I follow good requests.

"Open it, it's a token of how you've been here."

There are crumpled strips of silk and satin cloth on the small clothes, and the blood characters are written on them: "Lunar calendar, July 14, zero o'clock, mother Na's, name Nalan, lotus seed heart bitter, away from the child's abdomen sour." Cry goodbye to my daughter. (The corner of the name is torn, and the full name is not named)

"Why didn't I ever know that?" I asked.

"Because the master wants me to raise you, but your identity is not allowed to be exposed, but as soon as I enter the ghost mind, retribution comes."

I was anxious, I always thought that I was abandoned by my mother, I never said that my mother had been so well-intentioned to lay out my future, she didn't know how much I suffered, I asked in a rough voice: "Who is my mother!" ”

Suddenly there was a loud thunderclap in the sky, and the thunder shone as brightly as daytime, and the room was so bright that I could pick a needle out of the floor, and I was indeed terrified as if the house had been struck by lightning. When the lightning reflected in the window, it seemed to wake up the dean's mother, and she was able to sit up from the bed and shout loudly, and called a second time: "Master! Master! The old slave is coming! ”

Without warning, she collapsed and died.

I stood there petrified, glaring at the dean, and I buried my face in my hands. Who is the master? Who is my mother, the dean's mother kept calling her before she died.

The next day, her body was buried, Ah Xiang cried profusely, and Tian was long gone. Rat One and Two Dogs are too timid to look. There lay the body of the dean's grandmother, once so strong and full of life, but now it could not move, the cold eyelids had covered the merciless gaze, and the face was still a cold expression.

For me, she was the source of my suffering, so I didn't have any pain, but her death made me sad—time is like a big snake devouring its own tail, and we are in it, never knowing what the beginning is and what the end is.

Although she was hostile to me for 18 years, she at least adopted us - Chinese are used to saying good things for the dead, and this is the best thing I can think of for her, so I try my best to give her a view.

Brother Ghost and Pig Head Three made a thin-skinned coffin in the grove, this is really for the dead, Brother Ghost looked a little sad and breathless, Niu Ba and Xiao Ma Liu dug a deep pit, they carried the white dean and Mama into the coffin, and looked at the white body.

The white body has become a black mound of dirt. Ah Wu Donkey nailed down a wooden sign: the tomb of the dean's grandmother. The four chickens of oil don't know where to get a piece of paper, and when he sprinkles it in the wind, he can't sprinkle it well, and his sprinkle is so cold that it makes us feel like a farce.

Like all funerals, rigid, thin, and cold. The dead are buried in the ground, and everyone who is alive comes to consider the hope of life, Niu Ba got the most benefits from the dean's grandmother, he squatted next to him, without saying a word, scratching his hair playfully, scratching his dandruff all over the sky.

The days of the living will go on.

This year's winter has been particularly cold and long. It snows almost every day these days, and the herbivores left in the forest are hard to find, and layers of snow hide their smell and also their tracks. Small animals such as rats, burrowing rabbits, and frogs have also burrowed deep into the ground and no longer show their faces easily, which means that our main source has been cut off.

Outside the window, by the faint light of the rising moon, I could see the orphanage stretched out in front of me, Tian ran away, Ah Xiang was leaving, the fields were barren, and they were about to run out of food. This was the end of the road, and there were only ten teenagers here, all of whom were holding the rescue hand of my pants. At the end of this road, there is nothing to want, and I, Mao Jiujiu, am only 18 years old, how much can I do?

Isn't there a way to avoid this dead end?

From now on, we have to hold on to the ice and snow for two months, and the snow melts in two months, which means that we have to survive these two months, but the reality is that we may not survive two weeks!

We experienced a life of poverty, and the days of hunger did not crush us. Doom may have cut off its head, but it has never taken away its will, we don't want to cry and mourn, we have to fight tenaciously. There is indignation in my veins, I have experienced the most cruel blow of fate since I was a child, and I want to hold the bull's nose of fate. The orphanage is my destiny, my battlefield is here, and I must fight to win it.

I began to be recommended by this group of bastards to take charge of this dilapidated orphanage, a real lawless life. I have the final say in everything in the orphanage now, and all the bullying instincts in my nature are all expressed. It's not that I'm not friendly, but I'm already frightened and less confident, so I'm so domineering.

There is no way back, only to move forward.

There was no longer a normal life, the orphanage looked desolate and overgrown, the pine seedlings in the fields had begun to sprout, and the house was a decadent and chaotic scene. The devastated hometown is on the verge of starvation.

