Datang Fenghua Road

Han Yue raised his head and sighed.

In the past, I was considered the best of the bastards. I have done stealing, cheating and abducting. I used to be proud of it. Now I know that compared with my current body, the previous self is really not on the stage.

Around the noodle stall, I don't know when it was full of people, and a dozen pairs of red eyes stared at him as if they were animals.

One of the aunts, with a very majestic figure, suddenly spit out thick phlegm, and scolded angrily: "Bah, if you don't study well at a young age, you will force a child bride to be a slave. Forget it..."

"Did you give birth to you? You're still strangled to death." Okay, auntie, you are righteous, I can't afford this indignation, and we can endure it with a mouthful of phlegm.

There was a little lady next to her, very graceful, her eyes were red and swollen after being touched by Doudou long ago, she cried and cried as if she was the one who sold herself as a slave, the orchid finger was slightly up, the cherry mouth was slightly open, the beauty was very beautiful, just what she said. Not to be seen: "My God, the most merciless and heartless man..."

My day!I fell asleep and you didn't pay me, or what?This will become a heartless man, in the hot dog days, do you have to cry like a snowstorm in June?

Han Yue couldn't stand her contempt, so he was ready to sneer. He caught a glimpse of the two bodyguards behind the little lady, comparing the strength of the enemy and me, and finally decided to forgive her.

There is no way to do it, no one will be able to please anyone who commits the anger of the public, and they all sigh in the sky without seeing the Tang Dynasty carrying the handle: water can carry a boat, and it can also capsize!The common people are so ruthless that even the emperor dares to cut them down, but his small body is still a bit unattractive, and he can't afford it, so he has to find a way to solve it.

Holding the contract in hand, with shame on his face, tearing it to pieces!

"Doudou, Xianggong swears that from now on, I will never let you suffer any more. You eat meat, I drink soup, and I make your bed. In this lifetime, I will make you live happily..."

it is good!

The surrounding wolf howls constantly, and there are bursts of applause. Chinese people like this when they watch the fun. I don't see that even the thick-phlegm aunt and the sad lady have started to nod and praise.

The situation is very good, let's strike while the iron is hot!

"The shopkeeper, is the noodles ready? Bring it to me. Put the meat in my wife's bowl and give her to eat..."

This is to turn the prodigal son back!

Consolation, consolation!

The onlookers nodded frequently, satisfied that they had witnessed a heartwarming and tactful story.

Hmph, watching dramas costs money...

"My fellow villagers and elders, you see that we are all so poor. Who is willing to support me and pay for my wife's meal?"

Before the words were finished, a burst of white eyes hit, and the crowd dispersed.I heard an uncle sighing up to the sky: 噫噫, this son, his fickleness has changed, but his character has become more and more shameless!

"Bah! I want to deceive the old lady for money, I want to be beautiful." A mouthful of thick phlegm greeted him, bringing bursts of fragrance?

It's you again, auntie's phlegm is your fault.

"Nonsence!"

Well, you are cruel.

Chapter 3

It was just three bowls of noodles. Although the portion was large enough, it would only cost 20 yuan in later generations, but in the Tang Dynasty, it would have required a full six big coins, and Han Yue said no!

If people are poor, their ambitions will be short, and the story of a penny suffocating a hero to death is actually staged every day.He shamelessly asked the onlookers to pay the bill, which was really unspeakable sadness.

Once upon a time, I, Han Yue, even had to beg for a bowl of noodles?

The face money was ultimately paid by the middle-aged uncle.Although his eyes were so unscrupulous when he paid for the money, he stared at him as if he was looking at a pile of shit, but when he paid for it, he was paying. I didn't understand the relationship between the middle-aged uncle and Doudou, so I decided to give up strategically, pretending that I couldn't see the contemptuous eyes of the uncle for the time being.

A large bowl of mutton noodles, a full two pounds, was stuffed into the stomach, and the hunger gradually disappeared.

It feels good to be full.

At this time, it was the dog days. Although the sun was a bit west, it was hot after all. The little girl was holding a big bowl and eating sweet, and her thin little face was full of crystal sweat.

Han Yue wiped his mouth after eating, seeing the girl sweating, he subconsciously lifted the corner of his clothes and wiped it for her.

"Xianggong, woo woo..." The little girl raised her head, tears in her eyes.

Holy crap, isn't it, is this moved?The emotional world of you Tang Dynasty people is too lacking, right?Putting aside the middle-aged uncle again, although he still had a face of the king of hell, he was clearly relieved in the corners of his eyes.

It seems that to correct a person's disgust cognition, one needs to moisten things silently, do not shoot, and do it quietly.

"Little San of the Han family, what are your plans?" The middle-aged uncle had a big appetite. After eating the noodles, he asked the noodle stall owner for a bowl of noodle soup.

Han Yue's eyes were sharp, and he had seen the blue veins bulging on the back of his hand holding the bowl, obviously using a lot of force.No doubt, as long as you make a slight mistake in your answer, the big bowl will definitely hit your forehead.

"Go home, my husband, let's go home and live a good life..." Before Master Han could speak, the little girl was already impatient to make a conclusion.

Looking at her eager eyes and bright colors, Han Yue never imagined that a scum like himself would also enjoy a warm moment.

He smiled faintly!

At this moment, silence is better than sound, he only needs to gently lift the corner of his clothes and wipe the sweat for the little girl.

"You still have a conscience..." The middle-aged uncle muttered scoldingly, but in this tone, there was no longer any murderous intent.

Han Yue took a long sigh of relief, the humanoid gas tank finally abandoned the explosive form, and his life was temporarily guaranteed!

……

The afternoon sun is very bright, how wonderful this word is in the eyes of literati, but it falls into the mouth of ordinary people...

Gan Niang, thief God, you are going to kill me!

Along the way, the sound of swearing was incessant, Han Yue was scolding, the surrounding passers-by were scolding, and even the old-fashioned middle-aged uncle suddenly came out with a sentence or two.

Only the little girl was extremely happy, holding a grasshopper woven from grass in one hand (Han Ye's special instrument for picking up girls), and holding Han Yue's arm tightly in the other, smiling like a flower and dripping with sweat.

"Wow, I said girl, can you let me go, sticking so close, you want to kill us?" Han Yue stuck his tongue out like a big dog, looked up at the scorching sun, panting listlessly.

"I don't..." The little girl didn't say anything, and when she mentioned her, she even put her other hand up.Well, the posture of hugging yourself is so tense, little sister, are you trying to catch a thief or steal someone?

"Let go, men and women can't give and receive, so close to each other, it's indecent!" Since the persuasion fails, I heard that persuasion is the most suitable for loli.

"I don't..." The little girl was still determined, although her cheeks were pink with shame, her little hands still held on.

you are vicious!

Han Yue shook his head helplessly and continued to stick out his tongue.

Hanjiazhuangzi is in the western suburbs of Chang'an, a full [-] kilometers away. In this Tang Dynasty without buses and taxis, it is really not a shortcut.

In ancient times, people basically relied on walking, and big families only had ox carts. As for horseback riding?That is the right of the rich.

Along the way, I took a break and walked, and I was dripping with sweat, as if I had just been fished out of the water, and finally reached the ground at sunset.

Looking around, this is a small Zhuangzi with roosters and dogs. Historically, eight waters surround Chang'an, which means that Chang'an City is surrounded by rivers. This Hanjia Zhuangzi is located in the western suburbs of Chang'an City. Needless to say, it must be next to a river. By the mountains and rivers, it is also elegant.