monk on the mountain tiger on the mountain

Chapter 36 Mother

Tonjuro really brought Sheji to the wonton shop opposite the restaurant, and ordered two bowls of big wontons, a bowl of big meat wontons, and a bowl of big wontons with wild vegetables, mushrooms and bamboo shoots plus a little minced meat.

It is said to be a "shop", but it is actually a small stall. The owner of the stall put a big pot on the side of the road, and there are two small tables and a few small stools next to it.

After Tojuro finished ordering, the stall owner threw the wrapped wontons into the pot and cooked them.I didn’t stop while waiting for the big wontons to be cooked, but continued to make wontons. During the whole process, I only answered “yes” when Tonjuro asked him “Do you have wontons with a lot of vegetables?”, and I was paying the bill. When I said a price, I didn't say a word, and just sat there in silence, ordering wontons and wrapping wontons.It was in stark contrast to the loud voice on the opposite side who was twisting to catch up with the fighting cock.The stall owner of the Wonton shop has a hulking back, thick limbs, and a fat beard. He is very rough, and he is not at the same level as the little skinny chicken on the opposite side.If the little skinny chicken on the opposite side hadn't yelled so much, it wouldn't have been easy to find among the crowd.

"Sheji, I'm telling you something, don't be angry." Torajiro returned to his seat after ordering, looking at Sheji with a serious expression.

Sheji is also full of curiosity: Is there something serious to say in this open wonton shop, and he has such a good temper, uh, pretending to be a good temper, what is it that Juro said that he might have a bad temper? angry?

"What?" Sheji hesitated for a moment before asking.

"It's just... there are no vegetarian wontons, there are minced meat anyway. Besides, I ordered it without asking you if you want to eat it or not." Tonjuro looked into Sheji's eyes as if he was determined to die. , propped his hands on the table which was not high at all, and now it made the table seem to be a bit shorter.

"Hahahahahahahahaha..." Sheji was amused, "I ordered it, I can't eat it! Why do you look like I want to eat you raw! Hahahahahaha ..."

On the surface, Sheji was overjoyed, but in his heart he felt that what Shiro wanted to say was definitely not this.

After a while, the stall owner brought up two bowls of big wontons, each of which was full of stuffing and thin, and looked very plump and delicious.Sheji blew lightly and then took a bite. The ratio of meat and vegetables was just right, and the meat was neither greasy nor greasy, which made the appetite even more.Smelling the smell of meat inside the big meat wonton, Tonjuro was already salivating, and couldn't wait to swallow a mouthful of the big wonton, only to be burned so hard that he grinned and let out a "haha" breath.

"Don't worry! Be careful of burning your tongue." Sheji took Tojuro's bowl, scooped up a big wonton, and blew on it for a long time, "I'll blow it for you, eat it when it's cold."

While fanning his tongue, Tojuro asked with his tongue wide open, "Why is your pillow not hot?"

Sheji gave Yin Juro a white look, "When I was young, the master fed me, how could he serve me like this, and even blow me cold before feeding? They just stuffed them in one mouthful, some of them are good, don't care Is it hot or cold! You are too spoiled to be afraid of being hot."

"I don't know (Gao) coquettish (Gao) is spoiled! I (Ge Zhi) () cat He (tongue)!"

Sheji stuffed the almost-blown wonton into Tojuro's mouth in one gulp, blocking his strange big-tongued accent, "Yes, cat's tongue. It's because the monk is ignorant."

Tonjuro happily chewed the big wontons that She (xi) Ji (fu) gave him, looked at She (xi) Ji (fu) with a smile, and said, "Don't be so polite!"

Sheji said angrily, "Eat what's in your mouth, straighten your tongue before speaking. Not even a wonton can shut your mouth."

Tonjuro swallowed the wonton and said with a playful smile, "The only thing that can shut my mouth up is yours!"

A gust of hot air rose from Sheji's neck, spread to the ears, and finally reached the cheeks.Sheji quietly turned his head to look at the stall owner, and found that he was concentrating on making wontons, so he breathed a sigh of relief, glared at Tojuro, and whispered, "Don't be so reserved outside!"

"Then can you not be reserved after you go back?" Tonjuro asked in a low voice.

Sheji didn't answer, just lowered his head and ate the wonton.

