Chapter 118 Don’t Be Afraid (Additional Update for the Leader of YiCi)

"嘤嘤嘤..."

Xiao Huang noticed that his father was in a depressed mood and tried his best to cup his palm with the tip of his wet nose.

Yang Ge smiled, stroked its fleshy head, and said softly: "I'm fine, let's go play."

Xiao Huang didn't leave, but leaned against him, quietly resting her head in his arms.

With its small head, it couldn't understand why Dad was worried.

But it knows that Dad needs its company.

Yang Ge put his arm around his dog and patted it gently.

The other hand is holding a small teapot as big as a palm, sipping the hot tea in small sips, looking at the waning moon that has just risen in the sky, and hearing the shouts of the neighbors on Chaimen Street calling their children to come home for dinner... …

This moment of tranquility is like the gauzy moonlight, gentle and peaceful.

It's like a lover's warm and soft palm gently caressing the cold and stiff face.

It pulls at the adventurous heart of a good man, making him want to lie down and immerse himself in this comfortable time forever.

A truly brave heart is never afraid of setbacks, only ordinary.

Yang Ge quietly observed the chaotic thoughts in his heart and was speechless for a long time.

It wasn't until the warm teapot started to feel cool that he suddenly laughed out loud and said to himself in a teasing tone.

"I don't care about my life, I want to be comfortable!"

"I'm not afraid of death, I'm just afraid of being uncomfortable!"

"Yang Ge, Yang Ge, you are just a commoner..."

At the end, he put away his smile and said to himself seriously: "I know you have never thought about becoming a great man, but someone has to do these things. Since it can be Li Ge, Zhao Ge, Zhu Ge, why not Is it you Yang Ge?"

"If this world could be slightly different because of Qin Yangge..."

"It's not worth your while to come all the way, right?"

He raised his head and looked at the brighter crescent moon, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth: "Then it's such a happy decision. Let's just try our best to teach those self-righteous rotten people a lesson!"

He slapped the dog son's big butt, got up and strode into the back room.

A flash of light soon lit up the back room.

…

The next day, Yang Ge took Xiao Huang to the inn early in the morning and asked shopkeeper Liu for a day off. Then he pushed a wheelbarrow and went to the grain market on the familiar road to buy 60 kilograms of white rice.

When passing by the stall of Liu Mang's father-in-law, butcher Deng, he saw that the stall was selling beaten beef today. He also bought five kilograms of fine beef tendon meat and loaded it on the cart. Butcher Deng even gave him a cow tail by force. …

He pushed the wheelbarrow and strolled out of the city, along the eastbound road, and soon arrived at the Bianhe Pier.

The dock is still so lively, with people pulling fibers, transporting goods, and crossing the river...crowded.

Yang Ge pushed the wheelbarrow forward, found the tracker who was directing the pulling and asked, offering two cooking cakes bought casually on the street: "Uncle, where is the steward of the dock? I have been entrusted by the master to come here to invite you. He brought a message."

The head puller was an old man whose body and bones had long been unable to eat. He only relied on his familiarity to get a bowl of food on the pier. Therefore, although Yang Ge looked young, he did not look down on Yang. Ge, still asking in a friendly manner: "How dare I ask my little brother what your master's name is?"

Yang Ge: "If your surname is Yang, he will keep it and know it as soon as you tell me!"

Seeing the certainty of his words, the old man pushed back the cooking cake in his hand: "Little brother, just wait a moment. The old man will go and ask Master Wu."

Yang Ge smiled and insisted on stuffing the two cooking cakes into the old man's hands: "It's not expensive to eat, so don't be too picky about this junior."

"You young man, you are so polite!"

The old man caught the two cooking cakes with a smile: "The old man's surname is Lu. If you need help with anything when you come back to the dock next time, just come and see me."

The two cooking cakes were indeed not valuable, but Yang Ge's kind and respectful attitude made the old man who had worked as a coolie all his life very happy.

The way he treats people, it seems like he comes from a wealthy family...

Yang Ge smiled and said yes, then watched Old Man Lu turn around and walk into the crowd.

After a while, a powerful man wearing a gray shorts and a black belt tied around his waist took Old Man Lu with one hand and came to Yang Ge three steps away from the crowd and two steps back.

Seeing this, Yang Ge stepped forward and took Old Man Lu's hand away from him. He chuckled and said, "I'm so young, so you should be younger."

When the proud man heard this, he immediately swallowed back what he was about to say. He turned to Old Man Lu and said, "Old Lu, from now on, the merchant ships coming from Suzhou to unload their cargo will also belong to you. Can your men get out of their way?"

Old Man Lu was stunned for several seconds, and then he nodded and bowed with joy: "Let's go, let's go, thank you Mr. Wu, thank you little brother!"

Yang Ge supported Old Man Lu, and the proud man also avoided it, not daring to take offense at his actions: "This little brother's boss and our boss have a close relationship. From now on, this little brother When I get to the pier, I'm going home. You old man, please greet me more in the future and don't let some blind and reckless thing bump into my little brother. What's the matter..."

