People in the world have their own ways of getting rich, but the poor are probably the same.

For example, the house is surrounded by four walls.

For example, not having enough to eat.

For example, after someone's daughter-in-law gives birth, she drinks chicken soup and eats chicken, and your family can only boil a bowl of gruel.

Thank you for sending the midwife away.

Mrs. Wang happily hugged her newborn grandson and sat under the porch, as if holding a rare treasure.

Look at this little wrinkled face, how much it looks like her dead old man, and look at this little nose and little eyes, how much like her son who has gone out and never returned.

"Ancestors bless. ”

"There's a back!

The joy on her face was irrepressible.

"The 'Child-Seeking Talisman' I asked for from the real person of the Water Mirror really works. ”

"When the old hen lays eggs tomorrow, there will be ten chickens in the house, and I will go to the market to exchange copper coins, and then go to the pillar incense to repay a wish. ”

She was so thoughtful that she was filled with joy.

However.

This joy was disturbed in the blink of an eye.

"Mother-in-law. ”

In the hut next to her, the daughter-in-law who had just given birth called, her voice timid.

Wang Po's old face immediately tensed, and she said impatiently.

"Why?"

"I'm hungry. ”

"Didn't you just eat a bowl of porridge?"

"I'm so hungry. ”

If she had been so "ignorant" as her daughter-in-law, she would have been beaten and scolded a long time ago.

But today, for the sake of her daughter-in-law who had just given birth, she still muttered while scraping the bottom of the pot, and brought half a bowl of porridge into the room.

However, not for a while.

"Mother-in-law. ”

"What do you do?"

"Still hungry. ”

"The porridge is gone. ”

"I'm so hungry. ”

Wang Po was so angry that she scolded, but looking at her good grandson's face, she still took out half of the cake she had eaten yesterday.

She thought to herself: I can always gag this time, right?!

However.

"Mother-in-law, still hungry ......"

"It's gone! It's gone! The porridge is finished, and the bread is finished. ”

This time, no matter how much her daughter-in-law shouted that she was hungry or begged, the princess just gritted her teeth and did not let go.

She could see it.

This is obviously relying on giving birth to a child, and she wants to be greedy!

Sure enough.

After a while, there was no cry of hunger in the house. It's just that the baby in his arms screamed and shouted "hungry".

Wang Po hurriedly took the child to feed.

But as soon as I pushed the door in, I was surprised to find that my skinny daughter-in-law was lying on the log supporting the wall, and she didn't know what she was doing, but she made a "crunch", like the sound of a mouse grinding its teeth.

Maybe I heard the child's cry.

The daughter-in-law turned her face slowly, grinning, revealing a bare piece of wood without bark and a mouthful of red teeth.

This is the case.

Wang Po took a sip.

"Who are you scaring with this plague?!"

She stepped over in three or two steps and carefully handed the child into her daughter-in-law's arms.

"My grandson is hungry and is feeding his milk. ”

The daughter-in-law lowered her eyebrows and agreed, licked the blood from her teeth with her tongue, and swallowed it back to her stomach with saliva, only then did she open her shirt and reveal only her shriveled breasts.

The baby suddenly stopped crying, instinctively groped up, and sucked.

Wang Po nodded with satisfaction, instructed her daughter-in-law a few more words, and went to buse herself.

And so.

The only thing left in the room was the panicked mother and the baby sucking on breast milk.

Gradually.

I don't know when it started.

She looked at the child motionlessly, staring at the child without blinking.

Is this my baby?

How soft it looks, and how immature it looks.

The tiny toes look like freshly peeled broad beans.

The short hands and feet are like crisp lotus roots.

The bulging belly looks like a freshly steamed rice cake.

The watery eyes are like a lychee that has been shelled.

"Gollum. ”

Her throat rolled.

............

Sunset and moonrise.

Wang Po was in a daze and woke up in the middle of the night.

As soon as I left the door, I was cold, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw a red flash on the wall.

She was taken aback and turned her head to look.

But where is the red shadow? Only a yellow, faint, burried hook moon hangs on the wall.

She breathed a sigh of relief and secretly said that she was suspicious, but after such a distraction, her sleepiness also went to seven or seven or eighty.

Then.

She realized that there was a fog at some point in the night, and it was silting up in the yard like smoke and water.

Wang Po didn't care, just stepped in, one foot deep and one foot shallow, and went to the toilet with mist.

Also at this time.

"Crunch, crunch. ”

"This dead material!

She immediately thought that her daughter-in-law was germinating and was gnawing on the bark of the tree, but in a blink of an eye, she saw that the door of her daughter-in-law's room was ajar.

