Fan Qiteng left, in a special mood of happiness, and asked the guy to add a portion of salted beans to each table before he got on the horse.
The other people who ate got up and saw Fan Qiteng turn into a smaller figure, with envy, not only that Fan Qiteng could loan more money, but also that he actually met Zhang Xiaobao yesterday, and also from Zhang Xiaobao's hands. Get a way to make wontons.
"Xiao Ba, come to a bowl of wontons." Dou Qiong shouted at the buddy, and didn't mention any treats for others. There was still money for a bowl of wontons.
The old man who took his grandson away from his hometown was still in a trance. He rushed all the way and heard many people talk about little treasures and cuckoos, but he has never felt so real in front of him. What is the loan
"Grandpa, it's delicious." The old man's grandson ate the steamed buns and looked at the half-bowl of hot water left. After all, he did not endure the temptation of another bowl of food. He chose not to drink water and eat another bowl. The result was never After eating wontons, he was instantly overwhelmed by the deliciousness of wontons, and shouted to his grandfather.
The old man glanced at his grandson who ate wontons. He didn’t worry about the little things that would last. Don’t think the little things are seven years old this year, but the appetite is not small, and he came all the way, with less oil and water in his stomach. It's on par.
What made the old man stupefied was that he hardly knew the country he had heard of before. Because of the remoteness and the border between the two countries, the old man and the people who are similar to the old man actually have no sense of belonging to Datang. Anyway, there is no official government, and it can be said that they belong to any country.
To say that what I feel most deeply is what happened soon after my grandson was born. I used to get out of the mountain every two or three months, cross two rivers, and walk down the last river for half a month. The local people change salt to eat.
The price was very expensive at the beginning, and I have long been used to it. After the grandson was born, he occasionally went down to exchange with other people in the "village", and found that the salt was cheaper, and it was no longer black and whistling salt. Delicate, another very cheap one is with a little black color and large grains.
Then I heard people say that we should continue to the east and find work there to make more money. The son and daughter-in-law went out. When they went out, the grandson was three years old, and he had never seen each other for four years.
I took my grandson to find out. I planned to beg all the way. But since I met the first government, the way of living on the road was different. People who came and went were dressed in good clothes, and they also got money. The government gave it and asked for it. It's very simple. Ask your grandchildren to report their names, tell where they live, and then put their handprints on three pieces of paper that you don't understand, and keep one of them.
After that, the yamen gave the money, and some people told me how to go, but unfortunately, because I never came out, I took the wrong path and took a big circle, and the money was spent and was helped by others all the way.
Anyone who meets pedestrians on the road will listen to them. They hear them very well, but they are not complete. The deepest feeling is that the people in the yamen are stupid, and they give the money according to their fingerprints. People who meet on the road are generous and don’t care about asking their grandchildren. Both eat.
I have only heard people talking until today, and there are people who invite me to eat wontons in an apology, and I feel the most. I exchanged things with others for wontons when I was young, and the taste is still unforgettable.
Standing at the table, the old man felt as if he was dreaming, waiting for others to sit down again, the grandson once again yelled to himself that the bowl was delicious, then he woke up suddenly, sat down again, and took a ravioli with a spoon and put it next to his mouth. Blow gently twice and eat in the mouth.
A strong smell of meat immediately filled the old man's mouth, and after a sip of the hot soup, the old man's wrinkled face showed an indescribable smile.
"Use a spoon." The old man corrected his grandson's way of eating wontons with chopsticks, and began to look at the people around him, feeling that everything in the world had changed.
"Lao Zhang, would you like some wine?" Dou Qiong asked, having poured a bowl full of wine and brought it over.
The old man grinned and said, "Say, I'm relieved, I'm always afraid that others will lie to me, saying that the statement that Yizhou City arranges a school for the little baby in Yizhou City is false, and the things that I do to find a job in Yamen are false."
The old man didn’t refuse someone’s invitation to drink, but talked about something else. He worked very hard along the way and didn’t know much about Datang. After listening to others, when meeting people, he always mentioned it inadvertently. It is to see other people's reactions to confirm what the people said before, one is to show that they are familiar with Datang, so as not to be bullied.
Many times when sleeping on the roadside with my grandson in my arms at night, I would be awakened by any movement. If it weren't for a grandson to take care of, I wouldn't be able to survive it with my own old bones.
