Chapter 1004: The original intention is still peaceful and joyful
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Zi Ling Feng Xue
Chapter 1004: The original intention is still peaceful and joyful
The child sitting on the ground next to him smiled sheepishly and glanced at the child who was similar to him. Why didn't he have a mother?
"Uncle, are you buying wood carvings? Dad's craftsmanship is very good." The child spoke timidly, but his words were very enthusiastic, "It will bring good luck..."
And they were Chen Xun and Qian Wuhen, who had come all the way from afar, and randomly found a city to set up a stall to make a living, using the sky as their bed and the earth as their mat.
"Oh?" The middle-aged man smiled and focused on Qian Wuhen, "I didn't expect that a child like you is quite good at talking. Let's buy a few and go."
The implicit meaning in those words is that this boss is not as good as his own children and does not know how to do business.
The middle-aged man shook his head and glanced at Chen Xun, then turned his head and said, "Yan'er, pick whatever you like. Take what you like."
"Wow, thank you, daddy!!" The child jumped with joy. He liked how his dad was so generous. Everyone envied him.
Qian Wuhen lowered his head and pursed his lips, then leaned closer to his father. It turned out that there were so many wealthy households outside the mountain. They could buy whatever they liked without having to earn it themselves.
But he didn't feel any envy. Instead, he thought like this in his heart:
I will also buy things for my father like this in the future, so that he can buy whatever he wants without having to farm, and he will no longer sit on the ground and earn spiritual stones with his crafts.
As for why Xiao Wuhen's three views are like this, of course he was influenced by various influences from his relatives in the Wuyun Sect.
Although his worldview is very small and vague, his character comes from the environment.
Not long after, the child actually selected three wooden sculptures and took them away.
Qian Wuhen quickly picked up a clean handkerchief, wiped it and wrapped it up for them. He carefully took the three broken spirit stones and gave them a bright smile.
The middle-aged man thanked Qian Wuhen in a very graceful manner, which made the latter secretly rejoice for a long time. How nice.
He would not be exposed to such a scene in the mountains, and it was rumored that there were many immortals there, so it was better to go down the mountain. At least everyone was the same, and there was no need to worry about offending the immortals.
"Dad, we have earned broken spirit stones again." Qian Wuhen whispered, his face flushed with excitement, for fear of being overheard by others, "We can buy a lot of things."
He now also knows that there are many man-eating beasts at the foot of the mountain, and there are many green forest bandits in Qian Country. It is not as safe as on the mountain, and he also understands the principle of not exposing wealth.
Little Wuhen has always been a quick learner, but he just can't learn his father's wood carving. No matter how he carves, nothing looks right. It's tangible but not spiritual, and often doesn't even look like...
And he hid the broken spirit stone in his crotch. His father taught him that it was absolutely safe.
"Haha." Chen Xun finally stopped what he was doing, turned his head and smiled, "How does it feel like this, or do you envy the rich people who come to buy these wood carvings?"
"Dad, I love earning spirit stones so much!" Qian Wuhen nodded heavily, with a smile on his lips. He changed the subject and his expression became much quieter, "But I never envy others."
"Oh?" Chen Xun turned his head and started carving the wood carving slowly and carefully.
"Hey, I just like to earn spiritual stones by doing crafts. Everyone greets me with a smile." Qian Wuhen had a simple smile on his face, still thinking about the middle-aged man's thanks to him, "If Let dad buy things, it won’t feel like this.”
"That's right." Chen Xun nodded lightly, "It was the same when your father was young. Of course, it's the same now..."
"Yeah." Qian Wuhen looked at his father and smiled.
He also hid some thoughts, but did not say them out. Dad was not only very majestic inside, but also very strict. If he said some words directly, he would be beaten.
Gradually it was evening.
Chen Xun looked at the sky and prepared to close the stall. He was going to sell skewers... It was hard to find a stall at the night market, so he had to go early.
But just before they closed the stall.
Suddenly a young man leading a horse came over. He seemed to have summoned up a lot of courage. In fact, he had been looking at these wooden sculptures in front of the tower for a long time, but he was too short of money to get too close.
"What's wrong, young man?" Chen Xun, who had been silent all this time, suddenly became a little enthusiastic, which surprised Xiao Wuhen.
"Old, boss..." The young man took a deep breath and stared closely at a horse-shaped wood carving. "Do you have any wood carvings with flaws? Can you make them cheaper? I like these wood carvings so much."
"son."
"Dad!"
"Choose a few horse-shaped wood carvings and give them to this young man. They won't be able to sell them after the stall is closed anyway." Chen Xun said with a smile, quite generous.
