Zhang Gou'er wore a pair of rag shoes with his toes exposed in the front and his heels in the back, and a bag of green salt from the salt pond tightly in his arms, and followed the crowd slowly north. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He was originally barefoot, but when he walked to Jiangyi, the local people who were cooking porridge on the side of the road saw that blood blisters had on his feet, so they asked their children to take off their cloth shoes and give them to Zhang Gou'er.

Although these cloth shoes are a little worn, the foundation is still quite strong, and I accompanied Zhang Gou'er all the way to Yong'an.

Outside Yong'an City, Zhang Gou'er saw a group of majestic soldiers, all of them looked as tall and strong as Qu Shuai in the Baibo Army, and their eyes revealed a majestic and inviolable light. Behind them, there was a large black flag with red trim waving in the wind, embroidered with large golden characters that the dog did not recognize.

Zhang Gou'er moved forward with the crowd of people returning to his hometown, and when he came to a long desk swinging horizontally, a civil official sitting behind the case asked him, "What's your name?" ”

"I ...... I...... My name is Zhang Gou'er! Zhang Gou'er replied a little nervously.

"Which county are you from in Xihe County?"

"I ...... I...... My home is west of Shixian County, and I ...... I don't know which prefecture it is. ”

"Do you have any parents and relatives who have returned to their hometowns together?"

"My mother died of illness the year before last, my father died in the battle in Hedong last year, my sister was separated, and I am the only one left in the family."

"Do you remember how old you are?"

"It's like thirteen, or fourteen."

After the official behind the long case asked Zhang Gou'er these words, another official sitting next to him had already recorded Zhang Gou'er's personal situation. He quickly scribbled a few lines on a palm-sized wooden board, then stretched out his hand and handed it to Zhang Gou'er. "Come, take your identity sign, don't lose it! In the future, when any officers and soldiers question you, you will show them this sign, and they will send you home safely! ”

Zhang Gou'er was holding a salt bag in his arms, and he couldn't spare his hand to pick up the identity card, so he wanted to open his mouth to pick up the wooden board that the official had stretched out from behind the long case, but the official immediately retracted his hand.

"Ha, the ink on this board is not dry, do not use your mouth to pick it up! Zhang Gou'er, you really don't change your dog nature! ”

The two words casually remarked by the official immediately caused the surrounding homeless people and soldiers to laugh.

A soldier came over, took the sign from the officer's hand, skillfully took out a thin hemp rope from his pocket, passed it through the round hole at the top of the billboard, tied the rope into a dead knot, and then put the side with the words facing outwards and put it on the neck of the dog.

"Well, that's fine, I guarantee that you won't fall all the way to the stone!" The soldier who helped said in a rough voice, and patted the dog's thin shoulder with a broad palm. "Hurry up and follow the flow of people!"

Zhang Gou'er has been holding the green salt in his arms, he was afraid that this soldier would come up and snatch his salt just now. It turned out to be just a false alarm, and the officers and soldiers here were different from the soldiers under Guo Da and Yang Feng.

Zhang Gou'er, who had an identity sign, followed the flow of people and continued to walk north, passing Yong'an City to the north, and when it was almost dark, he came to the edge of a long grass hut.

Zhang Gou'er knows this kind of grass hut, which is specially designed for the wanderers to temporarily rest and spend the night on the road.

"Everyone line up and come over one by one to get the porridge!"

"Don't cut in line, don't rob, or you'll be whipped!"

Zhang Gou'er, whose stomach was already growling, heard the sound from a distance, and suddenly regained his spirit. Although they rely on porridge all the way to satisfy their stomachs, the thick wheat porridge that is eaten twice a day can make people hang on their lives, so that they will not be hungry to go to the roadside to gnaw tree bark and eat grass roots.

Zhang Gou'er finally came to the front of the porridge shed, but the wheat porridge in the pot had been finished by the people in front. He was in a bit depressed, and was about to turn around and find a place to lie down and sleep, but he heard the person behind the iron pot calling him. "Alas, you kid hasn't received the porridge yet, why are you in a hurry to leave?"

Zhang Gou'er shrank his head, hugged his salt bag, and whispered: "I'm very hungry, I want to find a place to sleep quickly, as long as I fall asleep, I won't feel hungry." ”

"Haha......" Several adult men in the porridge shed burst into laughter.

"You kid, you're as honest as a mallet! Come, sit down here and rest for a while, and when we cook the next pot of porridge, we promise to give you the first one, and if you are hungry, try to see if you can fall asleep! ”

"Haha......" was another burst of laughter.

Zhang Gou'er sat under the porridge shed with a sneer, the burning wood was a little roasting, and he could see that the faces of the people who were pouring wheat into the cauldron were covered with beads of sweat.

Bags of grain were piled up in the back half of the porridge shed, and someone was carrying water from a wooden bucket in a small river in the distance. Someone else shouted to the homeless people who had already started eating porridge: "After eating the porridge, please go to the river by yourself, clean the pottery bowl and wooden spoon, and then send it to the porridge shed so that the people who come to receive the porridge can use it!" ”

"Lord Jun, don't worry, we all know the rules, and we make sure to wash the bowls and wooden spoons clean!"

Some people in the crowd echoed the conversation, and some people buried their heads in hula hula and ate porridge.

"I know most of you know the rules, but you still have to be reminded of it! Every day, there are always a few greedy sacs, and after eating porridge, they try to take away the pottery bowl and wooden spoon as well! How much do you think a clay bowl and a wooden spoon are worth? Even this kind of small bargain has to be touched, and when I return to the township, I am sure to do the business of stealing chickens and dogs! ”

Zhang Gou'er was hungry and didn't have the strength to speak, but he couldn't sleep, so he watched the wheat grains that had been put in the pot rise and fall in the boiling water, as if admiring the best paintings.

Since following Guo Da's Bai Bojun into Hedong, Zhang Gouer has never slept a good night's sleep, nor has he eaten a full meal, and he felt that he was going to die several times, but God just didn't accept him and didn't let him reunite with his parents underground.

It is said that it is better to die than to live, Zhang Gouer actually doesn't want to die, he wants to wait until he grows up and has the strength, and goes to Hedong to find his sister back, so that the family has relatives, and the two sisters and brothers can support the lintel of the Zhang family.

Zhang Gou'er unconsciously fell into the longing for the future, although he didn't understand the meaning of the word longing at all, but no one could deprive him of his yearning and expectation for a new life in the future.

"Alas, boy, what are you in a daze? The porridge is cooked, you come and be the first to fight! ”

"Still in a daze? First go over there and get a clean pottery bowl and a wooden spoon, otherwise what will you do to serve the rice? ”

Zhang Gou'er hurriedly ran to the edge of the case, first put the salt bag in his arms flat on the case, then used his fist to make a nest in the middle of the salt bag, and then sat the pottery bowl on this nest, and finally came to the edge of the stove with both hands around the salt bag and the pottery bowl.

"Are you stupid kid to hold a salt bag when you eat porridge?" The man with the big horse spoon looked at Zhang Gou'er and complained a little puzzled.

Zhang Gou'er smirked at the guy, but he just refused to put the salt bag aside.

The young man was too lazy to make any more plans with a poster, and carefully slipped a large spoon of thick porridge into the clay bowl in front of Zhang Gou'er.