Dai Yudai didn't have a clean place on his body, and he would stretch his neck with his back to the house and face the street, hoping that Dai Yunong would return safely.

This will see that the unconscious Dai Yunong was sent back, and he had to turn around and sit on the threshold and stretch his neck, hoping that Dai Yunong would wake up quickly.

Song Qing'a glanced at him and asked deliberately, "You're not worried about him?"

Dai Yudai couldn't say a word for a long time, and finally had to lower his head and pull his fingers vigorously.

Why didn't he worry, his heart jumped to his throat, he was scared to the bones, and when he saw Dai Yunong covered in blood and being carried back, he almost cried, but he swallowed it again, which is a rare thing.

It's just because this incident started because of him, and in his heart, he thinks he is the culprit, blames himself, and is shameless to face the unconscious Dai Yunong, let alone the friends around Dai Yunong.

Dai Yunong is a well-known good boy in Caotou Village, hardworking, honest and loves to learn, and the children of other people's families in the mouths of more than 100 households in Caotou Village are Dai Yunong.

Dai Yudai's brain is now a mess, and he thinks a lot.

If something really happened to Dai Yunong, would he still have the face to go back to Caotou Village? What would the neighbors think of him? The backbone of that one-armed father must not be broken?

If it's okay, will Dai Yunong still treat him in the future after suffering and being wronged this time? Are you still willing to take him to play? Liao Ge and Tian Ji will definitely not treat Dai Yunong with him.....

Thinking of this, Dai Yudai's eyes turned red and his nose was sore, and he almost cried again, but fortunately, he swallowed it back again after gaining experience, raised his dirty arm and wiped his dirty face.

Song Qing'a saw that he didn't speak and didn't bother to continue to embarrass a little kid who loved to cry, she didn't like Dai Yudai, not only did she think he was a white-eyed wolf, but she also felt unworthy for Dai Yunong.

Yan Qing, who was originally squinting and napping, opened one eye and looked at Song Qing'a, and then looked at Dai Yudai who was sitting on the threshold, and said loudly: "What do you do to embarrass a child, the big slugs will scare you and cry again, and you will die of noise." ”

This will make the old man lift the curtain and walk out of the back room, and said angrily: "What are you doing to bully a baby one by one?"

Yan Qing shrugged her shoulders, she just did something bad some time ago, so you have to follow the temper of the old man, otherwise next time it will not be so smooth to come to this Wen Feng Wo pit to be abducted.

Song Qing'a asked, "How is it?"

He cut off a basin of water and walked up to Dai Yudai and said, "What can a wrestler do? Which wrestler was not beaten?"

As he spoke, he squatted down and personally wiped Dai Yudai's face and washed his face, that kind look had never been seen when he faced Dai Yunong, and it was estimated that Song Qing'a had seen it when he was young.

Song Qing'a also saw some clues and asked, "What's the matter? This is your long-lost grandson?"

The old man didn't even look at her and said, "If you are young, don't be jealous of a bad old man like me." ”

Song Qing'a was a little speechless and rolled her eyes.

I just couldn't help but take a closer look at this slug named Dai Yudai, could it be that this is also the descendant of a high-ranking god? If this is the case, then Dai Yudai's old ancestor god is really ruined.

There was another crunch in the room.

This set of bead curtains costs a lot, and every time the sound is sounded, it corresponds to the framed calligraphy hanging on the bead curtain, 'the bead curtain is deep and the jade people are in the sky'.

Mi Zhengze was also born in the son of a nobleman, and before the year of the crown, it was not uncommon for him to have brocade clothes and jade food, fresh clothes and angry horses.

In addition, the talent is extremely high, and the young man will provoke many jasper girls from all over the world to fall in love with him.

It's just that in the face of the ruin of the country and the collapse of the family, Mi Zhengze was powerless and had to put his enthusiasm into poetry in the days of displacement.

Before he had time for the ups and downs of the sea, he had to go away from the ups and downs of the grasslands, and gradually became accustomed to the days of simplicity and poverty.

Nowadays, I only occasionally collect some poetic old objects, it doesn't matter if the name is expensive or not, as long as it looks pleasing to the eye.

Hearing the movement and seeing that it was Dai Yunong coming out, Dai Yudai hurriedly got up and stepped forward.

