Chapter 120 Tea Thief

Due to all kinds of incompatibility with the saddle, Shan Xiaowu's unprecedented longing for Heizi continued for a day and eight hours - after that, he bought her a brand-new luxury carriage, so the children's shoes were gloriously laid off and bowed.

I'm still having fun all the way. But slowly, the group is getting closer and closer to Tiandu City, and it is estimated that they will arrive in two or three days.

On this day, the weather rarely returned to the summer heat. Shan Xiaowu slept in the carriage for a long time. In the afternoon, he took her out of the carriage. The group had lunch in the tea house and took a half a rest.

Shan Xiaowu was extremely bored. He sat on the bench with his legs up and swayed, and a pair of black eyes looked around curiously.

This Chaliao is located at a higher place at the foot of the mountain. If you stand up a little further, you can see the low-eaves houses in the distance. I think it should be a small village.

The tea is all made of green bamboo, and the middle is separated by vertical bamboo to form two small rooms. At the same time, it is used to make tea to make snacks, and there are several tables for guests to rest.

The boss's wife, wearing a plain short jacket and a long blue floral skirt, tied her hair with a cloth towel of the same color and neatly kneaded the dough in front of the boiler to make a snack. Her husband shuttled around the table with a big copper pot with a smile, adding tea to the guests from time to time, and occasionally nagging a few words, which were all parents. In short, there is also a little girl with two horn braids, holding half a sweet potato in her hand, sitting on the threshold and biting with two rows of incomplete small teeth. It looks particularly funny. I think it should be the daughter of the boss and his wife.

In front of them, there were two foot businessmen with big burdens. They seemed to be very hungry and were suddenly stuffing food into their mouths. On the right were a table of three Jianghu people with weapons, sips of tea, occasionally talking about anecdotes in the rivers and lakes, making shocking laughter from time to time - in view of For his love for gossip, Shan Xiaowu naturally pricked up his ears and followed him all the way.

There are two officials with knives under the big tree outside the door holding a prisoner wearing shackles. After asking for a bowl of tea from the boss's wife, he left without stopping. Following them was a thin and tall scholar carrying a Ning Caichen-style bookcase and a hat.

A blue gown has been washed white, and I don't know how many years I have worn it. The wide cuffs are worn in two or three places, and a few patches are applied with light embroidery thread in the inconspicuous place under the hem of the clothes. Although the embroidery is exquisite, after all, the material is not the same color, which can be seen at a glance.

He walked to the table under the tree. First, he raised his sleeves and elegantly wiped the sweat from his forehead and neck, then took out a plain handkerchief from the inside and carefully wiped it on the table. Then he unloaded the bookcase and put it on the table with great care.

The boss walked over and poured him a cup of tea. He just nodded slightly and thanked him. There was no expression on his face. He took a few sips and put it down. He carefully pulled out a blue book from the bookcase, opened it and read it solemnly.

In view of boredom, and his dress is quite similar to Ning Caichen in her impression, Shan Xiaowu can't help but look at him a few more times.

The nose is very straight, the eye sockets are a little dark, and the lip shape is also very beautiful, but the color is the kind of malnourished light purple. There is a feeling of a scholar between his eyebrows. If you remove the shabby gown and change into better-looking clothes, you will be a gentle and handsome young man.

Shan Xiaowu thought, and then looked at his eyes half drooping, and the eyelashes covering his eyes were dense and long, and his slightly pale face looked deeply fascinated by the things in the book.

It immediately occurred to me that the way he stared at the book was quite eye-catching.

And his hand is turning the book, and his fingers are quite slender, just like...

A piece of sauce-flavored beef stuffed into her mouth, interrupted her, and pulled her attention back by the way.

Shan Xiaowu looked at it in a blink of an eye, and happened to see an expressionless side, and her broad shoulders directly blocked all her eyes on the scholar.

"Eat, eat and go on the road." He frowned, his voice seemed to be angry, and even the cup he held in his hand began to smoke - this was a sign of his unhappiness.

Shan Xiaowu was stunned and didn't understand what he was angry about.

Run Lei eats and sees all this in his eyes. At the same time, he also tries to control the expression on his face. Don't laugh too much, so as not to let the unscrupulous couple on the opposite find an opportunity to treat themselves.

However, seeing Shan Xiaowu's confused appearance, he still kindly came over and whispered to solve her doubts, "Madam, if you don't want the scholar to be torn in half by the boss, you'd better not look at him."

Their owner can't do anything else, and the method of taking people's lives is unique.

"So it is."

When Shan Xiaowu heard the words, he realized it, and then smiled happily. He drank water while tearing the pancake. While looking at Gui Boli, he giggled in all kinds of ways.

She looked at her expressionlessly, and secretly thought about how to deal with the talkative thunder.

"Sister, I'm so hungry. Please give me a meal."

Just as Shan Xiaowu was busy stuffing things into his mouth and listening to her father-in-law's words, the corners of her clothes were suddenly pulled down, and a timid voice sounded beside her.

Shan Xiaowu turned his head and saw that he was an eight- or nine-year-old boy.

His face was covered with dirt, and he was so dirty that he couldn't see his original face. A pair of black and white eyes looked at her pitifully, and there was a slightly bleeding wound on his little hand that pulled the corner of her clothes. I don't know how long he had been wandering. His body had been tattered to cover his body, and he suddenly looked like a little beggar.

