I suddenly wanted to write about those who are no longer in the rivers and lakes.
Just like Xu Xiao is destined not to be a first-class master, the short-lived protagonist who appears in this chapter is also destined not to become a land sword immortal.
A small place has a small place, there is a little bit of liveliness, there is a New Year's atmosphere, the dusk in the first month, no matter how stingy the door is also hung up with festive lanterns outside the door, the city is noisy, some people kick the bottle and kick the cylinder, some people break the boulder in the chest, some people pretend to be ghosts and spit fireworks, and some people play the trick of jumping ropes, every somersault can win countless applause from the bottom, and some children are stretching their necks and looking at it obsessively.
A young man wearing a brand-new gray squirrel skin coat walked to the market, his steps were limping, one hand held his shoulders to protect him from the wind and cold, and the other hand hung down his sleeves, he looked up and squinted at the rivers and lakes juggling on the rope above his head, slowly lowered his head, and saw the faces of the children below, several of them clenched the bamboo and wooden swords that their father sharpened for them, the corners of the young man's mouth curled, how could he not feel like this when he was a child, he felt that it was a powerful light skill of stepping on the snow without a trace, and I still remember running blindly with a bowl when I was a child, Bumped into a hero who didn't frown when he smashed a sledgehammer on the belly bluestone slab, chased and beat the local scoundrel, was robbed of the money, not to mention, he was spit on his body, at that time he would be indignant, and he would be puzzled, how could such a martial arts master, and he would not fight back Then five or six years ago, he couldn't stand the sarcasm of his sister-in-law's cold-eyed neighbors, so he took the wooden sword he cut out, and went to the Jianghu that he thought was the rivers and lakes, walked around, and couldn't bring anything back, the only valuable leather coat on his body, It was bought with broken silver borrowed from others, and what made him even more helpless and resigned to his fate was that most of them couldn't pay back the money.
I haven't eaten pork, I've always seen pigs run, and the down-and-out young people don't have the heart to watch the juggling tricks in the bazaar, staggering out of the crowd, a few groups of young ladies are embarrassed to get into the crowd, and they are also afraid of being rubbed by the scoundrel man who has been single for many years, and they all saw this shabby man with a broken leg, and they hurriedly frowned to avoid it, he muttered something, they couldn't hear it, guessing that most of it was some vulgar words that took advantage of the mouth, and there was a spicy woman with a lot of fat powder on her face, Forked waist snorted heavily at this unproductive prodigal, and said that if you can't control the dog's eyes, you will break your other dog's leg.
The young man didn't seem to dare to talk back, so he walked like this, walked dozens of steps, and stopped, I don't know if he was tired to rest, or planned to get up the courage to go back and say a few words, but he never turned around, there was a kind little lady who was a little more graceful, and she happened to see him bending over and turning his back to them, she gave birth to some unbearable pity, and felt that the female companion next to her seemed to be talking too heavy, and the spicy woman just applauded the clever guy who turned the rope upside down, and looked back to see the woman of the same age next to her looking at the lame, To add insult to injury, even if that guy climbed the rope, he would only be a golden rooster.
Except for the graceful little lady, the rest of the women burst into laughter, and for some reason, it was the young man who heard this and made fun of him, straightened his waist, turned his head and grinned, and his teeth were particularly white in the twilight.
The spicy woman took his smiling face as a provocation, took a few steps, feigned anger and said that the dead cripple hurry up, see that the guy who is looking for teeth all over the ground hurriedly turned around and trotted away, with one shoulder high and one low, and they covered their mouths and laughed more than once.
Only the little lady who didn't follow the coaxing from beginning to end turned her head slightly.
The young man walked for more than an hour at night before he came to the familiar and unfamiliar village, where there were a few cypress trees at the head of the village that the old people said were to keep feng shui, and if a family had a dead cat, they had to come here to hang it.
There are dense vines clinging to it, and every autumn will bear full of a kind of fruit called crow spleen, the children have finished cutting the rice, caught the frogs in the stream, and the frogs in the field, they will come here to pick the fruit to satisfy their hunger, and the older village children with more strength can always pick more.
