Chapter 3: Mr. Storyteller

"Nonsense. ”

Li Chun scolded, flicked his sleeves, turned his back to the past, and ignored Li Changan.

On the other hand, Li Changan, not only was not frightened by his uncle, but became more and more aggressive, "I was born as a son of man, but I don't know where my father is, and he is not a son of man in vain?"

Li Chun's heart trembled, he never thought that Li Changan would be able to say such a direct word.

Li Chun shook his hand tightly, and finally endured it.

Li Changan's words certainly speak to the hearts of the world, he can be misinterpreted, and he can be questioned, but he can't reveal the slightest bit about Li Changan's personal background.

Seeing that his uncle didn't speak, Li Changan wiped the tears on his face, got up suddenly, and sneered at the figure with his back to him, "You are a liar, and all the benevolence and morality you have on weekdays are fake, fake." ”

When Li Chun heard this, he was furious in his heart, and turned around and shouted: "Presumptuous." ”

Li Changan was yelled at by Li Chun, his thin body couldn't help but retreat, and tears flowed out uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes again.

At this moment, a joking voice sounded outside the door, "It's all old, and you're still angry at a child." ”

The man outside the door sighed softly after saying this.

Immediately afterwards, he didn't ask what the reaction of the two people in the room was, and shouted loudly: "Little Er, serve the wine." ”

Hearing the sound, Li Chun and Li Changan came back to their senses, glanced at each other, and then looked outside the house, under the tea shed, I don't know when someone was sitting.

The man was silver-haired and white-robed, the same age as Li Chun, but his face was good, and he always exuded a heroic spirit between his eyebrows, and he had a bit of chivalry in his gestures.

Li Chun was already in a bad mood, and with this very impolite guy, and with such a good face at his age, he was in a bad mood.

"The old man is a tea shop here, and he only sells tea, not wine. Li Chun replied angrily.

However, the old man didn't seem to hear Li Chun's slightly sultry words, and only heard himself muttering loudly: "The only way to solve your worries is Du Kang." ”

After saying this, I saw the old man slowly take off a very long, very thin and thin burden on his back and put it on the table, and then shouted leisurely: "Little Er, serve the wine." ”

For this guy who was not only rude, but also arrogant, Li Chun really couldn't stand it, and then scolded angrily: "Where is the drunkard, please leave for the old man." ”

"Leave?" the old man smiled and said, "You open a store, I consume, what's wrong?"

Li Chun was angry, really angry.

Seeing that his uncle was about to rush towards the old man, Li Changan hurriedly grabbed him and said in a low voice: "Uncle, don't be angry, go and see Thirteen." ”

With that, he picked up a cloth towel from the table next to him and put it on his shoulder, picked up a teapot and walked out of the house.

"Old man, the shop only deals in tea, not alcohol, I don't know what you drink?" Li Changan poured tea while wiping the table.

"Peach blossom stuffing, Wuliangye, three cups of cool, beauty tip, a mouthful of stuffy, bamboo evergreen..."

The old man said more than a dozen kinds of wine in one breath.

Li Chang'an frowned, he had never seen the wine that the old man in front of him said, at most he had only heard people talk about it.

Just when Li Changan was extremely depressed and didn't know how to answer, the old man's lazy voice sounded again.

"I know, none of these are in your store. ”

Without waiting for Li Changan to reply, the old man continued: "Little guy, why don't you make a deal with you?"

"What kind of deal?" Li Changan replied after glancing at Li Chun in the distance a little timidly.

"Don't you like to listen to stories? I'll tell you a story, and if you think I'm better than the old man in the house, go to town and buy me wine, and if you can't compare to the old man, I'll give you this." ”

Li Changan looked at the big ingot of silver on the table, and his throat couldn't help rolling, Wufeng Tang has not opened for three months, if he can get this ingot of silver, the cost of the store can not only be slowed down, but his uncle and his old man may no longer be angry.

With a decision in his heart, Li Changan also replied directly: "Okay." ”

The old man nodded, then made a throat clearing motion, and then said slowly: "Once upon a time, there was a general who guarded the frontier for more than ten years, and he wanted to go home to see his parents, but he was cruelly rejected by the imperial court, and was criticized by the imperial court, saying that the general was derelict in his duties and disregarded the safety of the imperial court. ”

Later, when the general learned the news of the death of his parents, he sent a letter to the court to return to his hometown, but he was still refused, the general was furious, and the soldiers who had been brought by him for more than ten years were also angry, and overnight, 100,000 troops broke through the imperial capital. ”

"Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety have been in a dilemma, and filial piety has been praised from generation to generation, but it is unbearable for parents to be fine, but it is difficult to endure the matter of father and mother!"

As soon as the old man's voice fell, he only heard a bang, and the teapot in Li Changan's hand was shattered.

At the moment when the teapot shattered, Li Chun also ran out.

Li Chun was about to ask what was going on, but he saw the old man sipping tea as if nothing had happened.

On the other hand, Li Changan on the side, the whole person was stunned and motionless.

Li Chun slowly walked to Li Changan's side, opened his mouth and asked with concern, "An'er, what happened?"

"The dilemma of loyalty and filial piety?

Li Changan muttered.

"An'er..."

Li Chun began to have some worries.

Li Changan ignored his uncle, but instead turned his eyes and stared at the old man, "I know who you are." ”

"You're Mr. Storyteller. Li Changan added.

The old man didn't answer, just smiled slightly, and continued to sip the tea in his cup.

At this moment, Li Chun was not calm, I saw that his eyes kept moving back and forth between Li Changan and the old man, and the doubts on his face were also a lot thicker in an instant.

"An'er, what's going on?" Li Chun asked.

Li Changan still didn't answer his uncle's question, only to see a smile gradually bloom on his little face, which was originally full of loss.

Immediately afterwards, under Li Chun's surprised gaze, Li Changan bowed to the old man with a solemn face: "Old man, I don't know if you are here, I hope you will forgive me for my previous neglect." ”

When the old man heard this, he slowly put down the teacup in his hand and said with a smile: "Are you sure you don't recognize the wrong person?"

"The boy is fortunate to listen to the story of the old gentleman for three years, although you always wear a mask every time you tell a story, but your voice has long been imprinted in the boy's heart. ”

Hearing what Li Changan said, the old man no longer pretended to be mysterious, and nodded with a smile.

Seeing this, Li Changan was already unspeakably happy, and hugged his fist at the old man again, "Old gentleman, wait a minute, Thirteen will go to the town to buy you wine." ”

After speaking, Li Changan didn't wait for the old man to speak, and he didn't care about his uncle's reaction, he ran away, shouting as he ran: "Old man, I will be back soon." ”

Before the words fell, Li Changan had long since disappeared...