In twenty years, you can be the kiln head of the Dalong Kiln. As for how you died, some say it was that rainy night. I was afraid that the kiln fire would be cut off. I was in a hurry and accidentally fell into the stream. Some said it was because I was going to the river.

He cut firewood and burned charcoal for petty gain. He broke into a mountain that was banned by the imperial court and was carried into the deep mountains and forests by wild beasts. In short, the body was not found. That man had a boring gourd temper that could not be beaten with a few sticks, but he treated his own children very badly.

Well, every time I go back to town, I have to bring some small gifts, such as small drums, sugar Buddhas, and old broken porcelain. Generally speaking, the family of three was quite stable before the man died."

"After Chen Ping'an's father died, his mother probably had a heart problem. Her energy quickly became unbearable, and her body, which was not strong to begin with, began to collapse. Within a year, she fell ill.

She was so skinny and skinny that we old neighbors were all panicked when we saw her. We couldn't recognize her as the handsome and charming woman back then. At that time, it was Chen Ping'an who took care of her. For such a big child, she had to buy medicine.

She made medicine, cooked rice and stir-fried vegetables, and did everything. The child was too short at the time, so she had to step on the bench to cook. In addition, in order to save money to buy medicine for her mother, some easily seen medicinal materials were searched all over the mountains and plains.

, if there is too much, sell it to the drug store."

"I guess I ate the wrong herbs one time and when I was returning to Mud Bottle Lane with a basket on my back, the child suddenly fell to the ground, foamed at the mouth and rolled all over the ground. We were so frightened that we thought this family of three was just like this.

No more. My mother-in-law was still alive at that time, so she said that it would be best if all the family left, so that no one left would have to endure hardship. They all left, and the whole family could still be reunited in the underworld. Later, the child somehow got better on his own.

I survived the illness, but the child still couldn't survive the winter. Oh, by the way, Master Xian, Chen Ping'an's child was born on the fifth day of May. The older generation of neighbors in our alley said that this

It is considered the most unlucky day of the year. It can easily attract dirty things and harm your family.

So after the child’s parents left, there was not a single copper coin left in the house, and even the small items his father gave him were almost all found elsewhere in the town to be exchanged for food with those of the same age..."

When the woman said this, the old man finally spoke, "The fifth day of May? It's interesting. Let me do the math."

Five-finger kneading technique, the sleeves hold everything.

Seeing the woman in a daze, the old man smiled and said, "Just keep talking."

The woman said, "Because of the friendship between neighbors over the years, those of us who live on Mud Bottle Lane don't dare to take Chen Ping'an to our homes, but we can help him from time to time and send him a few bowls of food.

, this little thing can still be done. People’s hearts are fleshy. To be honest, if it wasn’t the child’s birthday, it would be really scary, otherwise no one would not feel sorry for this sensible child. Of course, there is a saying

First, there are some unkind people in the neighborhood. Some guys don't want to see good things in others, and they like to deliberately abuse the child, so that he finally had to become a kiln worker's apprentice. You must know that his mother was dying, but she asked the child to promise her,

Even if you become a beggar in the future, you will never be allowed to work in a dragon kiln. It is definitely not an ordinary thing for such a filial and obedient child to be allowed to break his oath."

The old man asked: "Do you know the names and birthdays of the boy's parents?"

The woman only said she knew her name, but no one knew her date of birth. The old man said it didn't matter. After a moment, he sneered and said: "It's a small trick, but a trick!"

The woman was confused.

The old man explained: "The man died unexpectedly. He probably knew the secrets of the town unintentionally. Unfortunately, his luck was not as good as yours, and his ancestors were not as abundant as yours. In the end, the man secretly broke the bird for the safety of his son.

The life porcelain bottle, in this way, naturally cost a certain sect outside the town. This is a huge investment. If a small kiln worker can't afford the compensation, he has to pay for it with his life. If one life is not enough, he will pay for it.

In addition to his wife's death, it is ridiculous to say that the death of the kiln worker was probably too easy for some people, and they were too lazy to expend extra energy, so the concealment technique used to conceal the truth was so crudely used.

It’s too serious.”

The woman's face turned gloomy.

The old man penetrated the woman's thoughts at a glance and asked with a smile: "Why, are you feeling guilty and regretting it?"

The woman smiled miserably, "I do feel guilty. After all, it's the child I watched grow up. I definitely feel guilty, but when it comes to going back on my word, I definitely don't!"

