Chapter 4 Chapter Four

Hang Tianzui, the fourth generation single heir of the Hang family, showed a certain temperament that deviated from his ancestors when he was young.Thin body, thin eyelids, eyes with long eyelashes like a mother, and eyes like a father, but no one dares to say who is more like his thin body. A eccentric and extreme character took control of the pale child and split him from the camp of the gentle and mediocre Hang family of his ancestors.Sometimes he doesn't like to talk, and sometimes he is boastful. He takes every possible way to avoid the things he doesn't like, and pursues the things he likes.

What made mother Lin Ouchu especially sad was that this child failed her high hopes in her life.She especially couldn't understand the child's inner alienation from Wu Chaqing.This alienation eventually led him to plunge headlong into the arms of his father, Hang Jiuzhai. At first, his resistance to his mother was only manifested in avoiding morning exercises.He didn't understand why he was picked up in the middle of the night and sent to the back garden to be taught boxing by the housekeeper Cha Qingbo.He hated sitting in meditation and crossing his legs on the grass in Shiyuandu.For this reason, he began to find excuses to sleep in his father's single bed.Mother would yell at him when she spanked him; "You know what you're going to be?" She swiped her spanking hand around and said, "You know it's all yours?"

When the mother spoke like this, she almost gritted her teeth, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, both long and thin, which made all the veins on Hang Tianzui's head pop out, and his small thin nostrils were dilated.He clenched his powerless little fists, and his little thin feet stepped on the floor hurriedly: "I don't want it, I don't want it, I don't want it!" The housekeeper, Wu Chaqing, stood behind the mother and son without saying a word.The back of Hang Tian's drunk head went cold quickly, and he saw the thin goatee with the back of his head.He always taught him to meditate, sitting very still, not even moving his beard.Hang Tianzui turned around and rushed towards him, shouting: "Go away! I hate it!"

The goatee does not move at all, it is easy to shake the mountain, but it is difficult to shake the goatee.Hang Tianzui jumped up to grab the beard, but his hands were immediately pinched tightly.This is the first time he has been taught, and he can almost feel the inner strength of this grown-up right away.He was so hard on him, showing no humility or mercy.Hang Tianzui's angry face was clearly reflected in his yellow eyes.Hang Tian screamed and jumped drunk, but his mother didn't let go, and the man didn't let go either.It seemed that the man was determined to subdue him. Hang Tianzui finally cried.Goatee freed a hand, wiped his tears, and asked, "Why are you crying?"

"pain" "Do you know it hurts?" "understood." "Don't want to practice?" "In no mood." "If you don't want to, don't practice." The man let go of his hand, and Hang Tianzui fell at his feet. His mother shouted in disappointment: "I really don't understand, this kid is not like me, but like that ugly father!" Hang Tianzui sat on the ground, staring at the goatee.Wu Chaqing brushed off his cuffs with both hands, and said, "Let him go." With the goatee gone, Hang Tianzui didn't understand why he was wronged when he looked at his back; why he thought that person should treat him better.

Another self-willed thing that Hang Tianzui did when he was ten years old was that he took in a confidant - a man from Wengjiashan. At that time, he was already twenty years old, and had worked as a handyman in the city for ten years.Chopping firewood, carrying water, carrying sedan chairs, and lifting door panels, they still have the heart of a farmer.A pair of bull's eyes are clear and oily, bright and clumsy.One piece of teeth protruded, and one could tell it was the sequelae of eating six-grain sweet potatoes all the year round.The hands are not too broad, but they are lean and flexible, with strong joints and even slender fingers. Fortunately, they are dark and full of cracks, which make them essentially different from those of the leisure class.

The first encounter with Tianzui is poetic. It was a spring morning, he walked out of the scattered crowd with nothing to do, and he had been reported back by his master for the tenth time.At that time, what he presented in front of the city people was still a stupid face.He has a trustworthy temperament—such as being serious, not slippery, not chewing his tongue, not cranky, not whoring or gambling, but he can keep his master's whoring and gambling secret, and he is hard-working and does not ask for a raise. All of these have yet to be presented.At this moment, he was at a loss, not knowing where to eat his next meal, but he was not in a hurry, he just sat at the entrance of the alley, grabbed a handful of rotten straw and rubbed absently.The rotten homemade padded jacket he was wearing was black and red on his bare chest, like a rotten field that had been stepped on in winter.A rotten straw rope was tied around his waist.

