Back Off, Let Me Come

  Chapter 152 152: Action (10) [Seeking a monthly ticket]

   "What's going on, haven't you dealt with it yet?"

   It took a long time for the subordinate officials.

  Lieutenant Yang's meager patience was exhausted. The horseshoe stepped on the puddle, splashing mud-colored water. He stepped forward on his royal horse, wearing a ferocious animal head armor, looking down at the old man with a hunched back, and brought great oppression to the latter, his shoulders were trembling with fright.

   "These two?"

  The subordinate officer answered truthfully.

  Yang Duwei lightly glanced at the old man with vicissitudes of life and the shriveled shepherd boy. The grandfather and grandson have sunburned scars on their faces after years of hard work and sunburn, and their fingers have frostbite. The old man wore a broken bamboo hat with missing corners, and the shepherd boy wore a large old coir raincoat.

  Looking horizontally and vertically, they are all ordinary people in this world, not the thief he was worried about at all. Yang Duwei relaxed his tense nerves a little, but the anger in his heart has not been completely vented.

   "You two don't go home at this hour, why are you running around on the mountain?"

  The old man moved his lips, embarrassed and wronged: "Master Bing, it's not because I'm not willing to go home, it's really..."

  He looked at the direction that Yang Duwei and the others came from, he hesitated to speak, he stopped to speak, although he didn't speak, but the vicissitudes and embarrassments were already explained in his cloudy eyes. Yang Duwei was furious, and snorted coldly: "You old bastard, are you accusing me of blocking your way?"

  The old man said sincerely and tremblingly: "Don't dare."

  He was so frightened by Duwei Yang's words that his face turned pale.

  The shepherd boy on the back of the cow bit his lower lip tightly, lowered his head and shrunk his shoulders, looking pitiful and helpless. Captain Yang didn't want to embarrass a pair of old and weak grandparents in front of so many people. He pointed to the side of the road with the hand of the whip: "You pass over there, don't delay my business."

  When the old man heard the words, he nodded and bowed as if he had been pardoned, and thanked Captain Yang again and again, not forgetting to say auspicious words of compliment.

   Probably felt that what he said was not enough, so he tugged on his grandson's torn trouser legs, and signaled that his grandson was also grateful to Yang Duwei for his large number of adults.

   Ai Ai, a shepherd boy, couldn't finish half a sentence.

  Yang Duwei secretly said that he was unlucky, but he still stuttered.

   "Okay, okay, get out of here!"

  The old man nodded while struggling to drag the disobedient old cow to the side of the road to get out of the main road. The tax and bank team continued to crawl slowly like a snail, and the old cow also carried the shepherd boy, and walked forward slowly under the influence of the old man until—

   "Old man, wait a minute!"

   Zhai Le smiled and stepped forward to call the old man to stop.

  The old man's ears didn't seem to be very good. It took a while before he came back to his senses, and he bowed his hands at him: "Master Bing, what's your order?"

   Zhai Le asked: "Is there a jujube seller in my husband's house?"

The old man was dumb, and although he was very puzzled, he still replied respectfully: "There is no date at home, but there are two trees planted behind the house, one is an orange tree, and the other is still an orange tree. If Lord Bing doesn't mind, and Don't go here, go and bring it to you."

   Zhai Le didn't call the old man to eat oranges. But the old man's enthusiasm made him a little embarrassed.

   "Give it to your grandson."

The old man flattered Zhai Le, glanced at his grandson, and sighed: "He can eat two, and we people are not worthy. If Lord Bing wants to eat, he will send the rest to him. There are also a lot of oranges at home. The skin is dry, soak the orange peel in some water and drink it, it tastes good."

  Seeing that the old man was very serious, Zhai Le hurriedly stopped him.

The old man looked at Zhai Le suspiciously, as if Monk Zhang Er was puzzled, and said: "Master Bing didn't stop me to eat oranges... but to eat dates? But there is no date tree at home, alas—how about you go further Go, or someone will plant jujube trees."

  Zhai Le: "..."

   Watching this scene, Zhai Huan couldn't help showing a smile.

   Zhai Le has a thin skin, and when he heard this laughter, he blushed in embarrassment, and said angrily and annoyed: "Brother, don't laugh!"

