Chapter Seventy-Five: Holding a Small Umbrella in the Heavy Rain, Pointing to Xuan to King Kong
Su Su wandered outside for a long time, before he mustered up the courage to return to a blacksmith shop located in the corner of the town, which was a two-entry earthen embryo yard, and the shelves were propped up, but at a glance, the furnishings were shabby, giving people a feeling of being empty and unfortunate, and he knew that the life of this family was not easy, far from being rich and solid, in front of the stove bellows in the front room, a middle-aged man was shirtless, with a strong figure and strong muscles, and it was not too much to say that it was not too much to stand on the arm of a horse on the fist, and the arms were thicker than the woman's thighs, and it was a pity not to go to the street to break the boulder on the chestγ The man was dressed in bronze, and was carrying a hammer to put a piece of hot iron billet on the anvil and hammer it, the man glanced at Su Su, did not make a sound, and continued to hammer the billet, Su Su, who had been helping to work since he was a child, was already familiar with the iron fire, and ran to the basket to pour some charcoal into the stove, and then was thinking about going to the back bed to lie down for a while to recuperate, in the words of the old master, that is, to raise Haoran righteousness, the tip of the ear heard the footsteps that had been heard for more than 20 years, and quickly slipped away, only to run to the threshold, and heard a soft drink, so he had to stand obediently and turn around, pretending to be stupid and smiled, an old man who looked like a poor old scholar was holding a carp with branches through the gills in his hand, and said angrily"Fighting with those scoundrels like Liu Hong again? Is it the work of a humble gentleman?
Su Su pursed his lips and muttered, "I'm still a gentleman and a chef." β
The old man was just about to stare at him, but the young man ran to him with a hippie smile, took the fat carp that was still bouncing, and said happily: "Old man, there are still some onions and garlic at home, so I'm going to make you a braised carp that Yue Binglou's chef is ashamed of." β
It's okay not to say it, but when he heard this, the old master immediately surged with anger, "Where did the onion and garlic come from in the vegetable garden at home?"
The young man who said that he leaked his mouth took the carp and ran to the backyard, and the pedantic and stereotypical old master did not look at the blacksmith, and followed the bitter mother-in-law's heart, which was probably similar to the sage teachings of "The gentleman does things, if you want me to do things, and I don't let things come", Su Su has long heard the cocoon, and his back is to the old master, and his mouth is exactly the same as the old man. Old man Zhao, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, I don't cook anymore!" The old master was stunned for a moment, sighed and shook his head, and said no more, but his expression eased a lot, his five fingers were together, and he slid over his beard, obviously agreeing with the old man's health in front of him.
Su Su arrived at the small and gloomy stove room, threw the carp on the cutting board, pushed open the window, first washed rice and cooked rice, and then skillfully handled the red carp that was destined to die soon, the old master stood outside the threshold, his eyes were kind. Su Su peeled the fish scales, raised his arm to block the hair on his forehead, and looked focused. The old scholar behind him, since he can remember, has relied on each other, that mouth has an endless truth, he has not finished talking for more than 20 years, not to be a saint only in the city as a private school Mr. is really a great talent, but in these years, this family that is not like a home, relying on the old master to teach more than a dozen children to earn money, and Uncle Qi in the front yard to strike iron, is not starved to death, but the strange thing is that I have seen Uncle Qi knocking and beating all year round, and I have not seen anyone selling iron to anyone. He doesn't like to read, he has to take a nap when he holds a book, and he doesn't have the mental fortitude to steal the style like his peers in the neighborhood, he knows that he is two pounds, unless a sack of gold and silver falls from the sky and smashes it on his head, otherwise this life is a rotten life, whether he can marry a daughter-in-law in the future is hanging, he has to get by, what else can he do, join the army to fight? That is not to be scared to pee his pants. First, he didn't have the money, he didn't grovel to others and give a smiling face, and second, the old master was in a hurry to break his hands and feet.
Su Su sighed, if he was a storyteller, how beautiful would it be if the so-called tanuki changed the prince for the storyteller?
After coming and going, the rice was cooked, and the dishes could be put on the plate, Su Su said angrily: "Old man, go and call Uncle Qi to eat." β
At the dining table, even if the old master often talks about sleeping and not eating, Su Su is getting older, the old master is really an "old" master, and after the young man can withstand the beating, he will not take it seriously, and he said vaguely when he picks up the rice: "Uncle Qi, why don't you go to the Yayanqiao Market to solicit business, the smell of wine is afraid that the alley is deep, and it wastes your good skills." β
The old master couldn't help but break the precept and said: "What kind of system is it to sell skills to the peddlers' pawns!"
