Chapter 13: Changing Guards (48)

The image of Mo Di seen by the first wave of matchmakers is like this, Mo Di who has just returned from activities in the school field of the military camp is a cloth light-colored cardigan Tang suit, with a pair of loose corset pants underneath, and a pair of black-faced cloth-soled shoes below. Because people are thin, their clothes hang on their bodies like robes, and as for their trousers, if they don't walk, they can't see that there are legs in them.

In Lihuang, Mo Di gave Wu Lao a set of tuna techniques and a set of internal boxing techniques to Wu Lao Chinese medicine. At the beginning, lying in bed to practice breathing effectively alleviated the breathlessness, and bid farewell to the miserable situation of suffocating life and death. After being able to go to the ground, the first thing is to practice the inner boxing method, this practice is out of control, basically start practicing on time every morning, do not practice for a day, the whole body is sad, do not practice for three days, it is difficult to eat and sleep. It is precisely because of the practice of the art of tuna and the inner boxing method that the shortness of breath has been greatly alleviated, as for the Zhongping marksmanship taught by his uncle back then, he has long been relegated to the second line and has not practiced again for a long time.

The matchmakers saw the invincible, and the glorious image was like this: under the shade trees of the guard barracks, there was a group of fat and thin women, either with their heads bowed, or twisting handkerchiefs, or looking around, in fact, they couldn't take their eyes off the invincible who walked in front of them. The breeze blew and pointed to the placket, and the trousers rippled, but there was no sense of fairy wind and bones, and I only felt a little weird, because this kind of emaciation is only available to old smokers, and people who smoke big cigarettes are sleepy and don't like sports, so they will never wear such a body, let alone boxing early in the morning.

"My good boy, this Colonel Mo, this small body, does he have eighty pounds?" A matchmaker with a round waist and rich breasts said: "Holding it in my arms, I'm afraid it's almost like a doll." ”

"Hee-hee." A matchmaker next to her felt the same way, and echoed and smiled: "Fat sister, if I sleep with you, I will not breathe on you all night." ”

Another handsome and slender matchmaker added: "Don't talk about pressure, just clamp the fat sister's two big winter melons, I'm afraid that the little head will become a dough cake." ”

The matchmakers were all happy, laughing very much, they were all middle-aged and elderly women, thick-skinned, without worries, dissatisfied with their desires, and their words were full of jokes.

"Don't talk nonsense." An older matchmaker was older and didn't want to dwell on these talkless topics, and said: "I heard that this Chief Mo was hit by a Japanese poison gas bomb in the Bayang River in May, so he lost weight like this, and when he was raised in a few days, he wouldn't be so ugly." ”

"Pull it down!" The matchmaker with a round waist and rich breasts said: "If you raise it back, you can still grow taller!" I'm afraid this head is not as tall as me, and if it gets fat, it won't become a ball. ”

Most of the matchmakers nodded in agreement, and a few of them immediately chose to leave, and the colonel with this appearance was really surprised by the lustful matchmaker, and the image was too poor to take it. There are three matchmakers left, one is the one with a round waist and rich breasts, one is the older one, and the other is a delicate and slender one. The older one said to the handsome and slender one, "You can go too, the person in your hand is not suitable for Chief Mo." "The waist is round and the breasts are plump, the women in the hands who are delicate and slender are mainly good*, and they are generally prepared for old men and disabled soldiers in the countryside who can't afford to marry a wife, and they are not afraid of a dignified colonel, how can they marry a good one*, a pair of jade arms and thousands of pillows, a little red lips and ten thousand tastes, and people who are not heavy in taste can't do it.

