"It's really you in the first year of junior high school!" He Baozheng rubbed his eyes. He couldn't believe that the scene in front of him was real. His eyes were already a little moist and the whites of his eyes were slightly red. He thought that at his age, too many years had passed. I have forgotten what tears are. I didn’t expect that tears have always been hidden in my heart.
He Baozheng actually knew Li Chuyi!
Liang Chuan looked at the love-hate relationship between the two gentlemen and said abruptly: "It's exactly what I thought."
He Baozheng was outspoken and said directly: "What do you think?"
Li Chuyi's tone did not change and he said calmly: "Have you seen it a long time ago?"
Liang Chuan said: "He Baozheng, if I guessed correctly, the thatched cottage we lived in was Brother Li's original home!"
He Baozheng couldn't believe his ears. This Liang Chuan was an outsider. It turned out that he was not born and raised in He Lu. It was even more impossible for him to know many past events in He Lu. How could he even know that this house was originally lived by Li Chuyi?
"San'er, this history is a bit old. I can't remember it very well, old man. How did you know about it?"
Liang Chuan smiled a little cheerfully, without any shadow on his face, and said: "I am a little beggar from outside. I have not lived like you. I really don't know the past events of your village."
Liang Chuan glanced at Li Chuyi and said with deep meaning in his eyes: "Brother Li was rescued by Yi Niang when he first came to Helu. At that time, he was already so hungry that he fainted and collapsed on the roadside. But Brother Li also has special skills. Generally speaking, such skills and such an end are a bit inconsistent with his status. This is the first point. The second point is that when Brother Li saw our dilapidated house, Yi Niang said that he was stunned and asked a lot about this house. The house we lived in had been abandoned for many years, and no one came to live in it. Now that we are here to live in it, we are not the original owners, and it is impossible to make irresponsible remarks, so... ...Brother Li is either a relative of this house or has some connection with this house."
"Besides, the scar on your face betrays you. There should be a tattoo there. It's your exclusive tattoo for soldiers, but it didn't come off for some reason."
In the poor Song Dynasty, there were two types of people who needed to be tattooed, one was the criminal, and the other was the soldier who sacrificed his life for the country. In order to manage the soldiers, the Song Dynasty required all of them to be tattooed. .
He Baozheng found it incredible when he heard Liang Chuan's analysis. Li Chu saw Liang Chuan one by one and witnessed Liang Chuan's various ingenious remarks and unconstrained actions. He was not surprised that Liang Chuan could say such a thing today. .
Li Chuyi said: "When did you notice me?"
Liang Chuan said: "From the first time I saw you."
"How did you get it?"
The other group of people, including Ye Xiaochai, the artist who recruited their younger brother, listened to them talking about something they couldn't understand at all, but from the serious expressions of Liang Chuan and Li Chuyi, it seemed that they were talking about something very important. It is best for women not to get too involved in family affairs, especially when the man in the family is not a soft-boiled man.
Liang Chuan pointed to the ax not far away and the platform for chopping firewood, and said: "The first time I saw you chopping firewood, even though you only had one arm, you could do it in one go without holding on to the firewood. The firewood split into two halves, this is either done by those who have been collecting firewood for a long time, or they have been practicing with weapons such as axes for a long time..."
Liang Chuan looked at everyone, who listened carefully, as if waiting for him to continue, and then continued: "The calluses on your tiger's mouth are rougher than those of an average old man collecting firewood, and your skin is too chapped. That gash is bigger than Zhaodi’s mouth! The weather in the south is still cold and wet even in winter, so it’s not possible to freeze your hands into such a horrific gash. Moreover, your accent is from Fengshan, which further proves that you are from here. Secondly, I have seen the broken arm of your left hand. The wound is too neat. It was not caused by a wild animal or an object such as a beast trap. It is more like it was cut out with a smooth edge by a knife. The weather is not cold in the south, and there is no war in the south. To practice your killing skills, there is no other way but to practice on the battlefield. All kinds of judgments put together, you should be a soldier. In the north, you will be fighting with the Khitan or Dangxiang. people.."
Liang Chuan's reasoning was really astonishing and well-founded, as if he had experienced these things himself.
He Baozheng knew these past events, but he said nothing because Liang Chuan was right. Li Chuyi asked again: "Then how are you sure that I will go to Dafu Mountain with you?"
At this time, Liang Chuan felt a little embarrassed, his face was a little hot, and he said: "Your own home was burned down by these bird people. Can you just let it go? Besides, these people are here to fight for their lives." , If you can’t finish it once, you will definitely come a second time. You have risked your life, so you know what it feels like to be missed to death. The feeling of thorns on your back is uncomfortable. The way you went to chase the second master that day was better than us. Heart, so I'm sure you won't let these thieves go... Since I want to destroy them, I am the only one who must go and kill them. I will never come back. I will pull you here. You have seen the ruthless people in the north. After all, these little bandits should be ignored..."
