Hunting for the Southern Song Dynasty

Carrying water and walking for a while, I stopped to rest, and Cao Hua took the pole to her pink shoulders.Not to mention, the grass and flowers carrying water are really pretty, so I had to follow her and imitate her and twist.

Caohua put down the pick, and when she turned her head and saw me, she "puchi" and smiled.

Taking this opportunity, I started to coax her: "Are you still angry?"

"Who is angry?"

"Just don't get angry!"

"Aren't fools not angry?" Cao Hua raised her voice and said solemnly, "Niu Delu, let me tell you, you must not see her!"

"why?"

"There's no reason, if you can't, you can't!"

"Why do you care about me?"

"Bullshit! I don't care who cares about you?!"

Although Cao Hua is worried about me, she will not follow me all the time. After all, Cao Hua still has her affairs.

I go to Wang Yuanwai’s house to fetch water every day, and I need a lot of water to wash and rinse every day. I’ve been bored before, but I’m not bothered or tired at all when I go to Wang Yuanwai’s house to fetch water. I don’t know why .

Caohua would accompany me if she had time, but whether she accompanied me or not, I would still like to go to Wang Yuanwai's house to fetch water.

That day, humming a tune in my mouth, I entered Wang Yuanwai's house with an empty bucket, and almost bumped into someone, which really shocked me.

The man on the opposite side bumped into me and bumped into me, which made me feel a little hairy.I saw that he was short and thick, with a dark face, long eyebrows, long and messy hair, and a little yellow.He took the initiative to greet me: "Come to fetch water again?"

I nodded, I wanted to pass by, but felt that it was a bit rude, so I asked him: "Are you the king...?"

"Wang Desheng." He said bluntly.

"I have admired you for a long time." I do know that Wang Yuanwai's name is Wang Desheng.

"You are General Niu Delu, right?"

"It's down."

"I often hear Dad Caohua talk about you. You are so strange and extraordinary!"

It seems that I, General Niu Delu, are well-known in this small village.

Of course, to be honest, I'm just a cook, so where is the general?But ordinary people, who knows about our military service, besides, I went to this unfamiliar place, after all, I also experienced a real fight with real swords and guns. Wouldn't I be worthy of myself if I didn't brag about myself?Sometimes I would make up some stories about me and Yue Wumu for them. When they admired Yue Wumu, they also admired me. The more I did this, the more I felt proud.

Another point is that because my surname is also Niu, they always think that I must have something to do with Niu Gao, and they even say that I am Niu Gao's nephew.Having said that, sometimes I really wonder if I am Niu Gao's nephew.

Vanity will please everyone, no matter what your position.

In those days I was really addicted, everyone respected me, everyone regarded me as someone.

Talking about it is far away.Stop now.

At that time, I did chat with Wang Desheng a few words.After all, he spoke softly, so I felt less timid.Of course, a man can't talk like a woman and talk endlessly, and he must stop when he should stop.

He walked out the door and smiled back at me. Although the smile was a bit ugly, it was still a smile.The people here, no matter how they look, are kind and friendly.This, which is really good, is something I have never seen before.

I put down the bucket and was in no rush to fetch water.

Now, I have practiced the movement of fetching water proficiently, and with a little effort, I will fill up the water.Practice makes perfect, indeed.

I'm not in a hurry to fetch water, but I don't know what to do, maybe it's just boredom.

The sound of the piano still sounded.Through the window screen, I finally saw a shadow.Although it is just a shadow, I feel very beautiful.

I stared at it for a long time, but as usual, I didn't notice any movement.

I was wondering, I have been here so many times, but the people in the house have never come out.

Life is full of riddles. Sometimes we can’t guess the answer even if we guess for a long time.Many people still have a hobby of guessing riddles.

I was bored for a while, guessed the riddle for a while, still fetched my water, shook my reel, and listened to the sound of my piano.Every time I come to fetch water, I can hear the sound of the piano, which makes me think that the sound of the piano is played for me.

Maybe only I can hear something from the sound of the piano.

If you want to ask me what I have heard, I can only tell you this, which can only be understood, but cannot be expressed in words.

I can't dawdle any longer, or the grass flower will ask "Why so long".

It is absolutely impossible to tell the truth. If you lie, you can’t say that you took a few rests on the road. It would seem that I am incompetent. I can only say: "Oh, there is no way, many people on the road stopped me to chat with me. You know, I am not a boring person, I am an interesting person, and because I am interesting, all of you in the village like me."

It's a bit too low-level to keep saying the same lie, so I still have to grasp the time to carry water, and try not to let Caohua feel that I stayed at Wang Yuanwai's house for too long.

Sometimes I really don't know why, Caohua is not my woman, why do I have to make her happy.Think about it again, perhaps, men are such animals, animals that make many women happy.When a woman is happy, a man is also very fulfilled.

I feel a bit too verbose now, maybe I really want to talk when I am a soldier and a captain, and I really want to write it down.Seriously, what can a soldier do, but I still want to write about him.No one will write history for our soldiers.There are always generals and marshals who leave their names in history.Of course, I am not writing history, I really have no history to write.

But I am still a scholar after all, and a scholar in front of the army must always show something different.I had to write indiscriminately.

As a veteran of the Song Dynasty, I dare to say that in the future, there will always be a few great writers who serve in the army. This is inevitable.Let's not talk about it, let's care about his future.

I was carrying the water and was finally going to Caohua's house. Erwai waited for a few children to walk over from the opposite side.I was not prepared at all. Erwai grabbed a handful of soil from the road and threw it into my bucket. I was so angry that I scratched. Erwai ran away, and the other children followed. I piled up the bucket and chased after him. He went straight to Wang Yuanwai's house.

I know that Erwai is the son of Wang Yuanwai, maybe subconsciously I think that chasing Erwai will always lead to some kind of result.It is often the case that the drunken man does not want to drink.

Perhaps Er Wai was also in a hurry, and had no choice but to run into the room where the sound of the piano was always heard. I was secretly happy, and rushed in regardless.

In short, it is reasonable for me to send troops, so I can only drive straight in.

Of course, it's not that I didn't think of the warning from the grass flower, so that I couldn't see the girl in the house.But I've seen her—she's veiled, with only two eyes showing, very sad eyes, very sad eyes.

I was a little dazed.

The girl was surprisingly calm in front of me, as if nothing had happened, Er Wai hid behind her.

After a long time, I remembered what to say to the girl: "Are you Erwai's sister?"

The girl glanced at me and said nothing.

I said, "You have to take care of your brother, he threw a handful of soil into my bucket and dirty my water."

The girl still didn't speak.

Erwai stood up from behind her, and said confidently: "This water belongs to my house, so I can do whatever I want?"

I, who used to be so stubborn, was speechless at this time.Of course, to be precise, my eyes did not leave the girl, and my mind was not on Erwai.Although the girl has a veil, it doesn't affect my appreciation of her figure.Of course, it is more about her imagination, nothing is more beautiful than imagination.

The girl stroked Er's crooked head, there was no sorrow or melancholy in her eyes, and she looked at me with nothing.