The owner of the wonton stall was so frightened that his legs were shaking. Seeing that Sun Lei didn't make any further attacks, he ran to the stall and wrapped the wontons.
"Don't be afraid, old lady, eat some fruit first."
Sun Lei took out a fruit from his arms, rubbed it on his body, and handed it to the old woman. These were just bought and did not need to be washed. Anyway, there are no pesticides now, and the fruits are just dust at most.
Two bowls of wontons arrived quickly. They were two full bowls, and the skin was crystal clear. You could see the meat filling inside at a glance.
"How much?"
Sun Lei looked coldly at the vendor with a flattering smile on his face.
"Young hero, you are joking. It is the villain's honor to eat the villain's wontons."
The vendor kept waving his hands and not daring to ask for money.
"What? I can't afford it?"
Sun Lei glared at the vendor and got angry because he still had to pay for food.
"Six cents."
The vendor said quickly.
"Take it!"
Sun Lei pushed six cents from the pile of copper coins on the table. The vendor bowed and flicked it into his hand, then ran back to the stall.
Sun Lei looked down and saw that the old woman had finished her bowl of wontons and was devouring her own bowl. Fortunately, there was soup in the bowl. She could take a sip from time to time without fear of choking, but the soup was very hot, hot. When the time came, I breathed out.
"It looks like I haven't had a full meal in a long time."
Sun Lei thought as he looked at the old lady eating.
"If I hadn't been lucky enough to meet Master Lu when I came here, then went up to Mount Wutai, helped catch the flower-picking thief, and made a lot of money. Later, I was taught martial arts by Elder Zhizhen, and I would have ended up no different from this old woman. Carrying a wooden stick and a broken bowl, he begged along the street."
Sun Lei sighed for a while. If he hadn't been lucky, he would have ended up like this. If it was worse, he might have been killed by someone who didn't blink and became a human bun.
"Old lady, where is your home? Should I take you back, or do you have any relatives you can seek refuge with?"
With compassion, Sun Lei was in a better mood. He had no thoughts of being blackmailed and asked the old woman softly.
"Dalang, go and save my son!"
The old woman said this again while holding her wonton bowl.
"You only know this one sentence!"
Sun Lei was a bit confused. The old woman was not in her right mind. She only knew where Dalang's son was getting angry from? In any family, the eldest son among his peers can be called Dalang. The three eldest sons in the father's generation are also Dalang, the three eldest sons are also Dalang, and the three eldest grandchildren are still Dalang. There are so many dalangs in the world.
Suddenly, Sun Lei saw several beggars squatting on the street. These beggars were usually not alone. Most of the beggars were fleeing from famine. They came from somewhere, either three to five, or one to twenty, to escape to the big city. , it is difficult for a person to walk a long way, even if he is a beggar, he must be supported by his classmates.
"Come here!"
Sun Lei waved to the beggars who were sitting with the old lady just now. These people were old and young, but not young and middle-aged, but they seemed to be quite sober and not as crazy as the old lady.
The few beggars sitting on the roadside had no one to give alms to. When they saw Sun Lei calling them, they quickly ran over with their bowls in hand.
"Answer my question, and if it satisfies me, one bowl of wontons per person."
Sun Lei pointed to the wonton stall and said to the beggars.
"Brother, feel free to ask, and we will answer truthfully!"
The beggars glanced at the steaming wonton stall and swallowed unconsciously. The older beggar said quickly.
"Is this old woman with you? Do you know where her home is?"
Sun Lei pointed to the old woman beside him and asked the beggars.
"We don't know this old sister. We just met her on the road when we were fleeing. At that time, she was crazy and running around. I saw that she was also a poor person, so I brought her to Zhending Mansion to beg for money."
The old beggar said truthfully.
"Where did you meet them?"
Sun Lei nodded. He was quite satisfied with this answer and did not lie to him.
"The villain is from Yan'an Prefecture on the east side of the Yellow River. Because the war with Xixia broke out again, the little old man's home was destroyed and he had nowhere to go to see his relatives. He could only beg all the way to Zhending Prefecture. He was going to beg near Tokyo and passed by Taiyuan Prefecture. When I met this old sister, I saw that she was crazy and helpless, so I took her with me to escape."
The old beggar replied that there are big cities near Tokyo and there is no war. You can always find a chance to survive there.
"For the wonton seller, give each of them a bowl of wontons, the same as before!"
Sun Lei counted eighteen copper coins from the pile of copper coins on the seat and pushed them out. After seeing that there were only ten copper coins left, he gave them all to the old beggar as extra charity for answering him honestly.
Seeing that they had wontons and money, the old beggar and others knelt down to thank him.
"Brother, regarding this old sister, the clothes she was wearing when I met her were pretty good. She didn't look like an ordinary person."
While waiting for the wontons, the old beggar seemed to remember something again and said to Sun Lei.
"The clothes are good?"
Sun Lei glanced at the old woman with tattered clothes. The clothes had not been washed for a long time and were torn. The color, style, and even the material could no longer be seen.
After eating the wontons, the old woman pulled Sun Lei and muttered those words back and forth.
Sun Lei had no choice but to comfort the old lady first. Seeing that it was getting late, he could only take her back to the inn and take her around Taiyuan County tomorrow to see if anyone knew her.
"I will do a good deed today!"
"No, I came here to be the king of the mountain! That's the villain!"
"If you do a good deed every day, you should be rewarded with good things. The elders say that good deeds will be rewarded with good things."
...
Sun Lei took the old woman to the inn, muttering to himself.
When they returned to the inn, the old woman was definitely too dirty to stay in the hotel. Sun Lei could only give a few money and let the middle-aged woman who worked in the back hall of the inn take her to take a bath and change clothes.
When the old woman couldn't see Sun Lei, she was so anxious that she yelled for help and for mercy.
Sun Lei comforted her for a while and explained that she was waiting in the lobby for a long time. In the end, the old woman had to hold the whistle stick before going to the back hall to take a bath.
"Brother, is this your grandmother? Such filial piety is really rare!"
The shopkeeper saw Sun Lei sitting in the lobby and there were no customers at this time, so he came over to chat. Sun Lei had been living here for a few days, and he was already familiar with it.
"Your grandmother!"
Sun Lei glared at the shopkeeper. Didn't the shopkeeper scold him? How could he turn his grandmother into a beggar? Isn’t that an unfilial son?
"I don't even know her. She was hugging my leg on the street. She seemed to have recognized the wrong person. I also lived in the temple for a while. I am compassionate. I heard it was Yan'an Prefecture or Taiyuan Prefecture. I don’t know if those who fled over there have any relatives here.”
Sun Lei recalled what happened today. It seemed that the old woman had mistakenly recognized the wrong person and regarded herself as a relative. The more she thought about it, the more it seemed like that was the case.
"That little brother is so kind-hearted. Alas, there is another war in Xixia. I don't know if Yan'an Mansion can stop it. There are really too many beggars who have fled to Zhending Mansion during this period. Brother, you If we try to save it like this, we won’t be able to save it at all. Last month there was a government porridge shop outside the city, but it won’t open this month. There are too many people, and no amount of porridge is enough to distribute it.”
The shopkeeper sighed and said, also reminding Sun Lei that kindness is good, but he can't help at all.
"Didn't the Western Army fight well? Why can't they defeat Xixia?"
Sun Lei asked strangely, what the Northern Song Dynasty did best was that the Western Army attacked Xixia. It could be said that they were pressed to the ground and rubbed against each other. They almost destroyed Xixia several times. Why do you think they can't defeat Xixia now?
