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    Xiongcheng has the prosperity of Xiongcheng, and remote towns also have the excitement of small towns.  This small town located in the southeast of Liyang has always been far away from the flames of war. If it were a time of peace and prosperity, it would not be a problem. However, there are some signs of chaos and chaos in the city, so this place seems particularly peaceful.  There are some villages named after their surnames near the town. When it comes to hanging paintings to worship ancestors, they are very impressive. Songjia Village even hung an ancestor portrait of an emperor named Song. Compared with some hanging large statues of the founding heroes or the Spring and Autumn Period  The village minister of the small country naturally felt that he was superior to others.  It's just that the ancestors of Songjia Village were prominent, and several families with the surname Wen in the village couldn't take advantage of it.  In fact, the elders in the village, even those who have read a few days of reading, even if they carefully read the genealogy, still have no idea about their relationship with the Emperor of the Song Dynasty.  I took the small wooden box with me to check the family tree with an old scholar in the town, but he couldn't tell me why. No one expected that it turned out to be the most unmotivated young man in the village, a guy named Wen.  After visiting other places for three years and then returning to my hometown, I categorically said that the reason why people in our village engraved the word Yinchuan on the tombstone after death was very particular. At that time, Dafeng Dynasty was known as  The seed of studying was half born in Yinchuan County, and the Yinchuan Song family was a first-rate wealthy family, producing many civil servants and celebrities. In the last years of Dafeng, he first established himself as a vassal town, and then became the first emperor of the Song family.  The ancestors came from a branch of the Song family in Yinchuan. The origin of the Song family village must have been that after the fall of that separatist power, they kept moving and migrating during the historic manna crossing to the south, and finally settled here.  After the young man surnamed Wen sorted out the context, the elders in the village more or less understood it. Even if they didn't understand it, they pretended to understand it. Listen, it is both the Song family of Yinchuan and the Ganlunan family.  This is such an impressive feat. It can be seen that although our Songjia Village has never had a single child in a hundred years, our ancestors lived a wealthy life, and it must have been because our ancestors were so lucky hundreds of years ago.  , the descendants of future generations have to live in peace, and they are really destined to have no chance of wealth.  The young junior named Wen was originally very unpopular in the village. Unexpectedly, after returning to his hometown with a lame leg, he seemed to be a completely different person.  Working as a busboy in a restaurant in the town, not only relying on his brother and sister-in-law to support himself, he was even able to send money home. What was even more surprising was that the young man also married a virtuous and charming daughter-in-law. He had previously held a banquet in the open space outside the village ancestral hall.  This young lady made many young people named Song look straight at her, regardless of whether they were married or not.

    After the man surnamed Wen got married, he stopped living in a small room in a restaurant. After saving some money, he rented a small courtyard and three rooms in a small town. Except for the one with windows covered with red festive stickers,  A paper-cut wedding room, one small room is used to store sundries, and the remaining room is not empty. The bedding is brand new, and it is cleaned spotlessly by a woman who manages the house well, because her husband said that maybe in the future  His brother would be a guest at home, and he had to have a place to stay, otherwise it would be too shameful. Besides, asking friends to spend money to stay in an inn or restaurant is both foreign and wasteful, and not elegant.  She followed him and felt the same in her heart.  Although her family is not well-off now, she comes from a small family and her family can only be considered well-off, but she is actually a woman with a big heart. When she decided to marry him, no one in her family was willing to agree, and she didn't even have a dowry.  When he came out, she gritted her teeth and didn't ask for anything from her parents. Fortunately, she had gained people's support for a long time. Now she wanted to take him back to her parents' home. Although her parents would show some courtesy, the brothers had more or less solved the problem.  My heart was knotted, knowing that their father would not be able to live up to that face, and it was not convenient for him and his brother-in-law to drink from a large bowl at the wine table at home, but everyone had been to her yard privately, and they did not forget to bring wine and meat. It was already like  A family now.  She knew that when she had a child and her parents embraced her grandchildren, they would find their way to the bottom of the steps and they would completely stop having any grudge against him.  It's just that no matter how small the town is, the expenses are not small. Relying on the man's livelihood as a waiter in a restaurant, the two of them live a relatively comfortable life. But once there is a third little mouth in the family, it will be hard to say. Fortunately, she  Nvhong¡¯s craftsmanship is famous for her beauty. A sister¡¯s family owns a cloth shop. The exquisite little items she sews stitch by stitch are placed on the counter to add to the charm of cloth-buying customers, and the shop¡¯s business is also booming.  Three taels, so after this month, she will have two or three taels of money in her account, which is not much worse than the man who is the master of the house.