Su Su squinted at the wooden man and the old master with horizontal eyebrows, and said helplessly: "What's wrong with the peddler's pawn, he is not a human being? Is he missing one eye or two legs than the emperor general? Aren't they all out of the mother's womb?"
The old master slapped the table and said, "Absurd!"
The old man was chewing the rice carefully, and this righteous and awe-inspiring reprimand made a few grains of rice spray on the table, Su Su pointed with chopsticks, and the old master blushed slightly, and put a chopstick back into the bowl.
Su Su said with some grievances: "Old man, you yourself said that it is difficult for a virtuous person to be strong, just to turn a little natural kindness, and it doesn't hurt to say a few good words about people." But all these old men, where did you say half a good word about me? If I have no success in this life, I will be scolded by you. β
For the first time, the old man didn't make a sound, and he didn't even say a word of rebuttal, just chewed and swallowed slowly the rice that ordinary families in Orange State don't often eat.
After eating and washing the dishes, the old master sat on a small bench near a few pots of orchids in the courtyard, tilted his head, squinted his eyes and took advantage of the twilight to read a few more scriptures. Su Su went to the blacksmith shop in the front yard to help Uncle Qi take care of the stove heat, the ironware is strictly supervised in Beimang, and if the fire is delayed, you will have to squander a large piece of iron, this family can't afford to toss, although Su Shu has no heart, no lungs and no ambition, but this kind of top priority related to the thickness of the rice tank is never sloppy, in the end, the old master doesn't know which book to copy the truth, for a guy who grew up in a border town, there is always no feeling, far less profound than looking at the fresh clothes and angry horses or flowers and branches. The burly man was as silent as ever, only occasionally looking into the young man's gaze, revealing a silent warmth.
As the twilight deepened, reading became more and more difficult, and the old master almost pasted his eyes with yellowed books, which were really blurry, so he gently put away the books, put them on his lap, looked up at the sky, and said slowly: "A gentleman is a man, and the situation is compelled, and it is inevitable to deceive others." Only if you can't deceive yourself, deception is deception, and if you have a clear conscience, you don't need to ask the heavens for good luck. β
The old man suddenly said sadly: "I want to ask Qingtian for good luck." β
Clenching the book with both hands, the old man said hoarsely: "Life must have spare energy, say everything, and do everything you want, you can only be a thin life." Can it really only be a thin life?!"
After being silent for a long time, he got up and walked back to the house slowly, and after the old master put down the books, he went to carry the pots of orchids.
Taking advantage of the break, the unsmiling man reached out and wiped his sleeve a few times, and then walked to Su Su's side, pressed it on his shoulder, and helped the kid relax his muscles and stasis.
Su Su, who was in pain, frowned, and said with a smile: "Uncle Qi, a few days ago, I heard Wang Xiaofeng say that there were bandits who wandered into the city last year, and they could fly the eaves and walk the wall, there are really such heroes in the world?"
The man who was as strong as a bear smiled and said nothing, nodding or shaking his head.
Su Shu, who knew that this was the result, shook his arm, hey, it really doesn't hurt anymore, from childhood to adulthood, every time he fights with someone, Uncle Qi's kneading is immediate, and he can't be unpleasant, according to the old master, this is the Central Plains side and acupuncture and massage is a truth, but unfortunately it can only be treated, not beaten. Su Su played a set of lame boxing techniques behind closed doors, and after finishing the fight, he asked with a smile: "Uncle Qi, what's the matter, is there a master's posture?"
The man nodded.
Su Su sighed: "If I get a peerless martial arts secret, I must fight all over the world!"
The corners of the man's mouth twitched, and to him, it was a smile.
Su Suhao said angrily: "Uncle Qi, when the time comes, I will give you the largest iron mine in the world, you can strike iron as much as you want, stand and meditate, and you can lie down and fight!"
The man didn't make a sound, Su Shu remembered something, ran out of the yard, turned around and whispered, "Uncle Qi, go out for a while." β
The man nodded.
