The first snow in Wuhang City this year, came earlier than in previous years, and the government also set up a soup kitchen shed at the city gate in the east and west of the city, and there were two big iron pots stewed in each place every day with thick porridge mixed with rice bran and miscellaneous grains, and the team leader lined up, one bowl per person, and occasionally the rich families in the city were kind, and pulled the rice noodles of the whole car to scatter.

Even in Jiangzhou, this year's annual success is not good, not to mention the neighboring Huizhou that has suffered a great drought and locust plague, the land of a state is actually no harvest, all relying on the disaster relief grain put down by the imperial court, but it is still a tragic situation of starvation, so there are tens of thousands of hungry people who have left their hometowns and come to Jiangzhou this year.

Earlier, the Jiangzhou Assassin Mansion adopted a laissez-faire attitude towards these hungry people, and with the influx of these people, the cases reported by the Wuhang City Administration Daily made all the officials busy with their feet on the ground, and as a last resort, the captain of the Wuhang City Gate was ordered that the hungry people were not allowed to enter the city at the eight city gates.

After the chaos in the city eased a little, the civil officials and lords in Wuhang City found that the corpses carried out by the hungry people outside the city every day were turned over several times, and even the mass graves outside the city could not be buried, and some did not even have straw mats for the corpses.

However, the woman in Rouge Lane, except for the first day of the first lunar month, can have free time to entertain herself.

Since then, it has been a beautiful day, and tears have pretended to be happy for another year.

However, the snow is falling, and Rouge Lane is also a rare quiet, rain or shine prostitute customers, after all, they are also a minority.

A few of the houses in the alley have a strong foundation, so they don't have to worry about what will happen on this day, but most of those in the alley can only earn a day of copper plate and spend a day, and they will inevitably go hungry at this time.

After staying in this Rouge Alley for a few days, Wei Changpan didn't need Sister Cui to tell him, and he roughly understood that in Wuhang City, there was not only an alley in Rouge Lane, but also the riverhouses on both sides of the Longpu River that passed through the city.

And the place where Wei Changpan lives is one of the few people in Rouge Lane who does not do the skin and meat business.

Sister Cui, who also mixed in this industry when she was young, was delicate and soft under the wheel pipa, and she was so poor in the countryside that she couldn't survive to sell it to Rouge Lane when she was a child.

Then, Sister Cui didn't mention it, and he didn't ask.

The two-story building in the middle of Rouge Lane, even if it is a little dilapidated, the monthly rent has to be ten taels of silver, in this place where there are only three people, the two-story building has four rooms, the two small ones are lived by Yan's father and Sun's mother respectively, and the two slightly larger rooms were originally piled up with sundries, and the other is Sister Cui's residence, the former is also the place where she dresses.

For this reason, the most pity thing is that Daddy Yan has muttered in front of him many times intentionally or unintentionally, this stingy storyteller who is also a well-known storyteller in Rouge Alley, is so thin that he hangs on his body in a long shirt with patches. At the beginning, he was desperate and starved in front of this door, but was rescued by the kind Mother Sun, poured a bowl of rice soup, and then came back to his soul, and since then he has been telling stories here for a living, and eighty percent of the money collected was collected to subsidize the expenses in the building, and the rest was left to Daddy Yan to drink by himself.

As for Mother Sun, she has been working as a mother in a big green building in Rouge Lane for half her life, and she is well-known for her kindness. It's a pity that I inadvertently broke the rules in the building, and I drove him out, so I lived with Sister Cui.

Rouge Lane guests hangover early morning empty stomach out, in addition to the porridge cake burden can be satisfied, a little bit of identity, are not happy to patronize this inevitably some loss of identity of the porridge cake pick, Mother Sun saw the minds of these guests, so let Sister Cui spend some money to put the building in order, she then make some fine snacks, is a way of wealth, although it can not be regarded as a day into the gold business, but if you meet a high-roller who only spends a lot of money to come, eat satisfactorily, and give a reward is a considerable amount of money.

It's just that this kind of luck and talent can't be encountered every day, so the most reliable entry is half of Daddy Yan's storytelling, and most of the half is Sister Cui's pipa and posture.

In Rouge Lane, there must be at least one penny of silver for the night, it is an unwritten rule, in addition to the women in Rouge Lane, there are a considerable number of cooks and grooms, handymen, can not afford to spend this money and silver, but also have to find some fun, Yan Daddy's storytelling has become a busy spice for these people, from the afternoon to before nightfall, the furnishings on the first floor of this building will be removed, so that the group with the bench will come in to listen to the book, and when they hear that the critical place is sold, the copper plate that rains and the broken silver that does not appear much will be thrown together.

When Daddy Yan said that his mouth was dry, Sister Cui should almost come down to relieve him, playing the pipa in one hand and swaying the tune, together with the skin she exposed intentionally or unintentionally, as if she was going to hook away the souls of these people, and a few copper plates that they had in their pockets for gambling couldn't help but send them up.

