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Chapter 7 Ten Miles of Red Makeup
"Okay, I've told you what you want to know, it's your turn."

Yang Zhen began to question Chen Chu's background again.

"My ancestors originally lived in the Central Plains. During the Huangchao Rebellion at the end of the Tang Dynasty, my family moved overseas to avoid living in the Aolai Country of Dongsheng Shenzhou"

Chen Chu had no choice but to repeat the story of fooling Zhao Mao'er back then.

But Yang Zhen asked again: "How many countries are there in Dongsheng Shenzhou?"

"This black man is telling me something." '

If the story of Dongsheng Shenzhou that Chen Chu said was all fabricated, then the more detailed Yang Zhen asked, the more loopholes in Chen Chu's words.

Chen Chu cheered up and said, "Dongsheng Shenzhou is also a multi-country side by side. In addition to the barbarian M78 star people who are used to looting, there is also a Raksha country in the snowy plain north of Aolai. The people are white and hairy, and they often take pleasure in beating bears.
To the east of the ocean, there is another beautiful country"

Next, Yang Zhen can't understand, what's 'financial hegemony', what's 'offshore balance', what's '79 genders'.
So Yang Zhen changed his angle and asked: "I don't think you are like a farmer, how can you understand farming?"

"Learned from the teacher." Chen Chu said casually.

"Teacher? And a teacher who teaches farming?" Yang Zhen still didn't quite believe it.

"Of course, my mentor knows astronomy and geography, and Av in the middle. There is nothing in this world that he doesn't know. I just learned a little superficially."

"What is Weiwei?" the eldest son Weng said with a simple and honest Chinese character face.

Yang Zhen gave his eldest son a sideways look, thinking that the other party missed the point, so he asked himself: "What is the name of the respected master?"

"." Chen Chu looked at Yang Zhen who was asking questions, sighed and made it up on the spot: "My mentor has passed away. His old man's surname is Sun Wukong, his name is Dasheng, and his name is Walker."

"Oh? Master must be an expert?"

"That's pretty high!"

"How tall is it?"

"It's as high as three or four floors!"

"Since that's the case, can you tell me about the origin of Master?"

"The origin of my mentor? That is, the child has no mother. It's a long story."

"There's nothing left and right, let's talk about it." Yang Zhen pressed on step by step.

"Okay." Chen Chu leaned on the boulder, pondered for a while, and then said slowly: "It is said that Pangu was founded, three emperors ruled the world, five emperors established the relationship, and the world was divided into four major continents, saying: Dongsheng Shenzhou, Xiniu Hezhou, Nanfangbuzhou, and Beijuluzhou."

This lecture took half an hour until dusk.

Originally, there were only two audiences beside Chen Chu, Yang Zhen and the eldest son, but now there are a bunch of children gathered.

These children are usually so noisy that they can't wait to turn the sky upside down, but now they are quiet one by one, even breathing lightly.

Even the cat, who had been busy all the time, sat on a wooden stake outside the crowd at some point, holding the tiger's head and listening attentively.

After finishing the lecture of "The Great Sage Stealing the Peach Peach, Fighting against the Gods of the Heavenly Palace and Catching Monsters", the sky was completely dark.

With a dry mouth, Chen Chu decided to call it a day.

"Brother Chu, tell me again!" Yang Zhen refused.

The eldest son scratched his ears and cheeks itchingly, like a grandson possessed by a monkey, and said: "Yes, don't stop here!"

The children also booed.

Coincidentally, Yang Youtian walked out of the house and greeted him from a distance: "Brother Chu, come and have a drink at home."

Only then did everyone give up in embarrassment.

In the courtyard of the Yang family, a few pine branches as thick as a forearm were burning, illuminating the small courtyard brightly.

And there were not only Yang Youtian's family in the courtyard, but also more than a dozen men of various ages. Presumably, there were only eight households in the fleeing village, and all the villagers were here.

Yang Youtian's wife had already been confessed, and after seeing Zhao Mao'er and sisters, they smiled and pulled them into the house.

The rest of the women followed in.

The men surrounded Yang Youtian, calling them different names, some called 'Uncle' and some called 'Big Brother'.

It seems that old man Yang is quite prestigious in the village.