    The town has been lively these two days. Before and after the summer heat, the southeast area of ????Liyang has had the custom of the Ghost Festival since ancient times. There are also some activities to worship ancestors and welcome the autumn. Although the Ghost Festival is called the Ghost Festival in their local dialect, it is said that it is the ghost festival.  The Lord of Hell is so merciful that he specially opens the gates of hell during this period, allowing the deceased to return to their hometowns to meet their descendants in the human world, so as to soothe the longing for the separation between yin and yang.  In fact, it just sounds a little bit creepy. Adults and children don't taboo anything, they just think it's something they can join in the fun. Monks and Taoists will start giving alms, and ordinary people will put up wormwood and light river lanterns.??Especially for young children, they can be in the arms of their parents, stand on their heels on the bridge railings, or lie on the bluestone slabs of the river bank. Their eyes are filled with colorful lotus lanterns, and their hearts are filled with joy and joy, which is better than being able to eat.  The Mid-Autumn Festival with mooncakes is rare.  Yesterday, he went to the village to pick up his nephew. He planned to let his wife take the child shopping. It happened that his wife was ingenious and made two large bamboo basket river lanterns, which he wanted to sell by the bridge. I believe that with her skills, they will be sold soon.  The nightclubs sold out.  He had watched her make lanterns in the yard with his own eyes. There were many styles, including flowers, birds, fish and insects, lotus turtles and cranes, dragons and phoenixes. He really didn¡¯t know how such a skillful pair of hands could exist in the world, so he sat on the bench at that time.  If you want to enjoy the cool weather, you can't help me anyway. If you try to help, you can only do a disservice and you can only enjoy yourself secretly.  When his nephew, a scholar, arrived in the town, he was a little reserved at first. During the day, he took him to a restaurant, where he listened obediently in the corner and listened with gusto. The child followed his father's temperament, being restrained and honest, and his speech was limited.  Duo, as an uncle, I like and worry about the child. What I like is the child's honest temperament, but what worries me is that he is too honest and will easily suffer when he grows up.  The restaurant where the waiter surnamed Wen works is now considered a famous place in the town. Although most restaurants in the town now hire storytellers to tell stories about the world, only their restaurant always tells the freshest and most novel stories.  Of course, it's all his credit. It was he who spent several large bottles of saliva to successfully convince the restaurant owner not to be stingy with the storyteller's expenses for traveling to the county or even the state city, so when this building  For the first time, the restaurant told about the Daxueping women's martial arts leader's night of watching snow and realizing immortality. He was the first to tell about the Buddhist and Taoist debates in Wudang Mountain, the ancestral home of Taoism in the northwest.  Liang can be said to be a sensation in the town. The common people are led by the storytellers in the restaurant after dinner. The business of the restaurant naturally increases, but the business is booming. The shopkeeper makes a lot of money every day, but the surnamed Wen is the well-deserved number one hero. The storyteller goes there.  He secretly paid the first trip to the county town to "learn the scriptures", and never asked for the dividends from the restaurant owner. In addition to the copper coins given by the restaurant guests after they got drunk, and the wages paid to him by the restaurant, he entered the restaurant for the first time.  What it was in one day is still what it is now, and not a single copper coin has risen.  The shopkeeper stood behind the counter with a smile every day, watching the waiter surnamed Wen always diligently running errands, watching the lively young man serving tea and wine every day to make up for his laughter, and he didn't know what the old man was thinking about.

