Early that morning, Yi Xiaodao got up early and squatted at the door of Xiang Lian'er's house to brush his teeth. Xiang Lian'er got up and yawned and opened the door. Seeing this scene, she ran to him and squatted down: " Xiaodao, how did you sleep on the floor last night? Is it comfortable?"
"How's your work? You didn't do anything last night. Scorpions were crawling everywhere. The cowshed at Master Liu's house in the east of the city is cleaner than yours..." Yi Xiaodao dipped a willow branch in salt and brushed his teeth, frowning. My head, I can't say anything right.
Xiang Lian'er pushed hard, her little face bulging with anger: "This is my home, why are you comparing Uncle Liu's cowshed with mine! That's too much! Why is my home not clean!"
Yi Xiaodao spat out and quickly begged for mercy: "Okay, okay, your house is cleaner than Uncle Liu's cowshed, okay..."
"You!" Xiang Lian'er pointed at Yi Xiaodao and was so angry that she couldn't speak.
Yi Xiaodao quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Oh, I'm just teasing you, I haven't said anything is wrong yet."
Xiang Lian'er rolled her eyes at him: "The furniture at home has been damaged by water. You go and buy some tables and chairs from the street..."
"Do you still need to buy this table and chairs? It's such a waste of money! Clean the floor and just sit on the floor..." Yi Xiaodao became a little anxious when he heard about spending money.
He Yue'er came out of the room at this time and said, "The mirror is also broken. I can't even comb my hair..."
Yi Xiaodao turned around and looked over, only to see He Yue'er wearing a long linen skirt, with her black hair hanging down, looking slightly sleepy, just like the first time she met him in the mountains that day.
Yi Xiaodao's eyes were a little straight, and he couldn't help but put the willow branch in his mouth: "It doesn't matter if you don't buy the mirror..."
"Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense and go quickly. Sister Yue'er and I are going to buy groceries and let you have a taste of our craftsmanship!" Xiang Lian'er pushed Yi Xiaodao two steps forward.
When Yi Xiaodao heard that he wanted to try the two women's cooking, he turned around and said: "Okay, okay, remember to buy more meat, whole chickens, and..."
Xiang Lian'er pulled He Yue'er into the house and simply ignored Yi Xiaodao.
Yi Xiaodao walked up the street with his hands behind his back, looking here and there. Now that he had money, everything he saw on the street felt different from before. In the past, when Yi Xiaodao was begging in Wancheng, he would only stare at the food, wanting to see it but hiding it, for fear that the shop owner would be unhappy. Now on the street, Yi Xiaodao just wants to see all kinds of novel gadgets. If it weren't for saving money, Yi Xiaodao would like to buy many things.
"Hey, isn't this Yi Xiaodao? Is he rich?" A man with half-rolled trousers passed by Yi Xiaodao. It took him a while to realize what he was doing, and he turned around and shouted.
Yi Xiaodao also looked back. He was not familiar, but he still greeted him with a smile: "Brother, you have made a little fortune, are you going to go to the fields?"
"Ah, I went to the fields to weed," the man replied casually, turned around and left, sighing: "It's good to be rich. This life is really thirty years in the east of Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. Then before Rich Man Zhao's house So rich, and now he has become like that, a little beggar in the city, and now he has made a fortune, alas..."
Yi Xiaodao gave a bitter smile and turned around to continue shopping. Suddenly he saw a beggar not far ahead, kneeling on the ground and curling up in a ball. He didn't beg for words. Someone passed by and just kowtowed on the ground. There was a broken bowl in front of him, and the broken bowl was empty. .
Yi Xiaodao didn't dare to say that he knew all the beggars in Wancheng, but Yi Xiaodao could still tell the difference between strangers among the beggars. I have never heard of beggars who only knelt on the ground and kowtowed. If there were such a beggar, they would have died of hunger long ago.
Yi Xiaodao came closer and took a closer look. Only after taking a closer look did he recognize him: "Zhao Ziyang?"
