Chapter Twenty-Three: Da Lang, Go and Save My Son
The stall owner of the wonton stall was so frightened that his legs trembled, and seeing that Sun Lei didn't make any more trouble, he ran to the stall in three steps and two steps to wrap up the wontons.
"Don't be afraid, old woman, eat the fruit first."
Sun Lei took out a fruit from his arms, wiped it on his body, and handed it to the old woman, these are just bought, and they don't need to be washed, anyway, there are no pesticides now, and the fruit is dust at most.
Two bowls of wontons came up quickly, full of two large bowls, the skin was crystal clear, and you could see the meat filling inside at a glance.
"How much?"
Sun Lei looked coldly at the vendor with a flattering smile on his face.
"The young man laughed, it is the honor of the villain to eat villain wontons."
The vendor shook his hand again and again, not daring to ask for money.
"What? Master can't afford to pay money? ”
Sun Lei glared at the vendor, angry and angry, and he still had to pay for food.
"Six cents."
The vendor hurriedly spoke.
"Take it!"
Sun Lei pushed the six coins from the pile of copper coins on the table, and the vendor bowed down and brushed it into his hand, and ran back to the stall.
Sun Lei looked down and saw that the old woman had finished her bowl of wontons, and was holding her bowl and swallowing it in a big gulp, fortunately, there was soup in the bowl, and she was not afraid of choking when she took a sip from time to time, but the soup was very hot, and it was so hot that it was so hot that it was so hot.
"It looks like I haven't had enough to eat in a long time."
Sun Lei looked at the old woman and thought about it.
"If I hadn't been lucky, I would have met Master Lu when I came over, and then I went up to Wutai Mountain, helped catch the flower thief, got a lot of money, and later got Elder Zhizhen to teach me martial arts, I'm afraid the end is no different from this old woman, carrying a wooden stick and begging along the street with a broken bowl."
Sun Lei sighed for a while, if it weren't for his luck, he would have ended up like this, and even more miserable he might encounter a murderous person who made human meat buns without blinking.
"Where's your house, old woman? I'll send you back, or where do you have any relatives to turn to? ”
With compassion, Sun Lei was in a better mood, and he didn't have the idea of being falsely accused, and asked the old woman softly.
"Da Lang, go and save my son!"
The old woman hugged the wonton bowl and said this again.
"That's all it takes!"
Sun Lei has a big head, this old woman is delirious, she only knows where Da Lang's son is getting angry? The eldest son of the same generation in a family can be called Da Lang, the three eldest of the father's generation are Da Lang, the three eldest sons are also Da Lang, and the three eldest grandsons are still Da Lang, and there are more Da Lang in this world.
Suddenly, Sun Lei saw a few beggars squatting on the side of the street, this line of begging is generally not a person, most of the beggars are fleeing from the famine, from a certain place, or three or five, or one or twenty, to escape from the famine, it is difficult for a person to walk a long way, even if it is a beggar, there must be a class to help the group.
"Come here!"
Sun Lei beckoned to the beggars who were sitting with the old woman just now, these people are old and young, but they are not young and middle-aged, but they seem to be quite sober, not as crazy as the old woman.
The beggars sat on the side of the road and there was no one to give alms, and when they saw Sun Lei shouting, they hurriedly ran over with the bowl.
"Answer my question, if you are satisfied, one bowl of wontons per person."
Sun Lei pointed to the wonton stall and said to the beggars.
"Brother asks, we will answer truthfully!"
The beggars looked at the steaming wonton stall and swallowed their saliva unconsciously, and the older beggar hurriedly said.
"This old woman is with you? Do you know where her home is? ”
Sun Lei pointed to the old woman on the side and asked the beggars.
"We don't know this old sister, but we met on the road when we fled, when she was crazy, running around, I saw that she was also a poor person, so I took all the way to beg to Zhending Mansion."
The old beggar said truthfully.
