In an alley in the south of the city, the early morning sun shines through the lush pomegranate trees, basking in small pieces inside and outside the yard.

Mrs. Yang came in from the end of the alley with a rib in one hand, walked briskly to the small courtyard with a pomegranate tree on the door of the Yang family's sister and brother, and stretched out her hand to open the door.

In the yard, Mrs. Yang was carrying a clay pot with a fine sprinkling of water, and when she saw Mrs. Yang pushing the door in, she hurriedly put down the clay pot, and Mrs. Yang handed over the rib meat, "How many times has this been sprinkled?" ”

"The third time, just sprinkle this one. My aunt bought something again, this meat is really good, if my aunt has nothing to do today, I will eat here at noon and night, I will do it anyway, just add more bowls of water, and save my aunt the trouble of making a fire alone. Mrs. Yang took the meat and put it in the kitchen, and hurriedly moved a small bamboo chair over.

Mrs. Yang took the small bamboo chair and moved it to the place where Mrs. Yang sprinkled it, "You are busy with yours, finish sprinkling the water, this yard makes you clean up so refreshing and clean every day, it's really comfortable." ”

Mrs. Yang picked up the clay pot, quickly sprinkled the water, put the basin away, and went into the kitchen to bring out a bowl of rice juice, "Auntie drink a bowl, auntie loves sweetness, I put a spoonful of acacia nectar." ”

"This is for Brother Xing'er?" Mrs. Yang took it, took a sip, and looked extremely satisfied, "This rice oil is boiled well." ”

"I have to read a book for an hour in the morning, Brother Xing is growing up, and I can't have nothing in my stomach, but if I eat too much, he doesn't eat well for breakfast, last time you said that rice oil is the most nourishing, I bought two catties of high-quality japonica rice, just get up early to boil two bowls of rice oil, I calculate that I can eat for a month, this rice oil, Brother Xing loves to drink very much."

While answering Mrs. Yang's words, Mrs. Yang took out two flat baskets from the kitchen, sat next to Mrs. Yang, and while talking, she quickly picked out the soybeans in the basket, "Auntie, you are going to see each other today?" ”

"Not really." Mrs. Yang slowly drank the rice oil, "You also know, I am also because of the help of a great benevolent person, I can go to the capital and live a good life like this, that benefactor lacks nothing, and I don't have a place to repay one or two, I hope there is no one in this life, not in the next life, Amitabha." ”

Mrs. Yang recited a few words of the Buddha, "The Buddha blesses the benefactor for generations." Although there is no place to repay, but I still want to have a dedicated place, this is to go to the temple every once in a while to burn incense, ask the Buddha and Bodhisattva to bless the benefactor, peace and security, smooth heart, all generations are good. ”

Mrs. Yang's hand picking soybeans stopped, "Auntie is the same?" I thought it was just me ......" Mrs. Yang was a little embarrassed, "my benefactor, than the aunt this benefactor is much more gracious, I used to tell my brother every day, I want to repay the benefactor in the future, my aunt taught me, I changed, and I didn't dare to say anything to repay in the future, only to the benefactor incense in the morning and evening...... Alas, I'm really a foolish person, to incense my benefactor, why don't I go to the temple to offer incense, and ask the heavenly bodhisattvas to bless my benefactor, and my aunt will go? How long will it take? If I have time, I will go with my aunt. ”

"It's too late, it's okay today, I'll come out early. Originally, I went to the temple on the fifteenth day of the first month to make incense, and I heard that the presiding master of the Daxiangguo Temple was going to recite the scriptures in front of the Buddha today. After drinking the rice oil, Mrs. Yang handed the bowl to Mrs. Yang.

Mrs. Yang took the bowl and shook it a few times, wiped her hands and said, "Auntie, wait for me for a while, I'll go change into clothes for going out, let's go." ”

Mrs. Yang waited for Mrs. Yang to change into an indigo muslin skirt, and a moon-white muslin robe came out, locked the courtyard door, and the two went to Daxiangguo Temple together.

In the middle of July, the heat of the evening is still the same, but there is a little lack of strength, the sun shadow is gone, and when the night rises, a gust of wind passes, and the coolness penetrates the gauze clothes.

Jin Huyan walked through the garden and walked leisurely towards the courtyard of Weng Weng Jinxiang.

In the past few years, or since the King of Qin made a marriage, his heart has become more and more stable, and the fate that was trampled by Weng Weng was trampled on, and occasionally, he would even doubt whether there was a number of lives, ghosts, ghosts, gods, and gods...... Guo Sheng firmly believes.

