The north wind was howling, rolling up bursts of dust, Zhang Bairen's whole person was wrapped in a black robe, just sitting quietly in the cold north wind, silently meditating and collecting medicine, the sheep were eating hay in the distance, and they couldn't run far. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Little sir, little sir!" Song Laosheng's rough voice came from a distance, followed by Ma Youcai, a little follower.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Bairen woke up from the state of collecting medicine, opened a gap in his cloak, and looked at Song Laosheng and Ma Youcai who came over.

"Here you go!" Song Laosheng appeared in his hand and handed it to Zhang Bairen.

There is a word engraved on the "Yu" waist card, and behind it is a narrative of identity.

"Guard" Zhang Bairen said in his heart, raised his head and looked at Song Laosheng: "What does this waist card mean?"

"The general said that the New Year is approaching, and many Taoist masters and martial arts masters come to see the excitement outside the plug, for fear that you will be injured by mistake. This waist card is for you, as long as the other party is not in a hurry, which one dares to be ruthless to Mr. Xiao" Song Laosheng smiled.

Zhang Bairen nodded: "Thank you for your concern." ”

Zhang Bairen stuffed the waist card into his arms, looked at Ma Youcai, and then looked at Song Laosheng: "How are you doing lately?"

"Thanks to Mr. Xiao, General Song takes special care of me" Ma Youcai scratched his head.

Song Laosheng said: "Why should Mr. Xiao personally shepherd it himself, just call a man in the army to come to this kind of thing, Mr. Xiao is still practicing now." ”

Zhang Bairen shook his head: "Cultivation is to comprehend heaven and earth, to comprehend people's hearts, to comprehend the red dust, I am in this north wind, watching the sunset of the long river, but I also have no feelings, and my mood can't help but improve a point." ”

"The New Year is approaching, the imperial court has sent a batch of good goods, when the time comes to give Mr. Xiao a taste, everyone has a festive year, the spring of the next year, there will be an earth-shattering war here, after which we can return to the Great Sui Frontier, the province suffers here. ”

Song Laosheng was full of resentment: "This northern barbarian is the most bitter and poor, where can I catch the flowers and flowers of Daxing City." ”

Zhang Bairen didn't say much, for the Sui army, the north is bitter cold, and this territory is not wanted.

Time is long, and in a blink of an eye, it is almost the end of the year, at this time, Zhang Bairen has been practicing day and night, it has been more than three months, and the medicine collection is about to be full.

"Little sir, little sir!" there was a lively shout at the entrance of the village, and then I saw the Sui soldiers pushing bicycles to the village and stopping in front of Zhang Bairen's house.

Zhang's mother's face moved, she hid in the house, looked at Zhang Bairen and said, "You go and deal with it!"

Zhang Bairen nodded and opened the door, but saw four or five Sui soldiers with happy faces: "Little sir, the New Year is approaching, let's give you a New Year's greeting on behalf of the general." ”

"New Year's greetings?" Zhang Bairen looked at Song Laosheng, Song Laosheng pointed to the three bicycles behind him: "The best cloth and silk are specially entrusted by the general to be brought by people in the pass, refined salt, rice and noodles, these are all good things." ”

While speaking, Song Laosheng said, "Come, hang up the red lantern." ”

While talking, a group of people began to hang red silk and red lanterns in the courtyard, so that they could be happy.

"Where is the peach charm, quickly change the peach charm"

"Your lantern is crooked"

A group of people shouted and shouted and were busy until it was getting dark, and then pushed the bicycle away.

The neighbors on one side went out to take a look, looking at the festive Zhang family in the courtyard, all of them showed envy.

Uncle Zhang and Zhang Xiaocao looked at the rice noodles in the courtyard, their eyes were hot, Zhang Bairen said: "Tell my mother to make soup, bake cakes, and send it to uncle at night, our mother and son can't finish this rice and noodles, uncle move half, I will move in the spring of next year, these are not needed." ”

"This ...... No! No, rice and noodles are precious things, or not!" Uncle Zhang shook his head again and again.

"Brother Zhang, what kind of kindness you have been taking care of our mother and son in the past four or five years, how can it be measured by rice and noodles? If you don't accept it, you will look down on our mother and son" Zhang's mother came from a slightly annoyed voice in the room.

Uncle Zhang smiled, scratched his head honestly, and threw the rice noodles on the ground from the courtyard wall.

"Cake! I haven't eaten bread for a long time!" Looking at the oil cake in front of him, Zhang Bairen's eyes were full of memories, as if the last time he ate oil cake was in his previous life.

"Go and give you Uncle Zhang and Xiaocao," Zhang's mother glanced at Zhang Bairen.

Zhang Bairen put the cake and soup in the basket, got up and wrapped it in a cotton coat, and came to Uncle Zhang's house.

