White City. South Gate.

Baicheng is the northernmost city of the Chu Kingdom, a large country on the mainland of Yingzhou, where the products are abundant, many strange and rare goods, ginseng furs, medicinal supplements, since ancient times, merchants gathered, prosperous endlessly.

On this day, outside the south gate of Baicheng as in the past, the river is endless, and hawkers gather.

There are those who sell rock sugar gourds, those who sell candy, those who sell tea, incense paper horses, fortune tellers, charcoal sellers, horse caravans, scholars, women and girls, and ruffians...

There are also a few carriages, which seem to be scholars and scholars, or people on the official face who are here to bid farewell to friends, wearing silk brocade and drinking and chanting poems with excellent demeanor, such as what "wave your hand to go, Xiao Xiao Zebra Song" and so on, endless literary style.

Or there are high-ranking families here to greet guests, there are frustrated officials and businessmen who are followed by the fallen officials, most of the bloated women are high-spirited, and when they step on the carriage, their eyes are full of ambition, as if they have reached the peak of life, or they will open up a new situation in life from now on, so that millions of people in the world admire and bow their heads.

There are also women from small families, plain clothes, light new makeup, here to bid farewell to their husbands who travel far away to study or seek wealth, but they picked a corner of the city gate, and kept wiping their tears with their sleeves, and the man bowed down and persuaded him in a low voice: My wife is going to cry sadly, and I will go back......

There are also beggars, young and old, lying stiffly in the corner, looking up at the sun with their hearts helpless, with empty and confused eyes, thinking hard about how to survive the coming winter.

No matter how prosperous the world is, there will still be people who are born and died, poor, sick and lonely, which is the original way of life.

There were three or five veterans standing at the gate of the city, protruding to the passers-by with their chests protruding and announcing who was the master of the gate.

Zeng Lao Er is one of them.

He is now close to his sixtieth birthday, and he has been looking forward to his wonderful life with a beautiful and kind woman to take care of, and he has been waiting for most of his life, but she has not appeared for a long time.

At this moment, he looked listlessly at a little boy and a little girl playing "catching stones" in the open space a few feet away, their white little faces smeared by their black hands, but still playing with interest.

Is this the legendary childhood sweetheart? Zeng Lao Er's heart moved.

Folded face couldn't help but be filled with a somewhat innocent smile, as if returning to his childhood that had long been out of reach.

In a trance, I saw a tall girl walking among the people, holding an equally tall boy in her hand, and the young man pulled two old donkeys in his hands, and slowly walked through the crowd, curiously looking forward to the roadside stalls.

This made him excited, and he opened his half-squinted eyes and looked at it carefully.

The girl was wearing a pair of half-worn cotton trousers, a burlap patch at the knee, and a white-washed cotton shirt.

Compared to her gradually developing body, this shirt is already too small, probably because the family is poor, and her aunt has no money to change it for her.

The tight shirt outlines the boundless youth of the girl, and the chest... Ay... Don't accidentally tear your clothes.

The young man was dressed in gray trousers and a gray shirt, and he was generally shabby, and the patches were like the fence of the house of the good friend Zhao Widow who had shaved his head on the edge of the city.

Alas, he has a rare look in his thin eyes, and a little... It shouldn't be a calm smell at his age.

Zeng Lao Er was a little stunned, hurriedly beckoned, and said to a white-bearded companion on the side, "Bring it." ”

Yesterday, a handsome young man in fresh clothes and angry horses came to the gate of the city, showing the token of the Xianmen Supreme Wuji Palace, who dares not to know the golden dragon on the token?

The young man looked at Zeng Lao Er with a sneering eye, and a portrait appeared with just a flip of his empty hands: "These two people are."

The spies of the demon clan may have to sneak into the city in the near future. ”

"Be careful, once you find it, don't startle the snake, immediately report to the city patrol garrison bureau, and there will be a reward. ”

"If you miss it, you and others will not be able to protect their heads. ”

When the man had said this, he went into the city with his toes in high spirits, and must have been feasting in the most luxurious place in the city.

Zeng Lao Er took the portrait from his companion's hand, glanced at it twice, still not at ease, and looked at the two people carefully through the crowd.

The head and face are a little similar, but the people on this portrait are neatly dressed, their eyebrows are flying, and they look like they are pampered, which is the two people in front of them who are so shabby?

It's not that I haven't seen the spies of the demon clan, the yellow sand and poisonous sun in the north always make them rough and gray-headed, these two people are obviously poor children, although their faces are covered with some dust, but their eyebrows are straight, and they are clearly my dignified little sons and daughters.

Even if the young man's expression was a little too calm, it was not surprising that the poor children were in charge of the house early, and the poor children were more mature than their peers.

looked at the two sick old donkeys in the young man's hands again, Zeng Er's eyes suddenly darkened, and he couldn't help but think of his equally poor youth: At that time, wasn't there only such an old donkey in his family?

Zeng Laoer's focused pupils slowly dissipated, and he lazily put away the portrait and handed it to his companion: "There are no spies here." ”

"I don't think of any spy whose head has been kicked by a donkey, and he is going to the city in this blue sky and daylight?"

Yan Mei'er felt very awkward at first wearing the clothes of a poor girl, but she couldn't withstand Zhao Zihan's sweet praise, and slowly calmed down.

He actually said that I looked good in this dress?

Oh, the way he looked at me, how did he look like a hungry wolf in the wasteland......

The little girl is actually already in love, although the young man's strange gaze makes her feel strange and afraid, but there is also a little snickering joy in the bottom of her heart, which makes people inexplicably happy.

