Chapter Eighty-Five: Chicken Feather Shop
"You're back!"
As soon as Zhang Xin pushed the door, he heard a soft voice. Zhang Xin, www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun", said "um", raised his hand and handed over the oiled paper bag wrapped with fine hemp rope hanging on his fingers, "I have something to delay today...... Is Jinshi better? ”
The rouge gouache on Liu Mei's face has long been gone, and her body has changed from silk and satin to coarse cloth clothes, and her hair is simply tied in a woman's bun, and she is fixed with a chopstick at will.
Liu Mei stretched out her little hand to take the oiled paper bag, "It's much better...... No cough in a day! Yes...... What did you bring for both of us today? ”
Zhang Xin smiled, "A little baked cake and dried vegetables, it's still hot, I'll go and see Jinshi." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pushed open the half-hidden curtain of the wooden shed.
The place where Zhang Xin and a few people stayed was called "Chicken Feather Shop", a small wooden shed built up with a few logs, covered with some thatch or something, this place was inferior to the lowest guest rooms in the inn, but it was crooked and could finally shelter the wind and rain. It is not covered with bed boards like ordinary inns, but instead there are two long wooden boards, with chicken feathers glued with fish glue on the top, one board as a bed and the other as a quilt. Because the winter in the north is too cold, if the homeless beggars have no shelter from the wind and rain, they must freeze to death. Some large-scale inns, the shopkeeper's kindness, built such a "chicken feather shop" to collect the homeless. If you want to live in this "chicken feather shop", you don't need money, you can come and go if you want to, but most people are grateful for the grace of the master's family, and they will always pick up some water for the master's family and chop some firewood or something to do what they can.
Zhang Xin opened the curtain, there was no light in the dark shed, and he vaguely saw Lu Jinshi half-lying on the chicken feather shop, with his hands behind his head and his eyes closed. When Lu Jinshi heard the door, he thought it was Liu Mei, but when he opened his eyes, he found that it was a tall and strong figure, and he knew that Zhang Xin was back, so he hurriedly struggled to get up.
Zhang Xin took a step forward with his long legs and rushed to Lu Jinshi's bed, and pressed his shoulder, "How is it, are you better today?" Do you want to take a look at the Lang? ”
Lu Jinshi hurriedly shook his head and said, "It's much better...... Don't go to Lang Zhong again, we can't afford to toss it now......."
Although Zhang Xin couldn't see Lu Jinshi's face clearly, he listened to his breathing steadily, and then thought about Liu Mei and said that he didn't cough anymore, so it must be no big deal, "Hehe" smiled, "Okay, if you feel uncomfortable, you can tell me quickly, what is Jin Gui is not life, there is always a way to want money, but there is only one life......." Saying that, seeing Liu Mei walking in with an oiled paper bag, Zhang Xin got up and patted Lu Jinshi on the shoulder, "Okay, you two eat slowly, I won't bother!" ”
Liu Mei listened to Zhang Xin's teasing, her face flushed slightly, and she glared at him angrily. Zhang Xin didn't care, he walked to the door happily, just walked to the door, Liu Mei had already opened the oil paper package, and instantly a smell of baked cakes permeated the dilapidated wooden shed, Zhang Xin couldn't help but swallow and spit secretly, and opened the door curtain only to find Zhang Xi's head lying in front of the door, staring at the room with bright eyes. Zhang Xin grabbed Zhang Xi's hand, "Let's go...... No ......"
"Oh......." Zhang Xi followed Zhang Xin out of the wooden shed with a depressed expression, behind the wooden shed is the backyard of the inn, at this time the inn business is not good, the shopkeeper counts the money at the counter, the shopkeeper is tidying up the tables and chairs in front, and the master of the kitchen has been busy all day and has already rested. The huge backyard is Zhang Xin and Zhang Xi, and it looks empty.
The two of them were accustomed to this kind of coldness, silently took out four wooden barrels from the kitchen, and walked to the well in the yard. Zhang Xin's hand shook, and the barrel was scooped to the brim, and then he grabbed the crank of the crank with both hands, "Squeak....... Squeak....... "A bucket full of well water was brought up.
