Great Sui Storyteller

Chapter 29 029. Dead
When he rushed all the way down the mountain, he didn't go directly to Xishi, but planned to go to the headquarters of Wu Laizi's site and give him this jar of pastry.

The so-called headquarters is nothing more than a deserted yard.

Although there are not many such courtyards in Mocheng, there are also many.

Li Zhen shuttled through the alleys with ease, and then came to the gate of a compound with grass growing on the walls.

"Wu Cripple! Poor Dao is here to send you to blissful rebirth!"

It's sleet and it's freezing cold.

In this kind of weather, beggars would definitely not go out.

And as expected, as soon as he yelled, there was a yelling in the yard:
"You son of a bitch, how can you cry when you wake up in the morning!"

Li Zhenyile:
"Haha, cry for your son!"

After finishing speaking, he kicked the door open, and saw Cripple Wu standing at the gate full of holes, looking at him with his cane.

A few children followed.

It was those little brats who shouted for him to ascend to heaven as soon as possible yesterday.

Li Zhen stepped in and lifted the jar in his hand:
"Here, the one with arsenic added, eat it earlier and die sooner."

Cripple Wu was taken aback...

Some seemed unresponsive.

But two of the children around him were clever, they ran out in the rain, snatched the pot, and after removing the rags from the clay pot, their eyes were full of surprises:

"Father! It's the pastry!"

"..."

Cripple Wu took it, and when he touched it, he could feel it... the pastry was still warm.

The eyes above the unkempt face are a surprise:
"Niubi, are you rich?"

"Haha~ I won't tell you now."

Li Zhen smiled a little proudly, but also a little wickedly.

The heart says you eat.

Once I take a bite, I'm telling you there's rat shit in it.

Then after you spit it out, I will say "to tease you"... I can't even make fun of you!
Hahaha~
As expected, Cripple Wu took out the jar of about a dozen pieces one by one and distributed them to the children around him.

While dividing, he also yelled:

"I know you have a conscience! Eat slowly, don't steal from others!"

Seeing the children devouring the food, he scolded, and then he took out a pastry, holding the clay pot, took a bite, and muttered:

"By the way, Niubi, let me tell you something."

Li Zhen was going to follow the script, but he was taken aback when he heard this:
"what?"

See Wu lame to say:
"Old Mrs. Zheng is dead."

"...?"

Li Zhen was stunned, the bad tastes in his mind disappeared instantly, and he subconsciously said:
"Who... who died?"

"Madam Zheng."

"...Grandma Zheng at the gate of the West Market?!"

"Correct."

Biting some rough pastry, Wu Laizi nodded:

"Yesterday, the kids went to beg for food. I saw it. The yamen found out that the old lady went to wash clothes by the river, and her head..."

Pointing to the location of the temple of his head:

"I got it. I lost my breath on the spot... Oh, that's poor, old lady Zheng, you don't know that there is only one granddaughter left. There are only a few copper coins at home. I heard the little ones learn from me , Said that someone gave an idea to let that girl go to West Market to plant a yellow label today."

To insert a yellow label is to insert a straw stick into the back of one's own neck.

sell yourself.

To put it bluntly, it has the same meaning as what is shown on TV in later generations to sell one's body to bury one's father.

Upon hearing this, Li Zhen hurriedly asked:

"Then what about the family who asked Granny Zheng to do the laundry? Didn't they lose money?"

"...?"

Cripple Wu looked at Li Zhen with "Are you crazy" eyes:

"Old Mrs. Zheng is not careful, who can blame her? It's so slippery this day... By the way, do you know which house washes it? She fell by herself, and no one else hurt her. Even if the people from the yamen find that house If others don’t admit it, it’s hard to be punished? Don’t you know? It’s said that a big man has come to our place these days, and the old man is eager for peace. An old woman will die when she dies. The Wushamao is about to change its position. In the past few days, there are several yamen guards at the gate of Mingyuan Drum in the lobby, fearing that someone will cause trouble..."

"..."

Hearing this, Li Zhen turned around and left.

But after taking two steps, I looked up at the sky...

It will still be raining and snowing.

This girl... Has she arrived in West Market yet?Or at home?
After thinking for a while, he quickly turned his head and looked at Cripple Wu:
"Do you know where Grandma Zheng's house is?"

"...Oh yes, I remembered, when the old Niubi died, the clothes on her body were still picked up by her old man, right?"

Cripple Wu said, and handed the jar to several children:
"If Daddy doesn't come back, no one is allowed to eat it!"

After speaking, leaning on a cane, he said:

"I will go with you."

"...Hmm! By the way, can you let these brats go to the West Market to have a look?"

"Row."

Cripple Wu readily agreed:
"Son, you guys go to West Market to find that girl from Old Zheng's family. If she is there, tell her to come back first, Niubi is going to read sutras for her grandma."

"I know, Daddy."

A few children ran into the house obediently, took a few broken umbrellas that they didn't know where they came from, and handed one to Cripple Wu.

As a result, Lame Wu didn't want it, but looked at Li Zhen:

"Ox-nosed, hurry up and get an umbrella for Grandpa!"

"..."

Li Zhen was speechless and walked to his side.

As soon as Cripple Wu came out, icy raindrops dripped from his messy hair.

"...Why is your umbrella leaking?"

"I want you to take care of it?"

"Forget it, can you move that leak away from the top of my head, Grandpa?"

"Hurry up! If you don't go for a while, your walking stick will be broken, and I will let you eat mud like a dog!"

"Hahahaha~"

I don't know if it's really heartless or something, Wu Zizi smiled happily, and left the broken hospital with Li Zhen.

After the children left the house, they walked in the other direction.

Li Zhen glanced back, and could still vaguely see the movement of the two children putting the pastry in their pockets.

"Don't look, hurry up."

Cripple Wu urged, and at the same time turned his head and looked at it, and said:
"Next time, you can get more. This jar of pastry will be enough for the brats to eat until tonight. If the rain and snow don't stop these days, you will starve tomorrow..."

"...Do you really regard yourself as your own father?"

"nonsense!"

Limping in the alley, Wu Laizi had a strange expression on his face.

Can't tell what it's like.

But very warm.

"Call me daddy, then I will be their daddy all my life... Let's see later, that girl from the Zheng family looks pretty good, if she can't, she will come begging with me. When I get older in a few years, find a good girl." If she sells it, she might be able to sell it for a tael of silver. Until then, I will guarantee her not to die."

"...Uncle Wu is indeed a hero of the world."

"Hahaha~"

In the rain and snow, a dilapidated Taoist priest and a lame beggar drifted away.

(End of this chapter)