Asking for flowers and collections. On a deserted road, a thin young man was walking forward staring at the scorching sun. The young man was dressed in tatters, with disheveled hair, and looked like a beggar. He was carrying a baggage on his back and a wooden stick in his hand.
"Bah. It's unlucky to wait for so long, only to see a beggar come." In the woods on the roadside, a big man in ragged clothes spat, poked the steel knife in his hand on the ground, and looked at the beggar on the road, quite puzzled.
There are many colors.
"Brother, after waiting for two hours, just one person was robbed." The younger brother on the side said indifferently.
"You're a big kid, and the way he's dressed is not as good as mine. What can you do?" The man called the eldest brother glared at the younger brother. Feeling that he was still angry, he reached out and hit him again. But
Feeling that the beating was not enough, the elder brother started to feel evil and gradually turned into violent beatings.
Facing the cruel elder brother, the younger brother seemed a little aggrieved, but who let the elder brother be the younger brother? He could only endure the violence of the elder brother silently. Seeing the younger brother being beaten violently by the older brother, the other younger brothers were all frightened.
At the same time, I was very happy that fortunately it was not me who got beaten.
After hitting the little brother a few more times, the elder brother felt that his anger was relieved and his mood was much better. "Forget it, let's go back. There's nothing wrong with waiting any longer." The elder brother curled his lips and looked at the deserted road.
The fun was gone. He pulled up the steel knife on the ground and left with all the boys.
"Huh~~" Seeing the distant movement in the forest, the beggar took a deep breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and walked forward faster.
That's right, the beggar in front of him, dressed in blue and with unkempt hair, is none other than Zhao Fei, a classmate who left Zhending City for Yingchuan. This outfit was specially prepared by Zhao Fei in order to hide himself as a beggar and avoid some unscrupulous people.
Necessary trouble. You must know that although we have not yet reached the era of the late Han Dynasty when people were like grass and grass, there are still bandits and thieves. Without some means to hide himself, Zhao Fei will definitely not be able to reach Yingchuan and his head will be in a different place.
.Obviously, Zhao Fei's appearance is pretty good. At least he deceived a group of bandits who didn't know what was going on.
You know, the baggage behind Zhao Fei is a map of the late Han Dynasty that Zhou Meng spent a lot of money to get. Not to mention that Zhou Meng stuffed a lot of gold leaves in it. Zhou Meng felt very sorry for his second brother, and was afraid that Zhao Fei would go all the way.
The meeting money was not enough, so the gold was stuffed into Zhao Fei's bag as if it was worthless. If Zhao Fei hadn't finally used the reason that he couldn't do it anymore, Zhou Meng might have done something drastic. Anyway, Zhao Fei
In the baggage behind him now, except for the "Three Strategies of Huangshi Gong" given to him by the village chief and a pair of tattered clothes, everything else is money.
As the sun set, a village appeared in the afterglow of the setting sun. Zhao Fei wiped the sweat from his head and showed a happy smile on his face. When he saw the village, Zhao Fei knew that he would not have to sleep in the wilderness tonight.
.I speeded up my pace here and tried to reach the village before dark.
Hard work paid off, and through his unremitting efforts, Zhao Fei finally entered the village before dark.
The village is not big, with only about twenty households, which should be about the same size as Zhaojia Village. Thinking of Zhaojia Village, Zhao Fei's expression darkened.
"Who are you, little friend, and why do you come to our Xucun?" When Zhao Fei was deep in thought about Zhaojia Village, an old but calm voice came from the side. Hearing the sound, he turned around and found a
The old man was staring at Zhao Fei with a smile.
Zhao Fei hurriedly stepped forward and saluted and said: "Fei pays homage to my father-in-law. Fei is from Zhaojia Village in Changshan County. Some time ago, the village was attacked by bandits and the whole village was massacred without a single survivor. I also survived because I went to the city."
Now I am helpless and plan to go to Yingchuan to seek refuge with my relatives. I am passing through here and want to find a place to sleep in the open air." As he said that, Zhao Fei thought of the tragic ending of Zhaojiacun and his own ups and downs in the past few days.
Two lines of clear tears were left behind.
Seeing this, I hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade him: "Children, don't cry, children, don't cry. They are all miserable people. If you don't mind, go to my house."
"How can you dislike it? It's too late for Fei to be happy." Zhao Fei wiped the tears on his face and calmed down his mood before saying.
"Let's go this way." As he said this, the father-in-law waited for Zhao Fei to walk towards his home.
My father-in-law's name is Xu Hui, and he is the head of Xu Village. He has reached the age of fifty-four this year. But now he is alone. His only son joined the army many years ago, and he has been away for five years without any news.
