Due to the heavy snowfall overnight, the streets were covered with snow, the vendors did not come out to set up their stalls, the streets were quiet, and even there were few pedestrians. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

As usual, the escort team patrolled in groups and in an orderly manner, during which Zhang Jiuding was stopped and asked some very strange questions, such as where he was last night, what he was doing, and whether he appeared on such and such a street!

After not getting the answer they wanted, they let Zhang Jiuding go away viciously, and then they continued to patrol with their necks bent, and when they met someone, they would ask as they had just asked.

Later, Zhang Jiuding learned that it turned out that just last night, an old man was murdered for money, and his lonely corpse was lying in the alley, his body was stiff, and some were blue, and the thick snow covered him.

In this regard, Zhang Jiuding could only sigh deeply, and then walked forward.

Zhang Jiuding was very cold, the weather was really bad, snowflakes the size of goose feathers fell straight on Zhang Jiuding's head, and even fell into his neck, that trace of coldness, so that Zhang He couldn't help but shiver.

He felt that the place that summoned Zhang Jiuding was about to arrive.

He walked all the way from the bustling streets, and the Yanbian path became bustling and monotonous, with old houses and clay roads. There are sparse dead trees, and birds that have frozen to death, but unfortunately Zhang Jiuding doesn't know what kind of bird it is.

I don't know how long it will take, it's too cold this day, Zhang Jiuding feels that he can't walk anymore, even if his hands are in the warm sleeves, he is still frozen unconscious, and the cold wind gets into the gaps in his clothes, which is a kind of clammy cold, no matter how thick he wears, he will feel a kind of cold!

Just when Zhang Jiuding wanted to find a place to shelter from the strong wind first, light a warm bonfire, and warm his body before leaving. Suddenly, I realized that there was no road ahead.

There was a hut standing there, and it seemed warm with smoke from the smoke.

Zhang Jiuding's eyes immediately lit up, yes, this is it!

He can be sure that the place that has always attracted him is here, this moment seems to have forgotten the cold, with excitement, he can't wait to run to the hut, Zhang Jiuding stood in front of the door, the cold wind made him shiver again, just as Zhang Jiuding was about to knock on the door, the door was slowly opened.

A man who seemed to be only in his twenties, wearing scholar's clothes and a scholar's hat, looked like a little gentleman, he stood behind the door, revealing a small gap, and glanced at Zhang Jiuding lightly, as if he had already known that someone was coming.

Zhang Jiuding stretched out his hand that had already been frozen, and said, "Hello, I ......"

"Come in and talk about it!"

He was very rude, not only interrupted Zhang Jiuding's words, but also did not return the salute, just opened the door through a crack, turned around and walked into the stove room, it seemed that the smoke was rising from here.

Zhang Jiuding stood at the door with a little embarrassment, this was the vent, although the door was closed, but the cold was still scraped unscrupulously.

"Sir is in the back room, go over by yourself!"

His voice came from the stove room, Zhang Jiuding nodded, hugged his arms and hurriedly trotted over.

Entering the back room, the steaming heating is blowing in the face, the fire is in the center, I have to say, the ancients are worthy of the ancients, using the bamboo pole, hollowing out the center of the bamboo pole, using this as a ventilation pipe, so that there will not be too much smoke in the room.

After coming to the back room, Zhang Jiuding didn't see anyone, but just now the little gentleman said that Mr. was in the back room and went over by himself.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jiuding rubbed his hands, knelt on the futon, stretched out his hand to the fire, and couldn't help but secretly say, "Could it be that they already knew that I was going to be here?"

When his body was warm, Zhang Jiuding got up and looked at the interior of the house.

There are only two rooms, this is the living room, the bedroom is on the left side, there is no door, the curtain is used, and a person is lying in it, he sleeps very soundly, and his slight snoring can be heard in the living room.

The door of the living room was opened, and the little gentleman walked in with steaming rice porridge, he glanced at Zhang Jiuding, and saw that Zhang Jiuding was standing in front of the bedroom door and looking at the bedroom, and suddenly he was a little unhappy, and his eyes were not kind and said: "What do you mean by this? Don't you know etiquette?"

When Zhang Jiuding heard this, he didn't dare to slack off and hurriedly made amends: "I have no intention of offending, I hope Mr. Xiao will not blame." ”

Then Zhang Jiuding honestly walked back to the fire, kneeling quietly on the futon, after all, there is a purpose for coming here, that kind of inexplicable attraction, it is no accident, the ancients paid attention to etiquette, but they ignored this point, fortunately, the man just snorted coldly and walked into the bedroom gently!

"Sir, sir, it's time to get up and eat. ”

With the call of the little gentleman, the man on the couch finally woke up.

"Sir, the water for the washing has been prepared. ”

The man nodded and washed his face with hot water.

Zhang Jiuding quietly leaned back and saw the little gentleman holding the salt water and handing it to the man, after he took it, he held it in his mouth for about two or three minutes, and then spit it in the empty basin on the side, and then took the salt water in his mouth and rinsed his mouth several times.

The man looked at the living room, Zhang Jiuding quickly retracted his leaning body, only to hear a slightly low, but very magnetic voice sound: "There are guests at home?"

"Yes sir!"

"Well, let him go. ”

What the?

Zhang Jiuding paused for a moment, originally thinking that he would come out to entertain him, at least he would ask who you are and what you are doing here.

But he never thought of driving people directly, and before Zhang Jiuding could think about it, Mr. Xiao had already walked in front of him, his face was still indifferent, but the look in his eyes was not what a young man should have, this time he was much more polite, his hands were folded and he bowed slightly: "My husband doesn't want to see you, please go back!"

Zhang Jiuding stood up, a little dull, so his face was a little not good-looking, but he sincerely looked at the bedroom: "Sir, I feel that this place seems to have a summoning meaning for Jiuding, so I have been looking for this place early this morning, and I hope that Mr. will see me for a ......."

"Alright, Your Excellency, please go back!"

Zhang Jiuding's words interrupted, Mr. Xiao pushed him, walked to the gate, opened the door, and made another gesture: "Since my husband is not willing to entertain guests, I hope that Your Excellency will not force it, my husband has a strange temper, whether he treats guests or not, it all depends on his mood, Your Excellency's luck is really not very good, and my husband has not been in a very happy mood in recent days." ”

"And when will your husband be willing to entertain?"

Although Zhang Jiuding was kicked out of the door, he still did not give up and asked, maybe the little gentleman saw that the sincerity on Zhang Jiuding's face was not fake, and reminded Zhang Jiuding: "Tomorrow, maybe tomorrow!"

"Okay, okay, then I'll come back tomorrow!"

After Zhang Jiuding smiled with joy, he left here, and once again against the strong wind, his finally warm body was like an ice cellar again.