The events that befall him are beautiful and clean.A kite was hanging under the tall and big poplar tree he leaned against. A young master——I can feel it is a young master intuitively, walking backwards in the deep and narrow alley, pulling the string, but the kite doesn't move. This matter is very simple.A tramp confronted a young master for a while, and the tramp put down the rotten straw in his hand and climbed a tree.The kite is in the shape of a butterfly. When you clasp your hands together, the butterfly flies away.But the tramp and the young master never parted again.The young master was pulling the kite, and the kite fell down after a while, so he bent down to help him pick it up, and held it on his head with both hands.When I raised my head, I saw a slender strip of blue sky in the city between the gray and high fire-blocking walls on both sides.He lowered his head again, and saw the small figure in front of him pulling the Baiyang line and walking backwards, wearing light-colored clothes and pants, and wearing a small caramel-colored vest.This strange and strange child who didn't know where he came from made him startled, and he said a word out of nowhere: "Young master, I'm with you."

The young master was very happy, because the butterfly flew up.The young master jumped up and said, "You are with me. Anyway, I will be the boss when I grow up. Everyone in our family has told me that I will be the boss when I was born. I will eat tea rice for the rest of my life." !" She picked it up and ran up, covering the young master's thin and innocent hands with both hands.There are loose and tight threads between the fingers.The kite flew higher and higher, and I saw a woman in the city standing on the balcony watching.There was a crisp grass sound trembling in the air: "A harrier in the first month, a harrier in February, and a harrier in March." The young master's thin shoulders also trembled excitedly, and his anemic little face was flushed red. A thin layer of sweat oozed from his forehead, and the roots of his hair became even more moist.Under the spring sun, the young master's ears are thin, red, and almost transparent, pinching the little rabbit in his hometown of Wengjiashan.

"Does it look good?" The young master looked at the sky obsessively, and moved his hands subtly.The big butterfly stretches around in the sky, what does it look like?The young master asked, but couldn't figure it out. "Tell you, remember, my sister who is swinging on the autumn trunk as big as the sky!" Oh!I was taken aback - the woman in the sky!She took a serious look at the young master, but only saw the long eyelashes that were trembling in a hurry.He thought of the fine and waxy wings of Mount Wengjia.In the past, Kuo Zhuo would never miss Rabbit and Jing Que, he suddenly grabbed the young master's hand and froze together.He confided nonchalantly: "I don't have parents. I died at the age of three, and I grew up eating a hundred kinds of food. My uncle and brother cheated me to grow tea on two acres of mountain land. I don't have parents to teach me." , Master, I will follow you!"

The young master felt uncomfortable being pinched like this.Naturally, he couldn't understand the sudden rush of enthusiasm that even he couldn't understand.The young master said, "Go, find my mother." When Mrs. Hang saw Zhuo Zhuo, she was not satisfied with him like all the bosses in the city.It's too dirty, it's too woody.Mrs. Hang is the kind of woman who has a standard image of a man in her heart, which has nothing to do with the standard in her heart. "What's his name?" Mrs. Hang asked her son. "What's your name?" he asked the tramp. "Bring it in without asking your name!" The mother's throat rang. "I want, I want, I want him!" cried the son. "My name is Zuo Zhe." Tuo Zhe said in fear. "Strange, but I've never heard of it in my life." The boy put down the kite, made pinching motions with both hands, and squinted his eyes: "Is this pinching pinch pinching you out?" "No, no, no," I felt that the young master's understanding was wrong, and it was necessary to explain again, "It was my mother who gave birth to me in the house, and my father was rubbing the straw rope on the threshold. After three handfuls of straw, I Weeping in it, Dad asked: male or female? Mother said: the one with the handle. Dad was happy and said, thanks to the straw rope, I have a son, so let’s call it "Putting" The young master obviously has a lot of associations, so he immediately turned around and asked his mother: "Mom, when you gave birth to me, what was Dad thinking about?" Mrs. Hang's