Chapter 22: Alive
The little girl was carrying a basket of dishes, which was used to celebrate with the deacon. happened to see Huang Yi walking out of the door, his heart was happy, and he shouted: "Brother Huang." ”
Huang Yi was in a daze. I heard someone screaming, and my voice was excited. When I turned my head, it turned out to be a little girl. It's just that the original cheerful, cheerful voice. Seeing Huang Yi's depressed appearance, he put it away. A look of concern.
"Little girl, you said, what are you busy all day for?" Huang Yi asked looking at the little girl's clear eyes.
I had never found it before, but it turned out that the little girl's eyes were so clear. Like a wave of flowing water, it takes away impurities. It looks like a stream flowing down from the mountains, so you can see the bottom of the stream at a glance. This is a manifestation of no secrets, as innocent and simple as yourself. Huang Yi believes that the little girl's eyes are as clear and pure as hers. She doesn't lie to herself.
He didn't like the feeling of not being able to see the bottom at a glance, he hated the deep eyes. I always feel that there are too many secrets hidden under the abyss. It's like the eyes of the deacon, the eyes of Master Mi.
"Why?" Seeing Huang Yi ask this question, the little girl was also stunned. After thinking about it for a while, he replied, "I don't know, maybe it's just to live." ”
Yes, alive. Isn't everyone working hard to live? But because of his own words, thousands of lives were gone. The more Huang Yi thought about it, the more blocked his heart became. Grabbed a pot of 'Du Kang Brew' from the little girl's basket, took a sip, and walked outside the martial arts hall.
The little girl was a little worried and wanted to call. But I heard the deacon's voice coming: "Little girl, don't bring in the wine and food." ”
Huang Yi drank a lot of alcohol. Beer, shochu, cocktails, wine, rice wine...... I have never drunk this ancient brewed sake. The alcohol content is not high, at most comparable to wine.
Huang Yi was drunk. Maybe it's because he's in a bad state, and he's particularly easy to get drunk. Or maybe he wants to get drunk himself. Some people, if they want to sleep, a bed will do. Some people, if they want to get drunk, a sip of wine is enough.
Stumbling, like the walking dead. Huang Yi walked out of the Yangzhou Martial Arts Hall, walked through the pavilion, and walked across the bridge. As soon as I got off the bridge, I was hit head-on. It turned out to be a beggar in a clumped basket.
Huang Yi staggered and stood unsteadily. Reaching into his arms, he grabbed a handful of copper coins. Reach out to the beggar.
Huang Yi thought that the beggar would take the money. Then I was full of joy and thanked myself for a thousand kindnesses. Who knows, ushered in a sentence: "Brother Tai... What do you mean by that? Do you think you're going to treat me like a beggar?"
"You... No... Really?" Huang Yi looked at the beggar drunkenly. Look horizontally and vertically...... Still a beggar.
"You ......" The man was a little angry, but he also felt that there was nothing to argue with a drunkard. Then he said to himself: "The world is not good, and the law and order are corrupt." It's all those damn robbers and bad history that got to where we are today. ”
Huang Yi was drunk, but he was not drunk. casually asked: "Since you have fallen to such a point, why do you still insist on living?"
"Why are you alive? The body is skinned, and it is received by its parents. has worked hard outside for many years, of course, so that the elders in the family can live a good life. If his parents are not dead, how can he have the right to speak lightly about life and death?" The man felt that Huang Yi despised him and felt that he was not qualified to live. So he replied angrily.
Huang Yi's body was shocked, and he was drunk. Thinking of the second elder of Cuishan Village, I felt ashamed. Although people are not their biological parents, they treat themselves as their biological children. has the grace to save his life, and it is not bad to say that he is a reborn parent. And he swore that he wanted them to live a good life.
Look at yourself now. But how can he be worthy of the second elder who is looking forward to his return in Cuishan Village? Huang Yi tightened his mind. A warm current swirls around the heart and conveys throughout the body. When the wine is gone, I feel that my mood has improved.
"I'm really sorry, I was a little confused before. Under Huang Yi, I took the liberty to ask...... The gentleman seems to be a learned person, why did he end up in such a situation?" asked Huang Yi.
Seeing that Huang Yi seemed to be much more sober, the man's tone was much better, and he sighed: "Hey! A few days ago, some pretty good fabrics were imported from Cuishan Port. So I finally scraped together the money and approved those goods. I want to sell some silver taels in Yangzhou, and I can return to my hometown in fine clothes. Who knew that on the way to Yangzhou, he was robbed by robbers in Yuhang!"
Huang Yi was taken aback and asked, "Then, can you report to the official?"
Zhang Bao sighed again: "After coming to Yangzhou, I went to find the official uncle as soon as possible." I thought I might be able to get those goods back. But they took all my money and possessions. But they allied with those robbers and beat me severely. Now that he is penniless, he owes a lot of debt...... I haven't eaten for a few days, so what kind of face do you want me to take back to my hometown......"
Huang Yi sighed that the original collusion between police and bandits has always existed since ancient times. I was unfair: "What happened to Mr. is sympathetic! These people are simply lawless." Go back, take me to those robbers, and I'll find a way to help you teach them a lesson. It would be nice if I could get things back. But, before that, I'll help you find some food. Otherwise, your body will not be able to hold it up in the first place. ”
Zhang Bao saw that Huang Yi was full of horizontal meat, capable and concise. I think it's a chivalrous warrior. Hurriedly spoke: "Thank you, brother." ”
Huang Yi took Zhang Bao to the guest inn where he knew 'Lao Ji'. As soon as I entered the door, I heard Lao Ji's rough voice shouting: "You rabbit cub, what are you doing here?
In this era when the people are not well fed and clothed, Huang Yi's exaggerated figure is still very annoying. Basically, if you see it once, people may not remember your face, but they can't forget your good figure.
"No, no, old man. Don't see me like you see an enemy. Your bowl of fried rice is twenty taels, how dare I afford to eat it. I'm here to help people this time!" Huang Yi smiled all over his face, and his impression of this black-faced and kind-hearted old man was still good.
"So...... Such a ......" Huang Yi told about Zhang Bao's experience, saying that he just wanted to make a bowl of porridge by picking up some rice.
Lao Ji glanced at Zhang Bao and felt that he was not lying. With a wave of his sleeve, he said, "I didn't think you also had a little conscience, so I'll lend you one." But I'm going to say it, if you make my kitchen dirty, you'll be in good hands. ”
"Hehe......" Huang Yi looked at Lao Ji's pretentious posture, and smiled: "I know that you are the best......!"
"But...... I want to eat sweet potato porridge. Zhang Bao suddenly interjected.