Tonjuro was even more triumphant, an ordinary large wonton could taste like a delicacy in his mouth.

At this time, the stall owner was very complicated.

Stall owner: No eyes, no eyes.I'm just a stall owner who loves making wontons. I didn't see or hear anything.The wontons are so lovely.

***

After they were full of "soup" and "wontons", they went to the market again, stockpiled some food for the temple, and bought new clothes for Sheji.

"Guests, what kind of fabric do you need? Is it made in the store or by the lady at home?" The owner of the cloth shop approached and asked intimately.The Cloth Shop not only sells fabrics, but also sometimes makes tailor-made clothes. The goods can be picked up in five days. Of course, you can also choose to have them delivered to your door, but this will require an additional errand fee.

Yin Julang gave Sheji a meaningful look, and said with a half-smile: "My lady at home doesn't know how to make clothes, so I'd better ask the shopkeeper to help him measure the body. As for the style, hey, what kind do you like? Is this okay? " Yin Julang picked out a roll of cloth similar in color to the monk's robe and asked Sheji.

"Well, yes." Sheji nodded happily.

"Little Master, please come this way."

While the clerk in the store was helping Sheji measure various sizes, Torajuro wandered around the cloth store, glanced at other fabrics intentionally or unintentionally, and strolled to the shopkeeper's counter.

The shopkeeper's mind is wandering right now, he's still thinking about the conversation just now.Just now when the shopkeeper asked the two guest officers, "Does the store help make the clothes, or is the lady at home helping to make the clothes?", it was obviously the little boy who answered "The lady at home can't do it", but asked the waiter to measure for the little master. .Strange, really strange.But he thought about it, maybe the two are friends, so if the young master's wife could make clothes, he would have bought fabrics for his wife to make clothes for the young master.

The shopkeeper was in a trance, and when he saw Tojuro coming to the counter, he immediately shivered and forcibly turned his scrutiny eyes back into flattering eyes of "serving customers".

Tojuro talked to the shopkeeper in a low voice, took out a silver coin from his pocket, put it on the counter, and pushed it to the shopkeeper silently.Seeing Yin Zi, the shopkeeper smiled, and hurriedly said, "Yes, definitely."

After finishing a secret deal, Tonjuro came to Sheji as if nothing had happened, and watched him obediently raise his hand and allow the assistant to measure his body.Sheji looked down at the floor boredly, but when he felt Tojuro coming to him and looking at him, he raised his head and looked at Tojuro.The two of them didn't say a word, but they showed affection with their eyebrows. The ambiguous aura of the two people jumped up and down. The clerk was busy taking measurements and records. The shopkeeper, after having a secret conversation with Tonjuro, showed a strange expression. There were no other customers at the moment, and he even blatantly peeked at the two people. After feeling the atmosphere between the two, his expression became even more serious. It's weird.

"Guest officer, this is your deposit receipt, do you need to deliver it to your door?" The shopkeeper put away his constipated face and asked warmly and caringly.

"No need, I'll pick it up in five days." Tonjuro replied.

"Okay! Sir, please go slowly!" The leader of the shopkeeper bowed to the backs of Yinjuro and Sheji together with his staff, and when he looked up, the face of the shopkeeper was full of gloom.

"Just make two sets of clothes in addition to the one you measured just now, and the guest officer will come to pick them up in five days." The shopkeeper told the shopkeeper with a blank expression.

"Ah? Two more sets? I'm afraid it's too late..." The man wondered.

"I'll give you processing money! Is it too late?" The shopkeeper gave the guy a gouged look.

"It's in time, it's in time. The size is that little master's, right!" The shopkeeper saw that the shopkeeper gave him a step down, so he couldn't fight against the shopkeeper, let alone the money.

"One set belongs to that little master, and there is another set, the size is made according to this." As he spoke, the shopkeeper handed a piece of paper to the clerk.

"Well, what about the style?" asked the man.

"This." The shopkeeper took a large roll of fabric and stuffed it into the waiter's arms.

"Ah? This, isn't it, that?" The man was dumbfounded.

"Objective needs! Why do you care so much! Work!" The shopkeeper ignored the dumbfounded guy behind him, and went back to the counter to count the money.

***

"Hey, look, it's so lively over there." While eating a big pancake bought on the roadside, Tonjuro pointed to a person in the distance who piled it up for Sheji to see.

