Fan Qiteng left, in a special mood of joy, and asked the man to add a salt water bean to each table before getting on the horse.

The other diners got up to see each other, looking at Fan Qiteng's figure turned into a small dot, their eyes showed envy, not only envy Fan Qiteng for being able to borrow more money, but also envy that he actually met Zhang Xiaobao yesterday, and also got a way to make wontons from Zhang Xiaobao.

"Hachi, let's have a bowl of wontons." Dou Qiong shouted at the guy, not mentioning the matter of letting others treat him, and there was still money for a bowl of wontons.

The old man who took his grandson away from his hometown was still in a trance, rushed all the way over, and heard many people talk about Xiaobao and Juanjuan, but he never felt so real in front of him, what about the loan?

"Grandpa, it's delicious." The old man's grandson ate the steamed bun and looked at the half bowl of hot water left, but after all, he couldn't resist the temptation of another bowl of things, and chose not to drink water and went to eat another bowl of things, but he had never eaten wontons before he was instantly conquered by the deliciousness of the wontons, and shouted to his grandfather.

The old man looked at his grandson who was eating wontons, and he didn't worry about the little things eating until he was able to eat, don't look at the little things that are seven years old this year, but the amount of food is not small, and all the way around, there is less oil and water in the stomach, and the food at each meal is comparable to that of adults.

To the old man's daze, he barely knew the country he had heard of before. Because of its remote location and the border between the two countries, the old man and the people who are almost the same as the old man actually have no sense of belonging to Datang.

If I want to say that I feel the deepest, it happens shortly after the birth of my grandson, which used to happen every two or three months. You need to come out of the mountains, cross two rivers, and walk down the last river for half a month. Eat it with the local people for salt.

At first, the price was very expensive, and I was used to it, and after the birth of my grandson, I occasionally went down to exchange with the rest of the 'village', and found that the salt was cheaper, and it was no longer black salt, one was white and delicate at the same exchange price as before, and the other was very cheap with a little black color. Large grains.

Then I heard that I continued to the east, where I could find work and make more money, and my son and daughter-in-law went out, and my grandson was three years old when I went out. After four years, we never saw each other again.

took his grandson to find out, and planned to beg all the way, but who knew that since he met the first official mansion, the way of living on the road was different. The clothes worn by the people who came and went were good, and they got money, and the government gave them, and the requirements were very simple. Let your grandparents and grandchildren report their names and tell them where they live. Then he put his handprints on three pieces of paper on which he wrote a lot of words that he didn't recognize, and kept one of them for himself.

After that, the yamen gave the money. There are also people who tell how to go, but unfortunately because they haven't come out, they take the wrong way, they go around a big circle, and the money is spent and others are helping all the way.

Whenever you meet pedestrians on the road together, you will hear from others, you will hear them all, but they are incomplete, and the deepest feeling is that the people of the yamen are stupid, and they actually give money according to their handprints, and the people they meet on the road are generous, and they don't care about inviting their grandparents and grandchildren to eat.

I didn't hear people talk until today, and some people apologized for eating wontons, and I felt the most, wontons, I went to exchange things with others when I was young and ate once, and the taste is still unforgettable.

Standing at the table, the old man felt like a dream, and when others sat down again, the grandson shouted again that the contents of the bowl were delicious, and then he woke up suddenly, sat down again, scooped up a wonton with a spoon, put it to his mouth and gently blew it twice to eat in his mouth.

A rich smell of meat suddenly filled the old man's mouth, and after drinking the hot soup, an indescribable smile appeared on the old man's wrinkled face.

"With a spoon." The old man corrected his grandson's way of eating wontons with chopsticks, and his eyes began to look at the people around him, feeling that everything in the world had changed.

"Uncle, do you want to drink some wine?" Dou Qiong asked, and had already poured a bowl full of wine and brought it over.

The old man grinned: "Said, this is reassuring, I am always afraid that others will lie to me, saying that the statement that Yizhou City arranged a school for Xiaowa is false, and what I did to find a job in the Yamen is false." ”

The old man did not refuse to be invited to drink, but talked about something else, he worked very hard along the way, he didn't know much about Datang, after listening to others, when he met someone again, he always had to mention it inadvertently, one was to see other people's reactions to confirm what people said before, and the other was to show that he was familiar with Datang, so as not to be bullied.

Many times when I sleep on the side of the road in the field with my grandson in my arms at night, I will be woken up by any movement, and if it is not for a grandson to take care of, I may not be able to survive with an old bone.

