Copper Coins Chapter 37: The troupe (2)

The scar-faced man looked fierce, not easy to get along with, but actually kind-hearted. To be sure, the men, women, and children who accompanied him were warmhearted. After the scar-faced man told them, not only did they not show the slightest unwillingness, but they took the initiative to move the place and gave Xue Xian and the others an entire empty carriage.

In such a snowy day, the roads in the countryside are a bit difficult to walk. About the fear of being left behind, these carriages were all tied with ropes, one led the other, and the donkey carriage carrying soft things followed behind.

The scarred-faced man wrapped his head and face tightly, put strong wine in his arms, sat in front of the leading carriage, and shouted for others to help remove the reed wood stuck in front of the wheels.

"It's starting, sit tight." He shouted back and drove the carriage away.

Xue Xian and the others were sitting in the third carriage, and it would not be considered crowded if there were five people in a place of four, mainly because Jiang Shining was too skinny, and Lu Tianqi was at most half-sized. child. It does leave a lot of space.

Xuan Min is not very caring about people on weekdays. Except for Xue Xian, no one dares to be shameless with him. Sitting in the carriage, they naturally avoided him cowardly. As for Xue Xian...

Anyway, Shito Zhang sees him like a mouse sees a cat. Every time he looks at him, his scalp becomes numb, as if Jiutian Xuanlei will slash unreasonably at any time.

So when they were seated in the carriage, Shitou Zhang, Lu Tianqi, and Jiang Shining sat on one side very tacitly, leaving the other side to their ancestors who were inconvenient for anyone to mess with.

Xue Xian held the black clothes that he used to cover his face, and when he sat up straight, he glanced at the opposite side, then glanced at the side, smiled at Shitou and said to them, "Thank you so much. You guys."

Stone Zhang turned his head with a sad face: "..." There are three clearly, why do they have to stare at me and say.

Scarfaced man and his group probably traveled a lot, and the donkeys and horses pulling carts ran a lot, and they all cultivated spirituality. It was only by him that he controlled the direction and speed in front of the leading car, and the first few cars followed steadily, saving some manpower.

The layout of the car is also quite complete. The curtains covering the windows are specially nailed with a thick layer of felt, which is heavy and not easy to be lifted or ventilated.

Between the seats on both sides, there is a narrow wooden table, the height is just right, and it can put some things without hanging legs. In the corner of the hood, a semi-arc-shaped card holder was nailed with iron sheets, and a small urinal for the lamp oil and wick was placed in it, which could be taken off and lit at any time. On both sides were neatly folded thin mattresses, which were not big, just the kind that old people used to cover their knees, legs and feet to protect themselves from the wind in winter.

"It's quite complete." Shitou Zhang carefully looked around and sighed: "It seems that people who run on the road all the year round are almost home to their cars."

Before getting into the carriage, an old woman among the Scar-faced man's pedestrians also enthusiastically stuffed a copper heater for them, saying that it would be warm to drink in the carriage, and gave them a small burden, saying: "There is some dry food in it, and there is wine in the car. When it's cold, you can eat some wine with wine to warm up your body. You have to walk two mountain roads. The roads are slippery in snowy days. You may not be able to reach the county seat in front of you before dark. on.”

Stone opened his mouth and said, "No need, no need, I'm ashamed and ashamed", but he held the copper heater tightly in his hand, and he didn't mean to be ashamed at all.

The inside of the carriage was better than the outside, but it wasn't as warm.

The stone was attached to the copper stove to dry the frozen fingers, and his eyes couldn't help but glance at the stack of mattresses, but he and the mattress were separated by Lu Twenqi and Jiang Shining, so rashly reached over the two Go get it, the movement is a little too big. He didn't really want to make any noise in front of Xue Xian's ancestor that would attract his attention.

Stone rolled his eyes twice, turned his face and asked Lu Twenty-seven: "Bring a mattress, let's cover it together, put the heater in the middle, and cover your knees, okay?"

Lu Twenqi glanced at him subconsciously. Although the expression of disgust was not written on his face, it was almost the same: "No, I'm not cold, you can cover it yourself."