Yang Youtian introduced Chen Chu to everyone, so he couldn't do without a burst of persuasion.

The dishes at the banquet were not rich, a bowl of green sunflower soup, a plate of salted vegetables, a bowl of dried hare stewed wild vegetables, and a pot of steamed grains.

After a while, the topic of everyone unconsciously turned to farming.

"It's not difficult to sell peaches at a high price, just turn fresh peaches into fairy peaches."

Hearing everyone's complaints that peaches cannot be sold at a high price, Chen Chu, who was full, answered.

"Brother Chu, let me explain in detail."

"If the peach peel grows with the word 'shou', or auspicious words such as 'Fu, Lu, Xi', how much can this kind of peach be sold for?"

"How can fruit make characters!" Yao Sanbian, the eldest son's father, retorted.

He has been doing farm work for half his life, and he has never heard such an anecdote.

"When the fruit is colored, it must be exposed to sunlight. If you use opaque cloth." Chen Chu explained for a long time.

Everyone was still confused, just like Yang Youtian and his son today when they heard about 'Nie Jie'.

Although everyone was skeptical about Chen Chu's statement, it did not prevent them from listening attentively.
After all, if these methods are true, there will be no fear of famine in the fleeing village.

Just imagine that if you can grow fairy peaches with the word "longevity" in them, those who have old people in their families who are celebrating their birthdays, who would not buy one to please.

If "evil connection" can be described as a secret technique, then leaving words on the fruit can be called a "magic skill".

With piercing eyes, Yang Youtian said in his heart, this brother Chu is really a treasure that fell from the sky!

The vision in the courtyard attracted the cat's attention.

Looking sideways, I saw Chen Chu sitting on a wooden pier talking in a low voice, surrounded by a circle of old men, squatting or standing, as if they were afraid that they might not be able to hear what he said clearly if they were too far away.
"After only a short while, how could I become a distinguished guest of the escaped village."

At the beginning of the banquet, Mao'er felt strange, because Aunt Yang was too enthusiastic.

You know, the roe and rabbits hunted by the fugitives during the slack season are also exchanged for money to buy oil and salt, but tonight's banquet not only has wine and meat, but Aunt Yang also gave her and Hutou half of the dried rabbit meat in the bowl.
Unable to figure it out, Mao'er blinked her peachy eyes and stared at Chen Chu through the open door.

Until a big hand waved back and forth in front of his face, blocking his sight.

Mao'er came back to his senses suddenly, only to find that women and children in the room were all staring at him.

Aunt Yang who was seated next to him withdrew her hand dangling in front of Mao'er's face, and said with a hearty smile, "Haha, the young couple can't bear to be separated for a while, Mrs. Chen's eyes are staring straight."

"Hahaha."

Amidst the women's laughter, Mao'er blushed.

It was negotiated between the two of them that they should call each other husband and wife.

Doing so will help them be accepted by the refugee village.A man who can take care of his family will always make others feel at ease.

Anyway, that's what Chen Chu said to the cat.

"That's right, Mrs. Chen and Brother Chu are not very old. They must have just been married. It's the time when the honey is mixed with oil, and they don't want to separate for a moment." A woman smiled meaningfully.

Another tall woman rolled up her sleeves, touched a bowl of wine with Aunt Yang and drank it all, raised her hand to wipe off the wine stains on her lips, and said harshly: "That's natural. When I and the eldest son and his father just got married, that naive Huo wished to toss the old lady to pieces every night! Now, tsk tsk tsk, I can't even lift it up, it's a useless thing!"

"Hahaha."

Amidst the roar of laughter, Aunt Yang gave the stout woman a slight push, and spat: "Bah, there's nothing to cover your mouth, the room is full of children, what nonsense!"

Mao'er lowered his brows and drooped his eyes, as if he couldn't understand the jokes between women.

At three o'clock in the morning, about eight o'clock in the evening.

The eldest son scraped the last bit of oil from the bottom of the bowl vigorously with a steamed bun, and then reluctantly stuffed it into his mouth.

Declining Yang Youtian's stay, Chen Chu took the cats and sisters back to the semi-finished shack.

In addition to a pile of dry straw, there is a quilt borrowed from the Yang family and a bowl of oil lamps.

