Water Margin people

Chapter 23 Dalang, go save my son
The owner of the wonton stall was so frightened that his legs trembled. Seeing that Sun Lei did not make any more trouble, he ran to the stall to wrap the wontons in three steps at a time.

"Don't be afraid, old lady, eat some fruit first."

Sun Lei took out a fruit from his bosom, wiped it on his body, and handed it to the old lady. These were just bought, and there was no need to wash them. Anyway, there is no pesticide now, and the fruit is dust at most.

Two bowls of wontons came up quickly. The two bowls were full, and the skin was rolled out crystal clear, and the meat stuffing inside could be seen at a glance.

"how much is it?"

Sun Lei looked coldly at the street vendor with a flattering smile on his face.

"Young Xia was joking, it is a villain's honor to eat villain wontons."

The vendor repeatedly shook his hands and dared not ask for money.

"What? I can't afford the money, Master?"

Sun Lei glared at the vendor, and got angry. He still had to pay for food.

"Six coins."

The vendor said quickly.

"Take it!"

Sun Lei pushed Liuwen coins away from the pile of copper coins on the table, and the vendor bowed and flicked them into his hand, then ran back to the stall.

Sun Lei looked down, and saw that the old woman had already finished her bowl of wontons, and she was holding her own bowl and devouring it. Fortunately, there was soup in the bowl, so she wouldn't be afraid of choking if she took a sip from time to time, but the soup was very hot. When I arrived, I breathed out.

"It looks like I haven't had enough to eat for a long time."

Sun Lei thought as he looked at the old woman eating.

"If I hadn't been lucky, I would have met Master Lu when I came here, and then went up to Mount Wutai, where I helped catch the flower picker, got a lot of money, and was taught martial arts by Elder Zhizhen, I'm afraid I would end up just like this old lady. Begging along the street with a wooden stick and a broken bowl."

Sun Lei sighed for a while, if he hadn't been lucky, he would have ended up like this, and if it was worse, he might have made human flesh buns by someone who killed people without blinking an eye.

"Grandma, where is your home? I'll take you back, or where do you have relatives to take refuge in?"

With a heart of compassion, Sun Lei was in a better mood, and he didn't have the idea of ​​being blackmailed, so he asked the old woman softly.

"Dalang, go and save my son!"

The old lady said this again while holding the wonton bowl.

"That's all I can say!"

Sun Lei is a bit dizzy, this old woman is not clear, she only knows where Dalang's son is looking for energy?In everything, the eldest son of the same generation in a family can be called Dalang, the three elders of the parents are Dalang, the three eldest of sons are also Dalang, and the three eldest of grandsons are also Dalang. There are too many Dalangs in the world.

Suddenly, Sun Lei saw a few beggars squatting on the side of the street. The beggars are usually not alone. Most of the beggars escaped from famine. From somewhere, three or five, or ten or twenty, went to the big city to escape , It is difficult for a person to walk a long distance, even a beggar must have a classmate to help and hold a group.

"Come here!"

Sun Lei waved to the few beggars who were sitting with the old woman just now. These people were old and young, but none of them were young or middle-aged, but they seemed to be quite sober, not as crazy as the old woman.

The few beggars sitting on the side of the road had no one to give alms, seeing Sun Lei calling them, they quickly ran over with their bowls.

"Answer my question, if it satisfies me, one bowl of wonton per person."

Sun Lei pointed to the wonton stand and said to the beggars.

"Brother, just ask, we will answer truthfully!"

The beggars glanced at the steaming wonton stand, swallowed unconsciously, and the older beggar said hastily.

"This old lady is with you? Do you know where her home is?"

Sun Lei pointed to the old woman beside him and asked the beggars.

"We don't know this old sister. We just met on the road when we were fleeing. At that time, she was crazy and ran around. I saw that she was also a poor person, so I brought her to Zhending Mansion to beg along the way."

