Her man had vowed that he and his good brother, who was wandering in the martial arts world, had been betrothed to each other since a long time ago. No matter who did better or worse in the future, this marriage would not escape. She didn't take it too seriously. After all, she knew that although her man was amiable to everyone, he was actually very proud. Not everyone could make him nag for so long. Even when he sat at the same table as the county magistrate, no matter how much they felt like old friends at first sight and how watertight they were when drinking, her man didn't take those people in official hats seriously at all. On the contrary, when he drank with a few middle-aged men in the county yamen office, her man was more sincere and sincere. Therefore, she was a little worried. The brother that her man missed so much, the man that she and her two children only knew as "Little Nian", was definitely not simple. The two of them had been separated for so many years. Even if they could meet again one day, would that person still cherish that brotherhood as much as he did with her man when they were at their lowest point? If that person was doing well, or even made a name for himself, would he still be able to treat her man as a brother? If not, how sad would her man be? Therefore, she hoped that person would come to drink with her man and call him brother. At the same time, she was afraid that if that person really came here, she would only bring them what Old Master Liu said in his storytelling. "Things remain the same, but people change."
After the man heard his son's childish complaint, he patted the child's head and grinned. "Son, Father promised you that your future wife would be this!"
The man gave him a thumbs up.
The little boy was skeptical and muttered softly, "Don't be like Little Xingzi on the street next door. Otherwise, I will take the wooden sword and run away from home to wander in the martial arts world."
That Little Xingzi who liked to pester him the most was not small at all. Her arms were as thick as his legs!
The man smiled. "Little brat, running away from home! Can you bear to leave your parents? "
The little boy was surprised. "I went to the river outside the town to wander in the martial arts world in the afternoon. I went home for dinner at night!"
His sister poked her head out. She put her finger on her cheek and made a face at her brother.
The man and his wife looked at each other and smiled.
She suddenly laughed and asked, "Why is our restaurant not selling that kind of Green Ant Wine anymore? You're such a good businessman, yet you're competing with money?"
The man shook his head and said, "I'm not selling it. I'm afraid that I won't be able to resist the temptation and will drink it myself. As for me, the next time you visit, bring me Green Ant Wine to drink! "
The woman smiled and said, "Okay, okay, okay. I'll go to the kitchen first. Tuan Tuan and Yuan Yuan, help me look after them."
The man nodded and said softly, "It's been hard on you, my wife. I'll be lazy today."
She smiled and left.
She felt a little sad. What hard work did she have? In this restaurant, her man was the one who had it the hardest. It had been like this all year round. In the past, he was already tired as a waiter in the restaurant. Now that he was the shopkeeper, he didn't have a moment of rest. In the past, it was to marry her. Now, it was for her and their two children. There were many other women in the small town who wished that their lazy men would work more and not loiter around all day. But when it came to her, she wished that her man could really rest for a day and not think or do anything. But every time he nodded and said yes, he still got up early and worked in the dark every day. Every day, he would smile when he met people.
Marrying this man, she felt that she couldn't marry any better in this life.
The storyteller downstairs still didn't talk about the soul-stirring battle of Liang Mang outside the Northwest Pass. Instead, he had already talked about the wonderful comments of the Northwest Lord when he was still His Royal Highness. He said that being a playboy was also a technical job, and there were different grades. The lowest grade was only able to bully men and women with evil dogs. The slightly better one was wearing bright clothes and riding a horse, carrying a sword around his waist and holding a fan in his hand. When he fancied a beautiful girl, he pretended to be handsome and pretended to be a man and a dog. Then, the third class of hedonistic sons would have to memorize some romantic poems and songs. At the very least, they would have to be able to recite poems in front of women. They wouldn't have to make a fool of themselves by telling people that their father was an official or that their grandfather had troops under his command. The second grade playboy was even more difficult to come by. Not only did he have to speak eloquently, he also had to know some Jianghu tricks and be very familiar with the hero saving the beauty. Even if the beauty wasn't in trouble, he had to create trouble for her! Don't be reluctant to spend money to hire people to act. Remember that when you make a move to repel the enemy, the way those ruffians and hooligans fly out must not be the same. They must fly out backward, horizontally, or sideways. Everything must be there! As for the world's top playboys, hehe, they were like the elusive Jianghu Great Grandmasters. They were also outstanding figures who didn't appear in the world. When those heroines and fairies met such people, they had accumulated seven lifetimes' worth of virtue and eight lifetimes' worth of bad luck! From then on, they would be unable to extricate themselves. Even if they were beaten to death, they wouldn't be able to chase them away.
