The man was dressed in an official uniform, walking leisurely with his hands, like visiting the mountains and scenery, with two small followers behind him, one with a fine white skin, a cloth bag with a crooked arm, and a black dun dun empty-handed.

The vendors on both sides of the street were nervous, and they didn't wait until they got closer, they all greeted them with smiling faces, and said: "The tax official [Xianmo: I wrote earlier that Xiao Chang was ordered to come to Yibin to see the eldest grandson, and in the previous chapter, it was written that the eldest grandson saw someone coming, and the reader must say that it was Xiao Chang, but it turned out to be not. Sir, do you want to eat something early? "Master, you can taste two pieces of my freshly fried oil cake." ”

The tax collector snorted and responded, walking forward step by step, the vendors handed over the tax money to the gray cloth bag behind him, whether it was meat or vegetables, fresh fruit or peanuts, just look at where the old man's eyes stayed for a while, they were all bagged and sent together, and after walking less than half a street, the cloth bag had become heavy, and the arms of the other little follower were already full, and some could not take it.

When he came to the stall of the eldest grandson Xiaochi, the tax official glanced at the neatly stacked fish, and laughed, and the two little attendants saw him laughing, and they also laughed, and the thin white face carrying the tax bag said with slanted eyes: "My lord, don't you look at his stinky fish so neatly arranged, like a baby." The voice was also milky, the eldest grandson smiled and said yes, even said yes, even said that he was smiling, and sent the tax money into his pocket, and the tax officer's eyes fell on the biggest fish, and said: "Stinky fish and rotten shrimp, send food to the family." ”

In the past, when I saw them come to collect taxes, as long as my eyes fell on the fish, the eldest grandson Xiaochi did not hesitate to send it, but today I looked at the fish, and my eyes seemed to see two pairs of embroidered shoes, and my body froze for a while, and I was stalemate for two or three breaths, and my thin white face became irritable and I was about to open my mouth, but I saw that he seemed to have just understood, rubbed his hands and laughed: "Oh, this old man seems to be a little unable to take it, how good, how good." As he spoke, he turned around and pulled out a wicker on the basket, hooked the maid into the mouth of the big fish, lifted it up and handed it to the thin white face, and said with a smile: "You are tired." ”

The fine white face snorted lightly in his nostrils, as if to say, "Count you as acquaintances", silently took the fish, followed behind the tax officer, and continued to move forward, the tax officer saw that the follower was indeed full, and then the stalls that passed by only collected taxes and no longer collected things, [Xianmo: People don't take it if they take enough, but now the city management doesn't take it, and it can't stand kicking stalls and beating people]

The eldest grandson shook his head and smiled as if he was sighing and blaming himself, and slowly squatted back behind the stall.

At this time, the tax collector walked by after collecting the money from a noodle stall, but his thin white face seemed to think of something, stopped, turned around and asked, "You noodles, are you stewed?" The one who watched the flour stall was an old farmer, his face was full of wrinkles, and his lines were resolute, and he squatted there and replied: "Why don't you stew, it's good to take it with alum, and stew it seriously." When the tax officer heard the answer, he also stopped and looked back, squatted down with a thin white face and pulled the noodles, and asked, "What kind of grinding, sweet potatoes are not delicious." The old farmer said: "The yellow of the sweet potato, my white strip, is a good potato flour." The thin white face was a little impatient: "It's not strong." The old farmer said: "If you don't stew, you won't be strong, if you don't stew, you won't stew, it's serious, it's slippery and strong." ”

A look at the vegetables sold next to him, this old man really didn't open his eyes, people asked this first sentence, that is, let you take the initiative to send it, stewed fish with wide powder, why don't you understand this, I received a handful of coriander at the moment, wrapped it with a rope, tied it into a small bundle and handed it to the fine white face hand with a smile and smiled: "Stewed fish is indispensable with coriander, go fishy and evil, the more you eat, the more happy, hahaha." When he turned back, he looked at the old peasant,

