Waves covered the sky, and a purple streamer fell from the sky, allowing people to see a huge gap in the sea of clouds in the distance, as if it had opened a big hole in the sky.

The sword aura in the sky above the sea of clouds is vertical and horizontal, so it is not lively.

"It's closed! It's closed! It's good meat! If you don't buy it, you'll wait for next year. ”

Righteous New Year, Qingyang City is full of lights, red lanterns are hung all over the streets, Hu San, the butcher of the West Lane, also shouted early to close the stalls, once a year festival, except for the cold-blooded guys in the city Eagle Wolf Guard, who doesn't eat dumplings during the New Year? Of course, dumplings have to eat meat filling.

"Yo, Hu San still sells meat?" came a child who was not as tall as Hu San's buttocks, and his own little hair was tied up by a red rope and stood on the back of his head.

Taking advantage of the fact that the knife in his hand had not yet been washed, Hu San cut it diagonally, cut off a piece of pigskin that was not too big and small and connected with some pieces of meat, and handed it over with a rope.

"Hey, hey, don't stare carefully, your eyes will stick out, take the meat and hurry up to get rid of Lao Tzu!" Hu Sansan put the meat on the table, and put the knife in his hand into the grease-covered wooden basin on the table.

Butchers pay a lot of attention to it, deboning, cutting meat, picking tendons... There were no less than five kinds of knives on Hu San's small broken table, all of which were of different sizes and shapes. Fortunately, there are only two handfuls that I use today, so I quickly washed and went home, although my own tigress did not wait to see me, but I couldn't stand two empathetic girls!

Seeing that his girl was like a dealer in the field, the rise was amazing, one day at a time, just thinking about Hu San couldn't close her mouth happily.

"Yo, what kind of dream are you having again?" The child held the meat in his arms, looked at Hu San and laughed in an adult tone: "Wake up! ”

"! I miss your mother. Hu San blew his beard and glared.

If this ordinary child would have been scared away, I didn't think about this little doll who didn't know that the crotch pants had only been taken off for a few days was not good at stubble, and I didn't know where to learn to start with my back, pacing a few steps, "Stains! Then you can't come to my house empty-handed, how do you have to bring this piece of meat." ”

Hu San followed the young man's gaze and saw that there was a piece of meat on the side of his desk, mostly fat, which he deliberately left to go home to make soup.

Hu San was a little angry, and was about to attack when he looked at the torn clothes in front of him, although he was sewn and mended, he was indeed shabby, although the child was not thin but not strong, his face was sallow, and he didn't have a piece of clothing that could survive the winter after the New Year. The pair of straw sandals with a single cloth, although the sewing is strong and a lot of grass is stuffed into it, but can it be warm in winter?

"He's a hard-working child. Thinking about Hu San, he threw the meat in his hand to the table, "Take it and go home quickly, your mother will go crazy in a few years if you keep sneaking out like this." ”

"Hey, hey. The child smiled slyly and reached out to hold the meat in his arms, "Thank you, Third Master." ”

"Thank you, hurry up and get out of my way. ”

"Okay!" said the child, turning around and running, taking advantage of what a big advantage, even if you don't say I'll have to run.

"Wait. ”

The child's feet were stunned, but he didn't stop, he ran away, but his neck was pulled by a force that he couldn't resist, and when he looked down, his feet were off the ground.

Hu San didn't know when he appeared behind the child, pulled him by the collar and scolded: "Run! Is Lao Tzu the kind of person who speaks back?... Lao Tzu foamed at the mouth and nailed it. ”

"Hu San, put it down for Lao Tzu!" The child opened his teeth and claws in mid-air, and suddenly felt his back sink, and then was put on the ground. A pair of shabby sheepskins were covered by Hu San on him.

The little boy subconsciously took a few steps back and wrapped the sheepskin on his body vigorously.

The whole skin of the sheepskin seemed to be rolled in cinders, and the original color was not recognizable, and the smell of fishy swishing poured into the boy's nose.

Hu San turned around, walked back to the table, looked at the little boy and scolded with a smile: "Could it be a stupid baby?" You won't run away if you get cheap?"

The little boy smiled, pinched the "trophies" under his armpit hard, and nodded to the sky to the west, "Where do you look, the third child, the old multi-colored silk thread, maybe God wants to sew the cloud up like cotton." Before Hu San could speak again, the little boy had already run away with a broken shoe, and disappeared.

Some trivial things that ordinary people say are trivial things, but in the hearts of young people, they are big secrets. How can you tell others so easily?

.....

In the alley on the street corner, a young Taoist priest twisted his fingers in a pinching motion.

On the dry branches of the partition wall, a small pinch of snow gently swayed, and the Taoist priest had an extra fingernail-sized cricket on his thumb.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" the young Taoist priest murmured. Then the sleeves are placed at the sides of the body.

"Damn!" the young Taoist priest burst into foul language, striding towards the corner of the street.

For some reason, the sleeve robe, which is larger than others, keeps bouncing back and forth. It turned out that the young Taoist priest's arms were constantly swaying from side to side on the cuffs.

The young Taoist priest suddenly thought of a proverb "Two sleeves are breezy"

.....