The storyteller's spittle flew everywhere as he spoke. He was actually infected by himself. That high-spirited and vigorous spirit made it seem like he was the founder of this playboy business. He took a big gulp of wine and stretched out a finger. He clicked his tongue and said, "For example, playboys who have reached this level will only show women money, but will never let them spend money! Let them see mountains of gold and silver, but won't let them spend a single copper coin. Heh, maybe the women will be willing to pay for it. "
The hearts of countless people in the restaurant swayed.
Someone suddenly shouted, "Is there really such a stupid heroine and fairy in the world? Even after losing someone, they still had to pay for it? I'm the first one who doesn't believe it! "
The storyteller raised his eyebrows and glanced sideways. "This Old Man won't talk about other people. Let's just talk about that sentence 'ten years to cultivate Song Yushu, a hundred years to cultivate Hsu Fengnian'. Are you convinced?! Let's not talk about that Song Yushu who entered the Capital's Ministry of Rites and became a high-ranking official. Just the latter, when a woman meets him, can she still be arrogant?! "
That person was instantly speechless. He wanted to refute but didn't know where to start. After all, he was a frequent customer of the restaurant. He had heard many legendary stories about the northwest vassal king. There were both admiration and envy. Of course, the latter was more. There were many storytellers in the restaurant. This person often put himself in the shoes of the storyteller.
Thus, he naturally didn't want to deny himself.
On the second floor, the restaurant manager squatted down and picked up a child. He laughed softly and said, "Tuan Tuan, Yuanyuan, Father will tell you the truth. When Father was roaming the Jianghu, there was also a woman who sincerely called you Father and called Father 'Young Master'. Although she wasn't a famous fairy or heroine, she was much more powerful than all the heroines and fairies in the Jianghu. Therefore, only your Uncle Xiaonian is worthy of her. That kind of good lady, hmm, Father feels that she's only slightly inferior to your mother. Tuan Tuan, if you still want to be a hero when you grow up, if you have the ability, find me such a lady to be our daughter-in-law. "
The little boy frowned and said seriously, "Father, I already have a daughter-in-law. I don't like to be a womanizer! Mother also said that a good man must be loyal to a lady! "
The man lowered his voice, "That's the reason. Your mother is not wrong, but the good ladies in the world usually admire heroes. Think about it, if she likes you but you don't like her, how sad would that lady be, right?"
The child fell into deep thought. Between the daughter-in-law he had yet to meet and the good lady he had yet to meet, it was a battle between heaven and earth.
The little girl said angrily, "Father! I'm going to tell Mother that you made Tuan Tuan like so many ladies! "
The little boy rolled his eyes.
The man's expression changed drastically. He coughed a few times and said earnestly to his son, "Son, when you grow up, you must listen to your mother and only treat one lady well! Just like Father, do you understand?! If you dare to be disobedient, Father will spank your butt until it blossoms! Your mother won't be able to stop it! "
The little boy sighed heavily. Alas, it was hopeless. The good lady who liked him was gone before he even met her.
It was not that he was not afraid of his father, but every time his gentle mother scolded him with a straight face, he was very, very afraid.
The storyteller downstairs drank a mouthful of wine and said with a smile, "In the final analysis, if you want to punch a heroine and kick a fairy, it's very simple. As long as you are half as handsome as the northwest vassal king, it's enough!"
Boos suddenly sounded in the restaurant.
The old man suddenly slammed the gavel, startling the drinkers who were caught off guard.
"This Old Man was the first to say that the rise and fall of a thousand years is the most difficult thing to think about! We are ordinary people in the streets and alleys. We are just ordinary people. We are neither emperors, generals, ministers, nor officials. If we don't think about it, then we don't think about it. But in the end, there are still some unfortunate people who have to risk their lives and stand there, unable to take a step back! "
"They also don't want to retreat!"
The whole restaurant was silent.
The storyteller told the story tirelessly.
He said that over there, the soldiers' Qi Lianyundun, the battlefield was filled with white bones entangled with grass roots.
He said that the sword river was filled with wind and snow, the sand and stones were frozen and the horses' hooves broke away.
He said that when the guest of the Southern Border Dragon Palace, Liu 'an, died, he said that the husband did not shed tears and did not leave.
He said that when the Wudang Great Spiritual Master, Yu Xingrui, died in battle, his body was hit by twelve Beimang arrows.
He said that Beimang attacked the city day and night without rest. The grassland army outside the city was densely packed like a swarm of locusts. The ants on the wall attacked the city, it was a shocking sight. The fire of war was bright inside and outside the Beimang City, the battle was endless.
He said that the battle of the Beimang City lasted from the beginning of autumn of the third year of Auspicious Charm to the beginning of summer of the fourth year of Auspicious Charm.
The old man's tone did not seem to be very agitated. He did not deliberately exaggerate the tragic and stirring feeling. He was just like an elderly neighbor who was narrating the trivial matters of the family.
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