"They're in front!"

A group of people were shouting and shouting, and following their line of sight, two people were fleeing.

"Madame, there's a cliff ahead!"

One of the young men looked at the cliff in front of him, and his heart suddenly felt like ashes.

The woman's expression was not as nervous as a man's, and he looked at the baby in his arms, sleeping soundly.

Then he looked at the baby in the young man's arms, pinched his face gently, and then said in a deep voice: "Let's run separately, Xiaokai, Xiaotian will be handed over to you to take care of!"

"But ......"

"There's nothing to do, run, we're in the shade tree!"

With that, the woman ran in the other direction, and the young man was worried when he saw this, but he ran in the other direction......

Eleven years later......

On the border of the Zhao Dynasty, there is a small town called Minghui Town, and most of the people in the town are ordinary people.

There are no major events happening in this town, and the biggest thing is that Zhang San accidentally watched Li Si's daughter-in-law take a bath, and was accused of going to the yamen, and things like this don't happen much.

On this day, in a small alley of the town, a group of children were punching and kicking a child dressed in gray cloth, and those children seemed extremely excited, while a little fat man was directing this "battle" that seemed fair to him!

"Hit!, shoot him!"

Hearing the little fat man on the side screaming constantly, they beat him harder, and some even began to pull his hair and shake it vigorously.

And the beaten child was already blue and swollen at this time, and there was no backhand power, and the little fat man walked in front of him with a smile licking the sugar gourd.

"Aren't you going to rob my sugar gourd? Come on, it's here, you can take it!"

The little boy looked at the sugar gourd in the little fat man's hand, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and suddenly his eyes froze, and he bit his hand directly with his mouth.

The little fat man suddenly screamed in pain, and the sugar gourd in his hand also fell to the ground, at this time, the little boy seized the opportunity and immediately picked up the sugar gourd on the ground, regardless of whether there was sand on the sugar gourd, and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

The little fat man covered his hands in pain, and when he saw the little boy eating his sugar gourd, he suddenly became angry and shouted at the children next to him: "Don't call me yet!"

When the children heard this, they added punches and kicks again, but the little boy did not say a word.

About half an hour later, maybe they were tired, maybe the little boy had fainted, a few people stopped panting, the little fat man walked up to the little boy and looked at it, and then spit directly on his body, scolding and leading them out of here.

At this time, the little boy quietly raised his head, his eyes glanced around, and found that there was no one, so he slowly got up, supported his waist with one hand, and limped out of the alley slowly.

The little boy walked around the bustling street market, walked along the side of the brook, stopped as he walked, then walked to the stream, washed his face, dusted the dirt off his body, and then shone his teeth at the stream, and then walked along the brook again.

After a while, the little boy walked to a mud hut and stopped, straightened his clothes again, endured the pain, and walked in step by step.

When he entered the house and heard a noise in the kitchen, the little boy stood on tiptoe and walked slowly towards the room.

"Coming back?"

The little boy hurriedly put his hands behind his back and replied seriously: "Well, I'm back!"

"Now that you're back, let's eat, come in and serve food!"

"Shhh

The little boy suddenly relaxed his body, and the injuries on his body couldn't help but hurt again, and he couldn't help but gasp, and then he saw that he tensed the muscles of his whole body again, as if it would not hurt too much.

"What are you doing, grinding!"

"It's coming, it's coming!"

The little boy hurriedly walked into the kitchen, and as soon as he entered, he saw an old man sitting by the stove and burning firewood.

Seeing the little boy come in, seeing his face with a blue nose and swollen face, he couldn't help frowning, he still had dry firewood in his hand, he looked at the firewood and said lightly: "Beaten again?"

The little boy scratched his head and grinned: "It's okay, they are too weak to beat me at all, ...... at the time"

"Don't serve food, let's eat here!"

The old man didn't listen to him, and said impatiently.

The little boy scratched his head and nodded, then picked up the bowl and served the rice, and ate it to himself, smiling and talking over and over again.

"Grandpa, your vegetables are delicious! And this mushroom ......."

"I can't stop you when I eat!"

The old man got up slowly, interrupted him directly, and Wu Zi also took a bowl to hold the rice, at this time, the little boy saw this, and hurriedly finished eating the rice in the bowl, put the bowl down, and said to the old man: "Grandpa, I'm done!"

"Well, let's go rest!" said the old man, chewing slowly.

The little boy nodded hurriedly and limped out of the kitchen, and since he was discovered by the old man, he didn't continue to pretend.

Back in the room, the little boy lay directly on the bed, grinning in pain, but he just didn't make a sound, and glanced out of the door with his eyes from time to time, and saw that there was no movement outside the door, and he was immediately relieved.

