Across the Far Mountain Tea Farmers

The boy, or the reserve book boy, came unexpectedly and easily.

Wen Lun was bumped, to be exact, Xiong Da pulled him away before hitting him, and the child who stumbled over passed out on the ground.

The child was dirty and hadn't been washed for an unknown number of days. He looked about the same height as Yao Qing.

A person next to him sighed and said, "This belongs to Lian Er's family. Lian Er's boat sank last month, and Lian Er's wife jumped into the river with her. The creditor and landlord came to take away all the things in the house. Just the little chair."

Small chair?Wen Lun looked at the child held by Xiong Da in his hand, and then looked at the people coming and going in the alley, most of their clothes were patched, sighed silently, and looked up at Xiong Da.

Xiong Da's thick eyebrows were raised, and his hand was also raised: "Take it back?" The unconscious child shook like a puppy whose neck was pinched.

Wen Lun visually measured the child's height: "Then take it home." Maybe Yao Qing doesn't like people who are taller than him?The kid is about the same height.

There is nothing wrong with the little chair, it will faint, it is purely hungry.But even if he was extremely hungry, he just blinked his eyes and swallowed, until Wen Lun said, "Eat, this is for you."

The little chair saluted strangely: "Thank you." Then he climbed up on the stool to drink the porridge.The child had a small mouth and was so hungry that he drank so much that he choked within two mouthfuls.

Bi He patted him on the back, and Wen Lun looked terrified.This girl singled out a wild boar weighing more than a hundred catties in winter. With this slap, the small body of the small chair...

Fortunately, there was no murder.Wen Lun let out a long breath, and everyone in the room looked at him strangely.

Wen Lun coughed in embarrassment, pulled Xiong Da up, and said to Bi He, "Bi He, I'll leave the little chair to you. I'll stay here for a while to freshen up and find Ah Qing's old clothes for him to try on."

Bi He replied yes, looking very weak.

Wen Lun turned his head, the corners of his eyes were still twitching. After returning to his room, he couldn't help but said to Xiong Da: "When will you teach me a different set of martial arts?" He is already proficient in Yangshengquan, can you do it for me?

Xiong Da thought about it: "How about this, I will teach you a trick to defeat the enemy!"

"Is it a trick?" Defeat the enemy!Sounds awesome!Powerful martial arts is not so much about the essence. I think that when Linghu Chong learned the Dugu Nine Swords, he was alone in the martial arts.What is this trick?Flying fairy outside the sky?

Xiong Da nodded solemnly: "Let me demonstrate to you first. You come and hide."

Wen Lun put on a defensive posture: "Come on!" He also has some effect in radio gymnastics, okay, his hands and feet are very flexible.

Xiong Da: "I'm coming!"

Before Wen Lun could react, his vitals were pinched, and his whole body froze for a while: "This is... a unique move?"

Xiong Da was still very serious: "This trick is called monkey stealing peaches." Then he demonstrated very seriously, what kind of trick is to defeat the enemy.

The enemy lost so badly that they didn't get up for dinner.

When Yao Qing came home, he saw Xiong Da alone coming to pick him up, and he couldn't help asking, "Where's Mr.?"

A special little raccoon schoolbag with a long gray and white tail dragging behind Yao Qing, like a child with a tail.

Xiong Da rubbed Yao Qing's head, lifted him up, and put him on his neck, which startled Yao Qing, subconsciously supported Xiong Da's head to stabilize his center of gravity.

Xiong Da held Yao Qing's calf: "Your husband is sleeping late, Uncle Xiong will take you home."

Except for riding a donkey in the morning, Xiong Da and Wen Lun walked to pick them up after school in the afternoon, and then the family of three went back hand in hand.

It was the first time for Yao Qing to ride on an adult's neck.His father died early, and he didn't even have the concept of a father in his memory.The one closest to the image of a father is undoubtedly Wen Lun.

But Yao Qing couldn't imagine how Wen Lun would lift him up after thinking that Wen Lun had beaten a set of health-preserving punches to pieces.It should be said that he never thought that one day someone would let him ride on his neck and walk home.

Xiong Da felt the child on his body calm down, slowly lying on top of his head, he couldn't help but asked with a smile, "Are you afraid?"

Yao Qing immediately replied: "Not afraid."

"Okay, hurry up!" Xiong started running as soon as he finished his big words.

Yao Qing leaned back, quickly supported Xiong Da's shoulders, and after soothing his heartbeat, he felt the wind blowing his cheeks, and couldn't help laughing.

Xiong Da rushed all the way home, Yao Qing struggled to get down, but Xiong Da refused.

Yao Qing pointed to the lintel and said, "I will hit it."

Xiong Da could only squat down and let him down: "Be careful."

"Yeah." After Yao Qing came down, he went straight to the door and patted on the door.

After a while, Bihe opened the door.

Yao Qing stepped into the courtyard and suddenly saw someone hiding behind Bihe.

The little chair was hungry for many days, and only drank a bowl of hot porridge. How could it be compared with Yao Qing, a kid who had achieved success in learning martial arts? In two or three strokes, Yao Qing pulled him out from behind Bihe: "I It's Yao Qing, what's your name?"

