Dong Haoran looked curiously at this courtyard with a unique pattern, his dark eyes were unfathomable, not at all like the eyes of a fourteen-year-old boy. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The courtyard sits east to west, and in the middle is a large patio, in which horizontal bars, parallel bars, barbells, and other utensils are placed in a staggered manner—these he has seen and played with in the school; In addition to these, there is also a small shooting range, and at the end of the twenty-five-meter-long arrow path are five arrow stacks, which look like the playground of the elementary school where he studied.

The reason why Dong Haoran felt that the layout of this courtyard was unique was not only because this patio was like a playground, but also because he was puzzled by the north and south compartments - unlike ordinary courtyards, the two rows of side rooms were divided into small rooms, and he counted ten small rooms on each side at a glance.

Looking from the door, Dong Haoran saw two oddly shaped beds on each side of the door - the reason why it is strange is because this bed is high in the air; Beneath the bed is a bookcase with a chair in front of it and a cabinet next to it, which seems to be used for clothes.

Except for the four beds and chairs, the room was empty and there was nothing else, Dong Haoran understood after a little thought that this should be the place where their boy camp lived on weekdays, and he couldn't help but feel a move in his heart - this house seemed simple, but it filled him with reverie and yearning.

Along the porch in front of the south wing, Dong Haoran walked to the west, the wide inverted house was divided into three parts, the room on the right hand side was steaming, Dong Haoran stopped at the door and looked in, but found that it was a kitchen, a fat aunt was busy in front of the pot, and smiled kindly when she saw him; Dong Haoran hurriedly shrank his head and turned around, and walked quickly to the center, which was very large, full of wooden tables and stools, no different from the cafeteria in the school; On both sides of the room on the left-hand side are placed huge bamboo roots cut open against the wall, which are connected end to end to form two long grooves; A few feet from the groove is a clay tube the thickness of a wine glass, and every meter on the clay pipe there is a wooden tube-like object with a handle.

Seeing such a novel object, Dong Haoran was full of curiosity, and couldn't help but cautiously reach out and touch the wooden handle, and after touching it, he found that the handle could be rotated; With a little force, he heard a "swish", and a small stream of water sprayed out, which frightened Dong Haoran and jumped away.

What the hell is this, and it still squirts water?!

The probe probed his brain and looked at it for a while, and the water flow showed no signs of exhaustion, which made Dong Haoran even more curious, and after stepping forward and twisting the handle in the opposite direction, the water flow stopped abruptly, and after carefully observing left and right, he immediately realized that this wooden pipe and handle are a mechanism that can control the switch of the water flow!

But where does this water come from? Dong Haoran looked along the pottery pipe, only to see that the pottery pipe turned a corner and pierced through a small hole in the roof.

"Drop~~" He was about to study it well, when he heard a sharp bamboo whistle from the patio, and then someone shouted, "Children, assemble!" ”

Dong Haoran hurriedly gave up the idea of exploring the secret and secluded, and rushed to the patio in three steps and two steps, only to see the man in military uniform who led him into the door was waving his arms and commanding, "Line up!" Get in line! …… When he read his name, he came out and took the bedding and went to his dormitory. ”

The chattering children pushed and lined up, and Dong Haoran stood silently in the queue, but his eyes glanced at the girls behind the man - the girls were all dressed as maids, although their clothes were plain, they were elegant and free, and they couldn't hide the faint luxury on their bodies.

Whose maid is this? How do you look like a lady from a big family! Dong Haoran was a little puzzled.

He is not like these children around him who have never seen the world, and he can't see the abnormality of these maids - the Dong family was the largest local family before the fall of Liaoyang, and it was also a wealthy gentry family surrounded by Zhong Ming Ding Food and beads surrounded by green!

Although Dong Haoran was still in the year of Zongjiao when Liaoyang fell, the rich atmosphere of his family had already been deeply imprinted in his small heart.

Of course, all this disappeared as the iron boots of the Tartars stepped into the door of the Dong family, and since then, Dong Haoran, like the vast majority of Liao people who have become slaves, has lived a life like a cow and horse without food and clothing.

His family is living a hard life, but it doesn't mean that the Dong family is like this - although his grandfather and uncle also fell from the high clouds, they can still maintain a certain amount of dignity, and even raise a lot of Baoyi Ahha!

Why are the same Dong family members so different?

The young Dong Haoran didn't understand until that day when he heard the words of gritting his teeth in his father's arms - he inadvertently bumped into a few little Tartars on the street, but was beaten to death by the uncle who came later.

"Dogs! Tartar's dog! Haoran, you remember, the Tartar is not the most hateful, the person who treats the Tartar as a dog is the real beast! ”

The words that his father uttered in his ear with blood spitting out blood were seared deep into his heart like a red-hot iron.

He understood, from that day on, he no longer had a grandfather, and he didn't have an uncle!

"Dong Haoran!"

A crisp call pulled him back from his painful memories, and he reflexively answered and strode in front of the girls.

"This is a mattress, this is a quilt, hug it," the girl's words carried a thick Min sound, which made Dong Haoran very unaccustomed, but the heavy weight in his hand made him feel the warmth he had not felt for a long time, "And this, the wooden basin, towel, toothbrush and refined salt box for washing are all placed on the quilt for you, be careful not to spill it...... Your dormitory is Beixiang Xinzi, hurry up! ”

Dong Haoran didn't understand what the towel and toothbrush were, but he didn't delay him holding the thick futon and heading towards his dormitory.

"Hey! Hello there! As soon as he entered the door of Xinzihao, Dong Haoran heard a cheerful greeting, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that on the bed on the right side, a black and strong young man was shaking his legs, and his smile was as bright as the sun in June.

Dong Haoran was a little dazed - the long years of suffering seemed to have made him forget how to get along with his peers.

"My surname is Ye, just call me Tiedan," Before Dong Haoran could react, the black strong young man had already jumped down, and couldn't help but help him hold the futon and put it on the bed opposite, but his mouth didn't stop for a moment, "What's your name?" It's also from Liaodong? ”

"Hmm~~" In the face of his enthusiasm, Dong Haoran was a little at a loss, and he replied after a while, "...... Dong Haoran. ”

Ye Tiedan's eyebrows raised, and he just wanted to say something, but when he heard the footsteps at the door, two teenagers, one tall and one short, came in with the futon; Ye Tiedan couldn't take care of Dong Haoran now, and happily helped the new partner to settle it.

Watching from the sidelines, Dong Haoran soon had a preliminary understanding of the three new partners in the house and their origins: the enthusiastic and hearty Ye Tiedan was sent here by the gentleman of the school because of his particularly top-notch sports; Later, the tall young man was called Li Duoshou, the same age as Dong Haoran, but he was a talker, but he was very compatible with Ye Tiedan, and the two of them never stopped talking about Li Duoshou after he entered the door, from Li Duoshou's words, Dong Haoran often heard that he was quite proud of his article knowledge, and it seemed that the pen was very smooth; The short boy is the youngest, only thirteen years old this year, and his surname is Duanmu, but his appearance is not male at all, and his face is red before he speaks, but he looks like a very shy and shy girl - he came here because he is good at studying, and he had to say it under Ye and Li's repeated questioning.

Listening to them playing and laughing, Dong Haoran was at a loss in his heart - he has always been inconspicuous in the school, no matter what the courses are, they are just mediocre, how can he be sent here like these top people? (To be continued.) )