Compared with Zhang Bairen's family, Uncle Zhang's house is almost the same as a pig's nest, no wonder Zhang Xiaocao was raised so black and thin by Uncle Zhang.

However, since the marriage, Zhang Bairen has raised his fiancée every day, thinking about the girl's development plan, and wants to feed his daughter-in-law to be white and fat.

Goat's milk and game are provided every day, and if you don't get fat, it will be unreasonable.

"Grunt, grunt"

Looking at the oil cakes and egg soup in front of him, Uncle Zhang and Zhang Xiaocao had a thunderclap in their stomachs, and Zhang Bairen smiled: "Don't look at it, eat it quickly!"

Uncle Zhang poured a bowl of soup for Zhang Xiaocao, poured a bowl at home, and was about to pour it again, Zhang Bairen said: "No, I want to go back and eat." ”

Uncle Zhang was also not polite, and Zhang Xiaocao gobbled it up, looking at Zhang Xiaocao who was eating with an oily mouth, Zhang Bairen smiled and said, "Is it delicious?"

"Xiaocao eats oil cakes for the first time, and Xiaocao will eat oil cakes every day in the future" Zhang Xiaocao's words were vague, like a hungry little wolf cub.

For the poor, this kind of polished rice and white noodles cannot afford to eat, especially for people outside the Saiwai.

"Don't eat like this, quickly roll up the mutton and green onions" Zhang Bairen took matters into his own hands and gave Zhang Xiaocao mutton burritos, and Zhang Xiaocao couldn't close his mouth when he ate it.

After a while, Zhang Xiaocao stopped swallowing, clutching his stomach, his face full of pain: "I can't eat it!"

Uncle Zhang on the side is still struggling and working hard.

Zhang Bairen stepped forward, touched Zhang Xiaocao's bulging belly, and rubbed it: "You are greedy, this time it's uncomfortable." ”

"Xiaocao eats oil cakes for the first time, this is the best thing I have ever tasted" Zhang Xiaocao looked at Zhang Bairen with a pair of eyes.

"Don't worry, Brother Bairen will give you oil cakes every day in the future, and I guarantee that you want to vomit when you eat" Zhang Bairen touched Zhang Xiaocao's head.

"The oil cake is so delicious, how can you get bored and want to vomit?" Zhang Xiaocao was puzzled.

"Okay, your father and daughter continue to eat, I'm hungry too, and I have to go back to eat" Zhang Bairen walked out of the door with a smile, returned home, looked at the baked oil cakes on the table, oily and golden, and couldn't help but have a big appetite, and the posture of Uncle Zhang and Zhang Xiaocao reappeared in an instant.

"You eat slowly...... Don't eat it," Zhang's mother blamed.

"It's the first time for a child to eat such a delicious thing, I can't help it" Zhang Bairen devoured and slurred.

Looking at the oil cakes and mutton in front of her, a trace of guilt flashed in Zhang's mother's eyes, tears flashed in her eyes, and she touched Zhang Bairen's head: "It's my mother's incompetence that has treated you badly." ”

"What does my mother say, the grace of nurturing is greater than the sky, and I can survive now, it is already a gift from my mother" Zhang Bairen stopped swallowing and said with a straight face.

"Don't be verbose, eat it!" Mother Zhang glared at Zhang Bairen and wiped her eyes: "My son is now promising, which is the happiest thing for my mother." ”

There is no taste in the New Year's Eve outside the Saiwai, except for those men in the military camp, there is nothing to see, but Zhang Bairen has one more heel worm by his side, Zhang Xiaocao follows Zhang Bairen all day long, even if he is shepherding.

The north wind outside the plug was surging, Zhang Xiaocao shrank in Zhang Bairen's arms, Zhang Bairen tightened the cloak on his body: "You girl, tell you to be at home, you don't do it, just come along, this time you will suffer." ”

Zhang Xiaocao didn't say anything, just stuck in Zhang Bairen's arms.

What can Zhang Bairen say?

"The years are not forgiving, I am now five years old, and this girl is also four years old" Zhang Bairen touched Zhang Xiaocao's arm, it is true that a lot of flesh has gained in the past few months, and her body bones have begun to develop.

"Soon! I'm going to see the prosperous Great Sui soon, are you ready for the heroes in that pass? I, Zhang Bairen, want to test the world's heroes with a sword, and ask who is the opponent in the world?" Zhang Bairen's pride burst out, and at this time, the sword intent in his body was affected by his arrogance, and it actually began to grow.

"Brother, is it really fun in the gate?" Zhang Xiaocao said suddenly.

"Of course, when you get to the Guannai, there are countless things that are better than oil cakes waiting for you," Zhang Bairen muttered.