Wu Tang Flourishing age

"Did the little beast really say that?"

As soon as Li Pingwu came home, he quickly found his wife to discuss. Although the mainstream of the world is male outside and female inside, Li Pingwu's family obviously belongs to the non mainstream.

"Isn't it? What do you say about it?"

"What else can I do? I'll go to my brother!"

Zhangjia is spreading branches and leaves in Anning County, so it's not clear that Zhang Xiaohua's brothers go to Li Pingwu. Anyway, Zhang Xiaohua will go back to her mother's house in Anning county every three or five times. Occasionally, Li Pingwu will follow, but most of the time Zhang Xiaohua goes by herself. Although this behavior is somewhat against the etiquette, who makes Li Pingwu's family non mainstream.

"Well, you have to ask your brother to do it. We should also say what we should say when it's done."

"What do you mean? What do you mean by a muddy leg? Get out of the way. I'll do these things myself!"

Zhang Xiaohua, who is in her thirties this year, is not beautiful, but because she grew up in a different environment and is good at maintaining and dressing herself, she looks a little charming. At least she can bring Li Pingwu's fans back to life. Even the fact that her wife often goes back to her mother's house has been ignored.

Speaking of going to Anning county to find her brother, Zhang Xiaohua became so excited that she couldn't even eat lunch. When she picked up her baggage, she asked her tenant farmers to drive out the ox cart. Li Pingwu waved goodbye happily. If he knew what Zhang Xiaohua thought at this time, he would be unhappy.

"Li Luoyang, Li Luoyang, just wait. When our little flower comes back, you will know how powerful it is." looking at the disappearing figure, Li Pingwu's depression is swept away, so he is waiting to see Li Luoyang's good play.

Li Luoyang doesn't know these things. In order to resolve those negative emotions in his heart, Li Luoyang is basically studying the method of steelmaking with Li Chengzhen in the past two days.

Steel smelting is an essential thing for every strider. Although his age is not very suitable, he is a technical house. It is the simplest way to fool Li Chengcheng with Li Luoyang's life experience.

"Honest uncle, the refined steel produced by repeated forging is of good quality." Li Luoyang fiddles with a small kitchen knife in his hand. Yes, it's a kitchen knife. Although the real name system is not needed to buy kitchen knives in Da Zhou, rural blacksmiths can't make swords unless they get the permission of the Yamen. Li Luoyang and Li Cheng are thinking about steelmaking. Naturally, they should start from the most basic.

As the old saying goes, refining makes steel. This is the only way Li Chengzhen can do it. After three or two days of hard work, he finally hit the small vegetable knife in Li Luoyang's hand. After opening the front, it was really cold and threatening, and the blade was also very sharp, which was comparable to those hand-made kitchen knives in future generations.

On the surface, it seems very good, at least in this era, but Li Luoyang is not satisfied.

It takes three days to make such a small vegetable knife. It's hard to say whether it can kill a dog. What's the use?

"Dissatisfied?"

Li Chengli asked, wiping the sweat on his forehead.

"No, I'm satisfied with the kitchen knife itself. It's just efficiency."

"I'm sure there's no better technology than me in Anning county." when Li honestly said this, Li Luoyang felt that he was more or less proud. He didn't know until many years later. In fact, Li Chengzhen was not only honest, but also very modest.

"I have to find a way" holding a kitchen knife in his hand, Li Luoyang fell into meditation. The problem is that these epoch-making attempts must be handed over to people who really trust. Li Chengcheng has obviously not been included in this list. At present, only Li has been selected.

At the thought of Li Guo, Li Luoyang was involuntarily sad. Even if he had the heart of an adult, after all, they lived together for ten years. How can this relationship be erased.

For Li Guo, the deepest part of Li Luoyang's heart still hides unspeakable guilt. If he is just a child, maybe he can't imagine why Lin Luoshui didn't let Li Guo hide together when he let him into the basement? Because others know that Lin Luoshui has children and is a boy, and Li Guo just meets these conditions.

Lin Luoshui's behavior is understandable. After all, Li Guo is not her own, but what if Li Guo really dies? There is no doubt that this is the death of Li Luoyang. Li daitaojiang and civet cat change the crown prince. Li Guohuan is the life of Li Luoyang! Li Luoyang can't let go of this. More importantly, Li Guo has no family. Even if Li Luoyang wants to return the favor, he can't find an object.

In fact, this matter is also the fork of Li Luoyang's mind. Li Guo's situation is not so bad at this time.

That day, the steel knife of the man in black did scratch Li Guo's throat, but because the old man with white hair shot in time, the knife was not fatal. Shortly after he left with Li Guo in his arms, the old man with white hair stopped Li Guo's blood with his wound medicine. Although there are other injuries on Li Guo's body, they are all skin injuries, which is difficult for the old man with white hair.

Li Guo's trauma is as common for the elderly with white hair. Most of the injuries are basically cured, and the slightly severe wounds also improved significantly the next day.

Although the white haired old man appeared before Li Guo was seriously injured, Li Guo had no chance to know him. The knife of the man in black didn't kill him when he was dying, but he fell into a coma. When he woke up again, he was already in a thatched shed.

Most of the thatched huts in the depths of the jungle are used by firewood cutters and hunters for the night. They can only barely shelter from the wind and rain. They may not be as good as the pigsty of some rich families, but they can be comparable to heaven in this poor mountain and water, especially now it is snowing outside.

"You're awake."

"You are," Li Guo said instinctively when he heard the voice, but then he froze - he couldn't speak at all, or he could only make a strange roar like a beast.

"Your throat was hurt. Well, it's very heavy. You almost died. Although I've stopped the blood for you, the wound of the vocal cord can't recover so quickly." when I said this, the white haired old man gave a sigh. It's not only that you can't recover quickly. The wound in the vocal cord may be lifelong. In other words, you can't recover for a lifetime.

"The child has a good temper."

A normal person suddenly became mute. It should be difficult to accept, but at this time, Li Guo in the eyes of the white haired old man was extremely calm. He looked at the thatched shed without struggle or hysteria, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Because he couldn't speak, Li Guo couldn't understand the situation of the white haired old man. Even he didn't dare to believe that the white haired old man must be his lifesaver. Even if Li Guo is only 15 years old, he has never left Lijia village before, but it does not mean that his Jianghu experience is low.

It's just a story of the Jianghu that Li Luoyang, a transgressor, is used as a cheating device. Li Guo didn't know how much he heard from childhood. When dramatic things happened to him, Li Guo first thought of conspiracy!