"Brother Ming, it's time to eat!"

A crisp childish voice echoed in the village. A seven or eight-year-old child holding candied haws in his hand walked through the alley like a gust of wind. A sudden brake stopped in front of the low door and knocked on the door.

This is a thatched house located in a bamboo forest. Outside the house is surrounded by branches and low walls, with some fruits and vegetables planted inside. The worn-out wooden door creaked under the knock of children, making people suspect that it will fall apart in the next moment.

At this moment, a young man slowly walked out of the house, wearing a simple coat, and carrying a rusty iron sword behind him, which seemed not as strong as a piece of firewood.

"You little boy, if you knock on me again, my door will be scrapped again."

Ji Qianming said with a wry smile.

"Brother Ming, I'll tell you! Today, my mother made braised pork!" Looking at Ji Qianming, Jizi said with her eyes shining: "Braised pork! Usually, you can only eat one piece during the Chinese New Year! Go quickly and leave quickly, it will be not delicious when it is cold!"

Jizi held candied haws in one hand and pulled Ji Qianming in the other hand, crossed the uneven country road and ran to the other end of the village.

This village is not big, with only more than twenty families. It is located at the foot of a green mountain. Although it is not very rich, it can still live a life with such a large mountain.

"Brother Ming, the sword behind you is too broken, right? Why don't you throw it away and change it? My father's hunting knife is much more useful than yours. I'll secretly give it to you!" When Ji Zi saw the broken rusty sword behind Ji Qianming, he said with disgust.

Ji Qianming touched the hilt of the iron sword and said with a smile: "You still dare to steal your father's things? Be careful that you have been punished for three days without food. Although my brother's sword is broken, it is of great use and cannot be thrown away."

Hearing Ji Qianming's words, the rusty iron sword shook slightly, and the hilt of the sword hit the back of Ji Qianming's head by chance. He grinned in pain.

"Didn't you just say something wrong... why are you still hitting someone?" Ji Qianming murmured in a low voice.

Forget it, compared to when it cut itself into more than thirty sections without saying a word in the first life, it is now very gentle...

The village is not big, and Ji Qianming followed Ji Zi to the door of a family in a few minutes. Although the house of this family didn't look very good, at least it was a tile house, which was much better than Ji Qianming's thatched house.

"Aming is here? Sit down, braised pork will be ready soon." When the young lady who was busy in the kitchen saw Ji Qianming coming, a simple smile appeared on her face. Then the smoke from the burning firewood choked her and coughed repeatedly.

My father sat at the door, with several hunting knives hanging on the wall beside him, and a few hares and pheasants lying at his feet, holding a straw rope in one hand and tied them up.

Ji Qianming greeted him politely, and then naturally sat on the small stool in front of Ji Zi's father, took a straw rope and helped Ji Zi's father tie up his prey.

"Uncle, it seems that the harvest is great today?" Ji Qianming said with a smile.

My father had been waiting for Ji Qianming's words for a long time, and immediately burst into laughter, turned his body to the side, and said mysteriously: "Aming, guess what did I go up the mountain to hunt today?"

Ji Qianming blinked, "It's not a wild boar, is it?"

"Hahaha, you kid is smart, you can guess this!" Yizi's father slapped his thigh and boasted excitedly, "Today, I and a few old hunters next door went up the mountain and met a big wild boar. You didn't see it. The wild boar is so big! Fortunately, our brothers are all veterans, and they have to grind the wild boar to death. So, I took a few pieces of meat and came back for you to taste."

Ji Qianming accompanied Ji Zi's father for a while, and Ji Zi's father continued, "Aming, it's not that uncle said to you, you are so old and don't go to work or go up the mountain to hunt. This is not a solution... Hunting is very technical and very dangerous. If you don't start accumulating experience early, not only can you catch hunting when you go up the mountain, you may lose your life!"

Ji Qianming scratched his head and said dryly: "Uncle, I can live a good life now, I can support myself..."

Before Ji Qianming finished speaking, Ji Zi's father interrupted him and said with a serious expression: "Can you just support yourself? You are so old, it's time to get married. You can't even get some decent bride gifts, right? I've asked you all, Xiaofang, the next village, is pretty good. She is also very beautiful and is very suitable for you. I've told him that matchmaker Wang, and I've found an opportunity for you to meet."

Ji Qianming was stunned, "Uncle, this...this..."

"Let's do this. Tomorrow you will follow me up the mountain to hunt. I will teach you well. Uncle, I am not easy to say anything else. In terms of hunting, it should be the most powerful in several nearby villages. People ask me to teach me but I won't teach you! You are blessed, that's it!"

Ji Qianming's father completely ignored Ji Qianming's objection and finalized the matter. Ji Qianming was stunned for a moment and nodded in laughter and cry.

No matter what, the family of Yazi took care of himself in every way. Since he was determined to take him to hunt, it would not be a big deal to go there. Just make excuses to refuse when he went on a blind date.

After a while, the braised pork was brought up. My eyes were straightened and my saliva was almost flowing to the ground. However, according to their hospitality etiquette, the guests had to eat good things first, so they could only look at Ji Qianming with a glance.

Ji Qianming smiled and picked the smallest piece into his bowl. Then Jason dared to activate his chopsticks and started eating in big mouthfuls.

Braised pork is very fragrant, but for Ji Qianming, who lives in the city on weekdays, he did not desire that to that extent. After eating this meal, he didn't eat a few bites of meat, and left the meat to the family. After all, after eating this bowl of meat, they didn't know when they would eat the next meat.

If this world created by cause and effect can last forever...

After dinner, Ji Qianming helped Jason wash dishes and clean, and then returned to his thatched hut alone.

He put the iron sword he had been carrying for a day on the table, sat by himself, staring at the sword body of the iron sword, and began his daily homework: nagging!

"Did you see it? Humans are not stones, plants and trees. Compared with the great road, although they are small, they have their own emotions. They will be happy because of eating braised pork once, and will be painful because of other things..."

"Even if they live in such a barren and difficult place, they are striving to pursue beauty..."

"What connects people is not only cause and effect, but also bonds themselves..."

"So, your indifference to life is absolutely wrong. Every life deserves respect. You are the cause of all the fruits and the origin of everything. They are your people. In the face of danger, you should not stand by and watch..."

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Ji Qianming's brainwashing continued until late at night, until the moonlight fell on the ground in the house. Ji Qianming stopped talking with dry mouth, drank a simple sip of water and sat cross-legged up.
Chapter completed!