Song Fugui was in the backyard of the inn, constantly dragging Xiaohong.

"Let's go, huh? When you go into the shed, don't look at it, why is it so stinky and beautiful. ”

Xiaohong didn't leave, and tried her best to get to the blue flag.

Isn't that what is on the flag? Look in the mirror.

In recent days, Xiaohong has come to such a show every night.

It wants to see if it looks handsome and whether it looks better today.

Fugui tugged on the reins and said, "Come on, put away that flag." If you don't put it away, it's too sassy. ”

At the same time, the front yard of the inn was crowded.

Tonight, everyone stayed in the inn of the white shopkeeper.

Song Fushou took the brothers of the dart game and lived in the people's inn on the opposite side of the official road.

If people want to eat something good, they can call Xiao Er to order food, order wine, and spend money alone.

If you want to live well, you don't want to be in a room with two people tonight, you want to wash your body and read a book, you can also mention it to Xiao Er, as long as there is an idle guest room, it will be arranged immediately.

There are people who know and are easy to talk to.

But there are three upper rooms that can't be moved, and there are all kinds of things in that room, which Lao Bai specially prepared for Song Fusheng's family.

Recently, there are a lot of readers who go to the direction of the capital, and some readers ask if there is a vacant upper room? Lao Bai opened his eyes and said nonsense, saying no.

In the compartment with the screen, steaming dishes are placed on large round tables.

Song Fusheng was talking to Lao Bai, who was sitting next to him, "I couldn't stand on my feet when I passed by, and I had a task on my body. Later, I came back by boat, so I didn't take this road. Now I can come in and catch up. ”

A farewell is a few years.

The old white buttocks only sat on half of the chair, leaned sideways and said, "After you left that time, I often ran to the crossing to look around, and I wondered why I didn't come back. ”

Xiao Wu sat in the direction of Lao Bai's hand, and added: "Back to the old man, our shopkeeper doesn't often run to the crossing, it's that time when he goes out to look around every day, and he is very worried about what happened to you, and he always mutters, why don't you go back." ”

Song Fusheng pointed at Xiao Wu and smiled: "This Xiao Wu, return to the old man's words." I remember that time, when we came back in the middle of the night, you still fell on the stool, didn't you? ”

Xiao Wu's face was flushed, and he stood up and slapped himself lightly in the face:

"Sir, I was wrong. Since hitting you, I really remember the sentence of Hedong for thirty years and Hexi for thirty years from the bottom of my heart, and you didn't use it for thirty years. Since then, I have become more enthusiastic, and I no longer dare to look at people through the cracks of the door. ”

Song Fusheng waved his hand and smiled, what is this for.

It's just a reminder of the past.

also affirmed: "Xiao Wu is also kind-hearted when he falls over the stool." That kindness can't be hidden even if you drop the stool. ”

Song Fuling sat next to her mother and added with a smile: "Indeed, Dad, we couldn't drag the pine nut bag at that time, Xiao Wu disliked it, but he still helped carry the bag, I still remember it." ”

Xiao Wu couldn't look directly from Song Ling's appearance.

This is still the yellow-haired girl who was buried at the beginning.

At that time, he was not unexpected.

But now, if you say to the outside world, the girl in front of you used to have withered hair and grass, wore tattered clothes, sold pine nuts, and said all the good things about selling pine nuts, who can believe it.

At this moment, Song Fuling praised him, and Xiao Wu was even more at a loss, even more nervous than what he said to Song Fusheng just now.

I was so nervous that I slapped myself in the face again.

What are you doing with a slap in the face again?

"I, I'm excited." I didn't dare to think that Miss Song remembered the little help he helped.

Mi Shou asked Xiao Wu: "Then do you remember me?" ”

"Remember, you've grown a lot taller. I remember you were the best of those little boys, selling big bags of pine nuts. ”

"I'm making my debut now and I can still sell a big bag."

On the side of the screen, everyone laughed.

The white shopkeeper's face was flushed.

He didn't let Song Fusheng drink anything, and he had to get up early tomorrow to hurry.

Pointing at Song Fugui and recognizing it, he asked Song Fusheng: "That one fell from the pine tree, I remember coming back with blood on my face at that time." ”

"Yes, it's him, it's very fateful."

Song Fugui smiled and said: "You don't know the white shopkeeper, I kept vomiting in the back, all the way into Fengtian." When I got to the place, I fell into the cellar and into the river, and I fell into the hole anyway, and God really tossed me. ”

"It was a very heavy fall."

Everyone gathered together and hurried to say a lot of things.

That's really a pair: people who have been separated for a long time are looking forward to reunion, and reunion is afraid of the rush of time, endless old love, and endless dreams.

