Volume 1 Past and Present Life Chapter 5 Departure from the Official Camp

The autumn breeze was bleak, the red leaves were numerous, and Mingzhe walked home alone from the ferry.

The days in Lu Juan were much calmer, I don't know if it was because of the 'anti-beating' or because Xue Yan left, Zhiwei didn't trouble him anymore, he said that he hadn't seen Xue Yan for several months, and I heard that she went to Lu Juku in Guanying City at the end of the summer, and rented a house there.

Aunt Zhang's family did everything for her, and she almost became destitute, and her relatives and friends, who were originally pitiful, began to stop moving.

Mingzhe also went there a few times during his period, and he stopped going after being counted down by Aunt Zhang, and occasionally put a portion of the family's food in a bamboo basket and put it at the door of her house, and then retrieved the empty bamboo basket in the dead of night.

Time flies, the sun and the moon fly by, and in a blink of an eye, it is almost the Spring Festival, and it is time for my father to come home.

Mingzhe is looking forward to his father's return with longing, not only because they are related by blood, but also because there are some mysterious little gifts waiting for him.

Yes, every time my father came back, he would bring something strange, sometimes an unknown fruit, sometimes a strange-looking pet, sometimes a beast trapper that he had never seen before, in short, his father was a cornucopia to him, maybe he would conjure up some treasure.

I really hope that he will come back soon, which makes Mingzhe's heart very anxious.

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The snowflakes were fluttering, and his eyes were full of white, and Mingzhe, who was lying on the wooden table, looked at the little gray and rhubarb in front of him, they would eat the grains in the food box for a while, and they would jump around and play and chase, so it was not lively.

They were about to fall asleep at the sound of their chirping, when they suddenly heard a shout at the door: "Eldest son, eldest son... Look what kind of treasure I've brought you!" Mingzhe immediately ran out after hearing this, his face full of joy.

I saw my mother come to the courtyard first, took away my father's coat and hat, and looked at my beloved husband affectionately, unable to say anything.

Mingzhe was stunned for a moment, and then hugged his father firmly, with tears shining in his eyes.

"Okay, okay, let's see what you two have become? I'm hungry!

The mother blushed and whispered, "There is wine." ”

During the meal, the father intermittently told the mother and son the interesting stories of the year, and the mother and son were as fascinated as if they were listening to the most beautiful stories in the world.

After he was satisfied, my father took out a bamboo cage from his bag, and there were two rats in it, but unlike the mice in the village, they were very small, and they were so fat that they were almost like meat balls, and they were very cute in the sawdust.

Mingzhe looked at the cage and liked it very much, so he casually asked, "Dad, what are their names?"

The father said triumphantly: "This rat is called 'Wishing you prosperity rat', a species endemic to the south, very precious, eat, just feed some grains." ”

The mother was a little frightened at first when she saw the fortune rat, but after a while she was attracted to it, looked at it carefully, and asked the price when she heard the word 'precious'.

"I exchanged ten silver ingots and a bag of herbs, and he didn't want to do it!" said the father, pouting.

"What?!you... You... How can you be so used to being a child, hey...", the mother said urgently.

The father looked at the sad mother and smiled, patted the money bag in his arms, glanced at the mother, and took her hand back to the room.

Mingzhe's attention was all on this rat, and he couldn't put it down because he didn't see the story behind him, so he carefully held the bamboo cage and returned to his room.

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"Eldest son, wake up, let's go to Zhang's house, get up quickly. The father shook Mingzhe, who was sleeping in a daze.

Ming Zheqiang opened his sleepy eyes and said vaguely: "Which... Which Zhang family?"

The father shook even more and said, "It's Zhang Xueyan's house." ”

I saw Mingzhe quickly dressed like a chicken blood, combed his hair a few times, and then asked his father, "Dad, when are you going?"

The father's wide mouth could put a small egg, looked at his beloved son and stammered, "Eat... After breakfast... Just go. ”

The father chewed the steamed bun in his mouth, but his eyes kept staring at Mingzhe, and then looked at his mother suspiciously, so he asked, "Is my son okay?"

The mother looked blank and said, "What's wrong with him?"

The father didn't want to ask again, and then said: "I'm going to Zhang's house in a while, Brother Zhang's legs can't hunt anymore, let's see if I have the intention to go to Guanying City with me to get medicinal materials, and by the way, let the eldest son go to his family to pay a New Year's greeting." ”

I only heard Mingzhe slap the table and shouted, "Dad, are you talking about Guanying City?"

The father nodded, and the suspicion on his face deepened a little.

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When he arrived at Zhang's house, after Mingzhe's worship, his eyes kept looking around, as if searching for something.

Aunt Zhang looked disdainful in her eyes. And their father was talking to them about business, and from time to time Aunt Zhang's strange voice sounded. The father and son did not see Xueyan when they left, which made Mingzhe extremely regretful.

After the Lantern Festival, my father took Uncle Zhang to the Guanying City to do the medicinal herb business, and Mingzhe never said 'I'm going too!' when he said goodbye to his father.

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A few months later, one day, Mingzhe widened his eyes and asked, "Mother, do you mean I can go to see my father?"

Mother stroked his head gently, nodded and said, "Well, your father wrote to let you go to the training, and also bring some herbs, saying that this year's business is surprisingly good, the package and coiling are ready, and you can leave tomorrow morning." ”

Mingzhe shouted, as cheerful as a bird, and ran into the house to say goodbye to his treasures.

His mother smiled knowingly when she looked at him with joy.

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The next morning, the mother carried the package on her back to the ship, which was particularly thick because of the herbs in the package. Mother repeatedly told Mingzhe to be careful about the entanglement in his arms, so that Mingzhe almost swore a poisonous oath to let him go.

There were a lot of travelers going to the official city, and most of them had heard that business there was good, which once again caused my mother to feel uneasy.

With his mother's wave of the hand, the passenger boat slowly left the ferry port and sailed downstream, Mingzhe sat in the stern, looking at the scenery by the river through the wooden window.

The fresh greenery of midsummer has already dyed the sea of green around the Seonghuang River, and with the addition of unknown wildflowers, the beauty of the riverside is as intoxicating as a moving picture.

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"Are you thinking about someone?" asked Mingzhe with a smile as an old man in a green robe next to him smiled. I saw that his skin was white and clear, incompatible with deep wrinkles, two long gray eyebrows hung down to his chest, indicating that he was very old, his hands were twisted to his waist, his long beard was twisted to his waist, his wide back hat covered most of his head, and a pair of maroon eyes stared at Mingzhe with fierce eyes.

Mingzhe woke up like a dream and stammered: "No, I didn't think about anyone... Oh, yes, I'm going to visit my dad in Guanying City. After saying that, he smiled awkwardly.

Seeing this, the old man didn't ask much, and said leisurely: "I will also go there for business, and I hope that the little brother will take more care of him on the way." ”

Mingzhe arched his hand and said: "That's nature, take care of each other." Then he turned his head to look out the window, not knowing whether he was looking at the scenery or thinking about something.