Lin Ouchu's eyes flickered for a moment, and when she looked at it, it was moist and gentle, and it was not so rough and dirty when she touched it.Her son didn't know why his question moved his mother.If he had memories from birth, he only knew that his father lived in Xiaolian's room in Crystal Pavilion that night, and the midwife was picked up by Goatee himself in a carriage.When the father came back the next morning, he was overjoyed, and the mother did not show a look of resignation.With a towel tied around her head, she said to her husband weakly, "Son." It is obvious that Mrs. Hang left behind in a rare flash of tenderness.She had already made a decision when she called the butler, so her consultation was simple: "Do you think you should put him in the shop or in the backyard?" Cha Qing's downcast eyelids did not move, and his voice moved to the young master: "What do you think?" "Follow me, play with me," said the young master. Cha Qing stared at the young master until Tian Zui lowered his head, and then stared again.Cha Qing stared at the trace of warmth just now. "what can you do?" Holding his heels back and forth, he said, "Lift the sedan chair." "Is carrying a sedan chair considered a skill?" Lin Ouchu waved his hand, "You can save me the trouble." His face was flushed, and the veins on his head and neck were about to burst out, and he said, "The sedan chair can be lifted too!" "What are you carrying? The foreman!" "I don't want to lift the foreman of the sedan chair. The foreman of the sedan chair walks in front and welcomes me from all directions. People say that the world is far away, and it is too much to bear." "Then what are you carrying, the second sedan chair?" Tianzui asked curiously. "I won't lift the second sedan chair. There is a newcomer behind me, so I dare not fart." Cha Qing, who spoke so sternly, smiled slightly, and said, "Naturally, you don't lift the fourth sedan chair. You walk like a horoscope, so be careful not to turn too late. It seems that you are good at lifting the third sedan chair." He shook his head and nodded very seriously, "Exactly. The sedan chair in front of me is covered, and the north and south cannot be seen; it's like a blind man with his eyes open, and the sky is dark." Tianzui's mother and son laughed loudly and said, "You are just a dark man." I don't know what's so funny about it, but I have to laugh along with it, Hai Hai, so acidic and stupid.Cha Qing said: "We don't have to carry the sedan chair for you here, so we can get a rickshaw for you, okay?" Lin Ouchu heard the handshake, and Chaqing stopped her as soon as she opened her mouth: "The boss's leftover car is too idle to rot, and no one wants to sell it. It's all a Western view, and no one is willing to pull it. Tianzui is too young to ride a horse, so he will be coddled in a sedan chair, so it's better to go in and out by rickshaw." "It's not all the strange limelight that Jiuzhai was born when he was alive. Go to the street and see how many people are pulling this kind of Dongyang cart." Ouchu said. "I'll pull, I'll pull." Chuo immediately expressed his opinion, "Young master, sit down, and I will take you to the Qiantangmen for a stroll." It turns out that in the late Qing Dynasty, the main means of transportation in Hangzhou were still sedan chairs, horses, and boats.Horses are mostly used by tourists from the lakeside to Lingyin Avenue, and most of them are borrowed by northern men; boats are often used by those who come to Hangzhou from other places. Easiest.The river port is connected to the back garden of Wangyoulou Mansion.As for the sedan chair, no It was still the main means of transportation.On the contrary, this rickshaw is no more than one meter wide, two meters long, and half a meter high. Because it was the Oriental people who first pulled it on the street, the Hangzhou people called it Dongyang Che.Hang Jiuzhai saw the freshness and made a ostentatious car.When people poked and poked, he was quite complacent, and even invited Qin Lou's daughter to squeeze into a car, with the curtain of the car lifted, looking around.The one who pulled the cart was originally a sedan chair, and he has also carried the big red sedan chair, the blue official sedan chair, and the sedan foreman from far and wide.The former sedan chair brothers would grin at him when they saw him dragging such a thing on the street. He felt ashamed and refused to pull it.Hang Jiuzhai didn't understand very much, and said to his son Hang Tianzui: "In the past, four people carried one person, but now one person pulls two people. It's easy and