When entering the city, Zhao Zihan took advantage of the donkey to recognize his life, "moo" and stubbornly refused to enter the city gate, and quietly drew a small symbol on the brick wall.

That is the mark of the Fish and Shrimp Gang, this place is thousands of miles away from Li Xiaoyu, only Yao Yao will know when she sees it, with her little shrewdness, as long as she sees it at a glance, most of them will trace it and find it according to the map.

Inspired by Qin Fangfang's ambush at the ferry, Zhao Zihan and Yan Mei'er gathered all their qi engines fifty miles away from the city, turned into a mountain village, and exchanged two famous Mobei horses for two old donkeys.

The methods of the two of them to converge their qi are obtained from the masters in their dreams, which are not comparable to ordinary people in this world, or with the ability of the little devil, they can't feel half a point at all if they don't look at each other.

I encountered some trouble when I changed my clothes, Zhao Zihan was a little better, Mei'er was tall and long, and it was difficult to find a suitable one in a small mountain village, so finally a tall half-hundred-hundred-year-old village woman took out her old clothes from a few years ago and covered Mei'er, feeling that she could barely wear them.

But after Mei'er put it on her body, she felt that it was too tight and narrow, so she had to take it off.

Zhao Zihan looked at the various lines that were strangled out on Mei'er's body, and was dumbfounded: It's just other places, and some of the parts that are already prominent are really a little... Exaggeration.

The village woman spread her hands in embarrassment, saying that she could no longer get longer clothes, and Zhao Zihan hurriedly persuaded Mei'er carefully... Many insincere words were spoken.

In fact, it is insincere, Mei'er's flower-like age, even if she is wearing a burlap bag, she will be well-behaved, which makes people greedy, not to mention her appearance?

......

The two walked through the streets, secretly leaving marks in inconspicuous places along the way, and after a while they came to a place where the houses were gradually lowering, quaint and green

There is a plaque on the brick wall: Mud Flat Alley.

Seeing these words, Zhao Zihan nodded secretly: This is it.

Pedestrians looked through the crowd and found that it was extremely noisy, with a faint aroma of fat powder and an indescribable ambiguous smell wandering in the air.

This seems to be a fireworks willow alley?

The half-aged with scumbags on their faces must be the old bustards, and the woman with a tight skirt and a seven-inch heel with her big white legs and heels walks and shakes in the wind, shaking and shaking to people's hearts.

These women are stupid and who don't know.

In fact, there is also such a place in Lancheng, but it is "official", and it seems that they are all "private kilns", as for the difference between the two, the young boy is not enough to know exactly.

With a bitter face, the two walked through the noisy alleys, and through the colorful flow of people, they finally saw the place they were looking for: Li Ergou Restaurant.

The wooden signboard with copper trim was covered with thick oil stains, revealing a black and old appearance, revealing that Uncle Li Ergou's business was only afraid of it.

However, this does not affect him to be regarded as a "boss" in the small village.

Zhao Zihan smiled in his heart, hehe, there are always people who say that the world is so big, I want to go and see, I want to go far away.

This low, narrow shop and black wooden sign, or is it the appearance of the "far away" that the people of that small village yearn for infinitely?

Uncle Li Ergou's figure is very fertile, and the smile on his face is not adulterated.

Seeing the two children take a sack from the donkey, "clucking" and struggling is obviously a few chickens, open the bag and look at it, dried lentils, dried bitter gourd, dried chili peppers, dried radish, and can't help but nod his fat head with big ears.

This is the taste of his hometown, although he does not often go home, but the old lady's craftsmanship is engraved with childhood memories, and can be smelled through the sack.

Glancing at the two children, I was a little surprised: How long have I not been back?

I recalled the appearance of the familiar folks in my hometown, and there seems to be no person in our village who can give birth to such a neat baby.

"Second Uncle Li, when I brought these things to you, Grandma Li said, you have to go home and have a look, Grandma Li and her old man miss her grandson. ”

Zhao Zihan was originally sharp-toothed, but at this time he pretended to be timid.

"My sister and I came to the city to walk around, and by the way, we will get some medicine for my father, and we will be bothering you for about three days or two. ”

Hearing the words "dad" and "grab medicine", Li Ergou immediately stopped the urge to ask who his father was. It's not good to ask clearly, if it's small, maybe you have to break the bank, this dog's world, it's harder to make some money than to eat shit!

As for "bothering" here for a few days, it doesn't matter, the people in the village are poor and reluctant to live in a store, and he has always been the best place for the village to come to the city.

There is no shortage of resting places in the backyard, and it is a big deal to have two more pairs of chopsticks when eating.

Introduced into the backyard by Second Uncle Li, the curtain on the door of a low house flashed, and a plump woman with a bit of grace appeared, and asked in a soft voice: "Yo, Ergou, there is another person in the village?"

"Cuihua, my mother brought some dry goods, which are exactly the ones you like to eat. ”

The woman looked at Zhao Zihan and Mei'er's faces, Mei'er looked at her words and looks, and already knew her identity, so she stepped forward and shouted in a low voice: "Second aunt, I'm going to cause you trouble when I come back to the city." ”

"Don't bother, don't bother, children's family, what are you doing so politely? Come, the second aunt will arrange a place for you to live. ”

Following behind the second aunt's fat buttocks, Zhao Zihan shrank his head, secretly thinking in his heart: I have to find an opportunity to draw a mark at the door of the hotel, or draw it on the black signboard?