It was useless. I don’t know if he was killed in battle or something happened. My wife became ill because of missing her son, but she didn’t get timely treatment and passed away not long after.
The more the old man and the young man talked, the more sad they became, making them almost burst into tears before they even arrived at Mr. Xu's yard. Fortunately, Zhao Fei controlled his emotions and endured it, otherwise the old man and the young man would really
I can't control it anymore.
On the way to Xu's hometown, many villagers took the initiative to say hello to Mr. Xu. Obviously, Mr. Xu, the village chief, is still very prestigious in the village. No one in the village said much about the beggar behind the village chief.
What? Everyone knows that Mr. Xu is lonely and helpless, so the old man is very kind-hearted and wants to help when he sees someone who is more miserable than himself. Obviously, this beggar was also kindly taken in by the village chief.
When we arrived at the village chief's house, we found that the house looked very poor, with no extra furniture.
Mr. Xu obviously realized it and hurriedly said: "Don't dislike Xiaofei. In order to treat my wife a few years ago, the family has been unable to make ends meet. So... so..." After saying this, Mr. Xu lost control of his emotions again and used him
Those rough hands wiped the tears from his face.
"Mr. Xu, what are you talking about? Fei is grateful enough to have a place to stay, so how can he dislike it?" Zhao Fei hurriedly went up to dissuade him, and Mr. Xu controlled his emotions.
"Xiao Fei, you are laughing." Wiping the tears on his face, Mr. Xu grinned.
Seeing the wrinkles on Mr. Xu's face and the snow-white silver hair, Zhao Fei couldn't help but think of his teacher, the village chief. His nose was a little sore. Touching the three bamboo slips in the bag behind him, Zhao Fei got some comfort.
"This is the only thing that the teacher has left to himself. It contains the teacher's belief and the teacher's expectations. Don't worry, teacher, Fei will definitely go back with great success and avenge this blood feud for you. The Zhang family is waiting for me when I return.
That will be the day when your whole family will be wiped out." Thinking of this, Zhao Fei couldn't help but feel murderous, with a devouring light leaking from his eyes.
"Xiao Fei, Xiao Fei, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Zhao Fei's solemn expression, Mr. Xu couldn't help but asked with some fear.
"Ah!" Zhao Fei came back to his senses. He glanced at Mr. Xu apologetically and said, "It's okay, I'm just a little homesick."
"Oh~~" Mr. Xu sighed and touched Zhao Fei's head. "Good boy, you still have to look forward. You rest first and I'll cook."
Zhao Fei wanted to go up and help, but was stopped by Mr. Xu. Unfortunately, Zhao Fei sat alone on the bed and read the three strategies under the dim light.
Seeing that there were letters in Zhao Fei's baggage, Mr. Xu's eyes flashed with the same look. But without saying anything, he turned around and walked out.
"Xiao Fei, we're here for dinner." Mr. Xu's voice came from outside. Zhao Fei put down the letter in his hand and walked out.
On the table, there is a bowl of steaming white rice, a plate of wild vegetables, and two eggs. It seems very simple, but for Mr. Xu, these two eggs can be regarded as his entire wealth.
"Mr. Xu, what are you..." Looking at the two eggs on the table, Zhao Fei had the same expression.
"Haha." Mr. Xu smiled naively, and then said with an apologetic expression: "After searching all over, I can only find these two eggs. Don't dislike it, Xiaofei."
"Mr. Xu, you are too polite." As he said that, Zhao Fei rubbed his eyes and tried to keep himself calm.
"Okay, let's eat. If you don't eat it, it will get cold." As he said this, Mr. Xu pushed the rice on the table.
"Mr. Xu, don't you want to eat?" Zhao Fei picked up the bowl and asked.
"Haha, I've already eaten. You eat." Mr. Xu looked at Zhao Fei kindly and said.
"That's good." Seeing that Mr. Xu insisted not to eat, Zhao Fei had no choice but to give up and start eating by himself.
"You will eat the eggs when you arrive." Seeing that Zhao Fei did not eat the eggs, Mr. Xu became a little anxious and said hurriedly.
"I'll eat it after a while." Zhao Fei raised his head and said, and then continued to eat rice. After eating, Zhao Fei kicked up the two eggs.
"Xiao Fei, what are you doing?" Mr. Xu asked doubtfully.
"When I get hungry at night, I will eat again. Now I'm a little reluctant." Zhao Fei showed a smile. Seeing Zhao Fei say this, Mr. Xu didn't know what he was talking about.