After being washed and changed into clean clothes, the small chair became clean and lovely.I don't know if it's from birth, or if I'm hungry and skinny, but my eyes look extra big, and after a few blinks, I seem to be closer to my peers: "Hello, Yao Qing, my name is Little Chair."

"Hello, little chair." After Yao Qing greeted him, he held Xiong Da's hand tightly.

Xiong Da lowered his head and looked over suspiciously, and saw Yao Qing quickly let go of his hand, and then rushed into Wen Lun's bedroom.

Wen Lun was in a daze, and was almost sunk by Yao Qing who rushed over.It's not enough for him to be caught by the monkey stealing peaches, but he also needs to use the trick of flying out of the sky... Xiaojiao?

Yao Qing had never broken in so unrulyly before, but Wen Lun was not angry, and regardless of Yao Qing just coming back from the outside, he pulled him into his arms and asked in a low voice, "Ah Qing, what's the matter? Did you get bullied?" "

Yao Qing shook his head and didn't speak.

Wen Lun patted him on the back lightly, while guessing: "Mr. Academy, can't you understand?"

Yao Qing then shook his head.

"Is your classmate not good?"

Yao Qing shook his head halfway and stopped, faltering: "Mr.'s two younger brothers are in the academy."

Wen Yuze and Wen Jingsheng? !Wen Lun frowned, how could he forget those two evils?

"Those two are not good people, ignore them from now on, stay away from them," Wen Lun explained.No, he had to discuss with Xiong Da and find two retired soldiers to serve as Yao Qing's guards.It doesn't count if you dare to harm the original body, but if you dare to harm Ah Qing again, you will definitely kill them!

Yao Qing said in a muffled voice, "Well, Ah Qing doesn't like them." Thinking of those two people, Yao Qing felt uncomfortable, even if they wanted to lend him the book boy, he simply refused.

Wen Lun continued to pat, and seeing Xiong Da standing at the door, he made a hand gesture to tell him to keep quiet, and continued to ask, "What else is there to be upset about?"

"Is the little chair your husband's son?" Yao Qing said before lowering his head regretfully, "It's not that Ah Qing doesn't like your husband's son. Isn't Ah Qing..."

Wen Lun hurriedly said, "The little chair is not Mr.'s son."

Yao Qing raised his red eye sockets and red nose tip: "That's..."

Xiong Da strode over and took Yao Qing out of Wen Lun's arms: "The little chair is for you." Just kidding, the daughter-in-law didn't even have any clothes on, what's the matter with being rubbed by this stinky brat? ?The kid who was quite likable just now became disliked all of a sudden.

Yao Qing blinked suspiciously: "Huh?" He was used to being alone, and, "Mister doesn't have a servant either."

Wen Lun was slightly moved: "Mr. There are many people around to serve you. You will live in the academy soon, and this room needs to be cleaned. Mister also found you a book boy who is older and can cook. If you want to eat Let him do whatever."

Yao Qing nodded: "Oh. Sir, when will Ah Qing see you, and Uncle Bear."

Wen Lun counted the days: "The soonest it will be when next year's spring tea will be on the market. If you need anything, go to the teahouse to find the shopkeeper Xiao Huang. Can you take care of yourself at home?"

"Yes." Yao Qing sniffed, "Can you take the little donkey down the mountain for me, sir?"

Wen Lun agreed: "Yes. Sir, I will ask someone to take a carriage. Remember to take good care of the little donkey and the horse."

Xiong Da looked at the master and the apprentice who were exhorting and exhorting endlessly, and then stretched out his hand to lift Yao Qing, who had stuck to him, out: "Okay, it's not like I'm leaving tomorrow, it's still half a month away! Don't make noise. Your husband. Your husband is not feeling well, let him have a good rest." After finishing speaking, he closed the door, leaving Wen Lun buried in the bed in grief and anger.

How about saving some face in front of the child? !

Yao Qing struggled from Xiong Da's hand, frowned and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Xiong, do you always bully Mr. secretly?"

Um?Xiong Dayi frowned: "When have you ever seen me bully your husband?" How nice he is to his wife, the world is amazing!

Yao Qing looked at Xiong Da with pretended eyes: "I have seen it all. There are many marks on Mr. Zhang, and I have seen it many times before!" My lord is still playing tricks!

Xiong Da choked a mouthful of old blood in his throat, thought for a long time, but was speechless.After all, he learned so many books from his wife, how could he still be knocked down by a three-foot-tall scholar kid?

Yao Qing fixedly looked at Xiong Da with black and white eyes.

Old Xiong blushed: "You will understand when you grow up."

Yao Qing turned his face and hummed softly: "Perfunctory." Putting his hands back, he imitated the movements of the old master of the academy and walked away.

When the little chair saw Yao Qing coming out, he showed a shy smile: "Young master, the little chair will be your servant from now on!"

Yao Qing responded proudly, and suddenly felt that his vision was a bit wrong, so he couldn't help walking two steps forward.

The little chair shrank back: "Young master?"

Yao Qing had never been a young master, but he was used to taking care of children on the mountain, so he was strict: "Stand up straight, don't move."

The little chair stood up aggrieved: "Oh."

Yao Qing stood with his back against the small chair, stretched out his hand across the top of his head, and poked the back of the small chair.Why?He was actually shorter than the little chair!