The Terrans often speak of the Merchant as a farmer, and for them, the merchant is always placed last. The high-ranking ruling class will not look down on you just because the businessmen are rich and rival the country, and the human class consciousness is narrow and strict, and there are many crazy men and women out of thin air.

Li Jiong's first acquaintance with Mingzhu was pushed to more than ten years ago when the Ming family first moved to Luoyang. The old man of the Ming family and the old man of the Li family have known each other for many years, and the house of the Ming family was still helped by the Li family. The plaque of the Ming family is written by the master of the Li family, full of ink mixed with cinnabar, the pen is full of wind, and the two big characters of "Ming Mansion" seem to have a heavy momentum. The couplets on both sides are engraved with 14 big characters such as "gathering treasures and condensing Ruiqi, prospering the family and starting a business", and the last stroke of each word is depicted with cinnabar, like some mysterious spell.

After the Ming family settled in Luoyang, Mrs. Li often brought her five-year-old son Li Wei to visit the Ming Mansion. Mrs. Ming's osmanthus wine tasted very good, and Li Wei secretly drank half a jar while the two ladies were chatting, and fell drunk on the stone next to the rockery in the Ming Garden with a flushed face, and slept for a full afternoon before being carried home by Mrs. Li who came to look for him. This incident was treated as a joke by the two ladies, and a laugh was more than ten years. Since then, Li Jiong has been worried about the Ming family's osmanthus wine.

The little girl of the Ming family was born in late autumn, and the weather was exceptionally good that day, with a line of geese flying over the clear blue sky, and golden fallen leaves paving every path in the Ming Garden. Wen Po was found with the help of Mrs. Li's wife, and said that it was the best delivery in Luoyang. Mrs. Ming was born with great difficulty, so she started in the afternoon, and until the next morning, Master Ming was still anxiously wandering around outside the house. When Li Wei ran into the gate of Ming's house with the newly baked sesame baked cakes from Lao Li's family at the corner of the street, he was just in time for Mrs. Li to hold the newborn little girl out of the delivery room to congratulate Master Ming. Master Ming didn't even look at it and was about to run into the room, Mrs. Ming, who had just finished giving birth in the house, fell asleep deeply, Master Ming sat on the edge of the bed for a long time and didn't make a sound, just touched the palm-sized face with a pale color, his fingers stopped on his almost blood-colored lips, and his eyes were red in distress. Mingzhu, who was forgotten by his father, only cried a few times when he was born, and then fell asleep with a few small mouths. Mrs. Li, who was holding the little girl, and Li Jiong, who was holding a sesame cake, stood in the courtyard and looked at each other, helping the Ming family take care of the child as if they were resigned.

The newborn girl is not as wrinkled as the newborn next to her, and her little face is white and tender like tofu. Li Wei took a bite of the sesame cake, and curiously reached out and touched the little fist that the little girl was holding, well, it was soft and comfortable to touch. Five-year-old Li Wei didn't remember much, but he remembered the touch of that little fist for many years, warm and moist, like a piece of fine warm jade.

When Old Man Ming came out of the room with a scruffy beard, it was already half an hour later. Mrs. Li and Li Wei had already carried the little girl to the room next door, and Li Wei shook the ebony cradle, and the little girl slept sweetly in the cradle.

Master Ming spent a lot of effort to clean himself up, and when he appeared in front of people again, he was the neat and neat Luoyang wealthy businessman with a shrewd look in his eyes. He came in with a small wooden horse made of peach wood and placed it next to his daughter's pillow. Mrs. Li gave the Ming family and his wife a peace lock carved from the best jade head, and the jade seemed to be shining with a faint light, and the Ming family and his wife accepted it with great gratitude, and solemnly strung it on the little girl's body with a fine bead chain.

The name Mingzhu was given by Mrs. Ming, and the little girl lay beside her with her little fist, and her eyes were particularly gentle when she looked at her daughter.

The so-called rule of the human race that the door does not go out of the door does not exist in the Ming family, and the Li family spoils Mingzhu as their own daughter, and this beautiful and unseemly little girl who was born grew up happily under the connivance of the Ming and Li families. Since Mingzhu learned to walk at the age of one, Li Ji took her to run all over the streets and alleys of Luoyang City. Climbing trees to dig out birds' eggs, drilling dog holes and running into other people's houses to steal loquat fruits from trees, going down to the river to fish and catch crabs, the little girl mixed in a group of half-sized children from the south of the city all the way crazy to the north of the city, and even the name of the Ming family troublemaker in the Huguo Temple outside the city is also loud. Mingzhu felt that the monks of Huguo Temple were really stingy, but they just pulled the abbot's beard during the monk's morning class, as for remembering this for many years?

Mingzhu horseback riding is taught by Li Jiong, the owner of the horse farm and Master Li are comrades who have carried guns together, the sword has no eyes, the boss returned to Luoyang City after losing a leg, and opened a horse farm with his connections and family relationships. The horse with the most miraculous horse in the horse farm was given by Master Li, with this relationship, Li Wei spent almost half a month in the horse farm, and his kung fu at a young age was not good.

When Pearl first came to the racecourse, she immediately took a fancy to the new batch of horses with the strongest temperament in Mali. The horse's fiery red hair was as bright as a jewel, and the little girl could almost look at it straight. The owner of the horse farm looked at her and smiled, and jokingly told her that if she could tame the horse, he would generously give it to her once and for all. Mingzhu's eyes lit up when she heard this, the six-year-old girl had baby fat on her face, and she spoke with a slight milk voice, and said to the boss with a serious face: "It's okay!" If I tame this horse, you will give him to me!" The owner of the horse farm almost laughed, and the little girl could not reach the stirrups, or even ride a horse, but she vowed to tame the steed, which had already thrown off three adults.

It took Mingzhu five days to learn to ride a horse, and on the thirteenth day, Mingzhu rode the fiery horse around the field with great vigour, pulled the reins, and stopped steadily in front of the stunned owner of the horse farm. The immature voice was filled with irrepressible excitement, and the little girl smiled at the boss: "Boss, this horse is mine!"

The boss looked at the little girl on horseback who was smiling like a flower, and the row of small white teeth was neat except for the missing front teeth in the middle. He reluctantly touched his somewhat thankful skull, and nodded in response to the joking promise.

Li Wei gave the horse a name, called Chasing the Wind, and was disgusted by Mingzhu for a long time, Mingzhu said that his name was vulgar, and there must be more than 20 chasing the wind in a hundred horses in a horse farm. Li Wei was not convinced, and in the end he was dumbfounded by Mingzhu's statement that "my horse will use my own name".

In the end, Mingzhu's name was Mengchi, Li Wei pouted when he heard it, and said in his heart that little girls really like to dream. It wasn't until one day later that Li Wei suddenly understood that the name "Mengchi" was a homophone Chinese character, and in the Shark language, these two sounds mean that everything is burned with fire.