drunk spring branch

Although the outskirts of the capital are not as prosperous as the city, they are also very lively because of the moat.Passing boats, passing pedestrians, cars and horses.

The sound of hawking along the street and the sound of children playing are endless.The fragrance of warblers flying and the fragrance of green grass, the fragrance of food in restaurants, and the subtle fragrance are all the smoke and fire in the world.

Everything grows, Jingzhu is very happy with the feeling of the breeze blowing on his face.He casually picked up a section of weeds on the roadside, wiped it, and held it in his mouth, humming a little tune, dressed in the setting sun.

The result of picking up junk today is good, although I got some dirt and dust on my body, but it is still very good for some wine money.Spitting out the weeds caught between her thin lips, Jing Zhu happily picked up the wine gourd at her waist and drank it as she walked.

On the outskirts of the city are the famous slums.Some displaced and helpless people often gather here, and there are simple chaimen thatched huts in twos and threes. There are not many people, but it is considered lively.At any rate, he was at the feet of the emperor, so although he was not rich, he still looked decent, so he wouldn't be unsightly.

"Mung bean cake, mung bean cake, fresh mung bean cake, it's hot!"

Walking through the bluestone path beside the bridge, Jing Zhu stopped in front of the nearest thatched hut, grinningly took out a box of wrapped mung bean cakes behind him, and yelled softly.

Sure enough, after a while, a little boy jumped out of the thatched hut. Although the coarse clothes were worn out, they were washed clean.He danced and jumped to Jing Zhu's side, took the mung bean cake, and kept shouting "Thank you, Brother Jing Zhu".

Jing Zhu touched the little boy's fluffy hair with a smile, declined the mung bean cake he offered to share, and gently asked him to eat slowly so as not to choke.

"Douzi! You child, let your elder brother Jingzhu spend again!"

A trembling, kind and kind old lady followed out with a cane, greeted Jing Zhu with a smile, and tapped the little boy's buttocks with a cane a few times in feigned anger.

The little boy called Doudou exaggeratedly ouched, covered his buttocks with one hand and spun around, and handed the warm mung bean cake to grandma with the other. His lively and mischievous appearance made everyone laugh.

"It's okay grandma, beans love to eat, I'll buy some for him when I earn money."

Jing Zhu scratched his head and said to grandma with a smile.

"Why are you so kind to this baby! Come on, come on, these peanuts were bought at the market this morning, you take them as a snack."

Grandma smiled and took a sack from Caimen and handed it over.

The folk customs here are simple and simple. Although everyone lives in poverty, Jingzhu did receive a lot of care when he first arrived, especially Douzi and grandma.

When he got home, Jing Zhu found out that he had been addicted to drinking recently, and the family really couldn't get rid of it.He simply grabbed a handful of peanuts and chewed them, before going to take a bath.

Anyway, unless it was absolutely necessary, he didn't want to go back to his previous life.It's good to just pick up junk like this and live a leisurely life.

There is no rice noodles, but there is still hot water.Peanuts can't completely satisfy your hunger, but soaking in a wooden barrel can still relax the fatigue of the day.While enjoying this moment of relaxation, Jing Zhu prayed that there would not be a heavy rain and strong wind to blow down the fence or knock down the thatched roof tonight.

But just as he was thinking, there was a bang sound outside the door, followed by the crackling sound of branches and trunks being broken and crushed.Jing Zhu sat up in shock, causing water to splash everywhere.

Open your mouth, why don't you go to the market tomorrow and set up a stall for fortune-telling?Don't want anything, why come?Don't bring a storm, or you will have to repair the house again, and it will come true?Then can you change your wish and pray that there will not be a fairy sister falling from the sky at the door of your house?

Without thinking too much about it, he casually wrapped a gray-white coat on the hanger, Jing Zhu clicked his tongue, squinted his eyes and walked out of the house.

The clouds are thick and the wind is howling. It really looks like a storm is about to come. The thatch on the roof is rattling. I don’t know if it can survive the night. , about four feet from the door, a fence had already collapsed and fell inward. When I looked closely, there was still a mass of white flowers pressing on the collapsed fence.

Jing Zhu frowned.What the hell, what's going on, what's wrong with this?

