First Class Taoist Gate

The north wind whistled and rolled up waves of sand and dust. Zhang Bairen was wrapped in black robe, sitting so quietly in the cold north wind, silently meditating and collecting medicine, the sheep in the distance were eating hay. It didn't go far.

　　 "Little sir! Little sir!" Song Laosheng's rough voice came from a distance, followed by Ma Youcai, a small attendant.

　　 "What's wrong?" Zhang Bairen woke up from the state of collecting medicine, opened a gap in his cloak, and looked at Song Laosheng and Ma Youcai who came by.

　　 "Here you!" Song Laosheng showed a waist card and handed it to Zhang Bairen.

　　 "Yu" is engraved with a word on the waist card, behind which is the narration of identity.

　　 "Guardian" Zhang Bairen said in his heart and raised his head to look at Song Laosheng: "What does this waist card mean?"

"The general said, the new year is approaching, and many Taoist and martial arts experts come to watch the excitement outside the Great Wall, fearing that you will be accidentally injured. This is for you, as long as the opponent is not eager, who would dare to brutalize the young man" Song Laosheng hehe Smile.

　　 Zhang Bairen nodded, "Thank you for your concern, General."

　　 Zhang Bairen put his waist card into his arms, looked at Ma Youcai, and then at Song Laosheng: "How are you doing?"

　　 "Thanks to Mr. Xiao, General Song takes special care of me." Ma Youcai scratched his head.

　　 Song Laosheng said: "Why should the young gentleman personally shepherd him? Just ask a man in the army to come to this kind of thing. The young gentleman still needs to practice cultivation."

　　 Zhang Bairen shook his head: "Cultivation is to perceive the world, the human heart, and the red dust. I am in this north wind, watching the sunset over the river, but I have no feelings, and my mood can't help but increase by a point."

"The New Year's Eve is approaching, and the court has sent a batch of good products. At that time, we will give the young gentleman a taste. Everyone will have a happy new year. The spring of the coming year is bound to be an earth-shattering battle. After that, we can return to the frontiers of the Sui Dynasty. Suffer here."

　　 Song Laosheng was full of grievances: "The barbarians in this northern region are the most miserable and poor. Where can they be compared to Daxing City?

　　 Zhang Bairen didn't say much. For the Sui army, the north was bitter cold, so I don't want to give it to him.

　　 Time is long, and almost a year has passed in a blink of an eye. At this time, Zhang Bairen has been practicing day and night for more than three months, and he will be full of medicine.

　　 "Little Mister! Little Mister!" A lively shout came from the entrance of the village, and then the soldiers of the Sui Army came to the village pushing bicycles and stopped in front of Zhang Bairen's house.

　　 Zhang Mu's face moved, she hid in the house, looked at Zhang Bairen and said, "Go and deal with it!"

　　 Zhang Bairen nodded and opened the door, only to see the four or five Sui soldiers with joy: "Little sir, the new year is approaching, and we wish you New Year on behalf of the general."

"Happy New Year?" Zhang Bairen looked at Song Laosheng, and Song Laosheng pointed to the three bicycles behind him: "The finest fabrics and satin were brought by the general in the pass. Fine salt and rice noodles are all good. thing."

　　 While talking, Song Laosheng said, "Come on, hang up the red lantern."

　　 While talking, a group of people came to know each other and began to hang red silk and red lanterns in the yard. It was so festive.

　　 "Where is the peach talisman, change the peach talisman soon"

　　 "Your lantern is crooked"

　　 A group of people called noisy, and they were so busy that it was getting dark before pushing their bicycles away.

The neighbors on the side of 　　 went out one after another to look around, and they all showed envy when they looked at the festive Zhang family in the courtyard.

Uncle Zhang and Zhang Xiaocao looked at the rice noodles in the courtyard with fiery eyes, and Zhang Bairen said, "Tell my mother to make soup and pancakes, and send them to the uncle at night. We can't finish this rice noodles for our mother and son. Uncle moves. Half way, we will move in the beginning of the spring next year, these are unnecessary."

　　 "This...no! No! Rice noodles are precious things, no!" Uncle Zhang shook his head repeatedly.

　　 "Brother Zhang, what kind of kindness have you taken care of our mother and son in the past four or five years? How can it be measured with rice noodles? If you don't accept it, you will look down on us a little bit." Mother Zhang made a slightly angry voice from the house.

　　 Uncle Zhang chuckled, scratching his head honestly, picked up the rice noodles on the ground and threw it over the courtyard wall.

　　 "Bing! I haven't eaten cakes for a long time!" Looking at the pancakes in front of him, Zhang Bairen's eyes are full of memories. It seems that the last time he ate pancakes was a past life.

　　 "Go and show you Uncle Zhang and Xiaocao Duan" Mother Zhang glanced at Zhang Bairen.

　　 Zhang Bairen put the cake and soup in the basket, got up and wrapped it in cotton clothes, and came to Uncle Zhang's house.

