(15 years ago)

Yasukuni, Makuryūfu.

"Stinky boy, I'll let you steal again!see if I don't kill you!" came the rude cursing of the old butler in the depths of the courtyard, who was striking the young man with a long horsewhip, and the young man put his arms in front of his face, and did not run or scream, but only staggered back a few steps.

"Childe," the old butler turned his head and looked at the round young master behind him with a smile, handed him a somewhat dirty silk robe in his hand, and said with a smile: "This is your clothes, that dog thing usually does some things like stealing chickens and touching dogs, but the little one will definitely keep an eye on him in the future!"

Wei Su glanced at the clothes in disgust, motioned to his subordinates to throw away the clothes, walked to the young man again, raised his foot and kicked him on the leg hard, the young man fell to the ground, but still did not make a sound, Wei Su kicked his waist again, this time he spurted out a mouthful of blood, but lay on the ground and did not say a word, but one arm was blocked in the face, and the other arm was blocked in the abdomen.

"Yin Gechuan, let me tell you, you are just born to a lowly maid under the lord of the mansion, and it was the lord of the mansion who kindly took in your mother and son, but you remember to me, you will always be a slave, you and your prostitute are the same!"

After Wei Su finished scolding, another mouthful of spit sprayed on his body, Yin Gechuan clenched his fists tightly, and his white arms showed blue veins, but he still lay silently on the ground.

After the group of people walked away, Yin Gechuan suddenly got up from the ground, crossed his hands on his abdomen, as if he was carrying something. Cautiously but quickly, he ran to a dilapidated log cabin next to the stables at the back of the courtyard.

"Mother, I'm back!" he shouted excitedly as he entered the door, with a big smile on his face.

"Chuan'er ......" A somewhat thin woman was lying on a broken bed made of thatch, the woman looked much older than her actual age, but through the faint wrinkles on her face, it was not difficult to see that she was once a beautiful woman.

When she saw her son return, she was both happy and a little worried.

"Let my mother see, those villains didn't beat you again, right?" she propped herself up and sat up from the bed, holding her son's face with both hands like a baby, looking left and right, and breathing a sigh of relief when she saw that there were no scars on her face.

"Mother, don't worry, the people in the house are good to me, although those young masters don't want to see me, but they are so busy on weekdays, how can they take care of me!" he finished with a smile, and suddenly took out a burden from his arms, which was a silk robe with a hot steamed bun wrapped in it.

"Mother, you eat this first to satisfy your hunger, this is the kind aunt in the kitchen specially asked me to bring it back. ”

"Have you eaten?"

"Ate ......" As soon as he finished speaking, his stomach rumbled, "Ahem! But I don't seem to have a good digestion lately, maybe I've eaten too much......

He said a little embarrassed, and poured another bowl of water from the side, "Mother, you eat slowly with the water, be careful of choking." The kitchen aunt said, your body is weak, she will cook you some vegetables tomorrow. ”

"Then thank the kitchen aunt for me, you always trouble people ......," the woman said with some embarrassment, and she was about to bite the steamed bun, but suddenly coughed violently.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" he quickly patted the woman's back gently, "I'll go and ask the doctor to prescribe some medicine for you tomorrow." ”

"No need, Chuan'er, my mother is fine, don't spend some money," the woman wiped her mouth, hid the handkerchief behind her, put down the steamed bun in her hand, held Yin Gechuan's handsome face with both hands, and said with a happy face: "You are the best medicine for my mother, and my mother is happy when she looks at you." ”

Yin Gechuan also smiled happily. Although the current life is very hard, in his heart, he can be by his mother's side like this, he knows enough.

At night, Yin Gechuan was lying on the ground, covered with a thin dress, and the woman got up quietly, draped a piece of clothing on him, and looked at him with some distress, but her eyes couldn't help but moisten. Tears flowed down her eyes, but she covered her mouth and nose tightly with her hands, as if she was afraid that she would accidentally cry out and wake up the child.

She turned, pulled out the hidden handkerchief from behind her, and stretched it out with some trembling, but it was stained with coughed up red blood......

Early the next morning, Yin Gechuan got up early, glanced at his sleeping mother, kissed her forehead gently, and then he cautiously stepped out of the room and quietly closed the door. After boiling water and washing his clothes, he hurried to the dining room, and before the servants had arrived, he crept into the kitchen with a bowl in hand.

The kitchen aunt was a sturdy woman with a figure like a cow and a voice as fierce as a tiger, and when she saw Yin Gechuan early in the morning, it was as if she had seen a ghost, and she scolded angrily: "Why did you kid come so early!"

"Auntie, my mother is sick, please, give us more today!" he smiled and begged.

"Don't give me a hippie smile!" The aunt glared at the fierce eyes, picked up the shovel in the pot and slapped it on the head of Yin Gechuan, "Everyone is the same! After saying that, she took off a layer of pot from the bottom of the pot and slapped it into the bowl given by Yin Gechuan, and scooped some leftover leaves from the pot next to her, and impatiently threw the bowl to Yin Gechuan, and picked up the rag and muttered like a complaint, while starting to wipe the table again.

Yin Gechuan's eyes were still staring at the large pot full of braised pork ribs next to him, as if he was waiting for the aunt to finish wiping the table before serving it to him.

"What are you worried about?" The aunt saw that he had no intention of leaving, and glared at him fiercely, but saw that he was staring at the ribs he made, and a nameless anger burned in her heart, raised the shovel and pumped him, and shouted at him while shouting out, while scolding him sharply: "What do you see! You still want to eat meat?

As soon as her last sentence fell, the shovel in her hand was grabbed by the young man in front of her, and as soon as his hand was forced, the straight shovel instantly bent down an arc, and the aunt looked at him incredulously, but was horrified to find that his eyes were flashing with a cold light with murderous intent.

She opened her mouth wide, but she was so frightened that she didn't dare to speak, but a cold sweat broke out on her back.

"Haha......" After a long time, Yin Gechuan's face suddenly showed a pale and weak smile, he looked at the unconsciously bent shovel in his hand embarrassedly, smiled apologetically at the aunt, and then ran away without a trace, leaving the aunt alone stunned......

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