For some reason, I woke up this morning with tears in my eyes.

- Mingluo's notes

He always has this habit, when he gets up in the morning, he writes down the dream, and then he falls asleep, and when he wakes up again, no matter where he throws the note before going to bed, whether he can find it, he can remember the dream, no matter how big or small, the score is exactly the same.

But this time it was different.

When Mingluo woke up in the early morning, his mind was blank, he didn't remember anything, he didn't even remember what he had done last night and yesterday, let alone what he dreamed about last night.

But he did shed tears, the tears on his cheeks and neck were dry, but there was still a sour in his eyes, and it was hard to imagine how tears flowed when he slept last night.

So he thought about it for a long time, and he just wrote on the paper: 'For some reason, when I woke up this morning, my eyes were full of tears. ’

After writing, he felt that it was too hasty and simple, not at all like the usual style, Mingluo looked at the line of words blankly, and then started to fold it neatly and put it on the edge of the window, he thought, even if this simple handwriting was blown away by the wind, he might not feel distressed.

So, Mingluo got up as usual, changed clothes, went out, and picked up a hoe to prepare for another day's work.

But today's scene on Qianmo is completely new because of a figure.

"You... Hello... My name is Ziyu... I just entered the village today—" The little girl, whose clothes were in tatters, looked at him timidly from afar, her dirty little hands stirring uneasily with each other.

"Uh... Hello. Mingluo was confused and greeted this suddenly appearing face, "Ling Zun is ......?" ”

"I... I am an orphan adopted by Uncle Qin Yi... If you have to count it, it's Uncle Qin Yi..."Ziyu pursed his lips embarrassedly.

"That's it..."Mingluo was slightly surprised, nodded, and said with a smile: "Hello, my name is Mingluo, in the future, you will be my sister!" ”

“… Hey? Ziyu's eyes widened.

"Haha." Mingluo laughed, "Uncle Qin Yi is very good to me, and the daughter she adopted is naturally my sister!" ”

"Oh..." Ziyu's small mouth circled in a circle, and in response, his little hand nervously pinched the corner of his torn clothes.

"Don't worry, I'll take you to eat a lot of delicious food in the future!" Mingluo stepped forward with a smile and patted her shoulder generously.

"Hmm." Ziyu pursed his lips and nodded, staring at Mingluo's facial features with big eyes, as if he wanted to remember him.

"Huh? I see there's a boy over there, is he coming with you? Mingluo suddenly looked not far behind Ziyu.

Ziyu turned his head when he heard this, and indeed saw a slender figure waving a hoe jerkily on Qianmo in the distance.

"I don't know him." Ziyu turned his head and shook his head at Mingluo and said.

"Perhaps, it's also the adopted child, since you don't know him, then I'm not busy getting to know him." Mingluo shrugged, picked up the hoe and walked towards the public field, there is still a lot of work today.

Ziyu took a step back, let Mingluo go, but a pair of eyes kept staring at the well-proportioned muscle lines on his forearms, and then looked down at his thin arms, pursed his lips, and waited for Mingluo to walk away, she took a deep breath and asked, "Okay... Teach me to farm? ”

"Don't teach." Mingluo stopped, looked at Ziyu's slender ankles and forearms exposed outside his wide clothes, turned around and continued to walk forward: "Little girl's family learns how to farm, go to my house to help me pick up and pick up, and wait for my brother to come back and bring you delicious food." ”

"But..."

Ziyu was about to refute when he heard this, but a voice came from a distance.

"Only when you are full can you have the strength to work, tomorrow I will teach you spinning thread and bamboo, by the way, my house is in the third household of the alley behind you, no need to knock on the door, just go in."

Ziyu stopped talking, looked at Mingluo's back for a long time, and then turned all the words held in his stomach into a breath and exhaled.

"That's... Let's clean up the house for him. Ziyu looked down at his thin and sallow arm and muttered.

"Squeak"

The heavy door panel was pushed open, and the bottom of the door touched the bluestone slab that had been pressed into the earth, making a difficult grinding sound.

A slightly dirty hand took hold of the door, pushed the half-open door open a little more, and then stepped in with one foot, a small foot in a coarse linen platform shoe, and a little fresh earth on the ankle-down black cloth skirt.

Standing still in Mingluo's room, Ziyu looked around in a daze, where does such a room need to be cleaned up.

There was only a bed, a large table, and a small stool. But without exception, they are all made of bamboo, and there is a small clay stove on the side, which is supposed to be used for boiling water for heating.

There were a lot of small objects, such as clay pots, wooden basins, cutting boards made of tree stumps, bamboo teacups, paper and pencils, ink bowls, and two knives, one large and one small. The rest were knives that she couldn't read with her head tilted and small wooden posts wrapped in threads.

In addition, there was a small spinning wheel, which she still recognized, and there was one in her neighbor's house when she was a child, and if it had not been for the slaughter of her village by a group of robbers, she would have been a female worker by now.

Ziyu, who touched the sadness of the scene, breathed a sigh of relief, took care of her own mood, stretched out her little hand and grabbed a broom in the corner, and began to scan the ashes in the house with a pair of eyes.

……

The hoe in his hand pulled out the soil for the umpteenth time, and Mingluo's eyes caught a glimpse of the sky red, so he straightened up and looked towards the sky, but his eyes saw a fire hanging in the sky, and the red glow rendered the clouds on the horizon into a beautiful warm picture.

"Time flies so fast." Mingluo raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"What's wrong, Xiaoluo." A deep voice came from the side.

"Uncle Qin Yi, I'll go to the river to catch two fish to replenish Nanzi's body, and I'll go back first today." Mingluo turned his head and walked towards the middle-aged man who was wiping his sweat not far away.

"I said that you kid did so hard today, and the feeling is to go back and catch two fish early." Qin Yi wiped his sweat and scolded with a smile: "Your kid has already known that Uncle will be heard twice, and I will catch fish for you every day today, and by the way, catch two for your uncle to taste, hahaha." ”

"Hey, Uncle's share has already been settled, you just wait." Mingluo put down the hoe and patted the clods on his clothes, jumped out of Qianmo in two steps, stood on the edge of the field and said with a smile: "I'll go catch fish, and I'll bring you even soup and meat later." ”

"Haha, good boy, get out." Qin Yi laughed and waved his hand at Mingluo.

"Order!" Mingluo pretended to learn the appearance of a play, then took three steps and made two steps, grabbed a straw fork and bamboo basket standing diagonally at the base of the wall, and ran out of Qin Yi's sight.

"Stinky boy." Qin Yi shook his head with a smile.