The old farmer's lips pursed, his eyes were round and entangled, it seemed that his heart was as clear as a mirror, but he didn't want to give this powder, [Xianmo: Alum flour eats too much and gets demented, why don't you give him a handful, just do a good deed,] The thin white face was a little unbearable, and said with a smile: "Forget it." Suddenly stood up, with the strength of getting up, picked up the cloth bag in his hand, "snapped", and threw it on the face of the old farmer, the bag was full of copper coins, picked up one or two pounds, the force was extremely heavy, the old farmer was beaten crookedly, and fell into the mud behind him, splashing mud everywhere,

The eldest grandson Xiaochi saw it clearly from the side, stood up suddenly, and clenched the scale pole in his hand, [Xianmo: The things you take are wonderful, love and law, you have to weigh them well,]

The old farmer gushed blood in his mouth, his mandible was crooked to one side, and half of his body was black mud soup, which didn't matter, when he saw that the good vermicelli was splashed into mud, he was distressed and angry, and he inhaled sharply to support himself, but the blood blocked his throat, and suddenly choked his eyes white, and his head was pushed back, and he didn't move into the mud.

The thin white face didn't seem to expect this old man to be so unbeaten, and he was also a little scared, and the tax official frowned: "It's quite old, you can see the money open, and the tax bag can also be touched indiscriminately." Xiang Bai made a look: "Forget it, let's go." ”

The three of them walked away quickly, and they didn't even collect the rest of the tax money [Xianmo: If you don't want to collect it, you won't collect it, what kind of tax is this tax, but you can know that it is a private tax and not a national tax,], people gathered around, and someone probed the old farmer's nose and exclaimed: "It's not done." Before, Changsun Xiaochi had some hesitation in his heart [Xianmo: Think about what hesitation is doing, what is holding in his hand is what he is doing,], this step can not be taken, at this moment when he heard this, he hurriedly threw the scale pole [Xianmo: Okay, this is not weighing in my heart,], and the crowd came in and said, "I'll take a look." Squatting down with two fingers on the old farmer's wrist, the pulse was still there, and he was busy moving his body to the side, stretching out his palm and pressing it lightly on his vest, the internal strength penetrated, the old farmer's mouth and nose made a "wow" sound, waste blood gushed out, followed by a long inhale, opened his eyes,

Everyone in the audience shouted happily: "Wake up, wake up, no one is dead, no one is dead." Fourth Sister Yu looked surprised: "Oh, my big showman, I didn't expect you to order medicine." Dogzui Sun said: "Dare to be affectionate, literati are doctors." The old farmer coughed, spit out two teeth, parted people's legs and looked at his mud noodles [Xianmo: regardless of life, look at the goods first, write about the old man and the small family, really pitiful], when the old man burst into tears, struggling to find the three tax officials to settle the account, people even pulled and persuaded: "It's good to pick up a life, what else to toss." "That's it, it's okay to grab the vermicelli and give it to him early, why bother, [Xianmo: The Chinese people have been like this for thousands of years, alas, think about the piece of tofu in Feng Bao's house, and then look at the things in front of you, you should laugh and cry," the old farmer roared: "My vermicelli is blown by the wind." The eldest grandson smiled and said: "The anger hurts the body, you better extinguish the fire first, you see that this bag of powder is also dirty, and the people are also injured, which is more and which is less." ”

"Fart. The old farmer scolded: "I have only a few acres of land at home, the old couple planted potatoes and turned potatoes, turned over potatoes and leaked vermicelli, and pointed to this point in autumn all year round. ”

The eldest grandson smiled and said, "Old man,." ”

