Dilonggou!

It is rumored that the last true dragon in heaven and earth died in the place where it fell, perhaps because the true dragon was buried here, and his divine power volatilized, which added some aura to the dragon ditch in this place. The vegetation is flourishing, and the sweet springs are clear, which is the most loved by some cultivators.

Even the few cold villages in Dilonggou seem to be not so gloomy, but there are some lively scenes.

Under the sun, in the dark corner of a small shop in the bustling market, an almost skinny teenager was burying his head in peeling shallots, and his eyes occasionally looked out of the dark window, revealing a bit of yearning.

The young man's surname is Shan, and after he was born, Mr. Bazi said that he was born to be lonely, so he took a double word, hoping to transfer him, and for this reason, he also spent the only old hen in the family that was laying eggs at that time, and replenished the qi and blood for the long.

It's a pity that the poor old hen still couldn't change the fate of the teenager, he lost his father at the age of three, his mother at the age of seven, and he didn't have a single half-leaf relatives in the family. The only old woman in the family who took him in also died of depression three years ago, and before she died, she couldn't erase her eyes, and gossip has always been the fastest spread, and she has implemented the young man's lonely life.

"Ahem!"

The young man peeled it a few times, and hurriedly took out a handkerchief that he had obtained for some year and covered his mouth and nose, every cough seemed to kill him, and his pale face was bursting for a while, he was afraid that he would not be able to stand it, so he coughed out his lungs.

"Sick nag, if you speak again, don't come to the dining hall in the future!"

A teenager angrily lifted the curtain and counted the sick teenager with a beating. glanced at the celadon basin that was not yet full, and was especially angry, the corners of his eyes widened, and he yelled complainingly, "It's not good to do anything about this, the shopkeeper's meal is for you to eat in vain." ”

After speaking, the young man deliberately lifted a corner curtain door, exposing Shan Shuang to the guests who were eating and drinking outside. The sickly wheezing sound made the few people who had just entered the door frown, and they turned away without looking back.

"Xiao Er, don't let people eat, hurry up and put down the curtain. ”

Some of the guests who have already served the food can't be so free, so they can only urge this young man named Qingzi. casually said a sentence or two similar to bad luck, and continued to enjoy it as if he didn't see it. Just looking at the brow that has not been unsolved, I am afraid that this meal will cost a few less drinks.

"Don't hurry up and work, what's the lazy stealing!"

Qingzi sneered, although he was talking to Shan Shuang, his mouth was particularly high, and he floated to the account room in the back room. After saying that, he put down the curtain door contentedly, turned around and bowed down, took a pot of good wine from the counter, and recommended his own wine to each table with a smile on his face.

After coming and going, some of the guests who were not interested seemed to forget that there was such a disgusting assistant chef in the small corner of the back kitchen.

Pinching the face that looked like a Maitreya Buddha's smile, the guests didn't mind drinking two more glasses, and then they were dizzy, and they went down a lot of wine.

Shan Shuang looked at the Qingzi who skillfully circulated between the wine tables, and envy was even more resentful. His sick seedlings have not improved, and compared with the dense forests and trees of Longgou in this place, everyone is physically strong, and it is indeed incompatible.

In Dilonggou, several villages, there are forty or fifty families, and they have never heard of anyone who is seriously ill and does not recover, at most it is only rumored that someone has a little pain and illness, and after a few days, I saw that the person was sweating profusely in the field and waving a hoe like a drum, and there was no such gossip.

But it wasn't only this that made Shan Shuang really sad, and sure enough, a moment later, he was summoned to the back room, and the bookkeeper was waiting there early.

"Shuang'er, it's not that I don't want to see you, I have to listen to the boss's words!"

Mr. Bookkeeper wears reading glasses all the year round, his temples are slightly gray that does not match his age, and the golden cloth edge of the cuffs never leaves his body. However, in his life, the county exam was the peak, and there was no progress after he failed the list.

Like most of the scholars in the town, he eventually changed careers.

Mr. Pei can already be regarded as able to endure it, but after decades of cold windows, his initial ambition has been smoothed out, but fortunately, he knows some calculations, and he is still a relatively popular "buddy" in Longgou here!

Seeing that Shan and Shuang entered the house, he took out more than 20 copper coins from the wooden drawer and gently pushed them to Shan Shuang.

"I understand!"

