The first thing Wen Ai did when he woke up in the morning was to call the system. He didn't get a response after calling three times, and then slowly opened his eyes and got out of bed to wash. It wasn't until after breakfast that the system, which had been out of contact all night, finally returned.
Wen Ai: "One bucket? Are you okay?"
The system voice is tired: "Not good."
Wen Ai hesitated and said, "You're not infected with a virus, are you? Or some terminal illness in the programming world?"
System: "We are under attack from outside."
Wen Ai: "You?"
System: "Want to know?"
Wen Ai said without thinking: "I want to!"
The system turned into a cheap person in a second: "Please!"
Wen Ai said sincerely: "Please!"
"Yeah, you're pretty—" The system paused, and the tone suddenly dropped, "I'll tell you as soon as I tell you. If there is one more problem, I'm probably going to collapse. I'd like to have a last word in advance."
Wen Ai: "..."
System: "Do you know who created these worlds? Goddess Best, she is the one who keeps the world running, and she makes the rules and provides energy for all the systems. I lost my energy supply yesterday, and then the program became disordered for no reason. , and then a strange energy knocked me out."
The system said sadly: "Best must have been attacked, most likely injured."
Wen Ai: "You seem to like her very much?"
System: "No, it's just that if God falls, I'm sure too."
Wen Ai: "Then what will happen to me..."
System: "What do you think, when these worlds will no longer exist, you can still dance alone? Where are you going?"
For some reason, Wen Ai wasn't afraid at all in his subconscious mind, and still thought to tease: "So I sleepwalked around the gate of hell last night."
The system sighed: "When you are sleeping like a pig, the data of all the worlds are fluctuating and almost out of control. Any small data may cause deviations in the plot, and even lead to the death of characters. Do you know how serious this is! But fortunately, for now This was not found."
Wen Ai was very confused: "So how serious is the plot collapse?"
System: "Maintaining the world running consumes energy. Best opens up the world for the tasker, which is equivalent to an investment. If the task is completed, Best can earn energy with interest. If the plot collapses, she will lose everything."
Wen Ai was embarrassed: "I made Boss Bei lose money three times..."
System: "Have a snack, wage earners, the rules have become stricter again, and if you fail again, the punishment will increase."
Wen Aisi and the already crooked emotional line felt a little uncertain in his heart and fell silent.
Zhu's family had a good harvest last year, and Zhu's father had some spare money. This year, he planned to raise loach in the rice fields, responding to the village committee's call, and follow the road of scientific prosperity. With money in his pocket, Father Zhu hitched a ride when Liu Fucai went to the town to buy goods. He bought three sacks of loach seedlings, but fell asleep in the car when he came back, and fell off the small tricycle for some reason. Liu Fucai drove all the way to the stockade, only to find that the people behind him were gone, and there was no time to unload the goods, so he immediately turned around to look for them.
When Father Zhu was brought back, his body was covered with bruises. Liu Fucai was driving a small three-wheeler wildly. After falling off, Father Zhu rolled on the uneven gravel road for a while. Seventeen or eight days.
Zhu's father has retired to the second line, and all the farm work in the field is instigated by Qin Ge. Qin Ge is grateful for the "permission to hug" granted to him by Zhu's father. He has no complaints at all, and happily carries it after breakfast every day. He went out with a hoe.
"Dad." Wen Ai came in with a bowl of dark medicinal soup, "Drink the medicine, Mom just boiled it."
"Hey, okay." Zhu's father sat up from the bed with difficulty, drank the medicine in a "gulu gulu", Wen Ai took the empty bowl and was about to leave, Zhu's father stopped him: "Come back, chat with me, Lie in the room all day and suffocate to death."
Wen Ai turned back and sat by the bed: "Then why don't I bring Heizi up later?"
"Forget it." Father Zhu waved his hand, "That guy drills everywhere, it's very dirty, we can't let it into the house."
"Okay." Wen Ai smiled obediently, "Then I will accompany you to relieve boredom."
Zhu's father had lived in the mountains all his life, so he knew very little about cultural knowledge, but his stomach was full of anecdotes and strange things, so he came as soon as he opened his mouth, and the two of them talked about Miao Gu.
"Gu is a poisonous insect?" Wen Ai looked curious, "Have you ever raised it?"
"Do you think Gu is so easy to keep?" Father Zhu said, "Gu masters only understand the tricks inside. Ordinary people die as soon as they raise them. Your eldest sister caught centipedes and scorpions and put them in an urn, and they all died the next day. Then I brought it to make wine."
