Chapter 471: Fireside Temptation

"I don't understand what Miss Song said, anyway, that's what it means, the villagers never drink the water of the river valley, they usually eat by watching the well, you see, patronizing and talking, the ginger soup is cold, hurry up and drink it while your mouth is hot and sweat, sleep under the quilt, and it will be fine the next day."

After Tang Dayang left, everyone went back to the wing, Yue Guanchao was about to go out, Song Siyuan hurriedly stopped him: "Do you think this old gentleman is pretending to be blind?" ”

Yue Guanchao's eyes widened, and his eyes were strange and teasing: "Ah... This, Song Qianjin, you have nothing wrong, I know that you have a lot of eyes, you have to doubt even a blind old man! ”

"Yue Guanchao, don't be poor, I'll tell you seriously." Song Siyuan motioned him to look at this room, decades have passed, the furnishings have never changed, cabinets, mirror tables, tables, chairs, benches are full of the ancient atmosphere of old things, probably because of diligent cleaning and repair, it looks neat and clean, and you can see some years at a glance.

She then picked up the quilt spread on the kang again, weighed it and smelled it carefully: "Even the quilt does not have a strange smell of mold, so it can be seen that the quilt is often dried in new cotton." ”

"Such a big house, such a blind old man, can tidy up the yard so properly, do you think he may be really blind? Even if he really had the heart to clean up, he couldn't see anything, and it was possible to do everything. ”

Yue Guanchao browsed the surroundings and realized that the situation was indeed as she said, and his attitude gradually straightened up: "Song Qianjin, how do you know that he deliberately pretended to be blind, maybe someone has relatives in the nearby village, and they come to see him every once in a while and pick up the yard for him!" ”

Song Siyuan reminded: "What you said is also possible, but if it is the first situation of pretending to be blind, I think this old gentleman is not simple, everyone left, but he pretended to be blind in the abandoned village, the purpose is definitely not pure, it is definitely not the stubborn temper that Tang Dayang said, there must be another reason." ”

"Also, this old man is indeed not simple, listening to Tang Dayang's words, it was this old man who dispelled the soul mist, which allowed him to pick up his life."

Yue Guanchao thought for a moment, and his eyes lit up, "No, let's try whether he is really blind or fake blind tomorrow, if he is fake blind, it will be fun." ”

"Brother, what are you two doing, don't you come out quickly, Tang Dayang asked you to come out for dinner."

The two of them heard Yue Erpao crying out outside the house, so they had to temporarily suppress their curiosity and follow everyone to the front yard to eat.

In the stove room, Tang Dayang was helping Old Man Tang to cook on the fire, the stove hole was stuffed with dry firewood, crackling and exploding, burning his face red, and a large pot was smoking, gushing out a strong aroma of firewood and rice.

"Poor country, blind old man, what good things to entertain you, a few days ago I caught a few pheasants in a cage, and just returned my hair to make you a stew and paste."

After speaking, Old Man Tang lifted the lid of the pot, after the steam dissipated, the chicken in the pot was boiled with oil, and there were yellow corn tortillas on the side of the pot.

The wild prey walks thousands of mountains and eats a hundred grasses, the meat is the most tender, this pheasant does not put much condiment, but a slight pause is already fragrant, on the outside of the charred corn tortillas and tender inside, a bite can be fragrant off the big teeth, with rice porridge is a perfect match.

They were snoring around the stove, and the chill on their bodies quickly dissipated.

After everyone had eaten and drunk, Yue Guanchao looked at Tang Baoguan, picked up the chopsticks and gradually approached his eyes, and when he got close to the eyeballs, the old man immediately held his hand with his hand, and sighed: "Housheng, you don't have to try me, the old man is indeed blind." ”

"Since you can't see with your eyes, how can you be so skilled at cooking, these are not things that a blind person can do, even someone with something close to you knows it."

Song Siyuan saw him holding Yue Guanchao's hand tightly, but instead had doubts about his words.

Old man Tang explained bitterly: "Woman, there is an old saying that practice makes perfect, I was blind when I was middle-aged, thirty or forty years have passed, I have touched all the corners of this house, of course I can be familiar with things, as long as the position of things remains the same, I can fully support life by myself." ”

"These things are all sent by the people in the village under the mountain, they come to me to touch the bones and tell fortunes, I don't charge money, I just ask them to give wheat, grain, and dried meat, you can save it and eat, I can also make a cage as a trap, and it is no problem to catch a bird or something."

"This is the wisdom of the poor."

After hearing these words, Song Siyuan regretted that she thought of this old man crookedly, and her attitude eased: "Mr. Tang, don't mind, it's Yue Guanchao who is afraid that you are pretending to be blind, and he wants to try you." ”

"Okay, Song Qianjin, you can really do it."

Yue Guanchao decided to suffer this dumb loss.

Yue Qingshan looked at Tang Baoguan, and said in a guilty tone: "Brother Tang, don't follow the bastard like a brat, he doesn't have a heart except for being reckless, I heard Dayang's nephew say that your trick was blinded by the soul mist, you introduce us to it, what is that soul mist, people who are blinded will be blind." ”