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Chapter 22 Scholars and Ordinary People
Su Huaili put down the ax and stood up, "Let me take you back. Walk from the mountain. I know a relatively easy way. It will take about one stick of incense to get there."

Zhou Yancheng nodded immediately, "Thank you very much. Let's go quickly."

Su Bo'an will come out if he doesn't leave, and he doesn't want to see him now.

So Su Huaili sent the Zhou family to the other side of the mountain, showed them the way, and then returned the same way.

When Su Huaili returned home, he saw his father standing where he was chopping firewood. He glanced at his father's expression and found that his father's face was very dark.

He walked over with small steps, "Dad, why are you out? Aren't you boiling water in the kitchen to prepare fried pork?"

"The frying is over." Su Bo'an picked up the ax and played with it in his hand, "Aren't you chopping firewood? Where did you go?"

He seemed to vaguely hear Zhou Yancheng's voice in the kitchen just now. When he came out to take a look, he saw nothing.

The son who was chopping firewood also disappeared.

Su Huaili shrugged and did not hide anything, "Uncle Zhou's family passed by here and got lost, so I sent them back. After all, it is very dangerous to go through the mountains in the dark. If they encounter any ferocious beasts, they will die." "

"The two wild boars they encountered today were seriously injured, so they had a lucky escape, but not every time you are so lucky."

After hearing this, Su Bo'an said nothing and waved his hand casually, "You continue chopping firewood, and after you finish chopping, practice martial arts with me."

Su Huaili bowed his hands and said, "Yes."

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After Zhou Shitang walked a few steps, he remembered the fennel and turned to look at Zhou Shiruo, "Sister, this is the other side of the mountain. Is the fenugreek you picked near here?"

Zhou Shiruo was observing the area. When he heard his sister's question, he looked away and said, "If I remember correctly, it's nearby. We can look for it."

Zhou Shitang: "..."

With her biological father leading the wrong way, she suddenly felt that her biological sister was not so reliable.

"Anyway, this place is quite close to home. It won't waste time to go look for it." Zhou Shiruo said, turning to look at Zhou Yancheng and asking for his opinion, "Dad, what do you think?"

Zhou Yancheng nodded, "Then go. If you can't find her in a quarter of an hour, you'll have to go home."

Zhou Shitang hummed, but did not forget to remind him, "Dad, you have to watch your step and don't step into any traps."

"Smelly girl." Zhou Yancheng laughed and scolded.

He was touched by his concern for his daughter, but thinking about the trap he had fallen into, he wanted to dig a hole and crawl in.

The three of them searched for a quarter of an hour. Just when Zhou Shitang was about to go home without any hope, they heard Zhou Shiruo's excited voice.

"I found it, Dad, Tangtang, come here quickly." Zhou Shiruo waved to them with excitement on his face.

Tangtang said that this thing was of great use, so she picked them all and took them home.

Zhou Shitang and Zhou Yancheng walked over and felt happy when they saw a large field of Pandan plants.

This is another big harvest, and I still want to go to the mountains more.

There are so many basil plants that it is impossible to dig them all out.

Zhou Shitang said: "You can dig as many as you can bring back, and let them continue to grow the rest. You can come here to pick fruits to eat, or you can dig them back."

"There are many thorns on the rhizome. Don't get hurt." Zhou Shitang dug carefully.

Zhou Yancheng and Zhou Shiruo started digging.

The three of them dug three bundles in a quarter of an hour.

Zhou Shitang wrapped it in banana leaves to avoid touching the thorns. Finally, he carried a bundle and continued home.After they walked for a quarter of an hour, they saw a middle-aged man walking from a distance.

The middle-aged man was carrying a bundle of firewood and was walking unsteadily, as if he might fall down at any time.

He suddenly fell to the ground, blocking the path of Zhou Shitang and the others.

His lips were chapped, his face was pale, and his face was covered with sweat.

Zhou Yancheng stared at the middle-aged man for a long time. Finally he couldn't bear it anymore and stepped forward to ask: "Brother, how are you?"

The middle-aged man raised his head and shook his head, "I feel a little dizzy and my hands and feet are weak. I'm fine. I'll be fine after taking a rest."

Seeing that he was blocking their way, he hugged the bundle of firewood and moved to the side to make way for him.

Zhou Yancheng: "I think your symptoms are serious, why don't you ask a doctor to take a look."

The middle-aged man waved his hands quickly, "I don't have much money left at home. It's not a serious illness. I just need to get through it and it won't be a problem. I still have a few children and a wife to support at home, so I can't spend money randomly."

Zhou Yancheng pursed his lips, feeling very uncomfortable.

Zhou Shitang didn't want to meddle in other people's business. Seeing the middle-aged man like this and hearing his words, it didn't sound like he was lying.

She took a step forward and said, "Uncle, do you feel thirsty, headache, lack of concentration, vertigo, or even tinnitus?"

The middle-aged man was surprised, "How do you know?"

Zhou Shitang understood instantly, "You probably have heatstroke. The weather here is hot and humid. It will happen if you are overworked. Go back and find a cool place to stay, apply cold water on it, drink a bowl of cold salt water, and then have a good rest." That’s it.”

The middle-aged man had dark skin due to long-term exposure to the sun. He opened his eyes hard and asked, "Little girl, are you a scholar?"

Only those who have read books will understand so much.

Zhou Shitang smiled and said, "It used to be, but not anymore."

The middle-aged man looked at Zhou Yancheng and could tell at a glance that Zhou Yancheng was a scholar.

His skin is fair and he has obviously never done any work, so he is just a scholar.

It's good to study, but unfortunately his family has been here for generations. He can't make money, study, or go out, so he can only live this life.

There were warm tears in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he said gratefully: "Thank you for telling me so much. This is my first time talking to you scholars. I am so happy."

Zhou Shiruo was confused, "Have you never talked to a scholar before?"

The middle-aged man looked down at himself and laughed to himself, "I have seen scholars before, but they dislike us and never pay attention to us."

"I haven't read a book and don't know how to read, but I know that they just look down on us."

"It's okay. We people and their scholars are from two different worlds. If you don't talk, don't talk. I just take care of myself and support my family."

The people at the bottom are living in poverty, and this middle-aged man is just one of them. In many invisible corners, there are many people living a difficult life.

Work hard for a bite to eat.

When Zhou Shiruo heard this, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

She wanted to help him, but her own situation was not good now. How could she help?

Zhou Shiruo lowered her head and saw what she was holding. She took a step forward and placed the bundle of fennel plants at the feet of the middle-aged man. "Old man, this is fenugreek. It will bear fruit. Keep it in your mind." , you can pick fruits and eat them when you encounter them in the future.”

(End of this chapter)