Nodding his head in both hands, he silently crossed the copper coins, and after taking out two of them, he picked up the rest and said, "This is my school money this month, Mr. will collect it." ”

Mr. Tent actually has a private school, but there are few serious students. Although this Longgou can't starve to death, it's not rich there. Some specialties can't withstand the long journey, so they can only grow themselves in the ditch, and those who can have spare money to study, are only those few households, and they may not necessarily find Mr. Pei.

I heard that there is a scholar who has recently obtained the qualification for the county examination, which is the youngest son of the village chief, who is also very handsome, but much more "reliable" than Mr. Pei. The few big families all went to the village chief's house to study.

As for Mr. Pei, he also accepted a few confused boys who couldn't afford to pay for serious studies, and shouted a few lines of poetry at night, which can be regarded as a little comfort for him who doesn't have much knowledge.

It's just that a few naughty kids really listened, and no one had a score. Even if it is the father and mother of these children, in fact, sending a night school is to let them know how to read, so that they will not be deceived by others.

No one wants to really train a reader, so he has to be "poor" for a lifetime. Isn't Mr. Pei himself an example?

As for those who are expected to go out, who doesn't have a few first-class land. Isn't it true that the mayor of the town will vomit half his life's hard work when he sends a scholar out? The poor people who go to the night school are afraid that they will smash pots and sell iron, and they will not be able to withstand a few polite words from those officials.

"That's it, it's enough! I can't make a lot of money, so you can keep it for the time being, and if I really need it in the future, it's not too late to find you. ”

Mr. Pei waved his hand and pushed the copper coin back.

After a moment of silence, he accepted the two copper coins. One is that he really needs money, and the other is that if some favors are not accepted, it is not a good intention, if he blindly refuses, I am afraid that Mr. Pei will be uneasy, in this Longgou, Mr. Pei is not a "big good person", but he is definitely a small good person.

Coming out of the back room, Shan Shuang saw Qingzi's gaze coming closely, and Shan Shuang didn't deliberately come forward to talk, returned to the back kitchen, and continued to work on the rest of his tasks. At that moment, Qingzi's high-spirited expression in the past few days finally had a hint of panic.

Looking at the back room, he didn't dare to step through the door without permission.

Only when the sun went down and it was not dark, did Shan Shuang pack up his things, including the small wooden stool he brought with him when he first came, and left this small restaurant with a bit of history. Qingzi also breathed a sigh of relief for this, and the smiles on the guests were a little sincere.

"What a good child, it's a pity!" Mr. Pei rarely came out of the noisy account room, glanced at the neat back kitchen, and could only sigh.

Among the several students, single and double studies are the most sincere ones. Of course, it's not that he has any ambitions for fame, but it's not the same as those "learning windows" who only seek to understand a little bit of it.

The reason why Shan and Shuang stayed was not because they were nostalgic, but because the salary was calculated today, they would do it well today. As for today's settlement, whether it is the boss's instructions or Mr. Pei's own out-of-pocket, there is no certainty.

didn't ask, because he was afraid that Mr. Pei would be angry. Mr. Pei didn't say it, he wanted to leave some thoughts for this lonely boy to live.

For that young man, if the world is full of such ruthless bosses, maybe it is easier to die than to live.

It's always good to leave a little thought.

Mr. Pei smiled, turned around and turned his gaze to become melancholy again. This is true of the youth, and how can he not be like this.

Since this is the case, is it really a good thing to leave so many thoughts?

I can't tell the difference between good and bad, and I can't ask the result. Mr. Pei closed the door of the account room with some annoyance, Qingzi saw this scene, and he didn't dare to go to the account room to take a look in the past few days.

After leaving the hotel, Shan Shuang was finally able to walk on the street. The noon sun is full of enthusiasm, his body is unbearable, and the street is not interesting at night, so every dusk is the most comfortable time for single and double.

The streets will not stop, and the stalls are slowly packing up, but they still expect a few sweeping customers, so as not to go home and bump into the losses, so the prices are a little cheaper.

"Shuang'er, I still have some melons and fruits here, do you want to have some?"

"I've got some eggs here, so I'll give them to you cheaply, and they're not as big as they were in the morning, but they don't taste as good when I cook them at home." ”

Some old ladies are rarely polite to Shan Shuang, and it is the only place in this town where there are not many places where he is sick.

