"Brother, where is home?"

Guoguo remembers the most about Xiongzhou's home, and he has to talk about it every few days.

In her impression, home is warmth, and home is safety.

Shen An was dying her hair while falling into thought.

I have to have a home!

He looked at the chamber and felt even cramped than the pigeon cages of later generations.

"Fruit! Let's save up and buy a house. ”

Of course, you can't buy a house by saving money, and you can only buy a house if you make a lot of money.

Guoguo shook his head, blinked his big eyes and said, "Brother, it's home." ”

Shen An felt a little guilty under the gaze of these big eyes.

There are thousands of mansions, and there is no home in my heart.

The Burrow is dark, but warm because of you.

Guoguo is very satisfied with her current home, she is just thinking about her father Shen Bian.

When I was a child, it was always like this, and the place where my parents were was home.

When I grew up, my home became a ticket stub......

"Brother! Elder brother! ”

When Guoguo saw him in a daze, he raised his head and shouted.

"Sit down!"

Shen An held her down and stabbed her with a few strokes.

"Go out to dinner!"

"Good!"

The two brothers and sisters had dinner in Bianliang for the first time, and Guoguo pointed to Shen An's back, and after a while, this house was good, and then he said that he would go over and have a look.

Bianliang is very prosperous, and there are countless places to eat.

The two siblings finally ate snacks all the way, and by the time they arrived at the state bridge, their bellies were already round.

In the afternoon, Guoguo fell asleep on Shen An's back, and Shen An had to lean forward slightly so that she would not fall backwards.

He stood on the edge of his stove and watched as several servants on the other side were staring at him.

This is arranged by Bao Zheng.

This is the Northern Song Dynasty version of human marking.

Shen An shook his head, feeling that such a rumor really made people feel a little nonsense.

He bought some more things, and when he got home, he started making them.

He's making a slingshot!

He was slowly sharpening the wooden fork with a knife, and when it was ready, he tied it with the tendons he had just bought.

He stood in the courtyard, holding the small stone in his right hand, and then pulled the slingshot, but he felt that there was not much pull, not as good as the leather band he used in his previous life.

"Smack!"

The stone hit the wall, Shen An walked over to take a look, nodded with satisfaction, and then went to get some mud for porcelain.

The mud is mixed with some metal chips, and then simply burned out, which is called a stone bullet.

The weather in Bianliang in early spring was good, and Shen An took Guoguo to look for birds outside.

"Smack!"

"Hit!"

A bird struggled and fell down from the tree, Shen An ran over to pick it up, and Guoguo cheered behind him.

And in Guoguo's hand is holding a rope, and at one end of the rope is a puppy.

"Flowey ......"

Guoguo pulled the rope, and the puppy whimpered a few times.

Guoguo squatted down, awkwardly touched the puppy's head and said, "Huahua is fierce." ”

The puppy has a black coat and looks pitiful.

But when Shen An bought it a few days ago, the puppy's mother was extremely fierce, and even the dog's owner didn't dare to provoke it easily. It's just that the dog father doesn't know what breed it is, and the dog owner himself doesn't know.

This was bought by Shen An as a companion for her, so Guoguo was very happy, and even the name was chosen by her.

She squatted there, the puppy was also sitting on the side, and one person and one dog didn't see the crowd at the gate in front of her, and the two monks were glaring at Shen An angrily.

Shen An picked up the bird, and when he looked up, he saw the anger coming from the monk.

He looked at the plaque dumbfounded, then hurried back, picked up Guoguo and the puppy and left.

This is Daxiangguoji Temple!

Oh, my God! I actually hunted birds outside the gate of Daxiangguo Temple......

……

There is an extra puppy behind the pot sticker stand in the night market.

Guoguo sat in her chair, and Huahua lay on the edge of the small charcoal basin at her feet.

There are dozens of stalls selling potstickers in Bianliang City, but everyone agrees that the best food is Shen An in Zhouqiao Night Market.

Shen An made potstickers quickly, and Guoguo practiced calligraphy on the small table behind him.

The hawkers have all left the school, and Shen An has regained his tranquility.

But there were two more sergeants from the inspection department on the other side, and Shen An felt that life had become colorful again.

The soup and cake stall on the left did not have a good business tonight, and the vendor was a little envious of Shen An's business, so he muttered on the side, and even went to see Guoguo practicing calligraphy curiously.

"Tsk! Shen An, you are literate? And you can teach people, so why are you still setting up a stall in the night market? It's good to get a teaching job! ”

Shen An didn't say a word to him, and the peddler suddenly changed the topic, and said mysteriously: "Today, the envoy of the Liao State is angry in the court, and I heard that the court is silent, and those big officials left the official family there and pretended to be fools. ”

This gossip caught Shen An a little off guard, so he asked, "How do you know?" ”

The peddler said proudly: "Where can the affairs of the court be hidden from the Bianliang people." ”

What kind of special national event can be said everywhere?

Shen An was speechless, and when he saw Bao Zheng appear in front of him, he was even more speechless.

This old man is still worried about himself at night?

Shen An didn't think that his lethality was so great, so Bao Zheng must have something.

Fuck off!

He muttered silently in his heart.

"That's a good word."

Bao Zheng walked to Guoguo's side with official steps, and when he saw her clumsily painting red, he nodded, and then praised a few words. But he also knew the truth that he couldn't be a master of people, and he didn't dare to say anything wrong.

Shen An ignored him, but Huahua stood up and roared at Bao Zheng.

The milky little milk dog made Bao Zhengleng for a moment, and then smiled.

He walked up to Shen An, who was not kind to him, and said, "Some people say that the old man is a cool official, but the old man did not punish one person privately. ”

Shen An nodded, unwilling to argue with him.

"You are very scheming at a young age, and your father has taught you personally since you were a child, and your knowledge is extraordinary, after all...... Shen Bian is talented, but he is arrogant, and he has a bias towards martial artists......"

Shen An's heart was shocked, and he finally knew why Shen Bian was shouting and beating everyone.

Di Qing was only forced to die last year, and civil officials like Shen Bian who sympathized with the martial artists were outliers.

It's okay to sympathize with the warriors, but you shouldn't come openly!

This is a trick for Shen An's brothers and sisters.

But since Shen An has taken over the identity of the original body, he has naturally taken over all this.

"Di Wuxiang is gone, if the Western Xia and Liao people come to attack, who will go to the Great Song Dynasty?"

Bao Zheng said with a straight face: "There is no shortage of martial artists in the Great Song Dynasty, whether it is a family or a family, you are still young, you must not take the evil road." ”

Shen Anxin was slightly cold, knowing that this topic could not be said again.

"It's coming!"

At this time, someone shouted in front of me.

Bao Zheng's face turned pale, and Shen An noticed that he was actually wearing an official uniform.

What is this old man trying to do?

When more than ten riders came from the left front, Bao Zheng walked out and stopped in the middle of the road.

The old man's face was solemn, and he shouted: "During the day, you waited in the court and said that you would step on the royal street and sweep the Kaifeng Mansion." The old man knows that Kaifeng Mansion Bao Zheng, the old man is here today, and you can trample on the old man's body. ”

The night market was brightly lit, and Shen An could see it clearly.

"It's Liao!"

Someone screamed, and then the night market began to stir.

Most of the more than ten riders wore felt hats, but a few did not, only a slip of hair on the temples on their heads, and a bald head in the middle, just like a Mediterranean hairstyle.