There is a family of three living in the slums of the county town. There are only three houses. Although there is a small courtyard, it is only as big as a palm. This house can be regarded as a poor among the poor.
The owner of the house is Lao Jintou. He is fifty years old. He looks like he is in his seventies. He looks very old. The skin on his face is loose and covered with age spots.
This Lao Jintou usually always has his eyes squinted. When outsiders look at him, they think his eyes are small and he always opens them just a slit.
His wife is the same age as him, but to outsiders, she looks decades younger than him.
The two of them also have a daughter, who is almost twenty years old this year. She is extremely beautiful, like a phoenix flying out of a henhouse.
The patchwork clothes concealed a lot of her beauty, but there were still many people in the slums who were thinking about her.
This daughter is also the most worrying thing for Lao Jintou and his wife at the moment. Matchmakers come here a lot, but the people who introduce them do not have very good family conditions. The old wife and daughter always disagree, and so does Lao Jintou. Helpless, after all, he also hopes that his daughter will marry a good family.
This old Jintou is not a local. He moved here from somewhere more than ten years ago. Despite his old appearance, this person is quite mysterious.
Anyway, outsiders always think that he is talkative and not an ordinary old man.
But no matter who you are, you have to eat, which requires money. The old golden head had no choice but to become a watchman in the end.
Speaking of being a watchman, it is not something ordinary people can do. There are five or six watchmen in several streets in this county, and each person is responsible for one street.
It was a coincidence that one of the watchmen was seriously ill and had to go home to recuperate. Just like that, the old man officially took up his post.
works as a watchman. They have a small house. When evening comes, a few people will come over. If something happens, the government steward will come over and explain. If there is nothing serious, everyone will follow their own streets and start to watch the watch.
Lao Jintou will take a break at home every day during the day, and he will also sleep, but not much. After each update, he will sleep for a while, so as to ensure that the next update will not be delayed.
No one cares whether you sleep or not, but if you are delayed because of sleeping, then you are probably not far from home.
When the time came, Lao Jintou got up from the simple kang, picked up his gong and clapper, and a lantern, and walked towards the street.
On the dark road, his lantern was the only one that stood out. This old gold-headed man was so courageous that he showed no fear at all on the first day. He shouted "Be careful with the candle" and turned around in a circle.
After returning to the check-in room, someone came back first. They usually go out once an hour, so there was plenty of time, so Lao Jintou fell asleep. When the watchmen next to
saw this, no one paid attention. These people actually started chatting, and then started gambling.
The first night went smoothly, and Lao Jintou was able to integrate into the environment.
A month passed in a flash. There was nothing to worry about at work, but things at home made it difficult for him to sleep and eat well.
Somehow, the son of the wealthy businessman Li Bancheng fell in love with his daughter and insisted on making her his concubine.
A steward came over to discuss the matter, but was rejected by Lao Jintou. His daughter could only be a wife, and she would never be a concubine.
Regardless of the other person’s family, this is Lao Jintou’s bottom line.
Although he rejected the other party, Li Bancheng's son was so angry that he brought his servants here to make trouble every day.
Lao Jintou was helpless, and his daughter was so frightened that she could hardly leave the house.
After a few days of this, things calmed down, because Li Bancheng's son disappeared out of thin air.
However, this old golden head has always been uneasy, always feeling that something will happen recently.
One day, Lao Jintou was busy all night. In fact, in this case, he didn't even have to go home to sleep, and he was still in good condition.
But in the early morning, when the sky was dim and bright, the old wife actually found the hotel room. The moment she saw Lao Jintou, the old wife burst into tears.
This frightened Lao Jintou, and he quickly asked what was going on. The old wife cried and said: Our daughter is gone!
Like a bolt from the blue, Lao Jintou was dumbfounded, shook his wife and asked: Make it clear! What's going on?
The old wife explained the situation. She went to bed very early last night, but when she got up this morning, she found that her daughter was missing and disappeared.
Lao Jintou's narrowed eyes suddenly opened in an instant, and a sharp sword-like light poured out of his eyes.
The person next to him even saw it and trembled with fright, as if he had seen a ghost. He had never seen Lao Jintou so terrifying.
