When the old man heard this, he smiled, knocked the pipe in his hand a few times on the stone table next to him, and said indifferently: "The good guy and the bad guy are not the old man, I have the final say." ”

Presumably he has suffered a loss, and the old man is sad, and at this time, it is difficult to hide the sadness.

Wang Ning said: "It's the same!" But...... I'm not a good person, but the one inside is a really good person. ”

As he spoke, he glanced into the house, and the old man nodded, but changed the subject: "The old woman told me that the girl's injuries will take a few days to heal, so you can live in peace." ”

Wang Ning thought for a while, and didn't immediately agree: "I have to ask her about this......" and then added, "I am her servant, and I can't be the master." ”

The old man looked at him with a smile, and he looked tacitly that I saw through your little trick but I didn't break it, which made Wang Ning a little embarrassed.

It is true that when you are walking outside these days, you still need to hide your identity when necessary. Generally speaking, whether it is a husband and wife, a brother or a sister, going to the rivers and lakes with such a relationship can always avoid some troubles. But there are exceptions, such as elopement, etc., which probably use some relationships that others don't believe, and in the final analysis, it's really just to deceive yourself.

Wang Ning knew that the other party had misunderstood, and it would be hypocritical to explain it again. It is categorical that this kind of relationship will not exist in the future, and there will be no more contact with this village in the future, and I am not afraid of misunderstanding these days.

After talking for a while, the topic of the old man also turned to other places, and in almost a lifetime of experience, it is really not bad for this little farce. So I don't know who started and talked about the north.

Wang Ning is actually a little unfamiliar with the north. The situation in the north has always been changing rapidly, and what we are talking about now may have happened a long time ago, but aside from the timeliness, everything over there is distressing.

The old man heard the news from nowhere, rolled his cigarette and took a few puffs, and said indignantly: "I heard that there is a war over there...... A few days ago, the cavalry of the small country of Xiliang hit Fengxiang Mansion, captured several cities, and killed many people...... It's really not as good as a brute. ”

Wang Ning listened quietly, he had been out of this world for more than half a month, and the news naturally couldn't keep up, but if it could reach the south, six or seven percent could still be believed.

He used to stay in the borderland, and it can even be said that he grew up there when he was a child, and he probably knew a little about Xiliang, and he had the impression that although the other party had always opposed the new dynasty, there was still no large-scale war. Like the Fengxiang army in the northwest, the first task is actually to defend Tibet. Hearing such news at this time, as a person who knew the situation over there, he thought further, not like the old man just saw the murder and plunder.

Since they dare to send troops, they must have the support of Beirong behind. This is the primary reason, and the other is probably on the side of the new dynasty, since he knew that Zhou Ji ascended the throne and changed the Yuan Shenwu, and knew that this person would have a big move in the north, even a subversive move. Perhaps after perceiving this change, they were provoked by Beirong, so they brazenly sent troops, probably to take enough bargaining chips to negotiate with the new dynasty with lightning speed.

Under the flames of war, it is normal for dead people to die, and in order to make the chips in his hands sufficient, it is absolutely impossible for Xiliang to massacre the people, otherwise it will really force Xinchao to send troops on a large scale, and it will be worth the loss. After all, they are familiar with the new dynasty's practice of spending money to buy peace, and they will not be so stupid as to completely believe in the tigers and wolves of Beirong.

The old man complained a few words, and in the house not far away, Su Xiaoyan was following the old woman, and occasionally did something wrong, the old woman laughed and scolded her to leave, but then she also taught carefully.

The current scene is indeed like the ordinary days of ordinary people, calm and peaceful, which is cherished.

When the old man heard the commotion, he said, "That girl doesn't look like an ordinary person!" ”

There is still some temptation in these words, Wang Ning doesn't care about this, just Su Xiaoyan's hand that never touches the spring water, but anyone can see that she is rich and noble.

"She hired me for twenty yuan a month, and she is a rich woman!"

The old man was stunned for a moment, a little envious of Wang Ning's ability to make money at such a young age, and then he probably thought of something, his face changed slightly, and the old man asked tentatively: "Aren't you a little white face?" ”

This kind of speculation is also reasonable, after all, there are many women from rich families who do this thing secretly, and handsome men from poor families who can't support them are sent to the rich family to be subordinates, and it is also a way out to really get involved in this kind of thing.

Wang Ning's face was cold, and his whole body was like countless little ants crawling over, crispy and crispy.

"The old man is really ...... Knowledgeable! ”

When he said this, the old man also understood that what he had just said was abrupt, looking at Wang Ning's expression, the old man who thought that he had read countless people was willing to believe his judgment.

After this trouble, the relationship between the two has become closer, and the old man can't stop talking about the past for a while. Wang Ning felt the old man's memory and rich life experience, and also understood why the old man knew so many "dirty" things.

After a few laughs in the courtyard, the busy old woman came out, wiped her hands with her apron, glared at the old man who was rising, and blamed: "If you don't talk about useless things, don't teach bad people." ”

The old man laughed, shrunk his neck, nodded, and waited until his wife entered the house, and spoke again, but quietly.

"Back then...... the old man tilted his head and thought about it, and nodded convictly, "It should be in his early twenties, I think I have read books for a few years, and I think that I will go out to study and meet ......friends with literature" Speaking of this, the corners of the old man's mouth curled into a smile, at first glance, he was embarrassed, and after the chapped lips were moisturized by saliva, he also became slippery, and then said: "Later, I was robbed on the road, and I thought I was going to die, but in the end it was lucky...... I did it for a few days. ”

The old man regarded this as a romantic affair, although it has been decades in the past, and it is only a few simple words now, but in the end, he can also feel the old man's state of mind at that time.

"On the night of the wedding, a hostile cottage came to kill me...... I was completely stunned, I couldn't hear the sound clearly in a daze, I only felt a boom and boom, and when I was in a panic, the woman should have slapped me and then confessed something......"

The old man lowered his head, was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "She told me to run quickly...... I asked her what to do, and she said that those were her brothers, and that she would not leave, and that she was going to stay...... When I saw her again, she was dead, and she had had been cut off on one of her hands, and nothing left intact in her body...... I know what those people did to her......"

The old man turned his head away from the sore spot, smoked a few puffs, and in the smoke filled him, he coughed, then stood up, hunched over, and walked away.

Wang Ning was inexplicable, but it was also like someone had torn open the old scar, and the pain was unspeakable.