Jin Shuyan thought about Guo Sheng's belief in ghosts and gods and all kinds of magical things, and a funny feeling surged in his heart, people like Guo Sheng have killed countless people, and there are no taboos, he actually believes in such a thing, but he believes in ghosts and gods, and he didn't delay him to kill people if he wanted to!

It's really interesting.

Jin Zhuoyan entered the courtyard gate, walked along the verandah through the Hanging Flower Gate, opposite the Hanging Flower Gate, Jin Xiang and his wife Mrs. Min were sitting under the corridor talking, seeing Jin Zhuoyan turn in, Mrs. Min stood up with the armrest of the chair, and beckoned with a smile, "You Weng Weng is waiting for you." ”

Jin Zhuoyan simply strode across the courtyard and went up the steps, and Old Madam Min watched with pity in her eyes as Jin Zhuoyan sat down on the chair she was sitting on just now, and turned around and entered the house.

"Nothing, right?" Jin Shuyan looked at Weng Weng with a somewhat gloomy face.

"It's nothing, he's in the capital, in the suburbs." Metallurgical voice was low.

"Who?" Jin was stunned, and then his eyes widened, "Which one?" He? What is he here for? What does he want to do? He didn't mean ......"

"What are you anxious about?" Jin Xiang frowned slightly, and glanced at Jin Clumsy Yan with a little dissatisfaction.

Jin Shuyan took a deep breath, "I'm a little anxious, as soon as I hear him, it's no good for him to come, and it's not good to come back." ”

"Hmm." Jin Xiang couldn't say whether he agreed or disagreed, "Brother Yan'er will get married next month, it's not a few days, it's normal for him to come, don't think about it, but I'll talk to you." ”

"He's coming, what's the matter?" Kim didn't believe it.

"It's a little trivial, but it's not on your side, let me tell you, you just have a number in mind." Jin Xiang's tone sounded relaxed, but Jin Cunyan frowned, that monk is never a trivial matter!

Anfu Town outside Jiangyin City, like Beisanli outside Gaoyou City, flourished from the presence of garrisons, and then became a place where Jiangyin Army and Gaoyou Army gathered.

Half a circle around Anfu Town, is the Xiao'an River leading to the canal, the river water is clear and peaceful, the willows by the river are green, the grass is verdant, the river is full of people lying down with straw hats on their faces, carrying pots of tea from the town's teahouse, sitting and talking in the river breeze, and squatting for a day fishing.

Fugui held a large stoneware teapot in one hand and a cup in the other, walked to Yingui, who was squatting in the river and fishing, and didn't know how long he had been fishing, squatted down, stretched out his head to look at the fish float in the river, put down the teapot again, reached out and pulled up the rope of the upper fish basket tied to a branch next to him, lifted the fish basket, and looked at the size of the fish basket that was already full of small baskets in the fish basket, and sighed.

"Brother, you are an expert, the sun has not risen above your head, this is most of the basket?"

"People live on this." The guy from a small restaurant in the town came over, sent a pot of tea to Yingui, pulled up the fish basket neatly, and threw the fish from the fish basket into a small bamboo basket he brought, "These crucian carp are good, two or three bowls of thick soup are available, alas, this black fish is good, just right, early in the morning, the old Chen family boy came to ask, saying that there are good black fish for him to keep, coincidentally, a total of eleven, I will take it back, and let the bell head calculate the money with you later." ”

Yingui waved his hand without looking back, and as soon as the guy put the fish basket back into the river, Yingui lifted it violently, and a lively carp was lifted out of the water.

Fugui squatted on the side, watching the guy sigh that someone was going to eat carp, and asked Yingui to throw the fish on the hook directly to him, envious, "Brother, with this skill, you can't go hungry anywhere." Brother, do you have any secrets to fishing? "Fugui came up.

The guy looked at Fugui and smiled while taking off the carp, "I also asked this, Lao Getou doesn't hide his selfishness, but his eyesight, to say the least, has to be practiced for ten years, and it's useless to know." You talk, I have to go back quickly, what do you want to eat at noon? The bell head told you to say it earlier, and he had to make it for you empty-handed. ”

"The oily noodles made by the bell head are the best, he wants to be empty, bring me a bowl." Yingui turned back unceremoniously.

"Okay." The man laughed, "The most proud thing about the bell head is his hand oil and noodles, but if he wants to eat oil and noodles, he will be empty if he can't be empty." ”