Day after day passed, and the plum blossoms bloomed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The pillar likes the blood-petaled plum the most, the white petals are blood-red, blooming proudly in the cold wind, and there is an indescribable taste.

He thinks that the heroes of Liangshan mentioned by the eldest brother have a bit of this taste, perhaps, people have to be in a little blood, in order to bloom their pure souls.

At dusk that day, he came out of Zhou Delu's grain store and went to the dock to round with his eldest brother. In an alley not far from a mansion, he saw a large crowd of people gathered around.

"It's so pathetic!"

"It's a good thing!"

"Which one will help them?"

He squeezed forward and saw six or seven teenagers about his age lying on the ground, foaming at the mouth and convulsing.

He stepped forward to ask, and it turned out that this mansion often had swill placed outside the mansion for people to collect, and these teenagers often came to find something to eat, and often made the outside of the mansion very dirty. Everyone suspected that the mansion did not know who was vicious and mixed rat poison with swill. These teenagers came to look for food again and fell for it.

The pillar didn't care much, and he saw a dung bucket not far away. He brought it up, scooped up the dung, and poured it into his mouth one by one. And good Samaritans came to help. After pouring the dung water, the pillar clenched his fists, and pressed them near everyone's belly and eyes, according to the method taught by his father, and after a while, some people vomited, but two did not.

The pillar stood up, tilted left and right, and begged everyone to help find a doctor, but saw that everyone shook their heads and sighed. The pillar was very angry, and these people were all speaking Bodhisattva language next to them, and they all seemed to be warm-hearted, but as soon as they moved, there was no one to help. He immediately remembered a sentence in "Zengguang Xianwen": "If you have money, you will be true, but if you have money, you will not be true." ”

So he was immediately relieved: "Also, how much does this cost." In these days, the lives of the poor are worthless. He wandered all the way here, how many corpses did he see on the side of the road? Everyone is too busy to take care of themselves, and if they can be warm-hearted, they are warm-hearted. ”

He thought that the trouble was caused by the swill of the mansion, and they should be able to help, after all, saving people's lives is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter.

So he went and tapped at the door of the mansion, but no one answered.

Zhu Zi had to borrow a cart, pile the seven teenagers on top of the cart, and push it towards the small temple alone.

It was just as the end of the year was approaching, the ground was covered with a thin layer of snow, and the teenagers in the car were all in tattered clothes.

The red lantern in front of the mansion, the vermilion gate and the yellow milk nails on the door are particularly dazzling against the background of the snow. A pair of stone lions with fangs and claws, particularly majestic.

As he walked, he thought, why is there such a big difference between people in this world? Some people are so rich, and some people are so poor, is this the so-called fate? If so, be sure to change it yourself.

Pang Youji waited at the dock for a while, but when he didn't see the pillar coming, it was a little strange, so he also returned to the temple. The small temple was smoky, but it was not the smell of rice, but the smell of herbs. The second child was busy pouring something into the mouths of several teenagers.

Pang Youji walked into the temple and touched the sniff of the person who was closest to him: "Die!" ”

He touched another one: "Die! What are you doing with all these dead people, throw them out? It's almost the New Year, don't get lucky. ”

He saw the second child smiling at him. He knew his temper, so he didn't say anything anymore and just sat on the sidelines and watched the dick get busy.

In the middle of the night, the pillars were busy.

When he walked out of the small temple, he saw a starry sky and a crunchy sound of frogs. He folded his palms and bowed to the surroundings: "I don't know how to practice medicine, but they are so pitiful, please ask the gods from all walks of life to bless me and help me heal them." ”

At daybreak, the pillar found two of them dead, and the rest were fine, and one of them turned out to be a girl. Zhuzi couldn't help but think of Qiu He, remembering the scene when he treated Qiu He, but he didn't know if that little sister had ever thought of herself.

He dug a pit deep in a bamboo forest and buried the two bodies. asked the eldest brother to help take care of the patients, pushed the cart to return it himself, and then went to work at Zhou Delu's place.

Zhou Delu is a great good man, and he heard from people that the pillar saved a few children, so he came to talk to the pillar. After learning that two of them had died, he was very sympathetic, and when he left, he gave the pillar a foreign coin, and a bag of rice, a little meat, and some vegetables.

When he returned home at dusk, Zhu Zi saw that the mansion had opened its door, and it was bustling, and people were coming in and out from time to time.

He couldn't help but think that he was also a rich man, and Boss Zhou and Master Ma were such good people. What kind of broken mansion is this, why are people so bad?

Back at the small temple, the pillar was glad to see that the remaining five people had come to life. The eldest brother was sharing rice soup for them and said, "Drink some rice soup and go, we are so young, we didn't have a place to sleep last night." ”

When they saw the pillar coming back, several people got up and kowtowed to the pillar. The pillar was embarrassed, shaking his hands indiscriminately and hiding as he codged.

Pang Youji was waiting for the pillar to come back to cook, and when he saw the pillar carrying rice in his hand, as well as vegetables and meat, he became happy: "Where did you get it?" ”

"Boss Zhou gave it."

Zhu Zi didn't say anything about foreign money, he thought that he should still put a little money on himself, if he had money on him yesterday, maybe those two wouldn't have to die.

When it was time to eat, the pillar gave only some porridge to each of the five men. Seeing that they were all looking at the meat and smacking their lips, he smiled and said, "You'd better not eat anything too firm and greasy now, your body can't stand it, in two days." But he scooped up some gravy for each of them.

That night, he asked Pang Youji for the doubts in his heart, and for the first time in his life, he heard the word "oppression", and for the first time in his life, he knew that this society composed of people turned out to be a very sinister country.

The five of them were fine, but they didn't want to go.

Pang Youji rushed several times, and they only surrounded the pillar every day.

The pillar only laughed.

It turned out that the five people and the two who died were all refugees. lost his parents in the war, so he had to survive together and marry Jin Lan. When the pillar heard this, he hated the soldier even more.

The two who died were the eldest and second of the seven people, the third surnamed Zhao, the fourth surnamed Wu, and the fifth was the female baby, surnamed Tian, the sixth surnamed Liu, and the seventh surnamed Liu. doesn't have a serious name, and everyone only calls them by rank on weekdays. The five of them all call the pillar the second brother, and the big brother who manages Pang Youji.

According to Pang Youji's meaning, the five should be resolutely driven away, and the sooner the better.

He told the pillar that if he took care of five more mouths, not to mention saving money, everyone would probably have to drink the northwest wind. Pillars are indispensable. He only advised the eldest brother to let them stay for a few days first, so that they could recover and have time to find a place to stay.

But soon, both Zhu Zi and Pang Youji changed their minds.