Chapter 141: A remote town, a lonely old man

At the head of the river, three or two women were beating their clothes with wooden mallets.

On the shore, wisps of white smoke from coal furnaces rise, and in the distance, winding green hills are faintly visible.

A slanting sunset sprinkled down from the mountain, and in the dim sunlight, one after another was neatly arranged in an orderly manner on the wooden shelves.

In this remote and quiet town, a small Taoist priest wearing a dark blue Tiangang Taoist robe and a crown of hair stepped into this place.

"Wow...... That Taoist priest is so handsome!"

"What a temperament! I think I'm more handsome than a star!"

"Isn't it a model...... How could there be such a handsome Taoist priest!"

"What if you like it!"

The handsome appearance and extraordinary temperament made the girls in the town cast amorous eyes.

The more daring girl even approached him for contact information at the instigation of her companion.

The little Taoist priest smiled and declined, but it didn't make people feel embarrassed at all when they talked and laughed, and those little girls only thought it was more interesting.

"Little Black...... Let's find a place to eat. Declining their invitation to dinner, the little Taoist priest smiled and said to a little black dog beside him.

This little Taoist priest is Jiang Yuanjin who travels here.

These young ladies are really enthusiastic! Jiang Yuanjin smiled bitterly, and could only say that the folk customs were simple......

He didn't expect that wearing the Tiangang Dao robe would usher in so many people's attention.

found a roadside noodle stall and sat down, and the shopkeeper greeted with a smile: "The trail is long...... What to eat!"

"Give me two bowls of somen noodles. Jiang Yuanjin said with a smile.

"Gotcha!" replied the shopkeeper with a smile, and soon made a fire to cook the noodles.

Soon, two bowls of soup noodles with green onions floating on the clear soup were served.

Jiang Yuanjin poured one of the bowls of somen noodles into Xiao Hei's special bowl, thought for a while and said, "Boss, add me another big chop!"

The shopkeeper came over happily with a large row of noodles, and was about to put it in Jiang Yuanjin's bowl of noodles, but was stopped by him.

"It's for this little guy!" Jiang Yuanjin pointed to Xiao Hei who was sitting on the table and said.

"Ah......?" The shopkeeper was dumbfounded, and after repeated confirmation, he put the big row into Xiao Hei's bowl and walked away with a strange face!

These days, the dog eats better than the owner! He naturally didn't know that this little black was not an ordinary puppy.

During this long journey, Xiao Hei did not cry out bitterly, and in many cases even took on the responsibility of exploring the way and finding water sources and wild fruits.

Jiang Yuanjin naturally didn't want to wronged this sensible little guy!

"Thank you, master~" Xiao Hei licked his saliva and said in a low voice.

Jiang Yuanjin smiled and said, "Eat......"

While they were eating, an old man with gray hair and plain clothes came up from the noodle stall.

This old man is living a poor life at a glance, and his hands full of cracks and vicissitudes tell the difficulty of life.

"Uncle Zeng...... Bring your grandson noodles again?" the shopkeeper was obviously an old acquaintance with him, and greeted him with a smile when he saw him.

"yes, add a chop and eggs...... My grandson loves to eat!" the old man shuddered as he pulled out an old cloth from his pocket.

When he opened Bupa, he was wrapped in a piece of loose money of one cent, five cents, and one piece, which was the money he had worked hard to grow vegetables and sell them, and the scattered ones added up to only ten yuan.

The old man was also very familiar with the price of noodles, and he counted them very carefully: one cent, two cents, and seven cents......

After counting the face money, there is only one five-cent coin and two one-dime coins left!

He carefully wrapped it up and stuffed it back into his pocket.

The shopkeeper sighed and said, "Uncle Zeng...... This bowl of noodles is counted as if I asked you to make it, it is not easy for your old man to earn some money, at least you have to save some to prevent old age!"

"No!" the old man was stubborn, put the money on the table and said, "This is open to do business, and I don't give money...... Isn't that just a bully meal!"

"Alas, Uncle Zeng...... I didn't say that little cub of yours, if he had been my little cub, I would have beaten him to death......" The shopkeeper said with a sigh.

The old man also looked a little helpless: "This kid wasn't like this before...... I don't know what hit me five years ago, but it became like this...... Alas!"

"You, you dote on him too much...... shopkeeper packed up and handed it over, and sighed as he looked at the old man's departing back.

Jiang Yuanjin glanced up at the old man's back, and asked suspiciously, "Boss, what is the situation you said just now!"

Obviously, the shopkeeper also has a lot to say about this matter.

He sighed lightly and said, "Isn't it the little cub in his family who doesn't make people worry!"

Old man Zeng's son and daughter-in-law died in a car accident when he was young......

He lives with his wife and his only grandson.

The old couple doted on the little cub very much, and because there was no parental discipline, the little cub had a stubborn temperament since he was a child.

Plucking other people's vegetables, pinching other people's duck seedlings, and peeing in other people's water tanks...... This little villain is terrible!

It's even worse when you grow up, fooling around, fighting, and brawling outside of school and in society!

Later, he was expelled from school because of a group fight......"

Jiang Yuanjin smiled and nodded: "The young man has gone astray......"

The shopkeeper looked at him strangely, this is true, but the key is that this little Taoist priest himself is only a teenager, why is this talking so old!

After being stunned for a moment, the shopkeeper continued: "At that time, bastards were bastards, but they were still filial to the old Zeng Tou and his wife.

Didn't the old man and his wife set up a stall to sell chaos before, and there were gangsters to collect protection money, and the little cub's temper could bear it?

It was hard to do it with five or six people on the other side, and the hand was broken and broken, but the other party didn't get a bargain.

After that, no thugs dared to bully his grandmother......

His grandmother had passed away seven years ago, and when he was seen at the funeral, the little cub cried so much that it was heartbreaking.

To be honest, I couldn't bear to listen to it at that time, and my heart hurt when I heard it.

But five years ago, the little cub didn't know what to stimulate, and locked himself in the house all day long.

Eating, drinking, and Lazar are all settled in the house...... When it was time to eat, his grandfather brought it into the house every morning, noon and evening.

I don't care about anything at home, I don't do anything, I just eat in that room and wait for death.

This is bitter for the old man Zeng, you said that he is a lot old, his son and daughter-in-law died early, his wife is gone, and there is only one grandson left, and he is still such a bastard!

How do you say you're going to spend your days?

He gets up early every day to plant some vegetables and has to raise such a little cub, and everyone else looks distressed!

This old man is still stubborn, and he refuses to help us on weekdays......

Alas, that's a fucked thing!"

Jiang Yuanjin nodded noncommittally.

There are indeed too many unsatisfactory things in this life......