When the beggar heard someone calling him, he couldn't help but raise his head. When he saw Yi Xiaodao, he asked in confusion: "Are you..."
"Zhao Ziyang, I am Yi Xiaodao, how did you become like this?" Yi Xiaodao was a little surprised. This Zhao Ziyang is the eldest son of the local rich man Zhao's family. In Wancheng, it is a wealthy side, and Zhao Ziyang is the rich man Zhao. How could he be reduced to a beggar on the street when he had a son in his old age and was pampered to the extreme.
Zhao Ziyang searched through his memories and couldn't figure out who Yi Xiaodao was, so he still looked at him blankly.
"One year I helped Brother Zhu's house look after the melons. You brought a group of people to steal the melons and beat me up. Do you remember? There was also that time when you molested Aunt Su's daughter from the Xitou family and I stole your wallet. , I was chased and beaten by you and others, and one time I was begging for food, and you kicked my bowl to pieces..." Yi Xiaodao talked about the past and helped him recall it.
After Yi Xiaodao reminded him, Zhao Ziyang remembered that the little beggar in front of him was the little beggar he had teased back then. Looking at him now, well-dressed and rosy, he was no longer a beggar. He had climbed to some high branch...
Zhao Ziyang's face turned red, he grabbed the broken bowl in front of him and ran away.
"Run slower! Why are you in such a hurry?" Yi Xiaodao shouted from behind.
Zhao Ziyang thought that Yi Xiaodao was here to humiliate him. The little beggar he had once teased had now changed their identities and stood on the street. He really couldn't stand this change and cursed in his heart: "Damn Yi Xiaodao, take advantage of this." I didn’t know who stole something from someone’s house because of the flood. Now I’m showing off and want to humiliate me. I won’t give you this chance..."
In fact, Yi Xiaodao experienced the bloody battle at the top of Wancheng and watched the villagers he knew well fall down, feeling sad in his heart. Now that I see Zhao Ziyang, I feel like I am reunited with an old friend, and I no longer hold grudges about the past. The reason why he told Zhao Ziyang's past humiliation was because this was the only interaction between the two, and he really wanted to help Zhao Ziyang remember him, rather than being sarcastic.
Zhao Ziyang was upset and ran all the way without looking at the road while holding the broken bowl. He knocked down a person at the corner and they both fell to the ground at the same time.
"Ouch, who is it! Are you blind?" The man fell to the ground, rubbing his butt and yelling. A group of people behind him hurriedly swarmed up and helped him up. Zhao Ziyang was also in some pain. He fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a while, holding the broken bowl tightly in his arms.
"It turns out he's a stinky beggar, a thing without eyes. Come on, beat me up!" The man was helped up by the people behind him. He was wearing gold, silver, silk and satin. It looked like he was a rich man. At this time, this rich man The young master waved his hand, and the people behind him swarmed up and surrounded Zhao Ziyang, punching and kicking him.
Yi Xiaodao saw something happened in front of him and ran forward quickly: "Stop! Why do you hit people!"
The rich man glanced at Yi Xiaodao and said, "Tch, who dares to teach me a lesson?"
"My name is Yi Xiaodao, an ordinary citizen in Wancheng. It's wrong for you to hit someone! If you hit me again, I will report to the official!" Yi Xiaodao shouted to everyone.
The rich man frowned slightly. His father was a businessman from Wucheng who came to Wancheng to do business. Although he was also a dandy, he was very measured. When he saw Zhao Ziyang, a beggar carrying a broken bowl, he had no power, so he ordered people to come up. Beaten before. But the name of the person in front of him was Yi Xiaodao, and his heart skipped a beat. His father knew some people in the court, and he had also heard that Kong Bao, who was executed in the capital, was captured by a man named Yi Xiaodao. He was also generously rewarded by the emperor. I'm afraid it's not the person in front of me.
