Outside the city, the abandoned City God Temple.

The beggar Zhu Wu woke up hungry in his sleep.

The main thing is hunger, as if all the internal organs have fallen off, squeezed together, and even the heart is like someone is piercing with an awl.

When he came to this world, Zhu Wu knew that it would hurt to be hungry.

The moonlight shone in through the lattices of the wooden windows and fell on the three people in the temple. A little girl, a one-armed man, and sixteen or seventeen years old, half the eldest son Zhu Wu.

Tucked the tattered quilt on her body to the little girl Xiu'er next to her, and the little girl moved, curled up and arched into the arms of the man next to her. That's Xiu'er and her father, and Zhu Wu calls him Uncle Guo.

Thanks to Xiu'er and her father, otherwise this body would have been fed to wild dogs. The father and daughter of the Guo family, who were beggars, picked up Zhu Wu who fell on the side of the road, and relied on a bowl of rice soup to save him.

It's just that what they don't know is that the beggar they saved has changed his soul after opening his eyes.

In his previous life, Zhu Wu's name was Zhu Wu, and he was a young man. I didn't study well since I was a child, and I was naughty and mischievous. At the age of eighteen, his family sent him to serve as a soldier, and after he was discharged from the army, he worked as a security guard and delivered food, and his last career was a driver for online car-hailing.

Originally, Zhu Wu thought that in his life, that is, he ate and drank Lazar like this. But after a sudden car accident, when you open your eyes, the whole world changes. At the time, he almost went crazy.

Zhu Wu became Zhu Wu, and there were not many useful things in his remaining memory, not even the least time and place were not clear, and he did not have a name. The fifth oldest in the family, named Five, has been herding cattle and farming since childhood, and after his father and mother starved to death, he began to ask for food.

After a few months of relying on Xiu'er's father and daughter, he figured it out. Now it's Dayuan, and this is Haozhou. In other words, his soul crossed over and was attached to a beggar named Zhu Wu.

Zhu Wu of the Yuan Dynasty knew that the dynasty established by the descendants of Genghis Khan. He really didn't know where Haozhou was. can only be inferred from the accents of the Guo family's father and daughter, this is either Henan or Anhui.

The world, like the novelist, is so bizarre, but you have to accept it.

In the past few months as a beggar, Zhu Wu has only one feeling. Hungry, feeling hungry every minute. In the face of this feeling, people do not have any ability to think and miss at all, and even in their dreams they are fat pieces of white flowers.

What is more terrible than hunger is that there is no end in sight and no hope in sight. At first, Zhu Wu thought that he could write and calculate, and he might be able to find something to do in the city.

But he was wrong, a beggar can only be a beggar, he will eat when he wants to eat, or he can only wait for death if he doesn't. In this world, there is no chance for people to escape hunger and poverty.

This is not a costume drama, the common people live and work in peace and contentment. Inside and outside the city, the number of homeless beggars is increasing day by day, and the number of deaths is beyond count.

This is a troubled time, and Zhu Wu asked many people to know that Dayuan is already the eleventh emperor. He didn't know history, but he knew that the entire Yuan Dynasty was only more than ninety years. In this way, there should be a peasant uprising immediately, and this Dayuan is not a few days away.

There is no hope, I would rather be a peaceful dog than a troubled world, let alone a beggar. He often thinks that why God is playing him like this, it is better to let him die.

Suddenly, a snowflake floated in and landed on his face, cool.

Zhu Wu suddenly cried, crying silently.

It also snows in his hometown, but it's not as cold in his hometown as it is here.

………

"Five fruits!"

The little girl Xiu'er's crisp shout pulled Zhu Wu back to reality.

I don't know if it's a matter of speech or accent, the little girl always shouts her brother to the fruit.

The girl's eyes were bright in the night, she had been malnourished for a long time, and she was very thin. The hair is thinned and yellow, and only these eyes are clear and bright.

In the next life, at the age of six or seven, it is definitely a treasure for parents. But in this era, it is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed.

Zhu Wu rubbed Xiu'er's head lightly and laughed quietly, "Why did you wake up?" ”

Xiu'er didn't smile, staring at Zhu Wu, her face expressionless, "Fruit, my father is cold!" ”

Airplanes! The first reaction in Zhu Wu's brain.

Reached out to probe Uncle Guo's nose, and pushed his body down hard, but there was no response except for stiffness.

Another person died five years ago, silently, calmly and suddenly. Uncle Guo is usually not in good health, and he always has a heartache.

Looking at that blue-gray face, Zhu Wu was speechless, maybe he just left, leaving without pain would be a good destination for Uncle Guo.

Covering the uncle's face with a quilt, Zhu Wu held Xiu'er in his arms and curled up in the corner.

"Xiu'er, don't be afraid!"

The little girl lay on Zhu Wu's chest, "I'm not afraid, I know, my father is going to find my mother." When I wait for the day I get cold, I'm going to find my father! ”

Tears brushed down again. Zhu Wu really wanted to look up to the sky and scold angrily, this son of a bitch raised the way of the world.

"Five fruits!" Xiu'er suddenly raised her head, her small eyes were red, "Don't sell me!" ”

"Brother will guard you even if he is dead, and he will not sell you!" Zhu Wu cried, "From now on, we will depend on each other, you are my sister-in-law!" ”

I feel sorry! Xiu'er's mother was sold, and she sold herself to a prostitute village, twenty catties of millet, in order to let the disabled grandfather and daughter live. Then, after eating a full meal, Xiu'er and her mother hanged themselves.

