"Hurry, hurry! It's too late, but it's gone! ”

"Li Ergou, didn't you get it? Why did you come back with another bag? ”

"Go, go, don't meddle!"

As they approached Yanfu, there were more people running, and the people who went were empty, and when they came back, they had an extra bag of rice and noodles in their arms.

Yan Yunting had probably guessed in his heart, but he still grabbed the "Li Ergou" who spoke earlier, and asked, "Brother Dog, so many people come and go, is there any benefit to be fished in front of you?" ”

Li Ergou glanced at Yan Yunting up and down, pulled away his sleeve, and said in a bad tone: "Do you know me?" You call me a brother? ”

This person is full of leprosy and scabies, and at first glance he is a gangster, Yan Yunting said: "Brother Dog eats so openly in the neighborhood, who wouldn't know you?" ”

"You are quite good at talking," Li Ergou pointed in the direction of Yanfu and said: "Yanfu opened a warehouse today to release grain, and each family can receive ten catties of rice and noodles!" Quantities are limited, so hurry up and get in line! ”

"But I look at Brother Dog like this, I'm afraid he has received more than ten catties," Yan Yunting glanced at the three bulging rice bags that Li Ergou was carrying in his arms, and asked, "Since it is calculated according to the number of households, each family should only receive it once, right?" ”

Li Ergou was ashamed: "This is my ability!" ”

Yan Yunting said in a deep voice: "It is indeed a skill to cheat and deceive, but it is a bit immoral to use it for good deeds." ”

"Yanfu's family is rich, and the grain is bursting, what's wrong with taking a few catties of rice from him? The owner doesn't care, what are you calling me here?! Li Ergou glared at Yan Yunting, and hurriedly ran away with the rice bag.

"This frustrating bird, I'll chase him and hit him all over the ground looking for teeth!" Ah Liao was angry and was about to leave.

Yan Yunting stopped him, "It's just a little advantage, it's not like he's going to do anything, let him go." ”

"Listening to what he just said, Yanfu is really generous, this household has ten catties of rice noodles, and a thousand households are ten thousand catties of grain," Yuwen Changqing looked at Yan Yunting with a smile: "Brother Yan, aren't you distressed?" ”

Yan Yuntinghuan pointed to the smiling faces of the people who came and went, and said proudly: "I am slaying demons outside, and my wife is kind to disaster relief at home, it is simply a 'model family' with noble morals, what is there to feel sorry for?" ”

Yan Mansion.

There is a square table at the gate, behind the table stand a man and a woman two young people, the young man is elegant and handsome, the appearance is dignified, the girl is sweet and moving, generous and falling, although they are all dressed in cloth, but the temperament is unique, and it is extremely eye-catching in the crowd.

There are two rice jars next to the square table, and the boy and the girl each hold a large handful of baskets, and use both hands to pinch them, and the people waiting in line at the table go up to greet them with jars and urns, or sacks, or clothes pockets.

"Miss, my family of five can't cook a few pots of porridge with ten catties of rice, can you give me more evenness?" A white-haired old woman pleaded.

"Old woman, our handful of rice is ten catties of rice, everyone is the same, if you lick too much, it will be unfair to others." The girl's voice is like a yellow bird, although she said so, but a handful of spoons down, obviously a lot more.

"Folks, this time we originally only planned to give 3,000 catties of grain, but my Hu Niang and Li Niang had compassion and went in and transferred 2,000 catties. No matter how many people there are, they can't stand a lot of people, so please abide by the order, ten catties per household, and don't take more. The boy preached loudly and powerfully.

Yuwen Changqing stood not far away, looking at the pair of children who had grown up, full of relief and guilt.

"Look, I said it, the little master and the son are simply reflected in the same mold, and the young lady also looks more like the son." Ah Liao hugged his arms and was very satisfied.

Yuwen Changqing pretended to be harsh: "Although my appearance and courage have my demeanor, I am obviously not smart enough, otherwise how could I be deceived by the little leper before to take so many bags of rice?" ”

Yan Yunting smiled: "After all, it's just two twelve or thirteen-year-old children, how smart can you ask them to be?" ”

Yuwen Changqing said: "It's not a secret, I can't forget it when I'm three years old, I'm like a stream at the age of five, I'm a seven-year-old tongue warlord, a ten-year-old gentleman and six arts, and I know it well, and I ...... at the age of twelve."

Wujie said coldly: "I was still knocking on wooden fish when I was three years old." ”

Yan Yunting added: "I'm still peeing my pants when I'm three years old!" ”

"Don't believe it, Gongzi has been a prodigy since he was a child, otherwise why would he be able to become classmates with Master Wei and Master Liu at a young age?" Ah Liao pouted and said, "The reason why the little young master is not as smart as Gongzi is that I think it is very likely that it is because of Madame...... If the son can marry a talented woman, the child will definitely be better. ”

"Don't make a noise yet, and let me meet them first." Yuwen Changqing happily lined up to receive rice.

Shi Mi's efficiency was very fast, and after a while, it was Yuwen Changqing's turn, he straightened his clothes, opened his long sleeves, came to the table that the young man was responsible for, and handed over the cuffs with a smile.

When the boy saw his father, he was stunned at first, and then he was full of doubts.

"What? Little master, do you recognize me? Yuwen Changqing asked.

The young man stopped plucking the dustpan and snorted softly: "I don't recognize you, but looking at your rich clothes, you don't look like a person who can't afford to eat, our rice is given to the poor, so we can't give it to you." ”

Yuwen Changqing flicked his sleeves, "The so-called 'people can't look good', you only saw that I was richly dressed, so hard that you didn't see my sleeves in the breeze?" To tell you the truth, he is actually a poor man. ”

"If you are a poor man, why are you born like this...... Tall and athletic? Look at the folks behind you, which one is not depressed and thin? The young man tilted his head and snorted lightly: "If you want to sell miserably, you can put on makeup and come back again, and you want to deceive my family's rice in a few words, no way!" ”

At this time, the girl also came over and reprimanded: "Also, what we hate the most is the one who is full of mouths, white horses are not horses, and the hypocrite who reverses black and white——"

"Hmm!" Yuwen Changqing's eyes widened like copper bells, and the girl was so frightened that she hurriedly shut up. After all, it's your own father, and there is naked blood suppression.

"What? If you don't give you rice, do you still want to be fierce? The young man crossed his hands on his waist, pointed to the plaque above his head with his thumb, and said proudly: "Do you see the words on this plaque?" ”

Yuwen Changqing said with a smile: "What if it's Yan Mansion?" ”

The young man was surprised, and others were even more surprised, and someone gave a thumbs up and praised it: "Are there still people in the entire Luoyang City who don't know Yan Mansion?" The head of the Yan Mansion is a great hero and a great chivalrous warrior who stands up to the sky and the earth, and even His Majesty the Emperor has to respect him! ”

Yan Yunting was on the side, smiling and rubbing his nose, although he was a low-key and humble person, he still felt a little comfortable listening to the praise of others.

At this time, someone pointed to the boy and the girl and said: "The identity of these two little bodhisattvas is also amazing, their father was ordered to save the prime minister of Kyushu when he was in danger, Yuwen Changqing!" ”

"Hahaha......" Yuwen Changqing looked up to the sky and laughed.

"My father is not Yuwen Changqing!"

"Yes, my dad is already dead!"

The words of the boy and the girl were like a basin of cold water poured on Yuwen Changqing's head.

It's a bit heart-wrenching.

Pen fun pigeon