Chapter 243

Ling Yun's attention is not on the chance. The child in the illusory town is as thin as black charcoal, but he seems to have seen himself.

Mr. Ling Yun is very kind to himself, but he always wants to do something to repay his kindness, so he always does a lot of things. Of course, he feels tired. In fact, most of the time, he is not tired. At the back time, the muddy Mr. Ling Yun hid with him in a cave for a night. That night, Ling Yun never felt so warm in the world.

Ling Yun saw the last picture in the mirage Town, where no one noticed the child, guarding outside the old window, tightly covering his mouth, tears fell down, the woman in the room, yellow and thin, hands tightly grasping the bed sheet, slender eyebrows twisted together, trying not to make any sound.

The night sky of the town is very bright, full of stars, a star across, like falling, the child seems to feel the same, finally put down his hand, finally stopped the tears, he pushed away the room, just gently called: "mother."

Then she called "Niang" gently. There was no light or sound in the room. In the early morning, the neighbors helped to do a simple zombie. In the mountains behind the town, there was a miserable couple sleeping. There was a small, dark child, curled up beside the grave, and didn't go back until night.

Ling Yun turns his head and grins like the child. Sometimes, when other people think that the child doesn't know much, the child does. It's just like in the rockery in King Ling's mansion. He looks at the heads rolling down one by one, and the blood is red. The old housekeeper Fu Bo covers his mouth and says nothing. Later, Ling Yun asks Fu Bo: "grandfather Fu, Where are the adoptive parents? "

"Lord, they are going to be gods in the sky."

He just didn't want to worry about Fubo. In fact, we all know that death is like a lamp out. We can't see it in this life, and we can't see it in the afterlife. The world is vast. Who cares what a child thinks.

When the child's mother was seriously ill, his father died early, and the child took care of the family alone. The best time of the year is spring and summer. There are wild vegetables and fruits on the mountain. Fortunately, he can catch some rabbits. Of course, he doesn't dare to delay too much time, because he still needs to go home to cook, and exchange the collected medicinal materials for the medicinal materials for his mother's treatment, Save a few more times, you can get a copper, the child will happily go to his mother's bed to show off, said: mother, I earned a penny yo~

The woman lying in bed will always say happily: Xiaonian is really powerful.

The five-year-old child, who is still very young, cooks the medicine for his mother with a wooden pier. He feeds the medicine carefully and carefully. Then he goes to the field outside the town and carries a small bamboo basket around his waist. He can almost drag it to the ground to turn loach, crab and eel. When he sees any family that needs help, the child will be happy to help them do it without repayment, If they are willing to give something to eat, the child will not refuse.

In summer, most of them are busy. When the weather is hot, farmers are not willing to go to the fields to weed. The children will take the initiative to help remove the weeds. By the way, they will turn some practical insects to the river and fry them by themselves. As for those who are willing to give them some hard work to eat, they will put them away and go home to their mother.

When the autumn harvest comes, some kind-hearted families will deliberately leave some ears of wheat, rice or corn. The child will bow to the family in the field, and then happily put them away. The child is not willing to ask for help. He earns all the things he gets. There is still a piece of land left in his family, and the child will plant anything. If he doesn't understand, he will ask, Over time, but six-year-old children, in fact, have learned a lot.

Winter is the most difficult. There is no extra firewood at home, and there is almost no food to eat. The food stored is also very difficult. After a winter, the children will help the residents of the small town sweep the snow. If they are willing to give them some food, the children will keep it. Not willing to give, the child will not force, the next day will continue to help sweep the snow.

Because he got up early, when it was still dawn, the dogs around the town began to bark. Most people know that the child came from the front of the house to sweep the snow. From the nearest street to the end of the street, most people got up, some would give the children some food, some would not.

Fortunately, there is enough food for him and his mother for one day. The child will never ask for it. He will help with it, and then others will give it to him if they are willing to.

There are few children in the town willing to play with him, because he is poor, dark and thin. Those who can deal with children are a young man named Xia Liangfeng and a sugar gourd who likes to follow him with a bunch of wild fruits dyed red. He likes to eat sugar gourd, but his family is poor and can hardly afford it, so the younger child, His mother made one for him.

The child actually ate it once. Later, after his father died, he never ate it again.

It's not always snowy in winter. When there is no snow to sweep, the child will go fishing by the river in the town. Sometimes, if he can't catch it, he will go down to the river to catch it, but it's rare, because he doesn't dare to get sick. Illness means death to the child.

The town is not very rich, no one would like to set up a family's rations for such a child.

The street where the children live is called "down street". It's really down street. To the north of the street, it's the only school in the town. There's only one teacher. He's a green shirt Confucian with excellent temperament. When the children pass by occasionally, he will quietly lie on the side of the bed and listen to the children reading. He is envious, but he has no money and no time to read. His mother wants to be taken care of.

