Living in the Hong Kong Film World

Chapter 534 What year is it now?
The middle-aged woman shouted a group of people in, and four or five big men rushed in with flushed faces, reeking of alcohol, and yelling.

"Come and let me see what this Dahu Wusong looks like! Is it three-headed and six-armed!"

"Woke up after only one night's sleep? This physique is about to catch up with Xiong Xiazi!"

A group of people smiled and looked at Feinan with curiosity.

Feinan listened to their accents, which were a bit like the accents of Shandong and Hebei regions. It sounded a little strange, but he could understand them all.

The middle-aged woman came near with Huanhuan in her arms. Seeing Feinan looking at her, Huanhuan yelled in surprise, jumped up and threw herself on him.

"father!"

She hugged Feinan's neck tightly and refused to let go.

Feinan raised his hand with difficulty, rubbed her head, and asked the middle-aged woman, "Sister, where am I?"

"Can you talk?"

A fat man with a red face said in surprise: "When I got it back, I saw that he was wearing animal skins, and I thought he was a wild man!"

"What savage?"

The middle-aged woman ate melon seeds and said: "The pants they wear are very high-end! They look like foreign goods!"

"Yo! His second aunt, you only saw the underpants, and nothing else?" The red-faced fat man looked at her and screamed strangely.

"piss off!"

The middle-aged woman was very tough, and laughed and cursed: "You can't control that stinky mouth if you drink some wine. I want to see you. If you have the guts, take it off now and let the big guys take a look!"

"Take it off! Bastard! Don't let women look down on you!"

The men laughed and booed, and some of them pulled the red-faced fat man's pants.

The red-faced fat man lost his arrogance just now, and embarrassedly tugged at the waist of his cotton trousers, refusing to let go.

The middle-aged woman yelled a few words with a smile, then turned to Feinan and asked, "Brother, where are you from? Why did you walk out of the deep mountains and old forests with a baby?"

Feinan was a little careful and didn't answer, but asked, "Sister, where is this?"

The middle-aged woman was unprepared, and said directly: "This is the backing village, and these are people from my village."

"Koshantun?"

Feinan was still puzzled: "Where is the backing village?"

"Oh! Just the village in the ditch between Miaolingzi Mountain and Big Head Mountain!"

The red-faced fat man interjected, pointed to the window and said, "Go south, keep to the east, and you will arrive at Yilan Mansion after a few tens of miles, and we will take care of it there!"

Someone on the side retorted: "Is it still called Yilan Mansion? How many years has it been changed to Huachuan County!"

"Correct!"

The red-faced fat man said, "Do you know about Huachuan County?"

"Huachuan County..."

Feinan tried his best to recall, but it took a long time to find the relevant memory: "Is it near Jiamusi?"

"Jiamusi?"

The red-faced fat man scratched his head, and said hesitantly, "There seems to be a Jiamusi Village, which village are you from?"

Before Feinan could answer, someone interrupted, "You don't even have an accent! She's obviously the same as his second aunt, and she speaks a Peking accent!"

The red-faced fat man turned around and looked around: "Where's Second Uncle?"

"Going to feed the cows."

While talking, it became brighter outside, and the cold air condensed into white mist, billowing into the house, a middle-aged man wrapped in a sheepskin coat and wearing a dog fur hat came in with a breath of cold air, carrying a wooden fork.

"Second Uncle, Wu Song is awake!"

The red-faced fat man greeted him.

"Don't talk nonsense."

The middle-aged man put the wooden fork behind the door and walked in.

Seeing Feinan open his eyes and look at him, he was quite surprised: "Yo! Are you really awake? Do you recognize me?"

He took off the cotton gloves, threw them on the table, and said with a smile, "I got them back for you."

"I remember you, thank you."

Feinan smiled and thanked him.

"Haha! What's the matter? I have to thank you for helping me a lot!"

The middle-aged man laughed heartily, patted the red-faced fat man beside him, and introduced himself, "My name is Niu Er, and these stupid boys in the village call me Second Uncle. What's your name? Where are you from?"

"My name is Feinan, from Cantonese."

"Guangdong?"

Niu Er was surprised and said, "That's south of the Yellow River, right? Be good! Why did you come to the border of Liaodong?"

"Indescribable."

Feinan shook his head and said, "Second brother, can you give me some water?"

"Have!"

Niu Er turned around and told his second aunt, "Where's the warm milk in the morning? Bring it here!"

The second aunt turned and went out, and brought a thick porcelain bowl, which contained snow-white milk.

She lifted Feinan up, put a pillow under him, and brought the bowl to his mouth.

Feinan's mouth was already parched, and he opened his mouth to drink.

"Drink slowly, don't choke."

The second aunt patted his back with concern.

After finishing a large bowl of milk, Feinan still felt that it was not enough, so the second aunt brought another pitcher, poured another large bowl of water into it, and fed Feinan to drink it.

Seeing that he was drinking happily, Niu Er pointed at him with a smile and said, "Look! This is the man who can subdue a tiger mentioned in storytelling! No wonder he can strangle that big worm!"

"Let me tell you, when you Guishu and Da Zhuang and I found him yesterday, he was so strangled that the beast stuck out its tongue!"

"He passed out at that moment. Four or five of us big men tried to break his hand, but we didn't do it! We drove the sledge over and tried to pull him back with the tiger. But the cow smelled the tiger. , so frightened that your feet were weak, your uncle ran back to find a rope, hung it on the sledge, and let the cow drag it far away to pull it back..."

Niu Er was talking about what happened yesterday, frothing all over the mouth, very excited.

Backing the mountains in winter is nothing interesting at all. Tigers going down the mountain to steal sheep is already a big deal, but when chasing the tigers, I met a strange man who came out of the mountains and killed the mad tiger by himself. Strangled to death, he could talk about it for the rest of his life.

While drinking water, Feinan listened to their chat.

However, from their words, Feinan became more and more strange as he heard them, and his heart was full of doubts.

"Eh? Brother, you said you are from Cantonese, why did you go to the mountains?"

Seeing that Feinan had finished drinking the water, Niu Er couldn't wait to ask Feinan: "When I was young, I was in Peiping, and I met Cantonese. They don't speak Peking as well as you do!"

Beiping... Feinan frowned, why was he called that?

After pondering for a moment, Feinan suddenly asked: "Second brother, please ask me, what year is it now? What is the name of the country?"

"Country number?"

Niu Er was stunned for a moment: "Big brother, how long have you been in the mountains? You don't even know what year it is? After the Chinese New Year, it should be the ninth year of the Ming Dynasty!"

"Year Nine? That is, 1920?"

Feinan didn't show his expression on the surface, but he was extremely surprised in his heart.

Didn't you mean the plot line world?Why did 1920 come?Isn't this so-called plot line world a dungeon?

"hiss!"

Feinan frowned and moaned softly, "Headache..."

"Stop crowding here, don't talk about others, I see you all have a headache!"

Niu Er turned around and greeted: "Go to the outhouse to play, let my brother sleep for a while!"

He drove everyone to the outer room, turned around and greeted Feinan, then went out with his second aunt, and put down the curtain.

Sitting beside Feinan, Huanhuan stretched out her hand to rub his head lightly: "Dad, rubbing it won't hurt any more."

(End of this chapter)