When he was a child, he thought that the village with hundreds of families was very large, with mountains and rivers, and then when he was young, he went to the town and saw the market, and then he knew that the village was small, and then he went to the county town with a wooden sword, and then he realized that the town with bridges and restaurants was not so big. Later, I saw famous mountains and rivers, and saw many people and many things, and then I realized that the world is big. But for some reason, in the end, he only wanted to go home, and then he silently left the rivers and lakes from the largest city in the world. All the way south, back home.

Because I am afraid of causing trouble to my brother and sister-in-law, the village is small, and it seems to be just a matter of adding two bowls and chopsticks to a table, but in fact it is not a very easy thing, which means that my brother has to plant more seedlings every year, burn more charcoal, and my sister-in-law also has to do a lot of needlework, pick more mulberry leaves, and raise more silkworms. And the nephew in the family also went to private school, and he also thought that he would be an uncle, so he could earn money to buy some paper and pens for the child. So the young man with a broken arm and a slightly lame leg, while he was still young and had the strength, went to that town and settled down and took root, I don't know if it was a stupid man who had a stupid fortune, and made him a shop guy with a shoulder towel in a small restaurant, and even later found a daughter-in-law who was brilliant in a radius of 100 miles, there is a kind of flower called cow dung flower in the town, and it is really the most lush in the cow dung on the roadside, when he was dangling outside in the early years, he first heard that when the flowers were inserted in the cow dung, he couldn't laugh, and now he thinks about it, he is even happier, it turns out that he is the cow dung, very good。

In the autumn of this year, he finally kidnapped his daughter-in-law Shun Shun lì Li, the old man and the mother-in-law, in fact, there are no twists and turns, but he can't survive the insistence of his daughter-in-law, probably can't stand his shamelessness, can't fight back and scold and don't return the mouth, anyway, it's a dead face, the two elders pinched their noses and nodded, the daughter-in-law and her two brothers, in fact, don't look down on him, several times to help the restaurant to pick vegetables and fruits and pick fish and meat He blocked him in the alley, but he didn't really do it, just spoke ugly, he didn't cowardice, of course he didn't have stage fright, although he didn't mix anything outside, but after all, he had barely seen the world, from beginning to end, are determined that Qingshan does not relax the posture, just smile at them, repeatedly, the two brothers-in-law tossed so much that they lost their temper, although even if they didn't have a good face on the day their sister got married, but after all, they still didn't stop it, just as the married woman splashed out of the water, otherwise they can really beat this guy to the point that his nose is blue and his face is swollen? Although their sister is gentle and gentle, she has always been easy to discuss everything, but sometimes she is stubborn, and she is tougher than a young man with strong blood, and she really can't get it back.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, she meant to go back to the village to spend it with her brother and sister-in-law, which was in line with the rules, but his idea was to go to her mother's house for a reunion festival this year, and told her brother and sister-in-law that it would be a big deal to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival together next year. She wanted to say something, but he waved his hand very proudly with that arm that was still good, and said, "This matter must be up to me, the head of the family!" The corners of her mouth curled, smiled, and nodded. It's just that when the little couple came to the door with a box of moon cakes, they stopped the brother-in-law, saying that his sister could enter the house, but his surname was Wen, so don't dream. His daughter-in-law was angry at the time, and she didn't say a word to her eldest brother, grabbed her man's arm tightly and turned around and left, but he stood still and didn't want to go, and said with a smile that he had to go home to see his father and mother today, otherwise he wouldn't leave. Looking at his unusually serious face, she didn't cry, but her eyes were red. He whispered to her that in the world, a family is a family, a lifelong thing, and there must be no threshold that cannot be passed. She hummed, lowered her head and slammed her eldest brother's shoulder, and walked quickly into the courtyard. When she walked back to the gate not long after, she suddenly saw the eldest brother and him squatting side by side at the door, and the eldest brother had the box of moon cakes picked up at his feet, and when he saw her sister, the dark-skinned man seemed to be a little blushing, and stood up with the moon cakes, as if he wanted to say a few cruel words to not be ashamed, hesitated for a long time, but still couldn't say it, so he had to say to the brother-in-law viciously, and in the future, Lao Tzu heard that you dare to bully my sister and break your third leg!

