After getting the money, the people who were chasing the Mongolian dispersed in a hurry. Qian Wubing looked at the Mongolian who had almost raised the wine pot with some resentment. In the blink of an eye, the pot of wine had already bottomed out.
He looks like that, I wish I could stick my tongue in and lick it.
"What bad luck!" Qian Wubing muttered, and was about to leave. He was not in the mood for anything to happen with the Mongolian. He came to the rescue simply because he didn't want to endanger himself.
A hand stretched out from the ground and straightened his legs. He staggered and almost fell to the ground.
He was a little annoyed by this. He looked down and saw who was sitting on the ground.
"Let go, or I'll kick you!" he said viciously.
"I'll help you, I have the strength!" The man said vaguely, with a big swelling at the corner of his mouth, but he looked very stubborn.
"What do I want you to do, herd horses and sheep?" Qian Wubing laughed angrily. He didn't think that the Mongolian wanted to repay him for the meal. This clearly meant that he was taking advantage of him and was planning to do so.
Keep following yourself and take advantage!
The man got up from the ground. The punching and kicking just now didn't seem to have much impact on him. I don't know if it was because of his thick skin and rough flesh or because he had already been beaten. Apart from the dust on his body,
, there was a swelling on my face, but nothing else happened.
"I can also do things for the Han people!" He let go of his hand and stood in front of Qian Wubing. He was even more embarrassed than Qian Wubing. This was somewhat inconsistent with the image of Mongolians in Qian Wubing's mind.
"My mother is also a Han!" The Mongolian said proudly: "My mother said that whoever treats Geleng well, Geleng will repay him. Geleng has no money, only strength, so I will help you!"
"Isn't that what your mother said?" Qian Wubing looked at the guy in front of him who seemed to be taking it a little seriously, with a strange expression on his face. This man named Ge Leng either misunderstood her mother's words, or he must have been tricking someone else.
Abacus, but since the other party is so naive and straightforward, maybe it is really what he said.
He looked at the other person up and down, like a picky cattle and horse merchant looking at his goods, and it was very obvious that he didn't believe Ge Leng's words.
"Even though Ge Leng is not big, Ge Leng is stronger than many big men, if he eats enough!" Seeing Qian Wubing's eyes, Ge Leng explained seriously.
"Can I still eat it?" Qian Wubing originally planned to ignore this guy, but seeing his expression, he became a little curious. Anyway, he had already given money for a meal, so he didn't care about giving him more.
After a pause, he wondered whether this guy wanted to spend more time eating or if he really had some strength.
"Yes!" As soon as Ge Leng heard that there was food, a smile appeared on his face: "It's okay to eat as much as just now!"
"Okay! Come with me!" Qian Wubing walked into the hotel where he had just beaten Ge Leng out. When he saw the waiter looking at him like an idiot, he didn't care and pointed at Ge Leng: "
How much did he just eat? Make another serving based on what he just ate!"
"I want a pound of that good wine just now, plus four big meat buns!" Ge Leng added in a rude voice.
Qian Wubing's eyebrows furrowed and he was slightly unhappy. He was happy to spend money on his own, but it was another matter when others spent their own money.
"My mother hasn't eaten yet!" Ge Leng kept looking at Qian Wubing's expression, but this time he could tell that Qian Wubing was unhappy and whispered.
"Then, pack them all in food boxes and take them back to eat. Where do you live?" Qian Wubing felt better after hearing this. Anyway, he has nowhere to go now, so he just wanders around casually.
For a stroll, it's better to follow this guy to see if he is really honest or fake. It's not too bad to be able to tell after just one meal. Not to mention that his mother is still here. This mother
After all, they are both locals of Datong. They are strangers to me, and having a local to guide them will not have any clues.
After a while, the food and wine were put in the food box and brought out. Ge Leng happily picked up the food box and walked towards his residence with Qian Wubing.
Her mother is Han and her father is Mongolian, so Geleng is a bastard. The intermarriage between Mongols and Han is somewhat frowned upon by both the Mongols and the Han!
Qian Wubing thought about it, fearing that Ge Leng's background was a little unfair. Maybe his mother had been kidnapped by the Mongols, and she was conceived there. But it was Mongolia.
They may not admit that Ge Leng is a Mongolian, and the Han people will not admit that he is a Han.
Ge Leng was getting further and further away. Qian Wubing was thinking about it while following Ge Leng. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the surrounding scenery, and his face suddenly became very wonderful.