It's just that if the time is not right, these old ladies can't wait for him to go farther, especially when business is good.

It's just that at that time, Shan Shuang really couldn't stand the sun.

Shan Shuang touched the copper coin that had just been put into his trouser pocket, but he still couldn't bear to stop, these ladies suddenly frowned, and their eyes were a little more mocking than if they had no intention.

There was even an old mother who felt that her solicitation just now was quite embarrassing, so she took a sip lightly, "I can't catch up with the leftovers, why are I still alive." ”

The old mother's similar scolding has always been in the left ear and out of the right ear, in fact, instead of everyone pretending, Shan Shuang feels that they show it, which is a little more comfortable.

The one who pokes people's backbones behind their backs is the most chilling.

Odds and Doubles didn't mind, but another tall young man in cloth who had just come from around the corner was very angry.

The boy walked in front of Shan Shuang, and Shan Shuang naturally found out and wanted to hold him, but the boy deliberately turned around to dodge.

The cold frost on his face not only did not make Shan Shuang feel cold, but it was a little warm.

For this cold frost is not for him, but for him. I'm afraid that there are few people in the world.

The old woman who adopted him was one, the person in front of him was one, and his parents were blurred in his memory.

Or maybe there's another one.

The young man stood in front of the old aunt's shop, and he could not speak tabooly in front of the single and shuang, and he dared to speak, but in front of the young man, he was only willing to say anything, and he didn't dare to say half a word.

Just because this young man is black and strong, I am afraid that he is half a point taller than ordinary adults. The resentment and displeasure were clearly placed on his face, and there was no room for explanation.

"Who can't afford your eggs. If you have more tongues, be careful with the little milk chickens you just bought. ”

The black young man sulked, and a little milk chicken hit the old aunt's heart, and he nodded quickly, as if he was as important as her baby grandson.

"Give me some eggs!" The black young man threw down another copper coin, and the old aunt put it away with a shudder, and hurriedly loaded a few for the young man. Seeing that the boy didn't answer, he put on some more.

The young man carried it and beckoned him to go.

Singles and doubles followed, but this time, he didn't hear any gossip. Even the chatter of ordinary women, he could not hear it.

"Why? Don't you like to buy eggs?"

The black young man asked.

Single and double body bones, and eggs are the most suitable, and they can't be made up.

"Fat Lu dismissed you?"

The black young man asked again.

"Is it the ghost of the little green head?"

The three questions in a row were not answered, but the face of the black young man became more and more angry, "Wait for me to vent my anger for you tomorrow." ”

"No! Aoko can't help it. ”

Shan Shuang shook his head at this time, and Qingzi didn't always do this. It's just that a few days ago, Fat Lu was nagging in the store that business was not good, and he needed to dismiss some people, so Qingzi became anxious.

The gang in the back kitchen can't be provoked, only he, the cook, and Qingzi, the errand boy, can be on that list.

In fact, Qingzi is not like this, and the last person to leave is himself, but he is just a little earlier.

The young man snorted and didn't reply. Shan Shuang said a few more times, and the black strong boy nodded impatiently, and Shan Shuang was a little more relaxed.

Before going home, Shan Shuang still visited a few shops. He was reluctant to buy eggs, so he took out five copper coins for the first time, bought some fragrant fruits such as Qiaoguo, lotus pods, and half a catty of fresh meat.

"I'm afraid it's raining tonight, or forget it?"

At the time of separation, the black strong young man asked tentatively.

Shan Shuang shook his head, and the black strong boy didn't say more. The more I understand Singshuang and Shuang, the more I understand that this guy who doesn't talk much on weekdays is the most admitted.

When you get serious, it's really hard to start.

"Then you wait for me in the east of the town at night, and I'll go back to do some errands, so I'll come to you. ”

The black baby disappeared in the black curtain, and Shan Shuang also turned around and went into the alley. In the east of the town, in fact, at the door of his house, the old woman sold the tiled house in the town in order to treat him and continue his life, and bought a dilapidated thatched house to live in in the east.

Looking at the eggs in his hands, Shan Shuang always felt a little warm to his hands, as if he had just been fished out of hot water.

When I got home, it was still so cold. Before the mother-in-law died, several neighbors were still chatting with each other. But after the death of her mother-in-law, the word loneliness became more and more uncontrollable, and no one dared to touch the evil spirit again.