The young man looked at the small village, which was no more than forty or fifty households, crouching under a cypress tree, and did not dare to take another step forward.
There are faintly lit dim lights in the village, he squatted against the cypress tree, he was stubborn when he was a child, his father and mother left early, his brother was busy working in the fields, no one was watching, he often climbed the cypress tree, sat on the branch and looked into the distance, when he was a child, the elders in the village scolded him for not being a good seed, and sooner or later he would go out and be broken and his leg would come back, and the brother at home often laughed at him that he came to an old beggar when he was a child, and almost abducted him, and when he said this joke, he always smiled extraordinarily brightly, In the past, when he heard this joke and sounded calloused, he would always get angry, and he would be impatient to talk back, and his brother would always want to rub his head apologetically, and when he grew up, he never let him succeed.
Since the sister-in-law entered the house, XG's simple brother, who doesn't smile much, is getting less and less able to laugh.
He tapped his head back against the cold bark of the cypress, stretched out his left hand and rubbed his cheek, rubbing and rubbing, and a whimper came out between his fingers.
In the past, I was young and ignorant, but no matter how lazy I was, I couldn't survive the deliberate chatter when my sister-in-law handed over the rice bowl, and I could still go down to the field to give my brother a hand, but now I want to help, and where can I be diligent He stood up, shrugged his right shoulder, wiped his face, no matter what, he had to tell his brother that he was still alive, and then tell his sister-in-law that he couldn't live with her all those years.
Then I went to the town to ask for a job of serving tea and water, most of my hands and feet were wasted, but I still have a smiling face that smiles when I see people, and I don't want a copper coin as long as the scraps are cold and filled, and I beg the shopkeeper with a dead face, and if I can't change it, most of them can still ask for it, but it really doesn't work, which family has a stupid and ugly girl who can't get married, and it doesn't matter if he comes to the door.
He walked into the village, the bluestone slabs under his feet are still those bluestone slabs, the thatched toilets built next to the stone roads in the village, are still the same old ones, and the winter is still not as stinking as Xia Ri, I remember that when I was a teenager, I liked to hide in the dark, and caught the thin-skinned girls of the same age to sneak into the latrines with their skirts, and then threw stones into it, listening to their screams and scolding, and the elders of their families picked up the burning bamboo tube and rushed out to beat people, everyone was a village woman and a fool, and they couldn't scold anything crepe, Anyway, it was just a few words, he was very playful at the time, and his skin was almost as bad as the stinky hard bricks in the latrine, where would he care about this.
He knocked on a door.
A thick voice came from within: "Who?"
He whispered, "Me." ” I'm afraid that even he didn't hear clearly, but soon a rough-looking man hurriedly opened the door, no shoes, casually put on a coat, saw him standing at the door, and suddenly his lips trembled, such a barefoot went up the mountain to chop wood, and the soles of his feet were cut out of the bone blood groove and did not see a man who shouted pain, just hugged the young man outside the door, and cried hoarsely, how could he not stop crying, as if he was afraid that the young man in his arms would turn around and leave, turn his head, no matter how he could not straighten his waist on the side of the villagers, But the man who wants to face the most in front of his cub doesn't care if the child sleeping soundly on the bed hears his cry, and shouts loudly: "Yanmei, my brother is back, my brother is home" A woman also got dressed in a panic, ran out quickly, and saw this unfortunate little uncle who had been scolded by her many times, in the end, she couldn't control her tears, and muttered repeatedly: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back" The table is still the Eight Immortals table, which my brother bought when he got married, new and bright, and my brother always likes to touch the edge of the table and smirk, year after year, it is getting more and more old, and now the red paint is worn out.
The sister-in-law went to the stove room to make a fire, heated a table of meals, all of which were left over from the Chinese New Year's Eve meal, so the dishes were not full, the small half and the small, after the sister-in-law sat down, looked at the little uncle who was buried in eating, and did not look up when picking up the dishes, and the man next to her seemed to have been struck by lightning, not moving at all, she saw that the little uncle was holding chopsticks with his left hand, and his right hand did not touch the bowl, and he collected his eyelids, followed the line of sight, saw the little uncle's right drooping arm, covered his mouth, and did not let himself cry. failed to return to his hometown according to the promise he had made when he left home, the young man raised his head and said softly: "Sister-in-law, I have worked hard for you for so many years."
