"When I was younger, I once insisted on going to Beijing with my dad on a business trip, and he didn't have time to take care of me because he was busy with work, so he boarded me with his good friend, a family with a high surname. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Uncle Gao's house is very large, it is an ancient mansion with two courtyards and many rooms, just like the ancient court. It is said that this uncle, surnamed Gao, is in the timber business and is quite busy, so during the days when I stayed at his house, his son was playing with me. ...... day"

As he spoke, Man Shengsheng narrowed his eyes, trying to recall the details of that day:

"That day, I was feeding fish by the pond in the yard, and Uncle Gao's son suddenly came to me with a dirty notebook, saying that he didn't know a word, and asked me to read it to him, and that the notes were picked up. I was only 6 years old at the time, and I didn't know a lot of words.

Just as I was squeaking and choppy, reading purely for the sake of literacy, a man selling sugar gourds suddenly appeared outside the gate of the courtyard...... Well, that's right. ”

She nodded, and finally remembered the events of that day. Next, she unreservedly told Xiao Ju about the unforgettable experience more than 20 years ago.

On that day, the person who sold the sugar gourd sat on the threshold of Gao's house, put the sugar gourd on the ground, and began to pant heavily, and kept wiping his sweat.

But then, he sat on the threshold for a long time, and he had no intention of getting up and leaving to continue selling, but stared left and left, and kept looking around, as if he was looking for something. In the end, the person selling the sugar gourd twisted his face towards the courtyard, smiled at Man Shengsheng and the little young master of the Gao family, pulled out two strings of sugar gourds and said:

"Little master, little girl, do you want to eat authentic Beijing sugar gourd?"

Man Shengsheng licked his lips, but he was hungry for this red sugar gourd, but the little master of the Gao family was indifferent. He pointed to the person who sold sugar gourds, the road of people and ghosts:

"Hmph! My dad said that you are not allowed to talk to strangers, and you are not allowed to eat things given by strangers, and besides, you are not from Beijing, so why do you say that you are selling authentic Beijing sugar gourds. You are not allowed to sit on the threshold of my house, go quickly. ”

"Oh, how do you know I'm not from Peking?" asked the man who sold sugar gourds curiously.

"Your accent is not like that, I have an aunt from Guizhou who speaks the same as you, and you are definitely not from Beijing. ”

After listening, the person who sold the sugar gourd laughed, thinking that this little ghost was quite shrewd:

"Hahaha, slippery head. Okay, I'll go, but you'll have to give me my stuff back. ”

"What is it?" asked the young master.

"The notebook, of course. ”

"How do you prove that this notebook is yours?" questioned the young master Gao.

"You just picked it up from the seat I was sitting in. Actually, when I passed by your door just now, I accidentally dropped my notebook here, and now I came back to look for it, but I didn't find it, and I was tired again, so I sat here and rested. I didn't expect you to pick up my notebook, so give it back to me. ”

With that, the man selling the sugar gourd stretched out his hand and motioned for him to return the notebook to him. Seeing this, Young Master Gao hid the notebook behind him and tempted him to:

"I don't believe it unless you can tell what's inside. ”

The candy gourd seller laughed again, saying that he was a clever ghost:

"Hahaha, you're really a little ghost!"

Young Master Gao looked proud, but no matter how he beat Hara, the eyes of the people who sold sugar gourds always deliberately fell on Man Shengsheng, who looked honest next to him:

"Well, well, since I lost the notebook, I'm sure I know what's inside. But...... You kids don't understand those things. Well, in order to prove that the book is mine, I won't tell you what it's in, but I can tell you how to pronounce those words. ”

Young Master Gao's eyes grunted, and he hid the notebook backwards and said:

"You're an adult, so of course you know a lot of words. ”

"Then I don't look at the notes, I can tell the words you just asked this young lady, how to pronounce them. Hey, hey!"

The man who sold the sugar gourd had a confident expression that couldn't help him:

"The word you just asked her is '陙', and the monk's name is '陙岩'. The woman's name is 'Ah Yan', am I right?"

Young Master Gao didn't speak, but Man Shengsheng nodded.

"Hahaha, this young lady is honest, how about the little master, shouldn't you give me back the notebook?"

The man selling the sugar gourd reached out again and asked for the notebook.

Young Master Gao pouted with a look of reluctance, he didn't want to admit defeat, and he didn't want to hand over the notebook, and blamed Man Shengsheng for why he had to admit that there was a monk written in it.

"Tut-tut......"

The person selling the sugar gourd shook his head in disappointment, and deliberately said to Master Gao:

"Little young master, you see, your Gao family's business is so big, such a large piece of land, and such a big two houses are yours, why do you care about a dirty notebook that you can't understand at all. In this way, how about you give it back to me, and I will not only give you a sugar gourd, but also tell you the story of this monk?"

After that, in order to dispel his suspicions, he dragged down a string of sugar gourds and ate them first:

"Well, sweet and sour, delicious! ”

As a 5-year-old child, Master Gao's cautious performance has already made people shout and admire, but as a little kid with a shallow mind, he doesn't have a too firm position, especially in the face of extremely naïve but straightforward temptation.

He licked his lips and glanced at Man Shengsheng undecidedly, Man Shengsheng blinked his eyes and did not speak, but the two reached a consensus inexplicably and fell under the pomegranate skirt of the sugar gourd.

"Great, really good, come, one person, one string, not enough for me. ”

Seeing that the two little children with weak willpower finally handed over the notebook obediently for the sake of the sugar gourd, the person who sold the sugar gourd smiled happily and distributed the sugar gourd to them as agreed. The two of them, you look at me and I look at you, each of them is very happy.

Taking back the notebook, the person who sold the sugar gourd was very satisfied, and kept looking at the two little ghosts eating the sugar gourd with a smile on their mouths.

He especially focused on Man Shengsheng, or rather, he couldn't take his eyes off her. Man Shengsheng was eating, and he also noticed that he was looking at her, and he innocently smiled at him.

"What's your name, little girl?" asked the candy gourd seller.

"Full victory. She told him without hesitation.

He lowered his head and muttered to himself: "Man Shengsheng, why is it different from the name that Lao Man took?" But this face looks like Man Aile is carved out of the same mold, and it can't be wrong. ”

He watched and watched as Man Shengsheng ate one after another until he couldn't eat anymore.

"Don't eat the girl, eat too much and have a bad stomach, come, wipe your mouth. ”

He handed Man Shengsheng a handkerchief, but immediately took it back. After hesitating, he personally wiped the sugar gourd dregs on Man Shengsheng's face:

"Hahaha, childhood should be so simple and happy, and I have a little daughter like you. Look at your delicate appearance, beautiful little face, our little sect master will definitely like it. ”

Man Shengsheng stood stupidly like this, letting the sugar gourd seller wipe her face clean. Although she didn't know what the man was muttering all along, she felt that he was very kind.

"Okay, wipe it clean, and the handkerchief will be given to you. ”