The old man's words that seemed to mumble and seemed to be relieved made Dou Qiong stunned for a moment, and then reacted, understanding what was going on with the old man, it is estimated that he must be cautious and worried along the way, and it is normal to be afraid of being bullied and deceived when he goes out.

But Dou Qiong suddenly realized that he hadn't felt like an old man for a long time, and the time when he had the same thoughts seemed to be yesterday, and it seemed to be very far away, from which moment did it start?

"Yizhou...... Logistics battalion? Dou Qiong stood at the table where the old man was and muttered with a bowl of wine in one hand.

The old man stretched out his hands covered with green tendons and calluses and carefully took the wine, took a sip, clicked his mouth twice, and a mouthful of yellow teeth that were missing two were exposed, and praised: "Good wine, what Yizhou logistics battalion?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just an army that existed before and used to send things to temporary wars, and now there are it, but there are two people less, and it's different from before."

Dou Qiong shook her head vigorously, wanting to shake away the thoughts born in her heart, explained to the old man casually, toasted with wine, and laughed.

"Delivering something? To the army? Oh, old man, I know, before coming out, there were a lot of people on the other side of the other side who sent things, shoulder-to-shoulder, it was not easy, they sent food, and I sent less with livestock, all of them were people they found from elsewhere, one by one, they were almost like us, life was not good, it was said that it was the same as the army, but in fact, it was impossible to fight, the name of the logistics battalion...... Hehe. ”

The old man has his own little calculations, and at the same time, he also has the more obvious thoughts of many simple people, and tries to show that he understands as much as possible. is different from those old guys who surround Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan all day long, those old guys are all human spirits, so people can't guess what they think in their hearts.

The person who invited the guest interjected: "What do you mean by this, uncle? The logistics battalion can't fight? Haha, if the Yizhou logistics battalion can't fight. There is no strong army in the world, and I don't know how the army elsewhere has a reputation, but the prestige of the Yizhou logistics battalion is piled up with bones. ”

"Whose bones are you using?" The old man asked with a slightly unconvinced look.

"Ours." The other man in the small group spoke, but the expression on his face was flat.

The person who heard his voice was embarrassed, and it was obvious that if he could say this, it must be the original Tibetan people.

"The leader is the name you mentioned and heard many times along the way, Juan Juan. Fighting with her is another name, Xiaobao. The devil is a cuckoo, a smiling man, a ruthless little treasure. Murder without blood. The person who answered the call followed up, and when the words fell, he couldn't help but shudder.

The old man was stunned, and unconsciously took a sip of wine, relieved by the smell of wine. Puzzled, he asked, "Didn't you say that the two of them did good deeds?" If the government wants to help the people and let the children be literate, why did they kill people again? ”

Another member of the original Tibetan team said, "They only help the people of their own country, just like you." You admit that you are the people of the Tang Dynasty and have pressed your handprints. will be helped, if you don't admit that you are the people of the Tang Dynasty. If you don't press your mudra when you are told to press it, your grandparents and grandchildren will starve to death on the road. ”

The old man was also frightened, he didn't think about anything else when he pressed his handprint, and he pressed it when he let it, anyway, his ancestors and grandchildren were penniless, and they would never be sold, it was worthless, how could he have thought that it would be such a consequence.

"Were you beaten by them, killed a lot of people, and then put your handprints?" The old man asked, guessing.

"There are not many people who died in the war, adding up to 100,000 or so, the real dead people are Xiaobao's desperate plan, and later we found out that he was not soft at all, and our king also agreed, so he surrendered, and after the surrender, life began to be better, and I knew what else to fight at that time?

Who's here? went out to dig people's Yangtze River, and the place where they dug was still where Juan Xiaobao and their father were officials at that time. ”

This person obviously didn't hate Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan, but hated the people who planned his plan at that time.

The old man could not keep up with the other man's thoughts because of the things he had heard along the way, and when he heard it, he asked, "Who is their father?" ”

"The third rank of the DPRK, Zhang Zhong and Zhang Yongcheng, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, told you that you don't know how big it is, but it's very big, much bigger than the biggest official you've ever seen, and the biggest official you've ever seen depends on luck if you want to see him, and you don't even have a chance in your life."

Dou Qiong helped explain, in fact, he didn't know before, the officials in the capital were too far away for them, as if they didn't live in the same world, now there are more newspapers, which have a detailed introduction to official positions, including grades and functions, and those who didn't buy that issue of the newspaper asked people to help copy it, and those who knew the words had nothing to take out and read, and those who didn't know the words found someone to read.

