20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 30 Pan Dao (please read it, don’t raise books)

"Trail, trail!"

A familiar voice sounded in his ears. Jiang Xiaodao shook his body, hummed, turned around and went back to sleep.

"Don't sleep! Hey, don't blame me for not reminding you, you won't have anything to eat if you sleep again! Get up quickly!"

Immediately afterwards, the body was forcibly pulled up.

Jiang Xiaodao cursed and rubbed his eyes: "Uncle Six?"

The candlelight was dim, and it was a simple square earthen house with no windows and pits on the walls. The kang was quite hot, and Gong Baonan lay slumped on it, making him steam all over.

"Where is this?"

Guan Wei grinned: "My friend's house, let's go quickly, dinner is about to begin, your father is still waiting for you!"

Jiang Xiaodao turned over and got off the kang: "What about Uncle Seven?"

"Why are you worrying about him? Let's eat our food. He has traveled all day and he has to fall asleep!"

The two walked out of the earthen house. It was still dark, the moonlight reflected the snow, and the mountains were quiet. They could only hear the crackling of the campfire.

At a glance, Jiang Xiaodao understood that this was a bandit's den.

Seven or eight houses of the same style form a village, with warehouses, stables, and huts. Although they look shabby, they have everything you need.A circle of sharpened horses surrounded the village, and several young men were standing guard with rifles.

When the two of them passed by, the bearded man on guard nodded politely to Guan Wei and called him "Sixth Brother", and Guan Wei also replied "Thank you" one by one.

Arriving in front of the largest house, Guan Wei stopped and warned: "Xiaodao, New Year's Eve, if someone makes a joke, don't be rude. We are on their territory!"

Jiang Xiaodao nodded: "I understand! Lao Cui taught me, and I summed it up: when you meet, smile first, nod and bow when you speak, the dandy is in a state of disbelief, and the old woman throws away her clothes and cries in mourning,"

"What are you mumbling about!"

"Jianghu needs Zi Jue!" Jiang Xiaodao asked, "Don't you know it? If you want to learn it, I can teach you."

"No need!" Guan Wei couldn't help but frown, "I'm telling you not to be rude, not asking you to go in and beg for food! After how many days have you been with Lao Cui, do you still think you are addicted to begging?"

Jiang Xiaodao did not deny it: "It's actually quite interesting, Uncle Six, why don't you give it a try someday?"

"No need, I have my own skills!"

Guan Wei opened the door, and a strong smell of meat suddenly hit his face.

Jiang Xiaodao followed him into the house. There were more than a dozen people sitting inside, with a table on top of the kang and a table on the bottom of the kang. There was an iron stove in the center of the room, with a sea pot or basin on it. The flames in the stove were not burning. He kept licking the edge of the pot.

There is a row of big stick bones at the bottom of the pot, covered with a thick layer of shredded pickled cabbage. The big fat meat slices are placed in a circle along the edge of the pot, with a shiny splash of oil. The blood sausage has just been taken out of the pot, and the soup is gurgling. The ground made a thin sound.

Rough!tasty!Enjoyable!

"Xiaodao, talk!" Guan Wei used his elbow to nudge Jiang Xiaodao, who was stunned.

Only then did Jiang Xiaodao come back to his senses, swallowed, raised his head, and saw Jiang Chenghai and a mustache sitting side by side on the kang, staring at him. The others were sitting in various places.

"Happy New Year to all uncles and uncles!" Jiang Xiaodao made a splash and knelt down to kowtow.

Meeting and greeting each other in the New Year is a etiquette that cannot be faulted.

However, the man with the mustache on the kang lowered his face and cursed angrily: "Get up! Who is your uncle? Where did the wild boy come here to recognize relatives?"

Jiang Xiaodao was stunned for a moment, and with his peripheral vision, he saw Jiang Chenghai sitting on the kang, smiling and saying nothing, and he knew in his heart that the mustache was trying to cross paths with him.

Fortunately, Lao Cui once taught him a few spring points, and he also knew a little bit about the rules of the arena. After thinking for a while, he started to talk to Gangguo.

"A flower on the river and lake road, Hengge Lanrong is a family! Those at the top of the mountain are the elders, and those at the bottom of the mountain are the juniors. Those who come up the road ask for help. If I say something wrong, please forgive me."

Mustache said: "All things return to the blue water, and the water that overflows the five elements returns to the Bagua. Which line do you count, and which hexagram is it?"

Jiang Xiaodao replied: "Jin Pingcai hangs, skin balls tune willows, they don't have that ability; bees, sparrows, and ge Lanrong, they don't have that kind of means. The most partial sect among the sects, I worship the founder Zhu Hongwu."

