Otherworldly Merchant

This blind old lady is the lonely old lady of the little carpenter's mouth. She measured us with one eye and asked with a gloomy face: “Why are you back? Who are they?"

The little carpenter is an honest man who doesn't know what to say for a while.

Cold as frost, he was unusually smart. He saw the broken walls in the yard through the door stitches, with a lot of wood and bricks to build the house. He smiled and said: "We are the help the little carpenter invited, he said that for his reasons, your house was not finished, he deliberately called us to help. How powerful people are so you can stay in a new house. ”

The blind old lady shook her head very unkindly: "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. How many years do I have left? One room will suffice.” She grunted and closed the door without saying a word.

What a master to die first, long tears of heroes.

Always cold and frosty, she was also angry and took a deep breath, if not strong control of her emotions, she would have ordered the sunglasses man to smash the house.

Instead, the little carpenter seemed to be used to the scene, and didn't care to explain: “This is what people do here, they have a very big temper, it's okay, let's go! Go somewhere else and think of something. ”

It doesn't make sense to get involved anymore. When I think about it, I follow the little carpenter and get ready to leave.

As the little carpenter walked, he said: "There is a broken temple behind the mountain in the village of Houxi. When I came with the master, I helped the temple to repaint, but the temple was empty. I heard that the monks thought it was too painful to live somewhere else. We could live there. It's a little far, but it's convenient. ”

When I thought of going that far across the mountains, every cell in my body was stubbornly protesting, and I really wanted to have a family to keep us.

My wish soon came true, and just as we were about to step out of Rear Creek Village, there was a voice behind me that kept calling out the little carpenter's name. The little carpenter stopped by surprise. A couple of middle-aged couples came running up and said to the little carpenter: "Fortunately, you're back. In a few days, my son is going to start a family. He's worried about who to beat up the furniture. ”

Middle-aged couples look like honest people, and at first glance they are the mountain people who have their share.

And the little carpenter said, "Congratulations! Don't worry, I'll make you the best and most sturdy piece of furniture! ”

The middle-aged man nodded and looked at us: “Who are they?” It seems very mindful of our identity.

The little carpenter followed the frosty words before: “They were the help I hired. I was going to build the unfinished house, but the old lady didn't want it, so we were going to leave...”

“Well!” The middle-aged man hesitated: “Can't you do furniture alone? ”

“Sure, but are you in a hurry?” Little carpenter said.

The middle-aged man sighed and said, "My son is getting married in a few days. Do you think I'm in a hurry? ”

Without waiting for the little carpenter to finish, I stood aside and said, “If it is urgent, the little carpenter will work slowly, how can we not help? ”

The middle-aged man was probably really anxious, and he barely promised to take us in because the little carpenter had a guarantee. But the middle-aged man repeatedly said: "You can beat up the furniture. Never ask anything else, otherwise I can't save you! ”

After that, he took us to his house, walking as he did, and he was still shaking his fingers to figure out what furniture to beat. The children's and grandchildren's cabinets are all meant to be full of children's and grandchildren's beds. It seems that the family is very concerned about the succession of the patriarchs.

Perhaps because I was the only one on the way to talk to the little carpenter, he was unusually close to me. At this time, he came next to me and said, "Brother Zhang, let me tell you, this family name is Pai. Everyone in the village told him to pay a dime, because he was so sloppy, he couldn't help it. Their hard work to make money was to save up for his son to marry his wife, because his son was a fool, an elder man, an IQ for only a few years old. Normally, a good girl doesn't marry at all. She can only prepare more bridesmaids...”

The villagers we met along the way congratulated Fu, and someone asked us what happened to our three strange faces.

Old Pay has been patiently explaining that the villagers did not relax their vigilance, but instead pulled Old Pay aside to make a whisper. Too far apart, I'm not listening very clearly. Intermittently, they seem to be reminding Old Pay to keep an eye on us. Don't be an undercover reporter from the TV station. If you expose the news then it's over...

Exposure?

What's the secret of this back creek village?

When my eyes lit up, I suddenly felt that it was not particularly unjust to go this far. If there were any powerful pussies hidden in this village, it would be fine!

Seems to see what I'm thinking, cold as a frost, walking over in time to pour cold water: "Take it easy, there's no shade here, I've already tested it with a gold compass. ”

I felt so sore all over my bones that I wanted to lie down and rest for a while.

That night we lived at the old Pay house. The house is small, with only one room left apart from the old one, the one where the silly son lives. We all look a little embarrassed and frosty, don't know how to divide the house? However, the old lady had been looking at the frost, looking up and down, and seemed particularly satisfied with her.

She was not addicted to looking at it herself. She dragged her old payment together to judge her legs. She lowered her voice: “Look at her, her skin is white and tender. Look at the butt. If only she could give birth to a son. If only she could be our son's wife! ”

Old Pay cautioned with a cold face: "Be honest with me, the price has already been negotiated over there, don't make things worse. Besides, if you take her down, can anyone else stop? Be careful stabbing out the basket, and the village won't be able to hold you. ”

Old Pay's wife shrunk her neck in fear: "Head of household, I know. ”

I snuck aside and listened to the conversation, adding to my curiosity about the village.

What's the secret?