The old beggar spoke truthfully.

"Where did you meet?"

Sun Lei nodded, he was satisfied with this answer and did not lie to him.

"The villain is from the east of the Yellow River, from Yan'an Prefecture. Because of the war with Xixia, the old man's home was destroyed and he had nowhere to go to relatives. He could only beg all the way to Zhending Mansion. He was going to beg near Tokyo and passed Taiyuan Mansion. When I met this old sister, seeing her crazy and helpless, I took her with me to escape."

The old beggar replied, Tokyo is surrounded by big cities and there is no war, and there is always a chance of survival.

"Wonton sellers, give each of them a bowl of wontons, the same as before!"

Sun Lei counted eighteen copper coins from the pile of copper coins on the seat and pushed them out. Seeing that there were only ten copper coins left, he gave them all to the old beggar, treating them as an extra charity for the honest answer.

When the old beggar and others saw that they had wontons, they knelt down and thanked them.

"Brother, regarding this old sister, the clothes she was wearing were not bad when I met her, she didn't look like ordinary people's."

While waiting for the wontons, the old beggar seemed to think of something again and said to Sun Lei.

"The clothes are not bad?"

Sun Lei glanced at the old woman in tattered clothes. The clothes hadn't been washed for a long time and were torn. The color and style could not be seen for a long time, and even the material could not be seen.

After eating the wontons, the old lady dragged Sun Lei again, repeating that sentence back and forth.

Sun Lei had no choice but to comfort the old woman first. Seeing that it was getting late, he had no choice but to take him back to the inn, and take him around Taiyuan County tomorrow to see if he knew anyone.

"I'll do a good job that day!"

"No, I came here to be the king of the mountain! That's the villain!"

"If you do a good deed every day, there should be good rewards. The elders say that good deeds will be rewarded with good."

Sun Lei took the old woman to the inn, muttering.

Back at the inn, the old lady was so dirty that she definitely couldn't stay in the inn, so Sun Lei could only give a few dollars, and asked the middle-aged woman who was doing odd jobs in the back of the inn to take her to take a bath and change clothes.

When the old woman couldn't see Sun Lei, she yelled anxiously, both for help and for life.

Sun Lei comforted him for a while, explaining that he had been waiting in the lobby for a long time, and finally the old woman insisted on holding the whistle stick before going to the back hall to take a bath.

"Brother, is this your grandmother? Such filial piety is really rare!"

The shopkeeper saw that Sun Lei was sitting in the lobby, and there were no guests at this time, so he came over to chat. Sun Lei had lived here for a few days, so he was familiar with it.

"Your grandmother!"

Sun Lei glared at the shopkeeper, didn't the shopkeeper scold him, how could he turn his grandmother into a beggar?Isn't that an unfilial son!

"I don't even know her. She hugged my leg in the street today. She seems to have misunderstood the wrong person. I also lived in a temple for a while. I am compassionate. I heard that it is Yan'an Prefecture and Taiyuan Prefecture. I don’t know if there are any relatives here who fled from famine over there.”

Sun Lei recalled what happened today. It seemed that the old woman really recognized the wrong person and regarded herself as a relative. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that was the case.

"That little brother is kind-hearted, alas, it's just that Xixia is going to fight again, and Yan'an Mansion doesn't know if it can stop it. There are too many beggars who have fled to Zhending Mansion during this time, little brother, you If we save them like this, we won’t be able to save them at all, there was a government porridge shop outside the city last month, but it won’t open this month, there are too many people, and there isn’t enough porridge to distribute.”

The shopkeeper said with a sigh, and also reminded Sun Lei from the side, kindness is good, but it can't help at all.

"Didn't the Western Army fight well? Why can't they beat Xixia?"

Sun Lei asked strangely, the Northern Song Dynasty was most successful when the Western Army fought Xixia. It can be said that they rubbed against the ground and almost wiped out Xixia several times.

(End of this chapter)