"He's still here!" Mingzhe shouted, pointing to the stall under the weeping willows.

Xue Yan looked up and saw that the bamboo pole was tall and long, and the word 'dragon egg' on it was still eye-catching.

When the two of them came to the booth, the old man first arched his hand and said: "Little brother is polite, it is really fate to meet at night like this." First I wish the little brother a prosperous business, and then I wish the little brother a happy family. ”

Xue Yan immediately blushed when she heard this, and stretched out her jade hand to the tender flesh behind Mingzhe's waist, urging him to explain.

How did I think Mingzhe said casually: "My insider and I are checking the smoothing of the stone road in the market, and by the way, we will visit an old friend." ”

The old man laughed, "Xiaoyou is really interesting, and it is reasonable for the beauty to belong, but you only have twenty-eight silver ingots on you, and with your friendship with me, take one." ”

Mingzhe was shocked in his heart, and sighed that this old man was so strange, he knew the belongings in his arms and the things he had not seen.

Xue Yan was so angry at the teasing words that she stomped her feet and hid behind Mingzhe and stopped talking.

Mingzhe looked at these coconut fruit-like 'dragon eggs', and couldn't put them down, and couldn't choose one of them for a long time. In the end, he picked up the smallest one and put it in his arms, and threw the money bag in his arms to the old man.

The old man's eyes lit up, and he said loudly: "The little brother is really insightful, this son... This dragon will accompany you for a safe life and good fortune. Mingzhe had the strength to listen to him, the warm feeling in his chest made him excited, and he pulled Xue Yan and said 'thank you' and turned away.

_

Watching the two disappear into the night, the old man slowly pulled down his back hat, the two crimson dragon horns brought him endless mystery, and with a wave of his hand, the bamboo poles, long talismans, and dragon eggs all came to naught, holding his chest with his hand, and muttering to himself: "Hey... If I don't come here, I'll..."

Then he sighed: "The destiny is indisobedient, I have reached the end of my life, I hope my son can be blessed with this young man." As he spoke, he walked into the darkness and disappeared.

Xue Yan pulled the corner of Mingzhe's clothes and said, "Do you really think this is a dragon egg?

Mingzhe recalled the scene at that time and sighed: "I'm not sure, the old man's breath made me feel more cordial when I was on the boat, and this dragon egg made me feel even more deeply, hey... Anyway, it's good to like it. As he spoke, he stroked the dragon egg again.

Xue Yan thought thoughtfully, muttered 'If you like it', and slowly walked home.

_

When she arrived at the door, Xue Yan stopped looking at the wooden door that had stopped making a sound, and the window had been repaired and no longer leaked. The horizontal strips of wood look a little funny, and the pages of the read book are stuck to the window.

Entering the house, the wooden table no longer swayed, and there were two large wooden blocks nailed under the legs, just like wearing two shoes of different sizes, which was very cute. The most intriguing thing is the lime on the walls, which is so little lime that it is painted one by one, and the walls behind the beds, water tanks, and stoves are not repainted, and from a distance they look like their shadows.

Looking at this changed home, Xue Yan was silent for a moment, looked at Mingzhe, and said, "You go back to the village, can you help your father do this business?"

Mingzhe seemed to sense something, nodded, and bowed his head silently.

_

Xue Yan slowly ate the breakfast that Mingzhe had made for her, her eyes motionless as she looked at the white ash on the wall, remembering what he said, 'Painting it like a bamboo slip like this will help you learn.' I couldn't help but smile. But the man is no longer there, and the words are still in the ears.

There was a knock on the door, and as soon as Xue Yan pushed the door, she saw the old man who sold dragon eggs standing in front of the door, put the money bag in his hand into Xue Yan's hand, and said, "Thank you for your care, I will return this silver ingot to my little brother on my behalf, thank you for it, and say goodbye." With that, he turned around and disappeared into the alley.

Xue Yan was confused with the money bag, turned around and returned to the house, only to feel that the old man was much shorter and thinner than last night, and then didn't think much about it, and hid the money bag in a hidden place.

_

Mingzhe went straight up the official road on the side of the Chenghuang River and embarked on the way home.

Along the way, I kept playing with the 'dragon egg', and sometimes I knocked on it to listen to the movement inside...

When you are thirsty, you will drink a few sips of the water of the Chenghuang River, when you are hungry, you will go to the grass or the woods to pick some wild fruits to satisfy your hunger, and when you are hungry, you will find a secluded place to deal with it for the night. In this way, six days later, in the evening, I finally walked to the altar in Panlong Village, and my mood relaxed all of a sudden, sitting on the stone platform and panting, and said in my heart: Walking home is really enough.

The standing dragon god stared into the distance, and the dragon horn peak behind it still made a whining sound.

There are obviously a lot more people going up the mountain, carrying large and small bamboo baskets on their backs, shuttling on the mountain paths in twos and threes.

Mingzhe stood up, touched the dragon egg in his arms, and ran straight home.

_

Mingzhe just pushed open the door, only to hear a loud 'pop' of the wooden table in the hall!

His father asked Mingzhe with a flushed face, "Where have you been?"

Mingzhe lowered his head and whispered, "I've been playing around the city for a few days..."

"If it weren't for your Uncle Zhang, who didn't worry about coming back, wouldn't my big deal be in the hands of you and that old fool!" The father was completely enraged, and his body trembled visibly when he repeated Mingzhe's words.

After a moment of silence, my father stretched out his hand and said, "Bring me what is in your arms?"

Mingzhe hurriedly looked at his chest, the protrusion held up by the dragon egg was too conspicuous, and his arms immediately crossed his chest, looking at his father vigilantly.

I saw my father's green muscles burst out, and he hurriedly walked a few steps, and the "snap" was a slap in the face, and Mingzhe flew out horizontally, and the blood spurted out instantly, and fell on the flower stand in the corner of the wall.

The father grabbed Mingzhe's collar, snatched out the dragon egg he bought from Guanying City in his arms, and rushed straight to the kitchen.

Mother stepped forward, with tears in her eyes, wiping the blood flowing from the corners of Mingzhe's mouth, and said earnestly: "Don't blame your father for being angry, if it wasn't for your Uncle Zhang telling me about the prescription, how would I know that the prescription would be on Lao Qiao." But fortunately, I notified the company commander to call on the villagers to collect medicine, day and night, but you... But how can you entrust something so important to outsiders—" The mother sighed and looked dissatisfied.

"Rebel!" came from behind the mother, the father came to the mother with the coconut shell that had been split in half, pushed the mother away, and shouted to Mingzhe: "Take a good look! What is this not a coconut fruit? You..." The father was so angry that he couldn't speak, threw the two coconut shells on Mingzhe's face, and turned to go back to the room.

Blood slowly flowed from Mingzhe's nose, and tears flowed from his smashed and bruised eyes. The mother followed with tears in her eyes and walked to the kitchen.