is quite soft, his fur is extremely thick and smooth, and there is no dirt on it.

This depends on the automatic cleaning program set by Yang Jun. Using the wind power of the small world, he set up regular cleaning of the animals. He only needs to let them enter the wind area regularly and blow them, and they will naturally become clean.

"Let's go, A Biao."

Yang Jun patted A Biao's neck gently, and it raised its head, took a step and ran out.

It is said that tigers run fast, but Yang Jun only realized how fast they are after he really felt their speed.

Simply put, over short distances, it is almost as fast as an antelope, while over long distances, it is as fast as a galloping horse.

Even on a snowy day, it is as easy as walking on flat ground.

Moreover, A Biao did not drive on the main road, but on a remote path, otherwise it would easily scare people.

The journey that would normally take more than an hour was completed in just ten minutes. "Ouch..." Ah Biao stopped and bared his teeth proudly, revealing a humane expression.

"Okay, go back." Yang Jun rewarded it with a whole drop of spiritual water, and then sent A Biao back to the small world, letting it go back to its nest to continue sleeping.

However, thinking that this guy might have to live alone for the rest of his life, he wondered whether he should act as a matchmaker for A Biao and Xiao Liu so that they could start a family again.

Some people say that the leopard is no longer a tiger, but that is not true. It is still a tiger, just with some mutations.

"Well, why not just find it a new one? Xiaoliu and it just don't seem to get along."

Yang Jun is still quite humane and will not force the two giant beasts together just because of his own wishful thinking.

While thinking, he had already entered the territory of Jinshui Village.

Following the old road, we soon found the address of Old Man Jin's house.

The house was as low and dilapidated as ever, and the pounding sounds inside made Yang Jun feel relieved instantly.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!" The heavy hammer fell and hit something again and again.

As Yang Jun knocked on the door, the person inside stopped when he heard the noise.

"Come on, come on."

Old man Jin's voice seemed a little stronger, not as weak as before.

Come to think of it, he was a stonemason and blacksmith after all, so he was quite strong. It was only because of his illness that he was weak for such a long time. Now he looks much better.

"Crack~" Mr. Jin, who originally thought it was a neighbor, was suddenly startled when he saw the person in front of him.

"why you?!"

"Mr. Jin, long time no see."

"Oh, it's you, young man. Why didn't you tell me you were here? I didn't even expect you to."

"If Xiaoru knew you were here, she would be so happy."

"Grandpa, where is Xiaoru?" Speaking of the little girl, Yang Jun was a little puzzled as to why she didn't come out. In the past, when the little girl heard that he was coming, she couldn't wait to come out to greet him.

"Haha, the kid is sleepy right after lunch. I let her go back to bed and take a nap."

Mr. Jin was wearing a sweat shirt and seemed to be sweating.

Looking at the steaming appearance, you can tell that he was the one forging iron just now.

"Then let's see Xiaoru later."

Yang Jun was not in a hurry and handed the thing in his hand to the old man.

"I brought these here to give Xiaoru some nutrition. Please keep them and use them for your household use later."

"How can this be possible?" The old man subconsciously refused.

"Look, there are clothes in here."

He had already seen that it was not just about food. Every time this young man came, he would get a lot of good things, which made him feel unworthy.

"Haha, just take it. If you give it back to me, I won't have anywhere to use it." Yang Jun shook his head.

"By the way, old man, you were working as a blacksmith just now? Are you back to your old job now?"

Seeing that he changed the subject, the old man had no choice but to invite him into the house first, then put the things away and stopped worrying about it.

"The team asked me to do this. They said that I would be responsible for making hoes and sickles for the surrounding area. The money I earned would be shared by the team, so it also gave me something to do."

"So you don't have to work in the fields anymore."

Mr. Jin smiled bitterly: "Indeed, there is no need to go to the fields."

But he didn't say that blacksmithing is much more difficult than working in the fields.

You should know that there are three kinds of suffering in the world: ironwork, boating, and tofu-making. They are all very physically demanding jobs. (End of this chapter)