When old friends meet, there are a thousand things they want to say in their hearts. Dasha waved to the younger boys behind him and said, "Come here and meet the Third Young Master. He is the one that the old village master often mentioned, the great benefactor of our village." Those few and Ye San Younger men who were not much different in age stepped forward. They must have heard from the elders in the village about the friendship between the handsome man in front of them and those in their own village. At that moment, several people knelt down and shouted in unison: "See you there." Thank you for being a benefactor." How could you dare to receive such a great gift in the middle of the night? He quickly stepped aside and helped the young people on the ground up, saying: "Who taught you all this, why are you still kneeling down?"
"This is what the old village leader said." One of the young men was honest,
"He said that without the Third Young Master, there would be no Fenghuang Village. He would have to kneel down wherever he saw you."
"My mother said so too." Someone next to him echoed and added.
"This is a big joke, where does this kind of rule come from?" Ye San was even more stunned,
"Didn't the old village master teach you that a dignified seven-foot-tall man has gold under his knees? Kneel down to the sky and kneel to your parents. Can you kneel to me?"
"Uncle Dasha, it's the Third Young Master who won't let us kneel down. You have to make it clear to the old village leader when you go back." Another young man said hehey at the side.
Dasha smiled and nodded,
"If you don't kneel, you won't kneel. If you don't kneel, you don't have to kneel. He has the final say." Ye Sangeng turned to look at Dasha and said with a smile: " Dasha, Dasha, I call you Dasha no matter what. Before. Everyone calls you Lao Wang, even the old village leader calls you Lao Wang."
"Third Young Master gave me the name Dasha back then. After you left, everyone in the village started calling me that." Dasha, who spoke a rich dialect, seemed to enjoy the name.
"The leader of the village said that fools are blessed by fools. It's a good name. I also think that the name given to me by the Third Young Master is very nice." Over there, Ye Xiayou had already groped his way to the midnight watch. Although he didn't speak, he could listen to their conversation. Tan Shenhuan felt relieved, knowing what his brother just said
The "bandits" are really familiar to each other. Ye San smiled even more and patted Wang Dasha on the shoulder again, pulled Ye Xiayou over, and introduced: "This is my sister, Ye Xiayou. This is Wang..." Suddenly he remembered that he had been with this gang in the past.
The "bandit" came into contact with the situation of Ban La Yue, but he still didn't know the real name of this lean man with a silly smile.
"I'm Wang Dasha." Dasha took over the topic himself and laughed silly again.
"Foolish people are always stupid." Seven years ago, when he was sixteen or seventeen years old, he was traveling alone in the rivers and lakes. Passing through the Phoenix Mountain, he encountered a group of people who claimed to be bandits but were not professional at all in their dress and grooming. Men, women, old and young.
The leader was an old man with a big beard, which was shaggy on his wrinkled old face. He was riding a mangy donkey with a few scars, followed by a group of crooked melons. The old, weak, sick and disabled in Zao, and even some half-grown children with runny noses were mixed in. They had everything in their hands, including axes, sickles, hoes, shovels, two children holding slingshots, and an old woman. Holding a door stick at home, each one
"Weapons" can be said to be an eye-opener. Unsurprisingly, when they met, the old man riding the donkey hadn't finished shouting.
"I drive this road." He saw that the people around him fell silent, and the children were so frightened that they were either stunned or crying.
Old man shouts
"The wind is tight and pulling," before he could say it, the young man in front of him, who was not as old as his granddaughter, grabbed the reins.
A group of very unprofessional bandits suddenly dispersed. The bandit was robbed by a passer-by. Telling the truth about it would really make you laugh out loud.
At this time, Wang Dasha, who was not yet called Dasha at the time, gave up when he saw his leader being arrested. Without saying anything, he picked up a stick at hand and didn't care about the kick he had just received. Feeling how much his stomach hurt, his first thought was to rescue his village leader from the young man's hands first.
As expected, how could Wang Dasha be Midnight's opponent? Even if he was holding the reins with one hand to prevent the old man from escaping, with just one hand, Ye Sangen could easily deal with this stupid and unruly man.
Naturally, Midnight Watch wouldn't use all its strength. At first glance, these people looked like farm men. Everyone could tell that they didn't have the violence of bandits at all. Thinking about Midnight Watch at that time, this group of people might be I would choose this career only if I encountered some obstacles that I couldn't overcome. There was no need for me to kill myself.
But no matter how hard he held back, he couldn't prevent this person from charging up desperately. I don't know whether it was Ye Sangeng's previous moves that frightened him or Dasha's hard work, but the old man on the donkey had his eyes wide open and was at a loss from the beginning to the end.
After being kicked four or five times by Ye San Geng, this honest man with a pipe pole on his waist still rushed up regardless, obviously just to rescue the old man from Ye San Geng's hands.
In any case, it was much better than the other people who were frightened by Ye San Geng and ran away and hid.
In the middle of the night, the old man riding the donkey was released without thinking. Seeing that his boss was fine, the foolish man sat down on the ground, took out his shiny pipe and took a few puffs, opening his mouth with black teeth.
I heard that my younger brother was going to be with this group of people back then.
After talking about the "bandits" in detail, Ye Xiayou showed no airs and said with a smile: "Then my brother really couldn't bear to let me go."
"Old Brother" then called Wang Dashu into confusion. After living for more than forty years, he never dared to think that the second young lady from a wealthy family could say such kind words to him, and calling him such a name made him feel uncomfortable. It’s a title I haven’t heard of in ten years.