Zhang Xin first filled his two buckets of water, and walked to the large water tank in the back kitchen with a wooden bucket full of water in one hand, "Boom...... "Two buckets of water went down, and the water tank filled the bottom ......of one tank."
Suddenly, there was a "bang" behind him, Zhang Xin hurriedly turned his head, but found that Zhang Xi was sitting on the ground with a dull gaze, and two buckets of water were turned over to the ground. Zhang Xin hurriedly ran over and helped Zhang Xi to the side of the haystack to do a good job, and as soon as he grabbed his wrist with his big hand, he felt that his pulse was weak, and he smiled bitterly in his heart, "You just rest today, I'll do this little work." ”
"Brother!" Zhang Xi dug strongly: "No need...... I just got my foot slippery for a while, it's fine! ”
"Obedient," Zhang Xin smiled, "Take off your clothes first, this cold day....... If you get sick again, I won't be able to stand it alone. Zhang Xi couldn't help but say, Zhang Xin pushed him down into the haystack, quickly ripped off his wet clothes, and then took off himself again, and threw his clothes over, "Wear mine first." Then he took Zhang Xi's wet clothes in his hand and walked naked to the hearth in the back kitchen. Zhang Xin heard the master say once, generally this kind of large hearth will always leave a fire, so that when the furnace is opened the next day, it is good to make a fire. Reaching out and touching it, it was still hot, so he flattened Zhang Xi's tattered clothes and put them on the hearth.
The dim moonlight sprinkled all over the courtyard, Zhang Xi was draped in clothes that were one size bigger, sitting in the haystack in a daze, looking at Zhang Xin wearing a pair of obscene pants on a cold day, bucket by bucket from the well well water poured into the water tank, the moonlight shone on Zhang Xin's body, the angular muscles rose with a trace of white gas, there is an indescribable, masculine beauty.
Zhang Xin picked up the water for as long as he wanted, and Zhang Xi looked at it for as long as he wanted. By the time the last two buckets of water were poured into the tank, the tank, which was more than half a person high, was full of freshly picked well water, and it was sparkling under the moonlight.
Seeing that the water tank was full, Zhang Xin returned to the back kitchen with two empty buckets in his hands, and came back after a long time, with a black thing in his hand in addition to Zhang Xi's dried clothes.
The two of them put on their clothes again, Zhang Xin handed the black thing to Zhang Xi, Zhang Xi looked at it through the moonlight, but it was a piece of bran cake, which was pressed by the chaff of wheat, buckwheat, soybeans and other crops, this thing was not for people to eat at all, and the only role was to feed horses, sheep and other domestic animals. But at this time, Zhang Xi felt that he had eaten it himself, let alone the chaff cake? The next mouth is about to bite off.
Suddenly, Zhang Xi's open mouth stopped in mid-air, tilted his head and thought about it, and handed the bran cake to Zhang Xin, "Brother, you eat." You've done a lot of work today. ”
Zhang Xin smiled, "It's okay, I'm not hungry, you can eat." ”
"You eat!" Zhang Xi stubbornly handed back the chaff cake. Zhang Xin thought about it, took it and broke it hard, and handed over the relatively large piece without leaking, "Okay, one and a half, is there more." Hurry up and eat, I have to go to work tomorrow. ”
Zhang Xi said "um", took half a piece of chaff cake, opened his mouth and bit it, and then was choked by the shoddy and difficult bran cake and rolled his eyes, but he was reluctant to spit out the food in his mouth, and simply swallowed it hard. Zhang Xin looked at Zhang Xi while breaking the small half of the bran cake in his hand, putting it in his mouth and chewing it little by little.
Zhang Xin and Zhang Xi didn't notice that in the shadows behind the wall not far away, Liu Mei was covering his mouth and looking at the two seven-foot men who were gnawing on a piece of horse feed, thinking of the fragrant baked cakes he had just eaten with Lu Jinshi, and suddenly tears couldn't help but welled up in his eyes.