Hungry and cold, Chen Jintong, who was covered in injuries, walked all night in the heavy snow, relying on the strong will tempered by his years of mercenary career to persevere, but in the end, his mind was dizzy for a while, and he finally fainted in front of a dirty and dilapidated temple.

When I woke up again, I was filled with the sound of crackling straw burning, the sound of the wind and snow whistling around me was much weaker, and there was still the bitter smell of herbs on my body.

"Are you awake?" A young and clear voice sounded in his ears, Chen Jintong subconsciously turned around vigilantly, only to see a five or six-year-old girl with messy and dirty hair on her head, a small face covered with dirt and grass clippings that could not be seen in her original appearance, wearing a patched gray cloth coat, even in such a cold winter, she was still wearing very thin clothes, but her eyes were shining, and she was holding a handful of chewed herbs in her hand, which tasted the same as her body.

"You were so badly wounded, the blood was all dry, and you fainted in the snow, but fortunately my grandfather came back from begging, and when he saw you like this, he picked you up. Well, I'm going to dig up some herbs that can stop the bleeding and help you apply the medicine. The little girl was very lively, and stretched out the herbs in her hand and rubbed them on her arm.

Although he shivered coldly, he still looked very carefree, "This ruined temple is our home, if you have nowhere to go, stay and play with me first." ”

"Thank you." Chen Jintong spoke, her voice was hoarse, and the wound was painful and numb, but she could still bear it, but the little girl was so frightened: "Did I hurt you?" ”

"Sixi'er, she's sick, don't talk so much, it's noisy to my sister." At this time, the wooden door of the broken temple was pushed open, and an old man in his sixties pushed the door open, dressed in tatters like Sixi'er, with a wrinkled face that was weathered, but there was a kind light in his eyes, "Girl, how does your body feel?" ”

He still held a large pile of wet hay and dead branches in his hands, and while limping towards the fire, he beckoned Sixi'er to help.

"I'm fine, thank you for the old man's help." Chen Jintong reluctantly sat up, and then saw that the old man had made a fire in the leeward corner, probably because the wet wood could not be lit, most of it was dry grass burning, baking wet wood, barely able to keep warm, but the fire would definitely not last long.

In my memory, the coal mining resources of this era were controlled by the imperial court, and the ordinary poor people naturally could not afford to use it, so they had to use dry firewood for heating in winter, but these homeless beggars did not have their own land, and if they went to other people's fields and mountains to steal dry firewood, they would inevitably be beaten severely if they were discovered, and the young people were better and ran fast, but the situation of Sixi's grandchildren and grandchildren was a vulnerable group among the beggars, and they could only bear the cold winter.

Even so, they saved themselves without hesitation!

Chen Jintong was grateful, got up and wanted to help, but was pressed by Grandpa Sixi'er: "Don't move, just lean on the fire to keep warm, stay at ease first, and wait until the injury is better." ”

Chen Jintong nodded gratefully: "Great grace is not grateful." ”

Sixi'er happily held her hand, and when she saw her frowning, she hurriedly reassured: "I'm sorry, I'm so happy!" Finally someone to play with me. Sister, I begged for a piece of charcoal today, and I will add some charcoal for you at night, so that we can be warmer. ”

This is a great gift in the winter, especially in the winter of the poor.

"It's okay, keep it for now." Chen Jintong reached out and pinched her face, pulled the wound, and grinned again, "Sister is not cold with you." ”

Sixi'er was afraid that she would hurt, so she didn't dare to move, but her eyes were shining.

There was also an iron pot with a broken corner on the fire, in which wild vegetables were boiled, as well as steamed buns begged by the two of them, and Grandpa Sixier served her a bowl first: "Take a sip and warm up." ”

"Thank you." Chen Jintong took it gratefully, seeing that the old man put most of the dry goods into his bowl, his eyes were a little hot, but it was just a meeting in Pingshui, this grandfather and grandson did not treat her like this because of their kindness, how could they not be moved?

Chen Jintong drank the hot soup, felt his body warm up, leaned on the corner of the wall to sort out the memories of the original owner, except for the bad things in the Wu'an Hou Mansion, the original owner's memory is the most adoptive father Chen Chong and his Wanguan family wealth.

There was a sound of snoring in his ears, Chen Jintong looked back, and saw Sixi'er sleeping soundly in her grandfather's arms, and the old grandfather was not in good health, lying crooked by the fire, still dozing off in his sleep, but holding his granddaughter tightly to block the wind for her.

Chen Jintong's heart moved, raised his hand and pulled off the wooden hairpin on his head, the shape is not very chic, the hairpin is carved from purple wood, the color is very dark, and the color of the hair is almost integrated, the hairpin head is ordinary and vaguely can see the shape of a flower, it is ordinary.

Chen Jintong secretly said Fortunately, this is the key of the head of the Bright Moon Villa.

At that time, he was stripped naked, perhaps because this hairpin was too inconspicuous, but this hairpin was kept as a proof of the head of the family.

She looked at her grandparents and grandchildren, and secretly made up her mind: she will return to Mingyue Villa after tonight, and when the time comes, she will bring her grandparents and grandchildren back together, which will definitely make them no longer sleep in the open like this.

Just as he was about to take a break to conserve his strength, Chen Jintong's ears suddenly moved, perhaps because his body had cultivated some vitality, and his hearing suddenly became more sensitive.

Someone's coming! And quite a few!

Chen Jintong vigilantly grabbed a wooden stick behind him, slowly sat up against the corner of the wall, and quietly blocked the position of the grandfather and grandson, clenching his teeth.