And then back down.,Usually when I chat with people, I have something to say.,No.,I can say it to people who don't know today.,It's very knowledgeable.。

The old man looked up and sighed, "It turns out that there is a good father." ”

"Uncle, you are wrong, but it's right, you can't give birth to them without a good father, but our thoughts on them have absolutely nothing to do with their father, to put it mildly, their father is dead, we should live our lives, but if they die one day, alas, I don't dare to think about it, I really don't dare to think about it."

Dou Qiong patted the old man's shoulder and said with a good look.

"Grandpa, it's gone, the meat is gone." The old man's grandson actually ate the whole bowl of wontons at this moment, even drank the soup cleanly, raised his head and talked to his grandfather, seeing that he still wanted to eat.

"Don't eat the little guy, eat it again and break your stomach, Xiaoba, there are no dried fruits, get some for the little guy and let him grind his teeth."

Dou Qiong knew that the little guy was addicted to eating, and he ate fast, and he didn't notice that he was full for a while, but after a while, he would feel that he was holding up, pasta and meat were digested faster than rice, but there was also a time, it was better to eat some dried fruits.

"There are no dried fruits, there are fresh fruits, last year Sinong Temple helped to cultivate the fruit of the previous apple has been hanging fruit, before my master planted a batch, it has not been damaged until now, take it to eat."

Xiaoba's attitude towards his grandparents and grandchildren is also good, not only treating them as Tang people, but also treating them as people who have returned to their parents' house for the first time, and wants to make each other feel the warmth of belonging to the family as much as possible.

So he ran back to the house, and brought out an apple, and a plate of boiled broad beans, which were his snacks, and put them in front of the children and the old man, and the broad beans were used for drinking.

The old man was very embarrassed, he took advantage of others today, raised his eyebrows, and asked Dou Qiong: "Little brother, how much is today's thing worth?" ”

"It's not worth much, just like the old man just said to the little guy, when he has a chance, just help others, just go back to Yizhou, stay for a while, and take care of each other." Hachi, rent a mule cart from your stall, and we'll deliver it to your home when you get back. Our mules are also tired of walking, so let them rest and give them a ride. ”

Dou Qiong decided to be a good person to the end, and this time she made a lot of money, so it doesn't matter if she spends it, she wants to be in a good mood.

The little guy didn't care about the adults, took the apple and took a bite of it, and Meimei ate it.

The old man lifted the sleeve of his burlap coat to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, and then took two sips of wine, and was silent for a while.

At this moment, an eagle's cry sounded in the sky, attracting everyone to raise their eyes to watch.

"Water Cloud!" One person was surprised and said, "What is Shui Yun doing when he comes out at this time?" ”

The words fell, and the ground began to tremble, and then there was the sound of horses' hooves, and a large group of unknown numbers of military horses appeared in the place where Yizhou City was hit, and the people on the horses looked serious one by one. The word 'iron' is written on a banner in front of the horse.

Everyone stopped all their movements, and watched in shock as the cavalry team rumbled past, and after a long time, the old man patted his chest first and said, "I thought I was coming to kill people, it's terrible." ”

Dou Qiong took a deep breath and said, "It is estimated that it is to kill people, but it is not to kill us, I haven't seen anyone who should be killed along the way?" Why did even the Shuiyun and Fan Metro riding camps be dispatched? ”

"I guess where the people who eat are hiding nearby, otherwise I won't let General Shuiyun dispatch." Another speculated.

"So, that pretty white eagle is a general?" The little one asked excitedly.

"His name is Shui Yun, he is the general of my Tang Dynasty, he is very powerful, other eagles can't beat him, with him in the sky, it is absolute rule." Hachi introduced with a grin.

The old man thought a lot and asked, "Are you going to fight the army that transports things over there?" I, I have something to be done by someone who can take care of things, saying that they have something else in their team, very powerful, can any of you help me find someone? ”

"Uncle, you're not lying? Is that true? "Dou Qiong didn't expect that this old man actually had intelligence, and it was impossible to trouble Xiaobao and Juan Juan when he was fine, but it was simple to have military intelligence, and he could see it at any time.

After asking, seeing that the old man looked determined, Dou Qiong hurriedly instructed Xiaoba: "Hurry up and set the car for us, my mule will put it here first, and leave immediately." ”

Xiaoba nodded nervously: "Okay, I'll be right away, I still have horses here, I'll watch your things, go quickly." ”

Not for a long time, Dou Qiong and the three of them threw down their goods and mules, each rode a horse, guarded the mule cart, and carried the two of them towards Yizhou Cheng at the fastest speed... )