Now Nan Jian and Ren Siyun sat in the gorgeous sedan chair carried by the eight big men who had just come in at the Kelaiwang Restaurant, and traveled all the way north; Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Brother Nanjian," Ren Siyun couldn't help but ask on the way, "Where are we going?"

"Giethoorn Ridge. ”

"Giethoorn Ridge!" Ren Siyun asked puzzledly, "is it a small town or a village?"

"It's a village like a small town," Nanjian took her hand and looked at her affectionately, sighed, and said leisurely, "In this village, there is a friend I met when I first came out of the rivers and lakes. ”

"Then the relationship between you must be very deep!" Ren Siyun said with a smile as he looked at him.

Nanjian nodded, "Yes," he said, "at that time, I didn't understand anything when I just left the house, but the house leak happened to rain overnight, and in the snowy days, the thieves took away the only dozen or so money left on my body. In this way, I became a man with no relatives and no money. ”

"It seems that Brother Nanjian is also a person who has tasted the hardships of life. Ren Siyun looked at him affectionately and said.

Nan Jian shook bitterly and smiled, "Yes!" he sighed and said, "The past is unbearable, it can be said that this person we are going to meet, he is my first friend when he first entered the rivers and lakes, and he is also a very good teacher!"

In this world, in the days of snowfall, there are always some people who are suffering in misery, and when the cold wind blows, the young man's green shirt is too thin to bring a trace of warmth to his body. Fortunately, he is also a person from a martial arts family, and the true qi in his body can block the cold air in the sky for a while.

The most terrible thing is that the money bag on the person's body is stolen by pickpockets on the journey; it stands to reason that with his wit and skill, such a thing should not have happened! However, for a young man who has just set foot in the rivers and lakes, it seems to be excusable.

For not only did he know who had stolen his purse, but he had also seen her snatch it like a rugby ball and run away, after all, every newcomer is always full of pity and compassion. He thinks that this money bag, she has reason to need it more than he does.

So, why is that?

He had just seen a dilapidated house in front of him, and was about to rush in to take shelter from the snow, but he did not want to, but someone had a preconceived notion that he could only be a passer-by in front of the house, but as he passed by the ruined house on the side of the street, he casually glanced back, and saw an unkempt female beggar, presumably of the same age as himself.

She was serving a sick woman in a dilapidated house, and the woman was yellow and thin, as if she was about to die, and the tattered cotton wool covering her body could not only stop the chill of the snow outside. It was as if there was still a little damp dampness that had drained the patient's last remaining body temperature, and besides, her stomach was empty, and her hunger was more unforgiving than the cold wind and snow!

After all, most of the rich people in the world tremble when they see the poor! And they hurriedly close the door for fear of contracting the disease of poverty!

And when the young swordsman walked through the broken house, the mother, who was lying in the corner with her mouth open and about to close, accidentally choked on the cold water in the broken crockpot handed by her daughter!

Then her girl began to weep bitterly, "Mother," she cried, "I will go and beg for food for you now." With that, she put down the broken clay jar, hurried out the door of the broken house, and rushed into the empty street where the snow was falling.

As soon as she went out, she saw the one walking in front of her, holding an ancient sword with a pine pattern in his hand, and wearing only a green shirt that his mother had woven for him when the spring flowers were blooming, but his waist was so straight that she could not see the slightest coldness in him from the surface.

Moreover, her eyes were very sharp to see that there was a brown money bag hanging from his waist, although the money bag was a little embarrassed, but she was still convinced that it contained the life-saving money she longed for!

She hesitated for a quarter of an hour, looked at the deserted street, looked at the snow-like sky, thought about her dying mother, and therefore she struck - where was the pickpocket, it was clearly a hard robbery! She rushed over, grabbed the shriveled purse he had tied to the waistband of his trousers, and ran away, and she stumbled in her panic because the snow was slippery. However, a kind man helped her up.

However, in her panic, she had no mind to see what the benefactor who had lifted her up from the snow looked like, and so she ran on with great excitement and joy in her heart. And, thinking, being a pickpocket turned out to be so easy!

But if she had just looked up at the man who had lifted him up from the snow, she would have been ashamed of herself now, and she would not have had such a strange thought, because the man who had been involved with her was the same young swordsman whom she had robbed of his purse!

In this way, the weather was freezing, the ice and snow, this young swordsman with a pine pattern ancient sword in his arms, walking endlessly on the snow; because, the last dozen or so money on his body just now was also snatched away by the reckless female snitch, he can only starve now, watching the smoke from other people's chimneys, thinking about the happy times of eating and drinking spicy food by his parents' side!

I don't know how many streets and alleys he walked, and then he came to a noodle restaurant with a very hot business! Obediently, on a snowy day, come to a bowl of hot noodle soup, sprinkle a little spicy oil, stir it slightly with chopsticks, and then bury your head in your mouth, what a pleasure it is!

The noodle shop seemed to be crowded with customers, coming and going, and at this time, it may be because he was too hungry! This young swordsman actually followed the guests and walked into the noodle restaurant unconsciously. When he heard the little second brother of the pavilion greet him:

"Guest officer, what kind of noodles to eat!"

But he didn't seem to have the courage to walk out of the noodle shop. He watched the guests around him hula hula sweating profusely, smelling the aroma of the noodle soup splashed with chili oil, and *******swallowing the bowl of noodle soup in his throat and pouring some spicy oil on it!" After a long time, he replied to the little second brother in front of him who was looking at him quietly. However, after saying this, he was taken aback again! His heart became very worried, as if this bowl of noodle soup was not eating noodle soup, but let him be tormented like a pan of oil!

When the noodle soup came, he ate it very slowly, almost using up a noon and an afternoon! Of course, he could not realize the deliciousness of the noodle soup with spicy oil, as if it was not noodle soup that was stuffed into this mouthful, but snow water and straw falling from the sky, as well as cow dung. Moreover, in his noodle soup bowl, it was already frozen, and white lard was floating, like water lilies floating on the river, one by one, but at the moment he could not see the slightest beauty, only endless bitterness and endless sadness. (To be continued.) )