Walking on the street with his horse, looking around casually, Long He found that many of the people who had moved into the capital of the Northern Xuan Kingdom when the Rhino Demon Clan attacked had left at this time and began to return to their hometowns one after another. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

From time to time, there are many people with large bags and small bags of luggage, leading children and old people walking towards the city gate, although the war has just ended, bringing indelible pain and memories to everyone, but now everyone's face, the dragon can see some glimmers of hope, and a new vision for the future.

Ordinary people are like this, as long as there is a glimmer of hope to live, it is the best gift for them.

Such a scene is really beautiful!

That's what you want to see!

He smiled dumbly, shook his head lightly, and continued to walk on the street with the horse, the dragon did not rush back, but walked leisurely and slowly, not in a hurry, as if taking a leisurely walk, quietly savoring the post-war hope of the surrounding scene, and the hope that the girl sacrificed herself for.

"Sugar gourd, sell sugar gourd, sugar gourd ......"

When passing by a corner, a melodious shouting sound attracted Long Ji's attention, and when he turned his head to look, Long He smiled faintly and led the horse over.

Coarse linen clothes, thin body, a mouthful of big yellow teeth, like a bamboo pole-like figure, but carrying a string of sugar gourds that are taller than themselves are sold along the street, selling too many sugar gourds, bending over, slightly rickety, showing a simple and honest appearance, but a pair of mung bean eyes, in the blink of an eye, and revealed a bit of the businessman's mercenary shrewdness, sugar gourd Lao Huang, in the imperial city, one of the friends who knew a dragon and was not a friend.

"Lao Huang, did you come out to sell sugar gourds again?"

Holding the horse forward, looking at Lao Huang, whose face flashed with the brilliance of new hope, Long He asked with a light smile.

Seeing the dragon who came forward, Lao Huang blinked his iconic mung bean eyes, stepped forward slightly to take a look, and saw that it was really a dragon, and he was even more happy, and the mung bean eyes blinked more happily, and the face that had climbed up the folds slightly, also turned into a circle of stretching ripples, and nodded repeatedly.

"Eh, sell sugar gourd, sell sugar gourd, young master Longhe, you're here again, how about it, do you still buy sugar gourds, I save the biggest and best sugar gourds every day until the end and wait for you to buy them, do you want to buy them?"

Looking at Lao Huang's cheerful appearance, the kind of joy in his heart, Long He was also infected by it, he smiled faintly and nodded.

Seeing the dragon and nodding, Lao Huang was even more happy, and hurriedly put down a string of sugar gourds on his shoulder, carefully selecting the largest and brightest among the pile of sugar gourds inserted, and he was overjoyed.

"Young Master Long and Dragon, are you still two strings?"

Hearing this, Long Ji's face darkened slightly, but then, he smiled faintly and nodded heavily.

"Yes, two skewers, two skewers!"

"Howler!"

After speaking, Lao Huang had already picked out the two largest and brightest strings from a pile of sugar gourds, and handed them to Long He's hand happily, and said happily.

"Here, Master Long and Master, the two strings of the biggest and best sugar gourds, Lao Huang carefully picked them for you, you can't go wrong. ”

"Well, thank you Lao Huang, or four cents?"

"Yes, yes, four cents, four cents. ”

Rubbing his hands happily, Lao Huang was overjoyed.

took out four coins from his waist and put them in Lao Huang's hand, Long Ji also said with a smile.

"Give, four cents, Lao Huang, count it, see if it's right. ”

"Logarithm logarithm, given by the dragon and young master, can it not be counted?"

Happy to take the money, although the mouth said logarithm, but the movement of the hand did not stop, still as usual, after counting six times in a row, Lao Huang Cai said happily, at the same time, mung bean eyes turned sharply, is left and right thief like a glance, thinking that no one found out, only the four dollars solemnly and cautiously, carefully in the arms, and after the money, is to use his hand to carefully press the shirt on the chest, in order not to attract the attention of others, to rob him of the hard-earned four money.

Lao Huang has always been like this, no matter who it is, no matter how familiar it is, the money given by selling sugar gourds must be counted six times in a row, not more than once, not less once, and once the money from selling sugar gourds on his body exceeds ten yuan, no matter how good the business is, no matter how many people buy sugar gourds, they all have to go home, put the money on their bodies at home and then continue to sell sugar gourds, which seems to be incomprehensible behavior in Longhe, but in Lao Huang's opinion, it is very normal, because in Lao Huang's words, there is too much money on the body, which is not safe.

So seeing Lao Huang's cautious and cautious appearance, Long Ji was not angry, but shook his head with a light smile as usual, because this was the Lao Huang he knew, serious, stubborn, and cautious.

I remember one time, Long He also asked Lao Huang a question about this matter, saying that it is not safe to put more money on your body, so is it safe to put it at home, your house is poor and broken, and no one is watching, you can enter without kicking and blowing on the door, is it safe?

For this reason, Lao Huang was stunned when he heard it, and then, I heard that he didn't want to think about it for several days, and he didn't even sell sugar gourds, and squatted at home all day long thinking about whether it was safe to put the money on his body or safe at home.

Finally, he figured it out, and ran outside the palace with a sugar gourd and waited for the dragon for three days, and finally when the dragon came out, he ran over and told him a word, saying, it is safer to keep it at home than to carry it on your body!

After saying that, he ran away with a smile on his face, and without looking at Long Ji's stunned expression, he continued to stand on the street and sell his sugar gourds.

