Puhua Town is not far from the capital city of Darui, only more than 20 miles away. Because there are many merchants passing by, it is considered a prosperous place. In the past few days, residents and merchants have said that a strange man has come to the town. He He walks around the city humming songs that no one has heard of all day long, and the way he stares at other people's children is even more hair-raising.
"Shitou, come back here!" A young woman grabbed her collar and dragged her child back into the yard, and slapped the child on the forehead: "Didn't I tell you not to talk to that person? If you don't listen to me anymore, mother If so, be careful if someone abducts you!"
This person who is almost as famous as Zhang Liao, who "made the three-year-old children in Jiangdong famous for not crying at night" is Xiao Jing.
With the travel expenses funded by the kind people in Lezhou, he took Dong Huaiyuan straight to Ruidu and settled in Puhua Town. Originally, he planned to check the situation before entering the city; unfortunately, he couldn't withstand Xiaoyuan's attack. After persistent pursuit, I finally decided to take my children to the capital to see it.
The day they went there was a festival, and there were crowds of people everywhere in the city. At a roadside, Xiao Jing stopped to cheer for a salesman, and when he turned around, Xiao Yuan disappeared.
Where did this naughty kid go?
Finding someone in a second-tier city like Lezhou is a matter of luck, let alone a metropolis like Ruidu. Xiao Jing searched for several times but found no one. He wanted to repeat his old trick, but the whole city was filled with eager patrol officers and soldiers. This is no fun at all.
"I finally lost you in the crowd!"
Xiao Jing roared and pushed open the creaking wooden door. He carried a straw pole on his shoulder, and the pole was filled with bright red...candied haws.
A few days ago, he didn't have much money left. After thinking about it carefully, he had already moved from an inn to a big car shop. It would be really ugly if the big car shop was kicked out again.
So, he bought paper and pen and wrote letters for people on the street. He squeezed out a little more money from the remaining money and started to buy materials to make candied haws.
After time travel, Xiao Jing had seen a lot of candied haws sellers when he was reading novels. However, his method of selling candied haws was different: every time he sold one, he would take out a piece of paper with words written on it and wrap it in his hand. This place is euphemistically called "this way it won't stick"; the real purpose is only known to him.
As for respecting writing paper and so on... I'm so poor that I really can't care about it!
Thanks to his tireless efforts to walk through the streets, there are fewer and fewer people who regard him as a bad guy like the young woman above.
"Brother, are you back?" A silver-haired old man was chopping firewood in the yard. When he saw him coming in, he raised his head and said hello with a smile.
"Well, I'm back." Xiao Jing walked up and grabbed the ax in three steps: "Just rest and let me chop the firewood!"
"Old man, I still have some strength. There is no reason to let guests do this kind of thing." The old man laughed and grabbed the ax handle: "Besides, I saw that I was born into a wealthy family, and I haven't done much since I was a child. This rough job almost broke my foot last time, so I'll do it."
Xiao Jing's face turned red. When he was looking for a place to live but was turned down everywhere, the old man named Wei kindly took him in and let him stay. Although the old man's son was a businessman who often traveled far away, the house at home was empty. But he still felt very sorry.
"You keep this money." He took out a few pennies from his arms and gave it to the old man: "Now that I can earn some money, I really can't live in your house for nothing and eat and drink."
"I can't do it, I can't do it." Mr. Wei quickly refused: "I said I don't want money, so I don't want money. Besides, little brother, you helped a lot by fetching water and sweeping the yard, right?"
Xiao Jingcai was not polite to others, so he pushed the money back again.
After giving in like this for a long time, the old man grinned helplessly, showing his yellowed teeth: "That's it, I'll accept the money. I've worked hard too, let's add another dish later."
The extra vegetables that Mr. Wei mentioned were actually adding a stir-fried green vegetable. However, for a family like his, it is already quite good to be able to do this.
Xiao Jing had experienced famine and knew what it felt like to be hungry, so he had long forgotten all the pretentious problems in his previous life, such as "having sex without meat".
He was holding the steamed bun in one hand and chopsticks in the other. Except for giving way to Mr. Wei when moving the chopsticks, his original gentleness in his eating appearance was gone, and he looked like a disaster victim.
Seeing that Xiao Jing was about to choke, the old man smiled and scooped up a bowl of water and handed it to him. The old woman disappeared a few years ago, and his son was away from home for more than half the year. There was such a person at home who could accompany him.