"Where did you meet them?"
Sun Lei nodded, he was quite satisfied with this answer, and he didn't lie to him.
"The villain is east of the Yellow River, a native of Yan'an Mansion, because of the war with the Western Xia, the little old man's home was destroyed, and there is nowhere to join his relatives, so he can only beg all the way to Zhending Mansion, ready to beg near Tokyo, and met this old sister when passing by Taiyuan Mansion, and saw that she was crazy and helpless and fled with him."
The old beggar replied that there was no war in all the big cities near Tokyo, and that there was always a chance to survive there.
"Those who sell wontons, give each of them a bowl of wontons, the same as just now!"
Sun Lei counted eighteen copper coins from the pile of copper coins on the seat and pushed them out, and saw that there were only ten copper coins left, so he gave them all to the old beggar, as an extra charity for honestly replying.
The old beggar and the others knelt down to thank when they saw that they had wontons to eat and money.
"Little brother, about this old lady, when I met her, she was wearing good clothes, and she didn't look like ordinary people."
While waiting for the wontons, the old beggar seemed to remember something again and said to Sun Lei.
"The clothes are good?"
Sun Lei glanced at the old woman with tattered clothes, the clothes had not been washed and torn for a long time, and she couldn't see the color and style for a long time, and she couldn't even see the material.
After eating the wontons, the old woman pulled Sun Lei again, muttering that sentence back and forth.
Sun Lei had no choice but to comfort the old woman first, seeing that it was not early, he could only take it back to the inn, and take it around Taiyuan County tomorrow to see if anyone knew him.
"I'm going to do a good deed that day!"
"No, I'm here to be the king of the mountain! That's the villain! ”
"If you do a good deed every day, there should be a good reward, and the elders all say that good deeds will be rewarded."
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Sun Lei took the old woman to the inn, muttering in his mouth.
When I returned to the inn, the old woman was dirty and couldn't live in the hotel, so Sun Lei could only give a few money and let the middle-aged woman who was doing chores in the back hall of the inn take her to take a shower and change her clothes.
When the old woman couldn't see Sun Lei, she was so anxious that she yelled, saving her life and sparing her life.
Sun Lei comforted for a while, explained that he was waiting in the lobby for a long time, and finally the old woman had to hold the whistle stick before she was willing to go to the back hall to take a bath.
"Little brother, is this your grandmother? Such filial piety is really rare! ”
The shopkeeper saw Sun Lei sitting in the lobby, and there were no guests at this time, so he came over to talk, Sun Lei lived here for a few days, and he was familiar with it.
"Your grandmother!"
Sun Lei glared at the shopkeeper, didn't the shopkeeper scold him for this, how could he make his grandmother a beggar? Isn't that undutiful!
"I don't know her, she hugged my leg on the street today, as if she recognized the wrong person, I also lived in the temple for a while, compassion, I heard that it was Yan'an Mansion and Taiyuan Mansion who fled from the desert, and I don't know if there are relatives here."
Sun Lei recalled today's events, this old woman seems to have really recognized the wrong person and regarded herself as a relative, the more she thinks about it, the more she feels that it is like that.
"That little brother is kind-hearted, alas, it's just that there is going to be a war over there in Xixia again, and Yan'an Mansion doesn't know if it can be stopped, there are too many beggars who have fled to Zhending Mansion during this time, if you save it like this, you can't save it at all, there was a porridge shop outside the city last month, and it won't be open this month, there are too many people, and how much porridge is not enough."
The shopkeeper sighed and said, and also reminded Sun Lei that kindness is good, but he can't help at all.
"Didn't the Western Army fight well? Why can't you beat Western Xia? ”
Sun Lei asked strangely, the most powerful thing in the Northern Song Dynasty is that the Western Army fought the Western Xia, it can be said that it was rubbed on the ground, and it almost wiped out the Western Xia several times, why does it seem that it can't be defeated now.