"Oh, candied haws, fresh candied haws." "Grinding scissors, chopping up kitchen knives~" "We two brothers traveled all over the country, and today we came to Jianye to perform. I also ask all the fellow villagers who have money to support me, and those who don't have money. Congratulations! Xiaoliang! Let me do some somersaults for you."...
Qin Xiya was led by the bell and disappeared into the torrent of sound.
When I was studying at a school for the blind, my teacher once taught me an allusion from the Buddhist scriptures called "Only one scoop of three thousand weak water".
The sound was these three thousand weak water, and the covered scoop was firmly grasped by him.
"Jingle Bell."
For a blind person, although he cannot see, he can hear changes in everyone's mood from their tone of voice.
The "tone" of the bell is the sound of the bell.
She wrote on her palm again: "There are so many people."
The blind man asked: "Will you get used to it?"
"No, it will feel very lively," she wrote, and then asked, "Would you like to buy two candied haws on a stick?"
The blind man weighed his money bag, his expression unchanged, and he was calculating the expenses of the past few days.
[Oops, we don’t have much money left. 】
but···
"Shop, how much are two candied haws on a stick?" he asked.
After paying the money, the ring tone became lighter.
Qin Xiya also ate one. The sweetness of the sugar coating and the sourness of the hawthorn mixed in his mouth, which was a little appetizing.
The two continued to experience the local customs and customs in Jianye City. Although they could not see it, they could just listen to it.
At least...you don't have to listen to the sound of the sword being unsheathed.
Just as he was thinking about it, Bell stopped moving forward.
"What's wrong? Bell." the blind man asked.
[I saw a beautiful hairpin. 】 She wrote and answered.
"That's it. Then point to the hairpin."
The bell did as it was told,
The blind man asked politely: "Seller, how much does this hairpin cost?"
"It's not expensive, it's not expensive. Although my hairpin is made of agarwood inlaid with gold and silver clam beads, it only costs five taels of silver. Sir, do you want to buy it?" The shopkeeper said in a neutral tone.
Qin Xiya touched the money bag and counted it. The broken silver was knocked against each other, and was counted again. Five taels missed three taels, which was only two taels.
The blind man looked embarrassed and discussed with Lingdang: "How about we change the hairpin?"
The bell didn't make a fuss, but he just wrote on the palm of his hand: "It's too expensive, not cost-effective, let's go."
"Okay." The blind man put away his money bag and planned to leave with Lingdang.
But the store owner's voice became strange and angry.
"Hey, it's so novel. A blind man and a mute want to buy a hairpin. Why do you want to buy it? The mute can't say how beautiful the hairpin is, and the blind man can't see. What? Use the hairpin to defend yourself? But you little mute can't She has quite a lot of beauty, and she is right to defend herself. She will save herself from being snatched away by some rich young man, and her innocence will be lost. If you can't afford it, get out of here, don't delay my business here, get out of here, get out of here."
Lingdang's hand suddenly grabbed Qin Xiya. She couldn't help but tremble as she thought about that day. She got close to the blind man and a few drops of warmth fell on her fingertips.
Qin Xiya held Lingdang's hand and comforted him: "I'm here, don't be afraid."
He pressed the tip of his blind cane into the crack of the bricks and put his thumb on the handle. Just as he was about to take it out of its sheath and cut open the stall, he suddenly heard a loud shout.
"If you say one more fucking thing, I'll tear your mouth apart! Do you have a fucking conscience when you bully people who are suffering in the street?" The person who was aggrieved was a middle-aged man, full of anger, and then he cursed, "Fuck you. "
The store owner was uncharacteristically flattering and disgusting.
"Oh, isn't this Mr. Yang? He said the wrong thing and deserves a beating." He said, and there were a few solid snapping sounds.
"Get the hell out of here, close the stall and get out of here." The middle-aged man said angrily, "Apologise to the two kids, you're stupid."
"Hey, what you're trying to teach me is, I'm sorry, Mr. Yang, please get out of here right now." The stall owner stopped talking. He lowered his head and muttered something that couldn't be heard clearly. He just closed the stall. Then he left in despair.
