The old lady who came to blackmail me left, taking two kilograms of roasted chestnuts with her.
Jiang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and tiptoed behind the fourth and fifth brothers, just in time to hear their last voices.
"Then let's do it now." Chang Yan said.
"Okay... okay." Wen Zhiyun trembled.
What a coincidence that the conversation ended just as she approached.
Jiang Sheng's eyes widened and his mouth flattened in grievance, "Fourth brother and fifth brother, do you two have some secrets that you are hiding from me? Fourth brother, have you forgotten that I share the buns with you? Fifth brother, you have just gone away from the fever, should I feed you? The vegetables are so mushy, you... yin yin yin."
I don’t know where I learned that artificial cry.
The long banquet was full of laughter and laughter, and there was nothing we could do.
Wen Zhiyun just accepted this trick and immediately became confused, "Xiaowu, why don't you take your sister with you?"
Jiang Sheng's eyes immediately lit up, and he stopped being shy and pretentious.
Half an hour later.
The hospital was temporarily left in charge of Xiaozhu, and the three brothers and sisters Jiang Sheng and two other Lian family members, Jiang San and Jiang Si, drove out of Fengjing.
This is the first time that their siblings have left the bustling inner city of Fengjing.
Jiang Sheng leaned against the small window with his chin in his hands, throwing chestnuts into his mouth out of boredom while staring at the retreating scenery.
Next to her sat two young boys who were immersed in peeling chestnuts. As soon as they were peeled off and put in a handkerchief, a chubby little hand touched them away.
While eating, Jiang Sheng sat up straight and sighed in disappointment, "I thought Fengjing was so prosperous, but I didn't expect it to be similar to Anshui County outside the city."
Especially in the villages, the aunts whispering to each other and eating melon seeds, the grandparents basking in the sun with their eyes closed, the groups of black, yellow and white puppies, and the smoke rising from the chimneys are very much like Shilipu in her memory. village.
For a moment, Jiang Sheng felt like she had gone back in time. When she was five or six years old, she was staggering at the entrance of the village holding the rotten vegetable leaves she picked up.
The uncle of the Zhao family was sitting on the flat car at the door, smoking a cigarette and spitting out phlegm, and chatting with the busy family members in the yard from time to time.
Aunt Zhang was sitting at the door of Zhou's house sewing insoles, with a bit of bruise on her beautiful face. As the men in the yard scolded her, she pricked her hands with needles several times.
Jiang Sheng returned to the dilapidated temple with rotten vegetable leaves. The Buddha statue was as tattered as ever, and there were deserted straws and picked-up pots and pans. There was no brother, no money, and no one was waiting for her to go home with a smile.
It's so cold. The jacket I picked up is big, fat, dirty, and has a few holes. No matter how I tuck it in, wind will get in, and the limbs of the frozen person will be cold.
The laughter of those big beggars came from outside again, seeming to ask her, "Little Jiang Sheng, what good things have you picked up? If you want to share some, you will be beaten if you don't obey."
She was a little scared, so she hid the rotten vegetable leaves in the cracks of the straw, and huddled behind the Buddha statue, praying not to be discovered or that no one would come.
"Jiang Sheng..."
"Jiang Sheng..."
Two urgent calls rang in her ears, and someone leaned over and held her hand with his palm, trying desperately to convey warmth to her.
The scenery outside is still retreating rapidly, but it has changed from villages to long ditches and countless dry reeds.
When Jiang Sheng came back to his senses, he found that the fourth brother and the fifth brother had sat over at some point, with worries on their faces.
She tilted her head in confusion and found that her cheeks were cold, as if someone had peed on her face.
"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Wen Zhiyun choked, "Why are my hands suddenly cold and there's no response no matter how I scream?"
Chang Yan pursed his lips, "Don't cry, don't be afraid, brother is here."
The vague and nihilistic feeling just now was dispelled, and Jiang Sheng truly felt that when he grew up, he also had a brother, a family, money, and warmth.
I am no longer afraid of being bullied by the big beggar.
Jiang Sheng rubbed his head on the fourth brother's shoulder, took a chestnut from the fifth brother's palm, put it into his mouth, and let the sweetness and fragrance wrap him up.
It turns out that the so-called prosperity is only the city and the core area.
As I walked further and saw more, I realized that there were villages in Fengjing. There were also large areas of farmland in the villages. Carrots and cabbages were planted at the doorsteps of the people. There would be children playing and playing on the field ridges, accompanied by a few cats and dogs.
"Fifth Young Master, we have already left Fengjing for dozens of miles, do we still want to go?" Jiang San asked from the carriage.
Chang Yan's face didn't change, "Keep walking, stop when you see the temple."
Jiang San agreed loudly and continued to move forward with his whip raised.
After almost two more cups of tea, the large village finally turned into a hillside, with a small, lonely ruined temple standing right on the hillside.
If Chang Yan had not mentioned it, everyone would have thought that this was an empty temple, the kind that only beggars and street children would visit occasionally.
But after they hid the carriage and climbed up quietly, they discovered that there were several female donors living inside.
Oh no, some pretty girls.
From twenty-seven to eighteen years old, to eighteen or nineteen years old, those who are well-proportioned, tall, thin, and plump are all included.
They lived in this dilapidated temple, washing clothes, plowing the fields and sowing seeds, placing cakes, or dancing, turning the small dilapidated temple into a paradise.
Jiang San and Jiang Si both looked straight.
It was only after Chang Yan coughed that the two of them came back to their senses, recited Amitabha and lowered their eyelashes.
"There are so many beautiful sisters." Jiang Sheng scratched the wall with wide eyes, "But why do they live in a ruined temple? There is no village or shop here. How can they live on just that order of food?"
Good questions and good thoughts.
I can’t tell that little Jiang Sheng also has a brain.
Chang Yan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and took her off Jiang Si's neck, "Just wait."
With just such a sentence, several people waited for an hour.
Seeing that Jiang Sheng was about to fall asleep standing up, there was finally movement at the door of the ruined temple.
Jiang Si, the tallest man, squatted down again so that the girl could stand on the wall and take a closer look.
Chang Yan and Wen Zhiyun stepped on the bricks and carefully exposed their eyes.
I saw a carriage parked outside. He walked up and knocked on the door three times slowly.
The girls playing in the ruined temple all kept silent and looked at the door cautiously.
Then the people outside knocked twice more, paused for a moment, and then knocked again hard.
It's definitely a secret code.
The girls smiled again and rushed to the door one by one. The oldest one lowered the bolt, revealing a man in brocade robe with a round head, round head and round belly.
"Your Majesty, you are here." The youngest, slender girl said coquettishly, "I miss you so much."
"Your Majesty, I miss you too, so much that I can't eat." The plump girl was not to be outdone.
The two younger and older girls didn't say anything. They saluted and rushed to the carriage, taking out a dazzling array of supplies, including everything from food to drink.
Two young men also went to help after a while, and the carriage was quickly emptied.
The only driver who followed him consciously hid in a corner and waited. The man in the brocade robe was chatting with the four beauties.
Jiang Sheng had never seen such a fragrant scene before. His big eyes widened and his small mouth opened unconsciously, as if crystal clear saliva was spreading.