The old farmer scolded: "Don't pretend to be a good person here, if you didn't give him fish, how would they think of asking for vermicelli, [Xianmo: Zhao, someone gave the same courtesy, others had to follow up, and everyone followed up, and finally it became a convention, which is called flattery, conformity, customs, and finally culture, official standard, Officialdom culture has not faded so far, the more you sing, the more popular it is, why, even in the school is to give gifts to teachers, give less, parents have to be blinded by their children, how weird, how deformed, everyone is a participant, everyone is a founder, no one is alone, then this world can not change, from the Chinese style of crossing the road can be known, the Chinese nation is the most unrestrained nation, all things can come up with flexibility, it can even be said that this is the fundamental reason why our race has survived to this day, the rules, has always been formulated for people to see, they have never abided, this is the Chinese people, just as everyone has nothing to do to worship the Buddha, look at God, do prayers, knock your head out of a big whole, but turn your face to the pig to fill water, dig gutter oil, the people of the country get up five watches to climb in the middle of the night to pour water for the meat, make poison and eat poison, courage is outstanding, this is called "hard work and bravery", a stubble to die, a stubble to live, this is called "self-improvement", eat liver and gallbladder disease, brain inflammation, eyes scorched yellow, is called Yan Huang, such a nation, isn't it great, Yan Huang descendants, can not be proud,] Yu Fourth Sister said:" Look at it, this is not to be heard, isn't he also good for you, people didn't offend you, if it weren't for the showman's talent, you held back this blood in your heart, and now you have already seen the king of Hades......" The old farmer's eyes suddenly propped up, and he grabbed the wrist of the eldest grandson Xiaochi: "Yes, you are a showman, you can write." Without waiting for the eldest grandson to answer with a smile, Fourth Sister Yu laughed first: "But isn't it, don't look at him selling fish ......" The old farmer still had the heart to listen, and pulled the eldest grandson Xiaochi and said: "Go, you write a complaint to me, and I will go to the county to complain." ”

As soon as the people heard this, they scattered a piece of hula, and the dog-mouthed Sun shook his head and said: "Look at that little white face, the old man in the yamen loves to top his ditch, and he is also a person with a foundation, don't be stupid, I'd rather endure the wind on the four walls for a while, than jump further into the fire pit, the drums are beating and buzzing, and the people can't sue the officials." Shaking his head, he led his little grandson back to see the stall again,

The eldest grandson Xiaochi pressed on the old farmer's hand: "Old man, the mud on your vermicelli, clean it earlier, and you can still sell it, but if you are soaked in muddy water for a long time, I'm afraid it won't work." As he spoke, he went back and smoked wicker and wore two big fish, and handed it to the old farmer: "There are those that can't be washed and don't look good, so I will take this fish, go home and stew and eat, endure the calm for a while, take a step back and open the sky...... Xian Mo: I used two common sayings to point to people, and Cheng Lian'an told that his father was not fair and touched the eldest grandson, but I knew that I hesitated just now, but I remembered the piece of tofu in Feng Bao's house, and I took a weighing rod in my hand to measure the weight there, stewed fish with wide powder, and the tofu was matching, and the wide powder of boiled fish should be lowered, thousands of rolling tofu and thousands of rolling fish, and the tofu was boiled, so I put a piece and wrote it in front first, "Xuande School Garden is not easy." "Ah Zhe stewed meat and boiled fish, the side dishes are fully prepared, and the cook is very lively, laughing]"

The old farmer's feet took half a step back, and he tilted his head to look at him, and his two cloudy and yellowish eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of water, like a dead fish on a wicker [Xian Mo: The life of a fish is just the life of a person, the third point,], the autumn wind swept in, blowing him again, and the rag shirt on his body trembled.

"The sea and the sky...... Sea Wide ...... The sky ......" the old man repeated, and recited these four words twice, and suddenly raised his head to the sky, as if pouring tears back into his eyes, his face was wrinkled, and his nostrils were "humming", and he couldn't tell whether he was crying or laughing, for a while, he glanced at the people who were hiding away, looked down at his vermicelli again, and finally felt distressed, pressed his lips and pushed the fish back, bent down and shivered to close the stall, pretending to pick up the burden and turn home,

The eldest grandson Xiaochi looked at the two fish, and saw that he raised his hand from time to time in the distant back, as if he was covering his cheeks, and as if he was wiping his tears, his expression was also gloomy, and he sighed silently,

