One of the big boys

Da Zhuang pulled Liu Yi, a familiar official, "What's the matter, what's the matter. Why are you in my shop this morning?"

Liu Yi patted Da Zhuang's shoulder reassuringly, "It's not a bad thing. It's a good thing. Didn't you pick up a child before?" Liu Yi took a list from Zhang ruffian's hand, "Look, does that child match Hua Hua? Same as above?"

Zhang Bao took the painting, and sure enough, the person in this portrait was exactly like Jin'er.There is still a piece of paper under the portrait. Zhang Bao flipped it up and browsed through it roughly, "This is the little man from the prime minister's family in the capital who lost it. Now I'm here to find someone."

"Brother Liu, I have to ask about this matter. The one who brought Jin'er to our house was a mute. It looks like the dumb uncle knows about Jin'er's family. You allow me to ask." Zhang Bao He used color on Da Zhuang, "Have you guys eaten yet? If you haven't eaten, you can try it in our store. Give us some advice and let us make progress."

Da Zhuang hurriedly drove the donkey cart back to Zhangjiazhuang, and sent Er Zhuang to the academy to pick up Jin'er.

"Where's the opinion?" Liu Yi was considered a small leader here, and sat down with a few people. "It's better to be careful about this matter. It's a pity for a child. It's okay if it's the prime minister's son. You will be the benefactors of the prime minister's family by then, so please remind us a little bit."

"Hey, what kind of benefactors are not benefactors? We just looked at the old and the young poor." Zhang Bao asked some things about the prime minister, but these people were all officials from remote towns, and they didn't care about the city people at all. don't know.I don't even know the prime minister's last name.

After picking up Jin'er and returning, several officials asked questions with smiles. "What's the little guy's last name?"

Jin'er asked Zhang Bao the first day he came.Jin'er's name is Wen Renjin. I don't know where he lives.Apart from knowing what his name is, the child knows nothing about the rest.When the dumb uncle came, Zhang Bao asked the dumb uncle in front of everyone, "Dumb uncle, I asked you something, you can answer it well, if it is you, you just nod, if you don't, you shake your head. Is Jin'er the son of the prime minister?"

The dumb uncle nodded quickly, and yelled a few times, but no one understood what it meant.Da Zhuang and Uncle Dumb explained that it was the prime minister who posted the list to find his son.

The matter was so important that the county magistrate Ren wrote a letter and sent it to the Prime Minister's Mansion in the capital.Before that, in order to ensure Jin'er's safety, the magistrate Ren intended to take Jin'er to live behind the yamen so that he could send someone to protect her.

"No." Jin'er was unwilling, "I still have to go to the academy. I'll live at brother Da Zhuang's house."

County magistrate Ren persuaded her for a while, and finally Jin'er compromised and let the two servants follow.

Half a month later, a group of foreigners rushed to Pingjiang Town.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a red mole on the corner of his mouth, "Master Xian, I don't know where my Young Master Wenren is now?"

The county magistrate Ren was busy greeting him warmly, while sending officials to Da Zhuang's family to lead him. "Master County, I want to go and see where the young master lives, and I hope the poor man can take it."

Ren Zhong smiled and said, "You're welcome, you're welcome." The people from the prime minister's family in the capital are really polite.

The middle-aged man looked at the small two-story building with a fence in front of him, and felt a little lucky. The young master seemed to be raised by a wealthy family, and the young master should not have suffered any crimes.

Xiaohua grabbed a bundle of edamame and planned to sit under the shade of a tree and peel it. When he saw many people standing outside the yard, and there was a poor man inside, he felt a little scared, "This is, who are you looking for?"

One of the errands replied, "It's the prime minister's family who came to look for the young master. Go and invite the young master quickly."

"Hey, hey." Xiaohua quickly put down the edamame, went into the room and told Dahua to come out to greet people, then turned around and ran back to Dahe.In the middle of the morning, Brother Bao said he wanted to eat red skin, and the whole family went to the river to play.

When Xiaohua got to the river, Da Zhuang was still touching things in the river with his upper body shirtless.Zhang Bao sat comfortably under the shade of a tree by the river and chatted with the two poor men, with a dog's tail in his mouth.There was a row of children standing by the river, and half-grown men were touching things in the river together.

"Brother Bao, Brother Bao." Xiao Hua raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead, "A messenger came to our house and said it was Jin'er, Mr. Jin'er's house is here."

Zhang Bao and the two officials stood up and shouted towards the river, "Jin'er, come back. Someone is coming from your house. Da Zhuang, come up quickly and go home to greet people."