Picking up a small wooden stick as thick as a thumb, Jing Zhu cautiously moved forward as a weapon.I don't know if I don't see it, but I was shocked when I saw it, it really is that the heavenly spirit and earth Lingling Taishang Laojun is about to appear, and there are gods coming to the door, but the way of appearance is a bit too grand.

But if you take a closer look, it doesn't seem like a fairy sister?The clothing is luxurious, with a snow-colored gold silk outer cloak.Pale and haggard, but delicate and handsome.How do you look... how is it a man?And looking at this outfit, he doesn't seem like an ordinary man?How did the fairy sister who made a wish become a fairy brother?Even though her hair was disheveled and her clothes were stained with mud, but...

What a beauty.With picturesque eyebrows and eyes, black hair and white shirt, like a fairy who fell into the mortal world in the book.

It must be the wrong posture to open the door.Jing Zhu scratched his head, and returned to the house by the same route, carrying the small wooden stick.He closed the creaking small broken door, took a deep breath, and counted silently to three more times before reopening the door.

As a result, the white unknown object that was suspected to be a person was still lying on the collapsed fence intact, without even squirming.

As the wind grew louder, there began to be dripping raindrops hitting the ground.The shower came quite urgently, and in a blink of an eye, the raindrops turned into bean-sized raindrops and fell, keeping the wet ground moist.

That ball of white flowers may have felt the touch of being wet by the rain, and it was already shrunk into a ball, but now it seems to be even more afraid of the cold, and it struggles to wriggle its body, shrinking even tighter, with a lovely and pitiful look. look.

Jing Zhu, who was hiding under the eaves of the door and watching all this, finally gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, closed his eyes and rolled his eyes countless times in his heart, and ran out in the rain, not carrying the small wooden stick with thick thumbs, and Don't worry about whether this group of white flowers is human or not, and use the traditional technique of picking up the tatters carefully and relentlessly, pick and pull twice, carry it on the shoulder, and bring it back to the house.

It's really personal.And, still alive.

Throwing the person on the creaking rough wooden bed, Jing Zhu sat down beside him.The dilapidated bed obviously couldn't bear the weight of two grown men, and it began to creak again, as if it would fall apart and be scrapped in the next moment.Jing Zhu poked the person on the bed, and silently imagined various causes and consequences in his heart.

Who is this person's name?What is it all about?Why did it fall here?Will he be regarded as abducted and trafficked if he is picked up?What if his family came to him to extort money?If you sell him as junk, how much money can you exchange for it?

Just as he was thinking, the man beside him coughed a few times, and his breathing became constricted.Jing Zhu was taken aback, and turned around quickly, patting his back, and frantically looking for water.

All the hot water that was boiled just now is used for bathing. If you want to drink water, you can only boil it now.After adding firewood for boiling water, watching the water at the bottom of the pot extrude a piece of small bubbles, Jing Zhu realized that he was in a hurry to save people just now, and there was still water on his body, which had already wet the gray-white dress. The wet material of the outer shirt clings to the skin, reminding the owner of the body that there is nothing on the inside.

The atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.

Jing Zhu scratched his head, grabbed a handful of peanuts and stuffed them into his mouth.Who cares, both of them are men anyway, so if they are naked, they will be naked, what can they do?Can he still tempt me, make me fascinated, and wish I could eat him?

Speaking of which, who is this man?Dressed very carefully, not like people in this slum.The delicate maintenance between the eyebrows and eyes is not like ordinary people.

I don't know why, but the way the man shrunk into a white ball and collapsed under the fence made Jingzhu suddenly think of the little white dog at Grandma Wang's house in Xijiekou. The name was Xiaobai, and the dog slept The appearance is exactly the same as him.

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Pouting his lips, Jing Zhu grabbed another handful of peanuts, waited for the water to boil in the kitchen, and thought about the origin of this mysterious man.But after thinking about it, I couldn't draw any conclusions until the water boiled.

"Xiaobai, hey, come and eat peanuts!"

It's better not to think than to think, when he wakes up and treats him with good wine and meat, all doubts will naturally be solved.You will never wake up, right?So, Jing Zhu grabbed another handful of peanuts, and walked towards the little white on the bed in the inner room like a dog.