On the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, the Double Ninth Festival, also known as the Autumn Festival. The osmanthus in the south of the Yangtze River bloomed a whole month later than the golden osmanthus in the courtyard of the capital, and the city was full of osmanthus flowers. The peach tree on the bank of the small river in front of the door has long withered alone, but a few osmanthus flowers planted occasionally are fragrant and dusty, but it responds to the sentence that has been passed down through the ages in the returning hall, "the dim light yellow body is soft, and the love is far away and only the fragrance remains".

The first rays of sunlight in the morning fell on the muddy ground under the tree through a piece of greenery, and there were two children squatting in front of the ant nest under the tree, the big one was honest and simple, and the little one was smart and cute, and they all stared intently at the scene of the ants moving in front of them. The door of the peach wood courtyard behind the two was open, and suddenly a black and white spotted earth dog burst out of the courtyard, rushed across the path by the river and rubbed behind the big child, and then obediently lay down behind the child.

The spots that had just rushed out frightened the pedestrians riding electric vehicles on the road, and they were about to open their mouths to scold a couple of sentences in the sticky Wu Nong dialect, but the behemoth that also rushed out of the courtyard was so frightened that it almost fell off the electric car. Bears? Where in this big city would anyone keep bears as pets? Even if someone wanted to, the authorities wouldn't agree to it. The passer-by patted his heartbeat chest and looked at it, and then exhaled: Oh, it's a chow chow. But, obediently, this is the first time I have seen such a large chow chow.

The "warrior" who was mistaken for a Chow Chow by a passer-by did have an officially certified Chow Chow nameplate around his neck, and he also registered the case at the police station. For some reason, the usually quite arrogant "warrior" is trying to please in front of the earth dog "Danzi". At this time, he ran out of the door, and wanted to rub it on Huzi like an egg, but he was slapped on the head by Huzi: "Go aside, the egg is already stinky enough, you guy can drool better than it, go on the other." ”

The "King of the Caucasus", who was invincible in the dog fighting cage, tilted his head aggrievedly and glanced at Huzi, and silently walked to Shili's side, but he didn't dare to get too close, until Shili hooked his hand at it, and it dared to arch his head and lick it twice.

Shili wiped his cheeks that were licked by the "warriors" with his sleeve, and grinned: "Learn to lie there, don't move, and we'll take you out to play after we see them move." ”

The "warrior" seemed to understand, and his throat made a child-like mumm, and he really learned the appearance of an egg, and lay down on the bluestone slab by the small river, silently looking at the busy scene of the ants moving under the tree from between the cracks.

"Fourth uncle, why are the ants in the city so small? Any black ant in our mountains can be several miles bigger than this one. ”

"There are many people in the city, so the ants are naturally smaller. ”

"Oh. This seemed to be a completely illogical answer, but it made Huzi feel that the fourth uncle, who was seven years younger than him, was as knowledgeable as the sea.

"Fourth uncle, why are there so many people in the city?"

"Because there are so many people in the city. ”

"Oh. ”

"Fourth uncle, why do people in the city pursue so much?"

"Because there are so many troubles in the city. ”

"Oh. ”

"Fourth uncle, what are the people in the city bothering about?"

"It's annoying, but it's actually life and death. ”

"Oh. ”

"Fourth uncle, what is life and what is death? Is it that giving birth to a doll is life, and stepping into the coffin with both legs and repairing the grave is death?"

"Life is death, death is death. ”

"Oh. ”

"Fourth uncle, life equals death, is that the same as one plus one and so on?"

"It's not the same. ”

"Oh. ”

"Fourth uncle, do you think that after this ant dies, it will be reincarnated like us?"

"After all, you have to enter the six realms of reincarnation. ”

"Oh. ”

"Fourth uncle, why is it six reincarnations, not nine and ten?"

"This, when you are reincarnated in the next life, I will sue you again. ”

"Okay, Fourth Uncle. ”

……

One big and one small, one question and one answer, actually formed a very harmonious picture of the boy and the monk in the morning of the mist and clear sun in the south of the Yangtze River. Behind him, there are two dogs, one big and one small, lazily lying on their stomachs, and they have nothing to do.

At half past seven, Li Yundao came back from running and took fried dough sticks and soy milk for breakfast, because Xingtian's food alone was already more than that of Li Da Diaomin and two children, so the environmentally friendly breakfast bag in his hand was bulging.

When he walked past the two children, he didn't bother the two children who were doing boring questions and answers while watching the ants, and went straight into the courtyard, Xing Tianzheng was stupidly inserting a pot of hard soybeans into it in the courtyard according to Shili's instructions, and he didn't know where Shili got the practice method, anyway, he didn't expect Shili to be able to train Xing Tianzhen into a martial arts master who broke a thousand catties with one palm.

Hearing Li Yundao come in, Xing Tian smiled at Li Yundao stupidly, turned his head and continued to deal with the hard soybeans in front of him, making that jar of soybeans seem to have a great revenge against him for killing his father. Li Yundao walked into the kitchen, took a bowl and put the fried buns in place, opened the rice cooker, the hot rice porridge was floating with a white mist, and stuffed a xiaolongbao full of soup into his mouth, which made Li Da Diaomin sigh back and forth, and was reluctant to spit out the fragrant buns in his mouth, and it took a while to eat most of the buns.