Lao Jintou seemed to be an awakened ancient giant beast, with a ferocious aura, but he seemed to have noticed something was wrong, and reluctantly recovered, and his eyes narrowed again.
pulled the old wife and said: Let’s go! Come back with me!
The two of them walked towards the house. When they arrived at the house, Lao Jintou looked at the traces in the house and stopped when he saw the window. The old wife asked anxiously: How is it?
Lao Jintou pondered for a while and said: I know who took away our daughter, you wait at home!
After finishing speaking, the old golden man actually picked up the lantern, the gong and the clapper and walked out.
The rich area was not far away, and Lao Jintou arrived outside a house.
This house is very large, covering several acres. In the city, only Li Bancheng's house can have such a scale.
Lao Jintou stood outside the door and said to the door: Tell your young master! Send my daughter out safely, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences!
After hearing this, the disciple sneered, but he still informed the young master about it.
But there was no reaction. When Lao Jintou saw him, his face turned green. He was already in the early morning. There were few people in the rich area, but there were still people coming and going.
A cold light flashed in Lao Jintou's eyes, and he sneered: Since you are looking for death, then I will help you!
The lantern was lit, the clapper struck the gong, and shouted: The sky is dry and things are dry, remember to light the fire!
A passerby next to him was stunned after hearing this, staring at Lao Jintou, a little confused.
Menzi also heard it and stared at Lao Jintou with a puzzled expression.
Lao Jintou just started to circle around Li Mansion, saying what he just said.
It was just a circle, attracting a large number of people. Everyone felt strange that the clock was playing in broad daylight, and this was the first time they heard this warning.
At the moment when Lao Jintou stood in front of the door again, a cry came from the Li Mansion: Fire! It's on fire! Put out the fire quickly!
A thick smoke rose, and fire rose like a cloud.
The entire mansion suddenly fell into panic, and the voices of crying father and mother came.
saw Lao Jintou, opened his eyes for the second time, and continued to write, but the words in his mouth changed again: In the cold night, go home!
Everyone outside the door was dumbfounded, staring at the old golden head, as if looking at a devil, and no one dared to step forward.
The disciples were already stupid and went in to put out the fire.
It was very strange. There was a big fire inside, but no one ran out. When Lao Jintou returned to the door for the second time, he stared inside without saying anything.
The entire Li Mansion was caught in a fire. People were already running towards the door, but when they got to the door, they couldn't get out. It seemed like there was something blocking them.
A moment later, an old man who was nearly fifty years old, surrounded by people, arrived in front of the door and planned to come out, but the result was the same, he could not come out at all.
Lao Jintou stared at the people close at hand with an intimidating power.
The fire seemed to be spreading, and screams kept coming. The old man looked panicked, stared at the old golden head, and said: Master! Come and help me quickly, I will give you whatever benefits you want!
Lao Jintou snorted coldly and said: Send my daughter out, otherwise you will all die!
Hearing this, the old man was stunned for a moment, and then shouted to a young man behind him: Beast! You did a good thing, bring that woman quickly!
After finishing speaking, the old man knelt directly in front of Lao Jintou and said: It doesn’t matter that they are all my godson. I hope you will not remember the villain’s fault and let our family go!
After hearing this, Lao Jintou said in a cold voice: My daughter is fine, let me spare your life. If something happens, everyone in your house will be buried with her!
After a while, Lao Jintou’s eyes lit up, and his daughter was brought over. Lao Jintou took her out in one fell swoop and asked: How are you, my daughter?
The daughter did not cry or make trouble, and said: Dad! Don't worry! I'm fine!
After hearing this, Lao Jintou breathed a sigh of relief and said: You guys can save your lives!
When he blew on the lantern, the flame inside went out, and the fire in Li's Mansion also went out at the same time.
Lao Jintou turned around and left. When Li Bancheng saw him leaving, he stood up. A servant shouted: Master! The fire is out!
When this man saw it, his face turned ugly and he said: Master!
slapped his son casually and shouted: Beast! Almost got everyone involved! Don't spread this matter again!
In just a moment, the news about Lao Jintou spread throughout the county. Everyone looked at the old Jintou and ran away, as if they had seen a scourge.
Lao Jintou sighed and said: It seems that we are moving again!
The story is over!
Description: Folktales are also a form of literature. Please do not associate them with feudal superstition. Please pay more attention to the author and continue to enjoy the next folktale!
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