"Then how are we going to live today?" Hearing that he would not be able to go to Jiangzhuang until tomorrow, the fat man couldn't help but shout, in this cold winter, they can't just stay in the car, the thin iron sheet can't help the howling cold wind. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

What's more, they rushed to Liujiazhuang in the dark, but they missed a gas station, and now there is not much gasoline in the car, if they turn on the heating and air conditioning overnight, they are afraid that they will have to push the car to Jiangzhuang the next day.

"This ......"

The old branch secretary hesitated when he heard this, their Liujiazhuang is a poor villager, and there is basically no spare house in every household, if a few women come and say that they can go to live in the homes where those men go out to work, but Fang Yi and the three of them are obviously not suitable.

"Old man, do you want to ...... Just let them go to Ergouzi's house to live?" Seeing the embarrassed appearance of the old man, the old lady said: "Ergouzi's house is big enough, let's go and help them burn the kang, it should be no problem to stay overnight, right?"

"Okay, why didn't I think of it!" Hearing his wife's words, the old branch secretary patted his thigh and said, "Old woman, you take them over first, I'll go home and get the key, and then bring some firewood......"

Si Yuanjie's home is almost next to the old branch secretary's house, after his grandfather died and Si Yuanjie left home, the key to their house has always been placed in the old branch secretary's home, but this autumn Si Yuanjie has not been at home, but there is no firewood to burn the kang in winter.

The fat man was shivering from the cold now, and he wished he had a place to live quickly, and after hearing the words of the old branch secretary, he hurriedly said: "Uncle, let's go and help you carry firewood!"

"No, no, you are guests in the city, what kind of gas do you use, where have you done all this work......" The old branch secretary waved his hand again and again, and said: "You follow the old woman to go first, open the door to boil the kettle water, and when the second dog comes back, he brings some firewood, and the kettle water is still enough......

"Uncle, we used to be from the countryside......" Hearing the words of the old branch secretary, Fang Yi suddenly laughed and said: "We also use firewood for dinner and everything, don't be polite when you are old, we can work more quickly!"

Although the household registration has been done in the city, to be honest, from Fang Yi's fat man to the three guns, one of the three brothers is counted as one, and they are all mud legs ashore for a few days, especially Fang Yi, carrying water and chopping firewood for cooking was done every day before, and farm work was nothing to them at all.

"They are all good babies!"

Seeing Fang Yi and the others each holding a large pile of firewood, the old branch secretary nodded again and again, whether this is a cropper or not, you can see it at a glance from the work, not to mention the most handsome young man, even the other two are also good hands.

But what the old branch secretary didn't see was that after each person picked up a pile of firewood, Fang Yi quietly put two hundred yuan on the firewood stack, for the countryside, the reserved firewood can be sold for money, like those who are not at home from work, they often have to spend money to buy it when they go home for the New Year.

"Uncle, this is Si Yuanjie's home?"

followed the old branch secretary to a fat man with a high wall, Fang Yi and the others couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, compared with the low earthen house next to it, the brick and stone wall of Si Yuanjie's house seemed very abrupt, could it be that Si Yuanjie's family was still a landlord before?

"Yes, this is it, their family doesn't farm......" The old branch secretary said something inexplicable, took out the key and opened the courtyard door, and let Fang Yi and the others walk in.

"Huh, such a big yard?"

As soon as they entered the door, the fat man and the three guns saw a large courtyard of two or three hundred square meters, the floor of the yard is generally paved with bluestone, and the other half is very hard dirt that has been stepped on, and there is a wooden shelf on the bluestone ground, but the shelf is empty, and the things on it have obviously been put away.

On the dirt floor, there are more than a dozen wooden piles more than one meter high, and the distance between the wooden piles varies from one to the other, taking up almost half of the area of the dirt floor.

"This is a martial arts training ground!" Fang Yi's eyes swept to understand the purpose of this courtyard, behind the Taoist temple where Fang Yi lived, the old Taoist priest had also leveled out such a place, but the area was not as large as here.

"Let's go, go into the house and talk......"

The old branch secretary walked in front and opened the door of Si Yuanjie's house, compared with other houses in Liujiazhuang, Si Yuanjie's house is good, at least the foundation of the house is made of bluestone, and the whole house is also a brick and stone structure, but the bluestone outside has been covered with moss, and it has obviously been built for some years.

"Didn't you see it, this kid Si Yuanjie was still a landlord in the past?"

As soon as the fat man's eyes lit up as soon as he entered the door, he saw that the tables and chairs in the living room in the middle of the house were all old styles, at least decades ago.

