Shiqiao Village is no longer the Shiqiao Village of the past.

Even Gu Qing clearly felt that it was different from before. When he first woke up in this strange world, after taking care of Ding Erlang, he took a first look at the world. The surrounding villagers had nothing to do with themselves and looked at them from a distance.

It was lively, with smiles on their faces, but Gu Qing could see that their hearts were numb, just like the onlookers who watched beheadings in Mr. Lu Xun's works.

Gu Qing did not blame them, because they were just strangers. He had never had any expectations for strangers, and the strangers did not live up to his expectations. They were indeed not worthy of his expectations.

Later, Gu Qing conquered the Ding brothers with his fists and established his prestige in Shiqiao Village. The villagers began to respect him. After a person establishes prestige in the group, he will find that he has many more social contacts. As long as he goes out and encounters

When you visit the villagers, you will receive their sincere salutes and extremely awkward chats. The word "awe" has become a label firmly attached to Gu Qing.

Gu Qing doesn't mind what labels others put on him. In fact, he still treats the villagers as strangers and doesn't need to put too much personal emotion into strangers.

However, the villagers' impression of Gu Qing gradually changed.

Gu Qing eradicated the village tyrants and built a pottery kiln. Gu Qing invited the villagers to work in the pottery kiln and paid them remuneration to supplement their poor life. Gu Qing even invited the Yang family, the poorest mother and daughter in the village, to cook. For this reason, he

I had to pay more than a dozen people for one meal a day, as well as the Yang family’s mother and daughter’s remuneration...

In fact, Gu Qing had no other intentions at all when he did these things. He eradicated the village tyrants just because they provoked him. He built the pottery kiln just because he wanted to make money to buy meat. He hired people to work because the production of the pottery kiln could not be delayed. Everything.

It's just that Gu Qingshun did it out of his heart, but in the eyes of the villagers, these are all good deeds.

Regardless of his starting point, Gu Qing actually gave everyone in Shiqiao Village a better life.

The villagers no longer worry about food and clothing. The food they grow is not enough. They can still use their labor to earn money to buy food. They can even afford meat and new clothes.

Gu Qing's unintentional actions changed a village.

However, Gu Qing is still Gu Qing, he has not changed. In his previous life, he has seen a lot of warmth and warmth in human beings, and has personally experienced the good and evil in people's hearts. He is still wary of others, like a wandering little beast that has lost its way, instinctively rejecting everything that comes to it.

A kind hand.

The weather is a bit sultry, and the hot summer evening breeze carries a bit of coolness.

After Gu Qing had eaten, he sat slumped in the yard, looking up at the sky in a daze. You don't have to think about anything when you are in a daze. Letting your mind empty and wasting time in a blank space is not a blessing in life.

Summer is almost over. Maybe you should go shopping in Qingcheng County and buy yourself some winter clothes. If you have money, buy some paper and pens for Song Gensheng. Scholars like to write and draw. Paper and pens these days are a luxury.

His own father couldn't afford the luxury goods, so Gu Qing had no choice but to take on this heavy responsibility.

There was a knock on the door of his house. The knock was so soft that Gu Qing could hear the caution through the door.

It was definitely not Song Gensheng. After that guy discovered that Gu Qing didn't beat people easily, he gradually became more courageous. He never knocked on the door when entering or leaving Gu's house, and he truly felt at home.

So it was not Song Gensheng who knocked on the door at this moment.

"Push the door open and come in." Gu Qing was paralyzed in the middle of the yard without moving, not even bothering to raise his eyelids. He had just eaten and was a little sleepy.

The door was pushed open, and Feng Aweng walked in with a cane.

Feng Aweng's face was much rosier than before. It was obvious that he had been living a good life recently. With his age and disabled body, it was naturally impossible for him to work in a pottery kiln. But who said he was a highly respected old man in the village? Gu Qing saw that he was living alone.

He was pitiful and ordered the Yang family's mother and daughter to prepare meals every day and leave a portion for Feng Aweng.

After selling several batches of pottery kilns, Gu Qing's income gradually increased. Yesterday he counted his savings and found that he had as much money as usual. This is a huge sum of money. Carrying it in your arms can bring you wind when you walk. Take care of an old man.

The meal is nothing.

Feng Aweng was very polite when he came to the house today, and actually had a gift in his hand.

Walking to the middle of the yard with difficulty on crutches, Feng Aweng placed the gift on the short table, sat on the futon, and gently beat his legs.

Gu Qing glanced at the short table. Feng Aweng had brought some dried fruits. Gu Qing was really confused. What did bringing dried fruits mean? Are you coming to the zoo to see the Monkey King?

Seeing Gu Qing's confused face, Feng Aweng smiled: "Silly boy, have you forgotten about the holidays today?"

"What festival?"

"Mid-Autumn Festival. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, you need to worship the moon. After worshiping the moon, you can admire the moon. It's a big festival, so I don't dare to neglect it. You live alone. I know you must have dealt with it carelessly. I brought you some sacrifices. I will worship the moon god.

If you want to be sincere, how can you be sincere when worshiping God with empty hands?"

Gu Qing suddenly realized that people in the Tang Dynasty had to worship the moon god during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Compared with forcing others to call them dad, this ritual was obviously more mysterious and advanced, and it felt very powerful.

"Where are the mooncakes? Don't you want to eat mooncakes?" Gu Qing asked curiously.

Feng Aweng was stunned: "What is a 'moon cake'?"

Gu Qing made a gesture: "It's round, made of flour, and has stuffing inside. It can be bean paste or lotus seed paste. Anyway, you can't have it with five kernels, otherwise you will be the sworn enemy."

Feng Aweng was confused: "The old man has never heard of 'moon cakes'. He vaguely remembers that people in the south eat Taishi cakes during the Mid-Autumn Festival. It is said to commemorate Wen Zhong, the Taishi of the Shang Dynasty..."

Mid-Autumn Festival without mooncakes is soulless.

But Gu Qing didn't care. He was used to being lonely in his previous life. Basically, he spent all festivals alone. Gradually, he no longer had any concept of festivals. For him, every day was lonely, especially festivals.

Of course, basic social etiquette is still required.

"Thank you Feng Aweng." Gu Qing smiled and thanked him.

Feng Aweng seemed to have no intention of leaving. Instead, he sat on the futon with his legs stretched out and looked sideways at Gu Qing, his eyes full of pity and guilt.

"You've been spending the holidays alone these past few years, right?"

Gu Qing smiled and said nothing.

Feng Aweng sighed: "Our village is too poor. It's so poor that we can't provide food and clothing, and it's so poor that people are indifferent. Your parents left you and left. I don't know how much bullying you have suffered since you were a child, but we adults can't take care of it."

, there are too many orphans in the village, and the adults can't even protect themselves. How can they care about others, Gu Qing, don't hate us, we are not bad, we are just hungry for a long time, and we have forgotten how to be a human being..."

Gu Qing smiled gently: "I don't hate it."

Feng Aweng sighed again: "This is the first time you have fought back against the Ding brothers. I guess you really can't bear it anymore. In fact, the whole village is very happy that you were suddenly enlightened by God. It is precisely because of your dramatic change in temperament that we

I have a good life, all thanks to you, but the better the life, the more guilty everyone feels towards you. Many folks are hating themselves. Why haven’t they taken more care of you in these years? When you were bullied
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