Chapter 8: The Poor Man's Game

The leprosy ghost took off forty copper coins from the money string in Tie Xinyuan's hand and said with a smile: "I have saved up for three months, and I have brought the consistent money to the mother-in-law and children in the countryside, and I have ten cents left in hand."

Since I want to drink tea, I naturally have to make up 50 yuan to buy tea. ”

Brother Ren, who wanted to drink, smiled bitterly: "Fifty yuan to buy wine is indeed a bit worse, but this is not difficult for the younger brother." ”

The last guy put the remaining fifty cents into his sleeve and laughed: "There has never been such a rich time, fifty cents? Hehe, the meat we bought was enough for twelve of us. ”

Tie Xinyuan laughed and said: "Brother Beaver, my family is a soup cake shop that sells meat, I know how much meat I can buy for fifty yuan, you must not buy carrion, in that case, everyone will not spare you." ”

Brother Beaver laughed and said, "Don't worry, it's guaranteed to be the freshest meat, or the small tea shop outside the city, right?" ”

Seeing Tie Xinyuan nodding with a smile, he left everyone with a high spirit, and disappeared in an instant.

The tuberculosis brother smiled: "Running so fast, could it be that you ran away with money?" ”

Everyone laughed, and the tuberculosis brother pointed to Tie Xinyuan and said: "You are known as a prodigy, and Taixue is also a famous person, since you are stronger than me."

So ......"

Tie Xinyuan said with a smile: "The drum prostitute is naturally found by me, and Brother Yansuo will have to make a few more tunes and lyrics to give to others as a haunt." ”

Brother Iwasu smiled: "What's so strange about exchanging song lyrics for drum music and kabuki, I mean, since you are a prodigy, we don't compose music lyrics, but we also have to be able to enjoy the beauty in our arms,"

Speaking of this, his face changed to disgust, and he weighed the copper coin in his hand and said viciously: "Even if you find a prostitute like a saltless concubine, I have nothing to say." But it is forbidden to ask for a widow. ”

Tie Xinyuan nodded with a smile and agreed, arching his hand to the rest of the people and said, "Junior brother, let's go find a suitable prostitute, and the brothers can go to the tea shed outside the city to wait." ”

After saying goodbye to Shizi, Tie Xinyuan went directly to Zaozun Alley, where his mother was still there.

Last night, she promised her mother to accompany her to the Golden Jade Tower, and the silver empty coffin for her dead father should have been made.

I don't understand why my mother had to build this thing, the cost is nothing, the main thing is that this thing will be dug up by tomb robbers when it is buried in the ground.

After the death of a loved one, the heart of the living relative is the best grave, and I don't understand why the mother has to be so concrete.

"This coffin. Weigh nine catties and nine taels and nine coins, if you count the jade ornaments above, the total weight should be about twelve catties and two taels, and the deviation cannot be greater than five cents. ”

Wang Rouhua sat in the carriage and told her son with a smile about the appearance of the coffin.

"What are you going to put in there?"

"A lock of my hair, a lock of yours, so that your father can know that we are thinking about him over there, and he won't be too lonely."

"The child thinks that a good man like my father will not be left in the underworld for long. If there is still a place for reincarnation in this world, it should be a good person like my father. ”

"Nonsense, your dad will wait for me."

"Then my father is miserable, and I have to wait another hundred and ten years. The child asked the Buddha in Xiangguo Temple, and the Buddha said that you have at least 180 years of life. ”

Wang Rouhua slapped Tie Xinyuan's head and said, "Don't talk nonsense about the Buddha, you will be punished by God."

My mother didn't plan to live that long, and I watched you die after you grew up and married. Yes, then die! ”

Tie Xinyuan smiled: "Are you willing to leave the child? Don't you want to see what your grandson looks like? ”

Wang Rouhua was a little hesitant, but. The grandson was too attracted to her, gritted his teeth and said, "Then wait until I see my grandson." ”

Tie Xinyuan smiled again: "You are satisfied with a grandson?" The child is planning to have a full house of children and grandchildren.

Haven't you always envied the appearance of the old lady of the Yang family with her children and grandchildren around her knees?

When you have one in your arms, one on your back, and one on your knees, all of them calling you grandmother with their mouths open, are you still willing to leave them?

My father may have been reincarnated as a human a long time ago, and now I don't know what rich and noble family to enjoy, and if you can't find my father in the future, it will be a big loss. ”

Wang Rouhua scratched her hair and said, "Your father said he would wait for me." ”

"Hard to say! My father is naturally a man of his word, but if you look at the government of Tokyo City, you will know what the officials in the underworld are like.

My father is a blacksmith, and the government wants him to be reincarnated, but I'm afraid he won't be able to go! ”

Wang Rouhua gritted her teeth and said: "Then go buy some paper money, buy more, and let your father use the money to prevaricate those inconsistencies." ”

Tie Xinyuan smiled, and his mother said this to indicate surrender, this is Wang Rou's fancy surrender, which is rarely seen in ordinary times.

Jin Yulou and the paper money shop are both in Zaozun Alley, and they are also acquaintances, whether it is the silver coffin that the mother has repeatedly asked for, or the massive amount of paper money needed, they have all been done properly.