This is what children do day after day. After their mother's death, they spend more time worrying about their livelihood. In the past, they didn't dare to change a pair of Spring Festival couplets or save money. He didn't feel that his mother was a drag when she was there, as if she was still at home. But after her death, she didn't want to change a pair of Spring Festival couplets, Old age is just one person. Every year, other people's homes are noisy, and the worst is two people. But he only lives by himself. New Year's Eve dinner will be sitting at the old lame table in a daze, reading in pieces, and then eating with red eyes.

On the first day of the lunar new year, other children can play happily. Chen Nian will give himself a holiday and stand far away and watch them play with firecrackers. If any child is ugly, he will not dare to laugh.

In the year when his mother just passed away, Chen Nian couldn't laugh, but he was amused by a child who smashed cow dung and collapsed all over his body. The child pointed to Chen Nian's nose and scolded: "you're a wild breed who doesn't have father's pain and mother's love. What are you laughing at?"

It was Chen Nian's first time to get angry, the first time to be an adult, but he was only thin and small. He was beaten and kicked by a group of children on the ground until Xia Liangfeng came. As the king of children in this street, Xia Liangfeng had enough deterrent power. Xia Liangfeng, who came back from the Bricklayer's kiln, was tall and big. He carried a child in one hand and threw it out, no matter what it was, Vicious said: "dare to beat my brother again, I even your house to burn!"

It's also the first time since his parents passed away that Chen Nian felt that it was still very good. The parents of the beaten children came to the door, smashed and scolded them. They didn't dare to offend Xia Liangfeng. They didn't dare to deal with you, an orphan without parents?

Xia Liangfeng comes to the door and blocks the children who like to eat sugar gourd but don't have sugar gourd. He embraces them in his arms and stands in front of Chen Nian. He is so angry that Chen Nian is not afraid of anything. He is just worried about his livelihood and will be scolded.

However, after that, no one really looked for the old displeasure, because that night, if someone hadn't been vigilant, they would have been set on fire by Xia Liangfeng and Tanghulu.

Tanghulu was beaten black and blue. Xia Liangfeng ran very fast and didn't let him catch it. Tanghulu was brought back by a man. Tanghulu's mother was also a beauty when she was young. Her life was not too hard. Now it's OK to maintain it. The man said two dirty words. He was so angry that Tanghulu bit on the man's upper arm and was thrown out by the man, When he was about to step on it, Chen Nian quickly blocked the sugar gourd and got a kick.

Chen Nian holds the man's foot and turns him over. He rides on the man and beats him to death. It's an adult. How can a child beat him? Chen Nian is also thrown away. If it wasn't for the cry of his mother, he would lose half his life today.

But how do they know that in the year when Chen Nian's mother passed away, it was the most difficult time for him. On one street, only the mother of sugar gourd gave the child a bowl of rice, soy sauce and rice dressing, who had been hungry for three days. The child ate a big bowl, but she didn't eat it herself. "It's nothing for an adult to be hungry."

Chen Nian is a man who remembers hatred, but he also remembers kindness.

This is the life of a small town. Chen Nian's goal is to save five coppers in two years. As for Spring Festival couplets, you can change them when you have enough.

This is Chen Nian's only recent dream.

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In Nanhai Sea King Hall, a blue robed Confucian sits opposite Nanhai God tianwu. He leans on a chair and plays with a glass and celadon wine bottle. "Give you a chance to make money, don't you really think about it?"

"If you agree to my terms, sir, it's all right." Day Wu Wen and of say.

The middle-aged Confucian's sword eyebrow slightly stirred up, "of course she will come back, but it's not your business, it's not Confucian's business, it's his own business, this condition is not tenable."

"Then there is nothing to say." He was gifted to pour wine for the middle-aged Confucian.

The middle-aged Confucian once again drank all the wine in his glass, and his face was still gentle. "When I came here, I saw a lot of demons hiding in the sea. Although I was not very good at fighting, it was not a big problem to discard a good God. It happened that the layout of Nanye needed a lot of Jinjing, an ancient god with a low rank, But for a long time, it's OK to have three or two mountains and waters in the right place. "

"Sir, is this a threat?" Tianwu said with a smile.

The middle-aged Confucian shook his head and put down his bottle of wine. "You know what's at stake. As for how to choose, it's not your business or my business. The most holy master thinks you're good. It's not your life preserver. Tianwu Zhengshen also knows that my husband is good at Gonghuo, isn't it?"

"Why do you think those scholars all over the world respect you? It's just putting money on your face," the middle-aged Confucian said with a smile. "Don't expect them to save you. If I'm bullied, do you think someone will cut you off?"

Xunsheng is a scholar. He is also a sword immortal. There is one scholar, and there should be two or three in the future. Thinking about this, the middle-aged Confucian thinks that he has a strong waist and can walk across the world.