"Okay, Dad." Qian Wuhen jumped, staggered and almost fell to his knees. Chen Xun picked him up with one hand, shaking his head and laughing.
The young man's expression became more and more nervous, and he waved his hands quickly: "Boss, that's not what I meant. I never wanted to take your things for nothing. I have some food that I can exchange for."
Hearing this, Chen Xun's eyes narrowed, as if he had been struck by thunder, and he was silent for a long time.
He raised his head slightly, took a deep look at the young man holding the horse, and subconsciously praised him: "Okay, the young man is good. He will definitely be like a dragon or a phoenix in the future, and he will have a bright future."
Qian Wuhen took a breath of air, not expecting his father to be so complimentary.
The young man smiled shyly, feeling a little embarrassed at being praised. He looked at his horse and giggled: "Boss, if I earn spiritual stones in the future, I will buy your wood carvings again."
"Okay." Chen Xun smiled clearly and took the bag of grain handed over by the young man unhurriedly.
"Brother, here comes your wood carving." Qian Wuhen wrapped it up for the young man with a smile.
"Thank you, little brother." The young man took it with both hands, his breathing became much heavier, and he solemnly said goodbye to Chen Xun, which was quite polite.
Under the setting sun, the young man was playing with the wooden carvings in front of the horse. His calmness and restraint just now had disappeared, and his joy was beyond words.
Chen Xun silently looked at the direction they were leaving, smiled gently, and murmured: "Young man, I hope your edges will not be smoothed out by time, and you will remain safe and happy."
Peace and joy...
This voice is very low, very small, no one can hear it, it seems that even the years cannot make this voice move forward, it can only let it continue to wrap around backward...
It blew past the Qian Kingdom in the great world of Taiyi, the realm that had not yet been destroyed, the Great Plains of Tianduan, and the huge city of Panning that remained intact.
The past under the setting sun finally reached the ears of the morning glory boy who had light in his eyes and was enthusiastic about everything.
It seemed that at this moment, he was sheepishly taking out a bag of rice and exchanging it for a cow-shaped wood carving.
"Dad?"
"Well, pack your things and go."
Chen Xun patted himself and stood up. He picked up the woodcarving wrapping cloth with his right hand and carried it on his shoulder. He held Xiao Wuhen with his left hand and disappeared into the sea of people, passing by countless people.
The child sitting on the ground next to him smiled sheepishly and glanced at the child who was similar to him. Why didn't he have a mother?
"Uncle, are you buying wood carvings? Dad's craftsmanship is very good." The child spoke timidly, but his words were very enthusiastic, "It will bring good luck..."
And they were Chen Xun and Qian Wuhen, who had come all the way from afar, and randomly found a city to set up a stall to make a living, using the sky as their bed and the earth as their mat.
"Oh?" The middle-aged man smiled and focused on Qian Wuhen, "I didn't expect that a child like you is quite good at talking. Let's buy a few and go."
The implicit meaning in those words is that this boss is not as good as his own children and does not know how to do business.
The middle-aged man shook his head and glanced at Chen Xun, then turned his head and said, "Yan'er, pick whatever you like. Take what you like."
"Wow, thank you, daddy!!" The child jumped with joy. He liked how his dad was so generous. Everyone envied him.
Qian Wuhen lowered his head and pursed his lips, then leaned closer to his father. It turned out that there were so many wealthy households outside the mountain. They could buy whatever they liked without having to earn it themselves.
But he didn't feel any envy. Instead, he thought like this in his heart:
I will also buy things for my father like this in the future, so that he can buy whatever he wants without having to farm, and he will no longer sit on the ground and earn spiritual stones with his crafts.
As for why Xiao Wuhen's three views are like this, of course he was influenced by various influences from his relatives in the Wuyun Sect.
Although his worldview is very small and vague, his character comes from the environment.
Not long after, the child actually selected three wooden sculptures and took them away.
Qian Wuhen quickly picked up a clean handkerchief, wiped it and wrapped it up for them. He carefully took the three broken spirit stones and gave them a bright smile.
The middle-aged man thanked Qian Wuhen in a very graceful manner, which made the latter secretly rejoice for a long time. How nice.
He would not be exposed to such a scene in the mountains, and it was rumored that there were many immortals there, so it was better to go down the mountain. At least everyone was the same, and there was no need to worry about offending the immortals.
"Dad, we have earned broken spirit stones again." Qian Wuhen whispered, his face flushed with excitement, for fear of being overheard by others, "We can buy a lot of things."
