Beijing Dongzhimen in late autumn is full of bleak feeling, late autumn did not choose the city, even if this is the capital, even if this is the economic and cultural center, but still immersed in the bleak atmosphere of autumn. The fallen leaves are swept in an orderly manner on both sides of the road, forming two rows of orange routes.

A little boy in tattered clothes looked at Dongzhimen, the streets here are so prosperous, although it has been autumn, there are many trades, all kinds of shops are open for business on the side of the road, and the big houses around are so magnificent, the little boy can't help but think, here is a random house is more magnificent than the landlord's house in his hometown. The little boy couldn't help but open his mouth to look at everything in front of him, but then stroked a turban in his arms and muttered: "Mother, I have arrived in Beijing, I will definitely get ahead." ”

He comes from a frontier town in the northwest, grew up in a happy family of four, a kind grandmother, a beautiful mother, a strict but loving father, and a very happy self. Although he was not rich, at least he had no worries about food and clothing, but when he was four years old, disaster fell from the sky. He couldn't remember exactly what happened that day, but it was only clearer and clearer as his mother cried over and over again.

He just remembered that it was also an autumn day, and it was so bleak and bleak. His father picked him up, kept throwing him up and catching him, and that day he recited the whole "University" Father happily said to his mother: "My son can recite "University" at the age of four, and he will definitely be in the middle of the three yuan in the future, and glorify his ancestors for my Lu family." The mother did not answer, but looked at her father and herself with a big belly full of love.

He didn't know why his mother's belly was getting bigger day by day, and when his father told him that he was going to have a younger brother or sister, he cried out with joy, because the neighbor's friends had a younger brother and sister who was like a fart, and he wanted one too. Today he memorized the "University" he had read for a long time and his own followers, so he said loudly to his father: "Double happiness, double happiness." The father was even more happy, and kept repeating: "Well said, double happiness is coming, well said." ”

At this moment, there was a loud shouting outside the door, and the father looked at the closed door suspiciously, and no longer threw him into the air, slowly put the little boy on the ground, and then patted him on the ass to let him return to his mother. The father himself turned and walked towards the gate, and when the gate was opened, the father did not see the small vendors busy selling at the door, nor the people celebrating for various reasons, but in front of him there was only a knight dressed in Mongol clothes, who was whistling past on his horse, and when he saw the gate opened by his father, he did not restrain his horse and still rushed forward, but he quickly drew his bow and arrows and shot arrows.

The arrow shot into the father's chest, and the father staggered back into the door he had just stepped into, and closed the door with all his last strength and inserted the gate of the small courtyard with his last strength, and then as if his strength had run out, he fell to the ground and reflexively used his body against the two closed wooden doors, and then closed his eyes as if he was asleep, and the blood stained his front placket, and printed a large patch of bright red blood. The mother hugged the little boy, and the little boy couldn't stop trembling, but the little boy didn't know what was happening, but kept whispering to his mother: "What's wrong with my father, mother, is my father asleep?" ”

A moist tear fell on the boy's head, and he looked up at his mother, who knew that she was a strong person, but now she was crying. The mother covered the child's mouth with one hand and her own mouth with the other, this is a smart woman, she knows that shouting at this time will only let the Mongolian soldiers outside the door know that there are children and female dependents in the house, it will be more troublesome, she endured the great sadness and grief.

From that day on, the boy never saw his father again, and it was only a year later that he learned from the neighbor's children that his father was dead. Death has no concept for a child, but he knows that he will never see his father again, he ran home crying loudly, his mother was breastfeeding his newborn sister, seeing him crying and entering the door to ask if someone had bullied him, when he knew that he was crying for never seeing his father, his mother also left tears, without too many words just said to the little boy: "Lu Yunzhi, remember that it was the Mongolian soldiers who killed your father on the way to my town to plunder property, and the hatred of the country and the family will never forget you." The boy stopped crying and nodded his head vigorously, and the mother said, "How to take revenge?" The boy was confused and did not know how to answer his mother's question, but his mother looked at him and said firmly, "Be an official, and put down the Tartars." If you want to be an official, you must first read the books of the sages, practice the ways of the sages, and hear the things of the sages, so that you can get ahead and prosper. ”

The little boy remembered what his mother said, and from then on there was one less naughty child on the street, but one more Lu Yunzhi who was studying hard at home. At the age of six, Lu Yunzhi read through the four books by heart, and only knew the Five Classics but was not proficient. At the same time, he is also familiar with the Bagu Wen, from solving the problem to binding the strands, the old-fashioned requirements of the Bagu Wen did not stump this prodigy-like child, he can always write neat sentences that impress adults. When he was able to recite the "Book of Shang" in the Five Classics completely, he found that his noisy sister was missing, so he hurriedly pulled his mother and asked, where did his sister go? The mother just smiled and said to Xiao Yunzhi, "Send your sister to enjoy the blessings." ”

Soon Lu Yunzhi found the changes in the family, the mother who was just doing housework in the past began to weave during the day and mend clothes at home at night, and the rice in the mother's bowl became less and less, she became thinner and thinner, although she and her grandmother ate the same as before, but her grandmother's face no longer had the kind of kind eyes as before, and she just sighed and sighed with a sad face every day, and when Xiao Yunzhi was seven years old, her grandmother let go.

Mother took her hand and left the house, Lu Yunzhi looked up and asked her mother and kept looking back at her home: "Mother, where are we going?" The mother just whispered: "There is a great drought in the northwest, let's go find something to eat." On the way to go, Lu Yunzhi knew an accurate word to describe his life in the next year and a half - fleeing the famine.

In this arduous journey, a lot of changes have taken place, and Lu Yunzhi has changed his name to "Dogan". Mother said that the name is easy to support, and she will change it back when she stutters and drinks in the future. At the beginning, his mother was still urging Lu Yunzhi to recite the Four Books and Five Classics every day, familiarize himself with the Bagu Wen, and study Zhu Xi's thoughts. But later, the mother no longer supervised the "dog egg", and it all relied on the consciousness of the "dog egg". Because my mother always fell asleep when I took a break from the trip, the "dog" who slept soundly late at night sometimes heard my mother's slight but painful **.