The stone eaves at the entrance of the Bear Cave were pouring snow and water through the entire Bear Cave, as if it were raining heavily.

Not far from the cave, Ji Xiao secretly lit a fire and roasted a stripped chicken, which was stolen from a village not far away, not only stolen the chicken, but also took other people's salt, sauce and vinegar.

Roast the chicken until fragrant and pin it to your waist. grabbed a bag of things and walked towards the mouth of the cave, a month passed, although there was bear meat to last for a few days, but this ice and snow for a whole month, who could resist it, even he himself lost a lot of weight.

Entering the cave, he saw his mother, who was wrapped in a bear's skin, and over the past month, her face had become more wrinkled, her cheeks had shrunken, and her eyes had sunken slightly.

It's really hard to live this winter by eating one day and starving for two days.

For the sake of his mother's health and health, he decided to steal, because after digging through the whole mountain, he could not find a single wild thing, even if it was frozen to death, and he was poor and dead, and there was nothing to gnaw on except grass roots and tree bark.

In the cave, he pushed his half-sleeping mother, revealing a simple smile, "Mother, mother, look at what I brought, hehe, this is a pheasant!" ”

Holding the roast chicken and shaking it in front of his mother who woke up, Ji Xiao smiled and didn't reveal his guilt or anything like that, but a sense of guilt came to his heart, because he didn't catch the chicken, but he stole it.

Ji's mother woke up, smelled the aroma of barbecue, took it and took a bite, ate it a few times, and found that the taste was wrong, there was a taste of salt, and the smell of sauce and vinegar, she broke free from hunger, and began to examine her son, and finally saw the bag that her son hid behind him, that thing was not her own, put the roast chicken on the stone, and it was broken at a glance, and she was a little angry that hatred of iron and steel, "Ji'er, I have taught you since I was a child, you can't steal other people's things no matter what, I would rather starve to death than eat stolen food!" ”

"Mother, mother, you can't starve to death, you can't, Chang'an hasn't arrived yet! I can't find anything to eat on this mountain, I'm helpless, there's really no way," Ji Xiao knew that the matter was exposed, and he didn't hide his quibbles, remorse and helplessness welled up in his heart, and his mother taught him that as a man, he shouldn't flick his tears, so he forced the sourness that welled up on his nose to be suppressed.

Ji Mu got up, didn't say much, took down a few long and sharp branches from the dry firewood, took off Ji Xiao's shirt, and tied these branches to his back.

"Do you remember the allusion to the guilt? As I told you, I also warned you about the rooster and dog thief, if you make a mistake today, you must admit it! ”

"People, living in the world, must be bright and upright, and if the body is upright, they are not afraid of crooked shadows!"

Ji's mother took Ji Xiao, who was bare-chested, with a roast chicken in her hand, and walked in the direction guided by her son.

During this period, Ji Xiao wanted to carry his mother, but Ji's mother disagreed with a cold face, so she just walked slowly.

When he came to the place where Ji'er had stolen, he asked his son to dump out the stolen things in the bag, and some crockpots rolled out, including a dog with his mouth gagged and tied up with flowers.

scolded Ji Xiao for kneeling, kneeling down himself, and apologized to the owner in the house who didn't understand.

Immediately afterwards, a ran out of it, and according to the old woman outside, she pulled out a long pointed wooden strip and hit Ji Xiao's back viciously. Every sound was torturing Ji's mother, until an old scholar in a white robe came out to stop the concubine's behavior, Ji's mother opened her eyes and looked at her bloody son behind her, and pounced on her son in distress and hugged her son and cried.

Ji Xiao endured the pain and said vigorously that it didn't hurt, if he made a mistake, he should be punished, and the child would never make such a low-level mistake again.

This old scholar touched the scene, a filial son, a loving mother, the cold and the cold couldn't bear it, so he quickly invited them to come in and live, and forgave Ji Xiao for stealing things.