Dou Qiong's words that seemed like mumbling and liberating made Dou Qiong for a moment, and he realized what was going on with the old man. It is estimated that he must be cautious and fearful along the way, going out, afraid of being bullied and being deceived, it's normal. Thoughts.
But Dou Qiong suddenly realized that for a long time, he hadn't felt the same as an old man. It seemed that it was yesterday when he had the same thoughts, and it seemed to be very far away. When did he start
"Yizhou... Logistics Camp?" Dou Qiong muttered while standing at the table where the old man was.
The old man stretched out his hands full of blue veins and calluses to take the wine carefully, took a sip, and clicked his mouth twice. The two missing yellow teeth were exposed, and he praised: "Good wine, what Yizhou logistics camp? "
"It's nothing, it's just an army that existed before and used to give things away in temporary battles. It also has it now, but with two fewer people, it's not the same as before."
Dou Qiong shook his head vigorously, trying to shake away the thoughts that had arisen in his heart, and casually explained to the old man, he toasted and smiled.
"Giving things? To the army? Oh, old man, I know, before I came out, there were a lot of people on the other side who gave things away. There are few animals to give away. They are all people they find from other places. They are similar to us. They have a hard time. They are like the army, but they can’t fight. The logistics battalion is called... huh."
The old man has his own little calculations, and at the same time has the more obvious minds of many simple people, and try to show that he understands as much as possible. It is different from the old guys who surround Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan all day, those old guys. It's all human beings, so people can't guess what's in their minds without guessing.
The inviting person interjected: "What does Mr. Zhang mean? The logistics battalion can't fight? Haha, if the Yizhou logistics battalion can't fight, there will be no strong army in the world. I don't know how the army elsewhere is famous, Yi The prestigious name of the state logistics camp was piled up with bones."
"Whose bones are you using?" the old man asked unconvincingly.
"Ours." The other person in the small team said, but the expression on his face was very flat.
The person who heard his voice was immediately embarrassed. Obviously, if he could say this, he must be from Tubo.
"The leader of the army is the name you have heard many times along the way, Cuckoo Cuckoo. The one who cooperates with her is another name, Xiao Bao. The evil cuckoo Cuckoo is a smile, ruthless Xiao Bao, killing people without seeing blood. "The person who answered the conversation followed, and the words fell, and he couldn't help but shudder.
The old man was stunned. He drank a sip without knowing it. He was overwhelmed by the drunkenness. He asked inexplicably, "Didn't you say that he is doing good deeds? The government should help the people so that the children can read, why? Killed the master?"
Another member of the original Tubo team said: "They only help the people of their own country. Just like you, you recognize that you are the people of Datang, and you will be helped if you press your fingerprints. If you don’t press the fingerprints, your grandparents and grandchildren will be starved to death on the road."
The old man was also frightened. When he pressed his fingerprints, he didn’t think about other things. When he asked him to press him, he would press him. Anyway, his grandparents and grandchildren were penniless and would never be sold. They were worthless. Such consequences.
"You were beaten by them and killed a lot of people, and then you pressed the fingerprints?" The old man asked guessingly.
"The number of people who died in the war is actually not too many. They add up to 100,000. The real dead person is Xiaobao's extinction plan. Later, we discovered that he was not merciless at all, and our king agreed, so we surrendered. After that, life started to get better, and I knew what else was playing back then
Who is it? It was planned to dig the Yangtze River, and the digging place was the place where Juanjuan Xiaobao and their father was an official at that time. "
This person obviously didn't hate Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan, but instead hated the people who made plans for Tubo at the time.
The old man didn’t have this in the things he heard along the way. He couldn’t keep up with the other person’s thinking. After hearing that, he asked, "Who is their father?"
"The third-ranking member of the Korean Central Committee, Zhang Zhong and Zhang Yongcheng, the Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, tell you that you don’t know how old it is, but it is very big, much bigger than the biggest official you have ever met. The biggest official you have ever met wants to see him. It also depends on luck, even if there is no chance in a lifetime."
Dou Qiong helped explain that in fact, he didn't know before that the officials in the capital were too far away for them. They didn't seem to live in the same world. Now there are more newspapers, and there is a detailed introduction of official positions, including grades and functions. People who didn’t buy that issue of the newspaper were asked to help copy it. Those who knew the word would take it out and read it, and those who didn’t know would find someone to read it.
