As soon as he pulled the sleeve of the child's coat, he hurriedly wiped his mouth with the other hand, and ran out of the shed without his feet. Xiaozhi was dragged by him and tripped on the table, but saw that the 'white brother' on the table over there was also looking out of the shed with a pair of white and black eyes. Somehow, the look in his eyes made Xiaozhi's heart skip a beat. They ran into the alley, only to hear the children inside shouting in a mess, "Sister Shang is back." ”

When she looked up, she saw that the children in the alley, large and small, were standing up one by one, frolicking around a young woman. The young woman could only see her back, and she was dressed, it was really upside down—it wasn't so messy. I saw that she was dressed in a silk shirt, and the word "longevity" was one by one, although the material was excellent, but it was extremely old, and if you looked carefully, the east and the west were together, and it seemed to be a shroud. The little child's heart was shocked—it was strange that the girl's hair was in a very strange style, and she was combed in a very dazzling bun, which was not suitable for her, and it was too big, and it seemed to be mixed with wigs, and the red willow green was covered with wooden hairpins and copper ornaments, and there were inexplicable ribbons wrapped around her body, as if she had opened a grocery store all over her body, and the old antiques that had not been seen for a long time were all put together on her. The woman's figure was upside down. The children were snatching the contents of her basket. The mud monkey beside Xiaozhi shouted at this time: "Sister Xiang." ”

The woman turned her head, and her face was covered with rouge with a blood-like mouth, her cheeks were thick with fat, but her cheekbones were filled with exaggerated blush, her eyebrows were drawn black and ugly, and her forehead was pasted with a very poor yellow that she thought was discarded by a noble woman. Xiaozhi looked at her nondescript outfit, and didn't know how to grieve for her first. The woman's voice was very good, looking like she was only sixteen or seventeen years old, but there was an indescribable maternal sweetness in her voice: "Ah, mud monkey, has the child I just brought back awake?" ”

Xiaozhi was stunned for a moment, she should have seen herself standing next to the mud monkey. The mud monkey grimaced at him, still smiling on his face, but pretended to cry and mourn in a mournful voice: "Sister, he, he, he ......"

The woman said, "What's wrong with him?" ”

The mud monkey cried, "He's dead." ”

As soon as the woman's hand was loosened, the wicker basket she was carrying fell to the ground, and there was still a lot of leftover food in it. I saw a miserable look on her face, and said softly: "Dead? ”

The look in her eyes was blank, and there was a kind of sadness that was intuitive to life and death but helpless. The group of mud monkeys seemed to be quite happy to bully her, and he rushed forward to grab the food in the basket first, and the other children couldn't help but laugh on their faces, and they didn't make a sound, they all had a gloating expression.

Xiaozhi only noticed the woman's eyes at this time—she really had a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, black pupils, and flickering eyelashes, but the eyes seemed to be covered with something, faintly white, which made people look uneasy. The kind of discoloration on her face made Xiaozhi's heart sour-this, this is the sister who saved herself? - Is there anyone who is so sad about the death of a child they don't know? Then he saw her eyes earnestly, and his little heart suddenly tore at pain: he understood why the woman had turned a blind eye to himself—she was a blind girl, a blind girl who could not see anything. He suddenly understood her very clean color but extremely incompatible attire, and understood her ugly eyebrows and inexplicable ornaments. How can a blind girl dress herself? When she looks in front of the mirror every day, how does she comb and draw? He felt a pain in his heart, and he really didn't know if she had that mirror.

He walked up to the woman gently, took her hand, and said softly, "Sister, the mud monkey is teasing you." I'm not dead, I'm alive, thank you. ”

There was a sincerity in his voice that was different from that of ordinary children. A smile spread from the woman's face, it was a genuine joy and smile, she gently touched the child's head, but did not angrily play with her mud monkeys and the children. The gentle and gentle movements almost raised a sense of happiness in the young heart of the child. I only heard her say, "Are you well?" Are you still stuffy in your lungs? You've drunk so much water, and you've barely dried up a river. ”

Xiaozhi is a child who rarely thinks about his misfortune, but when he thinks about how this blind sister jumped in and rescued herself in such a deep river, she can't help but want to cry. The mud monkey over there and a few children had almost snatched up the food in the basket, only to hear the woman scold lightly: "Don't be too greedy, leave some for Ah Da Ah Qi and them, they went to help people cry and mourn today, and their throats must be very sore when they come back, you can leave something to swallow for them to eat." ”

The mud monkey smiled in response, but wrapped around her, fiddling with her clothes and ornaments with one hand, chewing something in her mouth, gently pinching her eyes, and smiling at Xiaozhi with a narrow face: "Is my sister Shangshang good-looking?" You say, do we dress up Sister Shangshang to look good? ”

Xiao Zhi looked at them in a daze, this sister's outfit was dressed up by these mud monkeys? He swept his eyes over the faces of the children, and saw that their faces were still gloating with a hint of teasing, and he couldn't help but close his eyes: he didn't want to see, he didn't want to see such deception and insults.