When the little boy saw Shan Xiaowu turning his head to look at him, his eyes immediately burst into joy. At the same time, he pulled her sleeve again and stared eagerly at the half roast chicken on their table. His voice was small and glutinous, "Sister, I'm hungry..."

Shan Xiaowu's heart twitched. Without saying a word, he packed the half of the roast chicken with oil paper and stuffed it into the little boy's hand. Under the dazzling gaze, he also wrapped half a plate of beef in front of him and handed it to him. "Come on, take it all."

"Thank you, sister, thank you."

Probably never thought that he could get so much delicious food so easily. The little boy stretched out his arms like a matchstick and held all the food tightly in his arms without fear of getting dirty. The expression on his face could be described as ecstasy.

"I don't think you are only eight or nine years old, right? Your parents... I mean, where are your parents?"

"It's all dead," the little boy's bright eyes suddenly darkened. Although his face looked careless, there was a trace of inaudible sadness in his childish voice. "Now my sister and I are left to live together."

... Are children so precocious nowadays?

Shan Xiaowu paused and took out an infrequently used handkerchief from his sleeve, carefully wiped off the dirt on his face, and then carefully dealt with the wound on his hand, tied it with a handkerchief, and gently exhorted, "Be careful in the future. Remember to deal with it first if you are injured, and let it will be more serious. "

The little boy nodded heavily, "Xiao Jie knows."

The food was robbed. Lei didn't care whether he was injured all over and was about to die or his hands and feet were broken. He only knew that his food was robbed!

Holding half of the pancake in his hand, he stammered to the beef that was taken to 'borrow flowers to offer Buddha', "Hus...Madam..."

That's his lunch!

Shan Xiaowu directly put his share in front of him, "Here you are, don't quarrel."

"It's too good..."

Ben Lei's eyes lit up, and he was thinking of a big and rude meal, but the corner of his eyes glanced at the fierce sight of someone's husband who could almost freeze people into ice slag, and instantly shivered.

The chopsticks in his hand stopped on the dried meat for a long time and couldn't be clamped. Ben Lei measured the importance of his appetite and life in his heart. He hesitated for a while, and finally moved it back to Shan Xiaowu. "Mrs. Xie's reward, I'll just eat pancakes. The pancakes are delicious and full!"

With that, he tried to burp out. God knew how much he wanted to cry.

"I'm enlightened, I'm a good young man." Shan Xiaowu patted him on the shoulder and praised. At the same time, he rudely wrapped the beef for the child named Xiaojie. "Take it, go back quickly. Don't let your sister wait."

"Thank you, sister."

Xiaojie held the thing tightly and turned around and wanted to run out. As a result, he strangely found that his feet seemed to be pulled by something. He couldn't use his strength at all. With a slight movement, he almost rushed forward.

He looked down in horror. It turned out that his feet wearing straw shoes were wrapped in a layer of nearly transparent thin ice at some point, and the instep of his foot had been swollen into red because it had been frozen by ice for a long time.

Have you ever seen such a horrible thing at a young age? At that moment, he wanted to scream, but he didn't expect a peanut to hit his shoulder. Xiao Jie suddenly opened his mouth and lost his voice, and he could only stand still in horror with a pair of big eyes.

Sitting on Shan Xiaowu's right hand, Gui Boli never looked up at him, but his voice was so cold that his scalp was numb and his hands and feet trembled. "Hand it over."

Jianghu people are most murderous. In this effort, the three swordsmen sitting at the table next to them have grabbed the weapons in surprise, staring cautiously at their back to them, with fear in their looks.

Even the two foot businessmen stopped eating in fear and looked at each other, but they did not dare to turn their heads to look at the table of Shan Xiaowu.

"What is handed over? What do you want to hand in?"

Shan Xiaoyi looked at his father-in-law confusedly, and then looked at Xiaojie, who was obviously fixed by the acupuncture point. He didn't know what kind of riddle they were playing.

Does her father-in-law not like her to divide the food?

But it doesn't look like it. She didn't know how many things she had sent all the way, and she had never seen such a big reaction from him.

"..."

Shan Xiaowu's doubts did not last long.

While she inquired, Xiao Jie, who had been pitiful, had changed his face under the understanding of Ben Lei's gaze, as if he had been found to do bad things, but more of resentment and unwillingness.

In the face of the unparalleled pressure from around him, although Xiaojie's two small legs and arms trembled, he still held the food in his arms tightly and refused to say a little.

"Grip it over." It's still the cold tone. The voice is not loud, but it's scary enough.

Xiaojie gritted his teeth and endured. In the end, he couldn't resist the tyrannical and cold smell all over his body. After a long time, he stretched out his hand and reluctantly took out a silver purse with green leaves.

"This is..."

Shan Xiaowu almost dropped his chin and unconsciously touched his waist. Sure enough, he found that the purse that had been hung there as a decoration was missing. At that moment, he asked in astonishment, "Are you stealing?"

Since he has been arrested, Xiaojie did not deny it.

He just hung his head and stood straight like a fire stick, apologizing in a mosquito-like voice.

"I'm sorry..."