"This is a long story, do you know that this head catcher has a sister named Zhang Qianlian?"

"I know, didn't I marry Sun Yuanwai's family in Sun Zhuang more than ten years ago, I heard that this Sun Yuanwai and Chen's shopkeeper are still close friends. ”

"Yes, but the world makes people, the grandson and his wife went to the lake last month to visit the scenery, and both fell into the water and died. ”

"What! I haven't heard of this, could it be that this matter has something to do with Shopkeeper Chen?"

Let me say slowly, this Chen Qianlian married into Sun Yuanlian's family and had a son, Sun Yuanwai loved Chen Qianlian's mother and son very much, and did not take any more concubines. When the child was thirteen years old, he suddenly contracted smallpox and died. Later, this Du Yuanwai wanted to have another child, but the couple was already not confused, and after so many years, they have not been able to have children again, and both of them feel hopeless. Saying that, he picked up the wine glass on the table, moistened his throat, and continued: "The shopkeeper Chen and Sun Yuanwai are friends, and one day he took a child to Sun Yuanwai's house, the child is eight years old, fatherless and motherless, is an orphan, Chen shopkeeper said that the two might as well adopt the child, so as to continue the incense." ”

Qiao Slender interjected at this time: "Brother has heard about this, hasn't the child been adopted!"

Li Shi originally didn't want to listen to the two of them, but every sentence came into his ears again, and he was also interested at this time. Wang Fatzi took a sip of tea and said, "This is the matter, do you know where this child came from?"

"I don't know, I haven't inquired!"

"This child was originally a member of the Nanzhao family, but because of the continuous floods, both parents died, and there was such an orphan left in the family. Later, the rest of the people in the village left their homes to beg for food, so they took the child out with them. After half a year, he was transferred to Yizhou, Hebei, perhaps by God's favor, the child was adopted by a local family surnamed Fang, who had been in the cloth business for generations, and had married a wife at the age of eighteen, but had no children. ”

"Then how did this kid get to our Youzhou, could it be that Yizhou also had a natural disaster?"

The Fang family adopted the child, and they lived happily, but who knew that the good times would not last long, and in the spring of the second year, the Fang family and his wife had a labor problem, and in January, they died one after another. Chen shopkeeper and the Fang family do not know whether they are relatives or friends, after getting the letter, they also went to Yizhou to worship, at that time the Fang family's wealth has been divided up by the clan brothers and others, the child is only seven years old, and he has only been in the Fang family for a year, and he has no one to take care of him. What's more, the Fang family thinks that this child is a disaster, and the Fang family and his wife died suddenly because of this child, so there is no one to take care of them. ”

Speaking of this, Wang Fatzi drank another glass of wine, and seemed to sympathize with the child, sighed and said: "Shopkeeper Chen is kind-hearted, and he can't bear this child to fall into the streets, so he wants to take it back to Youzhou to raise him. But the shopkeeper Chen has two sons and a daughter in his family, and after bringing them back, the family treats each other coldly, and his wife and concubine beat and scolds him at every turn. Shopkeeper Chen thought about it again and again, and decided to find a new home for the child, and Sun Yuanwai lost his son in old age, and there was no incense, which was the most suitable choice, so he took the child to Sun Yuanwai's house. ”

"It turns out that there is such a paragraph, this child is really pitiful, but what does it have to do with Zhang Zhutou today?"

Wang Fatzi shook his head, took the chopsticks and gently tapped the plate on the table and said, "Why don't Brother Qiao understand? Now that Sun Yuanwai and his wife fell into the water and died, the head catcher is all blamed on the child's head, and he thinks that he killed his sister and brother-in-law. The Sun family has not known about this child's parenting, and the shopkeeper Chen did not say it at the beginning, but now Zhang Zhutou knows about it from somewhere, and he is angry with the shopkeeper Chen and the child, and he comes to the Renyi Inn every day to make trouble, and the shopkeeper Chen is helpless, and he doesn't know where to hide in the past two days. The child was only eight or nine years old, and he heard that he was beaten by Zhang Zhutou and sent to the White Horse Temple in the east of the city, and finally did not lose his life. ”

"Shopkeeper Chen deliberately concealed this matter at the beginning?"

"Yes, the shopkeeper Chen himself doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, and he is afraid that Du Yuanwai will know that he has concerns, so he concealed the matter, only saying that the original adoptive parents were over the age of six, and they were weak and weak and died of illness, but in fact, the surname Fang in Yizhou was not yet forty. ”

"Hey, Shopkeeper Chen is really not worth it, he did a good deed, but in the end he betrayed his notoriety, but then again, Shopkeeper Chen was wrong to hide the child's parenting at the beginning, it really shouldn't be. Qiao said and shook his head. Li Shi heard that he felt pity for this unknown child, but he lamented that he had lost his parents three times at a young age, which was a great tragedy, and he couldn't help but think of his deceased father and shed tears.