The silver coffin is somewhat forbidden and cannot be placed in front of people, so it is only when the winter clothes are sent on October 1 that they can be given to the dead father.

I heard that it is necessary to find a high monk to recite the scriptures in order to send this noble coffin to another world......

If the silver coffin disappears with a bang, Tie Xinyuan will immediately devote his life to studying this phenomenon, and if it succeeds, it will rewrite the history of mankind.

Xiaohua stubbornly stood under the eaves with the pipa in her arms, and even though Tie Xinyuan broke her lips, she refused to agree to sing in the grass shed at the city gate.

A little lady who has cooked wontons very well has become a prostitute who sings everywhere with a pipa after disappearing for five years, which Tie Xinyuan never thought of anyway.

The first time I saw Xiaohua holding the pipa in the restaurant and asking the guests if they wanted to listen to the tune, Tie Xinyuan was so shocked that he was almost speechless.

And Xiaohua didn't care about the scolding of the team leader at all, she ran away with the pipa, and chased half a mile, and Tie Xinyuan caught up with Xiaohua, who couldn't run.

I couldn't ask why, no matter how Tie Xinyuan asked, Xiaohua said that she liked the pipa, so she didn't want to continue cooking wontons.

Hell, I like pipa and play the song like cotton, Xiaohua is the worst prostitute Tie Xinyuan has ever seen.

From then on, if he was free, he would invite Brother Qiao to listen to Xiaohua play the pipa, even if Brother Qiao'er's face was drawn into a bun, he was not allowed to say a word, but also put on a drunken appearance, applauded loudly, and gave a lot of money. The rest of the guests dared to say something that was not in their senses. Brother Qiao, who has already become the best of Tokyo's splashing skin, will immediately be full of old punches.

Today, take this opportunity to let Xiaohua get close to Qiaozhuang, and if you have the opportunity, you will get her into Zhuangzi, and hold a broken pipa outside all day long, and she can't eat enough and wear it warmly.

"You know my temperament, I can do anything when I'm not happy.

Today I was already very unlucky, staring outside the palace all morning, and the main thing was that I was still laughed at by others, and I couldn't even talk back.

My mother was bent on accompanying my father, and my mouth was dry when I had already coaxed her.

I'm not in the mood to think about your thoughts now, so I'll ask you a question, do you want to follow me? ”

Tie Xinyuan shook the fan vigorously and fanned the wind, the most unfortunate thing to see this kind of person who didn't pull a few meats, no matter what he did, he gave a happy word, even if he wanted to kill someone, just take out the knife and go directly.

Without saying a word like this, looking at you pitifully, it looks like you owe her 800 yuan, and whoever sees it wants to kick twice to relieve hatred.

Seeing that Xiaohua was still silent, Tie Xinyuan turned around and left, he didn't owe her in the first place.

Fortunately, Xiaohua quietly followed behind him, and Tie Xinyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and it was already a last resort to leave by himself just now.

"Obviously a person who cooks wontons and sells wontons, learn what pipa well, and play the pipa with the hands of the spoon, who gave you this stinky idea?"

"Uncle."

Tie Xinyuan, who didn't intend to hear the echo, suddenly turned his head, glanced at Xiaohua and said, "If your uncle asks you to go, you will go?" Doesn't your dad love you? ”

"Daddy is dead......"

Tie Xinyuan didn't ask the rest of the words, and there was no need to ask, there were not a thousand but eight hundred tragedies like Xiaohua in Tokyo City.

This is a city that constantly creates miracles, but it is also a city that endlessly creates tragedy, as old-fashioned as the Yellow River outside the city, tyrannical and long-lasting.

When I came to the tea shed, it was already very lively.

The tuberculosis brother sat cross-legged on the ground, and in front of him lay a small red clay stove, in which the charcoal fire was burning, and the water in the silver pot was bubbling and bubbling, and the lid of the pot was constantly opened.

He was sharing tea, his appearance was calm and serene, and the sallow yellow on his face seemed to dissipate at this moment.

A scholar walked out of the wheat field barefoot, naturally shook off the mud on his feet, washed his feet in the canal, and put a large handful of cleaned shepherd's cabbage in his hand on the table and said with a smile: "I looked at the wheat field just now, but I didn't expect that there was a large number of fresh and tender shepherd's cabbage here, so I picked it with my hand, and there will be more green vegetables in a while." ”

Tie Xinyuan put the shepherd's cabbage into the pot, measured it and said regretfully: "Good thing, it's just that the quantity is less, mix it with more vinegar and garlic, and then pour it with hot oil, the taste is tsk, it's not enough for me to eat alone." ”

The scholar who picked the shepherd's cabbage said with a smile: "The junior brother has a solid family, and he also eats such a rough thing? ”

Tie Xinyuan smiled and said, "Rough? Wait a minute, you can see what real brutality is when I eat it.

Little flowers! Florets? What are you doing? Don't throw away your broken lute, it's only serious to make these shepherd's vegetables delicious. ”

Xiaohua looked at Tie Xinyuan and then at the pipa in her arms, and finally put down the pipa that was slightly shorter than her, and took the wooden basin to find Shui Zhu'er to mix vegetables with seasonings. (To be continued.) )

PS: Chapter 2