Yue Qiang thought that Ai Qian would continue to tell his survival story, but he didn't expect what he said was "that kid helped him upgrade to a level of mood skills". Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's a mood skill! The most mysterious and incomprehensible mood skills!

He gathered a lot of harsh conditions to comprehend the mood skills on his own, and he upgraded because of a thin child?

And in his description, the child is clearly an indigenous to this world. And it's the kind of aborigines at the bottom who can't even get enough to eat. From Ai Qian's descriptions of "shabby" and "thin", we can imagine the difficult life of the mother and son.

Yue Qiang didn't type, he listened silently.

"I'm cold, I'm hungry, but I've got some strength. I don't have the currency of this world, and my idea is to go over and coerce them with a knife to give me a dry dress and some meat to eat. But when I got closer, I heard the mother and son talking. ”

More than a dozen feet away next to the mother and son, a butcher was killing a pig, and the pig's cry was very miserable. The child asked his mother, 'What is the butcher doing?' ’。 ”

"The mother was busy weaving cloth and replied casually: 'Kill the pig and cook meat for you.'"

The child was very happy when he heard this. His limbs were thin and small, but his stomach was a little swollen, and he was obviously malnourished for a long time. When I heard my mother say the words 'cook meat for you', my eyes lit up, and my towering cheekbones didn't stand out so much. ”

"When the mother said this, 'Cook meat for you,' her face turned bad. She was busy at the time, so she just said it casually. It is impossible for a butcher to cook meat for her children, and poor mothers have no money to buy meat from a butcher. ”

Yue Qiang asked, "But what does it matter?" Since the mother said the wrong thing, she should make up another reason to deceive the child. ”

"The point is here, the mother did not lie to her child. The mother put down what she was doing, went up to the butcher who had killed the pig, and said, 'Please give me some pork, and I will cook it for my child.' But I don't have the money to buy meat, so please use my loom to pay for it. ’”

Ai Qian repeated his mother's words word by word at a slow pace.

When she first heard about the mother and son and the loom, she had a thoughtful expression.

And Yue Qiang didn't understand it too much at first, but when he thought about the story carefully and slowly, he figured it out. Immediately afterward, he felt a shock in his heart, and a heartfelt respect for that mother.

This mother's behavior is difficult to understand, but it is also remarkable!

She said the wrong thing, and the child believed it and happily waited to eat the pork. In order not to lose faith in her child, the mother exchanged a dilapidated loom for meat!

Is the so-called "words must be believed, deeds must be fruitful"?

In the eyes of the people of this world, or in the eyes of this mother, is the matter of "dishonesty" so important?

Is it more important than the livelihood of the family than the worn-out loom?

Or is this behavior of the mother not for the sake of eating meat, let alone for her own "moral purity", but just to educate her children in the right way?

After listening to this story, Yin frowned slightly, as if he had thought of something else.

Ai Qian paused for a moment and continued with the rest of the story.

"I had a knife in my hand, and when I walked very close, I could rush out at any time. But I didn't expect that the mother would use a dilapidated loom to exchange for meat, just to not lose faith in her child. You may admire this mother's behavior, but for me, this is just a good opportunity. ”

"Fresh pork, fragrant pork ......"

"After a day and a night of starvation in the wilderness, with a wet white cloth sticking to the body, those who have not experienced it can never imagine the cold and torment that penetrates deep into the bone marrow."

"A bowl of meat...... A bowl of meat that fills the stomach and warms the body...... Don't say 'dishonesty', it's anything, I can exchange it!" His voice was still low and calm, but Yue Qiang heard the most primitive desire from it, an undisguised desire to survive, the desire to let anyone die for his own life.