Wen Ai was amused and laughed for a long time.
"Gu said it was to cure diseases and save people, but in fact it used the most sinister method. The dead were fed Gu, and when they stood up, they were just marionettes. It was very evil." Zhu's father stared at the foot of the bed and recalled, "But I heard that there used to be a Gu Master in Laoshui Village, the rescued dead people could talk and jump like living people, and they didn’t even get sick, everyone called him Gu God.”
Zhu's father sneered: "If you want me to say, he must be dead. Who is not sick?"
Wen Ai was very interested in this kind of Miao village's tricks, and asked: "Is that Gu master still there?"
Zhu's father shook his head: "The people from more than a hundred years ago are long gone, not even a successor left."
Wen Ai: "He doesn't accept apprentices?"
"I don't know." Zhu's father guessed, "I guess no one is willing to learn it. Hiding in the dark room all day dealing with poisonous insects, and raising a Gu is a waste of time and energy. It's better to grow crops honestly."
Wen Ai wanted to continue listening to the story, but was interrupted by footsteps from outside.
"It's time to eat, Lao Zhu." Mother Zhu put the food plate on the bedside, turned around and raised her chin towards Wen Ai, "Son, you go down to eat too, the dishes are all on the table."
Wen Ai: "What about Dali?"
Zhu's mother: "I saved the food, I will send it to him later."
Wen Ai: "You rest, I'll take it off."
Before Zhu's mother could answer, Wen Ai ran downstairs. There was a flat-bottomed basket on the stove in the kitchen. There were several dishes and a small bowl of rice in it. Wen Ai quietly touched the dining table in the living room , made a silent gesture to Third Sister Zhu, added vegetables and rice to the basket, and when it was lifted again, it was a lot heavier.
Mother Zhu came down from the second floor: "What are you doing?"
"Add some food." Wen Ai hurried out with the basket in hand, "Don't wait for me, I'll eat in the field."
"It's up to you." Mother Zhu picked up the chopsticks and was about to eat. She glanced at the table and immediately stood up and chased after the gate of the yard, shouting, "Come back! Do two people have to eat so much? Is he a pig or are you?" Pig?!"
Wen Ai ran away long ago.
Loach likes to make holes, and when raising loach in rice fields, plastic film must be placed around it to prevent these slippery things from escaping. The terraced fields are all small and small, and the renovation is a lot of work, and the fry must be planted in the few days after the seedlings are planted. Qin Ge can only work overtime and stay in the fields all day.
The sun in June is not polite at all, and at noon it makes people's backs burn. After finishing surrounding a field, Qin Ge was sweating profusely from the heat. He stood up straight and took off his big straw hat to fan the wind. The villager in the adjacent field chatted with him, half joking and half serious: "Dali, why don't you come to my house, my house doesn't have so much work, and I have enough food!"
Qin Ge said without hesitation, "No."
Villager: "Why? I heard that the Zhu family's aunt is keeping your food. What good do you do to their family?"
Qin Ge said seriously: "Their family has Tiantian, but yours does not."
The villagers couldn't help laughing, and wanted to dig the wall again, so the owner of the wall came with a basket.
"Sweet!" Qin Ge exclaimed in surprise, and rushed over to hug Wen Ai, "Why are you here, I miss you so much!"
"Come on, I'm sorry for being sweaty." Wen Ai pushed him away, raised the basket and shook it, "Find a place, let's eat."
Qin Ge happily pulled him to a big rock: "Here!"
Wen Ai put the basket on, pinched the corner of Qin Ge's clothes with his index finger and thumb, and immediately squeezed out a few drops of water, which fell to the ground: "It's all soaked, won't it be uncomfortable to wear, take it off."
Qin Ge clutched the corner of his clothes and hesitated: "But you said you can't take off your clothes."
Wen Ai tapped his head with chopsticks: "I said that you can't be in front of Third Sister, you can take it off when she's not around."
"Okay!" Qin Ge raised his hand and took off his shirt and threw it aside, "I've wanted to take it off for a long time, I'm almost cooked."
Wen Ai couldn't move his eyes.
Qin Ge's bronze-colored body was covered with sweat. Under his strong chest, his muscles outlined two sexy mermaid lines on his waist and abdomen, showing off a man's strong physique all the time.
Wen Ai froze in place, when the wind blew, a strong hormonal breath rushed towards him.
"Tiantian?" Qin Ge waved his hands in front of his eyes, "Tiantian, can you hear me?"