I was almost thrown by an old man with a handful of old bones.

It's just that Dai Yudai couldn't speak again, so he simply cried, and his face that was finally washed clean had to be turned into a flower cat.

Dai Yunong smiled awkwardly at the three of them and scratched his head embarrassedly. Far away, Dai Yudai is his fellow villager, and closer he is said that Dai Yudai is his peer from the same root.

When Dai Yudai was almost crying, Dai Yunong gently pushed Dai Yudai away, took out the bracelet, handed it to Dai Yudai and whispered: "Put it away in the future, don't lose it." ”

Dai Yudai sniffed, stopped her tears, and sobbed in response.

Dai Yunong saluted respectfully to the old man sitting on the threshold and said, "I'm tired of the old shopkeeper again." Dai Yunong is actually very ashamed.

It's only been a few days since I last visited?

The old man waved his hand and said, "Don't be polite to me, you kid, maybe you'll have to come in a few days, thank you or something, you can rest in the end, you talk together." ”

Yan Qing also interjected: "That's it, it's not that you don't give money." ”

The old man glared at her: "You gave it?"

pointed at Yan Qing again, and said to Dai Yunong sternly: "You kid is not allowed to learn from them in the future, don't be grateful to Dade with a mouthful of food, and steal chickens and dogs with a stomach." ”

After speaking, he muttered to himself: "It's all habitual!"

Yan Qing didn't turn a deaf ear.

"In the future, keep a little eye on Jin Dingzong and try to reduce cause and effect. The old man suddenly instructed.

is admonishing Dai Yunong, and he is also telling Song Qing'a.

The two looked at each other and nodded, without thinking deeply, thinking that it was related to the two shots. I was worried that I would be grabbed by Jin Dingzong in the future and bite the handle.

From beginning to end, the old man and Yan Qing did not mention more matters of Jin Dingzong, after all, this matter is more just speculation, and it is still far away for these two young people, and the old man is also planning for Dai Yunong in his heart, according to the arrangement, Dai Yunong will go to the world sooner or later, Dai Yunong can bear the matter but his mind is heavy, the old man is still worried that after Dai Yunong has more people and things, the road will be narrowed because of a mere Jin Dingzong.

When Dai Yunong and the three of them left Wen Fengwo, Old Man Mi walked out of Wen Fengwo at the same time, not to go back to the city lord's mansion but to Wen Restaurant.

Before he approached the Wen Restaurant, he saw a richly dressed fat man at the door, this person's name was Jin Yirang, who was the shopkeeper on the façade of the Wen Restaurant in Feisheng City, Caotou Village.

Jin Yirang hurriedly stepped forward to greet Qi Zhengzheng and flattered: "If it weren't for the explanation of my shopkeeper, your old man doesn't like extravagance, this would have been eight sedan chairs and invited you to go." ”

Qi Zhengze said with a smile: "The golden shopkeeper has a heart, and the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are all ready?"

Jin Yi let the chicken peck the rice: "Ready, ready, according to the instructions are to give you the best pen, ink, paper and inkstone, when the time comes, the small ones will be well framed and sent back to the dome, and the best wood carver will be dragged to the door of the shop restaurant." ”

This was discussed earlier by Mi Zhengze with the big shopkeeper behind the Wen Restaurant.

When Dai Yunong and Song Qing'a just entered the Wen Restaurant, the Wen Restaurant already knew the origin of these two people, and asked for Mi Zhengzhi's opinion as soon as possible.

At that time, Qi Zhengze just said a word, and then said it after the fight.

It is an old rule that Wen Restaurant does not allow the use of force, but the matter implicates Mr. Mi, who is most admired and admired by the big shopkeeper behind him, which makes Jin Yirang have to have a headache.

Jin Yirang's heart was crossed, so he simply burned a piece of gold paper and the Three Mountains Talisman, and directly met the big shopkeeper who was far away in the world.

In the end, Jin Yirang made a decision, saying that Wen Restaurant could make an exception for the young man to catch and fight with the disciples of the Jin Ding Sect in the Wen Restaurant, and even if Jin Ding Zong came to the door to hold Wen Restaurant accountable in the future, he could come forward to settle the matter, but as a transaction, Mi Zheng had to write a couplet for Wen Restaurant himself.