Li Chuyi shook his head, looked at Liang Chuan, sighed, this sigh seemed to make him many years older, and said to He Baozheng: "Hey, He Lu has good Feng Shui. There are so many talented people, why is this? No, Fengshan Xinghua will not be able to do well in the future."
When He Baozheng heard Li Chuyi call him his nickname from back then, his old face turned red, he puffed his beard and whispered with eyes wide open: "There are juniors here, please give me face, don't call me that nickname, it's been decades." No one has called. Liang Chuan had an accident in the mountains a few days ago. The doctors said that he could not be saved. Not only did he not die, he seemed to have become a different person. His brain was much easier to use. They all said that he gave the land to the mountain god. Enlightened!"
Li Chu made a sound, and then said: "Instead of calling you by your nickname, why don't you call you He Jialuo? The name your father gave you back then was so depressing. The Luo family is in ruins. No wonder the ancestral property of your old He family belongs to you." My hands are almost empty.”
Neither horizontally nor vertically. Li Chuyi was always a sharp-tongued person, and his mouth was never forgiving. He Baozheng had been playing with him since he was a child and knew his character, but he hadn't suffered such a loss for many years. Still very angry.
Yi Niang had already moved out the iron pot and prepared the earthen stove set up with a few stones to cook dinner for the night. Zhao Di was already extremely anxious, and the gluttons in his stomach were about to eat him alive. He Baozheng saw why the second son of the Zheng family was still standing next to him. Didn't he just be asked to bring wine to the house? Also, what good dishes can be cooked in this iron pot later? How many times a year can farmers see meat and vegetables? Are you going to cook such plump pheasants and bamboo rats in this earthen stove?
He Baozheng felt sorry for these meat dishes and couldn't help it. He said to Yi Niang: "How about I tell you, you guys don't even have a decent stove, okay, okay, don't mess around with these pheasants, bamboo rats, etc." Come on, take the food and go to my house to cook it."
Zhaodi said something more eloquent: "Auntie, do you have any objections to the fact that so many of us are going to Baozheng's house?"
Baozheng was angry. Li Chuyi's family is of the same generation as mine. It's okay to be rude. Do you, a junior, want to question my family status? He Baozheng angrily scolded his younger brother Zhao, "I'm different from your useless brother!"
Under the night, some small animals in the fields and mountains make cooing sounds from time to time. Although it is not as lively as in summer, it is also interesting in its own way, adding a sense of life to this world with not very bright lights. A group of people turned around and followed He Baozheng as he ran toward Baozheng's house.
He Baozheng's wife was cleaning the celery residue at the gate, which could be swept up for the pigs to eat. It was getting dark, and I vaguely saw a large group of people walking towards the door of my house. I watched helplessly. There were men and women in the crowd, and they were a mess. The man at home was not there either. He immediately panicked, threw down the broom, ran into the house, slammed the door, quickly closed it, bolted it, and closed the door tightly.
Zhaodi took a look at it and wanted to make a joke on Baozheng again: "Master Baozheng, this is wrong. Why did Auntie see everyone coming to your house and close the door tightly? According to me, it must be on weekdays. , Bao Zheng, you often do this, bring people home, and your aunt must be angry with you, haha."
He Baozheng knew the joke he was making, so he didn't take it seriously and said, "Everyone, wait outside the door for a while. I'll ask my mother-in-law to open the door!" After saying that, He Baozheng grabbed the door knocker and slammed it on the door, bang bang bang. He knocked several times in succession and shouted into the door: "Xifeng, open the door, it's me!"
A woman's voice came from the door and answered, "Who are the others?"
He Baozheng glanced at Liang Chuan's group, and several of them couldn't help laughing. He was a little embarrassed and said: "They are all people from the village. The second child of the Zheng family and the one at the foot of the mountain fell half to death a few days ago. Liang San, and Li Chuyi, who wore a pair of pants with me twenty years ago."
"No, why did I see several women! What do they do?"
Upon hearing this, several people laughed even more.
Brother Zhao has long heard that He Baozheng's wife is a good and virtuous wife. She married into their He family and never went out of her family. She helped He Baozheng and worked hard without complaining. But there was one thing wrong with her, she was so jealous! On weekdays, when some disputes between parents in the village are entangled, He Baozheng needs to step in to solve them. But once someone's beautiful daughter-in-law talks to He Baozheng, there will be trouble when she comes back.
Over the past few decades, the entire He Lu family has known that the He Baozheng family has a good wife who is very jealous. No one is perfect.
