Big Ear Thief Selling Straw Sandals

Chapter 48

"Okay! Brother Yun is mighty!"

In front of Zhaojiazhuang, the pale-faced guy drove back the fierce old man from Youzhou with a stick, winning applause from everyone.

Old man Zhao was not annoyed, he retreated and picked up his spear.

The group of boys started to get nervous, the tip of the spear was very sharp, if there was a mistake, they would either die or be injured, it was not a joke.

However, the old man Zhao unscrewed the spear point slowly and put it in his arms, and hooked his fingers at the pale-faced boy.

"Come on, the old man stands still, and I will give you three moves."

This posture is clearly looking down on people.

The white-faced guy was very competitive, and it was rare to meet a master, so he immediately poked him with a stick.

A stroke of Danfeng Chaoyang, smart and elegant.

"Okay! Brother Yun is doing great!"

The boy with a white face is the best in the village with guns, sticks, fists and feet, and he has long convinced the young people to be proud of him.

Old man Zhao didn't move at all, and took the time to use the spear shaft to push away the opponent's wooden stick.

"what!"

Everyone was both surprised and regretful.

The white-faced boy withdrew his long stick and used "Feng Nod" again, and the three gunflowers covered the opponent's chest and abdomen, both virtual and real.

The old man Zhao swung a club casually, just in time to block the young man's wooden stick.

He missed twice in a row, and the opponent's calm demeanor, figure, and stick technique overlapped with the vague shadows in his childhood memory.

The white-faced boy suddenly came to his senses.

The grey-haired old man in front of him was his father who had been away from home for ten years.

Throwing away the stick, he knelt down on both knees: "Father!"

what! ?

"Why is Brother Yun kneeling? You don't need to recognize your father if you lose, right?"

"Snapped!"

"Blind, that's Uncle Zhao, Brother Yun's own father!"

I haven't seen each other for ten years, and the father and son don't know each other. It's really hard to say.

For the first time in ten years, old man Zhao shed tears and wiped the corners of his eyes.

Pulling his son up, he laughed and scolded: "You bastard, you still recognize me?"

Zhao Yun still couldn't believe it, and wiped away his tears, and couldn't help asking: "It's really Father, why are you back?"

"I can't explain a sentence or two, let's talk when I go back to the room, where's your mother?"

After confirming that it was Zhao Yun's father who had returned, all the juniors knelt down and shouted "Uncle Uncle".

"Alright, alright, get up!"

Someone rushed back to the village to report, telling Brother Yun his mother.

Someone helped carry the luggage, and was shocked to see the full armor.

This is a decent military product, not to mention county soldiers, even county soldiers are rare.

Didn't the old man sneak back?
Desertion is a capital offense!

Glancing at the suspicious younger boy, the old man Zhao didn't care, took his son who was about to be taller than him, and went home with a smile.

The crowd surrounded the father and son and returned to the dilapidated thatched cottage courtyard, where a thin middle-aged woman was closing in on the door and wiping her tears.

".One Night in Beijing"

Zhao Yun, who has been underestimated for ten years, is very happy at this time.

Lao Yuan shouted loudly: "Mother, look, my father is back!"

"The head of the house"

Halfway through speaking, tears welled up again.

Old man Zhao strode forward, held his wife's hand, and squeezed it tightly.

"Damn it, I've suffered for you for so many years!"

The old man Zhao took his old wife into his arms, and the two hugged each other and wept.

After a while, Zhao Yun came up and said with a smile: "Father, mother, don't cry, you should be happy today! Father, haven't you eaten yet?"

Only then did the hostess come to her senses, the man in charge came back from a long way, and it would be serious to boil water and make some warm food.

At this time, the head of the Zhao family village came after hearing the news.

Although he is from his hometown, the old man Zhao suddenly returned to the village with his armor, and his behavior was very suspicious.

"I am the head of the village, Zhao Tian, ​​this is Zhao Da who went out to join the army ten years ago?"

The old man Zhao nodded and said: "Li Chang is well, I am Zhao Da, let's go into the house and drink some water."

"No, no, I dare to ask Zhao Da, why did you return home today? Why did you bring armor?"

The old man Zhao bent down, took out a piece of paper from the package, and handed it to the village chief Zhao Bian in a leisurely manner.

"Now there is Zhao Da, the school lieutenant of Guan Yu in Yongzhou, who has retired and returned to his hometown. The military uniform sword and spear and a pair of armor he holds are donated by the Yongzhou government as a proof."

The inscription is the bright red Yongzhou government seal.

Retirement certificates are unheard of, but the big seal cannot be faked.

Thinking about the many strange things about Yongzhou Zhoumu, Zhao Ting pinched his nose and handed over his retirement certificate.

After saying a few polite words, Li Zheng left in a hurry.

Some elders and peers came to visit one after another, and Zhao Da, who had seen the world, talked and laughed happily.

The crowd dissipated, only a few little kids were still watching the novelty through the fence.

Zhao Dacai took out a cloth bag from the biggest burden and handed it to his son.

"Let your mother stick it on the cauldron to warm it up."

