The Pretty Man I Picked Up [Time Travel]

Chapter 44 Past events

Xu Haorui explained to his master with some embarrassment, "I was the one who said too much before. I drank so much that I couldn't show my face when I was drunk, so you didn't notice it before. In fact, I became slightly drunk after a bowl of wine." For the sake of face, He couldn't just say that he poured it out in one bowl.

Zhang Dazhuang looked at his expression dubiously, but saw that it didn't look like he was cheating. He then confirmed to Lin Qingjiu, who was snickering at the side, whether what he said was true.

Lin Qingjiu pursed her lips and nodded affirmatively at him with her almond-shaped eyes.

"Master, I can still drink a little with you." Xu Haorui couldn't bear to say, seeing the regret on his face.

"Sure, you can do whatever you want, don't force it."

"good."

Xu Haorui got up and brought the fried beans prepared in advance from the kitchen, and gave Zhang Dazhuang some wine.

"Come on, one of the three of us will go." Zhang Dazhuang raised the bowl.

The two of them clinked their bowls together and took a sip of wine.

A fire was lit in the courtyard, the bamboos crackled, and from time to time there were bright golden and red sparks.

Even though there was some distance between his yard and the neighbors, he could still hear the sound of firecrackers coming from Aunt Zhang's house. They were continuous and crackling from far to near, which was particularly festive.

Zhang Dazhuang told them about his youth while drinking.

Perhaps when you reach a certain age, people like to talk about past deeds with their juniors, which is to reminisce and miss them. No matter whether they are good or bad, they are relieved and happy to tell them.

Xu Haorui and Lin Qingjiu listened carefully together, nodding from time to time to show that they were listening.

Despite Zhang Dazhuang's cold appearance, he actually talks a lot and talks endlessly, from interesting stories about his youth, to hunting anecdotes, to the first time he met his original owner.

He looked at Xu Haorui and said: "Back then, you were small, twelve or thirteen years old, about the same height as someone in their teens, but you were quite courageous. There were not many children of this age in the village who dared to look directly at me, let alone Talked about it."

He turned to look at Lin Qingjiu again, "What do you think his reaction was when he saw me?" Lin Qingjiu leaned against Xu Haorui's shoulder and shook her head.

Zhang Dazhuang took a sip of wine and continued: "This kid saw me carrying the prey down the mountain, so he came up to stop me and begged me to teach him how to hunt. He was very stubborn and refused to give up even after being rejected by me several times."

"He followed me directly up the mountain. Tsk tsk. He was very brave. At that time, his little arms and legs were not enough for the wild wolf to fill his stomach."

"Then what?" Lin Qingjiu asked with wide eyes.

"I took him around the top of the mountain and shot a few pheasants. After that, he squatted next to me every day. I had no other choice, so I took him as my apprentice and asked him to handle the prey for me. When he grows up... ..." Zhang Dazhuang narrowed his eyes and recalled, "He was not even sixteen at that time, so he went up the mountain with me."

This is not much different from the memory of the original owner. At that time, it was very difficult for Xie to cultivate the four fields in her family. In addition, she was not in good health, so she could not do as well as others in the field, so the harvest was naturally not good, so she could barely make ends meet.