Stone held the heater in his palm and didn't want to throw it away, so he pointed at Lu Twenqi's hand with his chin, and said, "Look at your fingers are frozen, have you ever had sores? It's cloudy and wet, you I don't put my hands in my sleeves, it's just so dry and frozen. When I look back, I have sores that make you cry. It's itchy and swollen. It's easy to freeze the skin and crack the flesh. If it grows on the joints, it will be even worse. Fingers, the sores are bruised, the flesh is turned out, you—"

The corners of Lu Tianqi's mouth twitched, and without a word, he pulled a thin mattress from the side, and threw it on his knees: "You better stop talking."

His tone was half Lu Twenty Seven and half Lu Nineteen, as if the bones of a stubborn and stubborn brain were wrapped in a slightly restrained skin.

Stone Zhang didn't care about his indifferent tone, so he put the mattress on their knees and stuffed the copper stove in. In the blink of an eye, the hot copper stove covered the mattress warmly, the heat penetrated into the skin, and climbed up the legs and knees that were almost numb from the cold. It was really comfortable.

Rao is the tough-mouthed Lu Twenqi. After being covered for a while, his frozen face softened a bit. He moved his fingers, and finally put his hand into the mattress and covered it together.

"Hey—that's right." Shito Zhang said: "How old are you? It's not a shame to be afraid of the cold."

Lu Twenqi turned his face away, and dismissed the babble as a deaf ear.

"I don't cover my knees at this age, and I can't walk when I'm old." Shitou continued to talk earnestly with a tone of someone who had come over. Since he got into the carriage, his mouth has not stopped, buzzing. Buzzing, but also a talent.

It's just that as soon as he finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong. As soon as he looked up, he happened to meet Xue Xian, who "couldn't walk" on the opposite side.

Stone's face stiffened, he shrank his neck cowardly, and coughed: "I, I don't speak anymore, I don't speak anymore."

He was quiet. Jiang Shining, who had never spoken, rubbed his temples, but opened his mouth softly and slowly: "Just now on the side of the carriage, you held my hand and asked me not to ask what it meant. ? They..."

Jiang Shining subconsciously glanced outside through the gap in the felt curtain, and then lowered his voice: "Are they weird? Then let's get in the car?"

Stone Zhang heard it and said again: "Isn't it some kind of bandit? It's for the heater and the food, it's not bad."

After he finished speaking, he slapped himself on the mouth and said, "This is the last sentence. I really don't speak this time."

Lu Twenty-seven rolled his eyes without his cousin, as if he couldn't stand this nagging man, but because of Lu Xun's cold temper, he just held back his words.

Xue Xian sat in peace for a while, then began to rummage in the corner of the carriage to find the wine that the old woman had mentioned, and said to them, "There are some taboos here, so it's inconvenient to say. However, I saw that the two cloth bags they carried into the donkey cart were not tied tightly, and there was a little clothing material scattered."

"Oh, I saw it too." Jiang Shining said, "It's colorful, have you seen the play? I think that dress looks like a costume."

Xue Xian took out the jug and began to hold the jug to dissipate heat, cooking the wine cooingly.

"This wine smells good." He muttered, and then took Jiang Shining's words, "What kind of drama should I watch, does it look good to me?"

Jiang Shining: "..." That's right, you sing more than others.

"Can I say one more word?" Shito Zhang asked.

"Who blocked your mouth and pulled your tongue to prevent you from speaking?" Xue Xian said angrily, "Don't talk nonsense, just tell the truth."

"When they got in and out of the car just now to move things, I wandered over to the donkey cart and took a look." Shi Shizhang said, "This little gentleman guessed right, there are some strange things in the carriage of their donkey cart. There are little toys, gongs and drums. They are indeed opera singers. They are the kind of opera troupe where homeless people get together and travel north and south. The one with three scars on his face should be the class leader, and the rest I have counted some, there are old and young, Huadan, Laodan, and Xiaosheng, and that Hualian and Harlequin, the number is just enough for a bigger drama, live together."

There are quite a few opera troupes in the Anqing Mansion. Some troupes live in the theater with less wind and rain, and live a better life. There are also some famous people who can be called names in the folk. There are also some opera troupes who do not have a fixed platform, and they always travel around to sing wild operas. Some famous troupes will be named and invited to sing two times in the theater. Sometimes they set up a simple platform at the corner of the village.

"The eldest brother said earlier that they are also going in the direction of Qingping County." Jiang Shining said, "If there are taboos, then let's not say it. Since you didn't stop us from getting on the bus, we should walk for a while. It's no big deal, right?"

