It's really hum, weak.

In the dusty firewood, Uncle Er was lying there helplessly, his body full of stench, and the firewood not far away was even more stinking.

Because there is a clean bucket there.

During the period when my second uncle was sick, he didn't even have the strength to go to the thatched cottage.

Three days later, no one in the yard has ever been there.

Uncle Er was just lying there, with more and more spider webs on his head.

On the fourth day, an old man next door touched him.

Before the person came in, he stood outside the woodshed and looked inside, and shouted tentatively, thinking that his second uncle was dead.

If the person is really dead, the matter must be reported to the government and sent someone to collect the corpse and send the corpse to the charity house.

Otherwise, if this is put, it would be awesome if it is sent.

It doesn't matter if he is a person from a distance. If he is bad, he will live next door to this store, so he can't let people die here and make them smell bad.

Uncle II was not dead, he agreed.

The sound is very weak.

When the old man heard this, he frowned and leaned in and stared at Uncle II's body.

The second uncle was also looking at him, his eyes full of begging.

He thought the old man could give him some food, so he was so hungry.

The old man looked at it for a while, shook his head slightly, then sighed, "You are lucky... but it's useless to sleep here. Who can give it to you?... Today, you might as well go there, maybe you can grab a few steamed buns to eat."

"I don't know where the temple is." Uncle II struggled to sit up, "I don't have the strength to go."

The old man said, "If you don't go, you have to go. If you don't go, you will only starve to death."

Uncle II was stunned for a moment, and said with no strength: "Where is the temple?"

"Go out and walk east, not far away."

After the old man finished speaking, he pinched his nose and left.

The smell in this room was really bad and I couldn't stand it even when I stood outside.

The second uncle sat there for a while, but he was hungry and didn't want to die. The old man was right. If he didn't want to ask for food, there would be only a way out.

So, I wanted to stand up, but after trying several times, I couldn't stand up straight.

My body was trembling, my legs were sore and weak, and my body was also hurt, and tears fell down my pain.

Finally, the idea of ​​not being able to starve to death made the second uncle stand up. He found a stick to support him, moved slowly outside the door step by step, and then walked east step by step.

Many people were looking at my second uncle on the road, and there were many neighbors around me.

Seeing that the second uncle could come out, the neighbors couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The second uncle's appearance is no longer awkward, it is even more miserable than miserable. What's even more terrible is that he smells smelly all over his body. Wherever he goes, people will cover their noses and flash to the side, fearing that the second uncle will suddenly fall on him.

Just moved slowly step by step, and the second uncle walked for an hour after walking the land that others could reach half a stick of incense.

On the way, he couldn't walk many times, but he didn't dare to sit down and rest. He was afraid that he would no longer have the strength to stand up once he sat down.

He leaned against the tree, rested for a while, and then raised his energy and walked forward.

When we arrived at Qiyun Temple, it was already three o'clock in the sun.

At the door, there are many beggars waiting.

Those Hanako were nearby, and the second uncle couldn't understand what he said. Fortunately, these Hanako didn't bully him, but he just didn't allow him to get close.

Because I think my second uncle is smelly.

The second uncle didn't lean into the crowd, and he was exhausted when he walked here. He touched the wall of the temple and waited quietly alone.

The monks outside the temple have set up high platforms and placed many offerings.

Not long after, a monk came to the stage to act.

.Seeing that a high platform had been set up outside the door and lay it down to offer it.

At dusk, the monks came to the stage to act, and they didn't know what sutra they had recited. After a while, they finally finished the ritual.

Later, a young monk threw foods such as rice grains and steamed buns down from the high platform, and he threw them while talking.

"It's time to have a meal!"

The flowers rushed forward, fighting and scrambling.

The second uncle was anxious. It was his turn to steal this way.

I was so anxious that I leaned on a stick and choked forward, shouting to give me some.

As soon as he approached, the few Hanako who were fighting for him immediately walked aside, but nothing was left to his second uncle.

Uncle Er was unwilling to give up, so he still did this.

Until he touched the audience, the smell was so scented that the monks above could not stand it. An old monk asked someone to give him a few steamed buns, and finally coaxed his second uncle back.

