Chen Pingan carried water back to Liu Xianyang's yard, poured it into the kitchen water tank, and then ran to the door of the room and shouted: "Liu Xianyang, I'm going to use your firewood, oil and salt to stew fish for Miss Ning." The soup can replenish the body, okay?"
After being awakened from his sleep, Liu Xianyang roared: "Chen! Are you bothered? I just dreamed that Zhigui smiled at me. "Hurry up and pay me Zhigui!"
Chen Pingan shook his head, remembered something, and said apologetically: "I actually met Zhigui at the iron lock well just now, but I was interrupted by Granny Ma. "I forgot to send you a message. When I go to deliver fish soup to Miss Ning later, I promise to bring it to you."
Liu Xianyang quickly put on his clothes and ran. He sat on the threshold outside the main hall and looked at the thin figures busy in the kitchen. He chuckled and said, "I'll deliver the fish soup with you later. By the way, is Zhigui wearing that bright red one today?" The pomegranate skirt? Or the light green one? Oh, when I save another two hundred coins, I can buy the hundred-plus dragon silver powder box. I know she has been interested in it for a long time, but it’s Song’s fault. The poor guy who collects the salary is really stingy. He dresses like a cat or a dog from Fulu Street. Poor Zhigui doesn't have many new clothes all year round. If I were her young master, I would definitely let her buy whatever she likes. She is richer than the rich lady on Fulu Street, so she can be the rich lady!"
Chen Ping'an ignored Liu Xianyang's idiotic dream. He really didn't understand why Liu Xianyang liked Zhigui. Of course, he didn't look down on her. As a maid from the Song Dynasty, I didn't think Zhigui was unattractive, but I just felt that she and Liu Xianyang didn't look like they were destined to be married.
Chen Pingan asked curiously: "Why do you call her Zhigui instead of Wang Zhu?"
Liu Xianyang grinned and said: "I know you don't know 'Zhigui' either?" After how to write the word "gui", I don't care."
Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "What's the point of comparing you with me? Comparing with Song Ji's salary, Zhigui is not my maid. "
Liu Xianyang sneered: "That guy is not better than you in everything. For example, has he ever called anyone 'father' or 'mother' in his life? Isn't he as good as you, Chen Ping'an? No wonder Gu Can's mother, Granny Ma and other aunts and sisters are so venomous. That guy Song Jixin is not an innocent person, otherwise why wouldn't he live in that supervising government office with integrity? Instead, he wants to live a miserable life in your Mud Bottle Alley? This guy dares to look down on others, so he deserves to be slandered and called a bastard."
Chen Ping'an stood up and walked to the kitchen. At the door, "Liu Xianyang, although Song Jixin and I are not friends at all, but you said this..." Liu Xianyang hurriedly raised his hands, determined not to let Chen Pingan continue to talk, and said slyly: "I won't say anything anymore, okay? Chen Ping'an, who will let you have such a bad temper and accept death? My grandpa once said that both your parents are very talkative, especially your mother, who speaks softly and softly. He also likes to laugh and has such a good temper that there is nothing to say. My grandpa even said it was earlyThe young mother-in-law almost scolded everyone in the nearby alleys, but when she saw your mother, not only did she not criticize you, she even smiled. "
Chen Ping'an smiled from ear to ear.
Liu Xianyang waved his hand to chase them away, "Hurry up and make soup for your little daughter-in-law. "
Chen Ping'an rolled his eyes, "If you can, do you want to say it in front of Miss Ning? "
Liu Xianyang smiled and said: "You are stupid and I am not stupid. ”
Not long after, Chen Pingan held out a small clay pot, and the two locked the door to the house and courtyard, and walked to Mud Bottle Lane together. When they arrived at the door of Chen Pingan’s courtyard, they saw him knocking on the door stupidly. Only then did Liu Xianyang find out that this guy had left all the house keys to the girl in black. Liu Xianyang felt that this guy was really hopeless.
The girl in black didn't wear a hat when she was at home and opened the door. He showed a fresh and fresh face when he was wearing a face. Liu Xianyang was a little afraid of this unsmiling girl in his heart. The tall boy didn't even know the reason. When it came to being cold-tempered, Zhigui next door was even worse. Liu Xianyang also had the courage to be shameless. It is wrong to say that the girl in black was wearing a sword. Liu Xianyang was chased and intercepted by the disciples of Fulu Street several times and fled like a lost dog, but the young man was never afraid from the beginning to the end.
But he was a little afraid of the foreign girl named Ning Yao.
The girl in black sat at the table and opened the jar, smelled the fragrance, narrowed her narrow eyes slightly, and nodded softly. He said: "Thank you. ”
Chen Pingan’s observation was meticulous and he knew that this should mean that the indifferent girl was in a good mood.
