What happened ten years ago?
Goethe didn't know.
But he knew that this seemed like a good opportunity.
Huang Dangdang was still guessing with his head down.
Just like most fathers who have conflicts with their sons, he didn't say a word, but his heart was already full of mixed feelings and he wished he could stay by his son's side to show concern for him.
As for Huang Dangdang being a daughter?
Same same.
As for the 'Sword Immortal' Li Qiubai, is he the father?
It's the same.
Father, he no longer looks like a father.
The daughter has become the head of the family at an early age. She has lost the gentleness and good manners that a girl should have, and is left with the stubbornness and unwillingness to admit defeat of a boy.
At this time, does it matter who is whose father?
Li Changhai definitely said it was important.
If he dares to be Lao Li's father, Lao Li will beat him to death.
Huang Dangdang doesn’t do that.
Because, the 'Sword Immortal' Li Qiubai is dead.
Squeak.
Goethe opened the window, and the brazier brought heat and a wisp of smoke.
Snowflakes were falling outside the window again.
The light was on in the room of the eldest daughter of the Wang family.
Goethe was not surprised by this.
He could even judge the anxiety and regret in Miss Wang's heart by the sound of her footsteps.
What worries me is whether something irreversible will happen here.
For example, she was overtaken by Huang Dangdang.
What she regretted was why she had to pretend to be generous.
Maybe he was afraid of being disliked by the so-called Mr. Mo.
Goethe rubbed the tip of his nose. He swore that he did not provoke anyone. He behaved well during this "trip to the secret realm". Apart from eating and drinking, he washed away the original mark of power and created and accumulated new marks.
It's boring but I have to do it.
He also wants to live.
Goethe looked up at the snowflakes falling at night.
Scattered, not big.
But it reminded him of more, and he felt more and more lonely. He hoped that there would be someone familiar around him at this time, even those perverts he knew in the 'club'.
A few lunatics working part-time as 'cleaners' would also do.
Even those guys who are unforgivable.
No!
It should be the guy who is unforgivable. Not only is he familiar with the person, but he will also have no psychological burden when he takes action.
Their screams should be able to help him dispel the warmth of the snowy night, right?
pity……
No one would be able to hold on until dawn.
It was before.
Now?
There will be no exception.
"The lunatics and perverts that make people miss them."
"I?"
"Of course not."
"I am just an ordinary person."
Goethe stood at the window, looking at the snowflakes and thinking, and couldn't help laughing softly.
"Is there something good?"
Huang Dangdang came over.
She stood beside Goethe, looking at the snow outside the window, her brows furrowed even more.
As a black soil person.
She doesn't like snow.
She prefers it when it's warmer.
Because you can go play in the water.
It's not like winter, when the weather is freezing cold and ice is everywhere.
"I must go to the Jiangnan water town in the future, where it is spring all year round."
Huang Dangdang said this suddenly without waiting for Goethe to answer.
"oh?"
Goethe collected his thoughts and looked at Huang Dangdang like a normal person, showing just the right amount of curiosity to cooperate.
"I mentioned before that I like water, right?"
"and……"
"Chicken from Jiangnan should be delicious."
Huang Dangdang said something that Goethe didn't know how to respond to.
Is the chicken in Jiangnan delicious?
It should be excellent.
The land and water nurture the people, and the same goes for chickens. They are not as tall as those in the north, but the meat is tender and juicy.
Eggs should also be delicious.
Goethe thought, and always felt that he should go to the kitchen to steam a bowl of eggs.
It can be fried or boiled.
Goethe preferred steamed eggs.
When Goethe made this proposal, Huang Dangdang immediately agreed.
The two of them tiptoed into the kitchen.
The candle in the room of the eldest lady of the Wang family behind him was still on. The image of the eldest lady pacing back and forth could be seen on the window paper. Unfortunately, the eldest lady did not open the window to take a look.
Maybe……
Are you upset?
When the clerk in the herbal medicine shop was cleaning up the place, he already prepared food and condiments in the kitchen. Although it didn't have everything, it had everything that was necessary.
Eggs are no exception.
After all, who can guarantee that you won’t be hungry in the middle of the night?
Midnight snack is itself one of the greatest things in the world.
Two bowls, one large and one small.
The big one has three eggs in it.
The small one has two eggs inside.
Huang Dangdang said that he was also hungry, so he took the eggs and prepared one for himself without hesitation. After finding that Goethe was a bit "clumsy", he started to add water, put in the steamer, and add firewood.
Goethe just leaned on the threshold and waited quietly.
Huang Dangdang's face was flickering in the light of the firewood, and mist was condensed in Goethe's eyes without him looking at him.
"My father should be from the Imperial City Department."
"Only someone from the Imperial City Department can explain everything that I don't understand."
"The Imperial City Department needs to set a benchmark and a target."
"Can……"
"Why is it my dad?"
Huang Dangdang lowered his head slightly and asked softly.
“Because it’s appropriate.”