After eating the steamed buns, Uncle Er had the strength and slowly came to his senses.

At night, I was going to go back to the shop to sleep, but I heard that there was a Hanazi not far away explaining that there were female relatives coming to visit in the temple and they could ask for some money.

When the second uncle thought that he was already like this, he couldn't go back to Beijing without any money. It would be better to be a flower girl and ask for some money, save the travel expenses before leaving.

After thinking about it this way, I slept directly at this mountain gate.

The next day, there were indeed many pilgrims coming, and there were many female relatives.

Today, it may be a local temple. In addition to the many customers who burn incense, many sell goods, juggle, and storytellers.

The incense burners and leisurely wandered into the temple one after another. The Hanako sat at the front door and did not dare to go in. She just waited for someone to come out before she asked for money.

There are those who are kind and willing to give alms, and those who do not do good will curse them. There are also first-class women who are obsessed with them and have no choice but to give up a few quotations. One day, they will ask for thirty or fifty quotations, and those who don’t want may not have a single quotations.

The second uncle couldn't squeeze the pain for the sores, and the second he was tender and would not beg for it. If it weren't for the miserable appearance, a passing female family looked pitiful and gave him more than ten words, fearing that he would still be hungry at night.

The second uncle dared not use the ten words he had finally obtained. Because his crotch was cut, he specially hid the copper on the soles of his feet.

Although walking is awkward, there is no need to worry about asking someone to steal it.

In this way, the second uncle stayed outside Qiyun Temple and asked for it for six or seven days.

The money I asked for was worth fifty more than one yuan.

One day, a wealthy family came to burn incense. My second uncle kowtowed to the other party on the roadside and asked for help, saying that he was not a Hanazi, but a guest who was sick because he was stolen by a thief. He was penniless and asked for pitifulness.

The female family in the wealthy family heard pitiful and asked someone to give him a hundred cents.

The second uncle was so happy that he got the hundred cents and was afraid that other Hanazi would come to rob him. He hurriedly stuffed it into his arms and kowtowed several times to the sedan chair of the other woman.

In the evening, my second uncle found a secluded place alone, and counted the money he asked for in the moonlight. After finding that there were about 160 words, my heart was thumping.

The next day, he left Qiyun Temple before dawn and found a carriage to buy tickets. Before buying the ticket, he went to the river to wash his body so that he would not get on the bus.

The sores on the body are now scarred. Uncle Er knew that as long as he had scars, the disease would be cured and he felt at ease.

Washed and felt comfortable all over.

Seeing that the clothes were dirty, I simply took off all my clothes and washed them.

Then he folded some bamboo to raise his clothes, and then lay naked on a stone by the river, waiting for the clothes to dry.

I myself think I'm basking in the sun.

I took the time and looked for lice in my crotch. During this time, lice were staring at him very hard and itchy.

After a long time of drying, my clothes were finally dry. I happily put on my top and went to buy a ticket.

After getting on the bus, the second uncle thought about the tragic incident for more than half a month, and the tears couldn't stop flowing down, making the passengers around him look very strange.

The second uncle got on the car, and in the capital, the Liangchen was saying goodbye to the lover.

"My mother used the chrysanthemum you offered to cool down, and the poisonous sores will be cured. They will not hurt or itch anymore. I will ask me to thank you very much." Shouning was a little reluctant to leave.

"How can we let the Empress thank you? Sharing the Empress's worries is our duty as a slave... Besides, your mother is my mother." Liangchen was also very happy, shook his hair, and the big gold chain on his neck made Shouning stunned.

"What does my mother have to do with you?" Shouning gave him a blank look, then he noticed that the golden light on his lover's neck was shining.

Liangchen was particularly satisfied with the large gold chain between his neck, which was three or two.

This golden chain makes him feel particularly social. After the fight, his eunuch Wei's personality will rise and he will be cool everywhere.

Shouning was speechless. He had seen many gold jewelry, but he had never seen anyone wear gold in chains. But let alone, it looked really beautiful.

"Are you really leaving?" Shouning was reluctant to leave.

"We must leave." Liangchen also wanted to stay, but if the heavens don't keep him, it would be useless for others to keep him.

"oh."
Chapter completed!