88 Ye's ancestors

What's going on at home?

Ye Qin's heart tightened, and he quickly pushed open the firewood door of the small yard, quickly walked through the yard, and came to the door of the thatched earth house. The thatched hut is very old, and even the mud wall has cracked into thin cracks. There are only a few benches and seats in the house, and there are iron fork hunting bows and a few old animal skins hanging on the wall, but they are cleaned up very cleanly, and there is no odor except for the smell of herbs.

** There is a familiar man lying, covered with thick old animal skin, groaning and coughing. A woman's face was full of sadness, and she was burning a small pot of herbs in the house. There are also two children in their ten years old, holding their chins and sitting on the wooden stool beside them.

Ye Qin stood at the door with a package on his back, staring at his white parents. Once upon a time, his father took him up the mountain to hunt. His strong and keen skills were the hunter he envied most, but now he has lost the strength to get out of bed.

His eyes were slightly red, and he opened his lips tremblingly: "Dad, Mom!"

When the woman heard the familiar and strange shouts, her hands trembled. She looked back in disbelief and looked at Ye Qin, "Qin'er, is Qin'er back?" She stood up, trying to see clearly, shook it and almost fell down.

"Mother, the child is back!"

Ye Qin's eyes were sore, and he was blurred by tears. He quickly walked over and helped his excited mother sit down. His mother held his arm excitedly, stroked his slightly thin face, and looked carefully, "Our eldest son is back!"

Father Ye lay in **. When he heard Ye Qin's mother's call, he looked excited, but he couldn't sit up and choked for a moment. Finally, his mood calmed down and muttered to himself in a low voice, "It's good to come back alive."

Ye Qin then came to the bedside, checked his father's injury, and found that he had been bitten by a wild wolf. Look at this wound. It should have been more than ten days, and some herbs have been applied.

After seeing the injury clearly, he took a sip instead. The injury was only on the skin and flesh, not on the muscles and bones. With some healing medicine, he could recover after a few months of cultivation. However, the herbs that are being boiled in the pot obviously don't work. The medicine is too weak. You have to use the medicine he carries with him.

Ye Qin cleverly replaced the herbs and rags applied to his father's lap. Wash it clean. Take out a small medicine bottle. Some special healing medicine was poured on the wound. Wrap it up again with a new piece of cloth.

Those two children in their ten years old. He looked at him with timid curiosity.

Ye Qin smiled bitterly. When he left home. My younger brother and sister are only a few years old. I don't recognize him now. He took out some candy, sugar-coated haws and other gadgets from the package. Play with both of them.

Ye Qin just sat by the bed. Let's chat with my parents. He has experienced it in the past few years. There is not much else to say. I just said it briefly. He is now working in a large family in the county.

Father Ye's face turned a little yellow. I heard that only he and Da Niu replied (full text is small???,? In ар.16κ.(1(6)κ.. Text.? W?) Come on. He coughed a few times: "The rules have been handed down from generation to generation in our mountains. Go out of the house. It's like a nesting bird. Shoot out the ground arrows. Before you have a family and a career. I can't come back. Qin'er. Have you ever married?

Ye Qin lowered his head. Shake it." Never"

Father Ye: "Have you ever established a career?"

Ye Qin's head is lower, "None"

Ye's father said angrily, "Since you have never married and made a career, what are you doing when you come back? The rules of the ancestors should not be broken. In the evening, you go to the ancestral hall and kneel down and plead guilty to the ancestors.

Ye's mother hurriedly said, "The child's father, Qin Er has just come back. Why do you say this?"

Ye's father said seriously, "Is there any mistake in the rules left by our ancestors for generations? The poor mountains and rivers of our old ditch can feed a few people and live outside. Isn't it better than living in our old ditch?

Ye Qin lowered his head, didn't say a word, and his nose was sore: "Yes, I know. My child has been learning art in the county over the years. He has learned a few tricks, and he has achieved a little success. In a few days, I may go to the capital of Pingzhou. It will be difficult to come back in the future, so I specially came back to see my parents and dare not stay at home for a long time.

Hearing Ye Qin say that he would leave soon, Ye's father choked in his throat and didn't say anything after all.