fast. Why do everyone laugh at me? Could it be that the Orientals can ride, we just Can't ride?" Hang Tianzui completely agrees with Naifu's opinion. He is also an enthusiastic supporter of rickshaws. When his father dies, no one will use the rickshaw in the backyard. Now that he has Uncle Cha Qing's backing, he will not worry about not being able to ride in the future Joyride. Then, Tianzui wandered around outside and came back. Lin Ouchu was really shocked when he saw him again. When he went out, his nose was nose and eyes were eyes. When he came back, his face was bruised, bruised and purple.Hang Tianzui was so excited that he couldn't speak clearly, and he stuttered for a long time before he understood that the one who pulled the car and the sedan chair was faster than the one he pulled alone.The bearer got angry and punched him in the face. "Who told you to go faster than that?" Lin Ouchu said angrily.It doesn't make any noise.Chaqing pointed to Hang Tianzui and said, "Who else is he?" Chaqing said quickly, "I didn't fight back, I didn't fight back." Chaqing looked at him for a long time, sighed, pointed to the young master and said to Lin Ouchu : "Stay with him." Compared with the fierce mother, Hang Tianzui liked his father more when he was alive, and he often followed his father to the lake. After the Ming and Qing Dynasties, merchants in the Jiangnan area liked to compete with dignitaries and dignitaries.At first, they only competed in private places, teahouses, academies, temples, and entertainment. Gradually, these scenes moved from the lakeside to the lake. Colorful boats painted fat, competed in the west, shuttled back and forth, and the eyes were dazzled. Think about it, how could Hang Tianzui's father, Hang Jiuzhai, be willing to give up such a great opportunity to chase after the moon.The silver was poured out, and a calligraphy and painting boat was built, with an incense burner, tea set, bamboo couch, pen, ink, paper and inkstone inside, drinking tea and reciting poems with the gentry and celebrities in Hangzhou, and staying to sing and answer. The most wonderful thing is that there is another bed on board, which can lie or sit.The night floats on the water, the bright moon is like washing, the water and the sky are clear, looking around the world, there is no sound, only the green mountains are thick and green.At this time, the boat is alive, the boat is illusory, and the boat means east to east, and west to west.Hang Jiuzhai sighed: "Knocking on the side of the ship and singing loudly, the mind is soaring. I didn't know the height of the sky or the ground, and I didn't know the approach of old age. I am leisurely and happy and forget the world." So he named his boat "Worth the boat". Hang Tianzui likes to live up to this boat, and likes the songs his father taught him line by line: What night is this evening, and the boat is in the middle of the stream; What day is it today, I have to be in the same boat with the prince. Mengxiu was ashamed of being good, but he was so stubborn that he learned about the prince! There are trees in the mountains, and the trees have branches, and the heart is pleasing to the king, and the king does not know it. Hang Tianzui didn't quite understand the meaning of these ballads.My father said that it was a song sung by a Yue people boatman in the wave water a long time ago.Hang Tianzui touched his father's pale hand and said seriously: "We are boatmen." The father was moved by the sound of the ages, and when he touched his son's head, his eyes became moist. Sometimes, they would meet Mr. Zhao Xia Huang and his fourth son Zhao Chen and Zhao Jike on the lake.They rowed the boat by themselves. The boat was light and sharp, and it was much smaller than the boat. When Zhao Jike saw Hang Tian drunk, he yelled: "The white stripes are coming in the waves!" Then he plunged into the water like a black carp.His father only hid his hands on the boat, looking at him intentionally or unintentionally. "Come on, come on, come down if you have the guts!" Last summer, he was also called by Zhao Jike like this. Hang Tianzui took advantage of his father's unpreparedness and stripped naked like a chicken. His skin was white and blue in the sun, and his eyes sank to the bottom when he closed them, but he couldn't get up.I saw a mass of black hair spinning around underwater, and the guest grabbed the hair and wanted to lift it up the water, but his own feet were dragged down.Fortunately, there was Mr. Qihuang, one on each side, lifted out of the water, and all spit water out on the side of the boat.Hang