Chapter 239 (1/2)
Soon it was spring ploughing season, and the village was getting busy. Traceless body has basically recovered. He watched uncle Luowang run to the field with Xiaochan every day. How can he stay?
The snake in the bamboo basket was ready to move and began to wake up. He took out the wooden box and looked at the jade seal. He still didn't understand how he had this thing on his body. And the scabbard. Why is there only a scabbard but no sword? He couldn't understand all this. His mind was blank and had no impression.
In order to prevent the snake in the bamboo basket from running out and frightening Xiao Chan, he carried the bamboo basket on his back, woven a cover with bamboo and sealed the bamboo basket. He had served the poisonous snake in Yaoxian Valley and knew how to feed the poisonous snake. It was not difficult for him.
When he appeared in the field with a bamboo basket on his back, Xiaochan hurriedly met him and said, ”Why are you here? Not at home and have a good rest? ”
Traceless said with a smile, ”I can't eat and drink at home. Sister, a girl can do such farm work. How can I be a man at home and stand idly by? ”
After that, he took the iron hoe in Xiaochan's hand and said, ”go and have a rest. If I can't, teach me again.”
Looking at traceless, although not skilled, but very serious hoeing, Xiaochan slowly sat on the grass, smiling at the corners of her mouth and eyebrows.
”Yo, this is the boy saved by Xiaochan. Can you work in the field?”
”Not bad. It looks as thin as a monkey. I'm still good at work.”
”Luo Wang, this young man is good. You might as well admit to be a son-in-law.”
Luo Wang looked up and said with a smile, ”they have some origins. They can't live in my small mountain village all their life.”
Xiao Chan said shamelessly, ”aunt Lin, why are you talking nonsense.”
”Yo, look at us, Xiaochan. We're shy.”
There was a frolic. The people in the mountain village are simple. They can say whatever they think, but they don't have any intention. Two cows came running from a distance with an iron hoe in their hands. When they saw Xiao Chan sitting on the grass, they said in a stuffy voice, ”I can do this job, too.”
Xiao Chan could not react, so she went down to the ground and hoed with traceless, as if she was holding a force in her heart, and her action was naturally much more skilled and faster than traceless.
Traceless smiled at him. He knew that he was carried back by these two cows. His smile was clear and innocent, but Er Niu snorted and worked harder to hoe the ground.
Traceless couldn't help but wonder, but he didn't care and continued to hoe. Luowang on one side knew that the two cows had always liked Xiaochan. He was secretly competing with traceless.
In the evening, traceless was playing with his black snake in the room. Xiaochan came to send him hot water. When she saw the poisonous snake who held his head high and spit out letters, she was so scared that a basin of hot water almost splashed out.
Looking at her pale appearance, Wuji shut the snake in the bamboo basket and said, ”don't be afraid, Xiao Hei is obedient.” Aren't you afraid of it biting you“ Xiaochan looked at the bamboo basket and asked.
Traceless smiled and said, ”it won't bite me. I remember that all snakes dare not bite me. Moreover, I seem to remember that this snake bit me, but I'm fine“ When he spoke, he stretched out his hands and looked at the back of his hands. He just vaguely remembered that he had been bitten by his own snake, but he couldn't remember whether he had really bitten or where. He stretched out his hands and looked carefully for a moment before he stretched out the back of his right hand. Xiaochan also looked carefully and saw that there were two faint scars on the back of his hand. It was really a trace of being bitten by a poisonous snake.
”Have you recovered your memory“ Xiaochan said in surprise.
Traceless gently shook his head and said, ”I only remember a little. I just think this snake is very familiar. It seems to have been bitten by it, but I don't remember when and how.”
Xiao Chan couldn't help venting: ”I thought you recovered your memory.”