Until the afternoon, a basket of fish is considered to be sold short, the small fish cubs are sold cheaply and cleanly, but there are a few big ones left that no one moves, pedestrians see sparse, he asked the people around him to help watch the stall, he took the money out in the garment shop to choose a thick wind-proof white and blue cloth than the armor, wrapped it and clamped it under the armpit, and bought salt and rice application and two jars of water and wine, tied it with a straw rope to carry it, on the way back, I saw that the dim sum shop was putting moon cakes outside, a piece of oil red and bright, steaming, and the shopkeeper talked, then I knew that tomorrow was the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15 [ Xianmo: Seclusion does not contact with people, often do not know the year, the so-called mountains do not know the end of the years, at this time, the copper money in the hand has been spent, then discuss with the shopkeeper to exchange for fish, the shopkeeper smiled: "Cheng, anyway, my family has to buy fish to eat during the festival." The eldest grandson Xiaochi went back and picked out a big one, and when he came back, he handed it to the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper smiled: "Ouch, this one is not small." He put his hand next to him, pulled out a piece of yellow straw paper in his hand, and said: "Wuren'er, jujube paste, egg paste, chestnuts, everything, you can choose." The eldest grandson Xiaochi thought to himself: "Xiaoxiang loves sweetness." Then he chose a piece of jujube paste and a piece of chestnut and handed it over, and the shopkeeper took it and said: "Take another piece, don't worry about it, [Xianmo: Say the same to take a piece, it's also your heart, say "take another piece", what kind of words, it is obvious that it is very fake, the atmosphere of a small shop, this business is not big,] "The eldest grandson smiled lately: "Enough, enough, [Xianmo: What kind of person is this, what kind of eyes, I have already seen through it, it is not worth laughing,]"

The shopkeeper smiled and wrapped it in straw paper, pulled the paper thread and tied a cross flower and handed it to him, and said: "I am partial to you [Xianmo: take advantage of others, I am like a mirror in my heart, and I still say with a shy face], I am still a reader, pay attention to it, [Xianmo: pay attention to people, not reading or not reading, just like you, how many books you read is also love to take advantage, put it on until now, most of them take the bus to grab seats, queue up for stuff, read pirated books, eat and steal toothpicks, people's minds are fixed there, and things are different,]"

The eldest grandson Xiaochi came back with the moon cakes in his arms, squatted behind the stall, looked at the grain and rice and wine jars around him, and felt a lot more down-to-earth, the moon cakes in his hands were hot, and with the temperature of the baking, the chest and abdomen were warm, there was a little wind in the sky, and the leaves were blowing, he guarded for a while, but still did not see the buyer, the street became more and more deserted, look at the sky and see that it was dark, and he was too lazy to wait, packed the basket and went home,

All the way upstream, not long after seeing Muxi Xiaozhu was already in sight, a lazy singing and pipa intermittently with the sound of water, the eldest grandson Xiaochi thought: "Xiaoxiang has not sung for many days, and there is no wine at home today, how can I be in such a good mood." When I listened closely, I was singing: "...... It's you, rain or shine with the wind, biased yourself...... Relatively always speechless, open two or three sentences, when the love is strong, the love becomes thinner, and the hero is not interesting...... "[Xianmo: the word biased, you know that it is no longer the state of mind that comes from the drizzle and clear sound, who is strong when the love is thick, who is thin when the love is thin, emotional things, you think I think you are normal, you don't miss me much, I don't miss you much, it's normal, I'm most afraid that both people are thick, and then suddenly there is a person who is weak,]

"Uninteresting ......"

He listened to it with a dull heart, dull and dull pain, only to hear the sound of a man laughing in the grass house, and couldn't help frowning slightly [Xianmo: Ah Yue has a watermelon peel on his head, I don't care if anyone says that he is a cuckold, who is tall and who is low, he is afraid of comparison, the realm of big flowers, the eldest grandson and Xiaochang add a piece, and he can't catch up with the horse,], hurriedly put a few pennies on the shore, put the bamboo raft on the stone, carried the fish basket and went straight to the grass house, and suddenly pushed the door in,

The music stopped, I saw Shui Yanxiang holding the pipa in her arms, kneading her nails and leaning on the edge of the table, the man opposite heard the door, and looked at this room, his complexion was chestnut black and translucent, and the smile on his face still lingered.

