Long Xiaotian couldn't help but remember the bandits as he ran forward, what a group of shameless narcissists, more angry than me, amazing. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Thirty miles will be there in a while, this is still Long Xiaotian's convergence speed, because there are already many people on the road in the field, Sun Dasheng instructed Long Xiaotian not to be too ostentatious, so as not to alarm people, and finally cause the divine realm to intervene.

Long Xiaotian's grandfather, Song Yaozu, lived in Cuizhu Village. More than ten years ago, Long Xiaotian's mother Song Chunying went to Nanjing, and Long Cunrui, who was striking iron in the photo, got married and gave birth to Long Xiaotian. During the Spring Festival the year before last, Long Xiaotian's family of five also came here.

Cuizhu Village is a typical Jiangnan village, surrounded by mountains on three sides, the mountains are covered with bamboo, and a small river passes through the middle of the village, and tiled houses are scattered on both sides of the river. At the entrance of the village, a tall marble archway is erected, carved with two dragons playing with pearls, and three vigorous and powerful characters are written on it: Cuizhu Village. These three words were inscribed by Long Xiaotian's grandfather's grandfather, and the official worshiped the governor of Anhui back then.

Standing at the entrance of the village, looking at the archway, Long Xiaotian had a lot of thoughts, the year before last he went to his grandfather's house with his parents for the New Year, climbed to the top of the archway, and finally was scolded by his mother, and was pulled by his mother on the way back to his grandfather's house, and he still resented his mother, and now he really wants to be pulled by his mother again, even if he pulls it down, it doesn't matter, but it's a pity......

Long Xiaotian led the white dragon horse forward, surrounded by a group of children, excitedly watching the big white horse and the coolly dressed Long Xiaotian, chattering non-stop. One of the children also played with Long Xiaotian the year before last, but Long Xiaotian disdained to take care of him, he is now a big man.

Song Yaozu's home is in the middle of the village, by the river, there are three rows of large tiled houses, the main gate has a gatehouse, a vermilion gate, and two stone lions squatting next to the steps of white marble. Long Xiaotian came to the door and pushed the door, but when he found that it was closed, he led the horse to the side door. The side door was wide open, and he stood in the doorway and looked at it, his expression excited.

On the east side of the wall is a cowshed, with a buffalo and a yellow cow, grazing with their heads bored. A small old man carried a basket to add grass to the stone trough. This old man is Long Xiaotian's maternal grandfather, Song Yaozu.

There are three bungalows on the north wall, with a wooden cart and an iron plough on it. A group of helpers ate around a wooden table, a large porcelain basin filled with steaming pork stewed cabbage vermicelli, a plate of small fish, a large porcelain basin full of rice, and a wicker basket filled with white flour steamed buns.

A middle-aged man with a simple face said: "Don't eat and hold on, big guys, you can't plow the land in the field, and there are still at night." ”

A person on the opposite side chewed steamed buns in his mouth and said, "Song Laohan, you are a long-term worker, you often eat this, we are short-term workers, and we eat delicious food very much." Anyway, Lao Song is a rich man, and he can't eat it, hahaha. ”

Song Yaozu turned around, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a smile: "You can eat with confidence, if you don't have it, let your daughter-in-law stew again." ”

Song Laohan said: "Boss, let Changgen come and eat with us." ”

Another person also said, "Yes, the owner." Long Root only eats sweet potatoes and tortillas, and we are embarrassed to dry faster than we do. ”

"Changgen is his own family, do his own work, and he has to do it without eating!" Song Yaozu said with a smile.

Everyone laughed together.

Changgen is the son of Song Yaozu and the uncle of Long Xiaotian, this is his nickname, and his big name is Song Dacai. In the past, landlords hired helpers, and they had to eat and drink well, otherwise who would want to contribute. The landlords themselves also have people to work, and they take the lead, so the helpers are embarrassed to be lazy.

Song Yaozu caught a glimpse of someone coming from the door, and looked over with a straight face, only to see a young man wearing a peaked cap, big sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, a leather jacket, leather pants, riding boots, and a white horse behind him.

"Baby, who are you looking for?" Song Yaozu asked happily.

"Old man. I'm a passing guest and I don't have a place to eat, if you can eat here, I'll give money. Long Xiaotian said with a smile.

"Done!" Song Yaozu said generously, and then shouted to Song Laohan: "Lao Han, lead the baby's horse over and take care of it." ”

Song Laohan put down the dishes and chopsticks, walked a few steps quickly, and took the reins.

"Lao Han, take off the suitcase and saddle, and feed the horse millet, fine grass and warm water." Long Xiaotian commanded.

Lao Han and Song Yaozu were stunned, this stranger didn't treat himself as an outsider anymore.

Long Xiaotian took off his sunglasses suddenly, looked at Lao Han, then looked at Song Yaozu, and said with a smile: "Grandpa!" ”

Song Yaozu was very surprised, then showed surprise, strode over, and said, "Tiedan, you are not dead!" ”

As soon as he heard this, Long Xiaotian almost lost his breath, how could he open his mouth to say this.

"Tiedan, has your mother come back to life?" Song Yaozu asked anxiously, his eyes staring at Long Xiaotian, containing a hint of hope.

Long Xiaotian was a little confused by the second monk, what was going on. I originally wanted to hide the death of my parents, but it seems that my grandfather already knows something.

