"No money, no money, why would you take the bus!" "No money, how dare you talk to me about this bullshit fate!" "What, we are destined to meet you thousands of miles away, but for your one dollar fare, you still have to wait a thousand
The year is over!"
The ticket seller shouted repeatedly, his voice was like thunder as he was furious. At first Zhang San wanted to say a few words, but then he could only nod.
After finally waiting for the ticket seller to finish his anger, the car door was half opened, and Zhang San hurriedly got out of the car in embarrassment.
"Oh my God! If the ticket sales guy could perform at this level just now, I would be able to take action. He would be comparable to the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder!" Zhang San's face turned red for a while, and he began to comfort Ping Ping just now.
depressed.
However, the last time I took the bus and encountered this kind of thing, I was really...speechless.
"Young man, wait!" Zhang San, who was escaping quickly, turned around as usual, but it was the nagging old man.
"Hello, uncle!" Zhang San walked over and saw the uncle greeting him.
"Young man, that's not bad! I think back then..." The uncle seemed to be very satisfied with Zhang San's attitude. He stroked his three-inch beard and said with a smile.
However, Zhang San narrowed his eyes, but he did not want to waste his last time accompanying the old man, and said repeatedly: "Hello, uncle!"
"Okay, okay...," the uncle couldn't react.
"Uncle, goodbye!" Zhang San didn't look back and left quickly, leaving only a sigh behind him.
Seeing Zhang San suddenly go away, the old man said in a low voice with complicated eyes.
"There is spirituality, but no roots!" The vague voice came out, causing Zhang San to frown as he left.
"This old man!"
"At around two o'clock on October 15th, eighteen pillars of light mysteriously appeared in the sky at the top of the Kowloon Mountains, making it impossible for pedestrians to see clearly for half a minute." Dixing Yanguo Ji.
Huaxi Town is a remote town in the Ming Dynasty. It is located in a remote and remote place, and outsiders say it is rare to see it. As the only inn in the town, "guests come", most of the time it does the following
Neighbors' business.
"Zhang San, a guest is here!" The shopkeeper's shrewd eyes glared angrily, and the young man who was dozing off immediately became energetic.
Looking at the unfamiliar face at the door, he seemed to be in his thirties, with an ordinary appearance but a different temperament.
Zhang San was a little confused, but he had a professional smile on his face.
"Welcome, welcome! It's a great honor for our guest to come from afar. I don't know whether he wants to stay in a hotel or have a meal."
But the man ignored Zhang San and directly placed a piece of silver on the counter of the shopkeeper, "Stay in the hotel and eat."
His voice was cold, as if he didn't want to say another word.
The shopkeeper and Zhang San swallowed their saliva together, and their eyes couldn't help but shine with golden light when they looked at the man, "Rich man!"
"Zhang San, you are stupid if you don't take me up to rest!"
"There are so many uncles there," Zhang San slandered in his heart, but said in his mouth.
"Uncle, please..."
The Moon Rabbit rose, and the hazy moonlight shone all around. Zhang San couldn't help but yawn, and looked at the shopkeeper who was still thinking abacus, and said with a flattering smile.
"Shopkeeper, business is good today!"
The familiar light shone on Zhang San's face. The shopkeeper glanced at him, shook his body, and placed a bunch of copper coins on the table, "Take it!"
"Thank you, shopkeeper, thank you very much!" "Oh! Old lady Li, it is a blessing to be able to find a son like you."
"It depends on what you said, shopkeeper. All the blessings are given by you, shopkeeper!"
"Haha, I don't know where your thoughts come from, a kid who has lost his memory and only knows his own name. His mouth feels like it's touched with "honey"."
…
"It seems that Mrs. Li has enough money for medicine this month," Zhang San stepped on the street, feeling relaxed and walking more and more briskly.
This is a thatched house close to the city wall. Under the moonlight at night, the faint candlelight in the distance looks a bit blurry.
