Ten Mile Room

If life is divided into various stages, Lian Ci's past life can be described in this way.

Humble, flattering, caught in the cracks, blamed, top-notch, thankless, extremely unlovable low-level creatures.

I don't know what other people think, anyway, that's how he thinks about himself.

How outsiders treat you, you must first refer to your family attitude.

Imagine, even your mother looks down on you, do you still want to count on outsiders?

Jiang Gezi was not as good as Lianci thought, he just felt that in order to obtain greater profits, he had to be more generous first in order to buy people's hearts.

But Lianci didn't think so, he felt that he was valued.

Take that very seriously!

Early the next morning after taking Lianci in, Jiang Gezi pointed out to him the change box at home and said, "I don't know what you need. The money is over there. The box is unlocked. Take what you use and take it yourself." .”

What a great respect!

Lianci burst into tears at the moment, and gratitude flowed out of his soul, overflowing the dry field of the soul...

Early the next morning, Lian Ci got up early and prepared to do some housework in order to repay the kindness of the master.

When he came downstairs, he found that the house was clean, not to mention, even breakfast was ready.

Dove!What a refined and careful noble person you are!

He came to the hall with admiration.

On the table, two sets of bowls and chopsticks were arranged very neatly, white porridge was steaming, cold radish slices, shredded radish, and a pile of Lao Gao’s dried beef, plus a plate cut into three pieces, deep-fried and browned Lao Fried dough sticks are placed on the table in the main room.

Jiang Gezi, on the other hand, was sitting behind the bamboo curtain in the main room, and was sewing an old shirt with flying needles under the light from outside.

In the light, he has a huge old mother on his back, the benevolent light that only an old grandmother can have.

Lian Ci's heart was completely hit by this situation and this scene again, he stood stupidly at the stairs, feeling that all the resentment and misery of his life were just to accumulate the blessings of this moment.

Finally gained attention, just like human beings!

That's right, this person has extremely low self-esteem, and he feels that he is not as good as a dog.

I don't know who instilled the idea of ​​a dog in him.

Probably himself.

He felt that he was always licking, kneeling and licking, but always licking the wrong place.

Jiang Gezi raised his head when he heard the noise, he still had a dark face and his tone was not good.

He said, "Come here."

Lianci walked up to him obediently.

Jiang Gezi stretched out his hand, and took out a very old silver ruler from the sewing basket beside him.

He added, "Lift your feet."

Lianci didn't have any shoes, so when he heard him say that, he raised his feet.

The soles of his feet were clean and spotless, not to mention the inside of the house, and even Jiang Gezi's small dilapidated yard was equally clean and scary.

The tidying technique handed down by the shop's errand, what a mess!

Lian Ci looked at the needlework basket curiously, it was the first time he had seen such a strange ruler.

The rulers next to it are all like one millimeter and one centimeter, but this ruler has Xiaozhuan script on it, which says, one breath, two breaths, three breaths...

What is this?

Well... this stuff has a bit of history!

Although the border town of the game is a novice area, the social classes here range from poor to rich, and there is no shortage of ancient city facilities that should be there.

Such as the family of a third-rank general guarding the city, the family of a scholar, the family of a master, the family of a bodyguard, the family of a blacksmith, the family of a great Confucianist in the mountains...

Jiang Gezi thinks that the most useless person here is the great scholar in the mountains. His family is as poor as that bird, and the kitchen doesn't even have a piece of tofu.

The old man lives in a thatched hut and sleeps on a reed couch. Except for a group of big geese running around in his house, in Jiang Gezi's words, this is the acme of poverty, which has blinded his reputation as a great Confucian.

Of course, the broken ship also has a rotten shelf, and the old man also hid a thing under the bed. According to the official statement, this is "The Balance of Heaven and Earth".

Therefore, the ruler given to Lianci to measure his feet is the ruler for the great Confucianism to accept disciples and measure the righteousness of a person's heart.

Lian Ci stretched out his feet, showing shyness.

I don't know why he is so shy!

Jiang Gezi picked up the ruler and compared it neatly at Lianci's feet. After the comparison, he threw the ruler, tilted his neck and nodded at the table, saying, "Go and eat!"

After speaking, he lowered his head and started flying needles.

While walking the thread, he squinted sadly at the righteousness in the world that was not even two centimeters long on the righteousness ruler.

Damn it, the stupid Lianqiao who dumps garbage on the street is more upright than this one, right?

What kind of weird stuff is this?

Lianci is very happy.

I have to wear new shoes, or love brand!

But he didn't know that Jiang Gezi had never bought a single piece of clothing or a pair of shoes in the old alley during his four years here.

The things he wears are all add-ons obtained by brushing his own skills.

You can't see this fool walking around the house with his bare feet being an eyesore.

In fact, the most important reason is that he is too idle!