  Zhai Huan was very insincere: "Yes, yes, no smile."

   Seeing that he really didn't smile, Zhai Le turned around and asked the old man again.

   "Does the old man make wine at home?"

  As a loyal fan of "Water Margin", it is a rare experience for the novel to reflect reality. The tax bank is against the birthday guide, Yang Duwei has the same surname as the heroic green-faced beast Yang Zhi, the birthday guide was robbed in Huangnigang, and they are now on a similar mountain road.

  At this moment, two grandparents, one old and one young, walked towards them.

   It's not that Zhai Le suspects that the grandson and grandson are disguised by gangsters. If it's really a disguise, how can his cousin not see it?

  He just wants to gather all the elements of the same style as the idol.

  As long as the old man has a jujube and wine business in his family, he is satisfied with only one of them. But no one understands his little thoughts, brother still laughs at him. The old man looked at the young man who was handsome, well-dressed but mentally ill, and said slowly: "There is no wine sold at home, but my son loves wine when he was here, and he can drink three jars at a time."

   Zhai Le pursed his lips regretfully.

  The old man asked again: "Does Master Bing have any other orders?"

  Zhai Le concealed his disappointment, and told him gently: "It's gone, old man, let's go, the mountain road is slippery, pay attention to safety."

  The old man thanked: "Thank you Bingye for your concern."

   After speaking, he led the old cow and continued on the road. He didn't dare to get too close to the tax and bank team, but he didn't dare to go too far from the mountain road, for fear that he would get lost when the night fell. The tax and bank team moved forward, and the grandpa and grandson went backward. The two walked towards each other, and it took a quarter of an hour before they separated.

   Zhai Huan frowned slightly as he looked at the back of his grandfather and grandson leaving in the distance.

   After a while, he borrowed a scout from Captain Yang.

  Yang Duwei was not very satisfied: "Why?"

  Zhai Huan said: "Follow the grandparents."

  Yang Duwei snorted: "A white-haired old man and a yellow-haired boy, are you worried that they are the outposts of the villains?"

  If you really suspect it is an outpost, just catch and kill it.

  Why send scouts to follow up and investigate?

Zhai Huan didn't say it clearly, but just said in a low voice: "Be careful sailing for thousands of years. If the grandparents are really innocent and just happened by coincidence, then don't bother them, so as not to ruin the captain's good name. If they have Question, wouldn’t arresting someone scare the snake away?”

  Yang Duwei couldn't say enough about these scribes.

  They have an argument for both pros and cons of a sentence.

  Because of the impact of the rain, the tax and bank team couldn't move as fast as they wanted. Captain Yang also adopted Zhai Huan's suggestion to be cautious.

   Zhai Le asked his cousin in private: "The grandparents..."

  Zhai Huan knew what he was going to ask, and said softly: "I'm not sure if it's them, so I used the way of scribes to investigate..."

   Zhai Le's expression turned pale: "What happened?"

  He knows the ways of his cousin, a scribe.

  【Eight Sun Gua】

   One hexagram can be raised every eight days.

  The way of scribes, which seems to be very against the sky, also has many limitations. For example, it is impossible to specify the object of the hexagram, and only display the hexagram image, which consumes a lot of literary energy. With all kinds of restrictions, he usually doesn't use it very much, but this time he only used it once out of caution.

  He said: "Shui Lei Tun, the beginning is difficult."

  Zhai Le swept away the ease between his brows, and it was replaced by solemnity: "Turn the hexagram, let's go down... The earthquake is thunder, the hurdle is rain, thunder and rain, and there are many dangers. It's not a good omen..."

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   1. I’m going to buy some oranges, you just stand here and don’t move around—back view (father said to his son)

   I’ll just eat two, and I’ll give you the rest—Camel Xiangzi (Grandpa told his grandson)

   You can eat two more, soak the orange peel in some water and drink it—four generations live under one roof (what the great-grandfather said to the great-grandson)

   Tangmei took advantage of Zhai Le, haha.

   2. Regarding the I Ching hexagrams, mushrooms have not been studied before, so I just scanned them roughly, so don’t take it seriously.

  (end of this chapter)