    Today, the storyteller in the restaurant was very excited and talked about a strange thing. He said that there was a swordsman named Qi Jiajie in Liyang Capital. As the swordsman of many dragons, dragons, grandsons and children of aristocratic families in Tai'an City, for some reason  After begging for a famous sword from the Dongyue Sword Pool with high mountains, long waters and high sword spirit, the Qijiajie people first went to the foot of Wudang Mountain in Beiliang, a small town that was not much more famous than the town where they were.  The flying sword arrived later, swept thousands of miles away, and handed out a sword to the young king with a different surname who was sitting at the northwest border. The world was shocked and the ghosts and gods were weeping. The sea of ??clouds spread thousands of miles away, and the energy of the sword moved heaven and man. Unexpectedly, the young vassal king even more  De, rising from the ground, standing proudly on the sea of ??clouds bordering the border between Beiliang Dao and Lianghuai Dao, actually blocked the flying sword that was powerful enough to kill gods!  The storyteller kept talking, and when he got to the point where he was talking so happily, the old man himself was dumbfounded, not to mention the audience in the restaurant who used the story to drink and eat. They were speechless and stunned. They stopped their cups and chopsticks, and their minds were shaken. After they came to their senses, the story had not yet begun.  At the end, I haven't heard the most annoying sentence "Let's listen to the breakdown next time". Of course, I have to ask for another bottle or two of wine from the restaurant.  It was the first time that the nephew named Wendian's waiter heard someone talk about Jianghu, and it was the first time that he heard someone talk about Jianghu people and Jianghu affairs. He was dumbfounded, as if he were listening to a book from heaven. He sat on the small bench at the corner that his uncle moved for him and held his hands tightly.  He raised his fists, raised his ears, and widened his eyes. He just felt that listening to the affairs of the world was more interesting than reading books about sages.

    Stories always have an ending. When the restaurant is closed, the storyteller¡¯s story ends. It is already night outside the building, and the restaurant is about to close. The restaurant owner who has made a lot of money is probably in a good mood today, so he asked the cook to start.  After eating Xiaozao, I called the waiter named Wen and his nephew to serve the table together, and they had a good meal.  This made the child who had never seen the world very happy. But after all, he was a little scholar who had gone to a private school. He seemed to be sitting upright when eating. No matter how greedy he was, he couldn't take down the chopsticks quickly. There were only a few people on the dinner table who only met each other.  The big meat and fish can only be served during the New Year holidays, and the child did not dare to pick up more chopsticks. However, the restaurant owner smiled and helped the child pick up a lot, which was full of rice bowls. The child was a little embarrassed and looked at his uncle timidly. Although the restaurant was open to eating,  Your shopkeeper's grandfather is a kind man in the town and very generous.  The child smiled shyly at the shopkeeper, and the old man laughed loudly. He poured a glass of wine for himself and the waiter, and pointed to the second floor with his chopsticks. He told the well-behaved child that he would come to the restaurant often and listen to stories next time.  Grandpa will help you find a seat next to the patio fence on the second floor.  The old man drank a glass of wine with the waiter and joked that this kid is not like you, honest and lovable.  The waiter said proudly, "It's up to me."?, you are lucky, you are good at reading, and you will be a scholar in the future.  The child retorted seriously and said that his husband said that it would be good if he could pass the Tongsheng test in the future.  The old man who has the most respect for scholars all his life touched the child's head and lamented that the county examination, government examination, and college examination are all obstacles. Grandpa, the shopkeeper, leave your words here. Every time you pass a door in the future, our restaurant will give you a bag.  A big red envelope. If you get an honor, whether you are a child or a scholar, don't forget to write a plaque for our restaurant to give the shopkeeper a boost of face.  The child nodded vigorously and said happily to the old man that his uncle bought me a lot of paper and pens, but I am not willing to use them now. I still practice calligraphy by dipping branches in water by the stream in the village as before, and I will also scratch on the ground when grazing cattle.  Later, the teacher said that a stupid bird flying first can make up for his laziness. There will always be a time when he can write good words. When the time comes, he will write a big plaque for the shopkeeper and hang it up.  Probably because it was rare to get drunk, the uncle who worked as a waiter in the shop joked that only by studying well can one be successful. A guy who has studied will be able to abduct his wife and go home easily in the future.  The nephew who secretly liked a girl of the same age in the village suddenly blushed and glared at his uncle.  The waiter named Wen and the restaurant owner smiled at each other and drank.

    After dinner, he asked his nephew to go home first, and he had to help clean the restaurant, and then meet him on the bridge in the town.

    The restaurant owner looked at the young man who was busy clearing the dishes, drank wine, and said slightly drunkenly: "When I took you in, I really didn't expect that such a day would come. At that time, I just felt that you were a pitiful kid, and thought that if you hadn't been forced to death,  On the way, you won¡¯t come to my little shabby place to eat and wait to die. Who would have thought that you would help the restaurant make a lot of money. To be honest, this year, I made more money than the restaurant made in the previous ten years. "

    The young man raised his head and said with a smile: "A good person in the shop will be rewarded, as he should be."

    The old man smiled and asked: "Should it?"

    The young man wondered: "Shouldn't it be?"

    The old man sighed with emotion: "Good people are rewarded. Children like your nephew just want to believe it. As an old guy like me, I really can't believe it."

