Chapter 1160 The Pain of Losing a Child, the Blood of a Brave Man

Fangzheng smiled and said, "Then I have to try it out."

Seeing that Fangzheng didn't mind and was still in high spirits, Jixiang and Jihan breathed a sigh of relief, as if they were afraid of neglecting Fangzheng, a guest.

Fangzheng is very satisfied with this. Sometimes, it doesn't matter what the dish is, but the heart is the most important.

But as soon as the ground tofu entered the mouth, Fangzheng gave him a thumbs up. The taste was the original taste, just the fragrance of bean curd. But it is this original fragrance that is hard to get in the outside world.

The staple food of the Laku people is also rice, but Jihan made porridge in the morning, and Fangzheng didn't know what Jihan put in. The porridge was green and sticky, but it tasted delicious. With some sour radish heads, the radish is only the size of a thumb, white as jade, crunchy, sour, very appetizing.

Fangzheng didn't eat the other dishes, especially the chicken plate, which was full of peppers. Fangzheng silently recited Amitabha after looking at it.

Seeing Fangzheng's frightened look, Jixiang pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Brother Changfeng, in our Lakuu tribe, in fact, no dish can be separated from chili. But I think you didn't eat chili last night, so I made it I ordered the one without chili, I never thought you would really not eat it..."

When Ji Han heard this, he was surprised and said: "Don't eat chili? How can you live without chili? You can't eat this meal."

Fangzheng said: "Huaxia's dishes are sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, salty, and smelly. People love all kinds of tastes. It's not surprising that you don't eat spicy food. It seems that you Laku people can eat spicy food very well."

Ji Han chuckled and said, "Uncle Tie said that the hot peppers of the Laku tribe are the oil of the Han people. It means that for the Laku tribe, chili peppers are the same as the oil of the Han people. If you don't put chili peppers, you can't eat."

After Fang Zheng listened, he was amazed, and at the same time, he was proud of China's multi-ethnic culture. It seems that if any nation takes it out, their culture has its own characteristics and can light up a corner of the world.

But after hearing the words Uncle Tie, Fangzheng thought of the bag of money and Li Xi again, and his original good mood disappeared.

Fangzheng didn't say a word, and the siblings didn't say much. After a quick meal, Fangzheng packed up his things and finally went to find Uncle Tie.

"It's Changfeng, why do you have time to sit here?" Uncle Tie was tinkering with his stove early in the morning. Uncle Tie's surname was not Tie, but Li. Fangzheng didn't know the surname of the Raku tribe either. Uncle Tie's nickname comes from the fact that he is the only blacksmith in the village. However, as Uncle Tie got older, he couldn't wield a hammer anymore. In addition, the agricultural tools sold outside were cheap and easy to use, so he stopped selling iron tools for money.

But after a lifetime of craftsmanship, Uncle Tie is still reluctant to let go. He tinkers with the bellows and touches the hammer every day to pass the time.

Fangzheng said: "Uncle Tie, I know Li Xi."

Uncle Tie was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "So it's Xizi's friend! Let me tell you why you are so eye-catching. Come on, come and sit down quickly. Tell me how Xizi is doing outside. It's been a long time I haven't sent a letter home."

While Uncle Tie was talking, a little girl ran out of the room. The little girl was wearing shofar braids, and she was very cute. As soon as the little girl came, she hugged Uncle Tie's leg, and then looked at Fangzheng with a little fear.

Fangzheng smiled at her, and she hid behind Uncle Tie in fright.

Then a woman walked out of the room, and the woman smiled and said, "Niuzi, come back quickly, don't disturb Grandpa talking to the guests."

Niuzi didn't leave, the woman ran over, smiled apologetically at Fangzheng, picked up Niuzi and went to play next door.

Seeing the mother and daughter walking out, Fangzheng's heart was even heavier. He knows that the Laku people here are different from those outside. The Laku people outside already have their own economic system, whether it is tourism or other things, they can sit on an equal footing with other ethnic groups.

But the Laku people here still live the life passed down from their ancestors. But with the exodus of young people, they have been unable to continue hunting. Many families, in fact, rely on the clan members who go out to work to support their families.

Uncle Tie's family, Li Xi is the pillar of the family, and now the pillar of the family has collapsed, this...

"Did something happen to Xi Zi?" After all, Uncle Tie is someone who has been here. Although he is old, his brain is not old. Seeing Fangzheng's hesitation and hesitation, he already guessed a bit. The smile on his face turned serious, with deep worry in the seriousness.

Fangzheng nodded and said, "Hmm..."

Then Fangzheng didn't know what he said. When he walked out of Uncle Tie's house, only Uncle Tie's piercing eyes were left in his eyes, and the expression disappeared instantly, leaving bitterness in his eyes! There were no tears, no crying, but the silent eyes made Fangzheng even more uncomfortable.

At this moment, Li Xi's wife came back with Niuzi in her arms, greeted Fang Zheng with a smile, and invited Fang Zheng to their house for dinner. Fangzheng declined bitterly, and the other party looked puzzled.

But it didn't take long for Uncle Tie's house to hear mournful cries. The cries tore apart the tranquility of the Laku people, and everyone who cried felt pain in their hearts.

"Brother Chang, Brother Li?" Ji Han ran into Fangzheng's room and asked with disbelief.

Fangzheng nodded.

Jihan and Jixiang's tears flowed down instantly, and Jixiang cried: "How is it possible? Brother Li is such a good person, he even gave me cake last year... Woooo..."

Fangzheng didn't speak, the tragedy had already happened, he was thinking about how to prevent this tragedy from happening again!

On this day, the whole village was completely silent...

Until nightfall, Fangzheng suddenly heard the sound of Lusheng coming from outside, the sound was so small that ordinary people could barely hear it. But Fangzheng's ears are so powerful, he can hear clearly.

Fangzheng pushed the door out, followed the direction of the sound, and walked into a bamboo forest. Fangzheng saw a white-haired old man sitting there, blowing the lusheng to the northeast, as if he was calling for something...

Fangzheng took a closer look, this white-haired old man was indeed Uncle Tie!

Uncle Tie, all his hair turned white in one day! The wrinkles on the face are also like a knife and axe, which makes people feel distressed!

He closed his eyes and played the Lusheng. Fangzheng could feel his pain, his longing, but it was more of a call!

Fangzheng subconsciously wanted to open a dream, so that Uncle Tie could see his son in his dream, and his dream would come true. But the moment he raised his hand, Fangzheng put it down... A dream is a dream, if you can't let go, there will be more pain after the dream.

Of course, Fangzheng can ask Li Xi to coax the old man in a dream...but what about after that?

The most important thing is that in the melody of Lusheng, Fang Zheng not only heard the pain, but also a spirit, a brave, fearless, and strong spirit!