The old man nodded and said, "I see."

The woman said to herself: "If it were Chen Pingan's mother who was in my current position, I believe she would do the same thing."

The old man shook his head and said, "That's not necessarily true."

The woman shouted loudly for no reason: "She will definitely do it!"

The old man was not angry at her rudeness, but sighed with emotion: "What a pity for the parents in the world."

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The straw-shoe boy sat on the threshold, "Miss Ning, can I ask you something?"

The girl in black leaned against the wall, sitting cross-legged, with the narrow green sheath knife lying across her knees, "Of course. But if it involves confidentiality and privacy, I won't answer."

Chen Pingan asked: "How long do you usually stay here before leaving?"

The girl frowned and said, "Not necessarily. Some people are lucky and may come and go on the same day. Some people are unlucky and have to stay here for the rest of their lives. If I must give an inference, that's okay, but it may not be accurate. You

You can figure it out, for example, our group of eight people, two of them belong to big families, and they are stupid and have a lot of money. They don't look like they can come and go in a hurry. They should stay in a small town for a few days.

That young man wearing a high crown and a jade pendant will probably go more smoothly. There is a stupid guy who is focused on dealing with the well. Whether he can succeed depends on whether God will reward him with this bowl of rice."

Chen Pingan asked: "Is there anyone else?"

"who?"

"She's the tall, young woman."

"you like her?"

Chen Pingan at the door smiled and didn't take it seriously at all.

The girl in black probably felt that she had told a joke that was not funny, and her expression became serious, "I actually heard you chatting with Director Lu. You have a grudge against her, so you want to... take revenge?"

She sighed and said, "I would like to advise you, people like you on the mountainside, in the eyes of those at the top of the mountain, are actually no different from the people at the bottom of the mountain. It is not just that they are higher than those at the top, but that they are indeed qualified to look down on them.

When you arrive at this 'Land of the End of Dharma', not to mention the woman from Yunxia Mountain, or even that kid in the big red robe, he can punch you in the chest and make you vomit a bowl of blood.

Punch him, I dare not say scratch it, but at most it will make him feel stuffy for a while, and it will definitely not hurt his internal organs. As for the reason, it is difficult to explain clearly, mainly because I am not good at talking about it."

Chen Ping'an turned his back to the room, looked at the door, and said, "I want to know why she wanted to kill me. We have just met for the first time."

The girl pondered for a long time before she said: "She may not be the kind of person who kills innocent people indiscriminately. How can I put it? On the way to practice, she walks through mountains and rivers, some are wide and some are narrow, there are Yangguan roads and single-plank bridges. If she walks too fast, she will be accidentally trampled to death.

It's possible to catch ants, catch a few fish from the river when you're hungry, have some small skills in Taoism, and use them at will to accidentally kill birds, snakes, and rats. I don't speak very well, but you understand what I mean.

Bar?"

Chen Ping'an hummed and said, "I roughly understand."

Then the young man felt a little dull and looked at the entrance of the courtyard again.

In fact, he didn't understand at all, why those people could be so indifferent to other people's lives.

After a long time, Chen Pingan turned around and said with a smile: "If the girl doesn't dislike it, just live here. If you need anything, just tell me."

"how about you?"

"I know a person, and I will be staying with him in the next two days. Don't worry, his name is Liu Xianyang, he is my... friend. Good friend!"

The girl looked at the thin figure on the threshold and smiled: "Thank you!"

The young man grinned, scratched his head, and said no polite words. He hesitated for a moment, and finally plucked up the courage to turn around again and said: "Miss Ning, if one day I can't come back, you can hand over my bag of golden copper coins.

Give it to Liu Xianyang and ask him to take care of this house for me in the future. There is no need to clean it. He can repair it occasionally and add some new tiles to prevent it from leaking. Also, don’t let the walls collapse and the courtyard door be too broken. If you can

It would be best to put up door gods and Spring Festival couplets on New Year's Eve! If you think this is too troublesome, it doesn't matter if you don't do it."

When the girl saw Chen Pingan talking about the door god and the Spring Festival couplets, the boy's eyes shone with a strange light.

It is obvious that this orphan in Mubo Alley has been dreaming about having a door god on his door during the Chinese New Year and the word "spring" on his door lintel for many, many years.

I thought about how many years it had been since my parents died.

So when the young man, who had no worries and no worries, breathed out a sigh of relief, patted his knees, and slowly stood up.
Chapter completed!