Pojing Village is a small village located in the southern part of Beilimguo, located in the middle of the country, belonging to Wonju, named after a dry old well in the middle of the village that is hundreds of years old. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was getting late, and three passers-by came to the village today to ask for accommodation, and the village chief thought about it and led the guests to Wang's house.

Uncle Wang is the owner of this family, he has been in the army for half his life, and he has only survived to a military commander who is in charge of five people.

The Beilin Imperial Court is quite sympathetic to the soldiers, and gives these veterans some silver money every month, although it is not much, but as long as they don't meet the losers and losers, life is also passable. In addition, Uncle Wang is diligent and cultivates more than ten acres of land, and this small day is one of the best in the village, so the village chief arranged for the guests to spend the night at his house.

The village is poor, but the villagers are hospitable. However, the land was barren, the materials were scarce, and Uncle Wang, who was cold-faced and kind-hearted, could not come up with decent food, so he could only boil some sparse millet porridge, take out the few remaining sorghum noodles at home, and steam a few noodles.

There is a stove in Uncle Wang's house, eating, sleeping, lighting a fire, cooking, all in one room, not to mention whether it is clean or not, the people in the village do not pay much attention to this, just be warm, at least there is no north wind like a knife outside.

Are there still fewer people who have frozen to death and starved to death in these years?

Erdan sat by the fire, and said to someone with a grudge on his face: "I said master, can you do it all the time? You can find the wrong way, if I don't find someone to ask clearly, you have to take me directly to the deep mountains and old forests." ”

The face in the old man's hand was red, his face was even redder, and he bit off most of the steamed buns without saying a word.

The unforgiving young man continued to complain: "You don't enjoy happiness in the mountains on this cold day, you have to come here to suffer, and you are urging us to hurry along the way, why is this? Is it really like what Master Du said, you want to have a date with your old friend? But you are old and yourself, don't pull us on your back!"

With a gloomy face, E Chan reached out and took out something from his arms, threw it to the guy who was still chattering, and said coldly: "Buy you shut up!"

The second egg took it, and found that it was a small ingot of broken silver, which was still shining under the dim oil lamp.

The boy smiled and put it into his arms.

He can experience a lot of the wonderful use of silver when he goes down the mountain this time, he can buy large pieces of meat, large bowls of wine, and even hire a colorful sedan chair to be carried away. Every time Master E made a mistake, he shamelessly asked for a little more, and now he has more than three taels of broken silver hidden in his pocket, as if he has become a little rich man.

There is also a little girl at the dinner table, a few years younger than Erdan, with a thin body, a unique red face of the Northlanders, although the skin is rough, but the eyebrows and eyes are Peugeot, if you put it in the spring water and blue Jiangnan for a few years, it must be a beautiful woman with Zhong Lingyuxiu.

She saw the two of them arguing, and she couldn't take care of eating, holding her face with one hand and supporting her cheeks with the other, her big eyes looked at Erdan, sometimes showing sharp tiger teeth, delicate and cute.

Erdan received the money for shutting up, his eyebrows overflowed with joy, and he looked at this swarthy little girl who was also much more pleasing to the eye, and asked her with a smile, "What's your name?"

The little girl did not show the slightest shyness, and replied loudly: "Grasshopper!"

Several people at the table grinned when they heard the strange name.

Da Chun smiled beside him: "Why do you call this name?"

Without waiting for the little girl to answer, Uncle Wang next to her helplessly explained: "This child has a hard life, she has no father and mother since she was a child, and when she is hungry, she will go to the field to find something to eat at will, and after I adopt her, I still can't change my habits, I like to go to the field to catch grasshoppers to eat, she doesn't have a name, and the people in the village call her that." ”

Erdan met a like-minded partner who ate his mouth, and he was in a good mood, and he gestured in his hand and said: "This grasshopper is the fattest and tender when it opens in spring, but it doesn't taste good when it is roasted and eaten, and it is the sweetest to eat by frying it in lard, and you will try it one day." ”

Beilin Country is not richer than Xifeng Country, even if you have money in many places, you can't buy any good things, Pojing Village is even more embarrassed, many families can't even eat meat for the New Year, at most they can make do with a few eggs, which is considered to be meaty.

The little girl has heard of lard, but she has never eaten it, this rare thing, the whole village is probably not much catty, let alone let her extravagantly fry a few grasshoppers to have a mouth, so there is really no way to make the little brother's clever suggestion, so she can only shrug her shoulders and express regret.

