The road that the little girl walked with the fence is said to be the closest to East Street and the road they usually walk the most. This road is also the kind of road that Lu Xun wrote, "the more people walk, the more it becomes the road".

Probably because of the rain the night before, the road was muddy and difficult to walk.

It's especially hard for someone like her, who can walk normally on a clean city street on a rainy day.

She could only carry the hem of her clothes, tiptoe, and carefully move forward step by step. I silently prayed in my heart that my heels, at least for today, would not throw out the parabola that reached my back.

But no matter how cautious she was, she still couldn't stand the little girl's joy, like a wild horse on the muddy road, running and jumping.

Completely oblivious to the muddy water splashing everywhere on his face and body. even splashed her into a little flower cat without any scruples.

Especially when she thought she was walking slowly, the section that pulled her away, she was broken.

Seeing the hem of the white robe in front of him, the entire gradual process from white to gray, to light gray to jet black, my heart felt like a drop of blood.

She couldn't care about what kind of exaggerated ink painting would be behind her at this time. At this moment, the thick circle of mud mixed with straw stuck to the edge of the shoe attracted all her attention.

Unable to bear it any longer, she stopped and ran to the side of the road to circle around a large tree. For a while, the left foot and the right foot, front and back, left and right, up and down. Draw a circle on a tree like a puppy peeing. That lump of mud is her brilliant record.

"Big brother, don't get it." The little girl's voice suddenly sounded, prompting her to stop her hard work.

It's just that the disapproval in the girl's eyes made her suddenly feel a little ashamed. She admits that she is a little uncivilized and has made a good tree unrecognizable.

As she began to reflect deeply on her behavior, the little girl's anxious voice sounded again, "Big brother, scratch this shoe again and it will be broken." ”

"Broken?" When he heard this, he immediately nervously checked his shoes and found that there was no sign of detachment.

Because she didn't dare to imagine that people had become barefoot immortals before they reached East Street.

So she told herself that she must walk well, lest the shoes fall off the threads and the soles of the shoes will disappear, leaving only two sleeves hanging on her feet.

But the truth is, no matter how well she walks, the mud that has been removed quickly sticks up again, as if it is pasted on her eyelids, and she can't turn a blind eye.

Again and again she stopped, leaving a mark on the side of the road to mark her visit. On the grass, on the stones, on the branches, on the fallen leaves, everywhere ·····.

The little girl also seemed to have given up urging her, coming and going on the road. One moment it was gone, and the next it was back, and it was tireless back and forth.

When he stopped for the Nth time, he suddenly heard a few children's laughter coming from the yard of a house not far away.

"Big brother, I'm here!" The girl's cheerful voice sounded, accompanied by her galloping figure.

I don't know since when she has become a little clay figurine. At the same time, she also brought out a few of the same ones from the fence yard.

Apparently the children had just writhed in the mud, or they wouldn't have been covered in mud and had only one pair of eyes exposed.

I don't know how the little girl introduced her, but I saw them running over very enthusiastically, screaming and throwing themselves into her arms, instantly making her covered in mud.

Fence Luo felt sad in her heart, but before this emotion could ferment, she was dragged by the children in the mud all the way to ······ joy.

By the time I got to East Street, I was completely unhuman.

Looking at the eyes of the pedestrians coming and going on the road staring at her, she was so ashamed that she wanted to die.

But before she could be embarrassed for too long, she was sent to a little boy by the children.

In the corner, a little boy with a yellow face and thin skin and ragged clothes was kneeling under the eaves and begging from passers-by.

"Nannan, why are you here, didn't you ask you to watch your father at home?" The little boy seemed a little angry and spoke sternly.

"Dad vomited blood just now, and I'm scared." The little girl said and didn't forget to point to the fence, "It's the eldest brother who found someone to see her father." ”

"Thank you, big brother!" The little boy was shy and sensible, got up and bowed to her.

His eyes are sincere and firm, his straight back is like a little adult, and there is a feeling that his small shoulders can support a home, which makes Fence Luo can't help but feel distressed.

"Brother, I'm hungry!" The little girl stretched out her head to look at the broken bowl, and found that it was empty, looking a little disappointed.

Swallowing her saliva, she squatted beside the little boy and never ran again, obviously tired.

"I didn't get the money in the morning······." Seeing her blinking, he looked at the bun shop in the distance and swallowed his saliva. The boy looked depressed, and there was more guilt in his eyes.

"It's still early! I'm sure I'll be there in a while! The little girl seemed to see his loss and hurriedly comforted

The other children did not forget to encourage him. Then they went away to find their parents.

Fence Luo reached out and touched it, and found that he had forgotten to bring money again. I wanted to go back and get it immediately, but I was afraid that it would take a lot of time to come and go, so I gave up. I thought, it's better to wait for enough rest, and then it's not too late to go back and get it.

Squatting on the side of the road, looking at the hurried passers-by on the road, she finally noticed the unusual thing about East Street.

Dongjie is not actually a street in the sense of the word, but simple wooden shops on both sides of a slightly spacious mountain road. The road is narrow, and from a distance it looks like a long, thin ribbon twisting across the mountain path.

Most of the shops are one-story buildings, and because the space is narrow, they can only fit some things for sale, but they can't live in people. Of course, there are a few of them that are two-storey, mostly restaurants and the like.

Judging from the children who had just dispersed running around, this shop and that one playing, these shops should have been opened by villagers in the mountains.

Most of the goods they sell are dry goods from the mountains, including drunken poultry, marinated livestock, and all kinds of pickled meat products. Most of the buyers are passers-by or wholesalers who specialize in the game business.

Although the road on East Street is narrow, there are many merchants coming and going. The sound of bargaining between shops and customers is very lively.

And the only thing that is deserted is the place where they squat. The door panel behind him was rotten, and a few wild cats were burrowing in and out of ······.

The two little ones knelt silently in front of the door, and in addition to loneliness in their eyes, they were envious and longing.

If it weren't for the death of the child's mother and the illness of his father, she thought, they would have lived a carefree life like their children.

But now this thin body has to support the whole family, which is really sad.

"Master, that····· Was it the teenager we caught the wrong last time? Shadow stopped in confusion. The dirty three people on the side of the road attracted his attention.

In particular, one of them has beautiful eyes, which attracts the attention of passers-by like a soul.

Qin Yemian had seen her a long time ago, although there were many good-looking people in this world, but after all, there were not many people with bright eyes like her like stars.

Even though she was covered in filth and miserable at this time, and she was accompanied by two children, she was still recognized by him at a glance.

It's just that he was a little surprised, he didn't know what happened to her, and she made herself like this.

"Ahh The fence is looking at the broken silver that is gradually increasing in the bowl! Suddenly goosebumps arose.

When she looked around, she noticed that a man was looking at her not far away.

The man's posture is tall, his instrument is lofty, and his body is full of compelling luxury.

Although he wore a mask, it was difficult to hide the angular facial curves outlined by the golden sunlight through the corners of the house.

It's a pity that his eyes are cold and his momentum is lonely, which is prohibitive.