November 8th, the seventeenth day of the ninth month of the lunar calendar, the beginning of winter, the six dragons gather. The town of Liulongchang is larger than Shiqiao and slightly smaller than the Chahe River, and like many small towns in northeastern Sichuan, a small river (the Qingshui River, a tributary of the Xiaoshui River) runs through it.

It's already on the ground, and the early winter market is still lively. In addition to firewood, rice, oil, salt, clothes, pants, needlework, and thread, they can already walk into a teahouse and ask for a pot of good Lishan cui buds, or go to the restaurant to cut a small half catty of pig's head meat, and then make two taels of soju. Those who arrive late may travel a little further or settle in at home and join in the buzz.

Ding Sheng's fish pond is busy from 5 a.m., and the fish basket sellers wholesale their goods early and take a place in the market, waiting for the farmers with bulging pockets. Eating fish is a common thing in Jiacang, but most of them are crucian carp caught in the river or stocked in the rice fields, and the small spines are difficult to clean, and it is not common to feed carp, grass carp and catfish with such a large tail and few spines in the fish pond. Before the birth of the new thing such as the fish pond, the fisherman who could go down to the river to fish was often the main force of fish trafficking, but now the fish in the fish pond can be busy in the river for a year with a net!

When the fishmonger weighed the fish away, Ding Sheng arranged for the hired workers to guard the fish pond, and went to take a nap again. It wasn't until the sun reached his buttocks that he got up and ate a bowl of noodles, changed into a somewhat small suit, and swaggered to the market not far from the fish pond.

In the already crowded narrow streets, the peasants still carry small backpacks. The owner of the food station looked depressed at the meat stall money, and watched the pig killer not far away wielding a knife to cut meat; There is almost no one in the shop of the state-owned distillery, but Wang Mazi's soju shop is crowded, and I heard that the state-owned distillery uses alcohol to mix fake wine; A new private oil mill has opened next to the shochu shop, and farmers line up to carry rapeseed on their backs to extract oil; The "Wang Taoist" who has calculated the eight characters for Guoqiang has a good business, and people are not stingy to spend money to ask about the good and bad of marriage......

Ding Sheng suddenly stopped in front of the Taoist priest. When he was in prison, Guoqiang told him about the reason for going to prison, and he mentioned this fake Taoist priest. There is no one else in the Taoist priest who sets up a stall in the west and eight villages, and he has long wanted to clean up this dog thing! He rolled up his sleeves and looked at the mechanical watch--it will take a while for my sister to pick up Guangwen and get here......

The fake Taoist priest is still the same trick, there is an old imperial calendar and some old books for fortune-telling on the table, and a bamboo stick is placed in a small wooden basket. It was a young woman who asked for a signature. But he was in his twenties, with a sad face on his face, and a two or three-year-old child in his arms.

The fake Taoist priest held a "lower sign" in his hand, shook his head rhythmically from side to side, and then opened his eyes slightly. His right hand reached under the table, and he raised his head to look at the sky, then his lips moved slightly, he sighed deeply, and then said: "You were born in May of the year of Yisi, you are twenty and two years old this year, and you were originally a white snake on Mount Emei......"

The old gentleman didn't finish speaking, causing a burst of Ding Sheng to laugh, "Old man, don't you want to say that this girl is Bai Suzhen......" The person who was about to ask for his life also laughed out loud.

The gentleman laughed. Numerology is the cycle of things. Girl, judging from the zodiac, you are born in the year of the snake and the snake in the month of the snake, this is rare......" The Taoist priest brushed his white hair with his right hand and held a bamboo stick in his left hand, "Your sign is also a sign, 'The earth and fire husband and wife have different intentions, and they are ruthless and ruthless, and it is difficult to raise a husband and a husband, and the family is empty for half a lifetime. If I'm not mistaken, your husband is no longer alive, and he was born in five or eight years, right? ”

I saw that the woman's face was shocked. The onlookers also nodded frequently and exchanged their heads. The girl had tears on her face and looked at the Taoist priest pleadingly: "Old man, if you save me, will it affect the doll, is there a way to solve it?" ”

The Taoist priest closed his eyes. The apprentice standing on the side moved out of the merit box, "Eldest sister, if you find my master, you will definitely have a solution!" ”

The woman and the girl understood what that meant. She hurriedly put the child on the ground, took out the money from her coat pocket, and before she could put a five-yuan yuan into the merit box, a big hand stopped her. "Wait!" Ding Sheng has been staring at the old guy for half a year, and he has already seen the fame in it.