　　 Compared with Zhang Bairen's house, Uncle Zhang's house is similar to the pig kennel. No wonder Zhang Xiaocao was raised so black and thin by Uncle Zhang.

　　 But since the marriage, Zhang Bairen has raised his fiancée every day, thinking about the girl’s development plan, and feeding his wife to be fat, Zhang Xiaocao is getting fat these days, and the bones are beginning to develop.

　　 Goat milk and game are offered every day. If you don’t get fat anymore, it’s irrational.

　　 "Guru, Guru"

　　 Looking at the oil cakes and egg soup in front of them, there was thunder in the stomachs of Uncle Zhang and Zhang Xiaocao, Zhang Bairen smiled: "Don't look at it, eat it!"

　　 Uncle Zhang poured a bowl of soup for Zhang Xiaocao, and he poured a bowl at home, and was about to pour it again. Zhang Bairen said: "No, I want to go back to eat."

　　Uncle Zhang is also welcome, and eats wolffully with Zhang Xiaocao. Looking at Zhang Xiaocao with a small mouth and greasy mouth, Zhang Bairen smiled and said, "Is it delicious?"

　　 "Xiaocao ate oil pancakes for the first time, and Xiaocao will eat oil pancakes every day from now on" Zhang Xiaocao said vaguely, like a very hungry little wolf cub.

　　 For the poor, such polished rice and white noodles can't be eaten, especially for people outside the Great Wall.

　　 "Don't eat like this, roll up mutton and green onions." Zhang Bairen personally gave Zhang Xiaocao mutton burrito, and Zhang Xiaocao couldn't help himself.

　　 After a while, Zhang Xiaocao stopped swallowing, holding his stomach, his face full of pain: "I can't eat it!"

Uncle Zhang on the side of 　　 is still struggling, working hard.

　　 Zhang Bairen stepped forward, touched Zhang Xiaocao's round belly, and rubbed it: "It's uncomfortable for you to be greedy this time."

　　 "Xiaocao ate oil pancake for the first time. This is the best thing I have ever eaten." Zhang Xiaocao looked at Zhang Bairen with a pair of eyes.

　　 "Don't worry, from now on, Brother Bairen will give you pancakes every day to make sure you want to vomit." Zhang Bairen touched Zhang Xiaocao's head.

　　 "The pancake is so delicious, why do you get bored and feel sick?" Zhang Xiaocao was puzzled.

"Okay, your father and daughter continue to eat. I am also hungry and I have to go back to eat." Zhang Bairen smiled and walked out of the door and returned home. He looked at the fried oil cakes on the table. The oily golden brown, couldn't help his appetite. , The posture of Uncle Zhang and Zhang Xiaocao reappeared in an instant.

　　 "You eat slowly...don't eat and hold on" Mother Zhang scolded. UU reading www.uukａnshu.com

　　 "This is the first time a child has eaten such a delicious food, I can't help it" Zhang Bairen gobbled it up, vaguely.

　　 Looking at the pancakes and mutton in front of him, a touch of guilt flashed in Zhang's eyes, tears flickered in her eyes, and she touched Zhang Bairen's head: "It's my mother who is incompetent. I have treated you badly."

　　 "No matter what the mother said, the grace of nurturing is greater than the sky. I can survive now and it is already a gift from my mother" Zhang Bairen stopped swallowing, with a straight face.

　　 "Don't be wordy, kid, eat!" Mother Zhang glared at Zhang Bairen and wiped her eyes: "My son is promising now, and that's the happiest thing for my mother."

　　 The New Years outside the Sai are tasteless, except for the men in the military camp, they are nothing to watch, but Zhang Bairen has a follower beside him. Zhang Xiaocao follows Zhang Bairen all day, even if she is shepherding.

　　 The north wind surged outside the Great Wall, Zhang Xiaocao shrank into Zhang Bairen’s arms, and Zhang Bairen tightened his cloak: "You girl, tell you to stay at home, you don’t want to do it, but just follow. You are suffering this time."

　　 Zhang Xiaocao was silent, but stuck in Zhang Bairen's arms.

　　 What can Zhang Bairen say?

　　 "Years are not forgiving, I am five years old now, and this girl is four years old" Zhang Bairen touched Zhang Xiaocao's arm, it is true that a lot of flesh has risen in the past few months, and his bones have begun to develop.

"Come on! Soon you will see the prosperous Da Sui, the heroes in the pass, are you ready? I Zhang Bairen wants to test the world with a sword, and ask who is the opponent in the world?" Zhang Bairen burst into anger, the sword in his body at this time Affected by arrogance, the will actually began to grow.

　　 "Brother, is it really fun inside Guan?" Zhang Xiaocao said suddenly.

　　 "Of course, in the pass, there are countless things that are more delicious than pancakes waiting for you" Zhang Bairen muttered.