On the way home by the moonlight that day, they slowly stepped on the bluestone path, and she occasionally playfully danced the lattice with her hands behind her back, and then turned around and smiled at him. At that time, he only had one very simple thought, to make more money, let her live a good life as soon as possible, and don't let such a good woman follow him to give people white eyes. Then he began to calculate how many broken silver copper plates he had saved, and when he could rent a larger house, replace it with a small courtyard, and finally exchange it for a large mansion. But thinking about it, he couldn't help but sigh. It's not that I feel how tired I am, but I just feel that if I want to live a down-to-earth life, I really have to sweat every copper coin. Fortunately, his legs and feet are not neat, but he is diligent, willing to exert his strength, willing to give a smile, willing to get up early and touch the dark, after the earlier period of often giving people jokes and fun, now those men who think they are young heroes when there is a sword around the town, are not very happy to compete with a little guy like him, in their words, it is boring to step on shit, except for dirty shoes, it is useless, bullying a shopkeeper who can't make a fart with a few sticks, and how much the price drops. And as he often calls Mr. Storyteller to come to the restaurant to tell stories and tell the rivers and lakes, even if he often tells some clichéd stories that turn over and over, but the small town reflects the benefits, and it is better to have a story than no story when drinking tea and drinking, not to mention that his small restaurant whenever there is a storyteller elsewhere to fight in the ring, there are always a few new tricks, and the restaurant business is probably getting better and better. The shopkeeper, no matter how nagging and broken thoughts, people are actually not bad, otherwise they would not have taken him in at the beginning, as the business gradually improved, he also added a few dollars of silver every month, occasionally the restaurant closed, the shopkeeper drank himself, and accidentally drank the wine high, and would pull him this guy to eat a few meat dishes with enough oil and water pipes. When he got married, the shopkeeper also wrapped a red envelope, a full three taels of silver, which was a very generous amount in the town, and since then he has worked harder and harder, not to mention that one person can top three shop guys, and it is certainly not an exaggeration to top two people. After the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, the shopkeeper gritted his teeth, feeling that this guy was no longer good at calling, after all, he couldn't cope with the thriving business, so he hired a beautiful lady from a neighboring village to be a wine seller, seventeen or eighteen years old, the embryo is good, that is, the family is really poor, thin and black, after she worked in the restaurant, she was dipped in meat and oil water a few times, and the figure immediately smoked, and soon there was a bit of water spirit, so that the daily income of the restaurant rose again, which can make the shopkeeper's happiness bad, especially the shopkeeper's sharp eyes, and see a little bit of the little girl to the boy surnamed Wen A little interesting, angry and funny, I thought that your girl is really a ghost, even if the little two in this shop have a good temperament, but in the end you have a family, why are you like a moth hitting a lamp and bumping into it? Is it possible to return the concubine surnamed Wen? That is a blessing that only those big masters in the town can enjoy. But what's more interesting is that it stands to reason that the surname is Wen, a young man who was very bright in the past, replaced by other ordinary men, this kind of little lady who takes the initiative to throw herself into her arms, rubbing oil, touching her little hands, and pinching her waist are all reasonable good things and small things, anyway, it doesn't cost you a penny. But the surname Wen is stunned, and he is more serious than the meritorious and famous scholars in the town who can be counted on one hand, which can make the smiling shopkeeper look at the lively and anxious for him.

It's about to be winter, and the rich old men are probably starting to wait for the snowy day with their fingers, and the charcoal fire at home is fully prepared, so they are waiting for when they will put on the mink fur that they bought from the county seat.

But it is much more difficult for the poor, the snow is cold, the snow is even colder, it costs money to buy clothes and thick boots, and charcoal for the stove is actually to burn money.