Lian Ci had never been treated like this before. To describe his mood at the moment in simple words, he could die for Jiang Gezi anytime, anywhere.

He still stood on one foot foolishly, until Jiang Gezi turned his face and stared at him, and said bluntly, "What do you think you can do? Why are you so stupid? I'm so worried, what are you looking at!" Do you want to have a meal? Come, follow me! Open your mouth! Bite up and down, swallow your stomach!! Oh, look! Eat yours!"

Lian Ci's face turned red, hating himself for being an idiot, he nodded in a panic, turned around and walked to the edge of the wooden table, took the initiative to sit on the side, picked up the porridge, picked up the spoon, and saw at a glance... A small bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus syrup.

The sweet-scented osmanthus syrup was placed in a small white porcelain bowl, eight-tenths full, tender yellow sugar color, with the remaining pistils falling on the bottom of the bowl, exuding an attractive amber light.

This kind of syrup is often on the dining table of his grandmother's house.

All kinds, sweet-scented osmanthus, rose, jasmine, gardenia...

They were placed on the table as petals, and after being shown to everyone, they were brought down as they were.

Lian Ci was fond of sweets, but he never dared to stretch out his arms rashly, serving a spoonful of sugar porridge in front of his family.

Because they say they don't like sugar.

I remember when I was very young, every time my uncle came to our house, the children were very excited. As happy as the New Year, my uncle always brought a lot of candies to amuse the children.

At that time, a group of children begged around my uncle, who was always unrestrained and casual, and never cared about the teeth of the children in the family.

He likes to hand out a lot of beautifully packaged candies at will, but every time he comes to Lianci, he will go around as if he didn't see him.

Once there was a visitor at home, and it was too obvious, his uncle made up for it by saying that the child didn't like sweets since he was a child.

At that time, Lian Ci was still complacent because his uncle knew what he liked.

Thinking about it now, how could such a shrewd person fail to see it? He just didn't like it.

Lian Ci hesitated, tentatively stretched out the spoon, and looked at Jiang Gezi with a twisted face.

Jiang Gezi lowered his hands, his fingers were slender and nimble, and he walked the needle with flying needles. While sewing, he also looked at the side street through the gap of the bamboo curtain. When he noticed his sight, he didn't look back, and he cursed:

"Eat yours! Keep watching what I do?"

The corners of Lian Ci's mouth curled up, and he poured two spoonfuls of sweet-scented osmanthus sugar into the porridge.

Feeling that it was not sweet enough, he added another spoonful.

Take a spoon full, it's so sweet!

sweet!

Outside the small street, Fourth Brother Duan was leaning out from the second floor, using the unloading iron gourd hanging from the roof to deliver goods one by one from the second floor.

The fourth sister-in-law stretched out her hands and continued one by one.

His house is narrow, and he always has to come here every morning.

And their three sons were carrying modified beef jerky schoolbags, each holding a soy bun, mouth full of bean dregs, and were gnawing on it.

The fourth sister-in-law carefully placed a stack of porcelain bowls on the shelf.

Turning around, I saw that the three debt collectors hadn't left yet.

He roared angrily: "What time is it? Ah? Ancestor! You're late! Are you still leaving?"

Duan Pinqing, the boss of his family, curled his lips and kicked the third son Pinli with his foot.

Pin Li moaned and begged: "Mom~give ten coins~hmm~"

The fourth wife was furious, she found a broom and held it up high, cursing: "Ten pennies! I look like a ten penny! I will give you ten pennies!! My old lady picks up a penny or a penny all day long. Well, it’s good for you, you can open your mouth for ten cents... three is thirty cents, oh! I only earn ten cents and eight cents with my old lady every day. How dare you want to export it? I’ll hit you Ten cents!!"

The two big rabbits ran away as fast as they could, leaving the third child kicked a few more times crying, and then left with tears on his face.

The children walked a few steps dejectedly, and Uncle Duan came back from the outside holding the birdcage.

He first squinted at the Fourth Wife and then snorted, feeling that she had lost his grandson.

The Fourth Wife didn't look at him either, but continued to act busy.

The old man hung up the birdcage, and as soon as he reached out his hand, he took out a few receipts from his pocket, and a grandson handed them one, and even touched their heads one by one, and said in a very grand manner: "Take it to spend! Money! There is plenty of it! ! The grandson of the old Duan family, I still need some of you..."

Before the words were finished, a dozen or so grandchildren and granddaughters rushed out from nowhere, shouting, "Grandpa sent the money..."

Then they lined up, neatly waiting to get the money.

The fourth wife raised her face, her teeth were exposed in a silent smile, but the fourth brother Duan looked at his sons with a bit of distress, and his own troubled father, it was not easy for his father to pick a few from his mother Woolen cloth!

He complained a little and just wanted to open his mouth.

