Zhou Ruins: Unreal Dimension 1

Chapter 62
"Young man, come in and choose a piece of cloth. My wife, I will help you measure a piece of clothes, so you can save them for a change on the way. Don't worry, I won't charge you."

"Outsider, let me make you a pair of donkey leather boots. They are durable. This place is far from the capital. I, who work in the whole city, know it. Don't worry, I will help you pass the exam haha."

"Little brother, the journey is tiring, why don't you come to my house to rest for a day, and I will ask the mother-in-law to kill a chicken to reward you in the evening."

"Hey, Huang Laokou, are you really willing to kill your hen that lays eggs? Your mother-in-law is not scolding you to death, I think you are greedy. Little brother, don't listen to him, come to my house, I will prepare for you ..."

"Old ruffian Yu, don't interrupt me here!"

……

After coming out of the tavern, Liu An continued to stroll in this small town, seeming to have integrated into the fireworks here.

"Big brother, this is for you."

Not far away, a little girl with a ball head came bouncing up, holding a bunch of candied haws tightly in her tender hands, looking at him expectantly with her big watery eyes.

Liu An didn't say no again this time, and nodded gratefully. After thanking her, he took the bunch of hawthorns wrapped in syrup from her hand.

Then he looked to the side at the beautiful woman carrying a shelf full of candied haws, and thanked her again.

The beautiful woman also smiled kindly, then waved her hand, and left with the cheerful little girl.

"Sweet and sour, even such a simple bunch of candied haws can bring people endless aftertaste, just like this life."

……

In a calligraphy and painting shop, a man in his forties was busy with his pen, not paying any attention to the customers entering the shop.

The customer who entered the store was Liu An, seeing how intoxicated he was, he didn't interrupt him, but came to the side to observe quietly.

After a long time, the pen was collected and the money was signed.

Name: Wu Jige.

The man slowly framed the picture, during which neither of them spoke, as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding.

A tacit understanding of scholars.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

"It's okay, appreciating calligraphy is also a beautiful thing."

"Hehe, I'm joking, my little brother. I can't handle calligraphy at my half-baked level."

Wu Jige stepped out the back door, fetched a bucket of well water from the courtyard, and then took out two porcelain bowls from the cabinet.

"Taste it, our well water is very sweet and thirst-quenching, and it's also good for the body." After saying that, he drank a bowl and added another bowl for himself.

"I'll invite you to my tavern for a while. I'm not crazy. My father's tea and brewing skills are comparable to those of everyone in the world, and even slightly better. Even the Holy One..."

Having said that, he seemed to realize his slip of the tongue, so he quickly stopped and continued to pour water.

Seeing that Liu An did not intend to be curious or questioning, he put down the porcelain bowl in his hand with peace of mind.

"That's true, I just came out of that restaurant."

"Really? Haha, that's really a coincidence."

Liu An stood up, admiring the calligraphy and paintings on the wall.

"My father is a martial artist, but my lord doesn't seem to be."

Hearing this, Wu Jige was not surprised, but his expression was slightly sad.

"I don't have martial arts roots, and I'm not interested in it." He came to Liu An's side, admiring his masterpiece together, "For me, silent reading, practicing calligraphy, and writing articles are really three blessings in life .”

"Everyone has his own aspirations, and there are some things that you don't need to force." Liu An's words seemed to be comforting him, but they seemed to mean something else.

"Yeah, everyone has his own ambition..." The man's eyes once again shone with a little light.

"I'm still in a hurry, so I'll take the first step."

"Then I'll take it to you."

……

There was no words all the way, but the rain was getting heavier and heavier.

Pedestrians on the road gradually quickened their pace, and soon changed from bustling to twos and threes, and the scattered vegetable leaves in the market had not yet had time to clean up.

A few birds with wet wings and unable to fly jumped to the eaves, while shaking their wet wings, they drank the rainwater in the potholes, and as several running figures flew by, the splashed rain curtain was like a waterfall. It seems that the whole world has become a bit muddy.

The soldiers guarding the city had already returned to the attic to hide from the rain. In front of the empty city gate, there were only two drenched men left.

"You have lived here for a long time."

"Yeah, it's been more than ten years." Wu Jige turned his head, looked at the empty street, and sighed softly, "Okay, then forgive Wu for sending him off."

"Well, maybe we'll see each other soon."

"Haha, I hope." Wu Jige smiled and shook his head, "Little brother, you are going the wrong way, the left is the direction leading to the capital."

"The direction of the heart is the direction of the road, but the road under the feet, no matter right or wrong."

Liu An waved his heavy sleeves, once again stepping into the pouring rain.

"By the way, troubled times are approaching, please advise your father, a blood-stained lion should not be silent in the countryside."

"gone."

Looking at the back of Liu An leaving gracefully, the corners of Wu Jige's mouth raised slightly, murmuring what he said just now.

"It's been a long time since I met such a wonderful person. It's a pity, if I can meet him sooner, alas, it's time and fate."

"But in this peaceful and prosperous age, why do you say that a chaotic world is about to come? Weird."

"Forget it, let's take the word over."

……

"Grandpa, I'm back!"

In the tavern, an old man was wiping the tables and chairs. It was the former shopkeeper Wu.

Hearing the sound, he immediately smiled and put down the rag in his hand.

"Granddaughter is back, how did you practice today?"

The one who came back was a young girl of about twenty-eight years old.

Its double pupils cut water, and its heart is blue, like a fairy who is not stained with dust.

Even though he was wearing light armor, it couldn't conceal the tranquility of his body.

"Don't mention it, the rain suddenly fell so heavily for some reason, and I slipped on the road, which hurt me to death. This armor is really inconvenient to wear."

The girl hurriedly took off the dripping armor. Although it was light armor, it was still very heavy for a girl of this age.

"After all, this set of armor was originally customized according to your father's figure. He said that it is not suitable for you. If you like it, grandpa can help you tailor another one."

"Don't be so troublesome, I just think this set of armor is very handsome, it's a waste to pile it up in the corner all the time."

After the girl dried her hair, shocking calluses appeared on her palms, which seemed incompatible with her creamy skin.

I'm afraid no one would believe that such delicate and delicate hands would be covered with calluses.

"Chunxiao, if you want me to tell you, a girl has to look like a girl. Look at your muscles, how will you get married in the future? Who dares to want you? Why don't you learn calligraphy and painting with your father and me? Don't dance around with knives, guns and sticks."

In front of the door, a figure who seemed to have just been soaked in the water hadn't stepped in, but his eager voice came.

According to the reputation, it was Wu Jige.

(End of this chapter)