On weekdays, when I go to the city to do business, the girls from wealthy families, although they don't look at me in a bad way, they all avoid me and stay far away, lest they touch me and look like... It seemed like something was missing, it was so tight that it made people sick.
Therefore, in the past five or six years, whenever the villagers sent fresh mountain products to Phoenix City, this farm man who always liked to laugh and laugh always hid behind him. Even if the village owner called on him, he would always shirk his duties.
This is not a sneak peek, it's just that this honest man can't stand the faces of some wealthy people in the city.
To him, on the contrary, the blind and handsome girl in front of him was so polite, which made him hesitate and scratch his head for a moment, not knowing what to say. He felt embarrassed at the same time.
The muscular man who was always smiling innocently grinned before saying anything, and smiled in embarrassment.
"Second Miss, what you said is obvious. Third Young Master has helped our village a lot, so it doesn't matter if you hit me twice." No one knows what the connection is between hitting him twice and helping the village, but from what he said It's the same thing as it is said here.
The night is far away and smiling,
"It doesn't make sense." Wang Dasha just smiled. He didn't care what others thought, as long as he thought it made sense.
Ye Sangen looked at his naive look, patted him on the shoulder again, and said with a smile: "Hitting is a kiss, how can you feel comfortable if you don't hit or scold." Wang Dasha rubbed his shoulders and said: "Don't hit you again if I kiss you. I'm sorry, at that time it hurt even when you were so young, but now it's even more unbearable when you're so tall." This caused another burst of laughter in the middle of the night.
"I thought your village would be in the north of the mountain without going around the corner, but that guy Qi Mo Yan actually asked you to make another trip." Ye San Geng was good at making excuses and speaking tactfully.
Wang Dasha said: "We all went to bed last night, and City Lord Qi sent someone to inform us that you were coming today. At that time, the old village owner asked me to lead a few of them to wait, because he was afraid of following you. Missed it." Ye Sangen complained,
"The same goes for Qi Moyan. What else can I do to trouble you?" Mentioning the old village leader again, Ye Sangeng changed the topic and asked, "Is the old village master in good health?" Ye Sangeng recalled those past events that were already somewhat blurry. ,
"At that time, I remember that he had a problem with Lao Han's legs. When the weather got cold, the pain was excruciating."
"The prescription you left when you left was really effective. The old village master was fine after taking it." Wang Dasha just smiled and said,
"Now the old village master is ready to let his future grandson-in-law be the village master and just enjoy the blessings himself."
"Oh, Er Nizi got married?" She still smiled at midnight,
"This girl doesn't mean what she says. She said she wants to be my wife when she grows up."
"We have found a son-in-law, and he is the one who barged in the door. He is a poor boy from outside. He is quite honest, but he talks in the same way, and I don't understand him. But Erni likes him, and the old village master also likes him." Wang Da Silly said,
"Er Nizi was young at that time, so don't take what she says seriously. The old village master still says that she scared you away in the first place. Her wild girl is not worthy of you, young master."
"No, no, no." Ye Sangen smiled and waved his hand,
"I left mainly because I was afraid that if I stayed any longer, I would really be unhappy."
"Then I have to go and see the village that makes my brother so happy, and the little girl who is almost my mistress." Ye Xiayou joked at the right time.
"Second Miss, don't you dare say such nonsense, we roughnecks are not worthy of you." It seems that he has never spoken to a lady like Ye Xiayou at such a close distance. Wang Dasha's face is always bright in the sun. His dark face, tanned by hard work, was slightly red.
"Hey, brother, how can there be such a rough man and a mean man?" Ye Xia said,
"A thousand acres of fertile land means three meals a day, a millionaire means a day's work, and a deep courtyard means a couch seven feet away. What's the difference? Could it be that my brother thinks I'm different from you because I'm blind?" Wang Dasha said. He was so frightened that he was so straightforward all his life that he couldn't tell the joke in his words. He hurriedly waved his hands and said: "No, no, I didn't mean that. The second young lady is really good at talking, better than my mother-in-law." Ye Ye was once again annoyed. Laughing at midnight.
Wang Dasha was stunned, then realized that he had said the wrong thing, he scratched his head and ears, slapped his mouth a few times, and said: "Look at my bad mouth, how can the second lady compare to my wife?" ." Ye Xiayou said with a smile: "Why, you said bad things about my old sister-in-law at home, and you just slapped your mouth? See how I will sue you when I return to the village, so that you can't enter the house." Being praised as a mouthful Han Zhuji's Ye Xiayou drew a lot closer to the relationship between the two in just a few words.
"Yes, yes, yes, go back to the village. The old village master has been waiting for a long time. Third Young Master, do you still remember Li Ergou? He knew you were coming and he wanted to have a drink with you." Wang Dasha chuckled. As he stood there, he seemed to remember the way Li Ergou looked when he was yelling.
"Who have I ever been afraid of when drinking! Drink the damn thing!" Ye San laughed even harder, hugged Wang Dasha with his right hand, and grabbed his sister with his left hand.
"I'm going to drink him for three days and three nights, hahahahaha." When we meet in the rivers and lakes in life, we will laugh drunkenly and accompany the father for three thousand times, and we will never complain about separation and sorrow.
In three years, it was the first time that Ye Xiayou heard her brother smile so heartily. It seems that this is the arena that I yearn for, it’s fun.
That's what Ye Xia'er thought in her heart. It was more fun than all the fun things she had encountered in the past three years.
