Chapter Ninety-Seven: Suffering
Day 2.
At breakfast after getting up in the morning to practice swords, Ji Cheng approached Lu Shikang while eating, and said softly: "How was the chisel last night?" ”
Lu Shikang said: "It should be possible to chisel through ...... tonight"
"What, tonight?"
"Hmmm......"
"Great......"
So saying, he got up again and went to eat at his own table.
That night, Lu Shikang, Qingzhi, Ji Cheng, and Qi Jiao gathered in the cave, Ji Cheng carried an oil lamp, Lu Shikang dug the hole, and Qingzhi and Qi Jiao stayed in the cave for fear of getting in their way.
When Qingzhi came out today, he didn't forget to take the medicine box.
Although there was no light in the cave, Qingzhi still felt Qi Jiao's low mood.
She judged by her occasional long exhalations, as well as her sighs.
"Miss Qi has something on her mind?" Qingzhi Road. She didn't understand why she was going out, but she was in a bad mood.
"I went out like this, but my sisters are still here, and they can't get out......," Qi Jiao said.
Qingzhi didn't expect her to be a person who values love and righteousness.
"Did you come with them that day?" Aoeda asked.
"Not really, I'm the last one to come. It's just that they've lived in the same room for a long time, and they have given birth to some sisterhood......"
"How did you get here?"
"I was sold by my ruthless mother."
Qingzhi knew that the mother she was talking about was the old bustard of the Qinglou, and she felt a little sorry for her at the moment.
But he didn't know how to comfort her, so he was silent.
I heard her say in a low voice: "Maybe in the eyes of most people, we are all lowly people, but who wants to be a dusty woman from the beginning?" ”
Qingzhi asked, "How did Miss Qi get to that kind of place?" ”
If she hadn't taken the initiative to talk about it, she certainly wouldn't have asked.
"My father was a gambler, gambling with people every day, and my mother saw that he was not successful, so she walked away. The rest of me and my brother followed my father.
One day, my father lost all his possessions and owed a few dozen taels of silver, so he sold me. ”
"Where's your brother?" Aoeda asked. The story she heard made her a little uncomfortable.
"I resented my father from the time I entered the Qinglou, so I didn't go home for several years, and one day when I went back to see, I saw that my brother didn't know where he went, and when I asked about my father, he only said that my brother ran away from home, and he didn't know where he went......"
As she said this, there was a deep sadness in her voice.
"How old was your brother when he left?"
"He was twelve years old when he left home, and he is fifteen years old today. In my lifetime, I must find him. Her voice was resolute and resolute.
"You'll find him." Qingzhi Road. She was saddened by the thought of a teenager who had not yet reached adulthood and ran away from home alone and was nowhere to be found.
Qi Jiao asked, "Then how did you become Lu Gongzi's scholar?" Is it also forced to be helpless? ”
From Ji Cheng, she heard some strange things about this little scholar of Lu Gongzi.
In her heart, she had a trace of sympathy for this little scholar. Because she could guess and guess that this little scholar would be the object of sympathy and distancing from others, no matter where he was.
No one wants to be near a quirky person.
"I, my business is actually very simple, I am a child of a poor family, I don't have a book to read on weekdays, and my father believes that reading is very important to a person, so my father found me a job as a scholar, so that I can get involved with books." She said nonsense.
"Why don't I have such a father......
At this moment, Qingzhi heard a cheer from the eastern passage: "It's through!" ”
It's Ji Cheng's voice.
Qingzhi and Qi Jiao heard Ji Cheng's voice, so they stopped talking and stood up together.