Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 152, In order not to come out and harm others in the future!

Early the next morning, my mother got up early to make breakfast.

Porridge.

Rarely bought a few fritters.

"Xiao Le, don't run around today, let your elder brother take you back tonight or tomorrow, and send some food to your father. By the way, I will get you the food stamps later, and bought them for these two months." , I will buy some next month."

While eating, Wang Qiuju didn't forget to explain to this dishonest son.

Yang Xiaole naturally nodded in agreement frequently.

After breakfast and cleaning the dishes, Wang Qiuju went out to work with her elder brother.

Yang Xiaole pondered for a while and decided to go out.

Looking at Xiao Li who was staring at him with wide eyes, he smiled: "What are you doing? Why don't you let your brother and I go out?"

"Mother said, let me watch you! Don't let you run around."

"Then you didn't listen to brother, did you?"

Xiaoli bit her finger, thought about it, and then said innocently: "I will listen to what my mother says, and I will also listen to what my brother has to say, but my mother is bigger, so I have to listen to my mother."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole rolled his eyes.

Then he patted her head: "Brother really has something to do. When you go over in a while, just say that brother ran away again, so you won't be scolded!"

Xiaoli hesitated when she heard the words.

After thinking for a while, he finally nodded: "Okay then, are you coming back for lunch? Mother said to buy meat for you."

"It's not necessarily at noon, so you just say you won't come back to eat at noon. Here, here are sugar tickets and money, and you can buy what you want to eat."

After Yang Xiaole finished speaking, he took out fifty cents and half a catty of sugar tickets.

Now the good candies are charged with sugar tickets, and the expensive ones are only more than one yuan per catty.

Seeing this, Xiaoli happily took it over.

"Okay, you stay at home and learn the lessons from the books. Isn't Teacher Fang's house opposite? Just ask if you don't understand. Be thick-skinned, I'll go first!"

After speaking, he said hello and left.

Leaving Xiaoli alone at home.

After coming out, he thought about it for a while, and rode his bicycle towards Liulichang.

Still have to find a reason to fool the money.

The cultural relics store integrated in Kyoto is not a certain store.

Instead, the 88 former cultural relics and antique shops have a unified name, and the name still uses the original name.

But most of them are concentrated in Liulichang.

This pavilion is that pavilion.

Liulichang originated in the Qing Dynasty. At that time, most of the candidates who came to Beijing to take the imperial examination lived in this area. Therefore, there are many shops selling books, pens, inks, papers and inkstones here, forming a strong cultural atmosphere.

Gradually formed a cultural street.

However, he didn't go directly to Liulichang, but rode a bicycle to Mr. Suo's house.

When I came to the place, I tried to push the door.

The door was unlocked, so he went straight in.

"Old man, here I come again!"

Before reaching the compound, he yelled directly.

After he came in, he saw the old man doing a set of boxing, slowly.

If he didn't know Tai Chi, he would have thought that the old man was practicing Tai Chi for the elderly to keep fit!

The old man just glanced at him and continued to practice martial arts.

Yang Xiaole put the pig's head in his hand in the kitchen, turned around and watched him practice quietly.

The training method in the space, plus spring water and granules, made his body far superior to his peers, but it didn't have much lethality.

"Hey, old man, tell me, what conditions can you teach me?"

Yang Xiaole moved a bench to sit there, and asked the punching old man.

Knowing that the old man would not talk to him, Yang Xiaole said to himself: "You always think about it! You see how good my foundation is, there must be some kind of sect to bring the craftsmanship of my ancestors into the coffin. If such a good seed like me misses out, do you always have the nerve to meet your ancestors?"

The old man, who was practicing martial arts, became incoherent when he heard this.

"You can just teach me whatever you want!"

"I don't want you to keep any secrets that you don't pass on, just teach me a little superficial kung fu."

I heard Yang Xiaole muttering there from time to time.

In the end, I can only accept the merit.

"Stinky boy, get out of here. Have you ever seen a teacher worship like this?"

After the old man finished speaking, he continued: "Just like you, with impure thoughts, it's useless to teach, so as not to come out and harm others in the future!"

Yang Xiaole curled her lips when she heard this: "Old man, it's not kind of you to always judge people by their appearance! In the past, those who passed through your so-called various tests in the past, in the end, there were really no ones who deceived their masters and exterminated their ancestors? There were quite a few, right? When the devils and the bald people came over, how many of them surrendered to the enemy and betrayed the country for their own safety. Our own people bullied our own people. At least I, Yang Xiaole, have never done such a thing, have I?"

Hearing this, the old man glanced at him.

Ignore him.

He raised his foot and walked towards the main house.

Yang Xiaole smiled and followed behind.

He has come here to play tricks before, but this time he came here for his own purpose.

There are many good things in the old man's house.