After that, before arriving in Chang'an, they have been living here, and in return, Ji Xiao helped them chop firewood and farm, because of their strength, Ji Xiao alone can top seven or eight people.

In the Big Wild Goose Pagoda in Chang'an, Huigen and Master Wushi are sorting out the scriptures.

Because Master is an old fool, even if he sorts out the scriptures, he will still make mistakes, so he has to follow behind and sort out the things that Master has sorted out again.

In winter, it is very cold outside, only the Big Wild Goose Pagoda is closed in space, and it is relatively warm, and it is also a place where the little monk who loves to read likes to stay.

The little monk copied the story he heard a few days ago according to his memory, he did remember that Master Xuanzang was a senior monk of their Temple of Mercy and Grace, who had traveled westward, and he also liked this story very much, and the little boiled egg shook, "What will the story be like after opening the seal of the Buddha from the foot of the Five Elements Mountain?" I'm looking forward to it, I'll go out again, but it's been at least half an hour to get there! It doesn't matter. ”

The little monk Jingxu made a report to the master, left the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, left the Temple of Mercy and Grace, and happily walked towards the relatively nearby Dongshi, because the storyteller Yao Brother would tell a story in the Journey to the West Restaurant in the Dongshi next. If you go to the West Market, it will take at least an hour. Because the West Market is in the west of Chang'an, the distance is far, and I was almost locked up in Fang City when I was fascinated by it.

Huigen thought to himself, why has the little junior brother been running back and forth recently, it can't be an affair, the people of Buddhism, they should cut off the seven emotions and six desires, and came to the bookcase written by Jingxu, which was full of several pieces of paper.

Holding a broom, Huigen picked up the paper written by the little junior brother, read it, originally frowned, and finally read it fascinated, good thing, no wonder the little junior brother was in a hurry to go out, it turned out that he went to Dongshi to listen to the story.

Huigen was also a little uncontrollable, because the story was attractive, after reading it was all the fantasy of the Sun Monkey dancing with a stick, and what other magical powers like the seventy-two changes, as well as the not-so-good-looking image of the Sun Monkey drawn by the little junior brother, so he pulled the confused master Wushi over, and took a look together, Wushi laughed while watching, and asked Huigen if this was written by Jingxu?

Huigen replied that it should be, let the master read the last words written by Jingxu: East Market, outside the Journey to the West Restaurant, Brother Yao is going to tell a story here.

Huigen was still interested in the story, so he naturally wanted to listen to it, but he didn't know what Master really thought, and when Master finished reading the story, he quietly waited for Master's reaction.

Wushi took the last piece of paper, flipped through it, and found that the back was blank, and immediately threw away the scriptures, and took Huigen towards Dongshi, such a beautiful story, you must not miss it.

East City, Journey to the West Restaurant, those arranged bad people wine trays are rushing to book ale wine in the restaurant, causing a psychological effect that is not known, from time to time someone deliberately sighs, why is the wine pre-sold out again, such a delicious wine, it's a pity.

As a result, those who were waiting in line sighed, and some of them were even scolding, there was no more, and it was a pity that they had waited in line for so long.

Seeing this situation, Ding knew that the supply and demand for wine could be increased, and no one would complain if the price increased slightly, and the hunger effect that the princess asked for had already occurred.

The little monk Jingxu still propped his head on the wooden plank, listening intently to Yao Ziang's story, he didn't know that the senior brother and the master also quietly stood behind him, listening to the story together.

The three masters and apprentices didn't know that the story was written by the princess Wu Yueya, who was the one in the wild village outside Jingzhou City.

However, this restaurant is opened by the princess, almost everyone in Chang'an City knows, the propaganda of bad people, plus the promotion of hunger marketing strategies, and the launch of stir-fried vegetables, many wine shops have been operating dismal in the past few days. Read the latest chapter of "Steamed Tang Claw Book House" for free for the first time.