Talking about the first impression of the white shopkeeper on the Song Jiu clan: he was startled when he entered the house, the poor one, oops, he rarely saw the kind of person here with his thumbs and toes exposed, and his hair was made like a haystack.

It is said that the Song Jiu clan is very fortunate to have sent a few carts of radishes to the white shopkeeper early, otherwise the water will be distributed, and it will take another year to fulfill the promise.

Talking about the children in the family who have married several pairs, I heard that the white shopkeeper also held the dart bureau with the courtesy? You're too polite.

The white shopkeeper said: "What's polite, it's a heart." When I first heard about Xin'er, I really wanted to go with the dart game to drink the wedding wine, but I couldn't go. With this imperial examination, there are too many people staying in the hotel. ”

Sizhuang and Gao Tietou stood up with their wine glasses and toasted to the white shopkeeper.

Gao Tietou issued a sincere invitation: "When we left, grandpa said that when I saw you, I must say the last sentence: If you are empty, go to sit at home." ”

Song Fusheng nodded with a smile while eating the radish pickles that the inn provided for free.

When I have time, I want to go to sit at home, and I want to be friends and distant relatives with Lao Bai.

At first, it was too difficult.

If someone you meet on the road and one person deliberately embarrass them, then it will be enough for them to drink a pot.

This old white, not only did not embarrass them at the beginning, but also reached out everywhere to make it convenient.

At that time, a steamed bun that could be stretched out to them, even if it was a plate of pickles, had a different meaning.

The white shopkeeper drank the wine, "A word is a certainty, I will definitely come to see everyone if I have the opportunity." I only listen to you talk about houses and large fields, and I can't solve my hunger without seeing it with my own eyes, haha. ”

Shopkeeper Bai and Xiao Wu also arranged a special episode, leading Song Fusheng, Qian Peiying, and Song Fugui to the house where they lived and pushed the door open.

Song Fusheng and Qian Peiying stood side by side at the door.

The husband and wife looked at the kang and the ground, and remembered the scene of everyone sleeping in this room.

At that time, even those few stools were sitting and sleeping. You just say, how do you sleep while sitting? That's worse than a hard seat on a train.

But they survived.

It was also here that they went to the pine forest far away with a cart and went through the graveyard to pick pine nuts.

At that time, in order to collect more pine nuts, it was really fate, there were no tools, and the treetops dared to climb.

Then the children in the family, a group of big girls and little brothers and sisters borrowed the stove room to fry, and after the frying, they stood at the crossing or went to the opposite inn to sell.

……

Song Fuling and Mi Shou stood on the edge of the official road with lanterns and looked at the two inns in the distance.

Mi Shou said: "Sister, at that time, I dragged the pine nut bag and pulled the fingernails painfully. If you want to drag it to the opposite side, you can't pull it, so you can drag it on the ground with your fingers, and I haven't told you. ”

"It's useless for you to tell me, who can help you. And when I think of the old days, I realize that you don't have that sweetness in your mouth now. ”

Mi Shou spread his hands and sighed: "It's not that your mouth is not sweet, it's when you say something." At that time, I was purely forced by life, and I suffocated a hero with a penny. ”

Hahaha, you're still a hero.

Song Fuling turned around and was about to pinch her brother's face, smiling, "Uncle Yang." ”

Yang Mingyuan immediately choked in his heart.

In order to hide that he was not out of shape, he unbuttoned his cloak and squatted down to wrap around Mi Shou, Mi Shou waved his hand and refused, he was not cold.

Mi Shou asked, "Brother Yang, why haven't you rested yet?" ”

Recently, we have been riding in a carriage together, and he has a very good impression of Brother Yang, who is a good scholar.

Before Mi Shou finished speaking, Song Fuling suddenly interrupted: "Mi Shou, my sister is called uncle, how do you call my brother?" If you want to call Uncle Yang, you can't be rude. ”

After correcting her younger brother, Song Fuling nodded at Yang Mingyuan and smiled, "Then let's go back first." ”

When I arrived at the inn, Mi Shoucai asked suspiciously: "Sister, am I confused?" How do I calculate, we should also be called Brother Yang. He called his uncle uncle, and we called him uncle, what kind of generation is this? ”

The child is good at this point, what the family says is not right, he will not fight outside, he will grind in private.

Including the family's Jinbao, they are too, even if the adults lie in front of them, as long as there are outsiders, the children will not debunk it, and at most complain later.

The little babies summarized and complained to Song Fuling: Adults like to lie.

Adults like to tell them that children are not allowed to lie, and if they lie, they will be beaten.

After the adults threatened them violently and finally taught them not to lie, when they grew up to be the size of Brother Lang, they would be scolded by their ears: "Why are you so real, you can't lie." ”

The question is, whether to lie or not.