"Huh?" Wen Ai came back to his senses, met Qin Ge's pure and clear eyes, and suddenly stuttered with guilt, "What, what's wrong?"
Qin Ge rubbed his stomach: "Can I eat? I'm so hungry."
Wen Ai: "Oh, let's eat."
Qin Ge sat down on the stone with a golden knife, patted his thigh: "Tiantian, come and sit."
Wen Ai's eyes widened: "Why should I sit there!"
As he said that, he walked quickly to the other side of the stone. Qin Ge grabbed his wrist and pulled him onto his lap: "There are bugs here, don't touch the ground with your feet, the bugs won't be able to bite you .”
"Unreasonable!" Wen Ai tried to struggle, but Qin Ge directly pressed him into his arms, his whole face was pressed against his firm and plump chest muscles, and the smell of salty sweat filled his breath, which was not unpleasant , but very tempting.
Qin Ge felt that Wen Ai had become obedient, and helped him adjust his position like playing with a doll, then raised his face, and said in surprise, "Tiantian, your face is so red, did it hurt just now?"
Wen Ai turned his face away, looking at the green shoots all over the slope to purify his eyes.
Qin Ge grabbed his shoulder and shook him: "What's the matter?"
Wen Ai turned around and said seriously: "It's better not to take off your clothes in the future if you have nothing to do."
Qin Ge nodded blankly.
Qin Ge had been busy for four or five days. After putting the loach seedlings into the field, he was finally free. Wen Ai took him to the gate of the primary school to "meet" Teacher Ding, and wanted to invite him to eat at home, but unfortunately, Teacher Ding Going to visit her home, Wen Ai seized every opportunity and offered to send her there.
It just rained heavily last night, and the steep dirt slope was slippery and difficult to walk on. Wen Ai pushed Qin Ge: "You go first, and lead Teacher Ding up."
Qin Ge refused: "Then what should you do?"
Wen Ai: "I'm used to walking, can I still fall?"
Qin Ge still stood still, Wen Ai stared at him with wide eyes, and then he reluctantly walked forward.
Ding Yitong did not refuse. This road is too difficult to walk. There are basically no stones, and it is all mud. As soon as you step on it, you have to slide down.
Wen Ai was the last one, and shouted at Qin Ge: "You hold on to Teacher Ren Ding, and I'll beat you if you fall later!"
Qin Ge muttered a few words unhappily, grabbed Ding Yitong's arm and climbed up, looking down at Wen Ai from time to time.
The steep slope was not long. After climbing to the flat ground, Qin Ge immediately let go of Ding Yitong's hand. Ding Yitong still had one foot on the mud slope, so he lost his pulling force by surprise and swung his arms straight back. Before he could see what was going on, he was hit by an arm swung head-on, and before he could scream out, he rolled all the way to the bottom of the slope.
Qin Ge was so frightened that he couldn't help but push Ding Yitong, who was still swinging his arms, onto the flat ground, and rushed down quickly.
Wen Ai's body was covered in mud, and there were several wounds on his limbs that were oozing blood, which could still be seen, but it was hard to estimate how many wounds there were.
"Tiantian." Qin Ge didn't dare to touch him at all, tears pattered on him, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, do you hurt..."
"Of course... Pain..." Wen Ai raised his hand with difficulty, and spat out a few grasses from his mouth, "Don't just cry..."
"Strongly!" Ding Yitong yelled while struggling to climb down, "Send Yizhi to the clinic, hurry up!"
"Yes, yes, the clinic!" Qin Ge carefully picked up Wen Ai, and ran at the fastest speed. Wen Ai always felt that he was going to fly into the sky in the next second.
Wen Ai was lucky, his internal organs were not knocked down, and his body was covered with flesh injuries.
After returning home from the clinic, Zhu's mother wiped Wen Ai's body and applied medicine. When he fell asleep, she dragged Qin Ge into the yard and beat him up. Qin Ge beat him all up without saying a word.
In the middle of the night, Qin Ge, who was kneeling in the yard, suddenly opened his eyes, and appeared in Wen Ai's room in a flash. He held Wen Ai's hand, and golden light flowed into Wen Ai's body along his arm, but after only a few seconds, the golden light became weaker and weaker, and finally, the room returned to darkness.
"Tsk, it's really not enough." Qin Ge frowned, leaned over and touched Wen Ai's face, "I'm sorry for letting you be harmed by a fool."
Qin Ge sat in meditation for a moment, and a faint golden light gathered in the palm of his hand again. In the blink of an eye, he came to a mountain spring pool, sat down cross-legged, and closed his eyes.