Following the footsteps of Old Man Hu, Zhong Qingye walked with him through the small wooden door on the fence, and walked along the scattered pebbles to the door of the house. Zhong Qingye stopped and looked at the house in front of him, which was no different from other houses.
The thatched house has an old wooden door from many years ago. There is even some moist moss growing on the corner of the door, giving it a rather rural feel.【】
When you raise your head, you can still see some radish, cabbage, chicken, duck and other dry goods tied with straw ropes above the mouth. They are hung under the eaves to dry, and are swaying slightly when the evening breeze blows.
"Honey, what are you doing? Come out quickly, we have a guest coming! Wife!" Old man Hu walked to the front door with a beaming face, shouting at the top of his voice, and took the fish basket out of the house.
Take it off your shoulders.
Zhong Qingye turned around, walked slowly behind the old man, and stopped one meter away.
"What's it called? I heard..." As soon as the old man's voice fell, a young woman's voice came from the room. Her tone seemed quite impatient. Zhong Qingye blinked and saw a girl with hair.
A gray-haired old woman in her fifties came out of the dim room.
She seemed to be cooking, and she hurried out when she heard the cry. Her bony fingers were still full of oil. She was wearing a blue coarse cloth robe and a black apron tied around her waist. Her black hair had been smeared by time.
The gray hair was gone, and it was rolled back randomly on the back of the head, tied into a simple sideburn, and tied with a wooden hairpin, and a few strands of hair hung down on the shoulders.
She is very thin, half a head shorter than Zhong Qingye in height, and there is not much flesh on her body. Her face is wrinkled, and her skin has a waxy yellow color that has aged over time. She looks extremely old. But
He was in good spirits, his eyes were bright and bright, showing an impatient look.
"You old man, I'm cooking, what's your name?" the old woman said angrily to the old man, impatiently.
The old man seemed to be used to her temper and didn't care at all. He laughed, stretched out his hand to hand the fish basket to her, and said with a smile: "Honey, we have guests at home today, so don't quarrel with me. Remember to cook."
You need to prepare one more person.”
Zhong Qingye stepped forward very knowingly, smiled and said: "Hello, sorry for bothering you."
The old woman seemed to have just discovered Zhong Qingye's existence at this time. She turned around hurriedly and looked at Zhong Qingye up and down. A very exaggerated smile appeared on her face. Her chapped lips were split on both sides, revealing a set of incomplete teeth.
There are also two black cavities on the teeth.
Although the smile is not very good, the master's clear joy is expressed without any concealment. It is so brilliant that even people like Zhong Qingye can't help but be moved by it.
"Oh my, my, such a handsome young man..." The old woman looked at Zhong Qingye's face very excitedly, and stretched out her hand as if to touch Zhong Qingye, but she noticed the oil stains on her fingers, and she suddenly showed an extremely unhappy look.
With a embarrassed expression, he hurriedly took back his hand and rubbed it vigorously on the black apron around his waist. Zhong Qingye, who looked reserved, couldn't help but smile.
"Oh, my dear, please don't just sit here. Have you been standing here for a long time without seeing the guests? Why don't you go in and prepare the food? I'm very hungry, old man." Old man Hu laughed at the side.
Circus Road.
The old woman immediately turned around, glared at him fiercely, spat, and cursed with a smile: "Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat, haven't you noticed that I am greeting the guests?"
Old man Hu smiled naively, not taking the old woman's laughter and scolding to heart at all.
The old woman then turned around and said to Zhong Qingye enthusiastically and cautiously: "Young master, don't be offended. I am an old man who is not very serious. Just ignore him. Come on, come on, you are tired of standing.
Come into the house quickly. There is nothing good in our small place. Just treat this place as your own home, do whatever you want, do whatever you want..."
Zhong Qingye followed her movements and walked into the house while smiling: "I'm sorry that I came unexpectedly and disturbed you two."
"Don't say that. In this remote country, you don't see many outsiders all year round. It's too late for me to be happy to see such a handsome young man. Why bother?" the old woman said, calling the old man to light the candle.
, this place is indeed very poor, and they still use the oldest oil lamps. The soybean-sized flames are really stingy and cannot light up the whole room.
Zhong Qingye thought for a while, and suddenly remembered that there were some spare candles in his package, so he took out one and lit it with the light of the oil lamp. The candles in Prince Rui's Mansion were not made of what materials, and Zhong Qingye
It's completely different from what I've seen in modern times. Just one candle illuminates the entire room vividly.
"This..." The old man and woman looked at the thing in Zhong Qingye's hand in astonishment.
Zhong Qingye smiled and said: "This is a candle I brought from home. It is different from the ones sold outside." With an understatement, he solved the problem.
"That's it." The old man held the candle in her hand in surprise: "Old man, I have lived for so many years, but I have never seen such a bright candle. Master Ye Qing's family background is indeed unusual."
Zhong Qingye smiled back and did not answer. The candle in her hand was all jade-colored, oily but not greasy, and had a faint fragrance. When lit, the flame was bright, brighter than ordinary candles, although not as bright as
The brightness of the torch is not much different.
This candle is a royal item in the Northern Qi Palace. Only Prince Rui's Palace in the world dares to use the same thing as the palace. Not to mention the old man, even she doesn't know what raw materials this candle is made of.
"Okay, no matter how magical it is, it's just a candle. With this young man's candle, it's much easier for the old woman to do things. Wait, I'm going to cook. There will be something delicious soon.
." The old woman looked at Zhong Qingye with a smile, and she looked even more enthusiastic and unrestrained than the beautiful girl.
Zhong Qingye nodded and showed a sincere smile: "I'm looking forward to it."
All the way here, what we saw were pictures of simple villages. Zhong Qingye had basically given up his doubts, and sarcastically said that he was too doubtful. No matter which angle he went to this village, this old man Hu was the most ordinary and simple people.
, Zhong Qingye is just vigilant, she does not have persecution delusion yet.
"Come on, come on, Mr. Ye Qing, come and sit." Old Man Hu patted the shabby bench next to him and said with a smile.