Chen Pingan first helped her cook a pot of porridge and asked her to pay attention to the heat. Then he said to Liu Xianyang: "Are you waiting for Zhigui to go out? I have to send
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letter. "
Liu Xianyang was sitting on the threshold, pricking up his ears to listen to what was going on over there, lest he hear the sound of a fight between gods. The tall young man who was in a bad mood said impatiently: "You are busy with your business. ! ”
When Chen Ping’an left the yard and was about to run to the intersection of Mud Bottle Lane, he suddenly found that the vision in front of him was dim. When he looked up, it turned out to be a tall man wearing a snow-white robe. He put his hand on the white jade belt on his abdomen and looked into the distance.
Probably realizing that he was blocking the way to the narrow alley, the man smiled slightly and took the initiative to make way for Chen Ping'an.
Chen Pingan was confused and walked away from the Mud Bottle Alley. Looking back, he saw that the man had slowly walked into the Mud Bottle Alley.
Chen Pingan had seen it even at a glance. The spotless snow-white robe is embroidered with light gold threads on the front and back, vaguely forming two patterns, as if there are living creatures wandering in the mountains, fog and sea of clouds. Chen Ping'an is very strange. No longer thinking deeply, he just thought that he was a foreigner like Fu Nanhua, who was coming to Mu Ping Alley again to look for opportunities. After walking under the old locust tree with Mr. Qi that day, the straw-shoe boy was not too worried. He always felt that as long as Mr. Qi is hereIn a small town, taking a step back, even if something happens, you can still get justice.
When Chen Pingan was jogging past Xinghua Lane, he saw the girl in Tsing Yi he met last night sitting in a wonton shop there, with chopsticks in each hand standing on the table, tapping lightly. Her round, slightly childish and plump face was full of energy. Her eyes were filled with the wontons cooking in the hot pot over there, and she didn't even notice Chen Ping'an who was five or six steps away.
For the girl in Tsing Yi, when there is delicious food, she has to finish it before running away even if the sky is falling!
Chen Pingan sincerely admired this strange girl and did not bother her. He continued running to the east of the town with a smile.
Some people and things, even the scenery on the roadside, will still make people feel beautiful just by looking at them.
When Chen Pingan came to the east fence gate, the sloppy man stood on the tree pillar, standing on tiptoes and looking eastward, as if waiting for an important person.
Chen Ping'an used to listen to the old man chatting at the old locust tree. He said that when the current supervisor entered the town for the first time, there was a huge pomp and ceremony. The ancestors of the four surnames and ten tribes Almost all the elders of the temple came out to "pick him up" at the east gate of the city. However, after waiting for a few hours under the bright sun, the last official manager rushed to the east gate and said that the superintendent was taking a nap in the backyard of the government office. As soon as I woke up, I asked everyone to go directly to the government office for a meeting. I was so angry with those rich and wealthy men that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven. However, it is said that after entering the government office gate, no one dared to fart, and everyone laughed more than the other one. Like someone's good grandson.
Chen Pingan has always wondered how those old people spoke as if they had seen it with their own eyes. Every time they talked about the gossip about Fulu Street and Taoye Lane, it was more real than the truth. For example, when talking about The second aunt of the Lu family became friends with the teacher of the nursing home. When someone broke down the door, even the details of how the second aunt packed her clothes to cover her plump breasts in panic were explained accurately. Storyteller , just like the nursing home instructor himself.
Liu Xianyang swallowed his saliva every time he heard it. Song Jixin also went there occasionally, and would not bring Zhigui with him. He smiled more reservedly than Liu Xianyang, but he was particularly energetic when he secretly cheered with the others. It's louder than reading the sage's book twice in the morning and evening.
Chen Pingan squatted next to the tree pillar and waited patiently for the town gatekeeper.
The man cursed his mother, jumped off the tree pillar, saw the boy in straw sandals, and said nothing. He went to the yellow mud hut and brought a stack of letters. Six letters from home, and only five one-penny coins. .
Chen Ping'an looked through the letter addresses and said nothing, because two of the letters were from his next-door neighbors on Fulu Street. Chen Ping'an was not willing to take advantage of this. Of course, if a man showed his first kindness, He was given six cents at the beginning, and Chen Pingan would never push the money away.
After Chen Pingan thought about the order of sending the letters, he casually asked: "Waiting for someone?"
The man glanced at the spacious avenue to the east and said angrily: "Waiting for the uncle!"
Chen Pingan didn’t want to stay and be a punching bag, so he ran away quickly.
The man laughed angrily and said, "Hey, I'm still a bit discerning."