Just a big stride rushed out of the yard without the door, and bumped into a delicate body in a daze, Su Su fixed his eyes and saw that it was a low-headed woman with a bag on her back, she couldn't see her face clearly, she looked at her shape, it didn't look like a native of the neighborhood, he hurriedly apologized, and there was no intention of rubbing oil, seeing that she didn't move, and she didn't know how to get close, she simply didn't think about it, ran to the alley, didn't run a few steps, this dog-mother's god began to pee, it seemed to be a sign of a big pee, crackling and smashing on the eaves of the alley, Su Su scolded her mother a few words, turned back to the yard to get an umbrella, and made an appointment with a few brothers to fight with a group of Wang Ba Lambs on East Street, there was no reason to be absent, Su Su saw that the woman was stupid and squatting at the door of her own yard, daring to be a stupid woman who couldn't figure out the situation?
Su Su also ignored it, secretly took an umbrella and trotted out of the yard, glimpsed that this girl is really stupid, and after a while, the kung fu was poured into a soup sparrow by the soybean rain, Su Su walked out a few steps, sighed heavily, walked to her, and said angrily: "Oh! Take it, my family is poor, just an umbrella, borrow you, wait for the rain to stop, you will put it at the gate of the courtyard, ugly words are ahead, but don't hold on to the umbrella and go away, I Su Su can walk around this city with my eyes closed, don't want to slip!"
The woman looked up.
Su Su was startled, he was blind, his appearance was so-so, quite a small jasper, but it was dark and raining, and when he looked up, his eyes were emptier than his yard, which really shocked Su Su.
It's not a female ghost, is it?
Su Shu pulled away for a distance, plucked up the courage to stretch out his hand, and handed over the dilapidated oil-paper umbrella that couldn't hide much from the heavy rain.
The woman stood up softly, slightly sideways and sleeves, as if she had given a blessing, and then took the umbrella, her voice was more ethereal like a female ghost, "Thank you, Childe." β
Your mother, in the middle of the night, I don't look good at whether you have a shadow.
Su Su was so frightened that he almost threw the umbrella over, and kept silently reciting that Lao Tzu had righteousness in his chest and that a hundred ghosts would not invade.
The woman seemed to hear the words, smiled gracefully, and said softly: "Master Su is too careful, I am not a female ghost." β
Su Su was stunned, even more frightened, stepped back, and asked in a trembling voice: "How do you know my name, and you still say that it is not a female ghost?!"
The woman who was supposed to be carrying the heavy load thought for a moment and said, "The young man said it himself. β
Su Su thought about it carefully, and then remembered that there was indeed an unintentional self-registration number, and he breathed a sigh of relief. was hit by the torrential rain, Su Su estimated that this fight would not be successful, so he stuck to the root of the wall and stood side by side with her, and asked curiously: "My house is a place where birds don't, what are you doing here?"
The woman, who should not be very old, said softly: "Wait for someone." β
Su Su broke the casserole and asked, "Who are you waiting for?"
The woman thought very carefully and replied, "People who came here." β
Su Shu slapped her forehead, this girl's brain is not very useful, and for no reason she remembered the boy and brother she saw under the old willow tree during the day, and she was a little inexplicable.
The wind and rain, Su Su saw that her clothes were soaked, and naturally some of her husband's pity and pity, and said: "If you don't go to my house to hide from the rain, it's not a matter here, don't worry, there are no bad people in my family, just I'm bad, why don't I lend you the umbrella, right?"
The blind woman shook her head stubbornly.
Su Su was a little angry, "Then you give me back the umbrella!"
The woman did tilt her umbrella towards him.
Su Su said viciously: "If you do this again, I will make it bad, a lonely man and a widow, I took off my clothes, I really took it off, I took it off first, girl, you look at it, feel free." β
She faced Su Su and tilted her head, and the corners of her mouth could be vaguely seen.
Su Su was helpless, reached out and pushed the oil-paper umbrella towards her, and said, "Yes, you are amazing, you are a heroine." β
Standing together in the rain, Su Su really couldn't bear the heavy rain and washed over his body, and said solemnly: "Girl, are you really not afraid of getting sick? If you fall ill at my door, I don't have the money to help you treat your illness." β
She approached Su Su and held an umbrella together.
Su Su was thinking about whether to kidnap her into the yard, when she suddenly turned her head and saw a very strange slender figure at the entrance of the alley, coming with an umbrella.
Su Su was a little jealous, subconsciously snorted, and slandered: "Your mother's Yushu Linfeng! My QT room has been opened! The official QT room number of the princes of the Beacon Fire Opera [1655]