The messenger came early.
Before the "brightest star in the sky" disappeared, there was still time for at least two dives.
The whole family of Alves had already got up to check the luggage that had been checked several times last night for Dean, when suddenly there was a burst of noise outside the door.
"Wow, is it true?" "There is such a good thing?" "Lucky!" "Let's talk about it quickly..."
Alves pushed open the wooden door, and at the fork in the road more than a dozen steps away, a large group of villagers carrying various agricultural tools formed a circle. People outside the circle were asking what happened to those inside, and a message was sent from the center of the circle. human voice:
"Of course it's true! Well, Pamela's really lucky this time! Oh!"
"Who is Pamela?" When Alves walked over, he heard the firewood companion who lived on the edge of the forest holding the fisherman who was in charge of the master and asking.
"It seems to be the messenger from Akeli Village..." When he answered this sentence, the fisherman's face was full of envy and disbelief: "Well, don't ask me, listen to the messenger..."
At this time, the messenger who was surrounded in the middle of the circle looked up and saw the cowherd.
"Okay, okay..." As if seeing a savior, the messenger jumped up suddenly, "Alves is here, and so is Little Dean, we're leaving! We're leaving soon, let's go Far! It’s a two-day walk, so don’t surround yourself! Go to the summer service, go, go! Otherwise, it’s another trouble when the police come!”
At this time, the villagers always got up in the middle of the night, and the villagers who were afraid of being blamed by the master for missing the time did not obey and immediately dispersed.
Not only that, there were even several villagers begging the messenger: "Say it again..." "Yes, hurry up, say it again, and tell us!"
"No, no, we're really leaving... Let go of me... Let go!... Okay, okay, one last time... Alves, Dean, please wait a little longer..."
The courier, who was surrounded by groups, had no choice but to apologize to the cowherd first, and then emphasized again to the surrounding villagers: "It's really the last time!"
"Okay, last time!" "Okay, okay, hurry up and talk."
"Two days ago, I went to deliver a message to the gentlemen again. I saw Pamela when I was approaching the baron's castle. I saw something wrong with this dog from a long distance away, and he walked very slowly! I'm afraid of this dog. I hurt my leg, so I hurried over to have a look. Only when I walked to the side did I see that this dog was carrying two bags, one big and one small! I was shocked, how dare this dog steal the master... "
"Tell me next..." "Don't talk about this!" The villagers were not interested in what happened ahead.
"Hmm..." The messenger, who was eager to leave as soon as possible, was kind and generous: "Pamela said that the two bags were from the master, the baron! This time he came to the castle to deliver the letter, but what he saw was not an attendant or a farming officer. , I actually met the baron directly! The baron asked him how the farm cattle in Akeli village were doing..."
"Wow!" All the villagers, including those who had never met the lord in their entire life, exclaimed in unison.
"Pamela also said that when I saw the baron, the master was 'eating that meal', and there was a big and thick piece of bread in the basket on the left. The bread was white, like a cloud in the sky! On the right It holds a large glass of wine, and the glass is as big as a wooden barrel for fetching water! In the corner of the house, there is also a fat and oily leg of lamb roasting!"
"Wow!" The villagers exclaimed even louder.
Standing by the side, Alves, who had just finished his first meal, also felt that his saliva was about to flow out.
"Pamela also said that, kneeling on the stone slabs of the castle, the master smiled at him after reading the letter... Listen, the master smiled at him!"
"Wow!" I got the smiling face of the supreme master, and the envious eyes of the villagers could make the small water in the pot boil directly into diving!
"Master even asked him to stand up and talk!"
"Wow!"
"The master also asked how his own farm cattle's injuries are doing!"
"Wow!"
"The master even threw him the meaty bones he just ate!"
"Wow!" "Wow!"
"I didn't throw it to the noble dog of the master, nor did I throw it to the same noble attendant next to me, I threw it to Pamela, and I threw it to the messenger in Akeli Village! This dog!"
"Wow!" "Wow!" "Wow!"
Hearing this, Alves knew the reason for the noise outside the door just now.
"There are still several pieces of meat attached to the bone!"
"Wow!" It seemed that a series of exclamations established a tacit understanding among the villagers, and the exclamations became more orderly and louder.
"After eating the meat, the honorable attendant taught him to break the bone and suck the marrow! This dog!"
"Wow!"
