"What should I do, the young master has locked himself in the house all day, and he doesn't eat or drink, if he goes on like this, something will go wrong." Saren stood in front of Hu Ye's door, anxious.

Since Hu Ye came back from Zhou's house yesterday, he has locked himself in the house, and no one will knock on the door. Even if Xiaoqiang was screaming outside, it had no effect.

The people outside didn't know what Hu Ye was doing inside, and there was no sound at all.

"Saren, you are watching here, I'll go find the auxiliary young master, I think the young master may be a demon barrier."

Old Qian said to Saren and walked away. He had seen this situation before, and that was when Zhang Fuying was in the camp. Because of Hu Ye's words, Zhang Fuying was reduced by eighty percent, and Hu Ye at that time was in this state.

But now it looks more serious, and it hasn't eased up for a day and a night, so Lao Qian has no choice but to go to Zhang Fu.

And Hu Ye locked himself in the room, did nothing else, just stood on the edge of the table, holding a brush, and kept writing on rice paper.

To be honest, Hu Ye doesn't know how long he has been writing, anyway, his right hand is no longer conscious, and it is just a mechanical movement. Because he has written this word thousands of times.

This word is nothing else, it is the word he taught Zhou Jie yesterday, "people".

"One is loyalty, one is morality, and one is a man."

Hu Ye's mind kept repeating what he said to Zhou Jie, he never doubted this explanation of the human character, and he did not regret giving Zhou Jie the evaluation that he was not human. It's just that since he came back yesterday, Hu Ye has been thinking about it, if he teaches Zhou Jie how to be a person, will he be a good person?

The Zhou family is guilty of Zhou Jie and Zhou Kai, and the rest of the dozens of people are innocent, but they were sent to Huangquan Road by the angry masses because of their revenge.

"I am for the sake of morality, but I have destroyed morality, is this still written correctly?" Hu Ye asked himself, then picked up the brush and wrote heavily on the rice paper.

In the 21st century, Hu Ye has never touched a brush, that is, when he started to write the Ming Dynasty Records of Experience, he began to contact the brush, and remembered that when he wrote the words "Sun and Moon", because the brush was too difficult to master.

Now writing a simple character has put Hu Ye in a deep predicament. It's easy to write, but it's always the wrong pen, either high or low, thick or thin, italics are not like italics, cursive is not like cursive, and the whole is not like a four.

"Sss

Hu Ye grabbed the rice paper, tore it in half with one claw, and threw it into the trash.

"Is it really that hard to write words?" Hu Ye rubbed his dark red eyes, and the lack of sleep already made him look sluggish.

He pulled out another piece of rice paper and began the process of writing people on it. But the effect is very bad, and that pinch is always wrong.

"Damn, I don't write anymore."

threw the brush to the foot of the wall, Hu Ye scolded, and now he was in a very irritable mood.

"Forget it, let's go out for a walk." Feeling bored in his heart, Hu Ye wanted to go out for a walk, knowing that if he was still holding back in this state, there would definitely be a big problem.

The last time this situation happened, I didn't fall asleep at night, and it was only after I scolded Zhu Di the next day that I got better. Now this situation is too much, and it is impossible to go to Zhu Di to scold him again, and to scold him now is to find the rhythm of death.

Hu Ye opened the door, and a bright light shone in. Because he hadn't received the sun for too long, Hu Ye couldn't open his eyes in this light, and it took a long time to get used to it.

When Hu Ye slowly opened his eyes, he found that Saren was actually squatting in front of the door and falling asleep, and Xiaoqiang was also lying next to him.

Seeing this scene, Hu Ye's heart suddenly warmed, this shijie, not only himself and Xiaoqiang, but Saren and them have also integrated into their lives.

Hu Ye originally wanted to ask Saren to go to bed to sleep, but he was afraid that she would wake up and not let him go outside, so he had to prepare to leave quietly.

However, Hu Ye's small movements did not escape Xiao Qiang's ears, and as soon as they walked together, Xiao Qiang opened his eyes and stared at Hu Ye excitedly. With its understanding of Hu Ye, it must be no good to be so sneaky.

