He especially likes to wave his hands, but the people next to him hate it the most.
Hearing this, he patted his hand: "Brother Sun! Are you going or not? If you don't go, then it's our choice!"
"Not going."
"This is a big deal. From now on, whether we go south or north, it depends on this person tonight!"
"That's you, not me."
"you……"
"I'm just a loser," Sun San waved his hand again, "Let's go quickly, don't stay with a loser like me."
Hearing this, he finally became angry and stood up: "Let me tell you why your wife ran away! You deserve your wife to run away. You are such a loser. Brother Sun, I treat you as a brother."
You are so sincere, you are really, really...yes, you are a fucking waste!"
Hearing this, he turned around and ran away.
Sun San didn't feel angry at all and continued to watch the refugees passing by one by one.
Finally, he silently raised his head and looked towards the farthest mountainside.
The lights over there have dimmed.
He had been to this Taoist temple more than once, so he knew it was a Taoist temple.
In fact, it's really unfair, Sun San thought. They were displaced and homeless, but here, the earth temple Taoist temple halfway up the mountain still had incense.
They are both from Youzhou and Congxin, so why is there such a big difference?
Early the next morning, it started to rain mistily, and the thick wetness made everything feel a little wilted.
Two neatly dressed girls carried baskets early and walked along the rippled river to find Xia Zhaoyi.
The only sound in the yard was a man's snoring, which came from the house, quite rough, like thunder.
"Ah Li?" Lin Shuanglan looked around in the courtyard.
"This snoring is too loud..." Bai Wuniang said in a low voice.
Zhi Changle came out when he heard the commotion, signaled Lin Shuanglan to be quiet, and pointed to Lao Tong's bedroom: "He stood out all night last night and was asleep. Don't make any noise."
"...Oh," Lin Shuanglan nodded, "What about Miss Ali?"
"Going to the back mountain, what do you want to do with her?"
"Going to the back mountain so early? What's wrong with Miss Ali?"
"Let's get started," Zhi Changle went back to the kitchen, "I'll make something here and send it to her later. If you have anything to say, just tell me and I'll send you a message along the way."
"Starting work so quickly!"
Zhi Changle didn't answer and continued to be busy in the kitchen.
Lin Shuanglan walked in and looked at the array curiously. Unexpectedly, the other party was very skilled.
The kitchen is fully stocked with pots and pans, left behind by the old couple.
At around nine o'clock this morning, before Zhan Jiuye went back to bed, he specifically asked others to bring food.
The gift was very generous. The pig had just been slaughtered in the village yesterday, and Mr. Zhan Jiu directly sent his share, including two huge pig legs.
Seeing Lin Shuanglan come in, Zhi Changle didn't want to cause unnecessary suspicion and trouble, so he took the initiative to mention that the pork legs and the vegetables and fruits on the wooden cupboard were all gifts from Master Zhan Jiu.
Lin Shuanglan was stunned: "Uncle Jiu is possessed by something evil..."
"What did you say?" Zhi Changle was unhappy.
"No, no, I didn't mean to say anything bad about Miss Ali," Lin Shuanglan said hurriedly, "It's just that Uncle Jiu clearly wanted to drive Miss Ali away before, but in the blink of an eye he..."
Zhi Changle glanced at her, turned around, and continued working.
Lin Shuanglan was a little embarrassed.
Bai Wuniang stood outside the door. Seeing Lin Shuanglan's embarrassment, she bravely came in and stood beside Lin Shuanglan to accompany her.
Lin Shuanglan couldn't help but smile, she bent her lower lip at her and looked up at Zhi Changle.
She is not a spoiled person, but over the years in the village, everyone has been very kind to her, and she has never seen anyone so rude.
"Miss Ah Li, she is much more approachable than you..." Lin Shuanglan said.
"Ah Li is a good person." Zhi Changle didn't look back and cut into the bones with the kitchen knife, making a chopping sound.
"How long have you been with Miss Ali?"
"It's been many years." Zhi Changle didn't like numbers and was too lazy to calculate the year.
"Oh..." Lin Shuanglan didn't know what to say.
Zhi Changle cut the meat, put it aside to soak in hot water, and then went to collect firewood under the stove.
Lin Shuanglan walked a few steps to take a look, and Bai Wuniang on the side followed suit.
This is the first time they have watched a man cook so close. He is very skilled at cutting the vegetables quickly and neatly. The pot on the side is already hot. His movements are smooth and smooth. When he is done, he stir-fries the ingredients and puts them in.
Ingredients, then pour hot water, it looks like you are going to make noodle soup.
"Did you cook all the meals for Miss Ah Li?" Lin Shuanglan couldn't help but ask again.
"No way, Lao Tong likes to do it and doesn't give me a chance," Zhi Changle replied, "I can't compete with him, so he usually does it."
...you still have to fight to do it.
Lin Shuanglan thought she heard something incredible.
"Then, how much salary does Miss Ah Li give you each month?" Bai Wuniang asked in a low voice.
Zhi Changle paused for a moment, then suddenly turned around: "I said, what are you doing? If you have anything to do with Ah Li, just talk to her, and I'll send you a message. If it's not convenient for you to let me know, you can send someone to tell her, or go
The Taoist temple is waiting for her. If nothing happens, you go quickly and don't hinder me anymore!"
"..."
Lin Shuanglan and Bai Wuniang came out of the house.
The rain became heavier in the sky, and the two girls held an umbrella together and stood at the gate outside the courtyard.
"What Ah Li said was that if she wasn't busy, she would teach me," Lin Shuanglan lowered her head and looked at the pen and paper in the basket, "But I think Ah Li looks like she will be very busy."
"A man with such an eccentric temperament as Mr. Zhan Jiu actually changed his attitude towards Miss Ali in a few hours..." Bai Wuniang whispered.
"It's said in the book that the temperament will be different depending on what's in the stomach." Lin Shuanglan couldn't remember.
"It's because of the poetry and calligraphy in her belly." Bai Wuniang said.
"Yes, that's it."
"Then let's go to the back mountain and have a look?"
Lin Shuanglan thought for a while, then turned back and looked towards the small courtyard.
The aroma of noodle soup came from the kitchen, it smelled quite good and made people greedy.
I have never smelled this aroma of a dish in a place before, and it makes me want to eat it.
"He is too fierce," Bai Wuniang said again, "We can't go with him. How about we change the date? Miss A Li will always rest."
Lin Shuanglan nodded, and in the middle of the nod, she shook her head again: "No, who said that when you study with Ali, you have to learn to write?"
"That……"
"Ah Li is so good, she can teach us more than just writing. In this way, I will go see what Ah Li is busy with, and I will learn from her!" Lin Shuanglan handed the basket in her hand to Bai Wuniang, "You can help me take it back.
, I’ll go to the mountain to find Ah Li!”
Bai Wuniang didn't answer: "I don't really want to go back, otherwise, let's go together."
