It's April now, and the mountains and fields are full of wild jujube and wild wolfberry flowers. The wild jujube has pale white flowers, while the wild wolfberry has flowers of all colors, red, yellow, and white.

Because they are plants that like dryness and do not like water, they generally grow on steep slopes or on the edges of cliffs.

Let the water drain away as quickly as possible instead of creating a long-term damp environment.

Li Muyang carefully walked around them, trying not to touch them. If he wasn't careful, he might be scratched by their thorns.

This is the case with plants. The more beautiful the flowers or fruits are, the more they will be accompanied by various protective mechanisms.

Either the leaves, flowers or fruits are poisonous, or the body is covered with thorns, making people and other animals afraid to approach easily.

The thorns of wild wolfberry are more terrifying than the thorns of roses, even comparable to those of pepper trees. If someone who doesn't know it steps on a wild wolfberry, the unprotected area of ​​the foot will definitely be scratched and draw a lot of blood.
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Don’t ask Li Muyang how he knew.

Pulling open his trouser legs, there are imprints left on him by the mountains everywhere.

For example, there is a three- to four-inch long scar on the back of his left calf, which was caused by a scratch caused by a jujube tree. After the scar healed, it has not gone away. It has been carried with him since he was a child and has been with him all his life.

The worst thing is that during the military inspection, he had no problems at all, but he was eliminated because of too many scars on his body.

Lost an opportunity to dedicate youth to the motherland.

"Pa bang~"

"Pa bang~"

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and was blown up by a gust of wind, forming a "whirlwind". The artificial poncho that could only cover his back lost its function, and he was soon soaked by the rain.

After walking for a few more steps, I couldn't keep my eyes open due to the heavy rain. It was really hard to leave, so I had to find a tree to hide from the rain.

It is unsafe to take shelter under a tree, Li Muyang heard from the children, but it was a thunderstorm day in Longdong in April, and thunderstorm weather was not yet possible.

The real thunder will have to wait until at least June.

It doesn’t rain a few times a year in Longdong, and the average annual precipitation is one of the very few in Gansu, not to mention the whole country.

This year's weather, where it started raining soon after it snowed, is not too much.

It was pure luck that he found an elm tree.

Looking at Gouer Mountain, there are very few trees of this size.

When taking shelter from the rain, Li Muyang hugged the canvas bag tightly in his arms. Others may have problems, but nothing can happen to the bag.

It contains his hope.

If it gets wet, Cordyceps will basically be useless.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Li Muyang looked at the clouds and mist in the distant mountains indifferently. The raindrops in the sky seemed to be woven into rain silk, and then woven into rain cloth by magical hands, and then sprinkled into the world.

It falls on the treetops, in the mountains and on the green grass and flowers, splashing with tiny raindrops.

When the rain was too heavy, the sky became hazy, as if there was a layer of mist floating on it, and he gradually couldn't even see the familiar Xingshan Mountain.

When he was young, Li Muyang would have been extremely anxious standing here, thinking about this shitty world, it would be fine if it rained down. Why did he keep falling down? It was just because he couldn't live with himself.

But now he is in a peaceful mood and does not find the rain annoying.

Having experienced life and death, he knows that life is actually very short. Even if he lives to an old age, it will only last for 30,000 days. If he gets off the bus halfway, it will only last for less than 20,000 days.

Now he is more than thirty years old. If he still follows the rhythm of his previous life, it will only last ten thousand days.

So how can we live it, not live it?

Ten thousand days of wind and rain, ten thousand days of sunshine, aren't they all a kind of life?

Life is like eating. It may be delicious if you have all the five flavors of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty. Eating one kind of flavor all the time is monotonous and boring, but it is boring.

It’s not bad to just watch it rain like this.

After a while, the rain finally became lighter.

Li Muyang continued on his way.

Ten minutes later, he had arrived at the street entrance of Qingquan Town.

This is Li Muyang’s first visit to Qingquan Town after his rebirth.

Qingquan Town is backed by Ziwu Ridge and is a small town surrounded by mountains on three sides.

Compared with Guoziling in the south, Yangziling in the west of the town is the real big mountain.

It is said that if you go further west from Yangziling, you can see many ferocious beasts.

There are wolves, leopards, and even blind bears.

Li Muyang heard it said, but the details are not clear.

Qingquan Town is very large, tens of kilometers from east to west. They are in the southeast direction, while Yangziling is in the southwest.

In the early years, Wangjia Village did not belong to Qingquan Town. Later, after the area was re-divided, the original small township was removed, and then it was placed under Qingquan Town.

However, there are many differences in the people's customs between the two towns.

Obviously, the people in Lao Qingquan Town are more aggressive and have a good reputation. Others are generally reluctant to provoke them.

When Li Muyang arrived at Qingquan Town, the rain had basically stopped.

He took off his rain boots and poured out the water inside.

He picked up these rain boots on the road once. They were probably unwanted shoes. When he took them back, he found a seam under his left foot that would leak, but he thought they would still work if he glued them together.

What does it matter if there is a little water leakage? As long as the shoes have good foundation and the uppers are still there, you can barely wear them.

He hasn't made any money yet, so he doesn't dare to say anything.

How much does a pair of new rain boots cost like this? He can't afford it.

He currently has three very important spending priorities.

Treat my mother, give Lin Xiuli a betrothal gift, marry her, and find a way to take over Taoshan.

In order of importance, mother's illness is the top priority, marrying a wife is second, and contracting Momoyama is third.

Only by taking care of these things can he be in the mood to slowly improve his life.

After pouring the water from his shoes, he took off the snakeskin bag he was wearing and pumped it vigorously on the tree nearby for more than a dozen times to drain as much water as possible. Then he rolled the bag into a ball and tied it with hemp rope.

I checked my backpack again. It was very dry. Under his protection, the heavy rain along the way did not let even a drop of raindrops get on the bag. It was really not easy.

The Medicinal Materials Supply and Marketing Center is in the west of the town. You have to bypass the Qingquan Tower in front before heading west.

When passing the tower, he saw a familiar person squatting under the tower, shivering with a broken umbrella, and a cage of eggs in front of him.

Seeing Li Muyang, the man smiled naively: "Come to the market?"

Li Muyang knew this man. His name was Wang Tianxiao. He was an egg vendor and his family was from the nearby Wangjia Village.

When the seventh brother was getting married, a matchmaker wanted to introduce one of Wang Tianxiao's sisters to her. Unexpectedly, no one saw her. It was said that the girl had gone out of town and no one was seen.

With this fate, Li Muyang came to know Wang Tianxiao over and over again. He knew that he was an honest man who had no future and was slightly disabled like himself.

"I'm here to do something. It's raining so hard today, and you're here to sell eggs. Will anyone buy them?"
Chapter completed!