Hey, isn't this life?

Unfortunately, life is an uneven ladder, you can never stay on the same step for too long, the next stop is already waiting in front of you, even if you don't know whether to step on it deep or shallow, life or death.

Whatever, who knows what he will do when he goes to Jiangning? The son who can stay well in Gusu will be drunk today and drunk today.

"Ten forces, Huzi, eat!"

"Hey!" the two outside the door replied at the same time, and they didn't know if the aroma of the food on the table of the eight immortals in the hall had already wafted outside the door, and the first to break in was actually the two dogs, one big and one small. Li Yundao did not hesitate to give two buns to the egg and the warrior, and the two dogs have been fighting with Li Yundao quite hotly recently, otherwise they generally refuse to pay attention to anyone except for the owner to feed.

"Third uncle, I like this yard, does Jiangning also have such a yard?" Huzi asked while chewing on buns, he already knew that it wouldn't be long before they would all follow Li Yundao north to Jiangning.

Li Yundao said with a smile: "How can there be such good luck, this kind of courtyard is also your third uncle's great luck, to say that Jiangning is the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, there should be a lot of yards, but Jiangbei is not Jiangnan, there is less grace in architectural culture, but there will be more unique customs and customs in Jiangbei." ”

"Brother Yundao, what are the customs and customs of Jiangbei?" Shi Li looked up at Li Yundao with a look of expectation.

Li Da Diaomin smiled awkwardly: "I haven't been to Jiangning in person, but there is the name of the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties as the background, and it is not far from being far behind." In addition, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, Jiangnan has always placed the provincial capital in Jiangning, whether it is in terms of administrative establishment or economic status, it is still okay. It's just that we came to Gusu City, which has ranked high in the domestic economic status in recent years, and I am afraid that we are still slightly disappointed after arriving in Jiangning. ”

Shili pursed his lips and smiled, comforting: "It's okay, Brother Yun Dao, as long as you can eat your stomach." ”

Huzi was also sensible, and said: "Third uncle, when I get to Jiangning, I will go out to find a job to do, I heard them in the township that those uncles and uncles who go to work in our provincial capital Halebin can earn a thousand yuan a month." ”

Li Yundao smiled: "Huzi, you are still young, let's talk about making money, the third uncle may have to work hard to support a few of you before, but now I am not afraid, even if Xingtian can eat again, I won't really sit and eat like this." ”

Xingtian, who was named, looked up at Li Yundao innocently, for him, this eldest brother is very good to him, although he is not as selfless as the she-wolf on the mountain, but after all, he is a man of words, at least this belly has never been hungry once, and there is a lot of oil and water in his belly, if it weren't for Shili being desperately training him these days, ten pounds of fat a month is obviously not a problem.

Li Yundao looked at Xingtian with a smile: "I didn't mean to say you, I just beat you for an analogy, eating yours is not enough for the kitchen." ”

"Third uncle, are you going to Jiangning to be Jingcha?" mentioned the word Jingcha, and Huzi's eyes lit up.

"Why do you suddenly ask this?" said Li Yun Daoqi.

"When Jing is good, how majestic, you can still have a gun in your waist, just like the Red Army that fought devils back then......"

Li Yundao didn't explain to Huzi much whether it was the Red Army or the Eighth Route Army that fought devils, but just smiled and said: "Guns are not something that every Jingcha can have. What's more, your third uncle is now the director of the propaganda department, except for a gun in his crotch that has not really been on the 'battlefield', there is only the gun left with the pen. ”

The little lama of Shili, who has been with Li Da Diaomin since he was a child, laughed so much that he squirted out the porridge soup in his mouth, splashing Huzi's face, but Huzi didn't care, lifted his sleeve and wiped it, and then asked: "Third uncle, can the pen also be used as a gunman?"

Li Yundao nodded and said seriously: "This gun kills people without seeing blood." ”

Huzi let out an "oh" again, just like the ignorant scene when he just asked Shili under the osmanthus tree.

"Brother Yun Dao. Shi Li put down the half-eaten blue and white bowl and looked at Li Yundao calmly.

"Huh?"

"Can you kill less?"

Li Yundao was stunned for a moment before he sighed and said, "Master is right, killing people is not good after all." ”

The little lama tilted his head and thought for a while, "Well, it's really not good to kill." ”

Huzi said: "My father said that murder will pay for life." ”

Shili said, "Then what if someone else wants to kill you?"

Huzi said: "If I don't steal or rob, why should others kill me?"

Shili said: "This is a cycle of killing and being killed. ”

Huzi asked Li Yundao in confusion: "If someone kills me, Third Uncle, then what should I do?"

Li Yundao smiled and did not speak.

Shili said: "Don't worry, with your third uncle here, people who want to kill you still can't escape the life of being killed." ”

Huzi grinned: "Third uncle, you are so good." ”

Li Yundao chuckled.

Shili also chuckled.

Killing people, in fact, is not that difficult.