I'm looking for fairyland alone

Chapter 10 Chopping wood and eating

The bald head glanced at Lu Zhen, his eyes revealed the kindness of an old father, and he probably had already completed a wonderful story in his mind about a silent and depressed young man who had conflicts with his family, ran away from home, and went to other places to find an online dating girlfriend.

While driving the car, the bald head said, "Young man, is the friend you are looking for male or female? Let me tell you, with my many years of experience, the most important thing is to figure out when encountering such a thing. Is the other party engaging in pyramid schemes?"

"Cough, back then, I had a friend who was invited by a female netizen, and traveled thousands of miles to a foreign city, and almost couldn't come back."

Lu Zhen suddenly said: "This friend is yourself, right?"

The bald-headed hand trembled, and the van vibrated: "Ah, this...how is this possible? It's a friend of mine, a real friend. He said that he was taken to the suburbs to introduce the project as soon as he got off the train. If it wasn't for him If you run away decisively, the consequences will be disastrous."

Lu Zhen didn't speak, and stared blankly at the rapidly receding scenery outside the car window.

After driving for a while, the bald head couldn't help but asked again: "Young man, why are you looking for a friend? Tell me, and my brother will help you with the details."

The car was quiet. When the bald head thought that Lu Zhen would not answer and felt embarrassed, he suddenly heard Wang Zhen say: "Make a deal."

The bald head gave a "tsk" and said, "Offline trading? Brother, to be honest, you are a bit like the one who saw the netizen lose his kidney. When you go out, as a boy, you must protect yourself."

"Very few people can hurt me."

"Typically, you haven't been beaten by the society. You will know how big the society is when you go out and make a living."

"Brother advises you to be careful when you go out, and to be on guard against strangers. Of course it's not about me. It's not an exaggeration to say that I'm a good guy."

There was silence in the car, and the sky outside was getting brighter and brighter.

The bald head glanced at Lu Zhen, hesitant to speak, and finally couldn't help being curious, and asked tentatively: "Is the deal you mentioned the kind of deal I thought?"

Lu Zhen looked at the bald head: "I want to trade exercises with him, I don't know if he will agree."

"The skills in the game? My brother doesn't like to play games, and I don't understand these things you young people make." The bald head nodded a little disappointed, "Only this thing needs to be traded offline? Isn't online trading safer? But Speaking of which, if there is a lot of money involved, you can rest assured only when you see someone."

"He's not a bad guy."

"Who knows who is good and who is bad? This person is the most complicated. Even friends who meet every day don't know who is good and who is bad, let alone a netizen who only chats a few times on the Internet? It is not surprising to do anything."

"Brother advises you, really be careful, if the situation is not right, run away decisively, just like a friend of my brother."

They chatted without saying a word, and when they were about to reach the village, the fiery red sun had already appeared in the east.

The bald head was very happy to speak, and invited casually: "Would you like to go to my brother's house for breakfast? Where can I find food in this place now? Let me tell you, my brother used to work in a restaurant for a few months, this cook There is nothing to say about his craftsmanship."

He originally thought that the young man next to him was so introverted, he didn't even like to talk too much, and he was unlikely to accept a stranger's invitation to eat, so he just said it casually.

It's similar to two acquaintances meeting, one person asks "Have you eaten?" It's not really inviting the other person to eat, but just finding a topic for chatting, which is the same as "Today's weather is fine".

But as soon as he finished speaking, he heard the word "good" from the passenger seat, which caught him off guard. He even swallowed the words he had prepared to continue the invitation, blinked his eyes, and didn't know what to say for a while. what.

The van stopped in front of the gate of Baldhead's house.

"This is my old brother's house. The new house built last year is still so good." The bald head got out of the car, took out the key and opened the door,

"Dad, you're back!"

As soon as the door opened, a four or five-year-old girl with sky braids ran to the door with big eyes blinking, and threw herself into the arms of the bald head.

The bald head picked up his daughter, looked around nervously, and asked in a low voice, "Where did your mother go?"

The little girl glanced timidly at Lu Zhen who followed through the door, and said crisply: "Mom said you won't come back all night, so she's going to prepare a big stick."

The bald man glanced at Lu Zhen with embarrassment, and quickly explained: "It's about ducks, it must be that Dad didn't come back yesterday, and those ducks didn't get into the nest again."