The man looked at the sky and saw that the rolling thunder was no longer there. The low clouds that seemed to be almost pressing down on the eaves were It has gradually dispersed.
The man sat down on the tree stump and sighed: "When gods fight, mortals suffer."
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Six letters, There is one letter for each of the four surnames of Lu, Li, Zhao, and Song on Fulu Street, and there are two letters in Taoye Lane. One of them is coincidentally still
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It was a letter from the kind old man. Coincidentally, the person who opened the door to receive the letter was an old man. When he saw that it was Chen Ping'an, the old man recognized the straw-shoe boy and joked: "My child, it's true. Why don't you come in for a drink?"
Chen Pingan smiled shyly and shook his head.
The old man was not surprised, he just took out a handful of copper coins from his sleeve, handed it to Chen Ping'an, and explained with a smile: "There is something good at home today, and everyone who sees this money will have a share, and it is for good luck." It’s not much, just a dozen cents, so feel free to take it.”
Chen Ping’an then took the copper coin and said with a smile, “Thank you, Grandpa Wei!”
The old man nodded and suddenly said: "My child, recently, when you have nothing to do, you can often sit under the locust tree. If you see locust leaves, locust branches, etc. on the ground, take them home and keep them. It can prevent It's like an ant, a centipede, and it doesn't cost you anything."
Chen Ping'an bowed to the old man at the foot of the steps.
The old man smiled and said, "Go, go, spring is the beginning of the year. It is definitely a good thing for young people to move their muscles more."
The young man ran away from the bluestone street. Taoye Lane.
The old man stood at the door of his house for a long time, looking at the peach trees on both sides. A graceful young maid came to the old man and whispered: "Old ancestor, what are you looking at? It's cold outside, but "Don't be cold."
The maid has been serving the old man for some years. She knows that her ancestor has a Bodhisattva heart and that the girl respects the old man without fear. She smiled brightly and asked playfully: "Old ancestor, are you thinking of me? Is that the girl you met when you were young? The girl was standing under the peach tree at that time?"
The white-haired old man smiled and said, "Taoya, you are also a caring person like the boy who sent the message. 'Ah."
The maid was praised and smiled charmingly.
The old man suddenly smiled and said: "A distant relative is going to visit us in the next two days. Then, Taoya, you will follow the children at home and leave the town together."
The maid was stunned for a moment, her eyes suddenly turned red, and she cried: "Ancestor, I don't want to leave here."
The old man who was always very talkative waved his hand, "I will look at the scenery in the alley for a while, you go back first , Taoya, be obedient, otherwise I will be angry."
The maid had to leave timidly, looking back three times.
The peach leaves in Peach Leaf Lane are lush, but there are no peach blossoms yet.
The old man gently exhaled a breath, crossed the threshold, walked down the steps, and walked towardsStanding under the nearest peach tree, the old man said sadly: "The peach blossoms are shining brightly. I will never see them again."
The old man looked back at his house. , murmured: "The town is uniquely endowed, and it is not in line with the road. It was forcibly changed by the saints, and it has enjoyed great fortune for three thousand years. Most of the people who left the town in the past have spread their branches throughout Dongbaopingzhou, but God is so smart, so it's time to settle the accounts and collect rewards from us. If you don't leave here quickly, are you going to follow us old and broken porcelain and wait for death together? You know, death depends on the size. There are thousands of people in our town. This death is a big death, and there will be no future life.”
“So, while God is still turning a blind eye, One more person is worth it."
The old man stretched out his withered palm and held on to the peach branch, "If you have a heart, I hope God will live up to it."
I don't know when, the young man studying. Lang Zhaoyao's grandmother, an old woman with a cane, has already approached here. "The old man who is almost dead is still so naive, like old women applying rouge. It is really disgusting. This disaster is caused by your little bit. Can a kind heart change anything?"
The old man looked at the old woman who also had white hair and said inexplicably, "You are here"
Old woman. He was stunned at first, then immediately became angry and hit him with a cane, "You shameless thief, you are so old, you still dare to talk nonsense?!"
The cane fell on him like raindrops, and the old man He had to run away, but he laughed.
The old woman stood under the peach tree, still very angry, regretting that she should not be soft-hearted and take this trip to Peach Leaf Alley by mistake.
Finally, the old woman raised her head and looked at the peach leaves that had sprouted.
The old woman walked back to Fulu Street step by step, her cane tapping on the bluestone again and again.
A peaceful town that has been prosperous for thousands of years never thought that in the end, it would be filled with poor people who had no afterlife.
Is there really no chance of survival?
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The stream is getting shallower, the well water is getting colder, the old locust trees are getting older, the iron locks are rusty, and the heavy clouds are hanging low.
There are no peach blossoms on the peach leaves this year.
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