The most terrible thing was that the famine finally led to looting, burns and plunder, and a deadly plague spread throughout the village. Homeless people and hungry dogs and cats are homeless, hungry and cold, bullying the weak, and the weak wait for the weaker to die in order to eat them. The crows, on the other hand, hover in the Murakami sky, their agile figures ominously adorning the winter sky.

I didn't expect the food shortage to come so tragically, nor did I expect that the food would run out and the consequences would be serious. From day to night, there was not a single grain of food, and everyone was hungry for a day. I began to ask rough questions, giving orders in a categorical manner, perhaps my dark eyes revealed a grim coldness, and Ah Wu Donkey whispered to Pony Six: "I have never seen cat's big eyes so fierce." Pony Six replied to him: "I told her yesterday that I couldn't do it, and she immediately caused a storm. ”

I know that lately when my thick black eyebrows have been hooked into a sharp corner on the bridge of my nose, the whole of me will almost visibly shudder, and when angry, they will be like bandits, as fierce as a wild cat. When I had a seizure, I could say anything, completely ignoring other people's feelings. At such times, the whole house is covered with clouds, and Pony Six and Ah Wu Donkey go out to hunt early, and even if they don't catch anything, they have to stay late before they are willing to return to the yard; The second dog and the rat were like a mouse, hurriedly chopping wood and hiding in their own room, trying to be peaceful. Oil four chickens and three pigs hide in the kitchen; Niu Ba simply lay on the bed and pretended to be sick. Only the ghost brother calmly endured my temper, he trusted me, and he followed me for many years to train this kung fu.

I know that this is an extraordinary time, and if it is as smooth as usual, of course I hope that I can hum a little song wherever I go in the courtyard, but not now, ten people on an empty stomach will die if they don't eat or drink. I didn't mean to lose my temper like that, and I did want to get through it with the rest of us, because we've been living together for 18 years, but they did often make me suffer in a variety of ways.

"From tomorrow onwards, the first rat will be responsible for taking care of the house, the second dog will be responsible for collecting firewood, and everyone else will go out to find food for me, and when I come back, we will distribute food and eat together."

The first to rebel were Niu Ba and Ah Wu Donkey, who were surprised and pitiful.

"The cat is big, it's messy outside, what should I do if I encounter bad guys? Now it's all bandits outside, and I don't dare to go. ”

From the image I must have had of a devil glaring at him aggressively with a pair of red-hot pliers, I knew that I must have looked more hateful than the dean's grandmother. But there is no way, we have to live until spring, when the spring flowers bloom, at this time, what we need in front of us is something that can fill our stomachs.

"You both have to look for food, or you will get out of here, and there will be no white food here."

Tears fluttered in the injured Niu Ba's eyes: "Get out, big cat, where are you telling us to get out?" ”

"I don't know, I don't care. However, if anyone does not want to work in the orphanage, he can take refuge in the bandits, or he can find him in the neighboring village, dig in the mountains, and catch fish in the water, no matter what method you use, everyone will listen to it, I will only say it once! ”

Niu Ba had to lower his head, lower his eyes, and hurry back to the room.

At night, everyone tosses and turns and can't sleep.

Pig Head San said sadly in a drowsy state: "I am tired and dizzy. ”

Pony Six sat up from the bed: "Pig head three, you are not annoying, you will starve to death in just one day, or you can eat me." ”

Ah Wu Donkey looked angry: "I really want to bite the pig's head three bites, it's okay to bite your buttocks, whoever doesn't bite is a grandson." ”

The four chickens of oil are infinite: "It would be nice if the young master was here." ”

Pony Six Spirit: "Yes, yes, that young man will definitely save us." ”

A group of rootless and rootless settlers in the orphanage finally united unprecedentedly for the unprecedented, and my shoulders were really overwhelmed--- rat one, two dogs, pig head three, oil four chickens, five donkeys, pony six, turtle phoenix seven, and even Niu eight and ghost brother, they all looked up to me with innocent and trusting eyes, and circled around me in the hope of getting courage and protection from me; If they were a pack of dogs, they would have put their mouths and noses on my lap and whimpered and begged to have their heads touched. regard my straight waist and rough language as a symbol of courage and energy to survive, in fact, I don't have the courage at all, and I'm also afraid of death, but their voice "Sister Cat, Big Cat" makes me temporarily unable to fill a big head.

At the end of this road, what do you want and nothing, and I, Mao Jiujiu, am only 18 years old, how much can I do in this troubled world? Now I am pale and emaciated, and my red phoenix eyes look very large, like a hungry cat foraging for food.