Mi Zhengze, who had been taken advantage of for most of his life, immediately made a decision and agreed without hesitation.

Anyway, Song Yu's kid served him sincerely and conscientiously in the early years, so he took this opportunity to reward him with a face.

Just the pen, ink, paper, inkstone, Wen Restaurant has turned into a lot of money, the pen is Song Yu's treasure of the 'Spring and Autumn Pen', it is rumored that this pen is the Great Qin Empire, the dare to say that "the pen of the historian is not yet touchable", the relics of the great historian Zai Chunqiu, somehow ended up in Song Yu's study.

The paper for writing is also very rare, it is a flower curtain paper with less than one piece in the world, and the inkstone is refined from the plough salamander caught in the deep sea, with many tentacles and all resemble dragon shapes, and it is said that it is the genus of the descendants of the true dragon.

After the plough salamander is refined into an inkstone, its texture and veins are washed like soft silk, just like the lotus thread, which is very beautiful. The feel is extremely delicate like high-grade warm jade, and it is like a child's skin can be tender with a light touch, and there is no need to grind the ink.

The ink produced by the plough salamander inkstone is even more superior, the color is mainly black but purple light, as the old saying goes, the aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, and the ink fragrance of the plough salamander is also the same.

The book case is even more remarkable, and the two Jindan realm wrestlers were sweating profusely and panting when they carried it all the way.

Qi Zhengze was a little crying and laughing, patted Jin Yirang's shoulder and asked, "Song Yu, that kid has been prepared for a long time?"

Jin Yirang smiled, and walked to the bookcase with his support: "My shopkeeper admired the old gentleman since he was a child, and you don't know, so as long as you go to the place, our shopkeeper will order someone to prepare the four treasures of the first-class study, and wait for your old man's 'big grass flying dragon snake'!"

Qi Zhengze snorted coldly, Song Yu of the dog day, didn't spend his money? The rent handed over to Kuang Shan over the years to buy these shitty things has been thousands of sets.

The door of this warm restaurant has been full of writers and scholars from all walks of life, and even the two deputy city lords are rare to see such a high-grade ink fragrance fart from the city lord's mansion smelling the smell and rushed over, when they saw that it was Mi Zhengze who was going to write in person, the two old scholars were excited, and Liu Daqing was excited to see a big ass woman lying on his bed.

Jin Yirang's sentence "Big Grass Flying Dragon Snake" is really the right fart, a pair of couplets and crosses.

Not to mention the difference in momentum between the words, even the strokes have their own meanings.

The two deputy city lords invariably sighed and praised from the same heart: "Horizontal like a thousand miles of clouds, like a stone in a high mountain, like the horn of a broken rhino elephant on the land, like a withered vine in long live, like a crashing wave and thunder, like a hundred crossbow hair, hook like a strong crossbow joint." Didn't deceive me!" followed by an uproar, there is still such a calligrapher in the world?

The left book "Jianghu Fan Lichuan" and the right book "Tiandizhuang Zhouma"

Immediately there was another burst of tsks, and even the two deputy city lords from the vice president couldn't help but start talking about each other, really not understanding the meaning of this couplet.

Although Jin Yirang was born in business, he would also flip through books from time to time, and occasionally dance and ink. Seeing that Qi Zhengze had already put down his pen and was not writing the horizontal couplet, he couldn't help but ask: "Old man, don't you write this?"

Qi Zhengze clapped his hands and said, "If you don't write it, you will let Song Yu's kid think for himself." With that, he walked away.

Seeing that Jin Yirang wanted to send a few steps, he waved his hand again, cleared his throat, and said earnestly: "Song Yu, that kid is a big shopkeeper, and your kid is a little shopkeeper, so you can read well when you have free time." ”

Jin Yirang didn't say much, nodded in response, said slowly, and lowered his head to continue to observe the cross couplet, and finally meditated and had to give up.

But as soon as he came back to his senses, he slapped his brain and screamed bitterly.

The 'Spring and Autumn Pen' will have long been gone, and you can know that it was taken away by Mi Zhengzheng when you think about it with your knees.

Jin Yi has a headache, if he doesn't come back, he doesn't know that this 'Spring and Autumn Pen' will have to work for hundreds of years in vain?