(For @天天天天神天天神)

Luo Fugui left singing, and the little carpenter and Qu Menghu stood on the bluestone street in front of the restaurant. Listening to the man singing and walking away, he gradually moved away, and he did not try to keep him anymore. Instead, he felt that this man was a true character and would definitely be an extraordinary person in the future.

The little carpenter didn't drink much, but didn't know what. After drinking today, he didn't feel drunk at all. He just felt that the blood was hot all over his body, and there was a breath in his chest and abdomen. The pleasure and indifference were something he had never felt in the past years. He reached out and grabbed Qu Menghu's right arm, and then asked: "Lao Ba, Lao Ba, I didn't feel anything in the past, but today I suddenly felt like Brother Luo, really casual."

Qu Menghu reached out, grabbed his neck, invited him back to the store, and then deliberately glared and said, "Why, do you think I'm not chic enough?"

The little carpenter waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Why, I think you and him are both free and easy."

Qu Menghu took the bamboo chopsticks and pulled out a piece of roasted sweet potato under the stove. He carefully uncovered the dark skin outside, and took a bite of the yellow and hot sweet potato meat inside. He was afraid of being hot. After swallowing it, he savored it with satisfaction for a while before saying, "You, like many people, you only know that others are noble in front of others, but not in the future..."

The little carpenter said, "Who doesn't suffer in this world? I'm not the same."

Qu Menghu said: "To put it bluntly, I think you are in good health, so why is your ability to fight with people getting back and forth? We had a fight, and you scratched my face and almost made me cry."

The little carpenter talked about the rules set by his master, and Qu Menghu was a little disdainful.

He said, "Fate is dead, people are alive - living people will still be suffocated to death by urine? Don't talk about others, just talk about me, when I captured Zhou, my family invited the head of Mayi Shenxiang to tell me fortune. The man only glanced at me and said that my fate was strange and imaginative. At the age of thirteen, I might be in trouble and could not overcome that hurdle. Later, when I was almost thirteen, my family refused to let me go out, afraid that something would happen to me. I climbed over the wall in the middle of the night and ran to Nanyang. What do you think..."

He laughed loudly, laughed for a while, and suddenly started to cry: "It's paralyzed, I'm fine. When I go home, I see that from top to bottom, there are men, women, young and old, and a hundred and eight people, no one of them survives."

He opened his mouth, connected the ash and carbonated sweet potato skins, and the hot sweet potatoes inside, swallowed them in one bite, his eyes emitted the light like a knife, and he murmured: "No one survives, fuck..."

Looking at Qu Menghu who seemed to be omnipotent, he was sad at this moment with his head down, and the little carpenter didn't know what to say.

Indeed, what has this brother experienced over the years?

He opened his mouth and was about to put some comfort words in his mouth, but Qu Menghu's emotions came quickly and went quickly. With tears in his eyes, he grinned and said, "Oh, after this red potato is roasted, it's delicious. Come on, Thirteen, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Don't mention such sad things, come and try it."

After the two finished eating, Qu Menghu asked Tian Laogong to come and check the account.

After finishing it, he asked the little carpenter where there is a hotel in this town, and I will make do with it tonight and go to the Liu family to have a Autumn Wind tomorrow.

The little carpenter led Qu Menghu to the only hotel in the town. It was two floors, divided into front and back yards, and the first floor was a large shop, which is commonly known as the "ches and horse shop". There was a single room on the second floor. Qu Menghu paid for it, and the two asked for a room, washed their faces by the well in the yard, wiped their bodies, and became drunk, and returned to the room and continued to chat.

The two have been separated for so many years, and occasionally they have letters, but they can't explain it clearly in just a few words. Now lying on the wooden bed is talking about their experiences after they part.

There is actually nothing to talk about here. In recent years, I have followed my master to build houses everywhere. At most, I can talk about some strange things I encounter during ordinary affairs, but most of them are not dangerous and very dull. On the contrary, Qu Menghu's side has a lot of experience. He has been to Nanyang, stayed in Hong Kong Island, a British colony, and has seen the world. He also went to Peking to study. This kid is not serious about schooling, but he is doing trouble while studying. He is quite famous because he has leadership.

It is precisely because of this that Liu Zhiyi treated him differently and invited him to come here to play.

Qu Menghu talked to the little carpenter about Chinese and foreigners in Nanyang, and about the architecture and customs there. He told him that in order to learn English and Portuguese, he followed a missionary to run around and acted as a servant. He also talked about the foreign monsters he had seen, a terrible evil thing that survived by sucking human blood. He talked about his business in Canton, where there was a military school. Ambitions from all over the country went there to study. He also talked about his going to Peking to study, met many powerful people, and also learned martial arts by the master of the Northern School martial arts. He was very familiar with a manager of the library of the Beijing University Hall, and ran there to read books when he had nothing to do...