The delicate and slender one was not happy, and said: "I also have some Qing officials in my hands, although they sit in the hall, but they don't sell their bodies." There are also girls who are twenty-four or five, but they are still yellow flower girls, these people are liked by the officers, and it is difficult to say that this Chief Mo can take a fancy to one of them. ”

The older one shook his head and said, "Those officers choose concubines, Chief Mo chooses wives, and those who are too poor will not choose, let alone those who are born in a restaurant." ”

The delicate and slender nodded and said, "Just take a look, no one can stop it." ”

The one with a round waist and a rich breast said: "We have all seen the man, the three sisters and sons have a discussion, the woman's family is more suitable, and the one that is not suitable should not be hard." ”

The older one said: "I am the media for the local Miss Sun family, you know the Sun family, Sun Wenyuan, the principal of Tongcheng Middle School, is the uncle of Miss Sun." Miss Sun is 21 years old this year, graduated from Tongcheng Girls' High School, is knowledgeable and kind. As for what it looks like, you've probably seen it. ”

The two of them nodded together, although the appearance of Miss Sun is not particularly standard, but she is also generous and dignified, but her vision is relatively high, and she disdains all the sons of Tongcheng, and she wants to find a wishful husband who can match her in all aspects. Mo Di is thirty years old, a dignified colonel, Wu can kill widows, Wen can resign, if he just hears about it, he is really a good match for Miss Sun, but it will be greatly discounted as soon as they meet. The older one is obviously not confident, in her opinion, Miss Sun, who is full of longing for marriage, will definitely not be interested in the invincible thief, even if the other party is only eight buckets high and can shake the peak, it will not be an exception. I can only go back and tell Miss Sun what I have seen, and see Miss Sun's opinion.

The woman who looked at her with a round waist and breast was the daughter of a merchant surnamed Hu, who had a lot of wealth, looked like a flower and jade, and even made a store of her own refreshing. It's just that I'm too picky, and I haven't married until I was twenty-three years old.

"The Hu family girl is only afraid to look down on this Chief Mo." The handsome and slender matchmaker judged: "The Hu family is not bad for money, and there is no need to borrow the strength of the army, five years ago, there was a regiment commander in the Jiang Defense Army who proposed marriage, but was rejected by the Hu family girl, this is just the head of the regiment, the Hu family girl will not go around for five years, and then turn back." What's more, I heard that the commander of the Jiang Defense Army is a talent, not the one in front of him can be compared. ”

The one with a round waist sighed, shook his head, and said to the handsome and slender matchmaker: "I know that the one you look at is Sun Xiaomei of Xiaoyao Building, I heard that he redeemed himself a month ago and became a good citizen, and he also bought a small yard in Tongluo Lane on West Street, and now teaches people to learn the piano for a living." Sun Xiaomei plays the pipa well with one hand, and also plays the huqin with one hand, he is well-known in Tongcheng, and he is not bad-looking, but his background is too low, and he is afraid that he will not be able to enter the eyes of Chief Mo. ”

The delicate and slender matchmaker smiled and said: "You two women who look at each other, your eyes are above the top, you had better go back first and truthfully explain the actual situation of Chief Mo, if the woman is interested, you will come to the matchmaker." Otherwise, when I met the man, the woman was unwilling, and when the time came, it was not fun for the soldier to knock on the door. ”

The older one nodded in unison with the round breasted one, and decided not to see Mo Di again. The handsome and slender matchmaker was a little proud, and a group came, and in the end, only one of them was left, and the success rate was much greater. No matter what, others no longer have the opportunity to get this thank you money, but they still have a chance.

Just as she was about to wave goodbye to the other two and walk towards the barracks, the older one pulled her, and Lao Cheng stubbornly admonished: "You should also be more careful, Sun Xiaomei's life is not good, if Chief Mo thinks that your big media is deliberately humiliating him, it will be troublesome." These Qiu Ba have guns, and one shot will blow you in the head, so that you can't talk about the matchmaker. ”

The handsome and slender matchmaker was so frightened that her face was bruised, it is true, Lao Qiu Ba really can't afford to provoke them, they are unreasonable, if they are unhappy, they will shoot at will, not to mention that they can't get the money, and it's hard to say whether they can save their lives. He stopped, turned around, and followed the other two out of the barracks.

The excitement came, Qingqing went quietly, Mo Di didn't know the situation yet, and a huge look was over. Since that day, there has been a news in Meng Xia Town, Colonel Mo of the military camp is not the fifth king of diamonds, but the fifth king of the disabled and ugly monsters.

Tongcheng's don't come, Lujiang's comes.

