After the gluttony raged, the houses in the town have been replaced by buildings with blue bricks, white walls, and black tiles.
The overhanging eaves are accompanied by animal statues that ward off evil spirits, and together with the high horse-head wall, divide the sky above the alley into tofu blocks, leaving scattered shadows.
These newly built houses are arranged on four sides with a patio in the middle.
When it rains, the rainwater will fall along the eaves from the patio to the center of the yard, and drip into the tanks for lotus or golden carp, which is particularly artistic.
But when it rains heavily, the water channels in the yard have to be dredged, so many people are busy cleaning up their own drainage channels.
When I arrived at Aunt Ma's house, she was wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat and was bending over to dredge the ditch with a bamboo pole.
At first glance, I thought it was a human, but the high, raised tail sticking out of its butt gave it away.
Yu Sheng walked over and kicked it, "Tie it to me. If you don't clean it up in the temple, what are you doing here?"
The owner of the tail is none other than the antelope. It is not used to living in the town and has been living in the Xishan Temple. After the old monk left, it became the owner there.
He=it likes to play in the mountain streams on weekdays. When it is thirsty or tired, it comes to the town to beg for food.
The one who got kicked was me. He threw away the bamboo pole, turned around with his butt in hand and wanted to settle the score with the person who kicked his butt. The moment he saw it, it was for the rest of his life, and his anger completely disappeared.
When not drinking, the monkey is very afraid of the rest of his life.
Not only that, it also snatched the basket from the hands of the little grandson who was sitting on the threshold watching it work, grabbed a handful of wild fruits and handed it to Yu Sheng, "Time after time."
These wild fruits are all picked from the mountains and fields. They are extremely sweet and very tempting to look at.
Yu Sheng took a piece of fruit and wiped it on his clothes. He took a sip and the juice overflowed in his mouth.
"Aren't you afraid that the flood will wash away the monk's temple?" Yu Sheng pointed to the sky. At this time, the black clouds had rolled over his head and spread towards the west mountain.
The monkey pointed at himself proudly, "Run, if you can run, the monk can run in the temple."
"What nonsense? Your Chinese is..."
Yu Sheng glanced at his grandson, thinking that these two often hung out, and waved his hand, "Forget it, your Chinese teacher is not as good as my PE teacher."
After saying that, leaving the two of them to play outside, Yu Sheng led the little white fox and the dog into the yard, while Cao'er and Fu Nan stayed behind to guard the basket and feast.
"Aunt Ma, make some clothes for Xiao Bai." Seeing Aunt Ma cleaning up in the yard, Yu Sheng pointed at the little white fox.
"What?" Aunt Ma was startled. She had made clothes for people, but this was the first time she had heard of clothes for animals.
"Just a piece of clothing, wrap up your body like this." Yu Sheng pulled the dog over and gestured, then handed her the money.
Aunt Ma made a lot of clothes, so she quickly understood and asked Yu Sheng to help her clean up the yard. She called the little white fox over to get measured.
Gouzi watched from the side, and saw Aunt Ma gesturing with the rag on Xiaobai's body after measuring it, discussing what kind of cloth would be suitable, and he was thoughtful.
When Yu Sheng came out after finishing his work, the two suns had been completely covered, and only the end of the clouds in the western sky was still edged with gold.
The wind also picked up, and the small tree was bent down by the blow.
Fu Nan and Cao'er were still nibbling wild fruits, and their little grandson was trying to stop them but was too embarrassed to do so. He could only hold them in his arms and grab them first, and then ate them with big mouthfuls.
"Okay, let's save some face. What are you going to do after eating?" Yu Sheng kicked Fu Nan, drove them away, and then took one from the basket.
There is a row of toon trees behind Aunt Ma's house. The trees are a bit tall and almost level with the roof.
The toon buds growing on it have just grown into shape and are at their most tender, trembling slightly in the wind.
Yu Sheng put down the bamboo basket and asked, "Anyone volunteer to come up?" He turned around and said politely.
The two of them were not polite at all. Fu said, "Shopkeeper, aren't you trying to make things difficult for others? Why don't you just fly up and pick them?"