"It's a good opportunity, a good opportunity for me. I'm not in a hurry, I'm patient. ”

"The mother exchanged the old loom for a very, very large piece of pork, and then left the market with the child and went back to her old straw house. I quietly followed them, watching them walk slowly, watching their thin bodies, watching them enter the house. I waited patiently until the aroma of meat came from inside. After my mother finished cooking the meat, she went out and didn't know what to do. I knew my chance had come, so I grabbed the scalpel and walked into the house. ”

"My idea is simple, I want meat, I want clothes. The child's mother is not there, there is only one person in the child's house, I have strength, I have a knife. If he is not willing to give me the bowl of meat, which represents the wealth of their family, and if he is not willing to find me clothes, I will kill him. ”

"Kill! Kill it directly! That's what I thought when I walked in. ”

Ai Qian said this, smiling self-deprecatingly: "But God seems to have played a joke on me." ”

Yue Qiang listened quietly to the second half of this story, and the plot was not complicated. The merchant descended into the Otherworld, penniless, cold and starving, and on the verge of collapse. Even if such a murderous thing is really done, it is not incomprehensible.

"Guess what that kid said to me? He said three words. ”

"'For you.'"

"I'm holding a knife, maybe it's still shaking. I hadn't reached out the knife, I hadn't threatened him, but he spoke first. He asked me to eat. ”

"The child's reason is this: you are hungrier than me, you are colder than me, and if you don't eat, you die."

The self-deprecation on Ai Qian's face became even stronger.

"He didn't give me meat because I had a knife!"

"He saw my knife, but he didn't see my knife at all!"

"He gave me the bowl just because I was dying!"

Ai Qian closed his eyes, and the laughter that represented self-deprecation finally came out. But it makes the listener laugh.

Then I saw his eyes. He knew I was going to rob him of his flesh, he knew I was going to kill him, I knew he knew! But he did it anyway. Not because of my coercion, but because he was meant to do it. ”

"His eyes are bright, his cheekbones are a little high, a little thin, a little dark, it seems that his eyes are brighter. When I saw his eyes, I thought he was a saint. ”

"But he was just a child, and he didn't even know everything about the world, but at that moment, he was a saint."

It's not that morality requires him to do it, it's that he thinks he should have done it, just as his mother thought he couldn't break his word. It's not morality. ”

"It's instinct."

Ai Qian's words finally abandoned the calm he had been having, and he was a little excited: "I didn't eat, I didn't ask for clothes. I fled. I felt like there was something burning in my psyche when I saw the child's eyes, as if it was going to burn my chest to ashes. Then my mood skills improved. ”

"I didn't realize any big truth, I just figured out a very simple thing: to make money, to make enough money, so that I don't starve to death, so that I don't freeze to death."

"When I improved my state of mind cultivation, I even improved my speaking level a lot, and I automatically unlocked 3% of my memory. It seems that I was a good businessman in my past life. I went back to the decaying bazaar and used my words to get the butcher out of a job and food. Then, I survived. ”

"As for the mother and son, they will ...... after that"

"Just moved away?" This time it was not Ai Qian who spoke, but the voice that had been listening quietly on the side.

"How do you know?" Ai Qian asked.

His voice was a little surprised.

He had just come out of the atmosphere that had been immersed in his own story, when he suddenly heard the voice call out what he had said. At first, it didn't seem like much, but when you think about it, it's terrifying.

Yue Qiang is already accustomed to the sound of the voice is amazing. He glanced at the girl and listened to her explain, "Not only do I know that the mother and son have moved away, but I also know that they are not from this decaying bazaar in the first place. The mother, who seemed to be destitute, was a noble and talented woman who read poetry and books, and she left with her children not for other reasons, but because the market was noisy and difficult to teach children. ”

Ai Qian was stunned.

He didn't speak. Because he cheated a job with a pig butcher, the news he learned was exactly the same as what Yin said.

So...... The girl in front of her who always has her eyes closed, how does she know this?

"I know this because, I've heard the first half of the story you said." Yin said, "That little boy was revered by later generations as 'Yasheng'. His mother was honored as Madame Mary of the Kingdom of Duanyi. ”

As for the first half of this story, there is a special word that was used by later generations to describe the godson. It's called 'killing dolphins and not bullying children'. ”

"The time when this happened was the second move of Meng's mother during the Warring States Period."

"That little boy is the later Mencius."