Chapter 42: A Steady Begging Life

The next day, when the sun reached his buttocks, Yuan Chongshan was awakened by the sound of pedestrians who came to Tiger Hill to play, maybe Yuan Chongshan was really tired,

He was curious or disdainful in the eyes of the tourists, packed the black tiger skin blanket, limped down the tiger hill, when passing the sword pond, the water of the sword pond was still so clear, the stone of the thousand people was open, the immortal pavilion was long, the visitors were all pleasing to the eye, the clothes were noble, there were sons, there were young ladies, there were literati, there were ink scholars, there were dignitaries, there were Han family students, there were rich merchants, there were pawns.....

Anyone is much more noble than Yuan Chongshan,

He is not the original Yuan Chongshan, he is useless.

Yuan Chongshan thought that no matter what, he first had a place to live, he limped, carried the package around looking for an uninhabited house, walked for a long, long time, thirsty to some people to ask for a bowl of water, hungry begging for some food, sometimes people will be blind, sometimes it is the sympathetic gaze of others,

Yuan Chongshan put down his face, and there was hope for survival.

He didn't know how long he walked before he came to the ancient town of Mudu in Shishan.

At the foot of Lion Mountain, he found a dilapidated house that no one had lived in for a long time, which was a single-family house with mud walls.

There were still some broken tables and chairs left, and nothing else,

Yuan Chongshan cleaned up and built a bed with two wooden planks,

From now on, this dilapidated house will be his home,

He went to a small village called Hengjing, about two miles away, and begged for some food and vegetables.

Come back and have a meal,

He lay on the wooden bed wrapped in a black tiger fur blanket and fell into deep thought.

He didn't know what happened to Liu Yun,

He endured torture and humiliation,

What about Liu Yun? Are you waiting for him, or is she already warming the quilt for others in other people's quilts, enjoying the delicacies of the mountains and seas with others, and wanton clouds and rain with others?

Yuan Chongshan's heart tingled,

If he hadn't been plotted by his cousin Lei Yi,

Maybe he was riding eight tall horses and taking his entourage to the prefect's mansion in Hangzhou, and Liu Yun's family proposed,

Maybe the two of them have already worshiped the church and eaten the wedding wine,

Receiving people's congratulations and blessings,

He was holding Liu Yun unscrupulously in the clouds,

gave birth to a child and lived a happy life,

However, there are no ifs in life.

As soon as he thought of this, Yuan Chongshan's heart was tingling, he felt very decadent, and his heart was numb: Liu Yun, where are you?

This kind of spiritual pain made him very decadent,

He even lay on the bed and refused to get up.

He thought about Liu Yun, he thought that if he held Liu Yun for a good time regardless of everything,

He wouldn't have the pain he has now,

He lay in bed for two days, and when he was hungry, he got up.

Fortunately, his house is next to Lion Mountain, and there is a clear spring flowing into his yard on Lion Mountain, and there is a water trough made of bamboo okazi.

He took the pot of water with a gourd,

I took a sip, and it was green and sweet.

His heart is numb, and in order to survive,

He found a broken basin from the room,

made a cane out of a bamboo, limped to five miles away, begging in the downtown area of Mudu Ancient Town,

He put the rag in front of him, found a rag and sat down on the ground.

Some rich people or good people or little daughters-in-law went back to him and threw a few pennies into his basin,

is pitiful, although the silver is not much, but it is enough for his expenses, enough for him to eat a few steamed buns a day, drink a little wine, and have some surplus.

Of course begging is the territory of the beggars,

He also took advantage of the situation to join the beggars, how can people under the eaves not bow their heads,

He made some friends from the beggar gang.