There are not many places he is familiar with in Datong. Well, there is no place he is familiar with at all. The only thing he has some impression of is the scenery he saw along the road when he came out with Liu Yunniang and Kai Kaihong just today. From where Liu Yunniang lives,
He walked straight out of the Shenzhen compound and passed through a short alley to reach the street. Qian Wubing remembered clearly that the alley he came out of did not seem to be the main gate of the surrounding houses, but more like the back door.
When I came out, the small doors were closed tightly.
At this moment, he was in the grid in front of him. He was familiar with the alley he turned from the street. It was not the alley he came out of. Not far away, he knew the doorstep of Liu Yunniang's house.
It's almost faintly visible.
"Mom, Mom, I'm back!" Ge Leng shouted loudly. Under the high wall, a small door creaked open. Ge Leng happily waved to Qian Wubing, "Come in!
"
The light was a bit dark, Qian Wubing walked into the small door. Behind the door was a corridor. God knows how this family built the corridor all the way to the bottom of the high wall, and even opened such a small door to connect it. However,
, obviously this corridor has been abandoned. At this moment, there are not only a lot of debris piled up in the corridor, but also clothes hanging on the railings of the corridor.
When his eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness here, Qian Wubing saw that Ge Leng, who had just entered, was opening the food box diligently and placing the treasures in front of a middle-aged woman. He was still talking.
He was talking about something and seemed to be telling this woman everything about what happened on the street just now.
"Thank you a lot. This costs a lot of money. The young master behind you paid for it?" Qian Wubing heard the hoarse voice of the lady and asked Ge Leng gently.
.
"I said, I did something for him, why should I thank him so much!" Ge Leng was really a little stunned, I dare say he thought this was a matter of course.
"You kid!" The lady sighed, opened up Ge Leng and said to Qian Wubing: "Young Master, Ge Leng is ignorant, this is really costing you money!"
"Are you Ge Leng's mother?" Qian Wubing took two steps forward and took a closer look at the woman. He saw that the woman's face was scorched and she occasionally coughed. She was obviously suffering from serious illness.
"I am. Young Master, just call me Liu. How do you call me Young Master?"
"My surname is Qian!" Qian Wubing looked around. The situation of the mother and son was obviously very embarrassing. This seemed to be a corner of the back garden of a wealthy family. The temporary shack at the end of the corridor seemed to be them.
's place of residence.
"Where is this place? Aunt Liu, are you working here?" Qian Wubing was a little curious. If Ge Leng's mother was a servant of this family, she wouldn't live here. If that was true, then this family
People, they are a bit too mean.
"This is the prince's other courtyard!" Mrs. Liu smiled miserably on her face, maybe she really wanted to smile, but her smile looked a little too charming: "I was originally a servant of this other courtyard. Since I got tuberculosis,
This person is useless. Fortunately, Butler Wang of the other courtyard is kind and did not drive us out, a useless mother and son. Instead, he gave us a place to shelter from the wind and rain. Mr. Qian, Ge Leng had a fever when he was a child.
Sometimes his brain is so burned that he becomes a little confused, but he still has strength. If Mr. Qian really wants to use him, just take care of his food and shelter. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for long. Even if I leave in the future,
I feel a little more at ease now!”
"Prince, which prince?" Qian Wubing was particularly sensitive to these two words.
"Of course he is the prince!" Mrs. Liu nodded, bent down, and knelt down from a distance: "I have a serious disease in my body, so you don't have to come here. I will leave Ge Leng to you! I will be here in the next life.
Custom-made cows and horses to repay the kindness of the young master!"
Before Qian Wubing could say anything, Mrs. Liu had already called Ge Leng and said word by word in front of Qian Wubing: "Geleng, from today on, you will follow Mr. Qian, as long as Mr. Qian lets you eat.
Wear warm clothes and you are not allowed to go anywhere. Did you hear what mother said?"
"I heard it, Mom, you eat the steamed buns!" Ge Leng obviously hadn't figured out the situation at hand yet, and was thinking about the food he had brought back for his mother.
"Be good!" Tears shone on Mrs. Liu's face. She stood up and stroked Ge Leng's head with her hands. If there was even a slight chance, how could she hand over her idiot to others? But her illness...
He is already terminally ill, and his son is still young. How can he be allowed to suffer from this disease as well? This disease is contagious...
"My mother doesn't want you to come back and live with her. She feels very bad. My son must have suffered a lot outside. This Qiangongzi is not like those who beat you. He should have a good heart. I
My son shouldn’t suffer much if he follows him, but you must be obedient. Mr. Qian will be your master from now on. You can do whatever the master asks you to do. Otherwise, your mother will not be happy, and you and your mother will eat these things.
, just go with Mr. Qian and don’t come back again. When my mother is well, she will go to Mr. Qian’s place to see you again!”