Don't worry, if I break an arm and a leg, I will go out to beg for food, and I will not drag my brother and sister-in-law down. ” The man said angrily with red eyes: "What kind of bastard talk about a family, add a bowl, what's wrong with more pairs of chopsticks?"
The sister-in-law also raised her arm to wipe her tears, and sobbed: "It's all my fault sister-in-law, it's my sister-in-law who has no conscience, and she drove you away ruthlessly at that time, your brother doesn't know how many times he has scolded his sister-in-law over the years, and my sister-in-law knows it's wrong." ” The lame man who was about to go to the rivers and lakes with a wooden sword back then, it seems that even the wooden sword was lost, maybe he has suffered a lot, and he is no longer as Ren XG as he was back then, he shook his head and said: "Sister-in-law is also for my good, what's wrong with scolding a few words, not thinking that the family is good, what does my sister-in-law scold me for, it's me a bastard, and I won't be in the future."
Brother, sister-in-law, I know that I can't help at home, so I stayed tonight, and I will go to the town tomorrow morning, do a guy or something, settle down first, don't let myself starve to death, and save money later, I can't spend it, and then bring it to the family, add some small things, so many years, my sister-in-law doesn't even know what fat powder is, it's our family sorry sister-in-law.
Brother, don't persuade me, if I am your brother, let me go to a place not far from home to find a job to do, as long as I have hands and feet, there is no reason to starve to death.
You can do anything, as long as you can support yourself, you will not be ashamed. ” "Sister-in-law, my brother is just stupid, but he is a good person, you are better than anything else."
"It's still my sister-in-law's cooking, I want to eat a few more bowls of rice, my sister-in-law is scolding me to death, hey, I won't have a chance to scold me for being idle in the future."
"Brother, how is this year's harvest?"
"How did my nephew learn in the village school, but I saw that the door was written beautifully, it should be good.
I have to save money quickly, and in the future, my nephew will be admitted to Xiucai, and if he is an uncle, I have to give him a big red envelope. ” Second, after returning from the grave, the young man did not want to let the eldest brother send him to the town, the eldest brother said that he had some familiar shop managers in the town, so that he could ask someone to do something, but the young man just shook his head, in fact, the man who had no incense in the town had to give up, but he still followed the village more than ten miles away, and saw his younger brother turning around and waving his hand in the distance, so he stopped, squatted on the side of the road, and the man's head was buried between his knees, resenting that he had no ability, and he couldn't stand the dead father and mother, and failed to take care of his younger brother. was patted on the shoulder, looked up and saw that his younger brother had turned back at some point, grinning and saying that one day when he turned back, he would open his own wine shop and let his brother drink enough good wine.
After a few days, a small restaurant in the town has more lame legs and legs can be neat shopkeepers, laughing when they meet people, some drinkers laugh at his lameness, he laughs more, some people dislike him for being an eyesore, he also bows his head and makes amends, not to mention, this kid looks cold, but his mouth is full of oil, very pleasing.
Although he didn't solicit a few more businesses for the restaurant, he didn't reduce the deal, which made the shopkeeper breathe a sigh of relief, looking at the shopkeeper with a cloth towel on his shoulder, and it was also pleasing to the eye, this kid is really tough, in order to work in the restaurant, he stood at the door of his house for a night, and he couldn't scold him, if he wasn't afraid that this bastard would freeze to death outside, and cause bad luck in the first month, at first he really wanted to take the broom away, and then he thought about it, anyway, don't want the restaurant to make a copper coin, there are leftovers to deal with the past, and it happens that business is good in the first month, And reluctant to hire more people, so-so promised that poor posterior born to the restaurant to do chores, tried for a few days, the shopkeeper is quite satisfied, over time, with a very handy, there is no plan to let him roll up the cover and get out, meet the unreasonable scoundrel, drink and don't pay and play drunk, this kid comes in handy, push out to the gang of ruffians punch and kick, often everything can be fine, a few times hit miserable, Rao is shopkeeper also can't go, the fortress gave him some scattered copper money, the young man also killed don't, He was content with the keeper's take-in, and he said that he didn't want copper coins.
