Chapter 118: Into the stockade
The so-called cottage does not have a specific name, nor does it have a magnificent gate, only a dozen small courtyards located on a not very flat slope, the courtyards are large and small, but Song Xiaochi glanced up, and found that although these courtyards seem to be built loosely, there is no law, but if you look closely, you can find that there are trees on the periphery of these wooden houses, if it is in spring and summer, no matter which direction, it is difficult to see any of the small courtyards hidden in it.
If an outsider comes, even if you go down the mountain, you probably won't be able to find it.
"The second master is back, just waiting for you, the wine and meat are ready, everyone comes out, the second master is back!"
As soon as a group of them appeared, they were spotted by a thin man who was guarding outside, who greeted them cheerfully, and before the second master could speak, he waved back vigorously and shouted.
With his shout, the small courtyards that had been silent on Chinese New Year's Eve suddenly came alive, and the creaking sound of opening the door was accompanied by lively noise, and simple lanterns of various shapes, as well as crackling cannon fights, and the cheerful shouts of a group of children, "The second master is back, the second master is back!" ”
"New Year's Eve New Year!"
"Eat meat! Eat chicken thighs! ”
Suddenly, the whole mountain seemed to come alive, noisy, talking, laughing, and cannonballs, surrounding Song Xiaochi, Xie Yan and a group of other people, Song Xiaochi noticed that the second master opened his mouth a few times, and did not convey the meaning he wanted to express to everyone.
"Okay, okay, don't let them enter the house yet!"
At this time, Song Xiaochi saw a lean old man slowly walking out of the crowd, the old man had dark skin, wrinkles all over his face, gray hair, and a sparse goatee under his chin.
At first glance, this person was no different from those old farmers who were doing farm work in the fields, but when Song Xiaochi glanced at the old man a few more times, he found that his previous understanding of him seemed to be a little shallow.
Although the old man looks old and thin, but those small eyes are shining when looking at people, which makes people feel pressure, Song Xiaochi seems to have only seen this kind of sharp eyes in the eyes of Old Uncle Song, so it seems a little inaccurate.
Although Old Uncle Song's eyes are sharp, they give people the feeling that they are more afraid than respectful, but this old man is completely different, although his eyes are sharp, but not just fearful and stern, they contain more wisdom that has endured the vicissitudes of life for a long time, but it seems a little kind.
As soon as the old man's voice came out, the surroundings immediately fell silent.
"It's good to come back safely, everyone hasn't eaten yet, just waiting for you to come back for the New Year!"
After glancing at the second master and the rest of the mountain bandits behind him, the old man turned his gaze to Xie Yan and Song Xiaochi.
"They are ......" The old man's gaze roamed over Xie Yan and the four of them, and then turned to the second master, but this time his gaze was much more severe, "What's the matter?" ”
"Uncle Ni, they don't have any money on them, do you always look at what they are wearing, as if they have no money? The silver must have been hidden, so we tied them back. ”
Cheng Gou Yu rushed to the front with a snort, and smiled flatteringly at the old man.
"Hmph, if you don't find any money then, the food you need to feed these people will be deducted from your rations."
The old man took out a cigarette stick out of nowhere and knocked Cheng Gouyu's head with a smoking pot.
"Uncle Ni...... Uncle Ni...... Don't hit ...... Don't hit ...... Surely they have silver, I vouch for it with my head! ”
Cheng Gou covered his head, scurrying around, and begged for mercy exaggeratedly.
"Humph!" The old man, that is, Uncle Ni in Cheng Gouyu's mouth, shook the cigarette stick and glanced at Cheng Gouyu, "Your little life is not worth the ration!" ”
"Uncle Ni, it's too sad for you to say that." Cheng Gouyu said with a sad face.
"Okay, don't fight with you kid, let's go in for Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, everyone is waiting for you!"
Uncle Ni beckoned a group of mountain bandits to the largest courtyard in the middle, as soon as he spoke, all the mountain bandits, including the women in the cottage, began to greet one after another, to Song Xiaochi's surprise, not only were the four of them not treated badly, but several women rushed forward, smiling and hugging them to go inside.
Song Xiaochi felt that his face had been touched by several women, and they untied the ropes that bound Xie Yan's hands without saying a word.
This neat and uninhibited move shocked Song Xiaochi and his party.
"Such a handsome little brother is actually tied, and they really do it!"
An aunt in her forties complained while untying Xie Yan neatly.
"Those rough men of theirs, where do they understand this."
Another chubby aunt accosted.
"Hmph, Brother Gou Yu and Little Fourth Brother saw that this boy was so handsome, and they must be very envious and jealous in their hearts, so ......"
A fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl grabbed the fat aunt's arm and deliberately dragged out the voice.
"Zhao Xiaoya, you women are superficial, you can only look at the skin, don't look at this kid who looks like a dog, in fact, he has no ability, hey, a big man still needs a woman to protect, he is a nest, a nest is extreme!"
Cheng Gouyu said while glaring at Xie Yan with disdain, as if he was raising his arm intentionally or unintentionally, showing off his strong and powerful muscles, and looking at Zhao Xiaoya who was staring at Xie Yan expectantly, expecting her to turn her head and look at herself.
Zhao Xiaoya didn't look at him, but Xiao Si caught a glimpse of his little friend's stupid behavior, and rolled his eyes helplessly, this dog is stupid enough, and when he meets Zhao Xiaoya, he can't look at it.
The space in this courtyard is not small, although there are dozens of people, it does not seem to be so crowded, as soon as you enter the courtyard door, it is a slip of three wooden houses, step into the wooden house, but find that this wooden house is three from the outside, but there is no partition inside, there are three cauldrons in the middle of the house, there is a raging fire below, and the food in the cooking cauldron is gurgling and steaming.
The smell of meat, rice, and vegetables came to the nostrils, even if she had already eaten dinner, walked such a long way, and was such a cold night, at this moment, the fragrance of food came to her nose, and Song Xiaochi's stomach couldn't help but gurgle, fortunately, there were people in this room, and this little movement in her stomach would not alarm others.
Song Xiaochi was secretly rejoicing, and saw that the person who had been talked about by the eldest aunt, little daughter-in-law, and little girl in the village suddenly glanced sideways at her, his starry eyes were bright, but there was a faint smile in them.