This town is quite rich, the world is also peaceful, I heard that to the north, especially after the rumor that separated our Liyang Dynasty from the north and south of the Guangling River, many people died, the war was very bad, the court did not know that there were hundreds of thousands of troops over there, and even the well-informed town official lord came from the county side, saying that there was a great general under the command of the king of the vassal in the south, with an army of 100,000 to the Guangling River, killing the blood flowed like a river, saying that the dead people were about to block the entire river, one by one said it clearly, the people in the town listened, naturally frightened, just begging for a better world, but don't let this battle be fought and lost. I vaguely heard that the place called Beiliang in the northwest of Liyang suffered even more, and the millions of troops of the northern barbarians have hit their doorstep, and some of the old people in the town talk about these important things in the court, and they can't help but sigh for a long time, but the young descendants, many of them have no heart and lungs, and from time to time they talk to the old man a few words, most of them think that fighting is not a big deal, and they join the army, maybe it is the life of the general, and when the time comes, they come back from the battlefield, with hundreds of armored soldiers under their hands, sitting high on the war horse, that is called majestic！

Today is already a restaurant for four or five consecutive days without Mr. Storyteller showing up, not only the regular customers can't hold back, the temperament is anxious, simply put their feet on the bench to scold the mother, even the shopkeeper is in a hurry, the shopkeeper surnamed Wen is a meal to split his head and cover his face Spit all around, the latter smiled and explained that this is to let the storyteller go to the county town to learn the scriptures, now there are several larger restaurants in the town not only have old storytellers, even young and beautiful women are playing the pipa on the side to help the fun, want to attract more business, we don't show some real skills hereThe shopkeeper rolled his eyes, the truth is this truth, but you kid hurry up and let the old guy come back and shake a few hands, and if you drag it down, the regular customers of the restaurant will run out! The shopkeeper finally patted the second shopkeeper on the shoulder, probably because of his conscience, glared and said, in the future, let the old man who rubbed wine and food go far away, don't secretly pay for yourself, the restaurant will help you out.

Without waiting for the shopkeeper to slap the horse, the shopkeeper had already turned around and touched his heart and left, muttering that he was distressed, it was really distressing. Good people can't do it, they can't do it.

The shopkeeper, who was lame at a young age, grinned as he looked down the street.

On that day, the old guy who had been telling stories in this restaurant for many years finally returned, and as soon as it was passed on to ten or ten, the restaurant business was full on the same day.

Especially when the old man's eyebrows flew and danced when he said something, the whole restaurant burst into laughter, even the shopkeeper and the wine seller were very happy, everyone looked at the shopkeeper surnamed Wen, and some rough men laughed even more, almost laughing out of tears.

The storyteller who rushed back from the county town said that the number one master today is no longer Wang Xianzhi of Emperor Wu City in the East China Sea, but a young vassal king, the king of Beiliang who holds 300,000 Beiliang iron horses!

This world's number one master, and Beimang's second and third military gods, a guy named Tuoba Bodhisattva, fought fiercely in the Western Regions, two of the world's top immortal figures, the two sides fought for thousands of miles, and the fight was turned upside down, the sun and the moon were gone.

And among them, the king of Beiliang in Liyang, once beat the most powerful guy of the Beimang Dynasty out of the city with a single sword! There are not thousands of steps, let alone hundreds of steps! The city wall is like paper paste!

Then the powerful vassal king who was unusually young but had reached the top of the rivers and lakes said that the sword was learned from a Central Plains swordsman named Wen Hua.

So in the midst of laughter, there were constantly good deeds who opened their throats and shouted: "Hey, hey, surnamed Wen, when will you get close to the king of Beiliang?

"Yes, yes, that's a prince, then there should always be a palace, right?

"Flying sword! Flying sword! Wen Xiaoer, since you can make that great prince admire, you will definitely have the kind of flying sword skills in the romance novel, or I will dismantle a stool leg for you, and you will take me to fly?"

And the lame young man who stood in the lobby of the restaurant in a daze, carrying a pot of wine, forgot to pour wine for the guests for a while, he never spoke or answered, but he couldn't laugh at it.

It's just that he really laughed and burst into tears.

At this time, a guest who finally found himself waiting for a long time and hadn't been waiting for wine slapped the table and roared: "The surname is Wen, where is the wine! I really think I am the Central Plains swordsman in the mouth of the prince?

The shopkeeper suddenly lowered his head, raised the shoulder of the wasted arm, wiped away the tears on his face, and laughed loudly.

"Alas~ guest officer, the wine is here!"