Tonight's vigil is Jiang Fan and another outer disciple.
In the middle of the night, seeing the master getting up and going out, the two of them glanced at each other without making a sound.
It was the first time for Jiang Fan to live in such a long-standing old house.
What's in the old house? Hmm, old furniture, voles, foxes, birds, insects, ants, damp and musty smell...
Even if none of these are there, there will always be something.
remember.
This is Master's hometown.
The house must be filled with memories of the past, both pleasant and unpleasant.
Jiang Fan stood up, walked outside the door and stretched.
A little bit of whiteness slowly fell in front of his eyes, and he stretched out his hand to catch it.
"Hey, it's snowing in Beifu City right now."
The outer disciple behind him yawned: "It doesn't have to be snowing, it might be the snow on the distant mountain that was accidentally blown by the wind."
Jiang Fan stood under the eaves and waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for the second snow to fall, so he had to admit that what he said was justified.
After a busy day the next day, Mo Chen took a few people out to do some shopping, and the rest stayed behind to do the cleaning. There are not many of them, and there is no need to clean out such a big house, as long as two or three adjacent yards are sorted out, enough to live in.
Xiaodong was very quick at doing the work. Jiang Fan originally said that he and his younger brother would get together, thinking that Xiaodong probably didn't know how to work, and besides, he didn't have much strength. As a result, after the whole morning, Jiang Fan was ashamed, and had to admit that the younger brother was much more experienced than him in this matter. Before working, Xiaodong found an old clothes to put on outside, and also found a cloth towel to cover his head and face. In addition to the bamboo broom, I also found two long bamboo poles as spares.
Jiang Fan was puzzled at first, but when he started working, he realized how necessary Xiaodong's preparations were.
Because when Xiaodong entered the house, he tied the bamboo pole and the broom together, and swept up the dust on the roof and beams.
Sweeping the ashes from high places is not a problem for Jiang Fan. The younger brother is not as good as him, but the method he can think of is very effective. What's more, the ashes were swept down and scattered... Jiang Fan first waved his sleeves and fanned, and then realized that it was still useless, so he ran out with his head in his arms.
Fortunately, he ran fast, otherwise he might end up in disgrace.
After sweeping the ashes from the beams, doors and windows, Xiaodong found a rag and dipped it in water to wipe it. After all these were done, he began to sweep and mop the floor.
After half a day, Xiaodong not only cleaned the house, but also made the small yard outside the house look good. There are two trees planted in the yard outside, the name Xiaodong cannot be named, although no one has taken care of them for many years, the trees have not died, but they have grown a bit too wild, with thick green leaves layered on top of each other, and there is a branch Even the roof tiles were damaged in a large area.
Jiang Fan watched Xiaodong skillfully smooth out the weeds in the cracks between the bricks, and even grabbed the corners of the eaves and climbed onto the roof, tidying up the displaced tiles and putting them back together.
After being tidied up like this by him, the small courtyard suddenly took on a new look, and it didn't look like it had been vacant for many years and no one took care of it.
Jiang Fan smiled, stood on the ground and raised his head and asked, "Is it done? Come down."
Xiaodong replied, "That's all right."
Anyway, everyone came up, Xiaodong also cleared the weeds on the roof by the way, stood up and patted the ashes on his hands.
Originally, he wanted to go down here, but when he stood up straight, Xiaodong was stunned.
Standing on the roof can see far away.
It was already dark when I came here yesterday, and I had been wandering around the house and yard just now, until now, Xiaodong didn't realize how big the house is. The gray roof tiles are connected one after another, and the courtyard in the distance is shrouded in gloomy mist.
Jiang Fan called him from below: "Come down when you're done, do you want some hot tea?"
Xiaodong quickly responded, "Leave one for me."
When Mo Chen and the others came back at noon, no matter what, they always had to buy some pots, pans, rice, noodles and vegetables. At noon, I ate a hot meal. For some reason, Xiaodong found that he couldn't finish the fried bacon in his bowl. At first, his master gave him two slices, and he buried himself in the bacon. After eating rice, when I looked up, I found that there were two more slices of meat in the bowl.
Two slices, two slices, and two slices, this meat seems to be inexhaustible.
In the end Xiaodong quit, and retreated while protecting the bowl: "Don't hold the vegetables for me anymore, I can't eat anymore."
Senior Sister Linglong ignored him, and picked up two pieces of meat for him by the way: "What you eat these days is like cat food, no, it's like bird food, your face is so skinny and fleshless, hurry up and eat more to make up for it." .”
Jiang Fan also asked Mo Chen: "Brother, do we still have tonics? Give Xiaodong two medicines to drink."
Is he thin
Xiaodong himself didn't feel it.
As for the flesh on the face... He raised his hand and touched it, as if the face was thinner
It should be because of the rush for several days, and it should be fine to get a few more sleeps once you settle down.
Xiaodong remembers that when he was with his uncle in the past, whenever he moved or hurried on the road, he would always lose a lot of weight.