After entering, he didn't look at the exquisite furniture, but secretly looked at his bedroom.

There are many good things in it.

"What are you looking at? Be careful that you see too many needles."

After the old man came in, he washed his face, watched his movements, and said something lightly.

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole smiled and asked him: "Old man, do you have any good things in this house that you want to sell? I'll help you find the next home."

"Get out! All the things of the ancestors have been dumped by you people."

When the old man heard his words, he felt angry.

Yang Xiaole was not angry, but asked back: "Old man, let me ask you an old question. If you always say no, I will turn around and leave. You have no salary for these years. When the money is always used up, your old man Where did the money come from? If you have never sold your property at all, I will immediately pat your ass and leave, and I will never enter this compound again."

The old man became angry for a while when he heard the words: "Can it be the same? All I sold were ordinary things."

"Tsk tsk~"

Yang Xiaole smiled and said, "Old man, do you always feel that your so-called valuables can be ranked in museums? Ordinary things in your old eyes are equivalent to a month's salary in ordinary people. This is not bad. Ordinary? Everything is relative.

We have been robbed of so many things by the coalition forces. There must be a lot of what you call ordinary things, or even worse than what you always call ordinary things. "

After finishing speaking, looking at the old man with a bad face, he was still not irritated.

Then he said with a smile: "Okay, I'll just talk casually. If you always want to sell something good in the future, remember to keep it for me. At least I won't throw it outside. Don't talk, I'll go first."

After speaking, he got up and prepared to leave.

The old man looked at his figure and sighed.

After thinking for a while, he still called out to him: "Didn't you dump things outside?"

When Yang Xiaole heard this, he thought he had changed his mind!

Then he smiled and said: "That's for sure! Why don't you keep it for yourself? Why are you dumping it outside! What's the matter, do you always have something to sell?"

The old man didn't answer him, he struggled for a while, and then slowly said: "I have enough money for the time being! There is someone who can be introduced to you, you can ask, and I will tell you."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole's eyes lit up: "Who is it? Is it reliable?"

Old man: "..."

Seeing his expression, Yang Xiaole quickly smiled: "The person you introduced all the time must be reliable. Who is it? I'll go and have a look."

"No. X, Fuyou Street, near the South China Sea, next to Prince Yi's Mansion. Just call him Lord Tong!"

Yang Xiaole wrote down the address and name. Hearing the surname, it should be the same as Suo Ye, old and young.

Then he said to Master Suo: "Old man, can't you see my details?"

Hearing this, the old man didn't bother to talk to him.

Seeing his appearance, Yang Xiaole left with a smile.

After he left, old man Suo sighed there.

……

After leaving the big hospital, knowing the approximate location, I rode away on the bike.

A total of two or three miles.

It didn't take long to come to a palace, but at this time there were many people coming in and out, all in Chinese tunic suits, and it must be the venue of a certain department.

Instead of managing the palace, he searched for it according to the old man's instructions.

One side is along the river, and the other side is rows of courtyard houses.

Finally found the location Suo Ye said in a corner.

It was another small courtyard house, and at first glance, it seemed that the large courtyard house was given up, and then a small courtyard house was left to live in.

Without thinking too much, I looked around and knocked on the door.

After waiting for a while, an old man opened the door.

He has a square face, but is very clean, wearing a satin coat with a cotton coat inside.

It looks a little weird.

It's almost the same as old man Suo.

The other party looked at him, feeling strange for a while: "Little friend, who are you looking for?"

Yang Xiaole looked around, saw no one, and said directly: "I'm looking for Mr. Tong, I heard that he has something to sell."

But when he looked at the slider in front of him, he always felt a familiar feeling.

After thinking about it, I don't know where the familiarity comes from.

"What nonsense! No no no."

While thinking, the old man waved his hand impatiently and was about to close the door.

"Hey, don't worry! I was introduced by Mr. Suo. He said you have it!"

He directly carried Suo Ye out.

Hearing this, the other party paused for a moment, with a suspicious look on his face: "Master Suo asked you to come? Why are you a brat here?"

Yang Xiaole smiled: "Don't worry about whether I'm a kid or not, just tell me if I have it or not. Suo Ye can't just talk nonsense and make fun of me, right?"

Now Yang Xiaole has grown a lot.

Some people believed that he was twelve or thirteen years old, and some people believed that he was fifteen or sixteen years old, because people were generally not tall at this time.

The old man in front of him is about the same height as him, a little taller.

1.6 meters a few.

The old man looked at him and looked around.

After hesitating for a while, he nodded: "Okay, you come in first."

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole followed in.

After closing the door and entering the house, the old man bolted the door.

He walked into the yard with his hands behind his back.

This is a one-way courtyard, basically the same as Suo Ye's, and there is nothing to see.

And the yard is not as exquisite as Suo Ye made it.

(End of this chapter)