In the camp of Tibetan Sword Villa, a middle-aged man in a cotton jacket is standing in the snow with an account book and a pen in his hand, counting the refugees he has taken in today.

Suddenly, the guard guarding the door outside the camp came up and whispered in his ear: "Steward Wang, there is a child outside, saying that Liu Laosan asked him to come!"

Steward Wang frowned and said, "I have already received more than thirty of them today, and it is a little difficult to settle them, he got me another one, how can I arrange it?"

"No way, that kid looks pathetic!" the guard whispered again.

"Pitiful? Look at these people, which one is not pitiful?" Listening to the guard's words, Steward Wang instantly became anxious, pointed to the refugee in front of him wearing a cotton jacket, dirty, and thin like a bamboo pole, and glared at the guard.

"But what about the kid?"

"Get out!" said the king's steward, seeing that the guard had blamed himself for everything.

But when he finished speaking, the guards looked at him motionless.

Seeing this, Steward Wang looked at him and asked, "Otherwise, how do you want me to arrange it?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the refugees who looked weak and said, "Thirty-four, I don't know where to get it, how do you want me to arrange a child? That refugee is willing to adopt him these years? Could it be that I take him back? I can't take care of three or four of my family!"

The guards still didn't move......

Steward Wang suddenly became angry, waved his pen and wanted to give this guard a stroke, spit Xingzi said: "Do you believe that I will give you a sum of money?"

The guards were still looking at him...... The expression was like saying, "I know you're not going to leave that kid behind, don't pretend to me!"

Finally, the steward threw down the pen and the account book, and said to the guards, "Get out of front and lead the way!"

......

At the gate of the camp, Yiyang rubbed his hands to keep warm, and a guard guarding the door looked at him and said, "Child, don't worry, my brother has already gone to tell Steward Wang, he will definitely take you in!"

Yiyang turned his head to look at him, and it took a long time to spit out a few words, "I'm not worried, it's just cold, but what are you worried about, this big brother? The uncle told me that the Nangong family is good, I believe him!"

"You're not worried?" The guard was a little surprised when he heard Yiyang's words!

"No, why should I worry?" Yiyang was a little puzzled when he saw the guard's reaction!

At this moment, an impatient voice came from the camp......

"And where's the kid?"

When the guards heard this, their faces were overjoyed, and they turned to look at the camp and said, "The king's steward is here." ”

......

Steward Wang looked at Yiyang, who was only five or six years old, and couldn't help but be a little surprised. This is really a child, how did a person escape south?

However, he had seen a lot of refugees like Yiyang, so he quickly calmed down and said with a straight face: "What's your name?"

"Yiyang!"

"How old?"

"Five-and-a-half!"

"What about the family?"

"I don't know!"

"Would you like a new home?"

"I can be self-reliant! I will cook sweet potatoes, grill fish, boil autumn leaves, make wild vegetable soup, and build snow canopy. I also learned carpentry from an old carpenter in Cangshan last month, but then he starved to death, and I couldn't save him!" Yiyang said this, his expression was very calm, and it was difficult for the steward and the two guards to be sure that he was really only five years old.

"I'll have a lot of things, like ......," Yiyang continued, but as soon as he said this, he was interrupted by the voice of the king's steward.

"Needless to say, I'm sure you're self-reliant, but you see, we'll only give you a padded jacket, an old wooden house, the kind that leaks water and wind. There are also ten catties of rice, a little oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, a little charcoal, and a bedding, but you have to work for us. Steward Wang still had a straight face, but his hands trembled unconsciously!

The two guards also reached out and rubbed their eyes, and said in unison: "Madi, this snow has drifted into your eyes!"

"Good!" Yiyang nodded solemnly.

Steward Wang beckoned to him and said, "Come in with me!"

After the two left, the guard who had gone to ask the king to take charge sighed: "Amazing child!"

......