The old man opened his eyes, startled by the uninvited guest, turned to look at the apprentice and the crowd, and then closed his eyes again.

I saw the little Taoist priest behind him glaring angrily, "What does the gentleman want to ask?" When my master and the girl have solved the trouble...... Don't set yourself on fire! After the apprentice finished speaking, he stepped back.

Others also knew Ding Sheng, and began to talk about this singleton who made a windfall. Ding Sheng moved the merit box to the bottom of the case, and another grabbed the little Taoist priest and pressed him to the stool next to the case. "You're miscalculated, old man, I'm her man! Why did you just curse me to death? After Ding Sheng finished speaking, he glared at the people around again, everyone was frightened by the momentum of this "labor prisoner", no one dared to speak, and some were already ready to evacuate.

And the girl whose tears had not dried was also stunned by this big man who was stirring up the situation, but it was the two or three-year-old child who looked at this fishy uncle with a smile.

The Taoist priest opened his eyes and saw the apprentice who was held down and couldn't move, and then looked at the crowd, he couldn't help but be a little flustered! "Sir, if you have anything to say, if you have offended you, I will compensate you, you let him go first!"

"Lao Tzu is going to ask you now, why did Zizi curse me to death?"

"How dare the old man ...... I'm afraid I'm mistaken...... Girl, do you know ......" The false Taoist priest trembled.

"Lao Tzu is the one you just said was born in five or eight years and belongs to a dog, don't ask her, you answer me first...... When did I die? ”

If that's the case, it'...... Lao Dao miscalculated......" Lao Dao looked at the apprentice who was overwhelmed by Ding Sheng's elbow.

"Miscalculated? I think your apprentice miscalculated, right? Ding Sheng tore off the red cloth that had been dragged to the ground on the table, and the pen, ink, paper, inkstone, books, and bamboo sticks on the table were scattered all over the ground.

More and more people came to see the excitement. Ding Sheng took out a bamboo basket from under the table, which was full of small paper balls, "Girl, this old man is a liar!" And this turtle son," Ding Sheng grabbed the little Taoist priest like a chicken, "where did he calculate the words he said?" It's all from you who put up the dragon gate array! One of their accomplices just ran fast! Every time that turtle son pretends to know you and talks to you in the crowd, the one in this township doesn't recognize you? You and I have all revealed it to them! The turtle son wrote down what you said into a note, and handed it to the turtle son, and he handed it to the old liar from under the table, and added what you said yourself, do you think people are accurate? ”

Ding Sheng casually picked up a note from the bamboo basket and handed it to the little Taoist, "You read it to Lao Tzu!" He wanted to read it himself, but he couldn't read a few words at all, so he had to come up with the idea.

The little Taoist priest looked at the master pitifully, where did he dare to read it. Ding Sheng waved his fist, and before he could smash it, the little Taoist priest shrank his neck and said, "I read it...... Read...... Ding Zongzheng, a native of Xinhua Village, 36 years old, a son and a daughter, his father and mother are here; Wife Wang Meizhen, 33 years old......"

"Get out!" Ding Sheng kicked over, and the old Taoist priest and the little Taoist priest didn't bother to clean up, and ran away in dismay......

Ding Sheng picked up the two- or three-year-old child, then squatted down and asked the frightened girl, "What's your name?" ”

The girl wiped her tears and stood up, "My name is Li Farong, let you see the laughter (see the laughter)!" ”

"My name is Ding Sheng, and I was born in five or eight years...... That ......" Ding Sheng didn't know what to say for a while, so he turned around and bought a bunch of oil hemp balls for the little guy at the stall next to him, "What's your name?" ”

"My name is Gao Ming, thank you, uncle!"

The woman took the child in her pocket, put it in her back and left. Ding Sheng shook his head, everyone looked at him differently, as if he had become a big hero...... (To be continued.) )