The first snow of the year came early, and the snowflakes were scattered one after another.

The streets were scattered and quiet. Occasionally, passers-by walk slowly with umbrellas, and after a while, the snow will decorate the world with snow-white.

There were two beggars squatting on the side of the road, holding a broken oil umbrella, hiding in the corner next to each other to keep warm and avoid the wind and snow.

"I'm hungry." The younger beggar pouted.

The slightly older beggar slapped the little beggar on the head, "Eat, eat, eat, you know!" The bald donkey has eaten up all the coils for you, and you are almost starving to death on the road, do you dare to call hungry at this time? ”

"Hungry is hungry, why don't you dare, if you want to blame Master Xiao Wei for being too stingy, why do you give us this little plate to entangle down the mountain, knowing that I have a relatively large amount of food." The little beggar said aggrievedly.

The short little beggar looked about seven or eight years old, and the older beggar was in his teens, and their clothes were so tattered that they could no longer see their original colors. The hair was messy and dirty, but it didn't stench, it was more like rolling in the mud and going round and round on the mud, stained with mud of different colors.

A young man came out of the Wanghailou restaurant opposite, stuffed the oil paper in his hand into the little beggar's hand, and said with a smile: "Eat." ”

When he opened the oiled paper and saw the buns inside, the little beggar smiled, said thank you, tore off a corner of the oiled paper, wrapped a bun and handed it to his companion.

Beggars still love cleanliness so much? The boy smiled, "You're not local, are you?" Why did you come to Jiangzhou in winter? ”

The young man was kind-hearted, and when he saw the little beggar shivering from the cold, he took off his coat and wanted to put it on the little beggar. Blocked by the little beggar, "I'm dirty, I'll stain your clothes." ”

"No, now the dress is yours. My name is Shen Cheng, what about you? The boy's clothes were still on the little beggar's head. From the head cover to the toes, the clothes have the residual warmth of a teenager, which puts an end to the wind and snow, and is very warm.

The answer to the teenager's question was the older beggar, "My name is Chongyang ......"

The little beggar grabbed the words: "I'm Momiji!" ”

“…… We are from Ho Shan Temple. After Chongyang finished speaking, the young man's eyes revealed a faint surprise.

"Don't doubt it, although we are girls, Buddhism is compassionate, and we grew up in Heshan Temple since childhood." The little beggar explained.

The faces of the two beggars were dirty and could not see the whole picture, but their lips were red and their teeth were white, and their voices were delicate, and their gestures revealed the dignity of a large family.

The reason why the young man was surprised was because they were female babies, and the Buddhism was pure, and the two female babies were a little strange in the temple, not to mention the Heshan Temple, which had never received female pilgrims. Heshan Temple is famous in this area, the mountain gate is in the deep mountains, and few people generally go there.

I didn't see that the young man had malicious intentions, but because he gave a few buns and clothes, the little beggar had a good impression of him. told them about their backgrounds.

When the two were young, their families were in trouble, but fortunately, the master who went down the mountain to make a fortune was merciful and brought them back to the temple. Today, they went down the mountain to find their relatives, and their relatives came to pick them up and go down the mountain, but they met robbers on the way, and they were separated from their relatives.

So he traveled all the way to Jiangzhou, and his relatives' homes were in Jiangzhou.

"What are your loved ones called? I can help you with inquiries. The young man said without hesitation, and invited: "It's cold outside, let's go into the store to avoid the wind." ”

That's a restaurant! It's also good to be able to eat leftovers, and the eyes of the little beggar Momiji are lit up at once.

Chongyang pulled the red leaves and told her to calm down for a while, "It's not appropriate for us to do this, right?" ”

"It's okay, there are no customers in the store, come with me." Shen Cheng took Hongye's hand, and Chongyang followed behind.

Momiji is eight years old, which is the age of innocence, and he thinks that having food is the happiest thing, and he jumps up and down when he walks. Chongyang is fifteen years old, already sensible, and a little restrained.

It was at this time that two people pulled out of the building.

"Master Tian, can you think about it again? If you leave, how will my store be good? ”

Shen Cheng walked a few steps briskly and came to the side of the two, "Mother, what's the matter?" ”

Shen Niang had tears in her eyes, and without waiting for her to explain, Master Tian, that is, the chef in their store, took advantage of Shen Niang's distraction to break free from her pull, and fled without saying a word.

Shen Niang sighed and sat on the ground decadently, "It's over, it's all over!" The guy is gone, and now even the chef is gone, and we're done with the shop. ”

"Now that you're done, sell us the shop." The tone of the flow suddenly sounded.

A few thugs who knew at a glance that it wasn't a good thing came this way.

