After putting on his coat, Dongzhang stepped out of his home, which he had not been out of for several months.
It’s really lively. There are jugglers and entertainers on the street. Maybe it’s approaching the Spring Festival, and there are a lot of peasant women setting up stalls to buy things on the street. Maybe they want to have a good year, and the chickens and ducks at home are fat, so they want to sell them.
A good price.
Then the family buys their favorite New Year goods and celebrates the New Year happily. The boss knows that they are all descendants of China. Everyone has a special feeling for the Spring Festival in their hearts, and every household attaches great importance to it.
Although Dongzhang spends the Spring Festival alone every year, seeing the genuinely happy smiles of the children on the streets makes Dongzhang warm up in his heart.
Looking at the candied haws hawkers walking down the street from time to time, a group of children must be following behind every shout. It is conceivable that regardless of this life and the next, the temptation of candied haws to children is still infinite.
With his pocket in his pocket, Dongzhang stopped the vendor selling candied haws. Because of his martial arts practice, although Dongzhang was only fourteen years old, he seemed to be over one and a half meters tall. Although he was not tall, he stood tall.
It still brings inexplicable pressure to ordinary people's hearts.
Looking at the impressive Dongzhang, the candied haws hawker also asked politely: "Brother, do you want to buy candied haws?"
"Yes, I want them all."
Looking at the group of little boys and girls behind him who were quietly licking their lips, Dong Zhang said to the vendor with a smile.
"Okay, thank you, sir. Thank you, sir. I'll wrap it up for you."
A rich man bought out the candied haws at once, which meant that the vendors could rush home very early to reunite with their families, instead of having to brave the cold wind and walk around the town shouting. How could this not be true?
The hawker was overjoyed, but just when he was about to take out the candied haws one by one and pack them for Dongzhang, Dongzhang spoke.
"Don't even wrap it up, I bought the whole stick."
After saying that, he threw a tael of silver to the hawker. When the hawker took the silver in a panic, Dongzhang had naturally taken the candied haws stick in the hawker's hand and put it on his shoulder. He turned around and looked down at the one in front of him.
A little girl about three or four years old asked her with a smile:
"Want to eat?"
"want."
Followed by a dozen or so childish voices of agreement, the little girl in front seemed a little timid and didn't dare to speak. When he saw that all his friends had spoken, he opened his mouth hesitantly.
Say so.
Hahaha.
Looking at the cute and shy little girl in front of him, Dongzhang really laughed out loud. Children are the most sincere and pure. There are no twists and turns in the adult world. He casually took out a candied haws.
, Dongzhang handed the candied haws to the little girl: "I'll treat you to it."
"Thank you, brother."
The little girl was slightly frightened by the candied haws that Dongzhang suddenly handed over. Looking at Dongzhang's sincere smile, she timidly reached out and took the candied haws. Then she politely thanked Dongzhang and walked aside to lick it happily and intently.
I picked up the candied haws in my hand.
Ha, looking at the little girl with a happy expression, Zhang Dong couldn't help but think of future generations. On the day of graduation, he thought he was leaving hell. In fact, after he entered society, he realized that what he left back then was heaven.
Seeing the innocent smile of the little girl in front of him, Dongzhang himself felt happy from the bottom of his heart, and then continued to ask the eager children in front of him: "What about you, do you want to eat?"
"want!!"
"Yes, thank you brother."
They answered in unison, and some clever little ghosts even thanked Dongzhang in advance, which made Dongzhang himself laugh silently. It turns out that a child's happiness is so simple. After he was done with the gang of little devils in front of him, Dongzhang laughed silently.
Only then did my husband realize that the candied haws hawker was quietly waiting behind him.
"Eh? Are you okay?"
Seeing Dongzhang's question, the hawker carefully took out the remaining change and said to Dongzhang: "This is the remaining change for my young husband."
But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Dongzhang waving his hand: "No need to look for it. Judging from your age, you must have children at home. This is the New Year, and the rest can be used as snacks for your children.
Bar."
After saying that, he was carrying the remaining candied haws on his shoulders and was about to leave, but he thought of something else, so he turned back and came to the hawker. Just when the hawker thought that Dongzhang regretted it and wanted to get the remaining money back.
But Dongzhang took off a candied haws on his shoulder and handed it to the vendor: "Take it back and give it to your children. Look, everyone else has one."
After saying that, he left without looking back. He looked deeply at Dong Zhang's back, and the hawker also hurried back to his home with a little excitement.
Dongzhang, on the other hand, carried the remaining candied haws on his shoulders and continued walking around the streets. When he saw a novel stall, he went up to join in the fun. If he was not interested, he hurried past. When he saw a child, he took off a candied haws.
With a stunned look on his face, the child said, "It's for you." and walked away.
Then there was such a strange scene on the street. A young man carried a stick with candied haws on his shoulder, followed by a group of laughing and playing children. Each of them held a candied haws in their hands and licked it happily, which made everyone laugh.
The passers-by watching were all secretly curious, which scene was this being played?
By the time Dongzhang reached the end of the street, all the candied haws on his shoulders had been distributed, and the group of follower children had all disappeared. Looking at the sky, it was already evening.
At this time, those little brats might get their butts smashed if they don't go home for dinner. The number of pedestrians on the street has gradually become visibly less, and most of the stall owners are already packing up their stalls and preparing to go home.
Dongzhang casually placed the stick with candied haws on a wall and continued walking forward. Just as he was about to leave the town, Dongzhang heard the tinkling sound of iron and looked at a man not far away.
The interior scene of the small shop was full of fire, and Dongzhang also walked over curiously.
It is winter now, and people outside are wrapping themselves in thick cotton winter coats. But here, Dongzhang saw a middle-aged man with no clothes on his upper body, just a piece of leather hanging on his chest. Look
He puffed and pushed the bellows, and the hot air came out one after another with his movements.
Because Dongzhang himself had practiced the Nine Yang Manual to the point of being invulnerable to cold and heat, Dongzhang didn't feel anything bad during the heat wave that the big man felt was scorching. He looked at the walls of the room covered with all kinds of swords, guns, swords and halberds.
Dongzhang walked straight to one of the long swords, took it out with his left hand, and flicked the sword's edge with his right finger, which instantly made a buzzing echo.
"Good sword."
After complimenting the big man casually, Dongzhang turned to look at the big man who had stopped moving and asked: "What's the price of a fine steel sword you have here?"
"Of course it depends on how long and wide you want it to be before I can set the price."
"The sword body is three feet three, and there is no sword grid."
The big man raised his eyebrows and asked again: "Wu Jian Ge?"
Dongzhang also looked at the big man calmly, nodded and responded: "Well, it's the Wuge Sword."