Although there is a stall on the street all year round, it is basically two points and one line. The father and son are not very familiar with the situation on the street.
Especially when going in the opposite direction of their home, from south to north.
After walking only a short distance, they entered an area that was completely unfamiliar to them.
Maybe it was because it was evening, or maybe it was because the situation he was about to face was very special. The warm sunshine shone on his body, and a very strange feeling arose in Little Luopu's heart.
He turned his head and looked at his father.
Aware of his gaze and perhaps the hesitation in his heart, his father said nothing, but took out a hand from the shoulder carrying the burden and patted his shoulder.
It was as if a force much warmer than the sun was injected into Luopu's body and heart.
Luopu's heart felt warm, his eyes also felt hot, and his eyes became wet inexplicably.
The father and son first found the river, and then walked north along the road along the river. After walking for a while, they saw a bridge.
The moment he saw the bridge, his father's eyes froze, and little Luopu's heart was pounding. The next moment, he held his breath until he was almost suffocated.
Both of them stopped.
Luopu looked at his father again.
My father did not put down the burden on his shoulders. Although he tried his best to look up and to the other side of the bridge, firstly, the distance was still far, and secondly, there seemed to be people coming and going on both sides of the bridge, and he couldn't see anything.
After a pause, his father said: "Let's go!"
Little Luopu followed suit in stride.
Soon, we arrived at the bridge.
This is a flat bridge rather than an arch bridge, or in other words, it has only a slight arch. Standing at this end of the bridge, you can clearly see all the scenery on the other side.
"Dad, what you are looking for..." Father put down his burden, turned to Luopu and said.
But just in the middle of speaking, he paused.
Little Luopu's eyes were stiff and he looked straight across the bridge. He vaguely heard his father's question. He stretched out his hand and clasped his father's hand tightly. He whispered unconsciously: "Daddy, I saw it."
!”
"That's the one!"
"He is indeed here!"
Little Luopu spoke in a low voice, his voice trembling.
In fact, his whole little body was trembling slightly.
My father looked over and saw that there were actually many people on the other side of the bridge, and there were still people standing there talking in twos and threes. My father didn't know which one Lopu was talking about.
But that's not important.
"Son, then hurry up and don't keep me waiting!" Father said, patting Luopu heavily on the shoulder.
"Daddy..." Little Luopu was a little confused, probably why his father didn't go with him.
His father seemed to have seen what he meant, or maybe he didn't. At this time, he didn't say anything, he just pushed hard, and little Luopu was pushed out with a slight stagger.
Looking back at his father, little Luopu didn't hesitate and ran straight to the other end of the bridge.
Tian Hao was also quite surprised to come here to pick up people today.
But that was the young master's order, even though it was in a dream.
So Tian Hao didn't hesitate and came directly after finishing his shift.
And when he was standing at the end of the bridge, not long after, sure enough, a young boy ran towards him.
There were many people standing at the bridge and nearby, and the young boy ran directly in front of him without any hesitation. When he was two or three steps away, the young man stopped, raised his head, and said with a slightly panting voice:
"master……"
"It's me." Tian Hao took two steps forward, stretched out his hand and touched the little boy's head, "What's your name?"
"Sir, my name is Luopu!"
The situation in the dream came true, and Little Luopu was so excited that he almost fainted, and his little face turned red.
"My surname is Tian, don't call me Master, just call me Uncle Tian." Tian Hao said, and then said: "That one over there is your father, right? Go and call him over, I have something to say to him.
"
After a while.
Looking at the middle-aged man standing in front of him with his hands and feet tied up, Tian Hao couldn't help feeling filled with emotion.
He is about the same age as the other person.
A few months ago, he actually looked similar to the other person.
But now, when the two of them stand together, no one can regard them as the same kind of people.
It was only at this time, with such a comparison, that Tian Hao, who had been immersed in Tongfu Tower for several months, suddenly realized how much he had changed! The young master had not even taught him how to practice.
"Brother." Tian Hao held the hand of the man opposite him, not caring at all that the hand was rough and stained with black ash.
But Luopu's father was just as restrained as a piece of wood.
"Brother, I work in Tongfu Building in the city and I am also a cook. Speaking of which, we are still in the same company." Looking at the man's burden, Tian Hao smiled and said, "Your child, um, Xiao Luopu
, I want to take him to Tongfu Tower to be a little cook, brother, do you want to do it?"
"Yes! Master, of course I am willing!" Luopu's father couldn't believe what he saw and heard at this moment, as if he was dreaming.
But the fact is right in front of us.
"Eldest son, why don't you kneel down and pay homage to the master!" Luopu's father said, taking Luopu's hand and pulling him down, and at the same time, he bent his knees down.
Not only did he ask Luopu to kneel down, but he also wanted to kneel down.
Tian Hao didn't stop him.
What he was thinking about was to accept this worship on behalf of the young master.
When the young master asked him to accept this child, he must not only be asking him to train a little cook.
If you really want to find a cook, no matter how old or young you are, there is no need for the young master to come forward. As long as he stands up and shouts, someone will immediately stand up and queue up, and the queue on Sizheng Street will be full!
But Tian Hao didn't guess the young master's intention.
Just like Tian Hao didn't guess the young master's future arrangements for him.
Whatever the young master asked him to do, he would do it, and that would be fine. After following the young master, he didn't even remember when this thought took root in Tian Hao's heart.
"Brother, after you go back, if anyone asks you, just say that you have relatives working in the city." After the father and son got up, Tian Hao ordered, "Xiao Luopu, you can go home once a month.
"
"If something happens at home, you can come to this place, find someone at random, and ask him to bring a message to Tongfu Tower, saying to ask for Manager Tian, or shopkeeper Tian."
"Uncle Tian, can I call anyone?" It was Luo Pu who raised his little head and asked.
"That's right. Whether it's Tong Fulou or your Uncle Tian, they still have a little reputation in the city. Just send a message and many people will be willing to help." Tian Hao touched Luopu's hand.
The little boy smiled and said, "Say goodbye to your father and let's go."
Under the setting sun, a middle-aged man stood at the bridgehead for a long time.
The long pole lay across his knees, looking from a distance, it looked like a still painting.
Tian Hao held Xiao Luopu's hand, and Xiao Luopu looked back from time to time while walking.
When I found it before, I was excited, excited, curious, and apprehensive.
But now, this young boy who is only ten years old realizes that from today on, his life will probably be different from before.
"Lop, how did you find me here?"
When the bridge was far behind him and the young boy no longer looked back frequently, but began to cast curious eyes on the streets on both sides, Tian Hao asked.
"Uncle Tian, I had a dream last night..."
"Okay, I understand." Tian Hao said, "If we talk about this in the future, just say that I was your distant uncle who saw me while wandering on the street and brought you here."
"Uncle Tian, I understand!"
As he walked, the young man became curious and started to ask: "Uncle Tian, you are the steward of Tongfu Tower. Are you the boss?"
"Haha, your Uncle Tian is only the second in charge. The first in charge's surname is Cui. Just call him Uncle Cui when you meet him." Tian Hao said with a smile.
…
In the cool evening, the shadows of one old and one young gradually blur together.