Xiu'er smiled again, and her dirty little hands helped Zhu Wu wipe her tears, "Wuguo doesn't cry, Wuguo is a man!" ”

"Well, brother doesn't cry!" Zhu Wu grabbed her little hand, and she lay in her arms obediently.

It seems to be almost dawn.

Yes, it's dawn. But there was no sunshine, only the clouds were miserable and white.

Whether rich or poor, people must be buried in the earth when they are gone. Anyway, there is open space outside the city, and if Zhu Wu wants to bury Uncle Guo, he must also bury it.

"Xiu'er, kowtow to your father!"

Zhu Wu led the girl to kneel down in front of Uncle Guo, the little girl kowtowed obediently, stretched out her little hand and wiped it on her father's face. Finally, the tears fell.

"You're gone, and you don't leave a word! I know that you yourself are most at ease. Don't worry, let's get acquainted, as long as I don't starve, she won't starve, I will take her as my sister-in-law. You have knowledge, and you bless me and Xiu'er, and bless us to live a good life! ”

After Zhu Wu muttered, he began to move. When a person comes, he must be clean, and the day he goes, he must be clean. When the rags got wet, wipe the uncle's face and hands again.

The little girl helped with the work, and her tears were popping down, but she didn't cry. When he finished wiping, he took out a palm-length knife from Uncle Guo's arms, and a small burden the size of a fist.

The knife is used for self-defense, and it is not easy to ask for food in this world. The beggars in the city were all in gangs, and no one wanted him to be crippled with one hand. But the little girl was red-eyed, and she snatched it and sold it in exchange for a few full meals, which is also the reason why they don't live in the city.

Zhu Wu pinned the knife to his waist, and it was up to him to protect the girl in the future. Then open the small baggage, it is golden millet, and there may be no two taels of light and fluttering. But it's these two or two meters, Uncle Guo hides like a baby.

"Eh, you didn't want to eat until you died!" Zhu Wu sighed and stuffed the millet into the girl's arms, "Keep it, you won't starve to death in the future, you are not allowed to eat!" ”

There was no straw mat and no coffin, and the quilt was torn and wrapped. Zhu Wu and the little girl dragged Uncle Guo's body out of the broken temple.

The ground after the snow creaked, and there was an open space behind the temple, and Zhu Wu took a wooden board and began to dig on the ground. After a while, he overestimated his physical strength, and after a while, he couldn't lift his arms, and he was tired and hungry.

Xiu'er saw him stop and crawled over. I found a tile out of nowhere, and I dug it up. It's just that she's such a small person, what can she do to help.

Zhu Wu smiled, "I don't need you, my brother will come by himself, you go cook some rice soup." ”

"Hmm!"

The little girl nodded obediently, smiling with tears, Zhu Wu seemed to be energetic again. Dig, one after the other.

……

"Wuguo, drink!"

The broken bowl was held by the little hand, and it was brought to Zhu Wu with steam.

He was so tired that he really didn't want to move. Struggling to take it, the clear soup and the rice grains can be counted. However, it is this rice soup, but it is the rice of the two of them.

Zhu Wu raised his head and took a sip, and the hot rice soup was comfortable from his mouth to his stomach.

Then, he gave the bowl to Xiu'er and said, "You drink." ”

Xiu'er didn't answer, "Drink more, you just did your job!" ”

"Brother is not hungry!" Zhu Wu lied with a smile, "Drink quickly, drink brother and take you into the city." ”

I have to go into the city, and I'm going to stop.

After drinking the rice soup, Zhu Wu took Xiu'er's little hand and walked towards the city with the broken bowl. At first, they were the only two on the road, but when they reached the city gate, there were many people, some of them ordinary people who had entered the city, and some of them were beggars who begged for food.

The city is not accessible to everyone, especially homeless people and beggars. The soldiers defending the city drove away in disgust with their weapons, and those who could not enter could only kneel on the side of the road and beg.

Xiu'er ran to the front of a march at a trot according to what Zhu Wujiao taught on weekdays, knelt on the ground with a plop, and said pitifully.

"Uncle, I'm hungry. Do well, and let me go in with the fruit to stutter. Uncle, you live a long life, and your family is healthy..."

"Alright." The old soldier guarding the door scolded with a smile, "The little girl has a sweet mouth, and she will come to this set when she wants to enter the city, go in." ”

Zhu Wu thanked silently according to the most humble appearance of this era. led the girl into the city under the envious gaze of other beggars.

As soon as he entered the doorway, he heard the old soldier shouting behind him, "Wait! ”

Zhu Wu became nervous, pulled Xiu'er tightly, and turned around.

Then he saw the old soldier approaching and asked, "What about the man with one hand?" "Because they often go into the city, Zhu Wu and the old army are also familiar with each other.

"My dad is cold!" Xiu'er looked at the old army, "Wuguo was buried in the morning." ”

The old soldier suddenly sighed, his eyes swept over Zhu Wu's body, and then took out a paper bag from his arms, which should be two pieces of cake. put it in Xiu'er's hand, turned around and left without speaking.

"Thank you, uncle!" Xiu'er shouted crisply behind him.