In the early morning of the second day, the morning sun rises in the east, and the white earth reflects the light of the rising sun, which is dazzling to the eye.

There is a big mountain lying on the earth, the mountain is divided into two, one is the Tibetan Sword Villa, the other is the mountain behind it, and the valley in the middle is a huge village, and there is a small basin in the valley.

At the beginning of the year, Yiyang followed Steward Wang to the foot of the back mountain, and there was a small piece of flat land in the ravine, and there was a broken wooden house on the flat ground. It's really leaky and leaky!

Steward Wang pointed to the wooden house and said, "This will be yours from now on, since you said that you will be self-reliant, then well, you can make up for the house yourself, I will hire two workers for you, I will lend you the wages, you must remember to pay me back." Also, the rent of this house is this land, you have to open up the wasteland here next spring, you can plant whatever you want, I will give you the seeds, and the next year you will return the seeds to me, if the grain you grow exceeds your consumption in one year, you will have to pay the rest of the rent! Also, within ten years, you must pay back what I have given you, otherwise you will have to go to the mountain village to work as a coolie, there is no kind of salary, there is no kind of freedom!"

Yiyang listened to so much in one breath and felt that it was a little complicated, but he still took a deep breath and said, "Okay!"

"Then I'll go, the workers will come later, and someone will bring you something at noon!" Steward Wang explained the last sentence, and slowly left!

After Yiyang left, he pushed open the door of the wooden house, and a lot of dust fell on the door in an instant, he coughed a few times and stretched out his hand to fan the dust, walked into the wooden house, and immediately wanted to scold the king steward to fuck you!

How many years has this house been uninhabited? The dust is several sheets of paper thick, cobwebs are everywhere, there are several large holes in the roof, and this door is just a few broken planks, how much will it cost to repair it?

What's the difference between that and selling my body, and how much do I owe him?

But after complaining a few times, Yiyang still admitted, if it weren't for others, how many days would we be able to live?

He finds a broom from the corner and starts cleaning the house!

After a while, four or five workers arrived, and when they saw him cleaning the house, they asked, "Son, where are your parents?

Yiyang stopped moving, looked at them and wondered, "Come to work?"

"Hmm!" one of them nodded!

"I'm the only owner of this room, the king didn't say anything, I don't blame him, it's normal to forget something at a great age, you just make up the roof, and also, replace this broken door" Yiyang put down the broom, ready to go outside to breathe, and when he arrived at ......the door, he shook the door, making a creaking sound, and he said with a disgusted face: "This broken door, crunching, noisy." ”

Then, when he rubbed with a few workers, he said again, "Let's breathe?"

The men looked at each other, shook their heads, and began to repair the cabin.

Yiyang built a snowman in the snow, and then asked a worker to borrow a shovel to repair a dozen zhang path down the valley.

In a hurry, the workers repaired the wooden house, and under the death of Yiyang, they made a yard for him, of course, all the materials were in charge of the king!

Then several workers said to him: "What should be done, we have done it, and what should not be done will be done for you, the salary is a total of 600 Wen, which is calculated in a few days, and today is a large amount, you are not a loss!"

The corners of Yiyang's mouth trembled, and he said, "I know, go and ask the king for something, I borrowed it from him!"

"Then let's go!"

"Okay, don't send it!" Yiyang watched a few workers leave, and then stepped on the snow on the ground, and said angrily while stepping on it: "Wang is in charge, you are a profiteer, squeezing my value, Lao Tzu is only a little more than five years old, you are doing this, you are not human......" Yiyang was about to say, and then a voice came......

"Yiyang, aren't you?, what are you doing?" A middle-aged man with a mustache dressed similarly to Steward Wang stood behind him with a subordinate carrying Caimi, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and it seemed that he was another steward.

Yiyang immediately put his hands behind his back, looked at the sky, commanded the toe of his right foot to hit the heel of his left foot, and said casually: "No...... Nothing, entertain yourself!"