To the south of the city, smoke emanates from tiny grass huts.

There was almost no wind, so that the smoke moved like a gray iron rod, and slanted into the sky.

A sallow and emaciated woman is bent down and blowing on a stove made of clods.

"Ahem!" the dust gathered everywhere, making the woman feel a little tight.

In a dark iron pot was some yellow rice, which the woman had stolen from the chicken rack when she was cleaning someone's house.

Winter, especially the New Year, is a good day for ordinary people, but it is especially difficult for women.

Thinking that his man had been out for half a year, the woman who had always been good-tempered was a little annoyed. "Where is this dead ghost?" said the woman, who lowered her head slowly, "where can an honest man like him go?"

"Mother. The dog baby is back. There was a shouting outside.

The woman hurriedly got up from the ground, put it on the pot behind her, and tested the temperature, with a smile on her face.

Then the door was squeezed open with a thud, and the first thing that caught my eye was a shabby sheepskin, which covered the boy's body up to his ankles.

Although the house is not big, it is quite clean after being cleaned by the woman, after all, it is to eat tea, rice, oil and salt, how can it be really clean?

The young man hung his clothes on the wooden nails at the door, sandwiched two pieces of meat and smiled at his mother: "Mother, boil the pot of water again, and eat meat today." ”

The woman pulled down her face, turned and pulled out a piece of dry wood that had been piled up beside the stove, and carried it in her hand.

"Where did you steal it? ”

"Eh, mother, this is given to me by the butcher Hu Laosan, not stolen by me. ”

The woman withered down and "Bang" the firewood in her hand. The woman felt a little aggrieved, but she looked up and laughed.

"You didn't thank anyone?"

"When... Of course. The boy hurriedly threw the meat on a chair beside him and trotted forward to support the woman.

The woman pushed the boy away, walked to the stove and scooped out the rice from the pot, and the boy took the meat from the chair into the house and soaked it in the water.

The young man's eyes were slightly dark, the children of poor families had long been in charge, and there was a secret in his heart that he had never told anyone.

..........

Hu San finished washing the knives and poured the dirty water on the street corner.

"Oops. Immeasurable his grandmother is a celestial honor. Immediately, there was a wail from the side.

A young Taoist priest was pointing his feet like crossing a tightrope, comically looking for the new world that was not flooded.

"Called. What did I call you to call your mother?" Hu San pulled his neck and shouted.

As soon as the young Taoist priest looked up indignantly, he saw that it was a master who couldn't be provoked by the five big and three coarse people, and immediately smiled and said, "It's nothing, you're busy with you." ”

didn't make any money and took two pieces of meat, Hu San felt uncomfortable, but he didn't have to compete with a stinky cow's nose, which was unlucky for the New Year. Thinking that there were still two treasures waiting at home, Hu San didn't plan to fight him, set up the butcher's knife, and was about to close the shop and go home.

"Eh, sir, how do you sell this meat?"

Hu San looked down, but saw the young Taoist priest who was still crying at the beginning bent down and looked at the meat on the desk and rubbed his hands.

Hu San glanced down: "One hundred and twenty wen a catty, how much do you want?"

"Can you have a piece first?" the young Taoist priest smiled flatteringly.

"Bang!"

Hearing this, Hu San glared at the young Taoist priest fiercely, and slapped the table with a big fan-like hand, "If you want to buy it, you can buy it or not, and get out." ”

"Eh, don't be angry!" the young Taoist priest was so frightened that he hurriedly retreated, and when he saw that it was okay, he came up with a smile on his face. "This poor Tao knows a lot about the mysteries, I'll show you palmistry. ”

After all, there is no breakup, picking up the big hand that the man slapped on the table.

Seeing this, Hu San slapped him away, "Fuck you, get out of here!"

The young Taoist priest was pushed out by Hu San nearly a foot away, turned over a half-heel, and fell into a.

After speaking, Hu San didn't pay attention to it, took care of his own stall, and went home with meat.

The young Taoist priest got up from the ground with a smile on his face.

Hu San walked down the street, breathed a sigh of relief, and looked west. "Sure enough, as the doll said, how much fucking silver is such a big cotton worth?"

Before Hu San could take a few more looks, the white streamer suddenly exploded, like the scorching sun hanging high in the air in summer, shaped like a moon disk mixed with faint purple thunder and lightning to sweep the sea of clouds into the air, and then fell rapidly to the earth.

"Boom!"

The earth trembled violently like a ground cow turning over, and Hu San also followed with a clever wit and muttered: "Don't blame the fairy master." Don't blame the fairy lord. ”

Hu San muttered again and again as he walked home with small steps. "I don't care about the affairs of the fairy master, I still have the position of Lao Tzu in my own one-third of an acre. Is it considered low for a family of four to be the fourth in line? When he goes home to eat meat during the New Year, the city herd does this. Even if it is the old man of Sui who is separated from the ends of the world, Lao Tzu does not believe that he does not eat meat during the New Year. ”

"Smack!"

Hu San suddenly slapped himself, and heard that this King of Sui was a spell strangler. "What's wrong with my mother's mouth today, it's so unpleasant. ”