Chapter 8 Great wisdom is like a fool

"Wow!"

A few calls from wild dogs came from the quiet village. An old man in a rag shirt walked repeatedly, carrying a hoe on his shoulder and spreading his shoulders. The stripes of the years did not wear away his long-standing spirit, and the trembling appearance from his occasional eyes showed a kind of old and strong spirit.

Looking around, this is a lonely village in the mountains.

There are only a dozen dilapidated houses scattered, most of which are dirt walls in front of the door, followed by several wooden houses covered by thatch on the roof.

A huge tree of dozens of meters sits at the entrance of the village, hanging lazily with branches that can be counted by the naked eye. Several dexterous birds sang and danced on it.

The name of the village is Yueyang.

People call Beishan Yugong.

Yueyang Village is located in a vast number of mountains. During this period, Taihang, Wangwu Ershan is about 7,000 square, and the height is more than 7,000 to eight thousand feet. The dangerous mountain situation and the winding mountain path is blocked between the vast Jizhou and Yueyang Village. If you want to go there, you need to walk for a long time. For the village with only a hundred people in Yueyang Village, it is only one round trip every year.

However.

Nevertheless, Yueyang Village is located in the mountains, with green and fertile land. If it is not necessary, few villagers leave this place to go to the flowery Jizhou.

The old man called Yu Gong.

Two sons and one daughter under their knees, all of whom have a family, and then four grandchildren.

"Taihang, King's House?"

Yu Gong carried a hoe, and his eyes flashed with a light that had never appeared before. He walked like flying, and soon came to the hut where his family of eight lived.

"Grandpa!"

"Grandpa!"

In front of the hut, four children were laughing and playing. The eldest was only thirteen or four years old, and the younger one had just learned to run. They were playing. When they saw Yu Gong sticking up like a dog's nose plaster. On one side, they hung on Yu Gong's arms, shaking and shouting in their mouths, which was not lively.

"Four children, grandpa has something to do today. Go and call your parents."

Yu Gong laughed and quarreled with his four grandchildren for a moment, and said to them with a straight face.

heard.

The four children also fell down from him with a smile. For fear of slowing down, they rushed to a few huts nearby, and one ran to a land with vegetables and fruits in the distance.

It won't be over for a moment.

Two men and one woman under their knees, plus their partners, a family of twelve, all standing in the hut.

"I made a decision for my father!"

The light in Yu Gong's eyes made these children a little strange, but they still listened respectfully: "Taihang, Wangwu Ershan is blocked. If we Yueyang villagers want to go out, we need to go out for more than a month. For such a long time, for the development of Yueyang Village, we can't get effective help at all.

"So..." Yu Gong looked up at the mountains that were faintly visible outside the house and said in a low voice, "I plan to cross two places and dig out a road from it for Yueyang's generations to travel freely!"

"Father!"

"This... but to move out of a road, is it a short-term achievement?"

Everyone was shocked.

His wife hesitated and said, "You are so old, how can you move that Taihang, Wangwu Ershan?"

"It's settled!"

Yu Gong stood up and raised his hand to pat on the wooden table. The whole wooden table suddenly swayed, and everyone couldn't believe it.

"At the beginning of tomorrow, the women and children in the family are diligent at home, and the man moves the mountain with me!"

"Yes, father!"

......

Next time.

Yu Gong and his second son, the third grandson carried a hoe.

The villagers in the village asked questions one after another. Yu Gong moved to understand it with emotion and attracted the four middle-aged people in the village and joined the huge project of opening up the road.

The fine beads of sweat kept falling from Yu Gong's forehead.

The gravel weighing more than 100 catties was carried on his shoulder. Yu Gong walked quickly and sent them all to the edge of the Bohai Sea, to the north of the hidden earth. Yueyang was so old for Yu Gong, and it was inconceivable that he suddenly had such a strong body. However, he had always believed in gods in the mountains and villages. He just thought that Yu Gong was the finger of heaven, and more and more people came to help.

So, one after another, year after year.

Yu Gong's cheeks are getting more and more, and his body is no longer strong. His four grandchildren have grown up and brought him two great-grandchildren. The two sons are getting old, and their bodies are getting worse and worse.

This is the saying.

In Yueyang Village, Hequ Zhishu staggered his body.

"Yu Gong!"

"In those years, I advised you to give up this move. I didn't expect you to persist today. Look, how long can the two mountains of Taihang Wangwu open up in the past ten years? And you are about to die of old age. Isn't it ten years of hard work in vain?!"

dongdong~

A few grains of gravel fell from the utensils containing the gravel and rolled down along the mountain road. Yu Gong's eyes were wrapped in hanging eyelids, and he couldn't see clearly in front of him.

It's just.

He is still not deaf after all.

He Qu Zhisao's words all fell into his ears. He shook his head and did not defend. He just took a few steps forward again, but he really wanted to say something in his heart. He turned around, squinted at He Qu Zhisou, and smiled and said, "It's not me. Do you know where I insist? If I can't move a road to the sky, I still have a son, my son has a son, and I have a son, so that my children and grandchildren are endless. But the mountains don't increase. Why can't I move the road?

He Quzhi was stunned.

Yu Gong sighed and staggered slowly.

Bein behind him, the old man stood with his eyes closed, and the words echoed in his mind. Somehow, there were suddenly waves in his heart. For a long time, he opened his eyes and looked at the staggering body in front of him, looked at the shoulders crushed by heavy objects, suddenly sighed, turned to his son next to him and sighed, "It turned out that it was not stupid, but me. Silly, from now on, my wise family will also follow Yu Gong to move around the world!"

The distant sound blew into the ears along the mountain wind.

A smile appeared on the corners of Yu Gong's dry mouth. He looked up at the sky, a clear sky covered by green clouds, allowing the scorching light to erode the earth.

"Ten years?"

"Are I Xiaoyao or Yugong?"

The low-voiced sighs slowly fell down with countless words, step by step, his legs trembled and staggered.

Ten years.

The eyes are already blurred, and they can only walk with memory.

Ten years.

My hands trembled a little even when I held the chopsticks.

Ten years.

In the past, it was called black silk, stained with thick white spots, and a few lines had already spread all over his cheeks. The erosion of the years erased the previous pride in his heart, and he could not forget whether what he did was right or not.

More than one doubt, more than one hesitation.

It's just.

When He Qu Zhisao appeared in front of him again, he listened to those words and felt that he was a fool, not free. Xiaoyao vaguely felt that perhaps in the story of the legend of Yugong moving mountains in the real world, Yugong's mood at that time was the same as himself.

"It's a shabby room, but I'm Dexin."

Xiaoyao suddenly remembered this sentence in his heart. At this moment, he had a different understanding of this sentence. Even if there are thousands of ideas in the world, I naturally find the way I decided. In this case, what's the difference between the outsider's opinion and the gravel on the ground beside him?

"Ding! Players can understand the original heart, complete the first test of the strange book "Tianshang", reward the player Xiaoyao basic freedom point 20 points, and the second test of the strange book mission is about to start!"

The familiar sound that had not been heard for a long time sounded at the right time, and Xiaoyao was stunned.

The next moment, he only felt a whirlwind, and his whole body fainted. This scene scared the people around Yueyang Village. They all ran quickly and shouted.

Yu Gong passed away.

However, generations of children have been diligent, moving against the sky, and never changing for the rest of their lives.

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