Li Shi picked up the wine glass on the table and drank the rest, stunned for a while, and chanted: "The person who is the lily is the curtain, and the bandit is artemisia." Mourn my parents, give birth to me, and work hard. The knotweed, the bandit Yiwei. Mourn my parents, give birth to me and work hard. The bottle is gone, and the shame of Weiwei. The life of the fresh people is not as long as death. There is no father, and there is no mother. If you go out, you will be a shirt, and if you enter, you will be in the middle. My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed to me. Raise me and raise me. Take care of me, return to me, and go in and out of my belly. If you want to repay the virtue, Haotian is reckless. The South Mountain is fierce, and the wind is blowing. The people are not careful, and I am the only one who does no harm. The law of the South Mountain, the wind of the Ferver. The people are not in the valley, and I am alone. ”

This is a poem in the "Book of Songs", written in memory of parents. Li Shi has been reading since childhood, and has long memorized the "Book of Songs", and he has burst into tears at the end, Yang Zhiqing listened quietly, although he didn't know what he meant, but he listened sadly, and his eyes couldn't help but moisten. Sentimentally, he picked up the wine jug on the table, poured a glass, and was about to drink it, when suddenly a voice said: "No father, no mother." If you go out, you will be in a shirt, and if you enter, you will be in a hurry!hey! Sad, sad!" It turned out to be the man in white, I saw him pick up the wine pot and glass, walked to Li Shi's table and said, "Two little friends, can you have a drink together." Li Shi hurriedly stood up and said: "I can't ask for it, but I'm not good at drinking, I'm afraid that I will sweep Mr. Yaxing." The man in white said, "It's okay, the old man drinks and enjoys himself!"

The three of them filled their wine glasses, and the man said: "The little brother actually cried when he heard the suffering of others, there is really the style of the ancients, I admire it, and I salute the little brother." In fact, half of Li Shi's tears were because he remembered his life experience, drank a drink, and sighed: "It turns out that Mr. also heard the words of the next table, and the younger generation remembered his deceased father, and he cried with sadness, and Mr. smiled." The man in white was stunned for a moment, not wanting that the other party was also an orphan, so he said angrily: "No wonder, no wonder! But the little brother is already an adult, so there is no need to send someone under the fence." On the contrary, this child, who is only eight or nine years old, is difficult to stand on his own, otherwise why should he be so at the mercy of others, Changting travels and eats. ”

These words were not loud, but Li Shi was shocked when he heard them, as if he had turned over a five-flavor bottle, and secretly thought: "This child is young and has no one to raise, and now he is being sent to the White Horse Temple, and I am eighteen years old, how can I stand on my own." The man in white saw Li Shi stunned, thinking that he thought of his parents again, and couldn't help but feel restrained, and his drinking feelings were also light.

The three of them drank a few more glasses, and Li Shi reported to his home and asked for the name of the man in white, who had the same surname as Li Shi, and his name was reversed. After about a pot of wine, Li Shi was blushing and bare-necked, already nine points drunk. Although Li Yanxuan drank a lot of alcohol, it was very indecent to get the other party drunk at the first acquaintance, and he excused himself from the discomfort and left.

Li Shi was carried back to the room by Yang Zhiqing in a daze, and lay down for a while, only to feel dizzy, occasionally vomiting, tossing and turning, and unable to sleep. Half a sound, simply got up from the bed and walked out of the store. At this time, it was just past dusk, and there were still sparse pedestrians on the street, who were walking on their own, and three young men came over, one of them stepped forward to stop Li Shi and said: "Little brother, please stay, do you know where there is an inn?" Li Shi turned his head and pointed: "There is a Renyi Inn not far ahead, take you over." The man said, "Then there is Brother Lao." The man seemed to be the head of the three, and the other two were not tall and followed behind them with two burdens. When they arrived at the inn, the three of them thanked Li Shi and were about to go upstairs, when one of them said, "Brother Yuan, it's good to have some wine and food." The leader glanced at his companion: "I still need wine and food, the money given by the master is not much, we still have hundreds of miles to go, don't save some flowers, do you want to sleep in the wilderness?

Although Li Shi didn't go out for a while, his mind was much clearer, his alcohol strength was slightly reduced, and his chest and abdomen were no longer so uncomfortable. Lying on the bed again, he suddenly remembered the three occupants just now, and said secretly: "Two of them are about the same age as me, although they have no wine and meat, they are always self-sufficient. When Jingfeng Dao Chang died, Zhiqing once said that the Hengshan faction had not accepted male disciples, if I arrived in Hengshan, Zhiqing's master would not accept me, or let me switch to other sects, wouldn't it be like Sun Yuanwai's adopted son, let people kick around, and look up to people. Even if he really became a disciple of Hengshan, there was only one man in the door, and others would not be ashamed to laugh. Li Shi gradually felt annoyed, thinking of the poor child for a while, thinking of the many inconveniences of going to Hengshan for a while, and thinking about how to practice martial arts to take revenge if he didn't go to Hengshan. The clues are complicated, and it is even more difficult to sleep, so I simply open the quilt, sit cross-legged on the bed, and carry the true qi of the dantian, and the half-pillar incense kung fu is convenient for the circulation of the body.

Li Shi is getting better, and his troubles are also put aside. It is necessary to be quiet in practicing qi, and it is difficult for ordinary people to practice quietly if they are upset, but Li Shi can practice to calm his mind, which is really beyond the reach of ordinary people. An hour passed, I was refreshed, my mind was clear, I thought about it for a while, took out a pen and paper, dipped it in thick ink, and left a message to Yang Zhiqing. After writing the letter, he put it on the table, picked up the package, and left the inn overnight.