The old branch secretary lit a kerosene lamp on the table in the room, and the room suddenly became bright, and when he turned around, the old branch secretary smiled: "The landlord can't say it, their land has long been gone, but when my old brother was alive, their family was in a very good situation......

"Uncle, let's burn the kang first and then talk about ......"

The structure of the rural houses is similar, Fang Yi went straight to the kitchen with firewood, put some old newspapers on fire in the place where the fire was burned, and after lighting the newspaper with the fat man's lighter, the three gunners quickly pulled up the bellows, that is, in ten minutes, the fire in the kang was already burning.

Through the compartment in the middle of the house, the heat flowed into the room, and the whole house suddenly became warmer, and the old branch secretary beckoned Fang Yi and the others to sit down, and said: "My brother's house is all connected to the ondol, which is much warmer than ours......"

The bigger the room, the more firewood needs to be burned, except for the northeast, where the weather is very cold, people in Hebei Province usually only burn the kang in the sleeping room, but Si Yuanjie's home is all hot, which was only possible in large households in the past.

A few minutes later, Fang Yi brought the boiling hot water, found a few large bowls and poured a bowl of water for each of them, and asked the old branch secretary: "Uncle, Si Yuanjie's family is good, why does this kid still want to run out?"

Although Fang Yi had talked to Si Yuanjie about some family matters and knew his origins, he didn't know much about the situation in Si Yuanjie's family, and only knew that Si Yuanjie had no other relatives like himself since his grandfather died.

"Their family used to be good, but since his parents died, the family has been bad......

Hearing Fang Yi's words, the old branch secretary shook his head and said: "This baby's life is hard, there was still some money in the family, who knew that my old brother was sick again all of a sudden, and if he was not saved, not to mention, the little money in his family was also spent, otherwise this child would not have gone out to work......"

The Si family is in Liujiazhuang, it can be said that it is a relatively alternative existence, since the Qing Dynasty, the Si family has settled in Liujiazhuang, at that time it was to farm for a living, but from the generation of Si Yuanjie's ancestor boss Yuangong, the Si family began to open a museum to accept apprentices.

As one of Dong Haichuan's descendants, Si Yuangong has a very high reputation within a radius of hundreds of miles, and even some people come to apprentice from thousands of miles away.

Relying on the apprentices to teach boxing, the life of the Si family was very prosperous, and this big courtyard and house were also built at that time, and in the generation of Si Yuanjie's great-grandfather, he was still a well-known boxer.

But after the liberation, the life of the Si family became difficult, especially in those years of natural disasters, the crops could not even eat, where there were still people willing to apprentice and practice martial arts, so the Si family could only rely on the filial piety of the disciples they received in the early years to barely maintain.

This situation has changed in recent years, Si Yuanjie's grandfather taught Si Yuanjie not only to teach others boxing, so the life of the Si family has gradually improved, if it were not for the successive accidents at home, the Si family still belongs to a relatively wealthy family in Liujiazhuang.

"My old brother has a real kung fu ......"

The old branch secretary said that he pointed to the wooden girder more than three meters high, and said: "In such a high place, my old brother can sit on it with a stomp of his feet, who of us in ten miles and eight villages does not know that the old Si family has real kung fu......?

"Okay, if you practice for a few days, you're afraid of pain and pain, if you had the perseverance of the child of Ergouzi, you wouldn't be in such a bad health now......"

Before the old branch secretary finished speaking, he was exposed by his own wife, "If you want to say that the child Ergouzi can really endure hardships, when he was five or six years old, he was often smoked by wicker with blood marks, and I don't know how his grandfather could be ruthless?"

"What do you two think I'm doing?"

As soon as the old lady finished speaking, the eyes of the fat man and the three guns looked at Fang Yi, in the memories of their brothers, Fang Yi was also blue and purple when he was young, and he was beaten by the old Taoist priest when he was practicing kung fu.

"Brother Yi'er, no wonder you are so good to Si Yuanjie, dare you both be beaten?" The fat man laughed, he was very glad that he didn't practice martial arts with the old Taoist back then, otherwise it is estimated that he would have that feeling of being connected to Si Yuanjie now.

"Okay, it's not early, you guys rest first, Ming'er, I'll take Da Niu's daughter-in-law and go to Jiangzhuang with you!"

After cleaning up the house briefly, the old branch secretary and the old couple stood up, although he was not sure that Fang Yi was a good person, but Si Yuanjie's four-walled house had nothing to steal, they couldn't even move the house, right?

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PS: It's Monday, let's have a few referral tickets. (To be continued.) )