Tianzui was so frightened that his face paled, but in fact he didn't drink much water.Zhao Jike stammered as he spat, "I made a mistake, I should have punched... bah bah... knocked you out, bah bah... and fished you up again." Hang Tianzui's saliva, nose and tears flowed out together: "I, I, I feel bad... So... death is like this..." The two adults watched the pair of little brothers who escaped from death confiding in each other, so they bowed to each other, and Hang Jiuzhai said: "Let them become Jinlan, and the drunkenness depends on the guest in the future." Mr. Xia Huang said: "It's better to say that in the future we will add trouble to Tianzui." He turned to the two children and said, "We are in the same boat through thick and thin, and we will live and die together. Today, you have sworn to the great lake and mountains." The two worshiped their brothers at the bow of the boat.There was no wine on the boat, but two cups of clear tea touched each other, and the black boy said: "Brother, if there is a flood in the future, I will beat you unconscious, remember it." The white boy said, "No, no, don't hit me, I won't, no, no... go into the water again." Hang Tianzui didn't dare to accept Zhao Jike's invitation to go into the water, but he and his father often invited Zhao and his son to the teahouse to listen to operas. Landing from the lake, the boat was tied under the willow tree by the lake, and Hang Jiuzhai was about to go to his former Wangyou teahouse after hesitation. The teahouse is located next to Qian Wangci, not too big or too small, where you can talk by hand downstairs and talk by mouth upstairs; play chess and comment on birds downstairs, and listen to operas and storytelling upstairs.The vermilion carved door peeled off, and Hang Tianzui heard his father say it was a pity; when he walked on the polished red lacquered floor, it was stained with oil, and his father was a pig killer after all; Lost, lost; the little tea boy, Wu Shengdao, dragged a large teapot up from downstairs, and when he saw them, he shouted in a rough voice, "Get out of the way, it's not me...", and his father yelled, "No The lesson from parents is that there is no lesson from parents..."; there are always people bowing to their father and Mr. Qihuang, meat buns, fried antiques, fried rice cakes, thousand sheets, wontons, melon seeds, fragrant low, small walnuts, peanuts Rice, stinky tofu... surrounded Zhao Chen and Hang Yi.Zhao Chen only eats meat buns and fried rice cakes. He has a square forehead, a straight nose and a big mouth, and his head is black with oil, like a little black lion; Hang Yi likes to eat coriander and small walnuts. Half, take a cut and scrape the skin carefully.Zhao Chen couldn't wait any longer, he ate a mouthful of ashes until his mouth was full of black powder, Tianzui spent a lot of time peeling off a grain, and then gave it to the savior: "Here you are." While eating these things, they sat upstairs in front of the porch on the lake side.My father said that the purple clay teapots of the same color in the past were also made by Yu Guoliang and Hui Mengchen; Ming; in the past...Ah, ah, that's all... Hang Tianzui knew that his father was going to start flirting with Xiao Lian in the opposite crystal pavilion. Crystal Pavilion is light green, and Xiaolian is pink.Xiaolian's eyebrows came from across the wall, and there was a smell of makeup and powder.When Xiaolian and her father were teasing, there were sounds of birds singing, flowers selling, chess pieces falling to the ground, talking and laughing, and indistinct cries and curses.Xiao Lian said: "Master Jiuzhai, you are so courageous, the young master dares to bring it." The father said: "Young master, he dares to make you a cup of fragrant Longjing tea." Xiao Lian said: " Don’t dare to be, don’t dare to be, we brothel girls, how can we deserve this kind of blessing? The young master doesn’t dislike me, taste the pine nuts I just peeled..." A piece of fragrant silk wrapped the pine nuts, and threw it in the sky like a hydrangea face.Everyone laughed, drunk, ashamed and annoyed, full of temptation in their hearts, they threw the handkerchief to the guest: "Eat it." The sender said: "I eat it." I opened it and wanted to eat it.Tianzui became anxious again, and said, "Half for one person, half for one person!" The guest threw the handkerchief to him again and said, "I don't want to eat this kind of food, and I can't get enough." Zhao Qihuang sighed and said: "In the early years, there were many storytellers here, but now they have all moved to the city." Wu Sheng held the