Zhao Yun opened the cloth bag, and the six steamed buns, which he had never seen before, went into the house and handed them to the cook according to his father's wishes.

When he came out of the house, Zhao Yun couldn't help being curious. He looked through his father's equipment and couldn't put it down while holding the spear.

As expected of a real guy in the army, really sharp!
The hostess of the Zhao family was nimble, and quickly brought out hot meals and dishes, as well as heated steamed buns.

Zhao Da picked up a short knife, cut open the three buns, and gave a piece to each doll at the door.

"Remember, this is Hou Ye Momo, it's much tastier than dead dough pancakes."

Amidst the voices of thanks "Thank you, uncle, thank you, uncle", the children in Zhaozhuang tasted the taste of dough for the first time.

Zhao Da sat on the threshold, took the last three buns one by one, rushed up to the county, and cupped his hands.

"Thanks to Lord Hou, I can only go home today, Lord Marquis!"

"Eat it!"

Although the momo has been dry for a long time, the mother and son were quite surprised by the soft taste after heating.

It was a great joy for the head of the family to come back. The hostess killed a laying hen.

To be honest, Zhao Da eats fresh meat every day, and the chicken, duck and fish are no longer fresh.

I stuffed two chicken legs for my wife and children, and I tore off the toothless chicken neck, chicken head, chicken feet, and chicken butt, and gnawed on it with relish.

The only pity is that there is no wine.

Seeing that the husband gave most of the chicken to his son, he was both relieved and uneasy.

"Master, why don't you eat meat, it doesn't suit your appetite?"

"Pfft!" He spat out a small piece of chicken bone.

Zhao Da laughed and said: "I have meat every day in the camp, and there is no shortage of oil and water in my stomach. Yunwa is too thin, eat more to grow my body!"

Zhao Yun put down the chicken nuggets and asked curiously, "Father, is there really meat to eat in the camp?"

"Master Hou personally ordered, can there be a fake? This steamed bun, as well as soup cakes, rice, you can eat whatever you want."

The hostess was happy for her husband, but she still whispered her doubts.

"Then why did the head of the family retreat?"

"It's retirement. Hey, we don't want to come back either, but Master Hou thought we were getting old, so he let us go back to our hometown"

Zhao Da looked around and said in a low voice, "Master Hou has given you a recovery subsidy, and I will show it to you when I get back to the house."

I don't know what recovery subsidy is, but looking at the man's face, it is clearly related to money.

It's almost time to eat and drink, the hostess cleaned up, Zhao Da looked at his son and said, "Go play a few games."

Zhao Yun jumped up and used a set of Zhao family marksmanship.

Zhao Da shook his head, it was too well-behaved, and it took only three seconds to go into battle.

However, his son's comprehension ability is very good, and it is difficult for him to master the esoteric teachings taught to him when he was young.

Picking up the wooden stick, he made gestures while explaining, and imparted all the experience of the battle.

Dad's moves are extremely simple, focusing on key points, and at the critical moment when he can't change his body shape to dodge.

If he really fought against each other, he would have died [-] times earlier.

Seeing the power of the killing technique, like piercing the window paper, Zhao Yun's comprehension of the martial technique went up to a higher level in his consciousness.

As night fell, under the faint oil lamp, a family of three gathered around a small table.

Zhao Da unwrapped a small package, revealing a pile of gold, silver and copper coins.

Not only the demobilization subsidy, but also the military salary and military rewards accumulated in the past two years after following Guan Yu from Zhongshan.

A full 15 taels of gold, 37 taels of silver, and more than 2000 copper coins.

If it wasn't for socializing with colleagues, it would at least double the cost, but for a man in the army, his face is much more important than his life.

The mother and son, who had never seen gold and silver, were stunned.

If it's nothing more than good food in the military camp, how can they bring back so much money?It's not a dream, is it?
His wife and children had never seen a big scene, so Zhao Da gave a slight "cough".

The mistress woke up like a dream, and hurriedly tied the package.

"Master, this is really from Lord Hou? Is it okay to have so much money?"

"Then there is still a fake? If you trade your life for real gold and silver, the heavenly king and I will not break the law!"

The hostess wanted to hide subconsciously, but looking at the dilapidated thatched cottage, there was really nowhere to hide.

"Well, I'm thinking about buying [-] acres of land, a cow, and a new house. It's almost enough."

According to Zhao Da's idea, after purchasing these households, they can barely be regarded as middle households, and basically they will not worry about food and clothing for the rest of their lives.

"Well, just listen to the master."

No matter how good the money is, it is not as stable as having a land and a house.

At this time, Zhao Da took out a silver hairpin from his arms like a magic trick, and put it in his wife's hand.

"Look, do you like it?"

Beautiful jewelry, women of any age, can not resist.

He looked at the oil lamp again and again, his brows and eyes were full of joy, in Zhao Da's eyes, it seemed that the girl from more than 20 years ago had returned.

The very discerning son sneaked back to his bed.

While playing with the old man's short knife, he imagined the scene of big fish and meat in the military camp, eating steamed buns until he was full.

Joining the army seems pretty good.

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