    The old man looked directly at the busy and diligent waiter, "The customers who come here to drink, eat and listen to books all think you have a bad temper, but I don't think so. I always think you"

    The young man joked: "The shopkeeper wants to say that he has no future, right?"

    The old man laughed and scolded: "Fuck you, I don't know how your wife can look up to you!"

    The young man pointed at his face and said with a playful smile: "My parents made me handsome. Shopkeeper, you are so envious of me."

    The old man waved his hand, "I won't bullshit you, I want to tell you something serious today."

    The young man suppressed his smile and stood beside the wine table with his hands tied, "Shopkeeper, if you have anything to say, just ask. I, Wen Hua, have no future, but I remember whoever treats me well, and I don't dare to say anything.  I don't have the ability to repay a favor, but if you want to repay a favor, even if it's not finished once, I, Wen Hua, will have to pay it back no matter what in my life. So, shopkeeper, don't  Be polite to me. Shopkeeper, if you weren't willing to take me in, I wouldn't be able to figure out where to chop wood and burn charcoal or work as a day laborer for which family. Let alone get a wife. I'm so exhausted that I can barely support myself.  Starving to death, even if I save money to buy pen and paper for my nephew, it will be difficult.¡±

    The old man smiled, looked up at the young man with sincere eyes, and put down the glass in his hand, "You can take care of most of the things in the restaurant by yourself. As the shopkeeper, I have a lot of leisure every day, so the storyteller said that those things floating around  The stories of rivers and lakes, or the story of a talented man, a beautiful woman, and a wild fox, have all been heard in my ears. Some of them have been heard before, but there are a few sentences that have been remembered in my heart. There is one sentence that probably no one cares about, but  I'm very fond of it, saying, "It's hard to be kind since ancient times." The more I think about it, the more I realize this truth. This is true for doing business, and even more so for making friends with others. So in the future, I can trust you to handle the money transactions in this restaurant.  Taking care of it, I was not without worries at first, and I did want to see if you would keep some in your pocket because of this. After all, big business in the world is all accumulated one copper coin at a time, but I am very  Unexpectedly, from the beginning to the end, you didn't take away a single copper coin. The books are clear and the bottom of the books is also clean. This is not easy. Wine makes people's faces red, and money touches people's hearts. This is human nature.  , So, you are a kind person."

    The young man said solemnly: "Shopkeeper, what you said is exaggerated. I, Wen Hua, can live a stable life today because of the shopkeeper's kindness. If I continue to secretly take money from the restaurant without conscience, I, Wen Hua, will really not be a good person."  It¡¯s something, I can¡¯t do this kind of thing!¡±

    The old man nodded, "As you know, I'm not young anymore, and my whole life I've been thinking about buying a big house in the county to retire in. It just so happens that my two sets of daughters and sons-in-law are making a living there, although as the old saying goes, they marry out.  My daughter threw water, but there is nothing in the world that is notAs a father and mother with good children, my two daughters are getting married carelessly. Life in the county is not easy. I am thinking about my little coffin book. I want them to be more prosperous and don't have to rent a house.  I was living under someone else's roof. I used to be helpless. The three or four hundred taels of silver I saved were quite adequate in the county town. But in the county town where every inch of land is precious, it's really not enough. This year, thanks to you Wen Hua, my money has doubled.  , a small eight hundred silver, as long as it is not a place where the rich and powerful gather like Qingtu Lane and Children's Lane, it is almost enough to buy a decent house. You happen to be in the restaurant, so I have recently been thinking about whether to give the restaurant to you  "

    The waiter was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "Old shopkeeper, I can never afford to buy such a big restaurant even if I sell it."

    The old man laughed and said: "This restaurant used to be worth about one hundred and eighty taels of silver. Now it is different from the past. It should be valued at three or four hundred taels anyway. You know this, and I certainly know better. As for how much savings your kid has, I  I know better, so I thought of a compromise. You can see if it works. The restaurant will convert it to three hundred taels of silver. You don¡¯t have to pay this money out in a hurry. You will pay dividends every year in the future. Just don¡¯t forget it. But the ugly words are ahead.  , after paying off the three hundred taels of principal for purchasing the restaurant, if the restaurant still makes money in the future, I, the old shopkeeper, still have to pay dividends to you every year. As for the specific amount, I don¡¯t insist on it, you see.  Go ahead, take care of your own family first."

    The young man hesitated to speak.