"You remember, it's useless for him to call him uncle, because in your uncle's heart, he just regards Yang Mingyuan as the same year and a peer."

"That's right, sister, it's not right for me to call the little general's brother. I watched my uncle take the little general's brother as a peer. ”

Song Fuling: "You're wrong. I advise you, don't look blind, you dare to call Uncle Lu Minrui when you turn around, be careful that he beats you. ”

"Does my brother beat a child?" Suddenly I wanted to try what was going on.

Outside the inn, Yang Mingyuan was wearing a cloak and standing alone.

He rushed over as soon as possible because he saw Miss Song upstairs without a hat.

There were not only their gang in this inn, but also other sons who were on the way.

No one knows whose identity they are.

In addition, don't look at the darkness of the night, there will still be cars on the official road.

He was afraid that Miss Song's beauty would attract attention, and not wearing a hat would cause trouble.

He is well aware of the truth that there is a sky outside the sky and there are people outside the world, and the closer he is to the capital, the more he must pay attention. There are more sons of big officials at the foot of the capital, and there are few unsuccessful ones in any house.

In case of provocation, it is not something that he and Uncle Song can cover.

Yang Mingyuan originally wanted to mention something, or wanted to stand with Song Fuling, so that outsiders would think that they were together.

He wanted to talk again, and finally had a chance to speak.

But suddenly found that he had become an uncle, and he was not given room to speak.

Miss Song didn't know when she changed, she was polite but rusty in front of him.

Wang Juren wiped his hair with a handkerchief and was about to go to bed to rest, when he heard the door ring, he turned around and asked, "Yang Juren is not reading today?" ”

Yang Mingyuan smiled gently: "It's not a book." After freshening up, lie down on the bed with your eyes open.

Wang Juren had already fallen asleep, and Yang Mingyuan couldn't fall asleep over and over.

This is what Yang's mother is most worried about.

Before leaving, Mother Yang stopped her, don't go with Song Juren, for fear that she will be affected by Miss Song before the exam, and she will still be affected in the end.

This kind of thing, it will suffer from gains and losses.

In the early morning of the second day, Yang Mingyuan got into Song Fusheng's car and complained, pointing at Mi Shou and saying, "Uncle, he calls me uncle." ”

Mi Shou had an expression on his face that I had provoked someone: "My sister asked me to call my uncle." ”

Song Fusheng: What a mess.

He grinned and said, "You can call whatever you want." ”

Song Fusheng almost blurted out an example, citing the special case of Lu Pan, which was also a mess of generations.

But close it in time.

He doesn't want others to know that he has a big backer, even if outsiders know that he knows Lu Pan, he doesn't want to talk around, as if he is very familiar with Lu Pan and shows off.

Yang Mingyuan immediately corrected Mi Shou: "Brother, you call me brother." ”

Vehicle departure.

Song Fusheng wore a hat with short hair from a black fox and waved goodbye to Xiao Wu, the white shopkeeper.

Song Fuling took out her mobile phone and secretly took pictures of this inn and the two inns opposite.

The white shopkeeper looked at the blurred car shadow that had disappeared from the distance, and was about to turn back, when Xiao Wu ran out with a burden and said, "Shopkeeper, look, this is left by Master Song." ”

Two wolf skins, two deer hearts, and two cans of salvia powder.

This, this is?

The old father of the white shopkeeper was frail all the year round and couldn't do heavy work, so he always said that he was uncomfortable.

In Song Fusheng's view, this is like myocarditis and heart disease, and northerners are prone to these diseases.

After thinking about it, I recalled Lao Bai's words of envy for the good health of the old people of the Nine Clans, and prepared this before leaving, which was a heart.

"It's too expensive."

Xiao Wu scratched his head and looked at the shopkeeper's distress on the side, yes, it was too precious.

The shopkeeper invited Master Song's family to live in the upper room, and turned around to leave such a big gift for Master Song.

——

In the next ten days, Song Fusheng and his way were all to go to the city to rest.

Basically, after a day's journey, you can either enter the county seat before dark, or you can enter the city.

These rest places, two places have dart bureau branches.

Song Fusheng and Qian Peiying, as the owner and the wife of the owner, came this time and met a lot of people recruiting workers in other places.

That's really, I used to do everything.

There are retired executioners who are now working at their dart bureau branch.

There is a younger brother who catches the head of the county who works in the dart bureau, there are former husbands, and there are sons who are servants.

The most are retired sergeants, and it is not possible to have a broken hand or foot, but if you have less eyes, missing a finger, and half of your nose, it is still no problem.

At the beginning, these things of recruiting workers in other places were all run by Fugui and Boss Guo, and Song Fusheng had no time to go to other places.

No, Fugui invited Song Fusheng for credit, "Look at it, are all the recruits good?" ”