Ding Tian's Ancient Life

After eating and drinking enough, Ding Tian appeared again: "One pot of hot water per person, save some to drink. I will only give you hot water when I deliver dinner."

As for washing face and hands, there is only cold water.

Ding Tian took away the clean tableware they ate, and he would wash the tableware.

There is no killing stick in my memory, and there is no cell routine in my imagination. This little prison boss is quite interesting... Wang Zuo looked at his back as he left, and a hint of interest flashed in his eyes.

However, he heard the clamor of the Hu Mazi next door. This person is just a knife, but now he is thrown here. I don't know if this knife can still be useful.

Wang Youde had enough to eat and drink, and lay down on the kang again with the quilt in his arms.

Ding Tian added a bundle of hemp sticks to their kang. Once this is burned, it can be hot for at least a whole day, and it will be warmer when there is sunshine during the day.

The straw curtains on the windows were taken down by Ding Tian. Although there was still a layer of white window paper separating them, there was still light in the room.

He even flushed their toilets with water. There were few people, so Ding Tian took care of them by himself.

After tidying up for them, it was already noon. After Ding Tian went back, he took a shower, tidied up, and then went to Xiangyi Restaurant: "Shopkeeper, make me a braised pork with braised pork and a big meat bone stewed with sauerkraut. A plate of fried peanuts, a plate of vinegared cabbage buns, nine white flour steamed buns, a jar of good wine, I treat two brothers to dinner."

"Sorghum shochu is new here, let's have a pot?" The shopkeeper recommended to Ding Tian: "How is it?"

"Then let's have an altar." You can't be stingy when you treat guests to dinner.

"It's true that everyone comes to eat in this restaurant. We won't come next time." A woman walked past Ding Tian with her embroidered handkerchief covering her nose with a sour voice and a disgusted tone.

Ding Tian was taken aback for a moment, then curled his lips, and bounced vigorously on his body twice, as if he was playing something dirty: "I said shopkeeper, is this a place for you to eat? Or a place to drink flower wine? Why is it so unscrupulous?" The woman coming in and out? Tsk tsk tsk!"

The last three "tsk tsk tsk" sounds were very loud. The shopkeeper also knew that Ding Tian was from the yamen, and he also knew that woman. Old Chen Xiucai's daughter-in-law, but old Chen Xiucai had long since passed away. The boss Chen of the scholar's family is not a fun thing either.

So the shopkeeper didn't like the woman who came to his shop to eat, but was picky about his food. Just now, he ordered his daughter-in-law, just like ordering an old mother, what the hell!

"Oh, you read it wrong. That is Mrs. Chen's daughter-in-law. I heard that Mrs. Chen is a relative. They come to my place for a meal. They are only female relatives. It is not suitable for me to go in. They specially let me The daughter-in-law goes in to serve, and the scholar is very particular, and the dishes are licked cleaner than mine!" Anyway, the remittance was made, and the shopkeeper also wanted to vent his anger on the daughter-in-law.

"Really?" Ding Tian deliberately glanced at the woman's angrily agitated body: "Did you see that she was naked? Isn't it good luck?"

The shopkeeper made a haha, and the two of them laughed obscenely.

At this moment, everyone in Chen wanted to rush up to argue, but was held back by the woman beside her: "Wouldn't it be a pleasure for me to go up at this time?"

In fact, I was very angry in my heart. I came here and insisted on going out to eat, but in the end I still owed it. Women and men are fighting against each other, and they are asking for trouble. The other two tables sitting in this restaurant are all alcoholics in this county. , or those who have two spare money at home, to put it bluntly, are people who are not afraid of trouble.

Already started to boo: "Take off?"

"I'm an old lady, what's there to see?"

"Isn't it the old bustard who came from somewhere?"

"Could it be that we also open brothels here?"

"I don't know where she came from..."

This group of people, the more they talk, the more obscene they are. A few middle-aged women can't bear it anymore. If they want to scold others, they are dragged away by the people around them. At this time, no matter how they argue, they will lose, let alone among them, There are also two daughters who are waiting to be married at home...