It turned out that the distant shouts gradually became closer, and the small black dots became larger and larger, and someone would soon find them.

Liu Chengqi became anxious, his face was flushed, his nostrils fluttered sharply, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead - their ferocity could not be revealed to the sky, but could only overflow in the dark.

Especially the scholars of the academy, they are stupid to read - how much money the Liu family donated, but they still can't get in the same stream.

He was angry and anxious, his lips were clenched, the snake lines on both sides were deep down, and his eyes flashed: "Yes, you don't need a mule, the little one will go back and tell the master." ”

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the little beggar on the horse: "The villain will send him back to his place, and he will not lose his word." ”

Mo Lingfeng's eyes were staring at him tightly, as if he could penetrate all his perfunctory words, and just when Liu Chengqi thought that she would be messing around, she suddenly nodded: "If you use a mule again, I will make you a mule." ”

Liu Chengqi immediately nodded, and then looked at the ivory in Yin Nan's hand.

They made this trip specifically for this coarsely ground ivory.

If you go to the bright side, let the city and the company know, you have to forcibly "buy", even if you find someone to intercede, you have to take a tenth, only use people and mules, you can hide from the world, even the tax soldiers of the fortress can not see the clue.

"Girl, this tooth ...... After the small one, I must honor you and the festival envoy. ”

Mo Lingfeng looked at Yin Nan: "Give it to him." ”

Yin Nan threw the bloody ivory in his hand, Liu Chengqi rushed to pick it up, breathed a sigh of relief, hugged it tightly in his arms, freed up one hand, dragged the little beggar, and ran away with a drag.

A gust of wind blew, diluting the smell of blood, the river sand was wet, and the blood stains were not visible, Yin Nan washed his hands by the river expressionlessly, rolled the bloody sleeves into his sleeves, and all traces seemed to be hidden.

Mo Lingfeng took out another large piece of candy, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it, and beckoned to Wu Jin vaguely: "Let's go." ”

Wu Jin got on the horse in a distraction, followed Mo Lingfeng's side, and met with Cheng Ting and the others who were found.

Everything has vanished.

Wu Jin returned to the city after completing his schoolwork in the grassland, said goodbye to Cheng Ting and Mo Lingfeng, ran all the way back to Shishi Street, saw his father, took out the candy and gave it to his younger brother Wu Yi, so he took four baskets of cakes and went out to sell them, and did not return home until he was close to his son.

Mother Wu is still washing clothes for people.

The mother and son talked for a while, he returned to the house, lit the oil lamp, laid out the paper and ink, and wrote: "On the ninth day of the third month of the twentieth year of Yuanzhang, I saw the leaky merchant, who was extremely vicious, and took people as mules, and I hated it to the extreme. ”

As he was writing, Wu Yi, who was asleep on the bed, said in a daze: "Brother." ”

Wu Jin's hand shook, and the ink on the pen dripped a large ball, scattered on the paper, and stained a large piece.

He hurriedly put down his pen and moved the oil lamp so as not to shake his brother's eyes: "It'll be fine right away." ”

Wu Yi turned over: "Brother, that candy is so delicious, there is such a delicious thing in the world, where did you come from?" ”

"Someone else gave it," Wu Jin replied, "how do you know it's a candy?" ”

Sugar is expensive, so I bought sand sugar when I made sugar cakes at home, and I was reluctant to eat it.

Wu Yi's voice gradually became clear: "When I went out to sell cakes, I saw people eat them, and they said that they were very expensive, and only Shudi could make such a white frosting candy, and the frankincense powder added to it was said that it was from overseas, and only the official government returned to Yiwu to have it, and it could not be bought outside." ”

"Hmm."

"Brother, you said that they are rich people, do they eat this every meal? Take this when you take medicine? When you invite guests to dinner, do you also put a large plate on the table? ”

"I don't know."

"When I have money, I will buy it too, eat it at a time, and let my father take it when he drinks medicine."

"Okay."

Wu Yi's voice slowly lowered again, dreamily talking about his knowledge of selling bread outside, and his mouth smacked, wanting to smack a little sweetness from between his teeth.

The room was quiet again, and outside there was the movement of Wu's mother cleaning up the washboard, and the sound of Wu's father tossing and turning in pain and couldn't sleep—he always felt that his lost leg still hurt on him.

There was also a wind.

The wind stirred the thatch, drilled through the window lattice, swept the bamboo paper, and brushed Wu Jin's thin face, making him smell the residual smell on his hands.

It was the smell of frankincense powder, but he smelled blood from it, and he couldn't breathe.

He picked up his pen and wrote: "She is not pitying people and mules, nor is she defending Mo's, but only for the sake of loving her brother." ”

The spring breeze warmed up day by day, and on March 15, it suddenly froze again, and the cold wind blew all night, whimpering, and the four walls were cold, and the bedding was as cold as iron.

The Wu brothers hugged each other and warmed each other, and before the rooster crowed, Wu Jin got up and went to open the cash box.

The copper coins are tightly tied together with fine hemp rope, a string of 100 wen, and there is no consistency - house rental money, Wu's father's medicine money, firewood, rice, oil and salt, pen, ink, paper and inkstone, which costs money from time to time, and it is difficult to have surplus silver.

He took out two strings of money and put them on his body, opened the door and went out, the wind was biting outside, and the roof floor was covered with a thin layer of snow, and the people shivered in the cold.

Wu's mother also opened the door, went to the stove to make a fire, and asked Wu Jin in a low voice: "Boss, go to the school so early today?" Eat a mouthful of porridge before walking, so as not to get cold on the road. ”

The white mist from her mouth blurred her withered yellow face.

"Mother," Wu Jin stood still, "I'll go buy a scale of charcoal and come back, hello, burn a charcoal basin in the house, and my father will be warmer." ”

Mother Wu was silent for a moment and nodded: "It's time to burn a charcoal pot, your father is not as active as us, and it will be even worse if he has a cold." ”

She added: "Your father said that he wanted to find something to do while sitting, do you think he can pick up beads?" ”

Wu Jin thought for a while: "After a hundred days of broken muscles and bones, let's let my father raise them for another two months." ”

After that, he went out of the house, and as soon as he left Shishi Street, he saw a frozen corpse lying on the ground, and the people of Yizhuang were collecting the corpse.

Go all the way to Beicheng, go fast, wait for the charcoal line to see, there are many people who come to weigh charcoal early, charcoal is less expensive and expensive, a scale has reached 400 Wen.

Wu Jin pinched the money he brought, and felt that the noisy room had become extremely cold.

At this moment, someone suddenly patted him on the shoulder from behind: "Little brother, you also come to buy charcoal." ”

Wu Jin looked back and remembered that this person was the one who sent him home on Guanyin's birthday, and hurriedly bowed: "Just call me Wu Jin, I don't know what to call my eldest brother?" ”

"Yin Bei," Yin Bei smiled heartily, turned his head to the head of the charcoal line beside him, "This is our girl's friend, you give about a scale of broken charcoal, let my brother take it back." ”

The head of the group immediately responded and instructed the guys around him to take Wu Jin to the scale, and Wu Jin sighed deeply: "Thank you, Brother Yin, and thank you Miss Mo." ”

Yin Bei waved his hand and left.

Yu He just made a casual remark on Mo Lingfeng's face, but Yu Wu Jin was a charcoal in the snow.

Broken charcoal is the residue left over from charcoal, which can be burned, but there is more smoke and dust, but the price is cheap, and generally the people in the charcoal shop keep it themselves.

Wu Jin carried the broken charcoal, walked steamingly, sent the charcoal home, ate a bowl of wild vegetable paste, and hurried to the school.