At this point, Long Ji can be regarded as really knowing Lao Huang, and thinks that he is a person who lives stupidly, but lives a real and happy life.

And Lao Huang is still living simply, he is more than thirty and almost forty years old, and Long And, he is also an orphan, it is said that his parents died in the hands of the barbarians, he was frightened when he was a child, and his intelligence was somewhat damaged, and he learned a craft of wrapping sugar gourds, and he has been selling sugar gourds in this imperial city for a living, and his biggest wish in this life is to make money by selling sugar gourds to marry a wife.

For decades, Long Ji has also bought sugar gourds in Lao Huang's hands since he was a child, so knowing him, I think that the sugar gourds he has sold for so many years should have saved some money, enough for him to buy a house, start a family and marry a wife, but until now, Long Ji knows that Lao Huang still lives in an abandoned dilapidated kiln in the north of the city, and he has always been so poor that he doesn't know where he spent all the money from selling sugar gourds.

I remember that Lao Huang once said something that touched the dragon a lot, saying, people, in fact, should live like this sugar gourd, a stick to the end, less inexplicable twists and turns, so that they will not be so tired and live happily.

At first, when Long He heard Lao Huang's words, he just laughed and didn't care, and even teased him that he had sold sugar gourds for a reason, but now it seems that I'm afraid it's really such a reason.

Therefore, Long He feels that although Lao Huang is sometimes silly and silly, he lives clearly, understands better than anyone else, is more real than anyone else, and happier than anyone else.

Listen, people should live like this sugar gourd, a stick to the end, less twists and turns, to get happiness, listen to it, there is more philosophy, than what bullshit grandmaster everyone said.

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After seeing Lao Huang collect the money, Long He asked jokingly.

"What, Lao Huang, is it enough for ten cents, do you want to go home?"

Lao Huang still smiled as always, as if he didn't hear Long Ji's jokes, he shook his head seriously, and said with some regret with his fingers.

"No, no, there's still two pennies left, two pennies left. ”

Seeing this, he smiled helplessly, "Click," and after biting a sugar gourd carefully selected by Lao Huang, the dragon was vague.

"Okay, Lao Huang, I'll go first, you sell slowly, try to sell a few more tenwen, and go home a few more times." ”

"Huh!"

Nodding heavily with a smile on his face, Lao Huang waved happily at Long He.

"Yes, young master Long and yes, I will still save the biggest and best sugar gourd for you to the end in the future, waiting for you to buy it, waiting for you and the fairy sister to buy it together. ”

Hearing this, chewing the pantothenic but very sweet sugar gourd in his mouth, the dragon did not answer, just led the horse, waved the sugar gourd in his hand back casually, and continued to walk forward.

What a stupid and cute old yellow!

It's just that Lao Huang is still the old Huang of the past, and Long Ji is no longer the Long Huang he used to be.

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Continue to walk forward, chewing the sugar gourd in his mouth, leading the war horse, and by the way, he handed another string of sugar gourds in his hand to the war horse behind him and took a bite.

But obviously, this war horse didn't like to eat this half-sour and half-sweet thing, just bit one, chewed it a few times, then spit it out, and never touched a bite again, so that Delong was very helpless, and he was picky.

However, at this moment, there was a familiar laughter in Long Ji's ears.

When I turned my head, I saw that a fat man, a fat man with a fat head and big ears, was blocking in front of a slightly older man, selling him something very obscenely.

In fact, this fat man can't be called fat, it should be called strong to be accurate, a horizontal muscle, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, as strong as a big bear, and his arms are as thick as other people's thighs, which makes people feel worried.

But now, this fat man who obviously looks scared and doesn't look like a good person, but he has a flattering smile, smiling at the middle-aged man in front of him, and is sneakily selling something.

And, seeing that the time was almost right, the fat man took out a booklet from his arms, although the bodies of the two of them were very tightly covered, Long Ji still caught a glimpse of something through a gap between the middle-aged man's arms.

Although it was only a glimpse, Long He clearly saw that the booklet that the fat man took out was painted with some unsightly content, and with the extremely obscene smiles of the two people, it was not difficult for people to guess what was drawn on this booklet.

Seeing this, Long Ji was angry in his heart, he was angry, and he hated in his heart, this damn dead fat man was doing this kind of thing again, he really didn't remember to eat!

"Ahem!"

Pretending to cough casually, Long He pretended not to care and glanced at the fat man a few times, and smiled slightly, but in his eyes, there was clearly a faint ill-will.

The middle-aged man didn't care about Long Ji's light cough, he just glanced at Long Ji casually, then withdrew his gaze, and continued to look at the booklet that the fat man took out with bright eyes, with a look of obscenity and covetousness.

But this voice fell in Xuanyuan Ba's ears, but it was like a magic spell, it was an instant chill in his heart, his complexion changed, and the flattering smile was immediately more ugly than crying, and at the same time, on the face full of horizontal meat, the fat shook and became slightly pale, knowing that he was afraid that he was in the catastrophe again this time.

Xuanyuan Ba wanted to cry again at this time, only to feel that the tears full of grief and indignation couldn't stop flowing into his heart, damn, who did he recruit to provoke whom, didn't he just sell a few copies of the Spring Palace-Map, and finally found a business opportunity, and only sold it eighty-four times in total, but he was arrested seventy-nine times by the commander of the forbidden army in front of him, and he was really fucking unjustly killed, unjustly dead!

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