Goethe sighed and turned his head to look at the snow in the yard.
He made this guess when Huang Dangdang was not affected by the entry into the country like other fairies.
The most appropriate explanation is that the "Sword Immortal" Li Qiubai is from Guanting'er.
As this explanation came to him, Goethe's voice softened as he thought more.
"He was portrayed as unruly, he was portrayed as rebellious, he was portrayed as overbearing, he could spend three months in a brothel listening to music, he could ignore the difference between humans and demons, he used force on your mother."
“It’s all shaped.”
"And the essence?"
"He should be a fairly gentle person, right?"
"gentle?"
Huang Dangdang broke the firewood in his hand.
"If you don't like the word gentle, you can replace it with weakness, hypocrisy, or escapism. All of these are fine."
"And because of these, he is suitable."
"He is easy to be controlled."
Goethe shrugged.
'Sword Immortal' Li Qiubai.
When he first heard the name, he was a little curious and asked people to find out what kind of person he was.
The result he found out was just like the 'Sword Immortal' in his impression.
It was as if the other party was born to be a "sword immortal" .
So perfect.
So perfect.
Then, it's all a scam.
It's very disappointing.
"Softie!"
"Coward!"
"coward!"
Huang Dangdang sang three verses in a row, while Goethe shook his head.
"It's true that he was a coward at first, but he wasn't like that later on. Otherwise, you wouldn't have met Xia Yunfei, and I wouldn't have gotten the 'Sword Pill'."
"Your father is rebelling."
"But the power of comfort (restraint) is too great."
"The void had to be broken."
Huang Dangdang didn't say anything, just added more firewood.
She didn't argue.
She hoped that Goethe was telling the truth.
The two of them were silent for a long time until the steamer began to emit steam. Amid the steam, Huang Dangdang raised his head and quietly touched the corner of his eyes, and then his eyes became firm and sharp.
"You accepted the things. Does that mean you are willing to help me again?"
“It’s not about helping, it’s about cooperating.”
Goethe emphasized.
This emphasis surprised Huang Dangdang.
You can obviously get closer to each other, so why do you push them away?
"I am neither a very good person nor a very bad person. I just want to be a normal person and live the rest of my life happily and peacefully. However, there are always some unexpected things happening."
"These accidents..."
“It’s very troublesome.”
Goethe said this and sat down on the threshold.
Huang Dangdang looked at the hidden expression on Goethe's face.
"It seems you are in real trouble."
"Besides, it seems that my presence will make the trouble worse?"
Huang Dangdang laughed.
It's like a little fox that caught a hen... no, it's a little weasel.
Goethe glared at Huang Dangdang unhappily.
It's a warning.
Huang Dangdang saw it but pretended not to see it.
She opened the steamer, took out her and Goethe's steamed eggs, picked up the pot of soy sauce and gestured, and when Goethe nodded, she poured the right amount of soy sauce into two bowls.
After cutting the egg in the bowl into a cross with a spoon, Huang Dangdang handed the large bowl of steamed eggs to Goethe.
Then, he sat on the doorstep.
The two stood side by side, watching the falling snow in the courtyard.
In Haimen at the end of the first lunar month, the chilly air was filled with the smell of sulfur from residual firecrackers, and the smell of soy sauce and eggs rose up, making the smell even stranger.
But then, it dispersed.
Only the original taste of the steamed egg remains.
Goethe scooped up a spoonful.
Smooth and tender.
It tastes delicious.
It’s a pity that I couldn’t find the green onions and chili oil.
But it's good enough.
"What do you think they will do?"
Huang Dangdang asked while eating.
"The trademark of 'Sword Immortal' Li Qiubai is so useful, we must make the best use of it."
"'Sword Immortal' Li Qiubai is such a useful benchmark and target, so naturally we need to set up another one."
"It just so happens that the treasure of 'Sword Immortal' Li Qiubai will appear on the day of 'February 2, when the dragon raises its head', so it is just right to arrange for such a new benchmark and target figure to appear."
Goethe expressed his own guess.
“There will be twists and turns.”
Huang Dangdang was very sure.
"That's for sure."
"These twists and turns may also be what the people from the Imperial City Department want to see."
Huang Dangdang was a little confused by Goethe's words.
"The Imperial City Department serves Daqian."
"I don't know what the current emperor of Daqian looks like."
"But if they are really the descendants of that guy, they will definitely do something interesting."
Goethe said so.
At the same time, I added in my heart: Even if it’s fake, it’s the same.
"Ten years ago?"
Huang Dangdang immediately thought of the Haimen riot ten years ago.
"have no idea."
“Maybe it’s more complicated than we thought.”
"Perhaps it is not worth mentioning after the surface is uncovered."
"Anyway..."
"Steamed eggs are good. Let's see if there are any other cooked foods . I'm getting hungrier the more I eat."
Goethe changed the subject.
Anyway, it's just a matter of a few days, so he just needs to wait and see.
Don't worry too much.