The rich man decided to test it out: "Yi Xiaodao? What a stupid name! Do you know what my name is? My surname is Kong Bao, and I am the most romantic and carefree young man in Wucheng!"
Although many people knew about Kong Bao, he came to Wancheng in the name of the imperial court at that time. Zhao Yizhi beheaded the public and only warned the officials to restrain their families. Many people in the capital even became angry when they saw Kong Bao beheaded. I don’t know who the last name is, and there are already a lot of people with the same name in the world, so a rich man named Kong Bao doesn’t have to worry about being reported to the officials.
"Kong Bao? Hahahahaha" Yi Xiaodao laughed, "The last man named Kong Bao has been beheaded in the capital, you still dare to call him Kong Bao?"
Seeing Yi Xiaodao's demeanor, the rich man was convinced. With a wave of his thin arm, all the servants retreated. The rich young man casually cupped his hands in front of Yi Xiaodao and said, "I'm sorry." After saying that, he led the others away.
"Inexplicable...Zhao Ziyang, are you okay?" Yi Xiaodao pulled Zhao Ziyang up from the ground and asked.
Zhao Ziyang shook off Yi Xiaodao's hand and ran away holding the broken bowl.
"Xiao Dao, you are really kind-hearted." An old man on crutches said to Yi Xiao Dao with a smile.
Yi Xiaodao turned his head and said happily: "Master Ma, are you okay?"
"Hehehehe, I'm so smart! As soon as the water reached the base of the city wall, I left the city and ran into the mountains. I broke a leg, but my life was saved." Mr. Ma smacked his lips, feeling quite proud.
Yi Xiaodao nodded repeatedly: "Yes, no one is as smart as Mr. Ma Sanye. As long as it's okay, it'll be okay. By the way, what's going on with the Zhao family?"
Mr. Ma then said: "When the flood first broke out, Mr. Zhao also wanted to run away, but he was reluctant to let go of the land. Then he thought of selling the land in exchange for money and leaving his hometown to go elsewhere. As a result, there was such a delay , the water was so heavy that we couldn't walk. Later, he was killed by bandits on the city wall. It was so miserable. All the banknotes were also robbed, and this little kid was left in the whole family. First, he had no money, and second, he had no land. I can’t survive anymore…”
Yi Xiaodao listened with rapt attention: "So that's it..."
"Let me tell you, leave him alone. Mr. Zhao and his family are not good people when they bullied you so much in the past. This is all retribution!" Mr. Ma said from the side.
Yi Xiaodao took out the silver and handed it to Ma Sanye: "Ma Sanye, here are eleven taels of silver. I know you are a great philanthropist in Wancheng, with a sharp tongue and a soft heart. Give Zhao Ziyang these ten taels of silver and let him buy some. Earth, live a good life. You are not allowed to eat on this day, but you have to let others eat. I still have one tael left, so treat it as my filial piety to you and buy wine to eat!"
Mr. Ma San took the money, without weighing it, and stuffed it into his pocket. He leaned on his crutch and said, "Leave it to me. Don't worry. This child has been kind-hearted since he was a child. I, Ma San, have never looked the other way!" My heart is kind... my heart is kind..." Mr. Ma muttered and left on crutches.
After Yi Xiaodao watched Mr. Ma leave, he continued to wander around the city humming a little tune.
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Yi Xiaodao hummed and bought back some furniture such as tables, chairs and benches. Xiang Lian'er and He Yue'er cooked, and the three of them had a delicious meal.
After eating and drinking, Yi Xiaodao was sent to wash the dishes by Xiang Lian'er. While Yi Xiaodao was angrily washing the dishes, Xiang Lian'er sneaked up behind Yi Xiaodao.
"Xiao Dao, let me tell you something~" Xiang Lian'er looked mysterious and looked at He Yue'er who was cleaning the table in the hall from time to time.
Yi Xiaodao muttered: "What's the matter?"
Xiang Lian'er whispered in Yi Xiaodao's ear: "Yi Xiaodao, do you want to get married to Sister Yue'er?"