"As long as you don't walk on the road you can't walk, there will be no trouble." Xue Xian said.

After he said that, he threw the hot jug on the wooden table.

Stone Zhang secretly stretched out his hand, wanting to take it. Xuan Min, who was sitting directly across from him, suddenly flicked his fingertips, and Shitou Zhang only felt that something hit his wrist, maybe he touched a numb muscle, and immediately went soft.

"You can't drink this wine." Xuan Min said coldly without looking at him.

"Ah?" Shito Zhang was startled, countless conjectures flashed through his mind, and he withdrew his hand embarrassedly. He thought for a while, then glanced at the cloth package the old woman gave him, "Then this dry food—"

"Let's eat, we can have four people in a car after eating, and it's more spacious." Xue Xian said.

Stone Zhang: "..."

Xue Xian shook his hand, feeling a little irritable.

The heat in the body is always steaming up continuously. Although it is not as torturous as the little dragon, it is not much better. He could only keep gathering the heat into his palms, and then find something cool to dissipate the heat. Once he accumulated it and couldn't disperse it, he couldn't hold back his temper.

He stared silently at the top of the car hood, and seemed to inadvertently put his hand on the wooden table and supported the wooden table's legs.

After about a cup of tea, the carriage jerked, Jiang Shining and the three of them stumbled forward, and subconsciously raised their hands to support the edge of the wooden table.

"Hi--" Jiang Shining took a breath.

Stone Zhang simply cried out "Ow".

Lu Twenqi suddenly withdrew his hand and glanced at Xue Xian: "If you cover it again, the wood will be familiar."

Xue Xian, who had done something bad, pretended not to hear, looked out through the gap in the curtain without turning his eyes, and then silently retracted his hand and placed it on the edge of the car seat.

The time for another cup of tea passed, Xuan Min shook his head, directly pinched his wrist, lifted his hot claws, and said, "Okay, let's cover it in another place."

It's so hot, can this seat still sit people?

Xue Xian thought for a while and pressed his hand on the door.

After a while, the whole car warmed up, and then it started to get warmer.

Lu Twenqi propped his head up, and without a word, lifted the mattress on his knees, and stuffed the copper heater into Stone Zhang's arms.

Jiang Shining silently opened the curtain by the car window and let out two breaths of wind. For a wild ghost who was used to the cold, such a high temperature was really disturbing. They look like steamed buns in a drawer. Anyway, the skin is already cooked, and if you steam it again, the stuffing will be almost the same.

After being bored for a while, Xuan Min said lightly, "If it gets hotter, there will be three more empty seats in the car."

The three buns who were about to come out of the drawer looked at Xue Xian with green faces.

The ancestor lifted his eyelids and withdrew his hand mercifully. Then he wanted to touch the lamp, but Xuan Min pinched his wrist halfway.

The thin porcelain utensils were suddenly scalded by him, and they might explode directly.

Xue Xian wanted to touch the iron hoop on the car door, but Xuan Min pinched his wrist again.

Can the door hoop be hot? Hot and deformed, the door can't be opened.

After being blocked several times, the bald donkey was always the bad guy. When Xue Xian was blown up, he glanced at Xuan Min from the corner of his eyes, and then suddenly stretched out his two claws. In the neck of mercy: "You stop me again, I'm crazy hot and can cook you too, do you believe it?!"

Xuan Min: "………………………………"

The three people on the opposite side were stunned, but no one dared to talk nonsense, for fear that if they opened their mouths, the one who was touched on the neck would be themselves. Suddenly, they all lowered their eyes and looked at the ground silently.

This is not going to last, it's going to be turned upside down...

While there was a commotion in the carriage, I heard a sharp neighing from the horse in front, and the scarred-faced man made a long "hoo--", and then kept reassuring the horse: "Shh-shh-don't I'm afraid."

The carriages at the back were all swaying, and the horses pulling the carriages snorted a few times in annoyance.

"Why did you stop suddenly?" Jiang Shining said with a stiff neck, "Don't you run into any trouble?"

He looked at Xue Xian and said faintly, "What did you say earlier, as long as it doesn't go well, there will be no trouble? No...not so bad luck?"

Ever since Xue Xian gave him a mysterious reminder, he has been very nervous along the way, for fear that something will happen. But... there is a saying that is good - what you are afraid of.