The morning in Baishi Town started with Pan Laohan, who was the first person to go out in the entire Baishi Town. This morning, as usual, he drove a creaking and creaking oxcart as old as him to the outside of Baishi Town.www.biquge.info

The old scalper who pulled the cart was full last night, and Pan Laohan also fed it a roasted sweet potato with his wife behind his back. "It's so old, let's sell it. If you die, you can't sell it!" the old woman of Pan Laohan's family always complained to him like this.

After a lifetime of hard work, how can I bear to send it to the slaughterhouse. Pan Laohan thought so. The broken cart pulled by the old cow swayed for a moment.

Pan Laohan hurriedly stopped and scolded the old cow who was pulling the cart, and climbed down the broken car tremblingly. The morning after the snow was so cold that the breath turned white.

He hurried to the back of the ox cart to see if the night incense was spilled on the cart. There are two wealthy and powerful families in Baishi Town, both of whom are harmonious. However, the door of the Lingyi Hou family is not easy to speak, if the night incense is sprinkled on the street, especially if it is close to the Lingyi Hou's mansion, he will definitely come back to find trouble with Pan Laohan.

If you are light, you will inevitably break a little fortune, and serve a meal with good wine and meat. In the worst case, he will be whipped up. Pan Laohan is now careful to send night incense, lest it be spilled. Even if it is a night incense, it has to be far away from the Lingyi Hou Mansion. I'd rather take a long detour.

"Didn't spill it!" said Pan Laohan to himself, he carefully inspected the carriage, and as he walked around the broken ox cart, there was an extra man in black on his ox cart.

The ox cart that poured the night incense had to be poured out of the river outside the town before the people got up. The scent is poured into a large septic tank by the river and fermented, which is then used to water the vegetable patches by the river. Pan Laohan also has a small vegetable patch by the river, and after pouring the night incense into a septic tank, he went to his own vegetable patch along the way. Now it's freezing cold, and there is nothing to eat at home. There are still dozens of radishes in the vegetable field before the heavy snowfall, and if you get a few back today, they will not freeze in a few days.

As usual, Pan Laohan carried a few turnips and drove the empty ox cart back to Baishi Town. Soon the town of White Rock was lively. After Pan Laohan parked the ox cart inside his dilapidated house. The vegetable sellers, the people who rushed to the market, crowded Baishi Town.

When he woke up, he found himself lying in a low straw shed, the roof of which was covered with snow, and from time to time melted snow water appeared from the roof, and the place where Xiao Dezi lay was the only place here that was not wet with snow water.

This straw hut is a night watchman's hut built by vegetable growers, and every year when the watermelons are ripe in the summer, those who grow melons come here to keep vigil. It's not just badgers, sometimes people come to steal watermelons. There were many such night watchman huts built along the river. In the winter, when no one takes care of it, it will soon leak rain, and some will collapse. By the time the following summer comes, the Night's Watch will repair it again.

Xiao Dezi was lying in such a night watchman's hut that was about to collapse, and the cold wind howled outside the house. The inside of the house is not much better. The thatched walls were ventilated on all sides.

In the center of the hut was a fire, and on the opposite side of the fire sat a green-shirted swordsman. Xiao Dezi struggled hard, trying to see the person's appearance clearly.

"Don't move, you're freezing when I find you. There are roasted sweet potatoes under the fire, and they are ready to go. A warm voice came out.

Xiao Dezi squeezed hard towards the edge of the fire, and suddenly a charming fragrance emanated from the fire in the hut. Of course, Xiao Dezi knew that this was the taste of sweet potatoes, and this question was too familiar.

Grunting, Xiao Dezi's stomach screamed uncontrollably.

"I'll have to wait a while, it's not ripe yet. The fragrance became stronger and stronger, and Xiao Dezi felt that he must be hungry if he was so weak now. Although there were blood stains all over his body, those were all shed on Xiao Dezi when he was lying on the snow and pretending to be dead.

From the beginning of smelling the fragrance to the time when the green shirt guest pulled the roasted sweet potatoes out of the fire seemed to be as long as 10,000 years, Xiao Dezi tried not to think about the roasted sweet potatoes in the fire, to think about some happy things, to Xu Fatzi to take him to see the peach blossoms, take him to drink, and take him to listen to Xiaocui singing.

"If you can eat, sit up by yourself!" he sighed, and the aroma of sweet potatoes seemed to disappear. Xiao Dezi used all his strength, he wanted to see if his sweet potatoes were still there.

A palm-sized sweet potato suddenly appeared in Xiao Dezi's hand. The slender sweet potato gives a warm feeling when placed in the palm of the hand. Xiao Dezi broke the sweet potato in one hand, revealing the pink sweet potato flesh inside.

With a snap, a dry branch hit Xiao Dezi's wrist.

"If you can't eat a hot sweet potato in a hurry, if you don't want to be burned, let it be cold before eating. ”

Xiao Dezi was stunned for a moment, tears flowed down, he turned over and knelt beside the fire, kowtowed to the green-shirted swordsman, and said, "Thank you for saving your life." ”

"A man has gold under his knees, how can he kneel down to people at every turn? You're just cold, you're hungry, you're just baking a fire, and you're just going to have something to eat. The eyes of the green-shirted swordsman are like stars, attracting Xiao Dezi's attention all the time.

Xiao Dezi felt that he lowered his head and did not dare to look again. "Dare to ask the name of the hero?"

"Chu Yunfei!" The ancient sword scabbard in the left hand of the green-shirted man was mottled, and it looked like it had been some years. And he has always kept the sword in his hand, and this alone makes Xiao Dezi admire.

"Young Master Chu, help!" Xiao Dezi kowtowed three more times on the dirt floor of the hut, and his forehead was stained with mud.

"That's why, you just have to eat sweet potatoes to get better. I've just seen it. Although there is a lot of blood on your body, it is not left by you. You weren't hurt, you were just frightened, plus you were chilled on a night like this. As long as you eat a good meal, it will be fine when your body warms up. Chu Yunfei said slowly.

"I have a friend who has been captured by a man in white, and they will definitely kill him. Xiao Dezi remembered the corpse on the edge of the official road last night, and his whole body trembled.

"You've been like this yourself, and you haven't forgotten your friends. It's kind of interesting!" Chu Yunfei said. "Get up first, it's not good for you to kneel on this ground for a long time. ”

Xiao Dezi was unmoved, he still knelt in front of the fire. His right hand reached into his bosom and fumbled for it. After a while, he took out something and held it in the palm of his hand.