Zhao Defang's road to the virtuous king

"Yes, master, but let's go further away and come back later." After Baili finished speaking, he noticed the carriage he was sitting on. There are a few thin bamboo poles on the side, and a few pieces of rags spliced ​​together to support the so-called hood. There are holes everywhere on it, and the wind leaks when running. Defang is not sitting on a wooden chair that he has. It’s just a broken wooden box, with a pile of vegetable leaves picked up somewhere beside it, and there’s quite a big gap in the carriage under his feet, creaking non-stop. Baili opened the curtain and looked at the horse again, and couldn’t help rubbing it hard. Rubbing his eyes, he took a closer look at what kind of horse it was. It was a skinny donkey. Then he looked at the old man driving the cart. He was 60 years old and thinner than a donkey. He wore a broken straw hat with a fork on his head. The clothes on his body were crumpled and covered with a piece of ragged blue cloth, and the trousers were old, and the old man was still barefoot in such a cold day, and what he was holding was not a whip, but a Rooting willow branches, Baili patted his forehead, "Hey! Old man! Are you a car? Why are you broken like this!"

The old man turned his head to look at Baili, and smiled embarrassedly, "What you said, of course I am a car, otherwise I can run so far."

"Return the car! That is to say, there are two wheels, otherwise no one will look at it on the side of the road." Baili pointed at the donkey, "Look at your donkey! Is that still a donkey? You are so skinny that you are almost dead!"

"The donkey is a little thinner, but it has strength. No, there are three people in the car, and it has been pulled for a long distance." The old man looked at Baili, "Master, who are you two?"

"Who do you care about us, drive your car."

"But I don't know where you two are going?"

"Where are you going?" Baili patted his head, "Where are you going?"

"I go home"

"Go home? All right, let's go to your house first." Baili turned around and went back to the carport. Should go."

"But Jia Jun didn't come with me."

"Master, he can still be lost. We will definitely meet him when we go back."

"Hey, that's it." Defang yawned, "After lunch and running so far, I'm sleepy."

Baili sat next to Defang, "Master, you can get off the bus in a while."

Defang patted Baili on the back, "Okay, the guy who doesn't grow meat, hehe" and then leaned against him, folded his arms and closed his eyes to rest his mind. Baili also leaned on Defang, and after a while he also Dazed, I don't know how long I walked, the donkey cart began to bump, and Defang woke up, the wobbly cart had already made him dizzy, this would make him feel even more uncomfortable, look at this broken The car felt like fleeing, so he asked, "Old man, the roof of your car is falling apart, why don't you fix it?"

"This old man," said the old man, "it's good if I can eat every day. I don't have money to repair the car."

"No food?" Defang asked, "What does the old man do for a living?"

"I used to be able to farm, but now... have no food to eat?"

"You can still have nothing to eat when you farm the land? How come? Don't you farm the land now?"

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