The little boy lay on the bed, raised his two hands, and stared at them all the time, as if there was some interesting secret in those scarred hands.

Looking at it, the little boy couldn't stay sleepy and fell asleep.

In the blink of an eye, it was afternoon, and the setting sun reflected on his face through the window, and he was awakened by the sun.

After waking up, the little boy quickly got up and looked around, and then he saw that the previous bruises on his body had disappeared, but the little boy seemed to be used to this strange phenomenon.

Habitually looked at the table in the room, and to the little boy's surprise, there were several small red jade bottles on the table.

The little boy then got up and ran to the table to put the bottle away, then stretched his muscles and felt refreshed.

When he went out of the door, he saw the peasants in the field outside, and the little boy felt a little bored, and when he was about to go back to the house, he found a man, and wondered how he could be willing to go down to the field.

"Brother Bean!"

The little boy shouted as he ran, and a young man with a bitter face in the field heard a familiar voice calling him, and immediately looked up.

At this time, the little boy had already run to the ridge and laughed: "Brother Dou, don't you claim to never come out?

The young man named Brother Dou hurriedly made a gesture of boosing, and just as he made it, he heard a middle-aged man in a field say angrily: "He dares!"

Brother Dou hurriedly turned his head and smiled at the middle-aged man, then turned his head and glared at the little boy viciously.

"Stinky little day, I haven't beaten you for a few days, and I'm talking nonsense!"

The little boy looked up to the sky and laughed, waved his hand and said in an old-fashioned manner: "Hahaha, I just had a fight with those bullies in the town today, it's just a trivial matter!"

"Cut, you can brag, who in this Liu family village doesn't know that you Mo Xiaotian can brag the most!"

Seeing that he didn't believe it, the little boy hurriedly turned his back, picked up the bruises that were not good on his back, and said proudly: "See, this is the evidence!"

Brother Dou saw a little bruise on his back, and said disdainfully: "What are you, look at this scar on my arm, this is a serious knife wound!"

The little boy named Mo Xiaotian was suddenly speechless, opened his mouth and couldn't say anything, at this time Brother Dou shook his arm proudly in front of him, Mo Xiaotian was suddenly furious, pointed at him angrily, and said viciously: "Liu Dou, do you dare to fight with me!"

Hearing his words, he couldn't help laughing, and then looked at him playfully, "Are you sure?

"Good!"

Brother Dou immediately rolled up his sleeves and threw the hoe in his hand aside, climbed the ridge, and the two of them walked to a field that had not been cultivated.

Brother Dou looked at him with a smile and said jokingly: "Xiaotian, I advise you to admit defeat!"

"Less nonsense, come!"

Mo Xiaotian directly interrupted him, and then hunched over, spread his hands, and kept staring at the boy in front of him.

Seeing this, Brother Dou didn't talk nonsense with him, and went up directly to sweep the hall, Mo Xiaotian lost his center of gravity all of a sudden, and saw that he was about to fall, Brother Dou seized the opportunity, turned over and sat directly on his body, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, while laughing and patting his ass with his hand over and over again.

"Drive, Run!"

Mo Xiaotian struggled under him, but it was useless, and then Mo Xiaotian's eyes slowly turned red.

Brother Dou was very upset when he saw this, and hurriedly got up, but at this time, Mo Xiaotian's tears fell uncontrollably, and as soon as Brother Dou covered his face, he knew that he was going to make this move.

The cry resounded through the mountains, the echo penetrated layer by layer, and Brother Dou covered his ears in fear.

"Liu Dou, what are you doing, you are bullying Xiaotian again, and you can't come to work in the field!"

When the middle-aged man in Tanaka heard the cry, he immediately yelled at Liu Dou.

"Hey, hey, it's coming!"

Liu Dou hurriedly replied, and at this moment the crying suddenly stopped, Liu Dou lowered his head, but saw Mo Xiaotian looking at him with a smile, only to see him waving his hand.

"Go ahead, your dad is calling you!"

Liu Dou instantly understood that he was pretending to be crying, and pointed at him with trembling fingers, "You, you, you lied to me again!"

"Liu Dou, don't hurry up!"

The middle-aged man urged again, Liu Dou didn't care so much, and hurriedly said, "Hey, it's coming!"

After speaking, Liu Dou hurriedly ran to the field again, and did not forget to pat Mo Xiaotian's little head before leaving.

Mo Xiaotian didn't care, rubbed his head, stuck out his tongue at Liu Dou's back, and then simply lay in the field, looking at the endless sky and smirking.

"Go tease him tomorrow! right in front of his door, hey, hey!"

Mo Xiaotian secretly thought that since he was a child, he had always been pressed by Liu Dou, and he bullied himself because he was a few years older than him, and this time he caught Mo Xiaotian.