Ding Hao was taken aback and lost his voice: "That person is Guangyuan General Cheng Shixiong?"
The old man said: "Exactly."
Ding Hao smiled and said: "Haha, this General Cheng has really never read a book. He doesn't even know about Han Xin."
The old man said disapprovingly: "What can we do if we know Han Xin? Although General Cheng is illiterate, he understands the principles of loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness better than many scholars."
"how do I say this?"
The old man said: "Cheng Taiwei was originally a domestic slave in the old Jin Dynasty general Du Chongwei's house. Du Chongwei was greedy for money, lustful, timid and afraid of death, but he had one good thing. He was very generous to his servants. Cheng Taiwei worked as a house slave in Du's house.
At that time, he was favorably treated by Du Chongwei, and later promoted him to be a bodyguard, which enabled him to learn good martial arts.
Later, the Jin Dynasty fell, and all the male members of the Du family were executed. Cheng Taiwei fled to the Central Plains with his mother on his back, joined the army, and was now a general. General Cheng repaid his kindness and sent people to find the female members of the Du Chongwei family.
All the female members of the Du family had long been used as maids. General Cheng bought back Du Chongwei's first wife and placed the old lady in his own home. He still treated her with the courtesy of a master and did not shy away from suspicion. He established a memorial ceremony for the old master Du Chongwei.
How many people can do such a loyal thing?
Moreover, Taiwei Cheng was extremely filial to his mother. Even though he was a general and commanded tens of thousands of troops, he was a well-known figure outside. But at home, no matter how his mother scolded him, he would never dare to say anything back.
The old man heard from the servants of the Cheng family that although there are many servants in the Cheng family, every day as long as General Cheng is at home, he has to carry water with his own hands and serve his mother to wash her feet and rest. How many high-ranking officials can do such a filial son? "
Ding Hao couldn't help but feel awe after hearing this. A person deserves respect from the bottom of his heart, not based on his words or status, but on whether he is more like a person than others. He should be filial to his mother and loyal to his old master.
A man, whether he is illiterate or not, is a man who is upright and upright.
The two talked all the way and walked around in an alley. Ding Hao was cold and hungry. He squeezed a few pennies in his pocket, then stopped and asked: "Old man, what's wrong with your wontons?"
selling?"
"Old man, a bowl of wontons costs ten cents." The old man carrying the camel load stopped and said.
Ding Hao exclaimed: "Ten cents a bowl? Why is it so expensive?"
The old man smiled and said: "I, Lao Guan, am good at my craftsmanship and the wontons taste authentic. Come and try a bowl. That will ensure that the ingredients are sufficient and the wontons are not deceived."
Ding Hao smiled and said: "Whoever does business always shouts like this, Cheng Cheng Cheng, I am cold and miserable now, let me have a bowl to try."
Old Man Guan smiled and said: "Okay, please sit down for a moment, the wontons will be ready soon."
As he spoke, Old Man Guan put down the camel load. His load was made of bamboo and wood, with the stove on one end and the cargo rack on the other. There were three rows of drawers inside, which contained skins, stuffings, panels, bowls and chopsticks, etc. The top
There are all kinds of condiments, just like a small mobile kitchen.
Now there are wrapped wontons frozen there, each one looks like a little Yuanbao'er. Old man Guan quickly put the wontons into the charcoal pot. The small wontons cooked quickly, and soon the wontons with bulging bellies were ready.
As it rolled on the water, Lao Guan took out a large bowl, scooped out the soup and water, and mixed it with chopped green onion, dried shrimps, seaweed, and sesame oil. The aroma was overflowing.
Ding Hao sniffed and moved his index finger, and couldn't help but praise: "Hey, your skills are really good."
"Well, how dare I ask for ten cents otherwise." Lao Guan proudly handed over the wontons, and then handed over a pair of chopsticks, and said with a smile: "Here, eat it while it's hot, these wontons are delicious."