Legmenting aside this matter for the time being, Ye Qin asked what happened to the injury on his father's leg.

Mother Ye hurriedly said, "A few days ago, when you went up the mountain, your father went up the mountain and was chased by several coyotes, and accidentally injured his leg. Fortunately, a few uncles are here, and your father has been saved. It's nothing serious. It's just that this herb is hard to find, and my mother can't go up the mountain, so the injury has been dragging on. You can thank a few uncles first in the evening.

Ye Qin nodded.

Ye Qin rarely came back. Ye's mother cooked happily and cooked some of the bacon that Ye Qin brought back from the county, making brown rice porridge. The whole family gathered around for a reunion dinner. Ye Qin crushed a dew elixir and sprinkled it on the food when they were not paying attention. The elixir is an elixir for cultivating immortals, which has the effect of dispelling diseases and prolonging years for mortals, which makes people vigorous. At least the family can live a safe life without illness or pain.

After dinner, he also lost a grain of dew to the only well in the village, which was also a reward to the villagers. Then I went door to door to visit my uncles and uncles in the village.

The villagers were extremely happy and enthusiastic. They knew that Ye Qin had studied art in the county, and even wanted to marry his daughter to Ye Qin. Some fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls in the village looked at Ye Qin at the door, twisting and clenching, and blushing. Although Ye Qin is ordinary-looking, he is also simple and elegant in this village, and he is a rare and beautiful teenager.

Ye Qin couldn't laugh or cry. He thanked his uncles in each room and declined these.

That night, he put on the thick old cotton-padded jacket sent by his mother and knelt down in the ancestral hall of the Ye family for one night to reflect on his own mistakes. For him, kneeling down for one night is nothing.

He was lucky to see once again an autobiographical book enshrined in the ancestral hall of the Ye family in a wooden box - a scholar ancestor of the Ye family 10 generations ago, passed on to his descendants.

This book is covered with dust and rotten, and now few people in the village can understand it.

There are some simple things recorded in the book, which can barely be seen: before the tenth generation, the Ye family used to be a civilian family in Zhuqi County. Later, in order to avoid the disaster, dozens of other civilians fled to this remote place. After experiencing hardships, the scholar's ancestors left a letter to warn Ye's descendants to settle down in this poor countryside. If the descendants have left their hometown and go out, they must keep themselves in peace, do not fight with officials, do not fight with soldiers and bandits, obey the fate, and endure to live in a low-key way.

Ye Qin finished reading, closed the book, closed his eyes and meditred for a long time, sighed in his heart.

In this world, if you don't fight, if you don't fight, how can you live?

Before the tenth generation, there was a military disaster in Zhuqi County. After the tenth generation, there was a gang in Zhuqi County. Where is the end? In troubled times, where is there any calm place? Fortunately, this village is located in a remote area. Although it is poor, at least no soldiers and bandits and people from the world come here, which is barely a safe place.

Although he thought so, he was thinking about the long-term plan for the Ye family and this small village to survive in this world.

Ye Qin thought about it for a long time. This long-term plan is nothing more than literature and martial arts. Literature can grow wisdom, and martial arts can strengthen the body.

He took a small knife, found a hard rock from the mountains outside, cut it into a stone book one foot long, wide and two inches thick, carved the small word mosquito and fly on the stone, wrote a book, and left it in the ancestral hall as a memorial for future generations.

He originally wanted to engrave a remnant of the "Sitting and Forgetting Sutra", but after thinking for a long time, he still didn't do it. I don't know how many times the danger of the road of cultivating immortals is more than that of secular mortals, leaving a piece of skill that is unpredictable. It may not be a blessing for the descendants of the Ye family, or everything will be natural.

The next day, he asked Daniel to spend some money to go to a nearby town to invite a poor scholar to teach literacy in the village. Then take a few volumes of low-level martial arts secrets bought from the county market to Da Niu and his fellow villagers, let them learn by themselves, and then teach them to the rest of the village to exercise their muscles and bones. Even if they meet jackals in the future, there are ways to protect themselves. As long as this civil and military approach is implemented, after years and decades, the situation in the village may change, and he can rest assured even if he leaves.

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