Seeing that Xiaoqiang woke up, Hu Ye knew that it was impossible to go out alone, so he had to make a silent gesture to Xiaoqiang. Then Xiao Qiang followed up, and also acted as Hu Ye's vanguard, reconnoitering whether there was anyone in front of him. Then, a man and a wolf left the Nameless Mansion and melted into Beiping City.

"Whew."

Walking on the street of Beiping, Xiaoqiang shouted excitedly, and in the day he was waiting for Hu Ye outside the door, he had not eaten a full meal. Hu Ye looked at Xiao Qiang's somewhat flat belly, and knocked a chestnut on Xiao Qiang's head, "It's okay if you have a little conscience, go, big brother will take you to a big dinner." ”

After speaking, Hu Ye took Xiaoqiang straight to Wang Lao Wu's noodle restaurant.

The world's first Qiao noodle restaurant!

This is the name that Hu Ye originally gave to Wang Lao Wu's noodle shop, but now it seems to be the right one, the stall is full of people, but fortunately there is a place in a corner. Hu Ye hurriedly climbed over to occupy a seat, look at this jiashi, one step later, the position will be gone.

"Uncle Wang, let's have a bowl of mutton noodles." Sit down, put Xiaoqiang on the bench, and Hu Ye shouted at Wang Lao Wu.

This voice was too familiar, Wang Lao Wuyi heard Hu Ye's voice, quickly put down the matter at hand, wiped the oil stains on his hands on the apron on his chest, and came to Hu Ye's desk with a smile on his face.

"Brother Ye, you haven't been to the shop for a few days."

"Hey, I've been busy these past few days, running around all day long, and my legs have lost weight." Hu Ye replied.

"Yueniang, hurry up and come out to meet our great benefactor." Wang Lao Wu suddenly shouted in front of him.

Hu Ye is very strange, could it be that Wang Lao Wu went to hire a cook? After the dog is gone, isn't he the only one in the store?

Soon, Hu Ye's conjecture was confirmed, and Wang Lao Wu did hire a cook. However, Wang Lao Wu also invited someone else to the bed.

"Lao Wang, what's the matter, the store is very busy, and there are many people waiting below." As the Beijing accent with a thick Sichuan accent sounded, Hu Ye saw the middle-aged woman walk out, came to Wang Laowu's side, and said with a big grin.

"Put those things aside for a while, this is Hu Ye's little brother, he is the one who saved my little shop, give him a salute." Wang Lao Wu pointed at Hu Ye and said to Yueniang.

"The slave family has seen Brother Ye."

Yueniang glanced at Hu Ye and found that it was a little doll, but she still listened to Wang Lao Wu's words and saluted Hu Ye.

Hu Ye hadn't heard a Sichuan accent for many years, and when he heard Yueniang speak, he felt very cordial.

"Uncle Wang, who is this?" Hu Ye asked curiously.

"Brother Ye, this is Yueniang, I invited her to help with the cooking. You also know that my small shop is doing well now, and the dog has come to Master Zhang's house as a scholar again, and I can't be busy alone. In addition, Yueniang is also alone, and there is nothing to do, so I asked her to come over and help me. Wang Lao Wu said with a smile.

"Haha, are you here to help cook, or are you here to warm the kang?" Hearing the long-lost Sichuan accent, Hu Ye suddenly felt much better, and even made a joke about Wang Lao Wu and Yueniang.

"Whose little doll is not serious."

Yueniang snorted, then ran into the house with a red face and continued to cook noodles.

Hu Ye felt that this Yueniang didn't look like a hot girl in Sichuan at all, but like a pretty little girl in Jiangnan. But then it suddenly dawned on me that I was only twelve years old now, and I actually made a joke about more than thirty or forty women, even if it was a spicy woman, she would be ashamed.

"Brother Ye, don't make fun of us, I'll go and prepare mutton noodles for you."

was joking by Hu Ye, Wang Lao Wu also blushed rarely, and limped into the house, ready to make a big bowl of mutton noodles for Hu Ye.

It turned out that this Wang Lao Wu had gotten along with Yueniang before, Yueniang was a Sichuanese, she was abducted and trafficked to Beiping ten years ago, and followed a short-lived ghost, and within two days of marriage, her husband hung up. So Yueniang was kicked out of the house, so Yueniang set up a stall selling gadgets not far from Wang Laowu's stall, and she could barely make a living.