"alright!"

Yang Ge smiled and interrupted his instructions: "I'm not the kind of clay that breaks into pieces at the touch of a touch. Why should I bother you sir... Sir, you're busy. I'll have a chat with Manager Wu."

"Hey, hey, hey."

Old Man Lu nodded and left quickly. After walking far away, he secretly glanced behind him and saw the handsome young man with a handsome face holding a yellow dog and pushing a wheelbarrow toward the outside of the pier. And the majestic man at the pier , Master Wu, who was right in his words, actually followed him step by step with his head lowered like a follower.

After realizing it, the old man caressed his chest and muttered: "I am hosting a big..."

Halfway through his words, he covered his mouth, withdrew his gaze and left quickly.

When the two of them walked to a deserted place, Yang Ge took out a token left by visitors from the front chain dock to pay New Year greetings and handed it to the proud man.

The proud man only glanced at it, then bowed his head to the end, exchanged tokens with his hands, and said respectfully: "Second Master, if you have something to do, send someone over to call me over. I can't help but come to this smoky place in person."

The entire Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal is the territory of Lianlianwu.

In a small place like Luting County, the wharf was originally managed by gangs affiliated with Lianlianwu.

Since Yang Ge and Lian Lian Wu developed an additional layer of friendship, Li Jincheng sent capable personnel to take over Luting Wharf to prepare for any situation where Yang Ge needed their help from Lian Lian Wu and to deliver news at any time.

As for Yang Ge, he only found out about this when someone from Lianlianwu came to pay him New Year greetings...

Yang Ge collected the token and said calmly: "Some things are not convenient for too many people to know!"

The proud man said: "Young man, I understand."

Yang Ge: "Get up, what's your name?"

The proud man stood up, clasped his fists and replied: "Back to the second master, the younger one's name is Wu Eryong. He was originally the long-term follower of the master of the young dock."

"Wu Eryong, Wueryong...what a good name!"

Yang Ge smiled and nodded.

After receiving his praise, Wu Eryong showed an excited smile on his face: "A humble name does not deserve the praise of a second master."

"If your young master can send you to stay here permanently, you must be one of his most trusted people."

Yang Ge took out a letter sealed with lacquer from his arms and handed it to him: "I need you to use the safest information channel to send this letter to the Yang family in Fengyang and the right envoy of the Mingjiao Light, Yang Yinghao. inside."

Wu Eryong took the letter with both hands and solemnly clapped his chest loudly: "Second Master, don't worry, I will personally take this person for a trip. If you believe in someone, you will lose it if you die!"

Yang Ge smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "There's no need to be so nervous. If something unexpected happens, you'd better protect yourself first. Just destroy this letter."

Wu Eryong's face was sullen and serious: "Second Master, don't worry, there won't be any accidents, but if there is an accident, Er Yong will come and see you!"

Yang Ge put away his smile: "Don't say such stupid things, when dealing with me, saving your life is the first priority!"

After a pause, he added: "The old man just now is very kind. If he can help you, just help him..."

Wu Eryong clasped his hands: "Save it for me!"

Yang Ge waved his hand: "Okay, you can go about your business. I'll leave first. If you have something to do in the future, if it's not too important, you can go directly to the Xiuyiwei Shangyousuo Yamen to look for me. If it's something serious, If it's an urgent matter, go to Luting Chaimen Street to look for me, just ask for Brother Yang, and the neighbors will give you directions."

Wu Eryong: "The little one is sending me off to my second master."

Yang Ge pushed up the trolley: "No, you can go back...Xiao Huang, let's go."

Wu Eryong bowed where he was and watched a man and a dog walking down the Bianhe River. It wasn't until the man and the dog disappeared from his sight that he straightened up and muttered with disbelief on his face: "Second Master, in private, actually So kind?"

In fact, he recognized Yang Ge just now when he saw him.

He was present when Yang Ge killed Duan Yu, the "King of Hell" in Hangzhou, and he recognized Yang Ge's figure and voice.

It was also the one he had seen Yang Ge's stunning sword strike when he killed Duan Yu.

He couldn't compare this gentle young man who always had a kind smile on his face when he spoke, who could treat a hard worker like Old Man Lu with courtesy, and who spoke like an uncle, with the "Sage Revealed True King" who was as heroic as a god descending from the earth. "Yang Erlang connected.

This reminded him of the old dock owner. When the old dock owner was not doing anything, he seemed like an ordinary old fisherman.

"Could it be that mediocre people are pretending to be experts, while real experts act like ordinary people?"

Wu Eryong imitated the smile on Yang Ge's face just now and slowly returned to the dock. His stiff and ferocious smile frightened his minions so much that they trembled and lost their minds: "Second Master, don't you laugh like that?" , The little one is so scared..."

Then, this "Second Master" that Wu Eryong used to listen to was particularly pleasant to his ears, but now he felt horrified when he heard it.

"Don't yell blindly and call me the boss in the future!"

