A strong shell, a cowardly heart.

Ling Ling and Wu Song took Ju'an to the county office, and the official who grabbed Ju'an to the county government was on an errand at the gate of the county ya, and when he saw Ju'an following behind Wu Song, he shouted.

"Wudutou, I said he was a bad guy......" There is still some pride.

"What a bad person, be your errand" Wu Song has always been very serious in front of the officials.

The three of them entered the county office, Wu Song took Ling Ling directly to the kitchen, the master of the county government in the kitchen is still there, Wu Song has a good relationship with this master, anyway, as long as he is not an official, the relationship with Wu Song is not bad, so it is still okay to borrow the kitchen.

"It's okay to make cakes, but don't mess around," after speaking, the master wiped his hands and went out.

"Brother...... Brother, we will be on the road tomorrow, this time it will be quite long, you go and pack up your things, and by the way, you will fake it" Ling Ling still felt a little awkward to call Brother Wu Song.

"Brother, this ......" Wu Song wanted to say something, but swallowed it back, turned around and walked out of the kitchen, closed the door, and returned to his room. Wu Song, who returned to his house, actually had nothing to clean up, he simply packed a few changes of clothes, sitting on the stool, Wu Song didn't know how to go to the county order to take leave, this time he went home to ask for leave, and he begged for a long time to go home to leave, and he didn't know how difficult it was this time.

Wu Song left, and Ling Ling and Juan were left in the kitchen.

"You want them to be fed?" Ling Ling's voice rang out in the kitchen.

"Hmm" Ju An nodded heavily, his eyes staring at Ling Ling's face tightly, still so ugly.

"I can help you, but at what cost are you willing to pay?"

"I, I can be a cow and a horse......" This time, Jue An did not struggle.

Ling Ling didn't reply, took a low stool and stood up, wiped the board, and began to make a meeting. Juan was left aside, cramped and uneasy, at a loss, he thought in his heart whether Wu Dalang could help him, what requests Wu Dalang would make, etc., anyway, he was in a state of confusion.

"Take a good look"

Ling Ling's voice interrupted Jue An's thoughts, Ling Ling could only help Jue An teach him to make cakes, and Ling Ling only had these skills now, and there was nothing else to do.

Juan immediately understood what Ling Ling meant, and walked forward, pressing tightly to the side of the board, carefully staring at Ling Ling's hand. Jue An has never done this kind of thing, and it was a little novel at first, but then he gradually got bored, and in his opinion, it was so simple.

Ling Ling and Ju An stayed in the kitchen for an afternoon, until the master was about to prepare dinner in the county office, an afternoon of constant scolding and continuous attempts, Ling Ling bought noodles are basically finished, although Ju An is a person who can't settle down and has a little jump in his heart, but people who are good at observing words and looking at things have a good learning ability, and basically know how to cook cakes, scallion pancakes, and egg scones that Ling Ling handed him over, this time Ling Ling didn't teach beef pies, just because he felt that Juan had done a lot of bad things before and should eat some vegetarian virtue.

It was getting dark, and Juan took the cakes that he had made very poorly when he tried to go out of the county office, and hurriedly ran towards the broken temple outside the city.

Ling Ling cleaned up the remaining cakes that he could barely accept and prepared to eat on the road, and then thanked the master, then dragged his tired body back to Wu Song's room, pushed open the door Wu Song was not in the room, and he didn't care too much, put down the packed cakes, sat down and thought about what he should do when he arrived in Bianjing, thinking about Ling Ling suddenly felt a big head.

Wu Song lingered outside the door of the county order for a long time, and did not go in, this is really a little difficult for him, this leave will probably not be successful, and he doesn't want to disappoint Wu Dalang, this is what he promised Wu Dalang. I don't know how to do it, so I'm very sad, and I also know how to borrow wine to kill my sorrows, and I come to the tavern I've been coming to before, pouring my sorrows glass after cup and accepting my cowardice.

It was already late, and the tavern was about to close, so Wu Song staggered out of the tavern, still carrying a pot of wine in his hand, and drank it while shaking. When he returned to the county government drunk, Wu Song didn't go once or twice, as long as he could walk, he could go back.

With a "bang", Wu Song slammed open the door, staggered to the side of the bed and fell down, causing the bed to "squeak", Wu Song, who was lying on the bed, was full of alcohol, and kept muttering:

"What should I do...... What to do......"

Wu Song is like this, Ling Ling doesn't know what to do, he doesn't know why Wu Song came back drunk like this, but he vaguely knows that it should be related to leave, Wu Song doesn't want to follow him to Bianjing, but there is no way to do this.

……

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As soon as Juan came out of the city, he had not gone far when six little beggars ran out of the woods on the side of the road and surrounded him, and began to chirp and ask this and that. When Juan saw these little guys, he felt that the fatigue of the day was gone, and he quickly took out the cakes he brought from his arms, which were basically the ones he made, and these little ones must have not eaten for a day.

"I'm hungry, hurry up and eat it"

"It's a cake, a cake I ate yesterday," cried out a little beggar who got the bread in surprise.

"Brother Juan is amazing"

"Just that's it"

"It's delicious"

……

Juan walked on the night road with six little beggars who were biting the bread and talking and muttering, although he couldn't hear what the little ones were saying, but Juan knew that they must be very happy now, and it didn't take long to return to the broken temple, the little guys' cakes were almost finished, it was already late, the little ones fell asleep on the grass bed one after another, Juan leaned against the wall, thinking about today's events.

Ling Ling didn't ask Ju An in the end, which still surprised Ju An, and his opinion of Wu Dalang (Ling Ling) in his heart also changed a lot, after all, you have to think about people to be kind to others. Then recalling the method of making cakes he learned today, Ju An couldn't wait to be able to practice for a while, but how could he have the ability to get firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Later, Ju'an also fell asleep against the wall of the broken temple, and the Bodhisattva, who was already very damaged and had a broken arm and lost half of his head, looked down at the people at his feet, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, no joy or sorrow.

"Brother Ju'an, don't go, don't go......" is Xiaoliu talking in a dream.

"Let's chirp, haw," Ah Da was arguing.

"Squeak, squeak," Juan gritted his teeth.

……

The moon and stars are scarce, the cicadas are chirping, the breeze is coming, and the night is beautiful.

(To be continued)