As soon as the downstairs eyes stared, he snorted obediently and cursed: "Every day! These little bastards can't do anything except eat and poop, so they only accept money..."

Before the words fell, his wife was unwilling again.

"I said Duan Taro? Have you ever said that about your son?"

The old lady Duan suddenly stretched her head from the second floor, stared at her daughter-in-law and scolded: "If you say that about my son, you won't like my son scolding his son? It's you~ The roof of the old Duan's house is shallow. I can't leave you..."

Jiang Gezi burst into laughter, and the needle under his hand flew so fast that he couldn't see its shadow.

Lian Ci has never seen such a lively and wonderful world.

It's been five days, and every day of his life is full of dew-like freshness.

Sad to say, in the first 21 years, there has never been such a person who has done a special thing for Lianci alone, especially in this way.

That kind of constant kindness, thrown out one by one, almost drowned him, alive, why is it so good!

On the first night, Pigeon came into the house with four or five sets of old shirts sewn inside and out, and angrily threw them on the mattress.

Lian Ci doesn't care about things like Laoshan, since he comes from the old sect, and his family is full of old-fashioned people.

But growing up so big, it was the first time someone sewed clothes for him stitch by stitch.

Lianci was so moved that he didn't sleep all night.

All cried.

The next day, when I woke up early in the morning, two pairs of green cloth shoes with thousand-ply soles were neatly placed at the door of the house.

Lian Ci cherished the shoes and put them in the house, wishing to confess them.

He himself still walked around the room barefoot.

Jiang Gezi curled his lips and scolded a bitch.

Lianci smiled.

Yesterday evening, he took to the streets and received unprecedented attention.

The neighbors were curious, so they quietly asked, who are you?

He said, I am from Jiang Gezi's family.

People immediately respected him, and when they bought things, they only told him the purchase price, and recommended real good things to him, and even gave him a small change when they settled the bill.

He bought dental kits, towels, and three pairs of cotton underpants.

In the past, he needed to spend less than two pennies on things, and he only spent 130 yuan.

The pigeon is in Laosanxiang, face is so valuable!That's how nice it is!

As a result, Lianci started to welcome the new life earlier.

Before the sun came out, he got up in the dark, fetched a bucket of well water, found a rag, and wiped the old house four times from the inside to the outside.

Before that, Lian Cilian had never seen a kitchen, so naturally he had never done any housework.

Mentally unhappy, this does not mean that he has suffered grievances in material life.Although he was born in a collateral line, he couldn't support his matrilineal lineage, and his paternal lineage was pure. According to the rigid regulations of the Clan Bureau, he could receive three monthly subsidies, totaling about [-] guan.

And this subsidy is equivalent to the monthly income of the top elite white-collar workers in the Zhongzhou business district.

No one would have imagined that a person like Lianci would hide in such an old street with a full face of contentment. In such a person's house, he would clean the floor, wash clothes, and cook for him like a nanny!

Lianci felt that what he did was not good enough, and he needed to work harder.

He was kicked out by his family, and he was desperate. It was the pigeon who gave him a roof, a place to hide, and it was enough for him to pay attention to him and treat him well.

In fact, who doesn't live for respect?

Lianci, who received full attention and respect, happily wiped the room, cleaned the floor, cleaned the floor and washed the toilet...

Although there is only a little physique, it means that the physical strength has doubled.He has a great body, and he has nowhere to vent, so he can only turn around and be an eyesore.

He is a fast learner, and he can quickly master the skills of domestic work without brushing skills, which is enviable.

Jiang Gezi always squinted at Lianci angrily.

Lianci felt it.

That's how important it is!

This is attention!

Then wash the stairs again.

Early this morning, Jiang Gezi curled his lips in jealousy while eating.

Lianci made a self-examination with great apologies, and decided that he must practice cooking skills well, and he will definitely be able to serve Jiang Gezi comfortably in the future.

He doggedly asked Jiang Gezi if he could buy him a cookbook, the cheapest one would do.

After he said this, Jiang Gezi suddenly started to look him up and down with bright eyes, and after looking him up, Jiang Gezi went out with an excited expression on his face.

At four or five o'clock in the afternoon that day, the pigeon took back seven or eight catalogs from the county library, and seriously asked him about his education background and hobbies.

Lianci felt that he was respected again.

He analyzed himself very frankly to Jiang Gezi, from his dark heart to his restless soul, he confessed everything without concealment.

Jiang Gezi rolled his eyes at the sky, thinking that such a black-hearted guy would not be released after all.

With a swipe of his pen, he wrote a book on ideology, morality and sentiments that weighed half a ton and gave it to Lianci.

Reading, reading good books, studying well, there is always nothing wrong with that.

In this way, Jiang Gezi actively participated in Lianci's ideological and moral education work.

But Lianci used another method to quietly blend into Laosanxiang.