Talking is pretty good too.
While I was eating, the courtyard door was suddenly pushed open. A servant-looking man came in, looked around for a few times, and then pulled his neck and shouted: "Old Wei's head, Old Wei's head!"
"Here you are!" Old Wei Tou hurriedly ran into the yard: "Xiao Dongzi, it's you. It's not easy for you to come here. Why don't you come in and sit down?"
"I'm here to convey a message, not to reminisce about the past." Xiao Dongzi hummed unnaturally: "The master said that he has other uses for this yard and wants to take it back. I'll give you ten days to find another one.
Let’s stay.”
"What?" Old Wei's face turned pale immediately. If he moved out, where could he live?
"Xiao Dongzi, can we have a discussion?" His voice was trembling a little: "I have been working for the master for so many years, and this is the end of the world. I can't do this!"
Xiao Dongzi looked a little unbearable, but he still kept a straight face: "It's useless to tell me. If you have anything to say, you can tell the master."
"Let's go, then go find the master!" Old Wei was a little excited. He was always energetic and could not even walk smoothly.
Xiao Jing thought for a while, then turned around and took out a stack of written papers from the cabinet and put them away, then quickly followed the old man's footsteps. Since arriving at Da Rui Dynasty, he has never had a few days of rest. It's not easy for him to have a rest.
After finding a place to live, the owner was about to be kicked out again.
Whether it's for the simple and kind-hearted old Wei Tou or for myself who is about to live on the street again, we can't just sit idly by!
Mr. Shao's residence was at the other end of the town. When they arrived at the side door, Xiao Dongzi led Old Wei in, while Xiao Jing could only wait outside.
After less than a stick of incense, Old Wei's head came out. His face became extremely gray, as if he had grown older all of a sudden; he was muttering something in his mouth, and he didn't even take two steps.
He sat down on the ground.
Xiao Jing hurried up and asked a few questions, but the old man's eyes were fixed and he didn't answer any questions. He had no choice but to say a few words of comfort, then went straight to the door that had just been closed and knocked hard.
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"Who are you?" A servant stuck his head out and looked at Old Wei, who was sitting on the ground, and then at Xiao Jing: "Are you Old Wei's son?"
"No, no, I just make soy sauce..." Duang!
The door slammed shut, and the servant inside yelled: "Just go ahead and make your own soy sauce. What are you doing here!"
Xiao Jing touched his head with his hand. He couldn't change his language habit for a while.
He persevered and knocked on the door again. After a while, the servant appeared again with an angry face: "What are you doing? Is this to amuse me? Brothers..."
"Brother, don't be anxious!" Xiao Jing covered his mouth: "I am a guest staying in Old Wei Tou's yard. I want to see your master for something. Please tell me, brother."
As he spoke, he took out a few pennies and stuffed them into the servant's hand, and then let go of his mouth.
It’s over, I don’t have money to buy paper tomorrow, what should I do?
For the sake of Brother Kong Fang, the servant finally stopped shouting and his expression softened a little. He looked Xiao Jing up and down for a while and said disdainfully: "Who can see my master whenever he wants?"
Old Wei, who had been sitting there for a long time, suddenly regained his composure. He stood up and grabbed Xiao Jing's arm: "Brother, this matter has nothing to do with you, so don't go looking for me. If you get beaten up by me again,
, what should we do?”
He freed up a hand to wipe away his tears and stamped his feet vigorously: "As for the house, I just have to figure it out. If you continue to do bad things, I will feel sorry for you even more!"
"Don't worry, what can happen to me?" Xiao Jing smiled and took out a piece of paper and gave it to the servant, then turned back to Mr. Wei and said: "You go back first, I will go find you when I see you.
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The servant on the side was illiterate and fiddled with the paper repeatedly: "What is this?"
"Brother, please give this paper to your master." Xiao Jing said with his hands in his waist, "If the master doesn't want to see me after reading it, then I will leave immediately."
Nonsense. If you don’t want to leave, why don’t you hold the door tightly and wait for someone to beat you away with a big stick?
The suspicious servant said "Oh" and looked at Xiao Jing as if he were a pitiful creature before closing the door and going to communicate.
Once he left, it was time to burn incense again. Old Wei was concerned about Xiao Jing and refused to leave. The old man and the young boy waited by the door with big eyes and small eyes.
Chapter completed!