"Damn it! You dare to go up to the top of the mountain and settle down?"

Jiang Xiaodao scolded his mother in his heart, but he was still polite: "This junior caused a troubling idea in Liaoyang, and the wind is blowing outside. As the boss, you can set up a cabinet and protect us."

The mustache groaned, and then said: "Take a swing?"

"Man'er is young and doesn't dare to shine." Jiang Xiaodao lowered his head, "I'm still young and my eyes are half open, so I don't dare to mess around." The mustache slammed the table: "Fart! Did you lose your temper just now? Just repay it!"

"La Man'er, pay homage to the 'Owl'."

"Take someone to hold me down?" Mustache turned around and picked up the rifle on the kang, pulled the bolt and loaded it, "Do you want a troll?"

Jiang Xiaodao shrugged and stopped talking.

The atmosphere froze instantly, and everyone's eyes fell on Jiang Xiaodao.

But he was used to it, and he had faced Mao Zi's gun before, not to mention that this was just a game?
lean less.

Mustache suddenly raised his gun and laughed loudly: "Hahahahaha! Brother Hai, your son is not bad!"

Jiang Chenghai also smiled happily. Now it seems that Jiang Xiaodao's growth has far exceeded expectations.

"Xiaodao, call me Uncle Wang!"

"Uncle Wang!" Jiang Xiaodao knelt down and kowtowed again.

Mustache waved his hand quickly: "No need to be so polite! Just call me Wang Guihe. I just teased you. Are you angry?"

Jiang Xiaodao shook his head against his will and said with a smile: "It's Chinese New Year, and I, a junior, should help everyone to have fun, so I should! Xiaodao also has to thank Uncle Wang for opening my eyes!"

"Hey! I know how to chat!" Wang Guihe immediately took out some scattered silver from his arms, "Come on! My nephew, this is the first time we meet, it's more or less interesting, don't be too little!"

Jiang Xiaodao glanced at Jiang Chenghai and saw that the other party didn't respond, so he happily accepted it.

As soon as Wang Guihe took action, others naturally followed suit.

Jiang Xiaodao circled around the crowd, and it was said to be steep and rich.

When Guan Wei saw this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly found two benches from the side and said, "Okay, let's eat! I didn't expect you to learn from Lao Cui very quickly!"

Jiang Xiaodao didn't say anything, his eyes only stared at the big pickled cabbage bones in the pot, wondering which piece to pick.

Guan Wei had sharp eyes and quick hands. He swung up his chopsticks and immediately made a "Search for the Moon", and a piece of rod bone connected to the fascia fell into his hand.

"Xiaodao, come here, I'll give you this piece." Guan Wei said, while looking around, "Hey! Who is looking at the garlic sauce? What are you doing, are you all mute? You just know how to eat it with a big mouth fork? "

Jiang Xiaodao said with a look of disgust: "Uncle Six, I want to eat that fat meat, but give me all the bones!"

Guan Wei couldn't help but roll his eyes at him: "You boy, it's true that wild boars can't eat fine chaff, the meat on the bones is the most fragrant! Come on, Uncle Six will pour some garlic sauce on you, you can try it!"

Jiang Xiaodao took a bite hesitantly. As expected, the soup was full, fragrant and delicious, with alternating fat and thin. The fat was not greasy, and the thin was not fat.

"Delicious! Fragrant! So delicious!"

"That's right! Can I still lie to you, Uncle Six?"

Guan Wei smiled, turned his head and tried to move his chopsticks again, but found that there were only a few pieces of blood sausage left in the pot, and not even much sauerkraut. He couldn't help but cursed, "Hey! Who can break my bones?" Taken away?"

Someone next to me laughed and said, "Why does it become yours? Is it written in your name?"

"Fart! I've been staring at that piece just now for a long time, and I can see the fucking feelings! Fifth brother, you are the one with the most evil eyes and bad intentions here! Did you steal it? Bring me the bowl and let me see! "

"Go, go, go! Don't call me Fifth Brother, I'm not familiar with you!"

"Fourth brother! Is it you? You keep making trouble with me every day!"

"Get out of here! You're going to hit me hard again!"

When Guan Wei saw this, he had no choice but to turn his head and gave a bad smile: "Xiaodao, eldest nephew~"

Jiang Xiaodao hurriedly swallowed like a wolf.

Everyone was playing around and laughing together.

In a daze, Jiang Xiaodao felt like home again, although this might be just an illusion, even though he had been treated as a pawn before, and even though no one had given any explanation for his experience from the time he met Gong Baonan until now.

But he still felt that he was quite happy at this moment.

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(End of this chapter)