teapot and called, "Duan Jiasheng, Duan Jiasheng, Hongshan, Hongshan, where is your father?" As soon as the voice rang, Duan Jiasheng came up. Duan Jiasheng was in his early forties, he plucked a string in his hand, nothing else, he looked sickly, skinny, he heard that he was popular in the past, only because he smoked opium, he got out of the Kunqu opera troupe I kicked it out and sang Hangtan instead, just for eating and smoking.He got some money on credit just now, and after a while, he was in pain, and when he saw someone ordering a play, he cheered up.When I got on the stage, I shouted in Kunqu accent: "Scared, it really looks like a river view!" Below, someone turned around from Xiaolian's peachy joke of throwing pine nuts across the wall, shouted "Yes", and clapped their hands. . Duan Jiasheng heard the applause and took a closer look. It was Hang Jiuzhai, the owner of Wangyou Tea House.Knowing that he is a man who knows how to play, my heart warms up, and I am encouraged by my bosom friend to grow my energy. Immediately, my dantian is transported, and my voice is like cracking silk, and I will sing hard: The big river goes east to the waves, take the westerly wind, and drive this small boat for one leaf. Just left the Jiuzhong Dragon and Phoenix Clan, and came to the Qianzhang Tiger and Wolf Lair early. The big man's heart is strong, and he looks at this single-knife club, which looks like Nasai Village. At this point, Duan Jiasheng's whole body was full of blood, and he spurted out a confession: "You see, the sky is connected to the water in this wall, and the water is connected to the mountains in that wall. I think that twenty years ago, when fighting wits across the river, Cao's 830,000 soldiers were stationed between the Red Cliffs. At that time, only soldiers and horses were seen. The sound of the sound, but the shape of the mountains and rivers, to this day..." Duan Jiasheng saw that today's audience would be cheering him on, so he cheered up, let go of his voice, and sang brightly: "...the water is still surging and the mountains are piled up. Such a young Zhou Lang, no matter where he is, he doesn't feel ashamed. Poor Huang Gai is hurting secretly, and the job of breaking Cao's wall happened to be terminated a while ago. But this soldier river is still hot, so that I feel miserable!..." "That's a lot of water..." Zhao Jike stood up and became Guan Yu's subordinate Zhou Cang, his eyes lit up.The guest likes to listen to "Water Lake" and "Three Kingdoms" most, unlike Tianzui, who likes everything.When he heard Zhao Chen's "so big water", Hang Yi was also excited, and also shouted: "so big water..." The people in a teahouse held their breath and applauded at the same time when they heard this.Zhao Chen and Hang Yi were very proud, and even Duan Jiasheng was also very proud. Although he was immersed in his heroic shortness of breath, he almost burst into tears and said: "Zhou Cang, this is not water, but the tears of heroes who have shed endlessly for twenty years!" There was a song in Kunqu, so that everyone was speechless for a while, only to hear the birds chirping again on the first floor downstairs. Wu Sheng, the little tea boy, stepped on the floor and yelled downstairs, "Red shirt, why don't you come up to me soon?" Everyone was startled by the words of the little boy, the third and the fourth, at the same time. Tuan Xiaohonghuo, old and dirty, jumped up from the stairs.She flipped a few somersaults swiftly and made a few clumsy acrobatic moves of a master of the rivers and lakes.When she kicked Ye Zi, she kicked her broken shoe and hit Hang Tianzui in the face.Hang Tianzui screamed.The yellow-haired girl was stunned, and immediately trembling with fright, knelt down and slapped herself in the face: "I didn't mean it, I didn't mean it, Master, please forgive me..." The master didn't spare her, and the master was counting on her to do a few difficult begging moves, but he didn't expect her to beat the God of Wealth back.The master picked up the broken shoe and slapped it on the girl's face, a series of swear words completely different from the "Knife Club" just now came out of his mouth.The guest rushed over and shouted, "Zhang Feilai too..." Duan Jiasheng stopped his hands and said: "Young master, if you want to beat him up, you can beat him up yourself. I am really annoyed by the burden I picked up in this ruined temple." "I won't hit her, and I won't let you hit her." "She was raised by me and cut off my source of income. It is only right and proper for me to beat her!" "When the road is injustice, draw your