The little girl said: "The ducks have entered the nest. Mom threw your quilt out and told you to go out to sleep at night."

The bald head forcefully explained: "It's still your mother who is sensible and knows how to dry the quilt for Dad. Seeing that the weather is good again, the quilt should be taken out to dry."

Putting the little girl down at the kitchen door, she said with a bald head, "Xiaoyan is playing by herself, and Dad is making breakfast. Mom has been busy all morning, so she must not even have breakfast."

The little girl glanced at Lu Zhen again, and whispered: "Mom has cooked, but she didn't cook for Dad. Mom told Dad not to come back for dinner."

The bald man's cheeks twitched, and the smile on his face almost couldn't be maintained. He said "Mom is just kidding", and hurriedly slipped into the kitchen.

There was an ax in front of the kitchen door, and a pile of unfinished logs lay on the ground.

Lu Zhen washed his face with tap water, took off his coat, picked up the ax casually, and tried to chop wood.

After taking off his coat, he was only wearing a short sleeve on his upper body, revealing two groups of scary bruises on his forearms, which were the injuries caused by the fat man.

It will not affect him when he is walking normally, but it will be slightly affected when he is doing actions such as chopping wood. Every time he exerts force, his two forearms will feel tingling.

Even so, Lu Zhen didn't show it on his face, and his expression was almost numb when he was chopping firewood.

Apparently, although his body was chopping firewood earnestly, his mind had already drifted away.

The little girl stood aside, looking at Lu Zhen who was chopping firewood curiously, and when the ax in Lu Zhen's hand split the log, she obediently piled it aside.

Walking out of the kitchen with a bald head, seeing Lu Zhen who was chopping firewood, he was very relieved, and felt that he had not misjudged the person.

Looking at Lu Zhen's expressionless expression and the bruises on his forearms, he muttered "domestic violence is not advisable", looking at his daughter who was stacking firewood, the kindness in his eyes almost turned into substance.

Lu Zhen chopped firewood very fast, and it didn't take long for half of it to be chopped off.

The door was pushed open, and a dark-faced woman walked into the courtyard without saying a word.

"Mom!" The little girl threw down the firewood in her hand and ran to the woman happily.

The woman squatted down, took the little girl into her arms, asked a few questions in a low voice, then gave Lu Zhen a cold look, ran into the kitchen in two or three steps, and slammed the door behind her backhand.

A chaotic sound came out, accompanied by the urgent voice of the bald head.

"Hey, don't, don't... There are people outside...to save face..."

"It's not a fox friend...Look...the arm..."

"Domestic violence... Leaving home... How is it possible? I met him on the road."

"Oh, such a poor person, what's wrong with greeting him for a meal? He also chops firewood for the family. Look at how well the firewood is chopped."

"Abusive...I can't force a fart all day, I don't like talking..."

A few minutes later, the woman walked out of the kitchen, smiled apologetically at Lu Zhen, then walked into the room, took out a bottle of Dieda wine and put it on the chair next to Lu Zhen, and briefly explained how to use it. After saying more, he hurried into the kitchen again.

After chopping the firewood, Lu Zhen picked up the Dieda wine and rubbed the bruises on his arms carefully.

The physique of Qi practitioners is much stronger than that of ordinary people. This kind of injury that looks scary in the eyes of ordinary people can actually be cured in a few days, but using Dieda wine can still speed up the recovery of the injury.

Most importantly, Diedajiu can relieve pain.When he rubbed his forearm until it became hot, he could hardly feel any pain.

After a meal at Bald's house, Lu Zhen simply borrowed the bathroom of Bald's house.

After taking a quick shower and getting dressed, Lu Zhen frowned and looked at the money he took out of his pocket.

He is just immersed in the world he pursues, and he doesn't want to pay much attention to the secular world. He is not a fool who doesn't understand anything.

On the contrary, he still knows a lot, but thinks that such things are too troublesome and can distract people's energy the most, so he always avoids thinking about these things as much as possible.

Once he has to think about it, it is when he is distressed, such as a hitchhiking and a good breakfast, how much money should be left for the bald head's family, so that the bald head doesn't think it's too much? Are you willing to accept, or give less, so that the bald head feels underestimated?
Walking out of the bathroom, Lu Zhen, who was still thinking about this question, suddenly looked in the direction of the courtyard, his eyes switched from absent-minded to almost unprecedentedly deep in an instant.

(End of this chapter)