He is a member of Grandpa Ganzi's family, and this old Sanxiang can quickly accept him, assimilate him, tolerate him, and turn him into a new person without him being aware of it.

Early this morning, Jiang Gezi came back from doing a round of quests outside before entering the house, and saw Mrs. Qian next door, holding a shallow thick-bottomed bowl, coming out of his house with a smile on her face.

"Yo, Pigeon, are you back from your walk?"

"Well, what about cooking?"

"No! You say it's a coincidence, it's not that I'm cursing, your eldest niece is just unreliable, I even asked her to leave school yesterday, and brought back a catty of shrimp paste, your elder brother Qian wants to eat noodles today , Oops! You don’t know, that damn girl... hey! I won’t mention it... No, I’ll come to your house to ask for some shrimp paste to get through this meal.”

Jiang Gezi saw this off with a smile, and only when she was far away did she chuckle and shake her head into the room.

An old street is alive, and there are all sorts of strange people in the neighborhood, like this Mrs. Qian, you can't say she is a bad person, but she is indeed unpopular.

The kitchen of this family has never been fully prepared, whether it is oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, needles, threads, and brains, there is nothing she does not borrow.

Jiang Gezi has been in Laosanxiang for more than four years. The oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar that this man begged from home can be combined into a sea tank.

By the way, there is also the small bowl with a shallow bottom in her hand, which only takes two taels full, so anyone would be embarrassed to give up even two taels, right?

Moreover, when a spoonful of shrimp paste is put down, there is always room for the side of the bowl. Therefore, every time Mrs. Qian asks for a bargain, it is usually half the weight that others don't look at.

Eat your two or three Wen shrimp paste, are you worth talking about?Too shabby.

That's the case, Li'er, and it's true.

The things are worthless, but it can't stand this foodie. It's really ugly. She is holding on to the days and coming every other day.

Sometimes when you get impatient, she will do it every three days.

A few more words of sarcasm, then five days?

Anyway, with a smile on her face, she always wanted to come with that little bowl in her hands.

But if you want to say that this is annoying, she also has her advantages.

Whoever has a wedding or wedding event, this one will be the first one to arrive early in the morning, and he should bring his own kitchen knife and apron.

If you hold a wedding event for three days, she must take care of it thoroughly for three days, which is not lazy at all.

When Jiang Gezi sent Jiang Batou away, he hated that messy thing, and before he could figure out what to do with it, the old Qian's couple came to the door.

That's true, from washing Jiang Batou's body, wrapping him up, putting him in a coffin, and working part-time as a crying spirit...

After three days of busy work, Mrs. Qian's voice became hoarse from crying.

Why do you hate her?

I really can't hate it.

However, don't hate it!

She is also like a fly or mosquito in the middle of the night, you can't find where it flies, and it buzzes all night long to kill you.

Jiang Gezi entered the room and looked at the food on the table, but there were no bowls and chopsticks?

He went into the kitchen with his hands behind his back, only to find that Lian Ci was tossing with resentment on his face.

In front of him, there were twelve small rough porcelain jars that could hold at most two taels of soy sauce, and Lian Ci was pouring shrimp paste into the jars with a spoon.

Jiang Gezi frowned and asked him.

"What are you doing?"

As soon as Lian Ci raised his head, he immediately said a series of very angry words: "Oh! Who are these people? You said that Brother Qian is a workshop supervisor in a daily chemical factory, so he is considered a high-class person?"

Before coming to Changhui County, Lian Ci thought that the most superior person in the world was the emperor.

Jiang Gezi is a bit square.

"... How good is the food at the daily chemical factory? It's been so many years, did you see that old brother Qian came back for dinner at noon? This bird from my hometown is full of nonsense, isn't it! Besides, he doesn't open for seven days any month. Baguan's cash? Is there any shortage of shrimp paste from our family?

There are seven or eight old enterprise workers in a family, and his family does not draw twenty or thirty pennies into the account any month, let alone those!Just say that the rented eaves at the door of his house will not be completed two or three times a month?How much does our family earn?How much is a catty of shrimp paste?Look, how many times has she come these days? "

Jiang Gezi gasped, took a few steps back and leaned on the door rail and asked him, "You...you...what are you doing?"

Lian Ci snorted again, and said in a deep voice, "Huh! Why? Why not! I can't cure her! The fourth sister-in-law said, this kind of jar, full of two taels, is designed to treat toothache!!"

After he finished speaking, he held up the small white jar and shook it triumphantly: "I'll pour half of the jar into it, and next time, I'll only give her half...I think she's too embarrassed to come again? I'll tell her to eat noodles mixed with shrimp paste! [-] Qian'er Shrimp Sauce, I'll kill her! Hmph!!"

You... calm down, you are a Homo sapiens with ten intelligence points! !