He instinctively wanted to slap the head of the weak-sighted guy in front of him. He raised his hand and then thought of something. Finally, it fell gently on the shoulder of the person who spoke.

But the palm, which clearly lacked much strength, fell on the speaker's shoulder, but still beat him to the ground. He hugged his thigh and cried out: "Second Master, I was wrong. I shouldn't have collected the ferry boat privately." Head fee..."

Wu Eryong:......

Is there any fucking surprise?

…

"Woof woof woof..."

Xiao Huang excitedly rushed to the Chai Fei and raised his paw to dig at the door, but with one claw he opened the Chai Fei that was ajar.

Through the courtyard gate, Yang Ge immediately saw an old fisherman wearing new clothes sitting in the corner and sunbathing in the courtyard.

"Hey, are you finally willing to wear it?"

Yang Ge teased with a smile, let go of the dog leash, turned around, picked up the unicycle with one hand and walked into the yard.

Xiao Huang rushed towards the old fisherman in a flash, and when he was about to pounce on him, he suddenly stopped suddenly and tilted his head to look at him.

The old fisherman hugged it, stretched his neck and said loudly with veins on his face: "Hahaha... As soon as I counted the days, I knew it was time for you to come again!"

He was obviously smiling, but it gave Yang Ge a very labored feeling.

There's nothing wrong with the tone and speed of his speech, but it feels like he's breathing heavily.

Yang Ge grabbed the grain bag and walked slowly into the kitchen house, and asked with concern: "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

As he said that, he let go of the grain bag in his hand, walked up slowly, grabbed the old man's wrist and took his pulse. He felt that his pulse was a bit strange, but upon closer inspection, his internal organs seemed to be normal...

"Hey, winter cough and spring asthma, what could be wrong? It will happen to you when you get older."

The old man slapped his palm away and asked enthusiastically: "What delicious food did you bring here today? I can smell the meat!"

Yang Ge seemed to be in good spirits, he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Beef tendon meat! Good stuff, right?"

The old man's dull eyes widened: "You kid can't break the king's laws!"

Yang Ge: "What kind of royal law can a cow that is thrown to death for public sale in the East Market violate?"

As he spoke, he turned around, grabbed the grain bag and got into the kitchen: "You are in for a treat today. Beef stewed with white radish, the taste... tsk tsk tsk..."

The old man's laughter came from outside the house: "Then you have to hurry up, I've been waiting for you since yesterday."

Yang Ge: "Do you dare to be a little more lazy?"

Old man: "You think I'm still as young as you. When I was your age, I could eat ten fist-sized vegetable dumplings in one meal!"

Yang Ge: "It's not illegal to brag anyway, so you can brag as much as you want."

Old man: "After your household registration is settled, no one will ask you where you came from, right?"

Yang Ge: "Who cares about this? Don't worry. I'm very popular in the city and I know many people. No one will embarrass me after they're full."

Old man: "That's good. Don't be afraid if someone asks you. I haven't told anyone about you. They only know that I fished you out of the river. They don't know anything else..."

Yang Ge: "Well, I'm not afraid!"

He chatted with the old man sunbathing in the yard all the time, and cooked beef at a faster speed.

After a while, the rich aroma of beef filled the small, short and dilapidated yard.

The old man inhaled hard and said with a smile: "It smells so good!"

Yang Ge: "Does it smell good? Just wait a little longer and it will be ready soon. My meat is thinly sliced ​​and won't stew for long..."

He stewed the beef and turned around to wash and steam the rice.

Old man: "Yeah, I'll wait, wait..."

Yang Ge had just steamed the white rice when he heard Xiao Huang's anxious "嘤嘤嘤嘤" cry from outside the house.

He poked his head out in confusion and saw that the old man was sleeping against the wall with Xiao Huang in his arms, and Xiao Huang was pressing his nose into his palm eagerly.

He quickly wiped his hands and stepped forward: "It's cold, please go inside and sleep..."

He stepped forward and pushed the old man gently, but the old man did not wake up.

Yang Ge pushed him again, but he still didn't move.

"Hey, the beef is stewed..."

Yang Ge pushed him persistently, tears welling up all of a sudden: "It's time to eat meat, don't sleep!"

The old man leaned against the wall silently and never responded to his words.

The gentle spring breeze stirred up his messy long white hair, which was crystal clear and translucent, like catkins floating by the river in August...

"Why are you so anxious?"

Yang Ge slowly knelt down in front of the old man, and tears fell into the dust: "Even if we have to leave, let's eat and drink enough before we leave..."

PS1: Thank you to the two leaders of YiCi.

PS2: Two updates of 9,000 words, my energy is severely damaged...My younger brother is getting married at the end of the month, and Feng Yun has to go home to work on his wedding. I have to save manuscripts later for emergencies. There may not be any additional updates this month. Please forgive me.

PS3: Suddenly I realized that I haven’t had any rest for a whole month. How awesome! Fengyun admires himself!

PS4: This chapter may be a bit weird...I'm very sorry.