And when I recite it back, I have something to say when I chat with people. No, I can tell people who don’t know today. It looks very knowledgeable.
The old man looked up to think about it, and sighed: "So there is a good father."
"My husband, you are wrong to say this, but it is also right. They can't be born without a good father, but our thoughts on them have absolutely nothing to do with their father. To say something disrespectful, their father is dead. We should live a life, but if they die someday, alas, I dare not think about it, I really dare not think about it."
Dou Qiong patted the old man's shoulder, and said with a good look.
"Grandpa, no, no meat." At this moment, the old man's grandson actually ate up the whole bowl of wontons, even drank the soup, raised his head and talked to grandpa, still wanting to eat it.
"Don't eat the little guy, eat it again to break your belly, Xiaoba, is there any dried fruit, get some for the little guy and let him grind his teeth."
Dou Qiong knows that the little guy is addicted to eating, and eats fast. He didn't notice that he was full for a while, but after a while, he would feel full. Pasta and meat digested faster than rice, but there was also time. It’s better to eat something. dried fruit.
"There are no dried fruits. There are fresh fruits. Last year, Sinong Temple helped to cultivate the fruits of the old apples. My master planted a batch of them. They have been preserved and they are still intact. Let me eat them."
Xiao Ba, the guy, has a good attitude towards his grandson and grandson. He treats them both as Tang people and as people who have returned to their natal family for the first time, trying to make each other feel the warmth that belongs to the family as much as possible.
So after speaking, he ran back to the house, took out an apple and a plate of boiled broad beans, which were his snacks, and put them in front of the children and the old man. The broad beans were used for drinking.
The old man was very embarrassed. He took a big advantage today. He raised his brow and asked Dou Qiong, "Little brother, how much are today's things worth?"
"It's not worth any money, just like the old Zhang just told the little guy. When he has something to do, he can help others. It just so happens that we will go back to Yizhou, and we will go together later, and take care of each other. Xiao Ba, take you Rent a mule cart from the stall, and we will deliver it to you directly when we turn back. Our mules are also tired, so let them rest and take them on the way."
Dou Qiong decided to do good people to the end. This time he made a lot of money. It doesn't matter if he spends a little bit, he feels comfortable.
The little guy didn't care about the adult's affairs, took the apple and took a bite, and Meimei ate it.
The old man lifted the sleeve of the burlap clothes to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, and drank two more sips, speechless for a while.
At this moment, an eagle screamed from high in the sky, attracting everyone to look up.
"Shuiyun!" One person said in surprise, "What is Shuiyun doing now?"
When the voice fell, the ground began to tremble, and then there was the sound of horses' hoofs, and there was a large group of military horses in the area where they hit Yizhou City. "Iron" is written on the flag in front of the horse.
Everyone stopped all their movements and watched in shock as the cavalry team rumbling past. After a long time, the old man patted his chest first and said: "I thought it was coming to kill, it's terrible."
Dou Qiong took a deep breath and said, "It's probably killing people, but it's not killing us. I haven't seen anyone who should be killed along the way? How come Shuiyun and the Fan Metro Riding Camp were sent out?"
"It is estimated that there are many people hiding nearby, otherwise General Shui Yun will not be dispatched." Another person guessed.
"Then, that beautiful white eagle is a general?" the child asked excitedly.
"His name is Shui Yun, my general in Datang, very powerful. Other eagles can't beat him. With him in the sky, he is absolutely ruled." Xiao Ba introduced with a grin.
The old man thought a lot and asked, "Are you going to fight the army that transports things? I, I have someone who can handle things and say, there are other things in their team, which is very powerful. Who can help me find someone? ?"
"Lao Zhang, you didn't lie? Are you telling the truth?" Dou Qiong did not expect that this old man would also have intelligence. It is impossible to trouble Xiaobao and the cuckoo when he is okay, but with military intelligence, it's easy. Can see.
After asking, seeing the old man with a determined look, Dou Qiong quickly ordered Xiao Ba: "Quickly give us a set of cars, my mule will let it go first."
Xiao Ba nodded vigorously: "Okay, I'm right now, there are horses on my side, I'll watch your things, and go quickly."
Not long after, Dou Qiong threw down the goods and mules, each riding a horse, guarding the mule cart, and carrying the grandfather and grandson to Yizhoucheng at the fastest speed.