The inside of the two rooms and three pillars forms a completely different contrast with the fullness of the courtyard outside.

At the front of the center, there is a wooden table for confession, and in the middle of the case is a military general who is almost regarded as the ancestor of the martial arts of the entire Xuan Dynasty.

Red-faced and long-bearded, wearing a martial arts outfit that has been prevalent in the whole Daxuan for I don't know how many years.

It's just that the statue enshrined by Wu Lianzhou is also from a very remote and particularly unknown kind of small private clay sculpture workshop, not only the carving is rough, but even the coloring on the body is light or light.

Next to the clay statue, there is a wooden tablet that can be seen at a glance, and a poor child like Rao is Ji Sanqiu can feel that it must be expensive, and the bright and purple tablet has only three words written on it, "Lian Yin'er".

It is the lobby and the place where the three people live, except for the most central half of the people's high confession, and on the left is a very simple wooden bed with nothing but a futon.

Across the wooden bed is a clay kang with mud paste against the wall, hollowed out in the middle, and the kind that can be filled with firewood.

It's not common in a small town that is divided into the southern region.

On top of the clay kang are two small quilts stacked on top of each other like tofu blocks.

At the foot of the earthen kang bed, there is also a square wooden table with extremely slender wooden legs.

In addition to the two doors that occupy most of the front wall, there is an equally large window, which is located on the left side of the simple wooden bed.

So even if you don't light the candles, the lobby is still bright.

According to the custom, the morning zama step is two hours, and after two hours, there is half an hour of breakfast and half an hour of rest.

Then it is to walk the stake and beat the wood, until lunch is ready.

In the afternoon, it is especially abundant, according to Ji Xiaolong's words, it is to go back to each house to find each mother.

However, most of the time, it was Ji Xiaolong who returned to a particularly magnificent house on the most prosperous street in Baifu City.

Ji Sanqiu, his father and mother died early, and his father and mother were originally begging all the way to avoid the famine because of a rare encounter in the years, so they came to this small village not far from Baifu City, so they accounted for half of the position on the soil kang.

However, Ji Sanqiu is also particularly competitive, every afternoon in his free time, he will take the initiative to go to a few main roads not far away, in the search for a noodle shop, tea shop, tavern as a helper, to earn some money within his ability, so Wu Lianzhou's wine and dishes can still see a little meaty, and when you meet the New Year's festival, you can also get half a duck or half a chicken.

So Wu Lianzhou, who hasn't been out for a long time, is still a little fat, thanks to his diligence Ji Sanqiu.

In the alleys and neighborhoods on the left and right, anyone who saw Ji Sanqiu had to give a thumbs up and praise the sentence "good baby".

It seems that only Wu Lianzhou, who is illiterate, treats Ji Sanqiu as a cow every day.

In fact, only he, Ji Sanqiu, knows it himself, and only in this way can he feel a balance in his poor baby's heart, a balance that can allow him to continue to stay here and continue to practice boxing with his master Wu Lianzhou.

His uneducated mother only taught him one principle when she was alive, that is, don't accept other people's things easily, because they are no longer asking for food, people can be poor or hungry, but they definitely can't do without the breath in their hearts, she and Ji Sanqiu and her father are dead in order to survive, but he Ji Sanqiu can't do without, but if it's gone, it's not a straight and upright person, if it's not a person, will it still be a person?

So outside, no matter how tired he is, he Ji Sanqiu is happy in his heart, which is much more comfortable than handing over two pieces of uneaten meat in Xiangmo Neighborhood Xunri, to make his own heart feel much more comfortable.

At noon, the sun was up, and the originally cool and still chilly sky suddenly became extremely hot.

The top of the old locust tree is like an umbrella cover, supporting half of the shade in the courtyard.

Zhan Yan silently walked to a small room on the left side of the courtyard that had been converted into a stove room, and moved out a low wooden table of more than three feet.

The corners of the wooden table are seriously polished, and the top is also mottled, which is also an extremely old object.

But in the end, it is just the same as the daily household objects used by ordinary people, and it is worthless.

The low wooden table was placed flat under the shade of the old locust tree, and Zhan Yan wiped the dust with his sleeve.

Ji Xiaolong ran back to his home in the middle of the city early, saying that his father had a jar of good wine, and his mother had already asked him to bring it to the master, but he didn't remember it, and he forgot it, but today is different, the senior brother is here, it is a big deal, even if his surname Ji breaks his leg, he has to get the wine back.

One sentence sold three loves, his father's wine, his mother's gift, and his Ji Xiaolong's wine, the family in the small city is also a family, the baby who grew up in the family gate of the high-walled compound, even if he doesn't deliberately learn to remember anything, but under the influence of his ears and eyes for a long time, it is also unsheathed and self-connected, like those things are actively drilled straight to the root of the ear, and they can't be stopped.

The secular words, "self-learning without teachers", are also traceable, and they are by no means those boundless waters and rootless trees.

It's just that these words fell into Wu Lianzhou's ears, but he didn't believe it at all.

If it was said that his Ji Xiaolong's father would have such a thought, and if he said such words, he still had half a chance, and his old lady, who was known as the roar of the Baifu lion, who almost knew the whole Baifu City, wanted him Wu Lianzhou to bury the remaining half of the buried half quickly.

But if it is really as he said, then he Wu Lianzhou must really weigh whether this wine can be eaten.

But there is one thing, Ji Xiaolong has nothing to say, that is, he is almost obedient to Ji Xiaolong's doting, even his own man, Ji Xiaolong is pro-Laozi, let alone doing something to Ji Xiaolong, speaking harshly, it is a domestic violence that is not big or small.

Ji Sanqiu also went out early, saying that if there was wine, there could be no vegetables, and it had to be hard dishes.

It is estimated that it is the kind that only comes to the New Year's Festival.

At both ends of the wooden table, two people sit cross-legged on the ground, their eyes intersecting.

Zhan Yan was the first to speak: "I want to go and see how bright the sky is outside, so I will come to meet you." ”

Zhan Yan didn't say the second half of Wu Lianzhou's mirror-like sentence, "See you for the last time"

Wu Lianzhou raised his head, looked at the sky that was not tired of looking at it no matter how he looked at it, and then lowered his head to give Zhan Yan a particularly meaningful look.

Then, Zhan Yan looked at the other party as if he couldn't believe it.