At this moment, the wooden door was pushed open, and the cold wind poured in, and the old beggar coughed violently, and even woke up Sixi'er.

A group of gray-clad beggars gathered to beg for food, heard the old beggar's cough and cursed, and closed the door before someone discovered Chen Jintong's existence.

"Yo, a newcomer?" A man in his thirties walked out of the group of beggars, dressed in a better way, with a dark torn cotton jacket on his body, dirty and messy hair blocking his eyes, a disgusting arc at the corners of his mouth, staring at Chen Jintong's pale but delicate little face for a long time, revealing a hehehe smile: "It's still a beauty, look at this thin skin and tender meat, where did you pick up the little girl Zhu Laosan?" ”

There was a burst of laughter behind him, the beggars were trampled under their feet all the year round, nodding their heads to the rich and getting used to it, and it was inevitable that they would accumulate resentment in their hearts.

Chen Jintong's face sank, it seems that he will not be able to live in peace tonight.

Zhu Laosan poured a breath of cold air before he could speak, quickly got up, and said intermittently: "Xiao Song, she, she is a little girl...... Poor ......."

"Poor her?" The leader of the beggar is the little Song in Zhu Laosan's mouth, relying on his body to be stronger, it is common to bully the weak in the beggar group, seeing this, he pushed Zhu Laosan away, staring at the silver fox fur on Chen Jintong's body, "This fox fur is a first-class commodity at first glance, ordinary dignitaries can't afford it, the status of the little girl is not low, right?" ”

Sixi'er hurriedly crawled out of Zhu Laosan's arms, stretched out her delicate arm to block Chen Jintong: "She, she is the sister I just recognized, you are not allowed to bully her." ”

She acted violently, and the charcoal that had been hidden in her arms fell out, and she was just about to reach out to pick it up, but Xiao Song stepped on her little hand and pushed it hard: "You actually hid this good thing and swallowed it privately?" You don't want to live, do you? ”

"Ahh It hurts. Sixi'er's tears hurt, "You give me back the charcoal, it's for my sister's life." ”

"Sixi'er." Zhu Laosan wanted to help his granddaughter, but was held down by two beggars: "Old thing, stop." ”

Chen Jintong hurriedly stepped forward to hug Sixi'er, held her hand and blew, and pulled her behind him: "Don't be afraid, hide behind me, I will protect you." ”

If it was just Xiao Song, she would still be able to greet her, but with more than ten beggars at the moment, she needed to accumulate strength and wait for the opportunity to give them a fatal blow, so that they would have no power to fight back.

Xiao Song not only snatched the charcoal, but also beckoned a few beggars: "This girl has fine skin and tender meat, my brothers are usually tired and panicked, and they don't have a pastime, so I'll take her for meat tonight." ”

As he spoke, Chen Laosan took off his cotton clothes and walked towards Chen Jintong, with a disgusting smile.

Zhu Laosan didn't react when he saw the weak Chen Jintong protecting Sixi'er as if he was scared, he gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to protect Chen Jintong: "Song Sheng, do you still have a conscience!" If the little girl didn't recruit you to provoke you, you will be punished! ”

"An old immortal, you can take care of me!" Song Sheng was annoyed and ashamed, and kicked it hard, Zhu Laosan's body fell out hard, his head hit the wall, making a dull sound, and his body twitched a few times, but he wouldn't move.

Chen Jintong's face changed, and his lips were bitten and bloody: "You bastards!" ”

actually killed Zhu Laosan!

"Grandpa!" Sixi'er's eyes widened, and she was about to crawl over with her hands and feet, Song Sheng didn't panic at all, raised her foot and stepped on Sixi'er's hand and humiliated: "This little girl is also eight years old, she is a little thinner, barely enough to stuff her teeth, you guys go first, this girl-"

He bent down to touch Chen Jintong's face: "I'll come first-ahhhh ”

only heard a click, Song Sheng rolled on the ground holding the broken wrist, Chen Jintong's eyes were red angrily, and he covered Sixi'er's eyes: "Be good, close your eyes." ”

"Grandpa......" Sixi'er only cared about crying, and crawled to Zhu Laosan's side heartbreakingly, and the rest of the beggars sneered when they saw this and threw themselves at Chen Jintong's side: "The little lady is quite energetic, give it to me." ”

Since Chen Jintong became a mercenary, it is a necessary lesson for her to be happy and angry, and her joy, anger, sorrow and happiness are much more bland than ordinary people, but now seeing this group of garbage living at the bottom, she can't help but have a strong killing intent, and she doesn't know where the power in her body comes out, so she waved the wooden stick frantically, jumped into the crowd in three or two, and hit this group of beggars without the power to fight back.

Even if she is weak now, the mercenary training she remembers is vividly engraved in her mind, and she has more skills to make this group of beggars who can only use brute force be beaten passively, crying for their father and mother.

Not long after, the beggars lying on the ground were all scarred and fainted, Song Sheng was so frightened that he opened the door and was about to run: "Devil! You are the devil! ”

"Want to run?" Chen Jintong chased after him with a wooden stick, and smashed him into the chest and lower body with all his might, although it was not fatal, but he was half crippled from then on.

Song Sheng screamed, his eyes were black, and he fainted to the ground, and he didn't know what to do.

"Sister...... Grandpa, why didn't Grandpa move? Sixi'er howled violently, "Grandpa is dead!" ”

Chen Jintong held back tears, hugged Sixi'er in his arms, raised his hand to close Zhu Laosan's eyes, and said in a dumb voice: "Sixi'er, you will be my own sister in the future, I will take good care of you, will we bury grandpa, okay?" ”

She choked up and said, "Then, my sister will take you home." ”