After drinking the rice porridge, Echan put down his chopsticks and asked the master, "Brother is from the army?"

Uncle Wang was stunned, and his face was full of surprise: "How does my brother know?"

The old man smiled and pointed to the calluses on his rough palms, which were born from holding the knife all the year round: "The calluses on the hands of the crop man are different from the calluses on the hands of the marchers, the crop man has a thick layer of calluses on the palms of his hands, while the calluses around the thumb and index finger of the people who touch the knife all the year round are thicker. ”

Uncle Wang, who was guessed, stretched out his thumb and praised: "It's really good in my brother's eyes!"

Uncle Wang used to be a veteran soldier of the Beilin Kingdom, and after returning to his hometown to retire, he wanted to use his savings from many years in the army to ask for a daughter-in-law, but as soon as he came back, he ran into a wild girl who was shaving food in the field. Uncle Wang killed people like chopping melons and vegetables, and when he met a child without a father or mother, his heart was softer than that girl, so he took the little girl home without saying a word and raised her as his own daughter. Afraid of pleasing a daughter-in-law with a pungent personality to make the child angry, he did not remarry, and the father and daughter depended on each other.

Knowing that these people's lives were not easy, Echan was embarrassed to eat more food, so he sat next to the stove and added firewood, and continued to ask, "How many years have you been in the army?"

Uncle Wang rubbed his wide palm full of calluses and replied: "I joined the army when I was a teenager, and now I have been in the army for more than 30 years. Now that he is old, he is not satisfied with the bow pull, and the knife can't be wielded, so in order not to be ashamed, he will return to his hometown. It's all awkward after going home, no one grabs it when you eat, you don't have a taste, you don't sleep with those stinky feet, you don't sleep sweetly, you always dream of messing around with those brothers in the camp, you say, is this a cheap bone. ”

Old man E smiled: "It's good to stay up for a while, it's all like this." ”

Uncle Wang asked in surprise, "Could it be that my brother is also from the army?"

Echan looked at the light snow floating outside the window, put his hand in his sleeve, and replied in a low voice: "When I was young, I messed around in the army for a few years, when the barbarians of the Great Xia Kingdom had just entered the customs, and they were still called the anti-barbarian army. ”

Uncle Wang hurriedly stood up and arched his hand and said: "I didn't expect to be a senior in the army, forgive me for being rude, the anti-barbarian army was all bloody men back then, and it was refreshing to kill those barbarians, all of them were heroes of our Han people! ”

The old man waved his big hand, and said with a smile: "It's all old things, don't mention it." ”

Uncle Wang stepped forward to hold his hand and said excitedly: "That's not possible, if you let those brothers in the army know that I treat you as a distinguished guest, you have to smack a few mouths, tomorrow you stay for another day, you have to show my heart and get you a pork leg to taste." ”

Erdan heard that there was something delicious next to him, and he was immediately overjoyed.

Uncle Wang's hot palm clutched the old man's hand tightly: "Brother, I just enlisted in the army in the third year of the withdrawal of the Great Xia Kingdom, and I haven't caught up with the world of killing barbarians. I heard the seniors in the army say that how many heroes and heroes have died in battle, and the bones are piled up into a mountain, which is really miserable. I even heard that among the anti-barbarian army in the north, there is a legendary story of seventy-three saffron iron horses, but those predecessors, I haven't even been able to see one, it's really a big regret in life!"

Hearing this, Ezen raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Do you still know the seventy-three saffron iron riders?"

Uncle Wang said solemnly: "Look at what you said, have I ever heard of such a big thing? Legend has it that when the barbarians retired from the army, they did something that everyone was angry with, and the general led seventy-two generals and captains to kill those barbarians. The general was plotted by the barbarian master, and even his neck was cut off, carrying his head in one hand and a Mo knife in the other, and he also cut off a lot of barbarian heads, brother, do you say this is the case?"

The old man shrunk his neck, covered up the scar like a red chain snake, and said with a wry smile: "It's nonsense, can you still not die if your head falls off? It's just a reckless general, with a bunch of fools, doing a stupid thing. ”

Hearing this, Uncle Wang was a little angry, no longer holding his hand diligently, and frowned deeply. Although this burly old man is said to be a senior in the army, he really doesn't like what he says, and those legendary heroes and iron men have become a bunch of stupid guys doing stupid things in his mouth.

Uncle Wang huffed back to his chair and kept silent.

Erdan had nothing to do when he was full, and he didn't have any eyesight, so he asked with a hippie smile: "Uncle Wang, when can I eat pork?"