The eldest grandson was stunned for a moment: "Brother Chang, it turned out to be you." ”

"Ahh Chang Sihao smiled: "I'm sorry to disturb your seclusion again." The eldest grandson smiled stiffly: "Where is it." "Put the fish basket on the ground, sweep your eyes, and see a few plates of cut beef tongue, pig ears and other cooked food on the table [Xian Mo: There are other words, that is, there are others, single mention of these two things, one tongue and one ear, it is something to say to people, the magic is that the cow tongue is stupid, the pig remembers to eat and does not remember to play, the ears are big and white, do not listen, this lobbyist is not optimistic,], there are two bamboo cups, an open jar, posted in red, the wine is fragrant, and the heart knows that the water and the fragrance will not go out, so these wine and food are brought by Chang Sihao,

Chang Sihao came over with a smile: "Ouch, I bought a lot of things, what is delicious, take it out and taste it." Saying that, he squatted down unceremoniously, stretched out his hand to rummage in the fish basket, he stroked his five fingers, touched the two jars of wine first, raised his face and smiled: "Haha, I know that there are good things." Grabbed a jar and slapped it and smelled it, and frowned: "Hey, what does it smell, this wine is bad." ”

The eldest grandson smiled lately: "This is how the wine in the countryside is. But he shook his head again and again: "What's the matter, it's far from the multigrain wine I drank at your last time, and the ones I bought on the road are better than yours." Then he slapped another altar and sniffed it, and immediately his face was full of disgust, and he moved his nose away: "This altar is all rancid, if it doesn't work, you have to find him to change it." ”

Although the smell of wine is not good, it is far from the level of "rancid", so it is a bit exaggerated, when he looks up, Shui Yanxiang holds the pipa in one hand, holds the bamboo cup in the other, looks out the window, his face is expressionless, he slowly drinks a cup, and does not look at this side, he is speechless for a while, lowers his head, takes out the salt and rice and other things, and carries it to the kitchen, and comes back to see Chang Sihao still squatting by the fish basket, holding the oil paper bag in his hand, opening it to see that it is a moon cake, and he smiled:" Okay, okay, the Mid-Autumn Festival will be over August 15, and I'm in a hurry, and I haven't bought a mooncake to try. As he spoke, he stood up and put the paper bag on the table, sat down and picked up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed two bites, looked at the filling, and said in a continuous voice: "Okay, haha, the moon is the beauty of the hometown, and the moon cake is the sweetness of jujube paste, hey, I remember the last time I came to eat spring cakes, and this time I have already eaten moon cakes [Xianmo: Xiao Chang is also the second time to go to Jiangnan, Xu Jie is strict, it took ten years, Xiao Chang is Xu, but in two months, the efficiency of the Jian family is not bad,], this day is really fast. Grabbed the bamboo cup, poured a big sip of wine, the moon cake was originally half a palm's size, he ate it in three or two bites, touched the second piece, and found that there was no one underneath, and said with a surprised face: "Ouch, why are there only two pieces, ah...... This is what you and your sister-in-law want to eat during the holidays, oops, one piece per person, but I was asked to eat this piece, how do you say this, sin and sin. As he spoke, he carefully put the chestnut back again [Xianmo: I ate the sweet ones, and the ones that are not sweet are left, you will pick them],

The thickness of the moon cake is there, and the quantity is very easy to distinguish, and the artificiality of his action can be seen by anyone, and the eldest grandson smiled lately: "Brother, don't make fun of us." ”

Chang Sihao raised Erlang's legs and arched his hand, and said with a smile: "Don't dare, don't dare, a piece of moon cake is broken in half to eat, which makes it seem that you husband and wife share weal and woe, and the adversity is deep, and the younger brother also wants to fulfill you." ”

Shui Yanxiang stood up, silently hung the pipa on the wall, turned around and entered the inner room, the eldest grandson Xiaochi glanced at her back, did not make a sound, lowered his head and said: "Last time, I made Brother Xian leave in a bad mood, and my husband and wife were very uneasy. Chang Sihao said with a smile: "Everyone has their own ambitions, and it is the younger brother's fault to be strong, how can you blame the elder brother." The eldest grandson looked at him for a while and said, "It's good if you don't blame him." He sat down where Shui Yanxiang came from: "I don't know why Brother Xian is here." [Xianmo: This is knowing that you will have something to do, and you will say it, so just let you say it, if you don't listen to it, and the last time you blocked it and didn't let you say it, there are two ways,]

Chang Sihao raised his knees and hugged him, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, I'm passing by here on errands, so I'll see if you're used to it, [Xianmo: You let me say it, I don't say it, and the last time it's also two ways, Xiao Chang will also play hard,]"

