"You remember, you are the grandson of my distant cousin, whose real name is Wang Xiaojun, and your family lives in Huaili Village, Wangqiao Town, Jingyang, Anding County. ”

After Mo Wei left, Zhao Cunxiao instructed Zhao Xiaojun.

"In recent years, Jingyang natural disasters and man-made disasters continued, crops have no harvest, a few days ago, my cousin and sister-in-law sold Zhongtian property, and partnered with people to Di Dao business, but the road encountered robbers, cousin-in-law died on the spot, my cousin parted when I asked someone to send you to me, just I have no children under my knees, so I decided to pass you to the Zhao family. ”

Zhao Cunxiao paused for a moment and said:

"The specific situation of Huaili Village, Engong said that he would send someone to you in a few days to explain in detail, and today you will go with me to the village elders and record your identity on the genealogy of our branch. ”

After listening to this, Zhao Xiaojun tried his best to write down everything, and then nodded vigorously. After Zhao Cunxiao finished speaking, he led Zhao Xiaojun towards the door.

But as soon as I walked into the courtyard, I heard a woman's scolding voice outside the courtyard gate:

"Okay, you Zhao family pocker, you still plan to eat white food, get out of here, if you don't settle the account today, I will make trouble with your clan elders!"

Zhao Cunxiao, who heard the voice, stopped suddenly, his face full of embarrassment. The women outside the courtyard gate saw Zhao Cunxiao walking into the courtyard, and regardless of the pull of the men around them, they rushed in, pointed at Zhao Cunxiao and said:

"Give the money!

Zhao Cunxiao said with some hesitation:

"Didn't I talk to Brother Liu, let's settle the bill together next month. ”

After speaking, he also looked at the man behind the woman, presumably this is "Brother Liu".

The woman pointed to the man next to her with disdain and said:

"I'm sorry! This person who has received a thousand knives dares to promise you? This shop belongs to my Liu family, and he is just a bastard who comes to eat soft rice, and he can still do it if he says so?"

When "Brother Liu" behind him heard this, he frowned and straightened up to say something, but after all, he shrugged his shoulders and lowered his head.

Hearing this, Zhao Xiaojun took a step forward and said:

"How much does my Uncle Zhao owe you, I'll give. ”

When Zhao Cunxiao heard this, he hurriedly pulled Zhao Xiaojun behind him and said:

"Why don't you need to come? ”

Then he said to the woman in front of him:

"It's really gone. ”

Women don't care about this, just now I heard that the young man wanted to pay back the money for Zhao Cunxiao, and said directly:

"I don't care if any of you give it to me, I won't be able to get the 100 yuan you owe today, my mother is not finished!"

Before going out, Mo Wei gave Zhao Xiaojun some money in case of emergency. At this time, Zhao Xiaojun put his hand into his clothes and pretended to grope, and then took out a hundred copper coins from the storage ring tied around his neck.

"Here you go!"

After saying that, he threw it over.

The woman received the money and counted it carefully twice before dragging the man behind her away.

Seeing that the two left, Zhao Cunxiao was very embarrassed and said to Zhao Xiaojun:

"It's really making you laugh, I'll give it back to you when the next moon clan is enshrined. ”

Zhao Xiaojun learned from Mo Wei's appearance, arched his hands, and said:

"Uncle Zhao is outside. ”

Looking at the serious appearance of the young man in front of him, Zhao Cunxiao forgot about his embarrassment and laughed, his son should be so old, but he doesn't know where he is now and what the situation is.

After collecting his thoughts, Zhao Cunxiao said to Zhao Xiaojun again:

"But you can't do this after you go out, and you look too old, but you don't want to be a farmer, you want to ...... Well, be cowardly. ”

As soon as Zhao Xiaojun was said by Zhao Cunxiao, his hand froze in mid-air, not knowing what to do.

Zhao Cunxiao pressed Zhao Xiaojun's hand and said with a smile:

"If you don't know what to do, you just have to stay silent. ”

......

Zhaojia Village is not a big village, there are only more than 40 families in total, of which 30 families are surnamed Zhao, and you can see the largest courtyard from the village at a glance, which is the old house of the Zhao family.

During the day, the courtyard gate in the small village is often hidden, Zhao Cunxiao pushed open the front door by himself, walked to the second gate, and said loudly inside:

"Uncle, can you be at home? ”