glacier dream

"Xiaoer, let's make a pot of tea!"

"Hey, here we come!"

With a folding fan in his hand, Xiucai whispered, "Hey, have you heard?"

The middle-aged man next to him with a knife saw Xiucai's appetizing appearance, and he was not happy, and shouted in a rough voice: "If you have something to say, tell me, what does it look like to hide it?"

After hearing this, the scholar was not annoyed, and said in a low voice, "Ximen, the big family of the Qin family, is getting married."

"Get married? Who is it? Mr. Qin is in his fifties, so he wants to have a second life?" asked the middle-aged man.

The scholar snorted and said, "It's not Lao Tzu, it's that kid."

Only now did the middle-aged man become interested, and said, "You mean the son of Master Qin? That little cripple?"

"Hush—keep your voice down, who doesn't know that the Qin family is the most taboo to say that, be careful not to be heard!"

"Am I still afraid of this? Isn't the young master of the Qin family just a cripple? He..."

The conversation between the two was interrupted by Xiaoer's voice. The teapot was brought up with two stacks of white and fat glutinous rice refreshments. look.

"Hey, you go to the back door and stay there. I'll bring you a steamed bun when I'm free. After a while, the shopkeeper will find out, and you won't be able to eat it."

Xiaoer seemed to know the little beggar, and the accountant saw it right after he finished speaking, and shouted: "Where did the beggar come from here to beg for food!"

As if he was about to let go of his calculations and come over to chase people away, Xiaoer hurriedly kicked the little beggar out of the door and said, "Go, go! Beggars dare to enter the inn! Beggars are coming! Be careful to break your bones!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and said to the accountant: "Don't be tired, I kicked him out."

The accountant snorted softly and said, "Someone just stayed in the hotel, so hurry up and tidy up their room."

Xiao Er quickly nodded and bowed to deal with it, threw the rag over his shoulder, and glanced outside the door from the corner of his eye before going upstairs.The little beggar who had just been kicked down was crawling towards the back door. It was snowing heavily outside. When a guest entered the door, he felt that it was bad luck to see the beggar, so he kicked him on the back.

Xiao Er, who withdrew his eyes, pursed his lips and sped up to clean up the room.

This far city is close to the border, although it is too far away from the imperial city, but here it is very rich.It's not that small towns in the south of the Yangtze River are as rich in fish and rice, but that this is where several countries are connected, and there are businessmen coming and going. A place with businessmen will never be barren, and everything can be turned into treasure.There is a family in this city who is also the wealthiest among the merchants, whose surname is Qin.

The Qin family only moved to the distant city a few years ago, but the food and clothing costs are not bad. Later, I found out that the Qin family had a daughter who was the emperor's most favored concubine. She was appreciated as soon as she entered the palace. The Qin family also flourished.However, Mr. Qin has no interest in being an official. Seeing his daughter being favored, he took his wife and children to settle in the distant city with peace of mind.

It is said that there are business opportunities everywhere in this far city, and Master Qin also wants to see where in this far city is worth so many businessmen rushing to.Within a month of settling down, Master Qin finalized the sale, started the spice business, and even brought famous spices from several border countries to the palace.

It would be strange if the things used in the palace are not booming.

People in Yuancheng admire Master Qin's unique vision, but there are also many rumors about the Qin family.

It is said that Qin Zhong, the only son of the Qin family, is disabled.

At the beginning, no one believed what he said, and they all thought that those who spread the rumors were talking nonsense, and this must be sour for Mr. Qin.

Who would have thought that later on, he caught a glimpse of the young master of the Qin family being pushed out in a wheelchair to visit the lanterns.

The rumor that this young master of the Qin family is disabled is only confirmed.

But all of this has nothing to do with the little beggar. Although he has heard about the Qin family's affairs, as a person who has his last meal but not his next meal, how can he be distracted by these things.

"I secretly took two for you, finish eating and go home quickly, and after a while, my brother will buy medicine for our mother after he pays his wages."

The little beggar looked at Xiao Er and nodded. He was kicked by him just now and it still hurts, but he was not angry at all.

After wolfing down one steamed bun, the little beggar stuffed the other into his clothes, patted the snow off his body, and slipped out the back door.

There are five children in the family, the little beggar is the second child, and the eldest brother finds a job as the second child in an inn, and his daily wages are enough to buy medicines for the old mother in the family.The little beggar thought that he and his siblings were too young to do the work, so he simply went to the street to beg for some money, and he could buy some cakes for those little children.

While thinking this way, he clutched the few pennies in his belt tightly.The little beggar bought two biscuits, and covered them in his clothes, which made him shiver. Afraid that the biscuits would get cold, he hurried home.

Now the snow has stopped, the fence is full of snow, and the roof of the thatched house is the same, full of snow and white flowers.I am afraid that it is worth writing a poem if it is seen by any poet, but those who are not full don't want to think about the poetic and artistic feeling of "if the catkins are blown by the wind".

The little beggar returned to the house, his nose was red from the cold, and he handed the steamed buns and pancakes that were still warm in his pocket to the three little children, and said, "Brother will come back at night, after you finish eating, follow me outside to turn over the snow, that's fine." ?"

Seeing that the children were busy eating and drinking, and the little beggar didn't force it, he went back to the back room and saw that his mother was lying on the bed still insisting on sewing handkerchiefs to make some money, so she walked over angrily and said, "Mother, don't embroider, Beware of catching a cold."

The woman breathed weakly, but she still said: "What about your younger brothers if I don't make some money?"

"I'll ask for more money tomorrow, don't damage your eyes if you embroider the handkerchief like this." And the money you sell for the embroidered handkerchief is not worth the kerosene money you used.

But the little beggar didn't dare to say this, he only thought he was concerned.

The woman sat up and grabbed the little beggar. Her hand, which was already red from the cold, immediately sank into a piece. It must have been swollen from the cold.

Wanting to say something else, the kids at the door who had finished eating the pancakes said, "Second brother, let's finish eating."

The little beggar responded, and didn't bother to bother her, so he went out to clear the snow by the fence with the three little children.