Paper horse incense shop

Chapter 60 Public Transport
  The young carpenter did not refuse, accepted the money, took out a pen and paper with him, wrote a few times as if to record, and replied:

"Gongshu, the compound surname is Gongshu. My single name has a taboo character."

"What do you call the guest?"

Sure enough, it’s Gongshu with the surname Fu!
  I calmed down and said as if unintentionally:
  "Liubai, Tu Liubai, brother, just call me Abai."

Tu is a minor surname in the village. They have moved a lot over the years, and the remaining old and weak people have also passed away in the past few years. Now only my second uncle and I are left in the village.

I didn’t intentionally expose myself, because if these two people came for my second uncle, it would only be a matter of time before they found out about me and my second uncle. It would be better to take the first step to test each other’s reaction.

Sure enough, as soon as I finished speaking, I saw the old carpenter in the main room who had been working in a muffled voice suddenly shake his hands for some reason.

He was originally using an ink fountain to draw a black line on the wood. When his hand shook, the ink rope skewed, and the difference was about one centimeter from the original mark.

This reaction cannot be said to be without problems.

Not only me, but also the little carpenter who was originally concentrating on recording looked at his father several times.

Perhaps because there were too many deviations, the old carpenter no longer forced himself to continue working. Instead, he spoke in a low and obscure dialect and asked:
  "Tu?"

"It can't be that Yunmeng doesn't know that spring is coming late, and the north wind slaughters Fangcheng in one night, right?"

What kind of poem is this?

Why did you also bring the second uncle's name?
  I was trembling inside, but I didn’t dare to show it on my face. I pretended that I didn’t understand the other person’s slightly dialectal words:
  "Uncle, what did you say?"

"Are you asking for my last name? My last name is Tu, which means slaughter."

The old carpenter looked me up and down with his hawk-like single eye for a long time, then let out a cold snort from his nostrils, then shook off the sawdust from his body, opened the curtain of the back door, and walked into the inner room.

I was really relieved, and I gave a thumbs up to my quick and quick judgment just now.

Today's adventure was worth it.

The poem the old carpenter just said is actually very illustrative.

The carpenter who had a grudge against his second uncle was from Wangcheng. Wangcheng was located in the south and was called "Yunmeng" in ancient times!
  This old carpenter is the carpenter that my second uncle had an enemy with, everything is right!
  Based on this prerequisite, this person and the second uncle have known each other so many years ago. He understands the second uncle's methods, and the second uncle must also understand his methods and temperament.

Although my second uncle did not record clearly what happened back then, since he didn't tell me these things and didn't take me away, he should be very sure that I wouldn't be implicated if I didn't know the inside story.

So the old carpenter turned away in a low voice and left.
  Second uncle, second uncle, sometimes I really want to open your mind to see what’s going on, and if there’s anything I can’t say properly!
  Although I'm a little stupid, it's no problem to cover up!
  Now that the people are gone, the enemies are here.

Isn't this a joke?

I held back the fire and drank all the tea in the cup. When I turned around and put the tea cup on the table, I met a pair of warm eyes.

The records in Gong Shuji's hand were all ready. His slender fingers held the pen intentionally or unintentionally, and rubbed the paper with his fingertips:

".I've got everything in place here, I'll see the guests off."

It’s only a few hundred meters away, what are you giving me?
  I opened my mouth to refuse, but Gong Shuji glanced outside and said nothing with a smile.

This little carpenter also looks like he's up to something.
  I stood up thoughtfully. Gong Shuji quickly followed me with long legs and locked the door of his house. After locking it, he followed me for a few steps until he was far away from his house. Then he said warmly:
  "Little Bai, you actually heard what my father said, right?"

"The Tu Fangcheng we are looking for on this trip, if you guessed correctly, should be an elder in your family?"

I thought to myself that the little carpenter just took off his pants and fucked, and he was so idle.

Do you think your father wouldn’t know that I am a junior from Tu Fangcheng when he hears such a niche surname? I came here today to do a little testing. Now that the old carpenter is willing to let me go, he is just looking for his second uncle. Seeing that I don’t know anything, he won’t embarrass me.

Isn’t it a bit cunning to ask the rightful owner something now?

My thoughts were racing, but there was only a puzzled expression on my face:

"How do you know my second uncle's name?"

When Gong Shuji heard what I said, he couldn't hold it back and laughed. The little carpenter smiled with crooked eyebrows and shallow lines on his lips:
  "Little Bai girl. My father is not here, so you can talk properly."

"Your acting skills are not very good. I always want to laugh when I see you tilting your head and frowning."

"Don't be angry, I mean, ahem, a 'little thief' broke into our house last night. Does Miss Bai know who it is?"

Last night, thief?

My heart skipped a beat, and the next second, Zhitipong Shuji took out a small palm-sized paper figure from his arms and handed it to me——

Isn't this the paper man I was knocked down last night? !
  Does this person know it's me? !
  "It's nothing, there's no need to come here to test it."

Gongshuji handed the paper manikin back to me and said with a smile:

"The elders will solve their own problems."

"It's not difficult to guess. My father has been in the village for two and a half days and has been looking for Tu Fangcheng. Since he never showed up, he must have been prepared to escape to the end. He wouldn't just take such a cute little piece of paper in just two days. People tempt.”

"Isn't this just throwing yourself into a trap?"

Sure enough, no one is a fool.

My fault was the accidental paper figurine fall last night.

It also lies in today’s temptation to be smart.

But anyone with a clear mind will know that there is only one paper horse incense shop in this village. Since the second uncle is gone, I must have made this paper man.

I sighed slightly in my heart and reached out to take the paper figure from Gong Shuji's hand. The paper figure was kept extremely flat, perhaps because it was placed close to my body and contained some of the other person's body temperature, which was very scorching.

My fingertips trembled, and the paper figurine that I had half taken fell back into Gong Shuji’s palm:
  "Forget it, I don't want this paper man anymore."

This paper man has been left there all night, who knows if it will be tampered with.

I really don’t want to have anything to do with these two unfathomable carpenters.

Moreover, the little carpenter said my little paper man was ‘cute’!
  Don't be too provocative!
  If I take the paper man he laughed at home again, wouldn't it be treating waste as treasure and inferior to others?
  I made up my mind and quickly retracted my hand. Sure enough, the originally stern smile on Gong Shuji's face suddenly turned weird. He looked at me thoughtfully and seemed to be hesitant to speak:

"Little Bai girl, do you know what your business of giving away paper means?"

This time my heartbeat actually stopped.

Wait, the paper maker gave the paper a gift. Is there some metaphor that I don't know about? !

If it means like a carpenter throwing his shoe, doesn't it mean that I want to directly start a war with the other party? !

(End of this chapter)