For these cooks and grooms who don't know a single word, Daddy Yan spat and talked about the famous princes and princes of the past dynasties as if they were going to take a nap, but when they mentioned the strange things on the rivers and lakes, they all pricked up their ears one by one to listen, and even more so when it came to the fight scenes, Sister Cui's wheel twist was so fast that people couldn't see the gestures clearly, and Daddy Yan slapped the wood again, and the fire arrived.

Wei Changpan, who was already able to go to the ground, helped Mother Sun clean up the dishes and chopsticks used by the guests who ate snacks in the morning, and walked a little faster, when the voice of Mother Sun came again:

"Panzi Panzi, be careful, your legs and feet are not good yet, these jobs are done by the old thing surnamed Yan. ”

In fact, Wei Changpan's injury is far faster than Sister Cui Sun's mother's mouth, and even faster than he expected, a few days ago, he dismantled the splint, originally thought that he could walk around on the ground almost today, but he had already found that the dozen or so broken bones on his body had almost recovered as before, even to the extent that he could practice boxing.

I don't know when Wei Changpan, who was nicknamed Panzi by Sun's mother, got out of Sun's mother's sight, and walked towards the Longpu River with the dishes and chopsticks in his hand. The two wells at the end of the alley in Rouge Lane are far away, that is, when the draft is to pick up, the clothes and dishes are brushed, or a few steps to the river.

In the early years, the draft in Rouge Lane was also taken from the Longpu River, but now a dyeing workshop has been opened upstream, and the water of this river always has a bitter taste in the mouth, so I went to the well to get water.

Last night the snow stopped, but it was still extremely cold, and there was still snow on the roof tiles. When the sun rises in the middle of the sky, there is still a thin layer of ice on the bank of the Longpu River, which is not crystal clear, but also has a black and purple color.

Wei Changpan smashed the ice on it with his fists, stretched the wooden bucket down on the bluestone steps on the shore, skimmed the dirty foam next to him, and then fetched a bucket of water and put the dishes and chopsticks in to scrub them.

It was cold, and the remaining dregs on the cups, plates, and bowls were firmly frozen on them, and the blisters could not dissolve.

After the old loofah is completely dried up, the tendons on it are obtained by Wei Changpan after peeling off the outer shell, and you can get twice the result with half the effort by brushing up the dishes and chopsticks.

Wearing Daddy Yan's old cotton jacket, it was obviously shorter, revealing the wrist that had been pierced by broken bones, the scar was still terrible, and it had been resting for three months, and the other hand was pinched with a little force but there was still a dull pain.

I really can't blame Sister Cui for not being clever enough to find the bone Langzhong, that day Wei Changpan was bumpy all the way and was pulled by the person who drove the cart, and several broken bones on his body were punctured in the flesh, and it took three times to find all of them, so tired that Langzhong was surprised when he prescribed the medicine to Sister Cui, saying that he had never seen so many broken bones that could still last until now, and the broken bones did not pierce the viscera It was a great fortune, and he asked for three taels of silver before leaving.

Sister Cui also told him about these things, and last night she lit an oil lamp on the dining table on the first floor, and she was extremely skillful in calculating, like a competent bookkeeper.

Wei Changpan watched her make calculations, and Sister Cui flipped through the accounts kept by Mother Sun while checking some details with the other two.

Thirty-seven taels and three cents and five cents, erase the fraction, thirty-seven taels and three cents, and then cross out Wei Changpan's remuneration for helping to do things in the past two days, and deduct more points, and there will be thirty-seven taels left.

"How can you pay back this money? Sister Cui finished pulling the abacus, the pen was dipped in ink, and she wrote down these words in the account book on the side, not to mention any style and bone skills, and not even good-looking.

"I still have. ”

"What do you want to pay? The little bit of loose silver in your pocket has been deducted, and you asked someone to bring the news to your family? Or did you take the little knife and jade on your body?"

"Neither. ”

"I'll work, I'll work for you to pay off my debts, and I'll leave when I'm done. ”

Through the dim and flickering vegetable oil lamp, he looked at Sister Cui in front of him, the face of this woman who did not wear heavy makeup looked more and more aging under the light of the shaking lamp, and the wrinkles on her forehead were as deep as a knife and an axe.

"No, you don't. She shook her head, lifted her hand from the greasy table, and put it on her lap, "There are three people here, enough to feed ourselves, and enough people to do the work, there is no need for another small house, not to mention the way you are now, where do you do heavy work." ”

Mother Sun was a little unbearable, and gently tugged the corners of Sister Cui's muslin skirt, but Sister Cui quietly slapped it away.

"A manly man, what do you don't do well, but you have to work in a woman's place, what else will you do?" she said sharply, "A good man should be determined in all directions, why stay here to spend his youth." ”

Go to the Quartet.... Was chased to the ends of the earth by the people of Songfeng Mountain and the people who cut the deer?

There are people with the iron plaque with ugly characters written on it, people on the lake, and a few who survived.