The eldest grandson Xiaochi saw that his words were insincere and intentional, but he didn't break it, let alone ask questions, and responded: "It's okay." Chang Sihao laughed: "Hey, like you, who is used to being rich, likes to take the poor days as fresh, and now I am used to eating white rice and fragrant meat, and then go back to chew the roots and chew the yam, but I am afraid that I will not be able to swallow it." Saying that, he poured wine into the cup of the original Shui Yanxiang, and said in his mouth: "I, I really admire you, as the saying goes, the poor are rich, the shy chest is stacked, the rich are poor, and it is difficult to move an inch, the two of you used to be in the rivers and lakes, and now you are staying by the side of this small river ditch [Xian Mo: The previous text Shui Yanxiang left the Duhug Building, Shuangji said that he ran away with the wild man, and now the romance of Muxi is nothing more than guarding a small river ditch in the eyes of Xiao Chang, and both of them are "professionally ruining romance for 20 years",] , No eating, no playing, dry days can go down day by day [Xianmo: No small river ditch can not become a river and lake, is to know that seclusion is goodbye not far away, in the rivers and lakes and in the ditch as near the water, why dry, when there are dreams, dreams are beautiful, chase dreams, When working hard for the dream is bittersweet and half, after the dream is realized, there is no dream, happy and happy, crazy and crazy, life has become tasteless again, Xiaochang is not understanding at the moment, so there is no taste, the eldest grandson is still chewing in the dream that has been realized, Xiaoxiang is extroverted, obviously a little chewing enough, the mood is different, the taste in everyone's mouth is also different, this is not simple, especially sister-in-law, a woman's family, marrying a man and marrying a man, dressing and eating, it is me, but I don't want to suffer this sin with you. As he spoke, he pushed the full glass forward, and poured it for himself.

The eldest grandson smiled lately: "People are so clear and disturbed, people's hearts are quiet and want to be involved, happiness is not about the rich and poor, but in the heart of whether there is concern and persistence, I and Xiaoxiang have been prosperous, and I have long been no interested in those dogs and horses, now there are rice and vegetables for three meals, playing and singing, enjoying Yunxi, but I don't feel lonely, [Xianmo: This chapter writes about the mood everywhere, what is the difference between playing and singing and appreciating the river and the sound of dogs and horses, the hustle and bustle can dilute loneliness, indicating that loneliness can be diluted, quiet breeds loneliness, and it is not that there is no loneliness, the author does not write "not lonely" , and add the word "Jue", whether you know loneliness or not, you don't feel it, and it has nothing to do with whether you are in seclusion or not."

"Beautiful. Chang Sihao put down the wine jar and patted his thigh: "My ears don't listen to things outside the window, my wife and children are hot kang [Xianmo: The next sentence is to only read the sage book, right, Hou Ye,], this is the day of the immortals [Xianmo: It turns out that the immortals are all wives and children hot kang heads], come, I wish you a noble son as soon as possible, do it." The eldest grandson smiled and smiled [Xianmo: The smile is returned, and it is more limited than the companion]: "Borrow your auspicious words." The two chatted, Chang Sihao seemed to be obedient, deliberately did not mention what happened outside, the eldest grandson smiled late and did not inquire, so he ate a few cups without saltiness, seeing that it was late, Chang Sihao got up to say goodbye, he did not stay, sent to the door, Chang Sihao pulled out the Sanhe Lihua from the back of the house, and after saying that he was precious, he took advantage of the moon to hit the horse and tread the stream, and the white water splashes were strung far away, and gradually disappeared.

The eldest grandson stared at the moonlight for a moment, turned around and went back to the house, opened the curtain in the room, and sat sideways on the bed in the darkness of the Aomori Forest, silently.

He froze and asked with a smile, "Why don't you light the lamp?" ”

Shui Yanxiang didn't answer,

The clouds passed through the moon, and the clear light came through the window, gilding the silver bright line on the back of her dress,

The silence caused an invisible tension in the room, expanding the space between the two people.

The eldest grandson Xiaochi remembered the lyrics she had played and sang before, and felt physically and mentally sluggish for a while, and turned around with the curtain and was just about to go to get the lamp, when he heard Shui Yanxiang behind him say: "Xiao Wai, I have something to say." ”