Hu Hansan, a man with a red mole on the corner of his mouth, briefly asked Dahua about Wen Renjin's food and accommodation here, and asked this honest man until his brow was covered with sweat. Nobility to blame.Under Dahua's long-awaited expectation, Jin'er finally came.

Hu Hansan's eyes turned red when he saw Jin'er, "Master, how are you?"

"Housekeeper." Jin'er was very happy to see a familiar person, "Where is my father?"

"Master, the husband is waiting for the young master at home, let the servant come to pick you up."

Zhang Bao simply asked Xiaohua and the others to go out and let them chat by themselves.It happened that Da Zhuang and Er Zhuang came back with a basket of snails and red skins, followed by a row of children.Zhang Bao called everyone to clean up together.Promise everyone to try a bowl of red skin and a bowl of escargot.Being promised to eat, the children also worked hard, trying to find a way to clean up the mud under the red skin's stomach and on the surface of the snails.

In the kitchen, two stoves were fired together, red dried chilies were added, and red skin and snails were boiled.Smelling the scent, a group of children stood outside the kitchen door chattering about the smell they imagined.What is more fragrant than pork, better than fried vegetables with oil.The children added some flavor to Zhang Bao's yard with their rich imagination.

"The snails are about to come out of the pot. San Zhuang, take out all the big bowls from our house." The bowls of snails were put on the stone table in the yard to cool first. Zhang Bao taught the children how to eat, and let them eat. Everyone took a bowl home. "Remember to return the bowl. Or I don't have enough bowls."

Jin'er couldn't sit still listening to the noise outside, ran into the yard and laughed with a group of children.There is a little man named Baozhu who is only three years old and walks steadily, but carrying a bowl does not guarantee that the bowl will still be full when he gets home.

"Beibei, you send Baozhu home, and when I come back, I'll give you an extra bowl of red skin."

"I'll go too." Jin'er volunteered.Baozhu is the youngest child in their group, and everyone takes care of him when they usually play.

Hu Hansan was quite satisfied seeing the commotion in the courtyard.I think it's really good to adopt Master Jin'er's family.

The children brought home a bowl of snails, and when they came back, there was more or less something in the bowl.Three small peaches, two eggs, and a bunch of grapes.Zhang Bao took the children's things, washed the fruit and brought it out to a group of children.Another bowl of red skin was served to everyone.

After the children had left and the yard became quieter, Zhang Bao served the guests snails and red skins. "Come and taste it, it's rustic and rustic. It's not elegant, but it tastes good. Come and taste it. If you don't like spicy food, rinse it in water."

Everyone knows about snails and red skins, but few people eat them.At the first taste, everyone was conquered by the spicy taste, and their heads were sweating, but they couldn't stop their mouths.

When everyone enjoyed eating and the spicy taste dissipated in their mouths, Dahua took out the watermelon in the well water, cut it and ate it.

"Ouch, brother Dazhuang, your family is living a fairy life." Liu Yi took a mouthful of watermelon, felt the coolness, and couldn't help but envy the life he lived.

Hu Hansan's task this time was to bring Jin'er back to the capital, and now that he saw someone, he immediately sent a letter to the prime minister's mansion in the capital.Pack up Jin'er's things and plan to set off in the afternoon.Uncle Dumb didn't want to go with him, he had no relatives at home, and he didn't want to go home, so he planned to stay at Zhang Bao's house.Hu Hansan thanked Zhang Bao, and wanted to give 300 taels of silver as a thank you gift, but Zhang Bao didn't want it. It was really impressive, "I know that your family is kind-hearted, and I have heard a lot about your family in the past half a day. If the dumb uncle wants to stay, this money should be regarded as pension money for the dumb uncle. The dumb uncle has no relatives. For no reason, I hope you can treat him kindly." So Zhang Baocai took the money.

When Jin'er left, she cried a lot, which made the whole family feel a little bit reluctant.

San Zhuang comforted him, "Jin'er, don't cry, you can still write us letters when you get home. Shi Yiming, do you know that he was also our friend and went to the capital, and now we write letters often? If we get the chance, we'll see you."

Sizhuang, Beibei and Jin'er are about the same age, and the three of them have played together the longest, and now that their good friend is leaving, the three of them hugged each other and cried for a long time.

Da Zhuang's family didn't go home until Jin'er was sent ten miles outside Pingjiang Town.

The author has something to say:

I remember when I was a child, there was a small ditch in front of the field of my uncle's house.Uncle sometimes touches the big snails from the inside and comes home to cook a pot for us to eat.