Ling Qianfeng really didn't break his promise, and actually got a special car to drive from Lujiang. The car was renovated, a large carport was supported on the roof, and several large sofas were fixed in the carriage, and six or seven people were pulled to Mengxia Town. Among them, there is a matchmaker, a group of relatives and friends of the woman, and of course, the protagonist who looks at each other is indispensable, a young girl in her twenties. After crossing the Longmian River from Zilai Bridge, the car went down the river, entered the city from the ruins of the Nanxun Gate in the south, and entered the guard camp with a turn on the left.

Because there was no contact in advance, Mo Di was not in the barracks, and after the officers on duty put the car into the military barracks, they went to Mengxia Town to look for Chief Mo. The people from Lujiang were not idle, and the four people from the group of relatives and friends walked out of the military camp and began to inquire all over the city about the comments of this Chief Mo, whether there was a difference between what the county magistrate of Lujiang said. What Ling Qianfeng said is rare in the sky and never in the world, I don't know if it's true.

As a result, tragedy! The people of Mengxia Town praised Mo Di for fighting and killing the Japanese in unison, and they also praised Mo Di's calligraphy and writing. However, it is not very beautiful to say otherwise, one is short stature and poor image, the second is not high in military qualifications, the third is broken eyebrows and teeth with a fierce face, and the fourth is pale and exhausted.

Jiang Hongxi, director of the county party department of Tongcheng County, knew that the people from Lujiang were in the air in the military camp, and hurriedly sent personnel to take the guests from Lujiang to the county government and receive them properly. The person who gave the reception must stop this matter, and he must not let Mo Di marry a Lujiang girl to become Aunt Lujiang. His subordinates knew Lao Jiang's thoughts, and left Mo Di in Tongcheng, which to a certain extent added a heavy weight to the defense of Tongcheng, if Mo Di became Lujiang's aunt, then this security would also be brought to Lujiang. So, inadvertently, all kinds of unfavorable news were passed to the guests from Lujiang.

Mo Di didn't know that there was a guest coming from afar, and at this time, he was in the lecture garden on North Street, communicating with the time and space of three hundred years ago. A secluded alley, which folds out from the quaint North Street, borders Wuxian Lane. There is a solemn and elegant Confucian Temple in front, there is the Longmian River that gurgles to the east, it is adjacent to Zuo Zhongyi Ancestral Hall in the west, and the famous temple lane is not far from the east, which can be described as a treasure land of feng shui. Passing through the courtyard gate that opens towards the laneway, it is the school hall of the Tongchuan Hall in the past, walking through a few steps, facing a corridor, several square columns in the corridor, the paint is mottled and written full of the vicissitudes of the years. In the middle is a patio paved with green bricks, and thick moss covers it. The room in the lecture garden is very dark, and even during the day, all the doors and windows must be opened to see a little light. This is where it used to be a simple and elegant school, and in this high-walled and deeply locked courtyard, the sound of Langlang books came out, echoing in the quaint deep alleys. The sound of reading is made by Fang Bao, Yao Nai, Liu Dakui, Fang Yizhi, Zhang Tingyu, Zuo Guangdou...... The city is full of winding alleys, the chanting is endless in the middle of the night, the bamboo forest hut in the countryside, and the string song is singing in the early morning.

Stroking the stone tablet with shallow handwriting, guessing the words that have long been mottled, Mo Di feels the same fatigue and weathering as the ancient garden, how the sages and husbands, the rain and the wind blow, as for their own future and fate, in the vicissitudes of history, there is not a single wave.

Back in the guard camp, Lujiang's blind date group had already returned, knowing that it was a blind date, and Mo Enemy didn't take it seriously, so he asked the confidential officer to send a telegram to Ling Qianfeng, thank you for your kindness, Tianzong had lost high hopes, and confessed. Jiang Hongxi's people were waiting in the military camp, and they only said that Director Jiang held a banquet in Guanyin Pavilion, drank with Chief Mo for fun, and invited the Sun family in Tongluo Lane to play the piano to help the fun.

Mo Di smiled and went with the people who came.