She and Wang Lao Wu, one has no husband and the other has no wife, and they both fell in love, so they slowly fell in love. However, in the past, Wang Lao Wu's business was not good, and it was a problem to support himself and his son, so naturally he couldn't talk about giving Yueniang a good life.

But now it's different, Wang Lao Wu's business is booming, he is busy from morning to night, and he can just call Yueniang to help, and he can also have a cloud and rain at night, and he really lives a happy life.

Wang Lao Wu was happy, but Hu Ye was worried, this Wang Lao Wu actually directly brought Hu Ye a big bowl of mutton noodles, which was a real big bowl, and he didn't consider how big Hu Ye's stomach was. Although Hu Ye hadn't eaten for a day and a night, he couldn't hold so many things.

Originally, I wanted to give some to Xiaoqiang, but Wang Lao Wu also knew about Xiaoqiang's existence and thought that Xiaoqiang was a dog, so he brought a big bowl of sheep bones to Xiaoqiang.

Xiaoqiang likes to eat meat, but there is no meat on the lamb bones, only in Hu Ye's bowl.

What Hu Ye means is that if you want to eat the meat in my bowl, you have to help me eat noodles. Although Xiaoqiang likes meat very much, compared to noodles, it is more comfortable to gnaw on bones. So he jumped directly on the table, lay on the edge of the bowl and gnawed on the bone.

Xiaoqiang is getting smarter and smarter, and it's getting harder and harder to fool, so Hu Ye had no choice but to start his own noodle war.

"Hey, do you know that the person who brought down the big corrupt official Zhou Jie yesterday is actually a twelve-year-old little doll."

Just when Hu Ye and Noodles were fighting, the people at the table next to him suddenly discussed.

"Haha, what everyone in Beiping knows, you only know now?" The other said with disdain.

"What's going on? I just came back from other places today, and I heard that a big corrupt official in Beiping had been exterminated. The man who spoke just now asked curiously, and poured tea for the one who was about to speak.

"Ahem." So the other man began to talk endlessly.

Maybe Beijingers have a kind of potential to sing Peking Opera in their bones, and if they catch any of them, they will tell the stories of Hu Ye and Zhou Jie vividly. Hearing this, Hu Ye admired himself a little, what is he a god descending from heaven, with three heads and six arms, Zhou Jie has become a bull-headed snake god, trembling in front of him and something like that.

Hu Ye felt that there was no Peking Opera in the Qianlong period, which was completely a burial of the Peking Opera talent of Beijingers, and it was strange that the person who told the story was not a good person.

"Oh, I didn't expect there to be such a powerful little doll in Beiping City, when will I see it, I must ask for advice, maybe ask him to draw two talismans to ward off evil spirits." After listening to the story, the first person to speak suddenly realized that he regretted not being able to bump into this little godman.

After listening to these two people, a black line flashed in front of Hu Ye's eyes, isn't that thing the only thing that Jin Zhong can do, how can it be pulled on himself.

However, Hu Ye knew from the conversation between these two people that the fall of the Zhou family did not have much impact on the people. That's how they are, you exploit me, but you can't touch one of our nerves, otherwise the consequences will be serious. And afterwards, they still acted like no one, what should they do, but it was just a little more joke after dinner.

Hu Ye suddenly remembered the evaluation of the Ming, Qing and Republic of China by Beijingers in later generations, "Seeing him rise a tall building, watching him feast guests, seeing his building collapse." I watch my Peking Opera, eat my roast duck, listen to my storytelling, and be at ease. ”

"This is really a true portrayal of Beijingers." Hu Ye sighed, he has also lived in Beijing for six or seven years, and it is time to learn from the open-mindedness in their hearts.

So the dark cloud in Hu Ye's heart dissipated, his appetite increased greatly, and he immediately turned into a foodie, and actually finished the bowl of Cheeto mutton noodles.

"Xiaoqiang, go home!"

I was full, I was in a good mood, and the purpose of coming out was achieved. So Hu Ye threw five copper coins on the table, and then hugged Xiao Qiang, who was still holding a sheep bone in his mouth, and rushed back home. It is estimated that now everyone in the family knows that he has disappeared, and it is time to make a mess of porridge.