    The old man waved his hand to the young man to sit down, "Don't feel like you owe me anything. I am smart and know that you will definitely make the restaurant business bigger and bigger in the future. With your kindness, how can the annual dividends be less? I am lying on my bed  If you live in a big house in the county and enjoy the blessings, you can get a sum of money for free every year and make a lot of money."

    The young man sat back on the bench and straightened up, "Old shopkeeper, I will never thank you for your kindness!"

    The old man made a finger-twisting gesture and joked: "Don't say it with your mouth. In the future, money will do the talking."

    The young man suddenly laughed and said: "Old shopkeeper, aren't you afraid that I will default on my debts in the future, and you won't be willing to take out the dividends after paying off the three hundred taels of silver?"

    The old man raised his eyebrows, then pointed at the young man's heart, and then at his own eyes, "The reason for this deal is, first, I can trust your boy's conscience, and second, I can trust my own eyesight!"

    The young man and the old shopkeeper filled a glass of wine respectively. After raising the glasses, "It's all in the wine!"

    The two drank it all in one gulp.

    The old man finished his drink and said, "You guys, hurry up and see your wife. By the way, go to the back of the cabinet and get a bottle of the freshly made green ant wine. Think of it as my congratulations on you finally having your own family business."

    The young man stood up and laughed and said, "Okay!"

    The old man did not forget to remind: "Come back from the celebration, the money for the wine must be recorded in your account! This green ant wine is not cheap. It is said that a bottle of Beiliangdao costs less than two taels of silver, and when it comes to Lianghuai it costs one tael and upwards.  , and then from Jiangnan Road to our place, tsk tsk, it¡¯s a full four taels of silver. This is not selling wine, it¡¯s almost enough to just sell it for money. You kid, take your time and drink, don¡¯t drink it until the taste is gone. "

    The young man chuckled, "I can't bear to drink it myself!"

    The old man asked curiously: "What, are you giving it to your brother or your father-in-law?"

    The young man who went straight to the counter suddenly paused, turned around and said with a grin: "No, keep it for my brother. When he comes to my house to eat and drink, I will treat him with this wine. Back then a long time ago, I  When hanging out with him, he always said that among all the wines in the world, this green ant wine had the most flavor. At that time, he always liked to use this to tantalize me. Later, we separated. When I passed by his hometown alone,  I walked in a hurry, didn¡¯t drink it, and didn¡¯t understand what it tasted like.¡±

    The old man said angrily: "What does it taste like? It's just that the price is expensive, and there's nothing else. I don't like drinking it. It's too strong and too strong, burning through the throat. It has more stamina. In my opinion, it's really not as good as the home-brewed wine here."  The rice wine tastes good.¡±

    The young man smiled and said: "My brother is half a man of the world. If he drinks like a horse, he must drink the strongest wine. Drinking that soft rice wine is not a hero!"

    The old man was happy, "Hey, I'm still a member of the Jianghu, and I listen to you. Your kid was in the Jianghu and went very far, right?"

    The young man scratched his head, "It just goes far."

    The old man rolled his eyes and said, "You must have suffered a lot!"

    The young man laughed it off.

    The old man sitting alone at the wine table raised his glass and drank slowly. He looked at the waiter who was holding the wine bottle carefully and asked for no reason: "Wen Hua, the storyteller in our restaurant, has mentioned several times that the king of the northwest vassal admitted that he had an acquaintance in  My brother from Jianghu happens to have the same name as yours? Then shouldn¡¯t your brother¡¯s surname also be Xu?¡±

    The young man stood in the distance with a bright smile, "What a coincidence, it's true!"

    The old man laughed loudly and waved his hand: "You brat! Go, go, go!"

    The old man, who had no more wine in his glass, shook the flask. It was empty. He turned to look at the young man walking towards the door of the restaurant. He was limping, but it didn't make him feel miserable or funny. The old man laughed loudly and asked  Said: "Wen Hua, are you really not the famous swordsman in the capital?"

    The young man holding the pot of green ant wine in both hands turned around slowly and made a face, "Shopkeeper, do you think I look like me?"

    The old man smiled and did not answer, and waved again.

    The old shopkeeper sat back down, and there was no more wine in the pot or glass. The bored old man thought for a while, looked at the door, and laughed at himself: "It doesn't look like it, that's right, can it be similar?"