sword to help." Zhao Jike used all the language of drama, "Brother Tianzui, don't give me a hurry to play!" "I'm coming." Hang Tianzui responded hastily, hurried up to help Hongshaner to the corner.The little girl's hair was drooping, her eyes were like the stars of the queen of willows, and she couldn't stop shaking from fright.Tianzui didn't know how to comfort her, so he stuffed the pine nuts that Xiaolian threw to him just now, one by one, into the mouth of the little girl named Hongshaner, coaxing: "Eat it, eat it, it's delicious! " The little girl's teeth were chattering, the pine nuts entered her lips and then came out again, and she couldn't stop hiccupping. Mr. Zhao and Hang were also angry, and while they paid for the money, they said to Duan Jiasheng: "You are too much, Mr. If you want money, you can ask us for it. What kind of anger are you throwing at the child? Look, she is scared to death. What does it look like, I don’t know how to beat and scold on weekdays!" When the opium smoker saw that he couldn't let go of the money, he immediately put a smile on his face and responded with a "yes yes yes". Xiao Wu Sheng held up the little broken shoe thrown out by the red shirt, and his neck retracted in anger.He saw the two boys in brocade clothes and embroidered trousers walking around the red shirt, but he didn't dare to go up, feeling that he had been humiliated again.Last time he hated the owner of Wangyou Tea House, this time he hated the young master. At the same time, he also hated Hongshaner, when the gang left, he watched them walk out, and rushed into the kitchen to look for Hongshaner.He was scurrying around in the back hall like the wind of Ke's hat, and he saw the red shirt sitting on the threshold, counting the small pine nuts carefully, counting, smiling, with tears on his face and dimples at the corners of his mouth, Seeing Wu Sheng, he said, "Ah Sheng, do you want to eat pine nuts?" Wu Sheng pushed her off the threshold without saying a word, and the pine nuts were scattered all over the floor.Wu Sheng's small face was furious, and he stepped on those pine nuts into the mud with his rotten heels, whistling and smelling, and exerted his strength.Hong Shan'er burst into tears again, startling Duan Jiasheng who was lying in the hut next to the stove and smoking opium.He came out dragging his heels, and when he saw Wu Sheng wearing a red shirt, he became angry.Red Shirt was raised by him, and he beat others so badly, and the one who shot was a little beggar from Anhui, so he picked it up, slapped it twice, and threw it far away. Now it was Wu Sheng's turn to cry, crying sadly.Boss Wan, the red-nosed head, came to the teahouse and saw the little tea boy crying so hard that he went up to ask, Wu Sheng cried and said, "The Duan family beat me!" "Which Duan family is born?" "Here is the opera." Boss Wan was thick and straight, but also straightforward, and shouted: "Duan Jiasheng!" Duan Jiasheng hid in the side room, knowing that he couldn't hide, so he bit the bullet and came out. "Are you Duan Jiasheng?" "Yes, Boss Wan, listen..." "roll!" "Boss Wan, I beg..." "roll!" Duan Jiasheng had no choice but to leave. Before leaving, he thought about being depressed, and beat Hongshaner until he was crying like a wolf again. howl. When Hong Shan'er limped away from the tea house with Xiao Gu'er on her back, Wu Sheng stretched out a pair of hands to her. Dirty black hands, with a few dirty pine nuts in the palm of the hand. Wu Sheng cried and said: "Shu, I picked it up from the ground, and I will pay you for it." Hong Shan'er ignored him, lowered her head, and left without saying a word. The next morning, a driver used a rickshaw to take Tianzui to the teahouse. Along the way, he hugged the small tin can, which was filled with delicious snacks, biscuits, candies and sesame cakes.The coachman said: "Master, you have a good heart, but there are too many poor people in the world." But Hang Tianzui described vividly: "She turned somersaults, swelled, and jumped so high, ha, the shoes flew to me On her face. She is really capable and pitiful, she eats pine nuts, eats them and spits them out, eats them and spits them out-…" Talking so excitedly, he stopped excitedly at the door of the teahouse, and was seen by Wu Sheng.He didn't let the young master go upstairs at all. He shouted at the door: "She's not here, she's gone, you can't find her. Pooh! She won't treat you well!" Hang Tianzui didn't understand why Wu Sheng hated him, he opened his eyes wide and asked in surprise, "Who are you? I don't know you, why are you poohing me?"