He now also knows that there are many man-eating beasts at the foot of the mountain, and there are many green forest bandits in Qian Country. It is not as safe as on the mountain, and he also understands the principle of not exposing wealth.
Little Wuhen has always been a quick learner, but he just can't learn his father's wood carving. No matter how he carves, nothing looks right. It's tangible but not spiritual, and often doesn't even look like...
And he hid the broken spirit stone in his crotch. His father taught him that it was absolutely safe.
"Haha." Chen Xun finally stopped what he was doing, turned his head and smiled, "How does it feel like this, or do you envy the rich people who come to buy these wood carvings?"
"Dad, I love earning spirit stones so much!" Qian Wuhen nodded heavily, with a smile on his lips. He changed the subject and his expression became much quieter, "But I never envy others."
"Oh?" Chen Xun turned his head and started carving the wood carving slowly and carefully.
"Hey, I just like to earn spiritual stones by doing crafts. Everyone greets me with a smile." Qian Wuhen had a simple smile on his face, still thinking about the middle-aged man's thanks to him, "If Let dad buy things, it won’t feel like this.”
"That's right." Chen Xun nodded lightly, "It was the same when your father was young. Of course, it's the same now..."
"Yeah." Qian Wuhen looked at his father and smiled.
He also hid some thoughts, but did not say them out. Dad was not only very majestic inside, but also very strict. If he said some words directly, he would be beaten.
Gradually it was evening.
Chen Xun looked at the sky and prepared to close the stall. He was going to sell skewers... It was hard to find a stall at the night market, so he had to go early.
But just before they closed the stall.
Suddenly a young man leading a horse came over. He seemed to have summoned up a lot of courage. In fact, he had been looking at these wooden sculptures in front of the tower for a long time, but he was too short of money to get too close.
"What's wrong, young man?" Chen Xun, who had been silent all this time, suddenly became a little enthusiastic, which surprised Xiao Wuhen.
"Old, boss..." The young man took a deep breath and stared closely at a horse-shaped wood carving. "Do you have any wood carvings with flaws? Can you make them cheaper? I like these wood carvings so much."
"son."
"Dad!"
"Choose a few horse-shaped wood carvings and give them to this young man. They won't be able to sell them after the stall is closed anyway." Chen Xun said with a smile, quite generous.
"Okay, Dad." Qian Wuhen jumped, staggered and almost fell to his knees. Chen Xun picked him up with one hand, shaking his head and laughing.
The young man's expression became more and more nervous, and he waved his hands quickly: "Boss, that's not what I meant. I never wanted to take your things for nothing. I have some food that I can exchange for."
Hearing this, Chen Xun's eyes narrowed, as if he had been struck by thunder, and he was silent for a long time.
He raised his head slightly, took a deep look at the young man holding the horse, and subconsciously praised him: "Okay, the young man is good. He will definitely be like a dragon or a phoenix in the future, and he will have a bright future."
Qian Wuhen took a breath of air, not expecting his father to be so complimentary.
The young man smiled shyly, feeling a little embarrassed at being praised. He looked at his horse and giggled: "Boss, if I earn spiritual stones in the future, I will buy your wood carvings again."
"Okay." Chen Xun smiled clearly and took the bag of grain handed over by the young man unhurriedly.
"Brother, here comes your wood carving." Qian Wuhen wrapped it up for the young man with a smile.
"Thank you, little brother." The young man took it with both hands, his breathing became much heavier, and he solemnly said goodbye to Chen Xun, which was quite polite.
Under the setting sun, the young man was playing with the wooden carvings in front of the horse. His calmness and restraint just now had disappeared, and his joy was beyond words.
Chen Xun silently looked at the direction they were leaving, smiled gently, and murmured: "Young man, I hope your edges will not be smoothed out by time, and you will remain safe and happy."
Peace and joy...
This voice is very low, very small, no one can hear it, it seems that even the years cannot make this voice move forward, it can only let it continue to wrap around backward...
It blew past the Qian Kingdom in the great world of Taiyi, the realm that had not yet been destroyed, the Great Plains of Tianduan, and the huge city of Panning that remained intact.
The past under the setting sun finally reached the ears of the morning glory boy who had light in his eyes and was enthusiastic about everything.
It seemed that at this moment, he was sheepishly taking out a bag of rice and exchanging it for a cow-shaped wood carving.
"Dad?"
"Well, pack your things and go."
Chen Xun patted himself and stood up. He picked up the woodcarving wrapping cloth with his right hand and carried it on his shoulder. He held Xiao Wuhen with his left hand and disappeared into the sea of people, passing by countless people.