"Mother Li, I'm back!" Zhang San pushed open the grass door and whispered.
"San'er, you're back. Ahem..." Mother Li looked at Zhang San for a moment, and said with a kind smile, "You haven't eaten yet, I'll go and heat some for you."
Zhang San quickly helped Mother Li, who had stood up, to sit down, "Mother Li, don't be too tired. Go get some rest early. I've already eaten."
With that said, Zhang San took out a sling of copper coins from his arms and handed it to Li's mother, "Mom, this is the salary I paid to the shopkeeper in advance for the next month. Please keep it."
"San'er, this..." Mother Li seemed to be hesitant, "It's fate that I saved you. You don't have to do too much for me, a bad old woman and that evil son. If you take pity on my evil son, if you have any filial piety, I will
Rest your eyes."
Speaking of sadness, Mother Li suddenly burst into tears, which made Zhang San feel heartbroken.
"Hey, Mother Li, your son is my brother, and what I did is the right thing to do!" Zhang San quickly persuaded, and then put Mother Li to sleep.
Seeing Mother Li sleeping peacefully, Zhang San's brows slowly wrinkled, and after blowing out the lights, he went out.
Sure enough, before Zhang San took a few steps, a voice suddenly came.
"Third brother, third brother..." The voice was a little bitter.
Zhang San turned his head and looked at the blurry figure under the moonlight.
"Brother Li, you are... troublesome to Mother Li again!"
As he spoke, his voice became deeper and deeper, and "Brother Li" who had started to walk over shook his body and did not dare to speak.
"Tell me, what's the matter!" Zhang San said helplessly after a long time. This kind of character "Brother Li" made him not know whether what he was doing was right or wrong.
"Then Wang Lan..., I lost a lot due to the design..., now I want to drag your sister-in-law to pay off the debt!" Brother Li's voice paused, intermittently, to finish everything.
Zhang San couldn't help but frown, "Wang Lan is just a gangster. He is arrogant because his brother-in-law is the mayor of the town. What do you want?"
"I, I don't know!" Wang Lan replied. "I only want your sister-in-law..."
"Then why are you still gambling? I have helped you three times, and the last time I told you not to bother Mother Li again, she is not in good health." Zhang San's words became more and more annoyed.
"Third brother..." Cui Ran's voice burst into tears
"Stop talking."
Zhang San looked on coldly, "If you are guilty of what you said, cut off one of your fingers."
"Ah! Third brother, you..."
"If you want your finger, you still want your wife." Zhang San was indifferent, forcing himself to be cruel, taking out a knife from his arms and throwing it to the ground.
The cold wind blew by, and seeing "Brother Li"'s eyes red under the moonlight, Zhang San stopped urging him.
"I want, my wife!" Brother Li's eyes were blood red. It seemed that he was under a lot of pressure. He suddenly roared, closed his eyes, picked up the knife on the ground, and chopped it off with a swing.
Zhang San looked at "Brother Li"'s actions.
"Alas! It seems you finally have some blood." He finally stopped at the last moment.
"Brother Li" looked at Zhang San's phantom-like figure, stacked one on top of another like a ghost in the moonlight. He couldn't help but think of Zhang San's past events, and his heart felt numb for a while but then he felt calm again.
After taking back the knife in "Brother Li's" hand, Zhang San patted "Brother Li" on the shoulder, turned and left.
"You haven't seen Mother Li for a long time. Go in and take good care of her. After all, you are her biological son!"
While walking on the road, the moonlight was like a glow. Zhang San shrank back a little coldly, but his heart felt even colder.
"After all, this is not my home. It's time to leave. After this matter is over...".
Seeing that they had arrived at the place, Zhang San muttered to himself sadly, but raised his foot and kicked towards the wooden door with the palace plaque hanging on it.
Just listen to the sound of "Pengpeng" resounding, making this quiet night a little more noisy.
Accompanied by bursts of hurried footsteps in the room.