Ji Tang

Chapter 3
Ji Song turned his mind and looked at Liangshan Mountain, which was composed of three peaks in the distance. He was stunned. Such low peaks were insignificant to Guanzhong with the Qinling Mountains.

But such an inconspicuous hill will soon become the mausoleum of China's only queen.

If that were the case, Ji Song wouldn't be able to forget it. He confirmed more than once that his current location would be the location of his hometown in future generations, and the peaks on Liangshan Mountain that resembled two breasts were proof.

The only difference is that at this time, it is a deep mountain forest with dense trees, and there are rumors from time to time that there are wolves and big insects.And my hometown at this time is also very different from what it will be in the future. The original plains and cultivated fields are still a dense forest at this time.

"Didn't you say that during the Tang Dynasty, the developed land in Guanzhong was very barren? What the hell are these forests all over the mountains and plains?"

Ji Song shook his head, picked up the "Book of Mountains and Seas" on the bamboo table, turned around and walked out of the bamboo forest. Today is the day when his filial piety for his father expires. His mother must be waiting outside anxiously!
I don't dare to keep my mother waiting for a long time. Her health is not good to begin with. Now that the weather has turned cold, it will be bad if she catches a cold.

He turned around and looked at the mound deep in the bamboo forest, and said in a voice he could only hear: "Rest in peace! Your Qiu Song'er will not forget it. Don't worry, I will take good care of my mother, don't be too early I have to take my mother away! Then only Song'er will be left alone, and Song'er will be very lonely."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bamboo forest was blown this way and that by the wind blowing from an unknown place, as if in response to Ji Song's words.

"Ha! Then Song'er will take it as your promise! You must protect Song'er and mother!"

Walking out of the bamboo grove, he saw his anxious mother outside the bamboo grove. Ji Song hurriedly stepped forward to help him and blamed him: "Didn't I tell you to stay at home? Why are you waiting outside again? What if something happened to you? , what should Songer do?"

Mrs. Ji Wu smiled nonchalantly and just said, "Isn't it because my mother is afraid that you will be hungry? It's not far away. I have nothing to do with cooking, so I just came to take a look. I feel nervous when I'm alone at home."

Ji Song had no choice but to smile bitterly. This scene had been played out countless times in the years since his father passed away.

But his mother's stubbornness made him helpless, but at the same time he felt at ease. He knew that his mother would not listen to him no matter what he said, so he stopped talking.

Along the country dirt road, the mother and son were preparing to go home for dinner.

Just as they were about to reach home, a whimpering sound came from the grass beside the road.

Ji Song hurriedly protected his mother behind him, staring straight at the grass. This was not the Guanzhong Plain where animals disappeared in later generations. At this time, all kinds of wild animals in Guanzhong thrived here.

After listening attentively for a while, Ji Song seemed to know what it was, so he comforted his nervous mother and ran towards the grass.

"Song'er, be careful."

Before the mother could finish speaking, she saw a brown and black puppy in her son's arms.

This is a kind of dog that I have never seen before. I thought it was a wolf at first, but after careful observation, I found that it is different from a wolf, except that it seems to have some inconvenience in its legs.

"Song'er, this is the wolf's cub, put it down quickly, be careful of the mother wolf coming."

Although I am not sure, out of fear of wolves and concern for my son, I still hope that my son will put down the thing that I don’t know whether it is a wolf or a dog.

"Mom, don't worry. This is a wolfdog. It looks like a wolf, but it is not a wolf at all, nor is it the result of a wolf and a dog. I heard from dad that this kind of dog is very common in the north. Look at its tail!"

Only then did Ji Wu realize that the puppy's tail was different from that of the wolf. It was not as stiff as the wolf's, and she felt relieved.

"Mom, look how well-behaved he is! He even makes me laugh, hahahaha!" Ji Wu looked at her son who had never been so happy, and felt very happy in her heart. She looked at the puppy acting coquettishly in her son's arms and thought of her own son. He has been sensible since he was a child, but he has no playmates. He suddenly said in his heart: "Looking at it, it likes you very much. If you like it, just take it home and raise it!"

"Really? Thank you, mother!" After saying that, he jumped up and kissed his mother.

"Bah!" The mother wiped the saliva from her face with a silk scarf with a look of disgust, but she couldn't hide the smile in her eyes, yes!What mother doesn’t want her child to kiss her?
Soon they returned home. This was a very common farmhouse. The difference was that it was much larger than other homes. The outside was surrounded by a dense and dense wall made of tree stumps as thick as an adult's thigh and half as tall as a person. It's tight and tight, which was manipulated by my father himself.

Pushing open the wood door, there is a small courtyard inside, which is where my father usually exercises and practices martial arts.

There are three brick houses in the innermost part, and there is a large backyard at the back. The whole house is in a rectangular layout. Directly in front is the living room and dining room, with wing rooms on both sides. There are three rooms on the west side, and the innermost one is the parents' room. , the one in the middle is Ji Song’s, and the small one outside is the kitchen and woodshed.

There are two rooms on the east side, one of which the mother said is for her future marriage, and the other is for her children.

In the middle of the yard is a small vegetable garden, where some common vegetables are usually grown.

The mother and son came to the living room lobby. The meals cooked by their mother were already placed on the table. They were very simple meals, including a bowl of egg custard, a few steamed cakes, and two hard-boiled eggs.

Even with such a simple meal, not many families in the Tang Dynasty can afford it.

Ji Song devoured his meal, picked up half of the steamed cake, and ran to the backyard with the puppy in his arms.

"Run slowly, don't fall." Mother shouted angrily to Ji Song, who had already ran out of the lobby.

"I know, mother, please eat slowly and don't worry about me!"

Putting the puppy down, soaking the steamed cake in water, and bringing it to the puppy. Looking at the little wolfdog eating happily, Ji Song felt relieved. As long as he could still eat it, there would be no big problem.

After it finished eating, Ji Song began to look at the wolf dog that he accidentally picked up. It seemed that it was a puppy that was less than one month old. He had raised a wolf dog in his previous life and knew its habits.

He laid it flat on the ground and checked its hind legs. After a while, Ji Song breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, it's not a fracture. It probably fell from a height accidentally."

But for the sake of safety, two short wooden sticks were used to fix its hind legs. After finishing cleaning up, Ji Song felt relieved.

"Hey! Little guy, what name should I give you? Erdan? No, no, it's too meaningless. I'd be so embarrassed if I tell you!

Wealth?It's both noble and wealthy. What a great connotation, but it still doesn't work. It's too low-level.

ah!By the way, how about just calling it rhubarb?If you don't speak, it will be treated as if you agree. You are not allowed to regret it in the future. Even if you regret it, it will be useless. Who told you not to speak?Um!That `s a deal. "

Ji Song completely ignored Dahuang, who was not used to having his hind legs tied and was curiously chasing around in circles, so he gave the name of this wolfdog.

In fact, the name Dahuang was the name of the wolf dog he raised in his previous life. I remember crying for a long time when Dahuang got lost when he was a child.

He made a simple little nest for Da Huang with some dry firewood. Seeing that it was getting dark soon, Ji Song returned to his room and lit the oil lamp, picked up a volume of books and started reading.

(End of this chapter)