In life, there are always some small accidents that will completely subvert your worldview.

There is a place in Siqing Mountain that is only for these substitutes to live, covering a very wide area. In the back mountain to take several large halls on the mountainside, the appearance looks extremely magnificent, the tiles in each place are royal glaze, whenever the light hits the mountainside to appear to be golden, bright and shining.

The strange bearded old man in the kitchen said that the Southern Wei Dynasty had a bad habit of showing off, and everything had to be done at noon, and even this kind of house had to be built in the middle of the mountainside, however, it was not a good word, so why?

"If you want to show off, you must take it at noon, because sooner or later you will be punished......"

I remember that after this bad joke was later known by the head, he was forcibly silenced because of his disrespect to the royal family.

After seeing the eldest grandson, when I dragged him to the door, I watched Senior Brother Yun and a few people wearing domestic servants' clothes rob him, so I had to follow them through the back door alone, and a few domestic servants who came later handed over the eldest grandson, who only had half a life at the door, to the two miscellaneous servants in the mountain, gave a few commands, glanced at me coldly, and turned to leave.

With a click, the lock of a door was opened, and the tattered eldest grandson was pushed inside, and before he could get up, the door was locked tightly.

The handyman said to me, "Wherever the little girl came from, go back quickly, lest it be too late and you won't be able to go back if you want to." ”

My eyes widened and I was startled at what I said. Hurriedly picked up my basket and ran away.

In the evening, I took advantage of the dinner to clean up the dishes, I was not tall enough to see the house, I looked left and right and brought a few rocks and looked through the iron railing to the small room. The room was dark all around, with large bundles of firewood piled up in the corners, and the sound of rats crawling over them.

I lit the fire, and saw that the eldest grandson did not scream in panic, he sat in the middle of the room in a daze, and then took off the broken sack that he was draped over his shoulders, bit it with his teeth, and then tore it into strips of cloth with great force, and carefully bandaged the wounds on his body, and the technique was surprisingly skillful.

Really capable.

"Hey, eldest grandson, are you alright?"

The boy looked up at me, "It's not about you, I'm not going to die in front of them." ”

The eldest grandson said slowly in a low voice, tears slowly flowed down, across his thin black face, in the room he hugged his knees, slowly lowered his head, buried his face between his arms, silent, but his back gradually trembled.

"Hey, I'll throw you two steamed buns, you can still eat them."

I didn't hear an answer, so I pursed my lips and wrapped the two steamed buns hidden in my arms and threw them in. There was a fire in the distance, and it was supposed to be a handyman on the night watch.

I clicked on the window frame, "Someone is coming, I'll go first, and I'll come to see you another day." ”

I know very well that these children who come as substitutes must not be treasures held in the palm of the hand by some family. The terrible situation did not give them any hope of survival, and if they did not cheer up, the eldest grandson might not survive this night.

The night is thick, the wind is like a knife, and the bamboo leaves in the mountains and forests are rattling in the middle of the night.

That's how I met that kid.

Afterwards.

Once, he was punished to pick up stones under a waterfall in the mountains, and when he returned, his whole body was covered with purple and blue black marks.

When I saw him, it was still at night, and he was shivering with cold.

Looking at the scars all over my body, I couldn't help crying, "It's too much! ”

The eldest grandson's clenched hand was released, and he stretched out his black fingers to carefully wipe away the tears on my face, pulled out a good-looking smile, and said with a smile: "I'm not dead yet, it's too late for you to cry when I'm dead." ”

I took out a small cloth bag from my back, and the child sat on the ground, neatly unwrapping the cloth bag, and the smell of good food suddenly wafted out.

A large porcelain bowl that I stole from Ah Huang, who was guarding the mountain. A full bowl of rice with some green cabbage leaves piled on top. took out a pair of chopsticks and stuffed them into the eldest grandson's hand, I hurriedly urged: "Sister, I gave it, eat it quickly." ”

He lowered his head, pulled a mouthful of rice into his mouth, his mouth was salty, and there was the smell of tears, his throat was very blocked, he chewed mechanically, and then sobbed softly.

The chopsticks were fiddling in the bowl, and suddenly something was inserted, and when it came out, it was a quail egg that was still steaming.

An egg the size of a thumb, burnt a little.

I laughed and said, "I secretly buried one while I was cooking!" Eat it! ”

The eldest grandson paused slightly, handed the chopsticks to me, and said, "You can eat." ”

I shook my head suddenly: "We eat very well every day, there are so many dishes, now I want to vomit when I eat, and now I can't eat anything." ”

"You've been so good to me."

The sudden words provoked my nose to suddenly sour, and I quickly lowered my head, tears rolling back and forth in my eyes, but I never endured it.

In the distance, the hall is brightly lit, the silk and bamboo are long playing, and the taste of wine and meat is melodious, which is to celebrate the dinner on the eve of the Midyear Festival.

Under the brilliant lights, you can hear the bells in the mountains still ringing.

Suddenly, with a squeak, a pair of hands pushed open the door of the eldest grandson's house, and I was startled and threw away half of the steamed buns in my hand.

The familiar white Yunxiu long sleeves, the young man who came frowned, glanced at the two of me, and his voice was already slightly angry, "Changge, you come out." ”

"II...... Second Senior Brother. ”

Seeing that I was stunned, my brother strode over and lifted the dishes I brought.

"Didn't you hear me! Come back with me! ”

"I ......"

"Go back! This is not the place for you! "The second senior brother tugged at my wrist, the force was terrifying, and a burst of pain came clearly and fiercely from between my wrists.

The behavior of the **** was discovered by the senior brother who was following me. was forcibly dragged away from the bamboo forest by the second senior brother, and at the last glance, he only saw the eldest grandson's face lying by the door and the sleeves that were slightly exposed.

Although he is the substitute for the officials and nobles in Siqingshan, there is still a certain boundary with the official disciples of Siqingshan. Formal disciples are not allowed to leave their homes without reason, and if they are discovered, they will be punished with a rod and then thrown into the mountains to guard the forest for a month.

The relationship between the second senior brother and the senior brother Nayun is very bad, he often warns me not to cause trouble and the upper body is caught by others, and now as soon as my violation is discovered by him, he stares more closely, and often does not leave, and can only occasionally sneak out when the senior brothers are meditating to see those substitutes chopping wood in the back mountain, and take a few glances at the eldest grandson.

It wasn't until a month later that the substitutes were sent out of Siqing Mountain, and the second senior brother let me go slightly.

I thought that I would never see the eldest grandson again, but that guy was sent in again within a few months, with different people's names, and was sent to the handyman one after another, watching the master finish the bright yellow long scroll, every time he shook his head helplessly and could only wave his hand to let the handymen take him down, I can't imagine what kind of elder is so ruthless.

The second senior brother once whispered to me when he was sitting on the stage with me, "Listen to others, that child is regarded as ominous by the family. ”

"This child is ominous, don't let me see her again." Someone in Qingshan Village once said that about me.

But where is my ominous?

Where is ominous for us?

It wasn't until a long time later on the last day of my Siqing Mountain, there were 2,000 people in the whole mountain, and I was the only one left, standing on the edge of the Qianzhang Cliff, seeing the firelight in the sky, the charred wooden pavilion, the ashes of burned memories sent by the wind, and the bloody corpses of the senior brothers everywhere, I realized what was ominous.

I knew I had been immersed in the past, imprisoned in a dream, but it was time to wake up.

It's hurt in the dream, but it's pain when you wake up.

The pain that must be borne in reality.