Yijuan cloud

Chapter 279 Picked up a boy

I looked up.

I saw a boy in shabby clothes, pointing at me with a rusty kitchen knife.

I chuckled and said, "How much do you want?"

"How many coppers do you have?"

"this is for you."

I took out a piece of broken silver from my sleeve, raised my hand and threw it to the ground.

The boy's eyes were attracted by the silver, and he immediately turned around to pick it up.

I took off the bow and arrows behind me, put the bow on the string, and shot out the arrow when I stood up.

A crisp "ding" sound hit the broken silver.

The boy just bent over to pick up the silver, and the arrow missed his head.

He was startled and fell to the ground.

I held the bow, walked up to him, and said: "You don't even have the skills to be a three-legged cat, and you still want to be a robber? Today I will let you see what it means to be a thief when he encounters a cutoff! Take away the money you have." Come out! Quick!"

He got up on his knees in panic and kept kowtowing: "Uncle, please spare my life! I don't have any money. I, I don't even have a copper plate. I was wrong. I was wrong. Please let me go."

I picked up the silver on the ground, put it back in my sleeve, and said, "You are a little thief. If you do something bad once, you will do it a second time or a third time. You are unlucky today. I know Kung Fu when you meet me." , if I were an ordinary common man, would I let you rob me? Today, sir, I don’t want to see myself in trouble, but I can’t just let you go. Get up and follow me to see the official."

"Sir, please forgive me! This is my first robbery. Really, really! I am also a stable and responsible citizen. It is just because my 70-year-old mother is sick and has no money to buy medicine. I really have no choice but to see my uncle again." He is a foreigner, so he wants to get some money to buy medicine for my mother."

"Your excuse is too old-fashioned. It's weird for me to believe you. Let's go, I don't have much patience..."

"Uncle! Uncle! If you don't believe it, just come home with me and have a look. My mother is really going to die!"

As he said this, he sat on the ground and cried loudly.

Seeing him crying and wiping away his tears, I felt pity for a moment and thought: Anyway, nothing happened, so I'll go and have a look with him. If what he says is true, then I'll spare him. If he's lying, I'll let him go. It's not too late to drag him to report to the official.

After walking through several alleys, he finally arrived at what he called home.

That's an old house.

Xing'er and I often passed by this place in the past and knew that it was an empty house and no one lived in it.

When did it become this kid’s home?

"This is your house?" I asked him, "Isn't it? No one lived in it before."

He looked at me in surprise, nodded quickly and said, "It turns out that uncle knows. This house does not belong to my family. My mother and I fled here a few years ago. Seeing that no one lived here, we moved in."

No wonder I didn't recognize him, and he regarded me as a foreigner.

I thought silently and followed him into the yard.

There were a few chickens in the yard, which was dilapidated but clean and tidy.

He opened the curtain for me, and I raised my chin to let him go in.

He jumped over the threshold and still held the curtain open for me.

At this time, a feeble voice came from inside: "Wadan'er?"

It turned out that this kid's name was Wa Dan'er. I couldn't help but feel happy and chuckled.Wa Dan'er immediately blushed and called in: "Mom, it's me."

A broken door panel was covered with a colorless tattered quilt, and an old woman with silver hair lay on it.

The complexion is yellow, the lips are purple, and the eyes are unable to be opened.

It is already a dying figure.

I walked over slowly, knelt down and put my hand lightly on my mother-in-law's wrist.

Na Wa Dan'er also squatted down and looked at me expectantly.

I sighed, stood up, and said to Wa Dan'er, "Follow me."

Walking out of the house that was full of sickness and musty smell, I took a deep breath and threw a bag of silver to Wa Daner:
"Your mother's illness is so severe that there is no cure. Applying the right medicine can only delay it for a while. You can use this money."

The theater troupes in the county are still the same except that they are a little older.

The characters I was once familiar with have changed quite a bit, but that didn't stop me from enjoying myself.

After listening to it in the theater for three days, I went to wander elsewhere.

Jiangnan embroidery has always been famous, and the patterns woven by embroiderers in various places are also different.

When I passed by a small embroidery workshop, I discovered a new embroidery pattern, and the weaving method was even unique, so I had the idea of ​​​​ordering a batch to go back.

Most of the money I earned from business in the past was given to Xing'er's parents, and I kept some.I originally thought that the travel expenses were always enough, but I stayed in hotels along the way, and when I was in Fujian, I made a gold body for the Bodhisattva in the temple, and I could see the money on my body.If I earn more money from this batch of weaving and embroidery, I will be able to have more money in the future.

With this thought in mind, I paid a deposit to the head of the embroidery workshop, and I set off back to Northern Xinjiang.

Just as I rode up the official road, I heard a familiar voice faintly behind me: "Uncle! Uncle—"

I turned the horse's head and saw a small black shadow.

Soon it was getting closer, and I recognized it was Wadan'er.

In the late autumn morning, he was sweating profusely from running. He stood panting underneath and was speechless for a long time.

After a while, he slowly knelt down and said, "My name is Li Wa. Please let me follow you! I will be your slave and serve you. I am capable and not afraid of hardship."

I changed my mind and said, "Your mother..."

"My mother is gone. Thanks to the uncle's money, I can buy a thin coffin for my mother. Li Wa is willing to work hard to repay you for your great kindness."

I took Li Wa back to Northern Xinjiang.

He is quite diligent and is familiar with Jiangnan. I intend to let him learn to do business.

However, although he worked hard without complaining, he was not clever enough.

In the past, Xing'er knew the secrets at the first glance, but he was obsessed with them for a long time.

When I saw him, I missed Qixing'er.

After this trip, Fan Li sent me half a box of letters when I came back.

I spent half the afternoon reading it and wrote a reply to Fan Li.

The reply was long, and after writing it, I felt calm and peaceful, and I breathed a long sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)