The head of the gangsters said, "No one in your store will dare to buy it except us." ”

Shen Niang was still very decadent just now, and when she saw these people, her tone hardened, she wiped her face, and stood there, her waist straight, "This store won't sell it to you!" ”

"Why do you bother?" The gangster leader laughed obscenely.

Shen Niang faced the gangsters, and the anger she had received in the past few days turned into anger and opened fire on these people.

From their war of words, things have been restored. It turned out that the bully on the street fell in love with Wanghailou, but Wanghailou is an ancestral business, and the business is very good, so it is impossible to sell it.

For this reason, the bully found someone to come to the store to mischief. Every now and then, someone comes to make trouble and scares away the guests. secretly blackmailed and threatened the guys in the store, the guys in the store left one by one, and the last chef also escaped at this time, leaving only Shen Niang and Shen Cheng in the store.

"We'll see." There are rules on the street, and the gangsters can't do it openly, so they are unwilling to leave this sentence and leave.

Seeing that the gangsters couldn't do anything about themselves, and she was even more angry, Shen Niang laughed, "It's much more comfortable to get out of the bad breath." ”

When he saw Chongyang and them, he gestured to Shen Cheng with his eyes.

Shen Cheng explained: "They came to seek refuge with relatives, and they encountered some trouble, isn't it snowing, I let them come in to warm up." ”

"That's it, then come in quickly, it's cold outside, and there's ginger soup in the kitchen."

There must be a mother and a son, Shen Cheng is kind, and Shen Niang is also kind and comfortable.

After drinking ginger soup, Shen Niang prepared hot water at that time for Chongyang to bathe with Hongye. In the face of Shen Niang's kindness, Hongye hesitated, Chongyang was unconscious, took a bath, and changed into the dress prepared by Shen Niang.

Seeing the cleaned Chongyang and red leaves, Shen Niang suddenly felt her eyes light up, and said, "What a beautiful girl." ”

Hongye tugged at Chongyang's sleeve and whispered: "If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, could it be a human trafficker?" ”

Chongyang raised his hand and gave Hongye a finger flick to his head, "Don't think too much, they are good people." ”

The clothes prepared by Shen Niang were all old clothes worn when she was young, but it did not hinder the delicate spirit of Chongyang and Hongye, and the two of them who had changed into two people before came out of the back room, Shen Cheng was stunned when he saw Chongyang, and he knew that he was out of shape, so he coughed lightly and rushed to Hongye and picked her up.

"Autumn leaves are beautiful in red."

"Thank you!" Momiji is proud.

Shen Cheng smiled at Chongyang, hugged the red leaves and said as he walked: "Although my chef is gone, my skills are no worse than those of the chef, come and try it." ”

"Brother is so nice!" The red leaves swayed heavily on Shen Cheng's face, causing Shen Cheng to laugh heartily.

Momiji turned sideways and said to Chongyang: "Mother, come on, there are a lot of delicious foods." ”

Shen Niang, who was preparing the dishes and chopsticks, stopped with Shen Chengdu. I really can't see it, in their opinion, Chongyang is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he is actually the mother of Hongye, he is too precocious, or his face is too tender?

Momiji explained: "My mother died after I was born, and my mother treated me like my mother, although she was not the mother who gave birth to me, and we are not related by blood, but since I was adopted, my mother has been really good to me." ”

A bit of a chaotic explanation, the two understood, the eldest girl entered the temple earlier, and the little girl entered the temple late, so the eldest girl took good care of the little girl, so that the little girl had the feeling of being taken care of by her mother, but this should be more appropriate to be called sister.

Momiji didn't stop to explain, and continued: "I don't think it's enough to call Sister is not enough to show the relationship between the two of us, anyone can call me Sister, but there is only one mother, and Mother is Momiji's only relative." ”

Hongye said that Chongyang said that they are good people, so they are good people, and when he talked about his background, Chongyang had no intention of stopping it, so there was no need to hide anything from the relationship between the two. The autumn leaves let go, and there were a lot of words.

Chongyang smiled: "I've eaten the buns before, thank you for your hospitality, I'm going to go out, and please take the trouble to take care of the autumn leaves for me." ”

It's just a matter of taking care of the children, it's a convenient thing, and Shen Cheng likes red leaves very much, so he agreed.

Seeing Chongyang go out, Shen Niang asked, "What's that child's name?" ”

Chongyang's generosity made Shen Niang interested, and she never asked her name, but now she wants to know.

"Chongyang, she said her name is Chongyang, from Heshan Temple."

As Shen Cheng's words fell, the chopsticks in Shen Niang's hand also fell.