The situation inside can be vaguely seen from above the heads of the crowd.After a while, a person jumped into the sky and turned somersaults. After a while, that person jumped into the sky, spread his legs horizontally, bent down and touched his ankles with his hands, which attracted the audience to applaud and applaud.

The winter solstice has just entered, and the sky is getting darker and earlier day by day. Torajuro and Sheji have just had lunch, and then wandered around. At this moment, the sky has gradually darkened to the point where it is difficult to distinguish whether it is a man or a woman two feet away.

But it was the main show that would be more atmospheric only when it was performed under such weather, just like this kicked off.Two men with bare upper body, each holding a stick in their hands, they tied their hair back, but their hair was shorter than ordinary people, as if it had been cut.It's really not the way to dress up this season.

"It's about to start, it's about to start!"

"I came here from another county just to watch their performance!"

"I saw it last time, and I can't forget it after I go back!"

"What is it? Is it so wonderful?"

"You'll know it when you see it!"

Two men lit one end of the sticks on fire, and in an instant, the two sticks were burning with raging flames from the head to the place where they were gripped by their hands. Slash at the opponent with a fire stick, causing the audience to sigh.

Two men used sticks of fire as swordsmen. After fighting for a while, they put out the fire. One man took out another stick and set fire at both ends.

The audience sighed "Wow~" again, staring intently at the fire stick with fire at both ends, eager to know how he was going to play with the fire stick and whether it would burn his hair.Then I thought about it again, their hair was shorter than the average person's, so they were burned by fire!Everyone in the audience tacitly laughed silently in their hearts.

The man grabbed the center of the fire stick and waved it like a golden cudgel. The audience couldn't help applauding, and some people shouted again and again: "Okay!"

Suddenly, the man threw the fire stick he was playing into the air, and the flames at both ends turned into two big fireballs in the air. At first glance, it was impossible to catch it.

Just as the audience screamed "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh The ball of fire landed right in front of him, illuminating both of his cheeks, and he reached out to grab it and started playing again.

At the end of the performance, the audience still stopped and applauded.After the performing men picked up the rewards thrown to them by the audience, packed up their things and left, they left like a piece of dog skin plaster that was difficult to peel off.

"Mother! Mother! Where are you!" A little boy stood in the middle of the street and cried "Wow" when his mother could not be found.

There were people coming and going on the road, but no one cared about him.

"Little friend, are you looking for your mother?"

Looking up after the sound, there are two kind-faced older brothers, one of whom is wearing a ponytail and the other is a monk.

"Don't cry, don't cry, my brothers will take you to find your mother, okay?" Tonjuro comforted in a soft voice.

"Yeah." The little boy wiped away his tears, as if seeing the savior, he stopped crying, but he was still sobbing, holding an older brother in one hand, and the two older brothers escorted him on both sides, like a It's like the two fathers took their sons out to the market.

"Little friend, did you watch the show here just now?" Tonjuro asked in order to divert the little boy's attention.

"I see." The little boy replied nonchalantly.

"That fireball just now is so powerful! Isn't it!" Tojuro said excitedly with a childish voice.

"It's amazing! I was standing in the front just now, and the fireball suddenly became bigger! It's so scary! I thought it was going to burn me!" He danced and described the performance he had just seen.

"Wow, you're actually scared!" Tonjuro pretended to be shocked, "Man, what's so scary about this!"

"I, I wasn't scared! I just, that's..." The little boy hurriedly argued, as if he wasn't the one who said "so scary" just now, and it wasn't him who was crying when he couldn't find his mother.

"It's okay to be scared, that brother was also scared just now, and still grabbed my clothes!" Tonjuro jokingly cast his gaze on Sheji.

Sheji, who had been quietly listening to their conversation along the way, was suddenly mentioned, trembling all over, and whispered, "I'm not scared either!"

"Haha, Little Master's brother's face is turning blue!" The little boy laughed through his tears.

"No! Don't talk nonsense! How can you see my face clearly in such a dark day!" Sheji seldom cares about the child.

"I can see it! I have divine eyes that reach the sky!" the little boy said proudly.

Tonjuro felt that the little boy's little head was almost turned upside down to face the moon, "Then can you use your 'God's eye' to find out where your mother is?"

