The little aunt of unknown origin stayed at the inn.

Although Yu Sheng didn't want to admit it, under the nod of all the older people in the town, the little aunt seemed to be his little aunt.

The wolf's heart with high leaves can be seen in the bright moon, so he arranged the little aunt in the spacious attic of the inn for the rest of his life.

This loft is located on the third floor alone, with an unobstructed view of the mountains and forests on the left and the lake on the right.

Open the door and go through the porch, and there is a beautiful woman leaning on the porch.

In the past, the eaves of the left and right of the attic were not lit, but since Aunt Qing came, a red lantern was lit on it, making the inn a little more populated.

The soft mattress for the rest of his life was also snatched away, which made the rest of his life very sad.

When I sent the passers-by away in the morning and went downstairs after a sleep, the lobby was already lively.

There were guests who did not leave, and there were also villagers in the town, who surrounded the blind storyteller man and woman, and were about to taste the ancient again.

Yu Sheng saw Aunt Qing standing behind the counter, pulling on the abacus with one hand and flipping through the account book with the other.

She is dressed in white, her hair is not wearing a crown of beads, and she is dressed as a man in a ponytail, and she is very handsome.

Yu Sheng lay on the counter and watched her settle accounts, "The inn only makes a lot of money from wood wine, and now the inn is thriving in my hands." ”

Aunt Qing pushed the hair hanging from her forehead behind her ear, "Break your fingers and calculate how much you earned." ”

"You can't count it on your fingers, at least with your hands and feet. Yu Sheng said.

"Then you'll have to cut off at least six of your fingers to be able to use your toes. Aunt Qing closed the account book, "The remaining money in the inn's account is less than four times." ”

"How is that possible?" the rest of his life did not believe.

"It costs two guan of money to carve hu rice, and there are ten guan of grain left, and then there are herbal seeds...... "Aunt Qing said while pulling the abacus, "There are already a lot of four guan left." ”

"You wait for me, I'll count. Yu Sheng turned around to get the piggy bank, "No, how do you know that there is money left in the account, I don't keep accounts." ”

Aunt Qing put the money jar on the table, "Is all the money here?"

"Why is the money jar here for you?" Yu Sheng looked at Aunt Qing in surprise, the money jar had been sitting next to his bed, and it was difficult for her to enter the house while she was sleeping?

For the rest of my life, I immediately felt a kind of shyness and embarrassment of being looked at

Aunt Qing pointed to the little white fox lying on the stool, "I'll let the little fox take it out." ”

Yu Sheng glanced at the little white fox, and the little white fox quickly turned his head, and the second traitor appeared.

Yu Sheng looked down at the dog biting his tail in a circle under his feet. Fortunately, there is another loyal one, and her minions will not reach out to the dogs.

But isn't the dog guarding King Kong in the firewood room, why did he come out?

Aunt Qing also saw the dog, "The taste of raising things is up to your mother, and she also raised an ugly one so chic." ”

"It's not a thing, it's a dog. The rest of her life certified to correct her.

The dog stopped and bit his tail sadly, squatted on the ground and silently watched the rest of his life. Aunt Qing hugged it, "You're not a thing." ”

"Why am I not a thing? I'm a good thing. After Yu Sheng, he asked curiously, "What is my mother's raising?"

"It's about the same as a dog, but it's more biting than a dog. Aunt Qing put the account book on the counter and took a jar of wine from the back cabinet.

The rest of his life was distressed, and told her that the money was consistent, and let her save some drink.

"The fruit has been harvested, and if I want to make wine next year, there is still a donkey behind me, and I don't know if I can make it until next year. Yu Sheng said.

"Let the donkey in the backyard save some water in the future. Aunt Qing said as a matter of course.

Yu Sheng lay on the counter and glanced at the backyard, "That's not good, if you offend it by deducting the wine, there will definitely be no good fruit to eat." ”

Aunt Qing smiled at the rest of her life, "Are you still afraid of a donkey?"

"Maomao is not an ordinary product, but people are the donkeys of the city lord's family, you have to be the master to offer, otherwise it will be bad to offend the city lord. ”

"Then why did you get it back?"

"I was deceived too. "The rest of my life said that the porcelain was changed for hair. Just looking at Aunt Qing's smile, he was a little cold for some reason.

The porcelain vase that was changed was not filial, so bold. Aunt Qing made a note in her heart for the sword slave and Mao Mao's mother.

"Maomao, I have a way over there. Aunt Qing said, "You go and make me a snack first, and by the way, take a porcelain bottle for me to use for flower arrangement." ”

For the rest of his life, he wanted to go there and listen to the book.

"Alas, not filial piety at all. Aunt Qing sighed, "By the way, when the little fox went to the money jar, the dog followed up and took out this by the way." ”

Aunt Qing put a book on the table and pretended to be curious: ""Lamp Grass Monk, what kind of book is this?"

Yu Sheng immediately stood up, "I'll do it, do it right away, do it well." ”

He stretched out his hand to hold the book in his arms, but Aunt Qing took the book away, "Go and go, you can't learn well at a young age." ”

Yu Sheng had no choice but to squat down and pat the third traitor on the head, drive it to see King Kong, who was still in a coma, and then go back to the back kitchen.

In the lobby of the inn, the storyteller put the building on the table, and there were already many villagers around her.

The woman's face was difficult to see, so she temporarily put on a hat with a black veil.

She pressed the string with her left hand, and gently knocked the string with a bamboo ruler in her right hand, attracting everyone's attention before saying: "Thanks to the love of the villagers, let us have a place to stay." ”

The blind man next to her stood up and bowed to the crowd.

The woman said: "In order to repay the kindness of the villagers, today we will tell a story related to our town that has been circulated among the great desert cities for a long time. ”

Everyone talked about it, and Li Zheng didn't believe it: "Before the road was blocked, few people came to the town, what stories can we have in our town, and they are still circulating among the cities?"

"This story happened a long time ago, before the sword bag was hung on the torii. The woman whispered, "A story about mirrors." ”

The woman looked around after selling a pass, and saw that everyone was at a loss, and couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

But the mirror had disappeared for a long time, and it was not so easy to find, so the woman quickly put away her emotions.

It's just that she didn't see that behind the counter in the distance behind her, Aunt Qing, who was settling accounts, raised her head and glanced at her.

The woman tapped the string three times, and told the story of the mirror with the sound of pearls and jade.

Different from the rough voice of the blind man, the woman's words are crisp when she tells the story, and her voice is like a turn, like a new warbler out of the valley and a swallow returning to the nest.

She is also capable in breaking sentences, rarely long sentences, but there are a lot of emotional transitions, slow or urgent, high and low.

In the place of changing the tone, it is endless, and I feel that all the songs have a good tone, which is breathtaking.

The story is also very fascinating, telling a strange thing that happened a long, long time ago, when the town's fertile land was not cultivated and the crops were not harvested, and the townsfolk were fishing to make ends meet.

At that time, there were a lot of daily catches from fishing, but there were also many big fish and fish monsters, and the villagers needed to work together in groups to fish.

One morning, when the sun was still behind the mountain and only the white belly of the fish was exposed, the villagers rowed boats with harpoons and fishing nets to the lake to fish.

At that time, there was fog on the lake, which was not too thick, but its presence could not be ignored.

The villagers did not dare to row into the depths of the lake, so they stopped and cast their nets after leaving the reed beach.