Take charge of Ascension

Chapter 17 Zengjia Village

Three or four miles away from Feisheng Peak, there is a small village. In the evening, when the sun was setting, every household in the village was smoking, and it was dinner time.

This village is not too big, and there are not many residents, only about [-] households. However, the location of each household is sparse, which makes the area of ​​the village not small.

On the open space in the village, a few children ran back and forth, frolicking and playing, and there were bursts of crisp laughter, one after another.

"Great, this is really a village."

Arriving at the entrance of the village, Zhao Ji said happily.

The faces of Ding Dian and Tian Hong also revealed expressions of joy.

The arrival of the three caught the attention of the children who were playing. Pairs of curious, clear eyes watched them.

It can be seen that the living conditions of these children are not very good. The commoner clothes they wear have been washed white and become a little tattered, and all of them are yellow and thin, obviously malnourished.

"Little friend, may I ask if your parents are here?"

Approaching the oldest child among a group of children, Zhao Ji tried his best to put on a friendly expression, and said to this child.

"You... who are you?"

The child took two steps back timidly, and said weakly.

These children should rarely come into contact with strangers, and they are also a little timid. When Zhao Ji asked, the child showed a little timidity and fear.

"Kids, don't be afraid, we are not bad people, we are just tourists passing by here, go and call your adults out, okay, by the way, I have a piece of chocolate here, you can eat it."

He took out the last piece of chocolate from his pocket and handed it to the child, Zhao Ji said kindly.

"okay."

Maybe it's because of Zhao Ji's kind attitude all the time. The kid put aside his fear, took the chocolate, and ran towards a house.

"Father, someone is looking for you."

With a loud cry, the child rushed into the house.

After a while, a middle-aged man came out, scrutinized Zhao Ji and the others, and asked, "Who are the three?"

"Hello, big brother. The three of us are tourists who have traveled all over the world. We will take a short rest for a few days when passing through this place. Therefore, we would like to stay in your village."

Smiling kindly to the mature man, Zhao Ji said.

He glanced at Zhao Ji and the three of them again with scrutiny. Perhaps he felt that the three of them were not bad people. After a little hesitation, the middle-aged man replied: "Okay then, I'll go and talk to the village chief."

This small village is called Zengjia Village. As the name suggests, most people in the village are surnamed Zeng. The village head is an old man in his 50s named Zeng Yu. As for the middle-aged man just now, his name is Zeng Dazhuang.

A person in his fifties is not considered an old man in modern times, but in this kind of society similar to ancient China, a person in his fifties has already entered the sequence of old people.

"Three, I don't know where you came from."

In a hall made of stones, several people were seated separately. Zeng Yu kept looking at Zhao Ji and the other three with cloudy eyes, and asked with a smile.

"Haha, we came from a very far away place. I won't tell you where we are. I'm afraid I won't know if I tell you."

After typing "haha", Zhao Ji said perfunctorily.

"Sir, don't underestimate the old man. Although our place is only a small village, I often go to the city and know a lot of things. For example, I can tell you how many cities there are in our country of Wu. .”

With his eyes wide open, Zeng Yu preached to himself.

Although he didn't think so, Zhao Ji said against his will: "That's, that's, the old man is a well-informed person."

Afterwards, the two sides exchanged a few more words. Between Zeng Yu's words, they wanted to test the details of Zhao Ji and the three of them. Explain everything.

Two or 300 years ago, a group of people surnamed Zeng came here to escape from disaster and established Zengjia Village. So far, it has been passed down for several generations.

Zhao Ji didn't ask about the origins of the Zeng family's ancestors. Perhaps even Zeng Yu and the others didn't know much about it. However, since the establishment of the Zeng family village, the Zeng family has never made a fortune in the past few generations.

In addition, Zeng Yu said earlier that his knowledge is not shallow, and he is not completely bragging. At least, among ordinary villagers, his knowledge is broad.

So, Zhao Ji knew that the place where it was located was an island called God Turtle Island, which is now ruled by the State of Wu.

More than ten miles away from Zengjia Village, there is a town called Qiaomu Town; the nearest city is called Linhai City, which is a hundred miles away; finally, Zeng Yu also knows that the largest city on Shengui Island is also the most famous. The city is the royal city.

Although this information is not much, it is enough for Zhao Ji to understand the current situation and have a general understanding of the current environment.

They talked happily with Zeng Yu and Zeng Dazhuang, and Zhao Ji's request was answered, and the three were placed in an idle house in the village.

There happened to be such a vacant house in Zengjia Village. The original owner was a bachelor. A few years ago, he suddenly fell ill and died, so the house became vacant.

Before leading Zhao Ji and the others to the house, Zeng Yu said enthusiastically to Zhao Ji: "Brother Zhao, this house is idle anyway, I will lend it to you for a while, and you can live as long as you want, by the way. , you are still short of two quilts, I will bring them for you when you come to my house for dinner later."

"Then, thank you, Brother Zeng."

Zhao Ji looked grateful.

Thanks to Zhao Ji's superb communication skills, the two became brothers in just half an hour, and the relationship was not close enough.

"You're welcome, come on, let's clean the house first. There has been no one living here for a long time, and there is dust everywhere."

Patting Zhao Ji on the shoulder, Zeng Yu said with a smile.

So, the four of them walked into the stone-built house and started to clean it together. Zhao Ji and Zeng Yu didn't mind doing it. The process of doing it was normal. Ding Dian and Tianhong were clearly not like ordinary people. His hands are full of mystery and beauty.

Tianhong held a broom with both hands, and gently swept the ground. With a movement of his arms, and a wave of the broom, the dust flew up, boiled, rolled, and quickly gathered at a low altitude, piling up together.

As if strolling in the courtyard, Tianhong stepped forward with her feet, and her figure quickly flashed across several rooms in the house. The dust and garbage on the ground were swept away, and all of them were piled up at the door.

Compared with Tianhong, Ding Dian was not inferior at all. He also held a broom and moved up and down in the room, cleaning the cobwebs and some dirt marks on the wall everywhere.

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Chapter 2 delivered.

(End of this chapter)