    After the young man left the restaurant, he walked quickly towards the small bridge. Along the way, the river was flowing along both sides of the river. Looking around, the quiet river surface was full of lighted river lanterns, and the stars were dotted, just like the starry sky on a summer night.  According to local custom, after a person dies, those wandering ghosts who have no place to stay can be reincarnated if they can find the river lantern with their name written on it on the Hungry Ghost Festival.  Back then, he had heard his brother who had been hunting around in the world say that in Buddhism, there are ghosts who can be reincarnated by holding a lamp, especially the resentful ghosts who cannot be liberated in the underworld.  Be at ease.  One of his guilts in this life is that he and his elder brother can only afford one person to study. His elder brother gave him the opportunity, but he doesn't like studying and doesn't know how to cherish it. He only thinks about doing chivalry and righteousness all day long, yearning for that  A world of swords and shadows.  So now he likes to talk to his nephew more than his brother and sister-in-law, asking the child to study hard. The papers and pens he bought for his nephew are the most expensive and best in the town. He doesn't hope that his nephew will definitely get a degree in the future, no  What does it mean to be a glorious family member, but he feels from the bottom of his heart that if a man reads books, reads full of knowledge, and writes well, he does not need to ask for help every Spring Festival couplet, or if he has a child in the future, he can go to the book to name the child by himself, it is always a blessing.  Big good thing.

    When practicing swordsmanship, if you want to be the best in the world, there is only one person in the world.  Tougher than fists, there are always martial arts masters with harder fists in the world.  However, the truths that scholars read from books are by no means the truths spoken by emperors, generals, ministers, dignitaries and dignitaries, and will definitely be greater.

    Arriving at the familiar bluestone bridge, his wife had indeed sold out two baskets of river lanterns, and his nephew was holding the last one.

    She waited until he approached and asked softly: "Why do you want me to keep one? And write the word Beiliang?"

    He smiled and said: "The young man I told you about is from Beiliang. Now there is a war in the west, so I just want to pray for him."

    The three of them walked down the bridge together and came to the shore. He bent down and gently put the river lantern into the river.

    The three simply sat side by side on the shore. He rubbed his nephew's head and asked the child to help him hold the pot of green ant wine. He raised his head and smiled at his wife: "If we have a chance to meet in the future, if that guy calls you my sister-in-law,  , don¡¯t agree, I must call you sister-in-law.¡±

    Her eyes were crooked, and she smiled narrowly and said, "You two should fight over this kind of thing."

    He smiled happily and said: "You can't argue about other things, but this is the only thing you can never give in to!"

    She blushed slightly and said helplessly: "Then you still want to become in-laws with him in the future? You said that you made an appointment to get married as a baby and he agreed?"

    He said in a bold tone: "How dare he refuse to agree?!"

    His wife smiled. For some reason, her man didn't pay attention to anything and didn't care about anything. He only became extra proud when talking about his brother.

    Sometimes, she even feels a little jealous.

    She didn¡¯t know what her man and his brother had gone through together that made her man so unable to let go.

    ¡°And she knows better than anyone else that this man named Wen Minghua can actually take anything and let go of anything. Even the face that a man should care about the most, he always lets it go.

    He looked towards the river and said softly: "Daughter-in-law, don't worry, I'm not thinking about the world I traveled through back then, I'm just thinking about my brother."

    Then he turned around and grinned, "There is nothing I can do. I know that without me in the world, no matter how well he does, he will find it meaningless."

    Look, listen, it¡¯s this tone again.

    She rolled her eyes at him.

    He hummed and said: "Daughter-in-law, you really can't believe it. Who am I, and who are my brothers? When we two brothers traveled around the world, that was"

    Suddenly seeing his wife looking at him with a playful smile on her face, he immediately changed his words and said: "That's definitely full of righteousness! Well, of course, it's just that she was miserable, and she was full and hungry for three meals."

    She pursed her lips and smiled.He lowered his head and said to his nephew: "Your cheap uncle always likes to recite a poem. Let me tell you. Have you seen it in a book? The sun rises and the fusang is one foot high. Everything in the world is as fine as a hair. The wild man is angry.  When you see injustice, wear out the eternal sword in your chest."

    The child who had just studied in the village school was naturally confused and shook his head vigorously.

    He raised his head again and stared blankly at the bright water filled with river lanterns, the breeze blowing on his face, his face calm.

    He seemed to be saying to himself: "The green ant wine will be kept for you, and the house at home will be kept empty for you. Xiaonian, if you still treat me as your brother, don't die outside Liangzhou Pass." 8
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