Qingquan City, a rich city built on the plains, is only 300 kilometers away from the Gold Coast, and is considered an offshore city. The climate is pleasant, the land is fertile, and the transportation is extremely developed, but there is no industry. It is said to be a city, but there are no walls, and the entire plain is its territory, covering a vast area, and the most is a whole farm, which divides the city into countless grids.

On the outskirts of Qingquan City, old men in ragged clothes are walking slowly along the country road. His right foot was a little lame, and he walked up and down, looking quite difficult. Suddenly, a huge farm came into his sight. The spring sun was shining on his back, and it wasn't scorching, but he still felt the heat. He licked his chapped lips and moved on.

The farm was empty, and there seemed to be a figure in the distance, but he didn't care about it. He ran, limping but not slow, to the stable. The stranger's breath startled the horse's roar, and his hooves kicked wildly, but he didn't care. He went around the back of the stable, where there was a vat full of clean water. He scooped up the ladle and poured it like a dry stream meets rain. Suddenly, he coughed violently, and his whole body was hunched and trembling, but he was unwilling to put down the wooden scoop in his hand. It took a long time to subside, but his face was filled with abnormal flushing. Then he saw the bean cakes piled up in front of him. It was horse fodder, he knew, but at this moment, he couldn't take his eyes off the coarse cake at all, and then heard the sound of himself swallowing saliva. After hesitating for a moment, he put down the wooden scoop, wiped his mouth, and carefully smoked the top bean cake. He wiped the dust from the cake and opened his mouth, but he suddenly felt that something was wrong, raised his head, and was stunned on the spot. At some point, a little girl appeared opposite him, with two braids and a red face, who was squatting outside the stable, staring at him motionlessly.

The old man was a little embarrassed, holding the bean cake in his left hand, and he didn't hold it or put it down. The girl on the other side just looked at him directly, her eyes were clear, and she seemed to be a little puzzled, but she was not alarmed by the sudden appearance of the stranger, and the two confronted each other silently.

The little girl broke the silence first, tilted her little head and asked, "Why are you eating this?" This one is for horses. ”

The old man swallowed his saliva and looked at the little girl in a daze, he was used to seeing the warmth and coldness of people, and he could see that it was not ridicule, but just really curious.

"Because I'm hungry."

The little girl tilted her head again, her expression was a little serious, but she looked extremely cute.

"But it's for the horses, not for the people."

The old man laughed, a little sad, a little self-deprecating: "Am I human? ”

This time the little girl frowned, as if she felt that this person was a little vexatious.

"Of course you are human, why are you not human, then what are you? Horse? Cattle? Sheep? ”

The old man was stunned, looking at the little girl who seemed to be a little angry on the other side, for some reason he suddenly became a little scared, he didn't understand what this fear was, whether he was worried that the little girl would call someone else to catch the thief or end such a strange conversation.

The little girl still looked at him angrily, which made him very helpless, there were few things that could make him helpless, even if he became a beggar, it didn't make him too helpless, but he was defeated at the hands of such a little girl, it was really not a proud thing, but it didn't seem to be much shame.

"Yes, I'm human." He compromised.

The little girl's eyebrows and eyes were stretched out, as if the sun was shining through her hair on the old man's face.

"You wait, I'll go get the food, you put the bread away, it's the horse's."

After the little girl finished speaking, she turned around and ran away, running slowly on her short legs, and she was not in a hurry.

The old man hesitated, looked at the bean cake for a while, and finally put it back on the top layer of the stack. Then, I started to really hesitate. This little girl is a little strange, but if she tells the adult, or inadvertently lets the adult find out that there is a thief, I don't know what will happen, he will not be able to run, and if he is not really unable to walk, he will not come here to steal feed to eat. Perhaps his mind was a little confused after being hungry for a long time, and at last he stopped thinking, and moved to the hay pile behind the stable, and sat down against the soft hay. The weather was fine today, and he moved to fully expose himself to the sun, then raised his head. It had been a long time since he had looked up at the sky like this, and suddenly he felt very tired, so he closed his eyes.

After some time, he opened his eyes, because a shadow obscured his light. The little girl was slightly sweaty on her forehead, and she was holding an oiled paper bag in her hand, which was standing in front of him.

The little girl stretched out her hand and handed it over, he took it, his palm was still a little warm, and he opened it, and it was two white buns. His hands trembled a little, he glanced up at the little girl, saw the encouragement in her eyes, and took a bite of the bun. Then he noticed the look in the girl's eyes, which meant happiness. He lowered his head, took one bite at a time, and quickly finished eating two buns, and suddenly felt some strength regained.

During this time, the little girl watched him eat, and it was not until he finished eating that she said, "This is the leftover from breakfast, and I have to wait for lunch if I am not full." ”

The old man patted his ragged shirt, stood up, bowed his hand to the little girl, and straightened up.

"Little girl, is the farm still manpowered, I can do farm work, shepherd sheep and horses, as long as I can eat enough."

"Okay." The little girl readily agreed, turned and left.

The old man shook his head, thinking to himself if this was something that a seven or eight-year-old girl could do? Then he followed her by a ghost. It's a big deal to be blinded, has he seen less of it since the silver has been used up, at most he has been punched and kicked, he thought so in his heart.

Not far away there was a Hulin, and in a shadow above the Hulin, stood a young man. He looked into the distance and saw the scene clearly, his eyes calm, but sharp as an eagle. He stood for a long time, until the old and young group left, and he was still standing. Until the sun went down, his figure disappeared into the darkness.

The old Carter's day went smoothly, unimaginably smooth. He followed the little girl and met a steward, who did not ask him where he came from, but simply asked what he would do and agreed. It wasn't until he took a shower, changed his clothes, and sat down in the assigned room that he felt something real. Because of the little girl's words, he really became a hired hand in this farm. The steward came once in the evening, told him some of the rules of the village and the wages, and assigned the horses and sheep herding work, and finally touched his muscles and bones, and said that it was not in the way, that is, he had been hungry for a long time and was malnourished, so that he could rest and recover his strength this week, and then report to him next week.

The day had passed dizzily, and old Carter still felt a little unreal lying on the soft bed, but when he thought of the girl's clear eyes, he was a little relieved. It didn't seem good to work here, but he fell asleep thinking about it, and gradually snored a little. He was so tired, too tired.

The moon hung high on the branches, and there was silence, and a figure appeared strangely in Old Carter's room. He condescended, staring at the old man who had fallen into a deep sleep, and was speechless for a long time. A ray of moonlight silently fell into the room, shining between the two of them.

The black shadow hesitated for a moment, stepped over the moonlight, and came to the old man's side, he stretched out his hand, and slowly approached the old man's face, but when he was about to get closer, he trembled and retracted it. He didn't need magic to probe, he could see the old man's ordeal. What kind of thing made this old man leave his hometown and come to such a distant coastline. He had some speculation because they were from the same place and met here. If he wanted to, he could have come to a conclusion quickly, but he still gave up. This farm is not that simple, he can feel the breath sweeping away, it is reconnaissance magic, he can be sure that there are hidden stakes in all directions. Eventually, he raised his hand and took out a pill, gave it to the old man, and then slowly sank into the earth, disappearing without alarming anyone.