The shopkeeper is a philistine, no matter how hard-hearted, it is inevitable that he will have relatives, so he asked the master to make him a few dishes with oil and water, so that he can go to the table to sit and eat when he is not long, and he sees that this must have suffered a catastrophe, and he never goes to the table along the pole, but just sits honestly on the threshold of the restaurant, and several dishes and rice bowls are carefully rested on his legs, one chopstick and one chopstick, and eats very slowly.
The town came and went, and with the rumors, the shopkeeper knew that this later life was from a village dozens of miles away, and he was also a bastard who had no interest in the previous years, and he went out to mix for a few years, and when he came back, it was such a bleak field.
The young man in the same village always likes to come here to drink a little wine, so that this shopkeeper surnamed Wen runs errands, and says some mean words about why he has not become the first swordsman in the world, and he does not return the mouth in the later life, but just says some flattering words, takes the initiative to call others brothers, bows his head and makes amends, and smiles and asks you to take care of his eldest brother's family.
There was a swordsman in the town who was said to be a disciple of the Great Gang of the Heavens, and deliberately took off his saber and forced Wen Xiaoer to pick up the heavy iron sword with his useless right hand, saying that as long as he could afford it, the sword would belong to his surname Wen.
At first, Wen Xiaoer refused to take it, and was kicked out by the master of the real Jianghu sect, knocking over several tables, making the shopkeeper feel distressed and nervous, and was taught twice, probably knowing that things are only three, and then the shopkeeper learned to be smart, stood on tiptoe and shoulders, and had trembling hands to lift the sword, but was still kicked in the stomach by the swordsman who was arrogant in the town, scolding and scolding, saying that you are also worthy of carrying a sword, and then the sword hero has no general knowledge with this surname Wen.
The shopkeeper hid next to him, and he could only sigh, but the guy who was usually beaten and could squeeze out a smiling face to send off the guest, that time he didn't seem to have a smiling face, and he sat on the ground in despair, without saying a word, probably in pain.
This guy is not high-spirited, and even said that it is low to the mud, but his heart and eyes are lively, and he somehow invited an old man who told a story in the town, and commented on the strange things that came from hearsay in the restaurant, and the shopkeeper was not willing to spend money at the beginning, and then he couldn't stand the encouragement of Wen Xiaoer's nickname, and the storyteller also said that he could talk three times in the restaurant, and he never thought that in this way, the restaurant business is booming too much, but unfortunately the temple can't keep the big Bodhisattva, and several big restaurants see that storytelling has a miraculous effect, Dig the corner of the wall with a lot of money, and then the old gentleman looked for Wen Xiaoer a few times from time to time, and invited him to drink, the shopkeeper pricked up his ears to listen, and then gradually came back to the taste, it turned out that the stories of Mr.
Storyteller were all gouged from the mouth of the guy, after that, the shopkeeper secretly looked at the next life a few times, thinking that it was probably really a few years out of the bottom of the rivers and lakes, and he didn't practice anything famous when he practiced swords, so he heard some strange things, but the price was too great, a good young man in his twenties, broken hands and feet, can only be a laughing stock after tea and dinner in the restaurant.
His eldest brother came to the town several times, and his later life was smiling brightly, and he only said that he had good food, drink, and good accommodation.
It should be the last snow of the year, the shopkeeper was merciful and rewarded him with a small pot of soju, the snow road was difficult, there were no drinkers, the shopkeeper saw Wen Xiaoer sitting at the door of the restaurant so lonely, lifting the wine, and said heavily, "Xiao Nian, respect you."
Brother, I'm doing well, and you have to be good too."
The shopkeeper couldn't help but smile, yo, and brother What is it called "Xiao Nian".
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