The next day, the weather was fine.

On this day, which is also the first day of the seventh month, the house needs to be girdered.

Then it is a cold place, on the day of the beam, I bought artillery from the market, and also invited the lion dance team to beat gongs and drums, so it was not festive.

Since then, people outside the walls have been talking.

On the beam, according to the custom, you have to stand on the tall building and sprinkle the cake made of sorghum down, called sorghum cake, which means that it rises step by step.

I also drink sorghum wine, which means that it will last for a long time.

This day is very busy, but it is such a festive day.

The Nangong clan, who had not shown up for a long time, the three brothers and sisters came on horseback, and they were full of haggardness.

Nangong Sheng rode a jujube red horse, holding a copper glass whip in his hand, with a disdainful face, seeing that everyone was indifferent, and he was also looking for something in the noisy crowd.

Nangong Shanyuan rode a red and brown horse, his eyes were full of haggardness, looking for his parents in the crowd, but he couldn't find it, and shook his head helplessly in a trance.

Nangong Junlang jumped off the horse and squeezed past some people in similar clothes, which must be Cheng Mo's secret guard.

Nangong Junlang's face was pale, his lips were blistered, and his eye sockets were a little blue, and he came in a hurry, and even resting was a luxury.

When Yu Qi, who was moving the wine jar, turned around, he suddenly saw the Nangong clan, and seemed to be a little surprised, he could come in a short time, this must have been rushed overnight.

Putting down the wine jar, Yu Qi strode in the direction of the Nangong clan.

"Two generals," Yu Qi respectfully bowed to Nangong Shanyuan and Nangong Junlang, his face not smiling.

Nangong Shanyuan waved his hand and excused himself, "Now that the armor has been removed, he is not a general." ”

Yu Qi was speechless, smiled helplessly, and replied embarrassedly, "No matter what, you two are still majestic generals in our hearts." ”

Nangong Junlang's face was haggard, and he smiled weakly, "Brother Yu, where is the son?" ”

"I'll take you there," Yu Qi immediately led the way.

The two Nangong brothers have gone far away, but Nangong Sheng is still looking for someone, but there is not even half a figure, so he has no choice but to speed up and chase the two brothers.

Passing through the noisy and noisy crowd, during which Nangong Sheng was hit on the shoulder by a piece of white and fat, fragrant sorghum cake, only slightly painful, Nangong Sheng didn't pay attention to it, and walked straight away.

However, not long after she left, a little boy picked up the sorghum cake on the ground and patted the ashes on the pastry, and the boy muttered, "Really, I don't even accept such a good pastry." ”

The boy was in tattered clothes, and his feet were covered in straw sandals, all stained with mud and vegetable crumbs, and his feet were full of mud and muddy water.

The little hands were so festering that they were bleeding pus and light blood stains, and the dirty hands held the sorghum cake in the palm of their hands, and their eyes were full of love.

His tattered reality contrasted with the innocent smile on his face.

Just as he was about to eat the pastry, a beautiful and neat boy suddenly walked up to him.

The dirty boy was so frightened that he wanted to run away, but another one appeared in the back.

There was one in front of him and one behind him, and the boy was suddenly frightened, returned the pastry in his hand, and whispered in his mouth, "I picked it up, I picked it up, I picked it up." ”

Three times in a row, accompanied by crying, I was really scared, and two identical people appeared inexplicably, who were they, and they were even more scared at the moment of panic.

"We won't take you, we saw you upstairs," the little boy in front of him spoke, with a smile shining in his eyes, "My name is Ji Huan." ”

Ji Huan saw that he was still half-kneeling there, and he couldn't bear it, so he went to help him up, but he retreated, so timid that his body trembled like wheat grains in a sieve.

"Don't worry, we don't take your pastries......"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get in," the dirty boy wanted to cry without tears, the pastries in his dirty palms were stained, and when he saw the people in front and back, he was so frightened that his tears were gone.

"Brother," Ji Chen walked over, his eyes full of smiles, and said to the dirty boy, "What is the man crying for, cheer up." ”

The dirty boy was even more dumbfounded when he saw the two boys standing together, and looked at it dumbfounded, and when he remembered it, he slapped the back of his head fiercely, and then broke into a smile, "You are twins!" ”

But after a while, the dirty boy's face changed drastically, panicked, and handed back the pastry in his palm, sincerely apologizing, "I'm sorry, I didn't know it was yours, I saw it fall on the ground, it's a pity, so I picked it up." ”

The custom of catching sorghum cake is very particular, and when it is thrown in the air, whoever takes a fancy to which piece will do their best to catch it.

Presumably this is what the two of them like, otherwise how could they come to find it? The dirty boy thought to himself.

Ji Huan looked stunned when he saw his palm, what did he go through to let a little boy get in, just to find some food.

Seeing that the two of them didn't take it, the dirty boy was lucky, and said with a wry smile, "The two of you must see that it's dirty, so you don't want it, so let's do it, I have a copper plate here, I bought it, so there will be no disagreement." ”

The dirty boy didn't care whether the two of them agreed or not, and cheekily handed the copper plate in his purse to Ji Huan, who greeted him with a smile, "Sorry, I'm sorry to disturb the two." ”

When he turned to leave, the dirty boy's tears flowed, when will he be able to eat enough and not starve and suffer from cold?

The copper plate in the palm of his hand was extremely hot, Ji Huan looked at the indifferent back, and he couldn't say anything with pain in his throat, so he trotted after him.