"You know what to eat." Yu Sheng sighed, stood up level with the top of the tree, and started picking.
"Wow," the little grandson exclaimed below and shouted to his friends at the entrance of the alley, "Look, the baby has gone to heaven."
Why does this sound so awkward?
While the rest of the day was picking, the inn gradually woke up from its lunch break.
Wei Zai went downstairs, looked at the sky, and while tidying up the yard, he asked Mother Hu to go outside and cook the poultry.
Hu's mother was far from willing.
The ducks and geese in the inn are very clever. They have learned how to escape early. After the river turned into a stream and the lake receded, they must be swimming in the distant lake now.
The group of poultry didn't listen to him, and it took a lot of trouble to get back. What's more, the group of geese kept chasing him, so Hu Muyuan shook her head and refused.
"These geese have always been jealous of my handsomeness and always want to peck me to disfigure me. I won't let them succeed." Hu Muyuan said proudly, "Let's wait for Xiaobai to come back."
The little white fox tidied up the group of poultry, stood outside the inn and shouted, and they came back obediently.
"It's nonsense, you can't tell in a goose's eye..."
As he said this, Wei Zai turned around and was frightened by the beggar who appeared at the door out of nowhere, "You..."
Needless to say, this beggar was sallow and thin, and the clothes he wore were pitiful and in tatters. If the man hadn't pinched them together with his hands and lifted them under his crotch, his private parts would have been exposed. This was also the reason why Wei Zai was frightened.
She thought a pervert had come to the inn.
The beggar was middle-aged, with an unkempt beard. He leaned against the door weakly and weakly said to Guaizai: "You, you are good, you can, you can..."
The beggar was not very skilled in begging, so he paused for a moment. After his hunger overcame his shame, he then said, "Can you give up some food? Water will do, too."
"Oh, yes, yes."
When he first became a monster, Kaizai was given food by a family, so he did not hesitate to ask Hu Muyuan to call the beggar in, and she went to the back to serve the meal.
"Thank you, thank you." The beggar leaned on a thick branch and wanted to salute Hu's mother from afar, but he could not lift his hand because it was protecting his vitals, so he could only nod and bow.
He sat on the seat at the door with his butt slightly touching the stool. When Hu Muyuan poured water for him, he stood up and thanked her again.
After receiving the bowl, the man swallowed it in one gulp. The sweetness of the well water spread from his throat to his stomach and then to his limbs, which lifted the beggar's comfortable spirit.
He put down the bowl, looked longingly at the teapot in Hu Muyuan's hand, and then lowered his head.
Hu Muyuan poured him another bowl, put the teapot on the table, and then went to the kitchen to serve food.
When he came out, the teapot on the table was already clean and placed aside by the man in an orderly manner.
"This is porridge, please make up for it first, and what do you want to eat?" Hu Muyuan asked, it is not lunch now, any leftovers have been fed to the animals.
The beggar stood up flattered and said, "No, no, this is enough, no need to do it."
With how angry he was when he drank water just now, Hu Muyuan didn't think he would be full. "You're not hungry at this point. What do you want to eat?"
At this point, I was really not hungry. Seeing Hu Muyuan's determination, my stomach finally won over my face.
The beggar hesitated, sighed, and asked Hu Muyuan: "Excuse me, can you make Yangzhou fried rice?"
"Yangzhou fried rice?" Hu Muyuan was startled. This is indeed the boundary of Yangzhou, but what is Yangzhou fried rice? The rice fried in Yangzhou?
He turned around and asked the chef, "Girl, do you know Yangzhou fried rice?"
"Yangzhou fried rice?" Wei Zai was also confused. The shopkeeper had never cooked this kind of rice in the inn.
The beggar was a little disappointed, but he still waved his hand and said, "If you don't have it, there's no need. No need."
Weirdly, he couldn't conjure it out of thin air, so he could only say: "I'll ask when our shopkeeper comes back. Let me make you some egg fried rice first."
This is also considered Yangzhou fried rice, isn’t it?