When Jiang Yu'er returned to the yard, it was already Shen Shi, he staggered across the courtyard gate with a full burp, "Old Wangtou, you see what delicious food I brought you back", he said and picked up the lotus leaf bag in his hand to show the old man, but there was no one in the yard, Jiang Yu'er went to the back room to look for it again, but there was still no one, "This old man, I must think I'm coming back late, and I went out to find something to eat", he was completely drunk, and walked to the Taishi chair at the door, "No matter, I'm just waiting for you to come back", Putting the wine bottle and lotus leaf bag on the shabby small table next to it, the whole person fell down on the chair, sighed, and fell asleep.

When Jiang Yu'er woke up in a daze, it was already dark, he rubbed his eyes and called twice, "Old man, old man... Then I saw a bright moon hanging high in the sky, Jiang Yu'er sat up and looked up at the moon in a daze, "Old Wangtou, come and see, this moon is so beautiful." After looking at it for a while, he found that he didn't hear any movement, and no one answered, Jiang Yu'er frowned, got up and went back to the house, he blew the fire, lit the oil lamp, and walked around the house.

Jiang Yu'er sighed, found the kettle and poured it directly into his mouth, drank all the water in the kettle, and exhaled deeply. He wiped his mouth with his sleeve, sat back on the Taishi chair, and the old king left again, Jiang Yu'er knew. Since he was ten years old, the old king would disappear for a period of time every year, as little as ten days and half a month, at most a month, and then he would come back quietly, not saying where he went or what he was doing, just like nothing. In the first two years, Jiang Yu'er was still pestering and wanted to ask something, but the old man just didn't say anything, how to live before and how to live now after coming back, the only change is that the old Wang Tou is getting older and slower, and he spends more and more time on this Taishi chair, and every once in a while Jiang Yu'er has to reinforce this chair.

Jiang Yu'er knew in his heart that Lao Wang Tou must have a secret in his heart, maybe this secret is about himself, maybe he remembers what his real name is, knows who he is, and who his parents are. Or, the old king knew himself and his family for a long time, and what happened ten years ago, in the end, only the old king survived with him.

Thinking like this, Jiang Yu'er opened the lotus leaf bag she brought back, tore off a chicken leg, and ate it.

In the past ten years, from the first few years of eating and sleeping in the open, not having enough to eat, until I found this yard, I have a fixed residence, I have been familiar with many people for so many years in Qingshui County, and I no longer have to worry about not having enough to eat.

The old Wang Tou usually doesn't talk much, and he doesn't smile, he always has a cold face, in Jiang Yu'er's eyes, the old man has no ability, and he doesn't know how he and himself survived in the first few years, Jiang Yu'er remembers that since he was ten years old, the old Wang Tou forced himself to go out to find food and drink, from the beginning to find a way to fill his stomach, and later he had to feed the old man. Jiang Yu'er has been eating hundreds of meals outside since she was a child, and she has been caught and beaten, but she has relied on her indomitable spirit and a cheeky face to live in a chic way until now.

In fact, the old king is not useless, Jiang Yuer knows that the old man is learned, the old king first took Jiang Yuer and began to teach him to read and write, at that time, they wrote wherever they went, wrote on the ground with branches, wrote on the wall with stones, and erased them after writing. Until he lived in this courtyard, Jiang Yu'er could already recognize most of the words of the Four Books and Five Classics, but the strange thing was that the old Wang Tou never wrote on paper, and they did not have pen, ink, paper and inkstone here. When Jiang Yu'er is literate enough, there will be such a strange scene, in the dark room at night, the old man lies on a chair, talking about books and notes, Jiang Yu'er lies on the bed sometimes listens carefully, sometimes he is confused to deal with it, and more often he is asleep. At the beginning of last year, the old man suddenly talked about the military book, although most of them were telling some long-ago war stories, but Jiang Yu'er felt new and listened to it with relish.

Jiang Yu'er finished eating a whole roast chicken, drank the bottle of wine he brought back, wiped his mouth indiscriminately, and lay down again, thinking in his heart, "Old man, all the secrets, when you come back this time, is it time to tell it." He burped, turned his head to blow out the oil lamp, put his hands on the pillow, looked at the moon in the sky, and slowly fell asleep again.