"Brother Mu Yiran, don't you remember me? I'm Ji Huan, when I was in Huizhou Mansion, you gave me two pastries and three candies, don't you remember? ”

The dirty boy is called Mu Yiran, it is true that he helped the poor and the poor in his glory, and he also told the people who helped him his name, but there are very few people who can remember him.

Now when I hear someone shouting his name, I am full of melancholy and uneasy.

Mu Yiran looked back and looked at Ji Huan, whose cheeks were slid through tears, his eyes were red, "You...... It's ......"

He said that his name was Ji Huan, but there were more people with the same name and surname, and he really couldn't remember it.

Ji Huan wiped his tears and walked over, and smiled at Mu Yiran, "Brother Yiran, you really don't remember me?" ”

Mu Yiran smiled bitterly, recalling the past, the past was very painful, the number of people he had seen was countless, and he fled in a chaotic place, and he fled again, he really couldn't remember.

"I don't remember," Mu Yiran smiled bitterly, then turned around and left.

"Brother Yiran," Ji Huan trotted to stop, pulled the sleeve of his wrist to his elbow, and a red rope appeared on his hand and neck in an instant, and the red rope was smooth and smooth, except for a small jade bead that was polished and smooth.

"What about this, have you forgotten about it too?" Ji Huan's hand stretched out in front of his eyes, "Brother Yiran, my mother taught me to win favors and not forget my roots, I always remember the red rope you gave, and I always remember you." ”

The long-lost red rope jade bead, a good word, Mu Yiran burst into tears, but with a smiling face, "Thank you, you still remember, but my family is in the middle of the road, my parents both died, and the servants returned to their hometowns, and I am displaced and begging for a living, so I really dare not call you brothers." ”

Mu Yiran clenched his fists and said respectfully, "Farewell." ”

Mu Yiran left with tears in his eyes, it was really a good reincarnation in heaven, he used to be a little thin man, thin skin and bones, now he has a good diet, he is white and fat, and he is more pleasing than before.

Ji Huan had already gone to pull his hand and froze in mid-air, the black sleeves slipped through his fingers, and when he looked again, he only saw the back of him walking away with tears in his eyes.

"Brother," Ji Chen watched from the side, he trembled even when he spoke, sobbing, and looked at the departing back with teary eyes.

"I'm going to find the big brother," Ji Huan ran like a rabbit, wiping his tears away, thinking that the eldest brother was recruiting a child to train him to become a personal guard, and Brother Mu Yiran was a fist and kicker, and he just wanted him to stay, and he didn't want to think about what he was suffering now.

Ji Chen didn't know why, and before he wiped away his tears, he ran away with his brother in a daze.

Under the guidance of Yu Qi, the three Nangong brothers and sisters found their family members who had been thinking about it day and night in a wooden shed, and the family hugged their heads and cried, crying with tears.

Looking back on the years, the wealthy family that was loyal to the family, treated each other with all sincerity, and said that one could understand the whole thing with one eye, but all of them came to naught overnight.

But life is still there, it doesn't matter what gold, silver, mansions, servants and maids are.

Cheng Mo and Cheng Jue, as the perpetrators of this incident, bore all the expenses, and also bore the bitterness and bitterness of the rest of their lives, firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.

This huge life lesson made Cheng Jue completely end his former audacity and recklessness, with no one in his eyes, and also ended his arrogance, and now he is gradually side by side with Cheng Mo. An is stable and honest, and does practical things honestly.

After the Nangong clan calmed down, Cheng Mo stepped forward to apologize, "I'm sorry, I've bothered you!" ”

"Nothing to do," the speaker was Nangong Shanyuan, a mighty and majestic general who once galloped across the field, he was a seven-foot man, and he even had the day when he raised his sleeves to wipe his tears.

Nangong Shanyuan squeezed out a smile and saluted Cheng Mo in return, "Now, I have to rely on you in this life, you do your best for us, and we are not the ones who will take revenge, and in the days to come, I will have to harass the son." ”

After that, Nangong Shanyuan held back his tears, and resolutely turned his back to Cheng Mo, covering his mouth with his palms, and even sobbing low.

What a beautiful and majestic Nangong he used to be, but now, he wants to live with Cheng Mo, who has been abolished as the prince, in this small city of 100 acres surrounded by high walls.

And the establishment of this small city, Cheng Mo monopolized the power and wealth, and he paid every expense.

The man crying is not cowardly and incompetent, but really desperate, and at this time, a person who fell from the sky became a commoner with them.

also has to take on all kinds of big things, planning for them everywhere, such a person, how can he not be a Ming Jun, but the house leak happened to rain overnight, and the boat was late and encountered a head wind.

Cheng Mo walked over with heavy steps, for a period of time, it has been Nangong Shanyuan who has been protecting Dayu's well-being.

However, the Mo family's top position is afraid that it will affect more people.

Emperor Yu Xuan's move made him set up another mountain now, presumably ......

What this means is not yet known.

Cheng Mo stood beside Nangong Shanyuan and said with relief, "Shanyuan, if you are alive, you will have a chance to refute." ”

Nangong Shanyuan nodded heavily, "Now that the military order has been returned, there is not a single soldier, I believe that one day, I will definitely help my son recapture the country." ”

Cheng Mo didn't have much interest in this sentence, but he still replied with a smile, "I have a heart." ”