There are many books in the university, so he reads it day and night and even takes classes everywhere.

In his limited life, the little carpenter ran around in several southwestern provinces and stayed on construction sites all year round. His world was the world in front of him. He thought that the world was like this. However, Qu Menghu's story seemed to open a window for him, and he realized that there were so many interesting places in this world.

In this world, in addition to China, there are also countries such as America, France and England. The East Ocean was originally called Japan, but the South Ocean was divided into many countries, and these places were the colonies called "Europe".

Europe is divided into many countries. There is something called "science". Its ships are strong and cannons are powerful, which is far more powerful than China.

What Qu Menghu said made the little carpenter amazed. He lay down and sat up again. After sitting for a long time, he lay down again. Finally, he felt more excited and couldn't help but say, "If you can go to Europe in this life, it wouldn't be a waste of time."

Qu Menghu said disdainfully: "Actually, those foreigners are not good things - what I said is their court, and many of them are good, but the court is very vicious. They bullied Africa, which is what we call Kunlun slaves, and came to bully us Chinese again. It's a pity that our people are not united, alas..."

He patted his thighs and couldn't help shouting loudly: "The angry hair is rushing to the crown, and the rain stops in the railing. Looking up at the sky, the long roar of awesomeness, the strong heart is fierce. Thirty fame, dust and soil, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon. Don't wait, the young man's head is white, and he is so sad..."

Before he finished speaking, a customer's scolding came from beside him: "Why are you quarreling? It's midnight, howling in the ghosts and wolves, don't you sleep? Do you want to work tomorrow..."

The man became more and more angry as he spoke. Qu Menghu looked helpless and echoed: "I know, I know, I won't say it."

Qu Menghu was reciting the poem, his emotions were already excited, and tears were all in his eyes. When he yelled like this, he suddenly became depressed and said to the little carpenter: "Thirteen, don't talk anymore, don't talk anymore, let's sleep, let's talk about it tomorrow."

The little carpenter has experienced so many things today, and his body is overloaded. He was emotionally excited before, but he didn't feel it. As he said this, fatigue surged into his heart, closed his eyes, and fell asleep unknowingly.

When the eyes were closed and opened, the sky was bright, and the little carpenter stretched, feeling that this was the most comfortable sleep he had in recent days.

He got up and found Qu Menghu was not in the room. He felt relieved and hurried out. He heard a sound behind the house. He went downstairs and saw Qu Menghu in the yard. He saw him washing and brushing his teeth, his mouth full of foam. The little carpenter walked up and saw that the toothbrush in his hand was different from what he used on weekdays. The toothbrush was also very advanced. When he brushed it gently, his mouth was covered with white foam.

After rinsing his mouth, Qu Menghu told the little carpenter that this thing is a toothbrush for Westerners and toothpaste, which is used by Westerners to clean up oral hygiene and is very useful.

He brought one more set and went to the room to get it for the little carpenter.

The little carpenter saw it strangely and carefully looked at the structure of the thing, thinking that he might be able to imitate it.

After the two of them finished washing up, someone came over, but it was Dayong, a son of the Liu family. He was entrusted by the second son to come and take a look. If the two got up, they would go to the Liu family to talk.

The little carpenter had a rift with Liu Fuxin and refused to go over, but Qu Menghu reached out, put his shoulders on his shoulders, and whispered: "I know, you probably think that the Liu family is the one who bites the Bodhisattva with a fly, which is unindividual, but escaping is always not a solution. In your master's case, you still have to tell them what you deserve, and you will naturally have to return it to you."

As he persuaded him, the little carpenter remembered the guys who stayed on the construction site of the Liu family's new home.

He was driven out like a wild dog before, but he was obsessed with it and couldn't rest assured that he was the one who could get it back. If he could get it back, he would always have the tools to eat.

The little carpenter didn't say anything else and followed Qu Menghu to the old house of Liu's family.

Perhaps because of the face of Master Zhiyi, Mr. Liu actually received these two people in the main hall. Of course, the most important thing is Qu Menghu. Mr. Liu is not actually interested in new-style young people like Qu Menghu, but probably because he heard that Qu Menghu is also the number one figure in Peking, so he was more polite and chatted for a long time.

The little carpenter watched Qu Menghu and Mr. Liu talking, not at all frightened, and even dominated the topic. He was very envious and felt that the changes in his old partner were really big.

He has always been brave, but his ability has grown a lot.

After chatting for a while, Mr. Liu looked at the little carpenter next to him and said, "I heard about you yesterday and knew that your master was wronged, but Wu Banxian did not show up, no one could tell the truth. The right and wrong must be decided by the messengers in the county. Don't worry."

The little carpenter was about to say something, someone outside shouted, "Old, Master, Wu Banxian is back."
Chapter completed!