But Su led the two down to the foot of the mountain. These mountains were not very high and were relatively gentle, so it didn't take much effort to walk.
After walking a while at the foot of the mountain, we saw a wide open plain with small huts scattered around, with lights shining from them. In front of each hut were some raw stones, chopped into pieces by axes.
These local villagers, lacking the cutting tools used by merchants and officials, would take home stones they deemed valuable but couldn't sell, split them with axes, and sell even the smallest fragments to make small pieces of jewelry, thus earning some food.
The night is now quite deep, with a bright moon hanging in the sky, and not a cloud in the sky, making the scenery between heaven and earth clearly visible.
As Danso passed through the huts, he would greet every villager he saw without hesitation. The villagers were also very welcoming to him. Even though they were worn down by life and their faces were numb, their faces would light up with smiles the moment they saw Danso.
“The villagers all seem to like you quite a bit,” Qiao Lian’er said.
Because of Danso, the villagers looked at the two of them with kindness and acceptance.
But Suo said, "This village has been under pressure from warlords and merchants from other places more than once. They want to drive them out so that there will be no hidden danger of villagers causing trouble."
“Even if the villagers only receive enough to make a living and barely survive, they still feel that the villagers have taken away a lot of things. They think that the villagers have taken away our mountains and our fields, making it impossible for us to grow grain and mulberry. They even think that the little bit of food that is visible under their fingernails is a blessing, and they want to drive us out of this land and leave us to fend for ourselves.”
"Fortunately, I learned multiple languages from a young age. I stood up for the villagers, acted as a translator for the military and wealthy businessmen for free, and even rushed to the front lines when they were fighting against foreign countries or encountering foreign bandits. Only then were they willing to make an exception and let us stay here to eke out a living."
"So the villagers thanked me, and I dared not slack off. I studied the language whenever I had time. Actually, the learning conditions here are limited, but I have a bit of talent in this area. When I was very young, I could easily understand what foreigners were saying from their expressions and actions. As long as I come into contact with a foreigner a few times, I can open up a way to learn."
“I don’t have any other skills, I only have this little bit of knowledge that can make a small contribution to the villagers, so that they can continue to stay on this land and have food to eat. This is my value, and I want to make the most of this value.”
Qiao Lian'er re-examined the fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy. Under the moonlight, a clean smile danced on his dark face, filled with sincerity and enthusiasm. She admitted that she was a profit-driven businesswoman. In the Central Plains, she was single-mindedly pursuing money and power, striving for the glory of her family. She had long been accustomed to the bloodshed and darkness of the high-ranking families, and had unknowingly become much more indifferent.
But at this moment, a sense of respect rose in her heart. In this world, there was such a pure soul who worked for the destitute without asking for anything in return, even risking his life.
"But you're doing translations for free, it's hard to make a living like that, isn't it?"
But Suo still had a smile on his face: "They're afraid my brother and I will starve to death. If I behave well, they'll give us some alms. The villagers will also bring us some surplus grain. If we're frugal, we'll still grow up like this."
"Also, my sister works on the mountain during the day and earns some wages, so it's not a big deal."
You also have a younger sister.
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