Ding Hao took the bowl and saw that the wonton skin was as thin as a cicada's wing. You could see the red meat filling inside, plus white and tender chopped green onions, black and purple seaweed, shrimp skin, and sesame oil as toppings. You can smell it and you are not hungry.
I was already salivating, not to mention that I was hungry like thunder at this time. I immediately sat on Lao Guanbei's dumpling, holding the wontons to cool them down, and ate most of them in a short time.
Seeing that he was almost done eating, Lao Guan began to clean up the wonton stall. At this time, a hoarse cry of a child came. A woman in a bloated cotton coat wrapped a child in a blanket and held it in her arms. She hurriedly left the wonton stall.
As he walked by, a green cloth scarf was tied from his forehead to his chin to protect himself from the wind, leaving only a triangular part of his face exposed.
Ding Hao drank the fragrant wonton soup and glanced at her casually. He suddenly felt doubts in his eyes...
The woman was holding a fat, crying boy in her arms. He looked like he was less than two years old and was crying so hard that he was covered in snot and tears. While walking hurriedly, the woman patted the child's buttocks and coaxed: "Good boy, baby."
, don’t cry, mother will cook you vegetables and porridge when you get home soon.”
The child in his arms refused to agree, crying and kicking him. He was wrapped in a felt blanket to protect him from the wind, but it was kicked away at this time, which made the woman very angry, but she didn't do anything.
There's nothing I can do, it's just that it's much more difficult to walk.
Ding Hao originally just glanced casually, but the child kicked the felt blanket loose, revealing the clothes underneath. Ding Hao suddenly felt strange in his heart when he saw it. The little baby was wearing Baijia clothes and a tiger-head hat. He was an ordinary child.
In order to keep their children healthy and safe, most people dress up like this, which is not unusual.
But just like the Ding family sedan driven by Ding Hao, even though the sedan carrying people, regardless of whether they are high or low, has a guardrail, the high or low is reflected in the different materials used. Although this child's clothes and decorations are the same as those of ordinary children,
The materials used are absolutely extraordinary. When he looked up and howled, a chain was exposed around his neck, and a golden longevity lock was exposed on his chest. Even if it was made of copper, copper was very valuable at this time. Such clothing accessories were an important
Can people who feed their babies vegetable porridge during the day buy it?
"Stop!" Ding Hao didn't have time to think about anything. When he saw the woman holding her child hurried past the wonton stall, he immediately stood up with a roar and slammed the wonton bowl onto the stall, which scared Lao Guan.
One jump.
His roar was no less than the roar of the tiger-like black-faced general just now. Even the old people who had nothing to do with him were frightened. How could the woman not be afraid? When Ding Hao roared, the woman was frightened.
His feet staggered and he almost fell to the ground.
"We can't let her go!" Ding Hao thought anxiously and quickly chased after Que.
If he misunderstood others, he would probably be scolded by the child's mother. If this woman lived nearby, he might even be beaten up by her family members who came after hearing the news. It was just a trace of doubt in his heart.
If it is not untied, it will be like a poisonous thorn, which will sting him and make him unable to rest for a moment.
"We can't let her go until the matter is clarified!" This was Ding Hao's only thought at this time.
Ding Hao is an orphan with no relatives, but he cherishes family ties more than many people with both parents. He despises the misery of separated relatives the most. He is a man, but he saw on TV that the parents who were in grief after their children were abducted cried.
His eyes will become sore when he can't stand up. When he sees the documentary report in the newspaper about the beggar group stealing babies, maiming hands, feet and eyes, and using disabled babies to deceive people's sympathy, he will be furious and long for the country.
Immediately restore Lingchi, light sky lanterns, this inhumane ancient torture, to severely punish these heartless beasts.
With blood boiling in his chest, Ding Hao hurried over, stopped in front of the woman, stared at her, tried his best to calm his breathing and asked: "Who is this child of yours?"