The little boy was choked, lowered his head, and looked like he was about to cry again.

Seeing that the little boy was about to cry again, Sheji quickly coaxed, "Your mother will come to see you soon. Don't be sad."

"Hmm." The little boy squeezed out a sound from his throat with a crying voice.

"Did you come to see the performance with your mother?" Sheji continued to ask.

"When my mother and I came, there were already a lot of people. We watched from behind the people at first, but I couldn't see it, so I got in front during the performance." The little boy replied honestly.

It seems that the little boy couldn't see the performance from behind the crowd, so he squeezed to the front. I don't know if his mother was too absorbed in watching the performance and didn't notice that his child was gone, or he felt that everyone was watching the performance at that time and it was not good to disturb. Only then did she never find her son, and she got separated from him.

"Oh! Where did you go? I can't even find you!"

At this time, a young woman scolded the child and came running towards Torajuro and Saji's place with small steps.

The woman pulled the little boy over and wandered back and forth between the two strange men with vigilant eyes.

"You are the mother of the child, right?" Sheji put his hands together and asked.

"Ah, yes." The woman's expression softened slightly.

"Go out and take care of your own children in the future. You are lucky to meet us this time. Otherwise, if you meet someone who is planning to do something wrong, if you come later, it will not help you to look at others with this kind of scrutiny." Ton Juro Said coolly on the side.

The woman's face was pale, she nodded and said: "Yes, yes." Pulling the little boy's arm and dragging him away, "Go back soon!"

While being dragged, the little boy turned his head. Asahiro Juro and Sheji waved and said, "Thank you, brothers! Goodbye, brothers!"

The woman tugged the little boy's arm again, and said in a low voice, "Go!"

Tojuro and Shaji watched the woman and little boy leave.When Tonjuro turned his head to look at Sheji again, he found that his expression was a bit complicated.

After the two returned to the temple, Tojuro went to light firewood and prepared to take a bath with Shaji.When I went back to the house to look for Sheji, I found that he was not in the house.

"what happened?"

Obviously the atmosphere was good until just now, but at this moment, Sheji was frowning, and he didn't seem to be happy at all.

Tonjuro saw Sheji sitting on the steps at the entrance of the main hall sullenly, and sat beside him, hugging his knees, tilting his head to look at Sheji.The gaze cast on Sheji in his eyes was silently asking Sheji: What's wrong with you?

"It's okay," Sheji didn't want to worry Toujuro, shook his head with a smile, then lowered his head and said, "Actually, I seemed to see my mother before."

"Your mother? In your master's memory?"

"Hmm. I saw a woman holding a baby tightly, in a strange posture. She knelt on the knees, her upper body arched, and she used her body to protect the baby." Shezi took a deep breath, "Her There are bruises on the head and the back of the hands, as if they were beaten."

Sheji closed his eyes, took another deep breath, and said in a trembling voice, "Who would be so cruel and cruel to a woman? Obviously, my mother died to protect me, but what about my father? My father Where did I go? Or do I have no father at all?"

Tonjuro hugged Sheji, "Sheji, don't think about it, it's fine."

Sheji was still trembling uncontrollably.

Toujuro kissed Sheji's forehead delicately, and kept saying, "It's okay, it's all over..."

Sheji nestled in Tojuro's arms, breathing in Tojuro's scent greedily.As long as he smells that smell, he can feel safe.His Juro always brought him peace.

"Do you want to know how your mother died?"

Sheji leaned in Tojuro's arms, closed his eyes, and frowned slightly.

"Do you want to know why your father didn't save your mother?"

Sheji opened his eyes and moved his head slightly.

"I can tell you everything you want to know!"

As if suddenly awakened, Sheji straightened up leaning against Tojuro's arms, looked left and right, trying to find the source of the sound he heard just now.

who is talking?

"What's wrong?" Tonjuro noticed Sheji's strangeness.

Sheji didn't see any suspicious figure, so he shook his head, leaned into Tojuro's arms again, and hugged Tojuro's waist tightly with both hands.

Maybe an illusion.

"Sheji, we are about to meet, I am so excited! I believe that when you see me, you will be so excited to scream.

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. "

The author has something to say:

A mysterious character is about to appear, so excited that flies rub their hands

Thank you very much for the little fairies and fairies who saw here!