"What are you looking at? They've all dispersed. Don't you want to do business?" At this point, the middle-aged man's tone softened.
The people watching had just dispersed.
However, Qin Xiya heard something from the people's conversations.
"Master Yang is still so old-fashioned and warm-hearted." "That's not true. After all, he is Mr. Yang Yunhu. How bad can someone who can help the poor be?" "Mrs. Yang and Miss Yang are much prettier." "Shut up. It’s up to you.”···
"Little brother, I'm Yang Yunhu. We in Jianye only have a few scumbags. Don't be as familiar with this kind of nonsense. It's really embarrassing to us Jianye people. What the hell." Yang Yunhu said to Qin Xi kindly. Ya said.
"Yang Yunhu? Master Yang?" Qin Xiya heard a little bit about it.
Yang Yunhu, the naval admiral of the Daqi Dynasty, was a first-class military attache and a well-known loyal man. He once angrily criticized the emperor for appointing traitors and had an excellent reputation. However, it was because he denounced the emperor for appointing traitors and made the emperor unable to come to power, so he was dismissed from the navy admiral. He was demoted from his position and transferred back to Jianye.
"I'm here, don't be restrained. Aren't we all the same after taking off our official uniforms? Don't we have two ears, one nose and one mouth?" Yang Yunhu was still so kind, "I don't think you two are locals. You have traveled all over the country. You're just trying to make a living, right? But meeting each other is fate, do you want to come to my house for a meal? Consider me apologizing to you on behalf of the stall owner."
Qin Xiya smiled awkwardly: "Master Yang, we appreciate your kindness."
"That's a pity." He felt really sorry, and then changed the topic, "But, little brother, no matter how good your skills are, it's not good to be on the street, right?"
When Qin Xiya heard this, he was stunned for a moment.
He saw that he had martial arts skills.
But...how can you tell?
Slightly puzzled, Qin Xiya stepped on it and finally understood.
The sheath of the staff did indeed press into the cracks in the bricks, but it also poked a hole. When the sheath was pulled out, several pieces of gravel were also brought up.
"Okay, since little brother doesn't want to, let's meet again if we have the chance. Yun Niang, Tao'er, let's continue shopping." "Okay, Master." "I know, Dad."
The blind man cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Mr. Yang."
"Little things, little things." Mr. Yang did not look back, waved his hand, and walked away.
The family of three left just like that.
The blind man took Ling Ding's hand and whispered softly: "I will be by your side."
"Yes." With a cry in his voice, Lingdang wiped his tears and started writing on his hand again.
"You won't leave me, right?"
Qin Xiya was startled, speechless, and just nodded lightly.
He said to himself: At least he won't leave now.
Then he said: "Okay, let's go eat. We've been shopping all morning, and it's time to eat."
The blind man changed the subject, and Ling Ding hummed "Hmm" and led him to find a roadside stall.
The fragrance was fragrant. Just as the two of them were about to sit down, Qin Xiya heard a greeting.
"Hey, Xiangqi, are you coming to Jianye too? Miss Lingdang, we haven't seen you for a long time. Why don't you two go have something to eat with us? Xiangqi, will you take Miss Lingdang to eat some meat too?"
Qin Xiya thought for a while and then asked: "Ying Yuanxin?"
"Hey, you can hear it. It's been a long time since I last saw you. Did you also take the pledge to kill?" Ying Yuanxin came to Qin Xiya's side, putting their arms around each other, and finally whispered in the blind man's ear. asked in a voice.
Ying Yuanxin is also the killer of Xueyilou. The two have cooperated before, so they know each other.
"Which one swears to kill?" the blind man asked.
"Kill Yang Yunhu." Ying Yuanxin whispered again.
"Oh?...Oh..." the blind man changed his tone twice, then asked again, "Are you treating me?"
"Hey, I can't be alone, but I can invite you and Miss Lingdang. After all, you saved my life." Ying Yuanxin asked again, "Walk?"
"Let's go." The blind man nodded.