Last night I stayed in the ruined temple with Chen Chu. At that time, Zhao Mao'er was full of anxiety and didn't have time to think about it.

Right now, the mountains are silent, and the two are in the same room.Uh, they are in the same shed.
He could hear the other person's breathing even when he was not talking, and the cat couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

Chen Chu, however, sat on the straw carelessly, rummaged through his schoolbag, and found some pairs of socks.

Today, I walked on the slush road all day, my shoes are already soaked, and my socks are very sticky and uncomfortable.

While changing socks while sitting on the straw, Chen Chu noticed that the cloth shoes of the cats and sisters were also covered with mud, and they were terribly dirty.

"Tiger head, does this look good?"

Chen Chu picked out a pair of socks with the pattern of boiling sheep and sheep and sat in front of Zhao Hutou.

The little girl had just had a full meal and regained some energy, but she kept silent.

I think it was the stress reaction caused by what happened last night.

For such a young girl, seeing her mother murdered with her own eyes would be a little irritating to anyone.

Chen Chu shook the sock in front of Hutou's eyes. The little girl was obviously attracted by the cute pattern on the sock, but she remained silent.

"Come on, brother will change your socks for you." Chen Chu stretched out his hand to take off Hutou's dirty shoes, but the little girl shrank her feet in fright, and looked at her sister with tight lips, wanting to cry.

"Don't be afraid of Hutou." Knowing Chen Chu's good intentions, Zhao Mao'er quickly sat down beside Hutou and hugged the little girl: "He is not a villain, Hutou forgot? He will give you candy too."

Mao'er's reassurance was far more effective than Chen Chu's. The little girl cuddled tightly in her sister's arms, but she no longer struggled.

Chen Chu carefully took off his tiger-headed shoes, his dirty little feet were cold and wrinkled by the snow.

Children are always easy to be distressed.Chen Chu sighed, wiped Hutou's little feet clean with the front of his clothes, and then put on socks after warming his little feet with the palm of his hand.

During this process, the little girl stared at Chen Chu without blinking.

Also staring at him was Mao'er. She had never heard of a man in the world who would do such a thing so gently and calmly.

"Okay." Chen Chu turned the cartoon pattern of boiling sheep and sheep to the instep so that the tiger's head could see it, and then clapped his hands in satisfaction.

Looking up, she saw that the two sisters were staring at him in a daze. Zhao Mao'er reacted quickly and immediately looked away.

Chen Chu took out another pair of socks of the same style and threw them to the cat: "Hurry up and put them on, be careful that your feet are freezing."

Under the oil lamp, the cat took a closer look.

These socks are exquisitely embroidered, and the material is softer than tabi socks and warmer than loin socks. They look so precious.

However, she was not going to change socks in front of Chen Chu.

He turned around and blew out the oil lamp, and the cat lay on the straw with the tiger's head in his arms.

I didn't sleep all night last night, and now I have settled down a little bit, and the drowsiness hit me quickly.

That night, Zhao Mao'er didn't sleep well, and after falling asleep, all kinds of nightmares came one after another.

For a while, I dreamed that Liu Da had one eyeball hanging and asked her to pay for her life, and for a while, I dreamed that my mother was sitting in the corner crying with blood all over her face.
Mao'er, who was able to hold back tears during the day, finally cried out in fright when she couldn't find her sister in her dream.

Half asleep and half awake, Mao'er vaguely felt that someone was patting him on the back, as gentle as coaxing a child.

The cat then settled down, fell back into a deep sleep, and had another dream
In the dream, the cat was sitting by the window, and the mother was helping her comb her hair.

Suddenly someone shouted outside: "The bridegroom has arrived, please move the bride out of the pavilion."

Mao'er stood up curiously, wanting to see which girl was getting married, but heard her mother anxiously say: "My silly cat, why are you still standing there, the groom has arrived!"

"ah?"

The cat looked down and was surprised to find that she was wearing a red wedding dress.

The bride is himself?
Surprised, Mao'er reached out and pushed open the window.

I saw outside the window, the wind is soft and the sun is warm, the willows are green and the flowers are fragrant, guests and friends are endless, and the red makeup is ten miles away.
(End of this chapter)