Long Xiaotian's eyes turned red, and he said: "Grandpa, my mother, younger brother and sister were killed when the little devil attacked the city, my father and grandfather were shot and killed by the little devil, and I was the only one who escaped from the city." How do you know this? ”

Song Yaozu's eyes dimmed, he held Long Xiaotian's shoulders and said, "Child." Two months ago, one of your neighbors fled from the city to a relative's house in our southern village, and came to tell me about it, knowing that your mother and younger siblings had died. I heard that the Japanese kill people when they see them in the city, and I also think that you and your father will not survive. Ay. Why didn't you get out sooner? ”

"Grandpa. Originally, I planned to escape as soon as possible, but the government wanted to transfer a large number of supplies to Wuhan and requisitioned my horse-drawn carriage, which was so far away from Anhui, so it was delayed. Later, that Tang Shengzhi propagandized that he wanted to defend Nanjing, but my father felt that it was okay, so he stayed. The result ......," Long Xiaotian said, bowing his head.

There was a cry, and then a group of people came, including Long Xiaotian's grandmother, uncle, aunt, little cousin, and little cousin.

"Iron egg, why did your mother die? My wretched daughter, woo. Grandma was helped by her uncle and stumbled over, hugged Long Xiaotian and cried. Others wept.

Song Yaozu shouted: "Don't cry, isn't there still an iron egg to survive, Chunying still has blood and bones to pass down!" ”

Song Yaozu was very majestic at home, everyone stopped crying, began to laugh a little, and returned to the main room together. Uncle and Song Laohan carried a suitcase and put it into the house. There was only sweet potatoes and corn tortillas and a small pot of pickles and a large pot of rice soup on the table.

In the past, most landlords were very industrious and thrifty, otherwise it would be impossible to accumulate family property.

Song Yaozu instructed his daughter-in-law: "The iron eggs are here, you hurry up and fry a plate of eggs, and then bring the bacon left over from the New Year, the roots are tired for a few days, and you should eat something good." ”

Everyone talked around the iron egg. Tie Dan also responded perfunctorily.

After a while, my aunt served scrambled eggs and bacon.

The little cousin picked up the chopsticks and sandwiched the frangipani, and as soon as he arrived at the plate, he was knocked back by Song Yaozu with chopsticks. The little cousin bowed his head sullenly. The little cousin looked at the bacon intently.

Long Xiaotian was a little angry. He also knew that his grandfather had always been thrifty, and his mother's dowry was not rich, and his father also complained a lot behind his back, saying that the first big landlord in Ma'anshan was an iron rooster. However, when he and his younger siblings were born, his grandfather had to take money every year and pay for his schooling, otherwise his father would not be able to support himself in school by relying on his blacksmith work alone. But, having said that, he is now the only seedling of the Long family, he escaped from death, and came all the way to his grandfather's house, how should he break the rules, and besides, this bit of meat and vegetables is not enough to stuff his teeth.

The grandmother saw that Long Xiaotian had some opinions, and instructed her daughter-in-law: "Take out the smoked fish and fried meatballs left over from the New Year." ”

My aunt was just about to leave, but Song Yaozu spoke: "Keep it." Little Japan has called, and I'm afraid there won't even be sweet potatoes in the future. ”

When my uncle heard this, he suddenly remembered something and asked, "Tiedan, have you seen a battle when you came from the east?" The horse dealer said there was gunfire over there. ”

Everyone looked at Long Xiaotian nervously.

"I heard. A few little devils were eliminated by the First Army of Anti-Japanese Salvation. Long Xiaotian replied casually.

Song Yaozu was confused, and said to himself: "The First Army of Anti-Japanese Salvation, a large army of tens of thousands of people, but I have never heard of it." ”

Long Xiaotian wanted to laugh again, held back his strength, got up and walked to a black suitcase, opened it with a snap, and said, "Tiezhu, Xiaohua, come and get delicious and fun." ”

Cousin Tiezhu and cousin Xiaohua ran over excitedly, and when they saw it, they screamed, squatted down and grabbed their hands randomly, eager to hug them into their arms.

When my uncle got up and looked at it, he was stunned, there were many bacon, sausages, and canned food in it, no wonder he was carrying so much weight just now.

Long Xiaotian opened the lockbox again, took out the leather satchel from inside, and quickly closed the suitcase.

Tie Zhu saw it, put down the can, ran over to grab the satchel, Xiaohua also went to grab it, boom, the satchel fell open, rolling out a lot of green bills, silver dollars, as well as gold rings, diamond rings, and two one-pound gold bars. Long Xiaotian didn't kill the devil in those days, but the devil's shop didn't wander around a lot, and he took a lot of good things.

Everyone was stunned and looked at Long Xiaotian together.

Song Yaozu's face changed, and he asked Long Xiaotian: "Tiedan, are you a bandit?" Without waiting for a reply, he stood up and scolded angrily: "Don't think that if your mother is dead, I will favor you and get out of my house!" ”

Uncle hurriedly grabbed his grandfather and asked Long Xiaotian with concern: "Tiedan, where did you pick up these treasures?" Tell grandpa quickly. ”

Before the words fell, I could only hear the door outside clanging, heavy footsteps came, and then someone shouted: "Listen, boy on a white horse, the commander and commander of the First Army of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army has arrived!" ”