The night breeze blew in and shook the door.

"Crunch, crunch. ”

The voice finally brought back her memory, remembering the terrifying legend that circulated in the streets and alleys.

Worst!

The grandson is still in there!

Later.

A cry shook the foggy night.

............

"This knife is two feet seven inches long and weighs one pound and eight taels. Hundreds of refining into steel, quenching for the edge. In the autumn of the fourth year of Tianbao, I fought and killed Langya Liu on the bank of the river, and then got it. ”

The ranger is in front of the sword, the frost blade is like snow, and the autumn light is cold.

It's a good knife!

And at this moment.

Indifferent people, sharp knives, no need to say more, they have their own killing aura.

Of course.

The premise is that this place is not a bustling market.

The audience's gaze is not like watching a monkey show.

The person opposite is not an eight or nine-year-old girl.

The next sentence in the mouth should not be:

"It only sells for five taels of silver. ”

As soon as these words came out, it was like a cross talk that had reached a wonderful point, and shaking off the burden made the people around laugh.

If it weren't for the knife in the Ranger's hand, I'm afraid that some ugly words would have to come out without yin and yang.

In the crowd, an old master shook his head while laughing, and said to the ranger:

"You're a fool in the afterlife. ”

"Where can a little girl get 5 taels of silver to buy your things?"

"Besides, who would spend such a lot of money just to make a useless iron lump and put it at home as an ornament?"

The onlookers, who had had enough of laughing, responded one after another.

But the two in the center of the crowd were completely deaf.

The little girl just looked at the knife in the ranger's hand, and the ranger just waited coldly for the little girl to take out a sum of silver that she couldn't take out.

Until the owner of the Di shop arrived when he heard the news, he grabbed the little girl's ear and went back to the store, and he didn't forget to spit before leaving.

This, of course, caused the onlookers to rejoice for a while.

The ranger only shook his head slightly.

"I don't know the goods. ”

As he spoke, he put away his sword and sheathed it, and stood there without moving, only looking at the two-story attic next to it, which is also the most famous restaurant in the city, and there is a strange hall called "Tanuki Building".

............

There was no more excitement, and the crowd dispersed, leaving only a short-haired Taoist.

This person is naturally Li Changan, and the ranger is none other than one of the "righteous men" who have been photographed in the yamen - the ranger Zhang Yi.

Li Changan got up early today, worshiped the ancestor, did a morning class, sacrificed the sword embryo and the thunder god, and then went to the city to investigate.

By the time it was close to noon, there was still nothing.

was going back to the restaurant to eat, and saw such a serious and funny play at the gate.

To be honest, the Taoist priest could see it clearly in the crowd.

Zhang Yi's knife is made of exquisite materials and well-forged, and it is a good weapon, and five taels of silver is really cheap.

I just don't know why I chose such a place, picked such a buyer, and ended up acting in such a farce.

But it's also a coincidence.

The Taoist priest was trying to find a few of them and call for clues.

......

A moment later.

In the Tanuki Building.

Li Changan and Zhang Yi sat opposite each other, across a table of sumptuous wine and food.

The dishes were ordered by Zhang Yi, but the money was paid by Li Changan.

Previously, the Taoist priest stepped forward to invite the ranger to have a drink, and he was worried that the other party would refuse for the sake of face, but who knew that he agreed on the spot.

Entered the restaurant.

It's just a sentence: I owe you once.

Unceremoniously ordered a table of wine and food.

Right now, I'm throwing off my arms and eating seas.

Speaking of this person, there is also some meaning, even if he eats like a starving ghost reincarnated, he still maintains that cold "master face" on his face.

On the other hand, the Taoist priest is out of reach.

Three or two cups of yellow soup under the stomach.

Even if the body is not drunk, it is crooked and scattered without a positive shape.

People are in the downtown area, pinching wine glasses, but their thoughts have already flown out of the clouds.

Just suddenly.

The Taoist priest found that the surroundings were quiet, so he and the ranger at the table also stopped moving, straightened his beard, and sat down and looked into the depths of the restaurant.

Looking around, the diners are no different. Even the drunkard at the next table, who had been drunk and unconscious, also spat out the smell of wine and widened his eyes.

Li Changan was inexplicable, and he could hear the ranger suppressing his excitement and whispering:

"It's coming!"

"What?"

The Taoist priest didn't wait for an answer, but saw the shopkeeper standing in the lobby, holding his hands to his mouth, his voice like a big opera, low and tactful.

He called upstairs:

"Three ladies. ”