He didn't notice it himself, but everyone else saw it. Mo Chen also took out a bag of fruit from his sleeve and handed it to him: "I saw it outside just now, so I bought two. See if the snacks in Beifucheng are suitable for your mouth."
The senior brother quietly gave him a small stove.
Xiaodong was both happy and a little guilty. When he took the paper bag, he instinctively turned his head to look.
Seeing his demeanor like a little mouse stealing oil, Mo Chen wanted to laugh, so he held back.
Xiaodong opened a corner of the paper bag, pinched a piece and put it in his mouth. Before he tasted it, he nodded repeatedly: "It's delicious, it's delicious." While nodding, he took out another piece and handed it to Mo Chen's mouth: "Brother, you eat too."
Mo Chen was suddenly stuffed with dim sum. He doesn't like to eat this kind of food that is too sweet, but seeing the earnest expression of his younger brother, he asked: "Is it delicious? Is it delicious?" He had to follow him The words should be: "delicious."
Xiaodong happily licked the powdered sugar on her fingertips, carefully put the snacks into a basket, and put the basket into the cabinet.
"What did you do this morning?"
When Mo Chen asked this question, Xiaodong pointed his fingers and said about the work he did in the morning, his eyebrows were beaming, and he looked like "I am very capable and ask for praise", and finally said a little puzzled: "Master's family must have had a lot of people back then? It is so big. How many people can live in your house?"
"Maybe." Mo Chen told him: "Master is not willing to mention the past, so don't ask me any more, remember?"
Xiaodong nodded quickly: "I promise not to ask."
Mo Chen could still trust Xiaodong's guarantee. Junior brother is not a person who doesn't know the importance, sometimes he is even too sensible.
"Brother, where did you go this morning? Is it lively outside?"
"It's very lively." Mo Chen said, "When we came here yesterday, we didn't walk on the main road, and it was getting late. Beifu City is very busy during the day. After you settle down, I'll take you out for a stroll."
"Where do those capable people like the city lord live? Is it far from here?"
This question is a bit childish.
Mo Chen said with a smile: "It's quite far away. Most people can't get close to the city lord's mansion, and most people can't see the city lord. But there is an opportunity recently, and I will take you there to open your eyes."
In the next few days, all the disciples of Huiliu Mountain were resting. Senior Sister Linglong couldn't stay idle, she walked around all the places in the house, and came back and said that there was a big flower garden in the house, and she brought back a lot of flowers.
"I'll plant one in your house too." Linglong said, "Take care of the flower garden, and you can plant some elixir in it."
In terms of age, Xiaodong should be curious and active at this age. But I don't know why, but Xiaodong is reluctant to go out, and only walks among the few yards where they live temporarily, and doesn't go to places a little farther away.
He couldn't say why.
Every time he saw those closed doors and windows and the silent courtyard, he always felt a little awkward.
not afraid...
An indescribable feeling, he didn't even dare to stare at those places for a long time, he always felt a little uncomfortable.
He was very curious about Beifu City outside the gate.
They also dealt with outsiders in the past few days. Some people brought charcoal and fresh vegetables to them. Although these people also lived in Beifu City, they were all ordinary people. For people like Huiliu Mountain who seem to be cultivators at first glance, there is an instinctive awe, and they dare not speak too much, and leave quickly after giving away things and collecting money.
However, from their mouths, some recent news from outside can also be heard.
I heard that many people have come to the city recently, from south to north, and they are all people with great abilities. Some inns and empty houses in the city are almost full.
Xiaodong remembered the news he had heard before.
These people are all here to elect a new city lord, right
I heard that Song City Lord's old injury has relapsed, and it is difficult for this City Lord to hold his position anymore. It is imperative to elect a new City Lord.
What the big brother said about watching the fun also refers to this.
"How will the new town be promoted?"
Jiang Fan smiled and said: "Well, anyway, we don't want to compete for the city lord, just to watch the excitement. I heard that the Song City lord has been the city lord for decades. It seems that three or five people were elected at the beginning, but everyone didn't." Hands-on martial arts competition hurts the peace, discussing Dao and martial arts together, and later the others were elected to be convinced by the Song City Lord, so they voluntarily withdrew, presumably because Song City has both virtue and conduct... "
Linglong sneered at the side: "Nonsense. There are so many people with good morals, why don't others become city lords? In the final analysis, it depends on one's ability. With virtue alone, the city lord will become a city lord, and others are not convinced by what I say. , Among the people who were elected at the beginning, City Lord Song's kung fu must be the top one."
If Jiang Fan didn't stand up to her, he couldn't stand up to her anyway.
He sought approval from Mo Chen and Xiaodong: "Senior brother, junior brother, do you think kung fu is more important or virtue is more important? If you have talent but no virtue, if you become the city lord, don't you want to harm the people of this city?"
Mo Chen said: "City Master Song has a heart of justice, and his character can be regarded as honest, which is also recognized by his colleagues."
Xiaodong nodded in agreement: "Eldest brother is right. But ability is also very important. Otherwise, why would the city lord of Song Dynasty not be able to be the lord if his old injury relapsed? It can be seen that everyone is unwilling to obey without ability." (Unfinished to be continued)