At this time, like most of the surrounding villagers, Alves' saliva finally came out, even more.
After all, the vast majority of villagers have never eaten meat in their life, and they have no idea what meat tastes like.
And he, a well-to-do cowherd in the village of Floran, just one day in the past year, a certain goat fell down the mountain stream and could no longer provide cheese, so the cowherd's family had meat again. The fat and greasy delicacy, the bone-sucking enjoyment, has always made Alves miss from last winter to this summer.
"In the end, this dog should leave after reporting the letter. When the farm officer handed him the letter in person, he actually asked someone to take him to carry two bags of flour! The big bag was given to Rose, and the small bag was given to this dog. !"
"Wow!"
The last exclamation resounded through the sky!
A packet of flour! A whole bag of flour!
For the villagers who are struggling with hunger all day, a whole bag of flour, even a small bag, means that a family of five or six will be full for half a month! That's just a little omnivorous food, and you will really be full and full!
Moreover, in winter or other difficult times, this small bag of flour means even more lives, or even several lives!
These flours even come with a bag! This is the bag of the master's house! How good is the bag of the master's house, even if it is a small bag, if it is tight and packed with some fabric, when the children get married in the future, there will be a very decent robe in the box!
Such a good thing is actually just a reward for the sender!
Even reporting a message can get an unimaginably rich reward, so the person who really treats the cattle will only get the bigger bag and the flour in it
The villagers may not be able to write or have little knowledge, but they are definitely not stupid monkeys in the forest.
At this moment, Alves noticed that the eyes of many villagers suddenly turned red, and they cast extremely eager gazes at him, especially at his son.
"Little Dean, good job!" This is a villager who is purely envious.
"Dean, my mother-in-law delivered the baby when you were born!" This is a villager who seems to be a little innocent beyond envy.
"Dean, be a good helper. You must find a way to steal... Well, you must find a way to get the skill of curing cattle!" This is a certain person who reined in the precipice, and finally remembered the tragic end of stealing a teacher in the village. villagers.
"..."
"Okay, okay, stop making trouble...don't bother, the police will really cause trouble!" The messenger struggled hard, and finally got close to Dean's side. He quickly grabbed the cowherd's eldest son's arm, and shouted to the cowherd's family: "Alves, hey, Alves' wife, and that little guy, hurry up and help... Alves , push them away... little guy, come forward and stop... That woman, hey! That woman! Basket, quickly throw the basket over!"
After a long period of chaos, the messenger and the eldest son of the cowherd finally broke through the siege and ran up the path leading to the outside of the village.
When he was approaching the corner of the trail, Dean turned his head. His father, mother, and younger brother, who were working together with his parents to stop the villagers, all turned their heads to look at him as if they were in the same heart.
The three faces covered with mud and sweat were full of deep concern and deep reluctance.
Holding the basket tightly, Dean rubbed his eyes vigorously, as if this would stop the soreness.
After a while, Dean turned around abruptly, followed the messenger who never urged him, and left the small village where he had lived for more than ten years along the winding path.
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The messenger was very enthusiastic. He had just left the village not far away. After confirming that there was absolutely no third person around, the messenger pulled out a few strips of cloth that he had prepared and wrapped them around his and Dean's calves.
Then it took a long time to choose two branches with strange forks, and taught Dean how to use this kind of crutch to test the foothold in front of him, and drive away the snakes and insects in the bushes and grass.
Dean knew that these two methods that would definitely help him relax a lot, as well as the several points to pay attention to when walking a long distance that the messenger reminded him one after another, must be the unique skills passed down from generation to generation by the messenger.
The scene at the fork near his home in the morning made Dean understand the purpose of the messenger to help him. Dean solemnly promised that he would never tell anyone else about it. I'm sorry, but I didn't stop him. As if he was relieved, he quietly asked Dean to make a promise.
When the sun finally rose, Dean climbed halfway up the mountain, and the village had already disappeared a few corners ahead. At this time, behind him was the last piece of land where some traces of human activities could still be vaguely found, and his In front of you, there are dense forests and endless mountains.
The mountain is very peaceful, except for the rustling of the leaves in the breeze from time to time, and the faint sound of birds in the distance, there is no other movement. It seems that only you and the messenger walking in front of you are left in the whole world .
Just like that, carrying a small basket and full of longings, the eldest son of a cowherd from Floran gradually disappeared into the rolling mountains.
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