(94) Longing

Zhao Yang was dazed. Seeing this, Liu Zhenyan waved his hand and slapped Zhao Yang with a staggering sound. I have to say that Liu Zhenyan's strong muscles were not white. Whether it was strength or strength, the thin Zhao Yang could not stand it.

Liu Zhenyan looked around the yard and found a pair of wooden bows and several wooden arrows hanging on the rusty iron nails on the yard wall. A fishing rod made of old and yellow bamboo was placed diagonally in the corner of the wall. I don’t know how many years it has been used.

There was a slingshot of a child playing with at the window of the house. He sighed, wanted to say something but wanted to stop, and finally he finally held his breath and refused to speak.

After seeing these, the tall boy walked out of the yard with big strides. His feet obviously bypassed the two porcelain bowls of yellow paper, and then turned around to face Zhao Yang who had just stood up and stood firm.

After a standard horse step, he punched several punches in a decent manner and laughed: "My Master Jin can tell you in private. I am surprised that I am a natural good seedling for martial arts. I can only practice this set of boxing for another year to kill me!"

Liu Zhenyan looked at the lazy guy in a daze and confused look, as if he was not satisfied, so he then made a strange kicking move and said with a smile: "This is called kicking a donkey to death with one leg. It is hard to prevent a bad guy from kicking in the crotch!"

Finally, Liu Zhenyan slapped his chest with a big hand, showing his masculinity and said arrogantly: "Erlangzi, when Master Jin was teaching me this set of boxing, I had some insights, so I told Master Jin that Master Jin praised me as a genius that was rare in a century! From now on, just follow me and make sure you are so popular and spicy!"

Zhao Yang couldn't help but laugh when he looked at the tall boy.

When the tall boy said this and gestured those strange movements, Yu Guang glanced at the next yard. The girl surnamed Song in the next yard had already walked into the room.

When Liu Zhenyan saw that the heel was gone, he immediately lost interest in playing the role.

He said to Zhao Yang who was giggling: "Erlangzi, when I came just now, I passed by the old locust forest at the entrance of the village and found that there was another new storyteller there, preparing to set up a stall. The old man also said that he had a lot of strange things and wanted to talk to the people here. If you have time, go and see what new stories are there!"

Zhao Yang nodded, and the tall boy left where Zhao Yang lived and strided far away.

This tall and unruly young man in this village always told others that his ancestors were royal nobles, and he himself had royal blood, so his family had a strong body and the soft golden silk armor heirloom.

Even Zhao Yang has only seen the soft armor of gold silk. He said it was gold silk, but it was indeed made of golden silk. He said it was armor, but it was as soft as clothes.

But its appearance is indeed indescribable, like a counterfeit product imitated by a copycat, it looks ordinary but very similar, but the glazed golden light shines, which makes people reluctant to believe it.

However, people of the same age as Liu Zhenyan don't say that. They said that Liu Zhenyan's ancestors were just a small decline that the royal family abandoned and left behind.

It is not a pure orthodox bloodline at all. It is just a royal family, bragging. It is a distant royal relative who is separated by countless generations. In his generation, there are still some royal aristocratic bloodlines.

He said that his family is now in trouble and is not as good as a chicken! What else can I show off………!

Zhao Yang squatted next to the threshold of the yard, looking at the two pieces of yellow paper ashes, gently blowing them away, revealing a long-lost smile.

Zhao Yang unknowingly entered his thoughts, and many past events fell into his heart like the wind.

Wu Danggui, who was next door, climbed up the middle partition wall and shouted at him: "Do you want to go to the old locust tree at the village entrance together?"

Zhao Yang looked up at him on the wall, then looked at his maid Song Xiejia under the wall and said, "I won't go!"

Wu Danggui jumped off the wall and pulled his mouth and said, "It's boring! It's so boring!"

Wu Danggui said to his maid with his back to Zhao Yang: "Let's go, sister-in-law, let's go buy your favorite rouge powder, buy a general's belly as big as a general!"

Sister Song lowered her head shyly and said, "Young master, it's enough to buy a cricket jar-sized one!"

Wu Danggui was even more proud after hearing this. He held his hands with his head held high and his chest raised, and strode forward gracefully: "My Wu family, Zhong Ming, Ding Food, and a wealthy family, how can he buy only the size of a cricket jar? Wouldn't it be a shame for his family?"

Zhao Yang sat quietly on the threshold and rubbed his forehead, looking like he was very big:

"This Wu Danggui doesn't feel bad when he doesn't say these inexplicable nonsense.

But for example, if Liu Zhenyan was still present, he would have sneaked into the corner of the wall and slapped him hard on the back of his head!"

Watching Wu Danggui and Song Jiejia, who had saved the maid who is now someone else, slowly leave.

Zhao Yang leaned against the door frame, looking at the sky that was not very blue and covered with a hint of hazy sky, thinking about the world outside the starry sky behind the hazy. What kind of world should it be?

Third space? Or something else?

But if you live like this, your tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, day after day, will be like the old man in the garbage mountain, and you will work hard all your life but still not fulfill your dream!

This is not what you want!

A person’s life is only a hundred years. From birth to death, no matter what the process is, he will become a handful of loess!

But people eat soil for a lifetime, but soil for a lifetime!

In the end, it’s not like a lifelong thing to close your eyes!

Zhao Yang finally looked at his tattered straw sandals and smiled involuntarily: "It feels different when stepping on bluestone slabs and silty roads!"

In a corner of the horizon, a huge face turned into a handsome middle-aged man. He smiled and looked at Zhao Yang sitting on the threshold, and muttered: "The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year! Only by fighting for their own fortunes, others cannot control them. Just like me, I can only control time but not other people's lives!"

"There are many differences in this world, and these differences must be the greatest motivation to pursue the same, or even surpass the same!"

After saying that, the handsome middle-aged man disappeared!

The boy on the threshold was still looking at the sky and thinking about his dreams that he had never said before, deeply buried in his heart.

"One day I will achieve it. I will become a man like grandpa who is omnipotent and immortal! I will try my best to achieve it!"

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