"There are pig's trotters and sausages, but they are all frozen. I will steam them for you."
"OK."
"I'm going out for a walk."
When Huang Dangdang stood up from the threshold and steamed the food, Goethe walked out of the courtyard and disappeared in a leap.
When he appeared again, he was already wearing a bronze mask.
Imperial City Division?
Beidou Division?
Nandousi?
There are too many people.
He has limited energy and cannot take care of everything.
So, he hopes there will be fewer people.
He, the Taoist master of immortality, will continue his revenge tonight.
Ding, ding ding!
In the second half of the night, Haimen was awakened by the sound of gongs.
"Murder!"
"It's on fire!"
Li Changhai woke up in a daze amid the screams.
Lao Wang was already sitting at the head of the bed, holding a pistol in his hand.
"What's wrong, Uncle Wang?"
"have no idea."
"Get dressed and pack your stuff, just in case."
Lao Wang ordered.
Li Changhai woke up instantly. When he was in his hometown, this kind of chaos happened frequently. He immediately put on his clothes, put on the big sword made by his father, inserted two short guns on his waist, then went straight out of the house and touched the roof.
When I reached the roof, I found that the guys from the herbal medicine shop next door were all there.
Everyone smiled knowingly and began to look outside.
This is because they are worried about being implicated.
But what I am more worried about is that someone is taking advantage of the situation.
"One, two, three...hiss, seventeen fires!"
"Who is this?"
"That was a brutal move. I haven't heard anyone trying to save me yet. Are they all gone?"
Li Changhai asked in a low voice.
"It should be."
"Xiao Qi, take two people to the streets to ask around."
Wang Changgui gave the order, and after seeing Lao Wang go up to the roof, he simply changed his words.
"Come on, I'll go with you."
"Uncle Changgui, count me in."
Li Changhai volunteered.
Going out at this time would be risking your life. If you are not careful, you will be stuck there. Most people don't even have time , let alone rush forward.
Li Changhai felt that he had eaten several meals at other people's expense and felt embarrassed.
Especially the dinner in the evening, it was so delicious.
Wang Changgui patted Li Changhai on the shoulder.
"Walk!"
More people means more strength.
Li Changhai also has some skills, and it's not like he's just giving it away for free.
Wang Changgui and his four companions left the yard, while Zhang Deshou bumped Xia Yunfei with his shoulder in the corner.
The two lived at the other end, which was also where the servants originally lived.
Neither of them disliked it.
The young master of the Zhang family has even dressed up as a beggar, what is there to be dissatisfied about?
Xia Yunfei had to sleep in the open air all year round. He had to burn incense to get a door panel, not to mention a bed and bedding. He also had hot water to soak his feet, which was really comfortable.
"No."
"I promised Mr. Mo to wait."
Xia Yunfei shook his head.
"You promised Master?"
"Well, let's wait."
The young master of the Zhang family scratched his head and stopped instigating Xia Yunfei.
What a smart boy this is. Knowing that Goethe had no feelings for him, he took him in just for the sake of convenience. He didn't dare to throw a tantrum for fear of being kicked out.
However, these eyes were looking towards the kitchen.
I don’t know when, but Huang Dangdang, who originally only steamed pig’s trotters and sausages, suddenly set up a copper hot pot.
Put chives, fermented bean curd and sesame paste in a bowl.
Cabbage, tofu and vermicelli are ready-made.
The mutton is freshly cut and golden.
At this time, the snow was falling heavier and heavier.
It was originally sparse.
But now it has turned into goose feathers.
Swish.
The hot oil sprays on the chopped red peppers, and the aroma is so tempting.
Seeing Huang Dangdang's extraordinary attentiveness, the young master of the Zhang family had some guesses in his heart.
That's what I want to say.
But he immediately stayed where he was.
He has no identity.
Moreover, now that you have a status, it was you, as a disciple, who told the story about the master and his mistress?
If I don’t take a picture, my master will beat me.
Well, take care of yourself.
The young master of the Zhang family squatted at the foot of the wall with his hands tucked into his sleeves.
At this time, Goethe dodged and came back.
No one saw it.
Huang Dangdang also turned around and found that Goethe had picked up the chopsticks to prepare the sesame sauce.
The snow is getting heavier.
It's windy.
It's getting colder.
It was like the coldest winter outside, but it was like summer in the kitchen.
Anyone who sees it will sigh with envy, give a thumbs up and say what a good life it is.
At this time, Wang Changgui and his group came back and brought back news.
The demon from the 'Changsheng Dao' is causing trouble.
Those who died were all from the Imperial City Bureau.
There are also some people who should be from the government office.
All dead.
Not one left behind.
As he said this, Wang Changgui sucked his teeth.
When hearing this, Huang Dangdang's smile became even brighter.
This time it’s not just mutton hotpot.
I also heated up a pot of rice wine.
Gurgle gurgle.
The water surface was rolling, but the pot of rice wine was as steady as a rock, with only a slight fragrance wafting out.