The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and the sky and the earth are blurred, the shadows of the trees are hazy, and the mountains are pale.

The old man walked tremblingly to the cold stove with a cane, hesitated, and then took the firewood from the side and threw it in, leaving only a few branches the thickness of his little finger on the ground.

There is no firewood to survive this winter.

The fire was lit, and thick black smoke rose at the same time.

But he didn't care, carefully boiling the food in the broken pot, and coughed violently from time to time.

After a while, he took the only bowl left in the house and handed it to the woman in the house.

"Come on, don't cry, there will always be a way."

The woman looked up, what a stunning face, her facial features were impeccable, and even if she had been covered with dust for a long time, she could not hide her beauty.

"Thank you." She took the bowl in the old man's hand, and her blue eyes were still filled with tears, which was very moving.

"Girl, what's your name?"

"Zhuan."

"What a name." The old man sighed, "Where do your relatives live?" Maybe I can show you the way. ”

She lowered her head and let her long dark blue hair fall into the soup, and her shoulders trembled slightly.

After sobbing for a while, she turned her head to look at the boy lying on the bed, and after making sure he was asleep, she shook her head: "No, I lied to Ozawa." ”

The old man looked at the faint fire and sighed again: "If the girl doesn't dislike it, let's stay here for the time being." ”

"Thank you, uncle, we'll leave tomorrow as soon as the snow stops."

"Nonsense!"

The old man suddenly raised his voice, and he looked at him in astonishment, and the baby next to him let out a disgruntled chirping.

"Let's go? Where to? The old man tried to pick up the baby with one hand but was unsuccessful.

Seeing this, he picked up the baby and stroked his back, and he slowly fell into a deep sleep. As soon as he put him down, he cried loudly in protest, and he had to pick him up again.

"Girl, you have all walked from the cold east to the west, far enough." The old man coughed a few times, and then said, "This child's body can't go on. ”

Zhuan looked at Ozawa worriedly, this was probably the most comfortable sleep he had in years. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but purse her lips.

"You see, there are only two of us in this family now, an old man and a young man, if you come, you can help me take care of Mu'er."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you......" Zhuan could only keep repeating the words of thanks, and tears couldn't help but flow down again.

She looked down to wipe away her tears, and saw Mu'er waving her hands and giggling at her, and the smile was very infectious.

"It seems that he likes you very much, so I'm relieved." The old man's chaotic eyes lit up, and he squeezed Mu'er's little hand.

"What about his parents?"

The old man was shocked, turned his head and sighed, "Let's go." ”

The white-haired man sent the black-haired man, what a sorrow it was, and he didn't know how to comfort him.

Is it unfortunate or lucky that the poor people in this room get together?

"In the future, when you meet someone from the Shang family, go around the point." The old man was silent for a long time and suddenly spoke, "They're not people......

/

Bang, the door closed mercilessly in front of my eyes.

He didn't give up, and patted the door again: "Please, I will find a way to get the money, please treat him first." ”

After knocking for a long time, the door of the medical hall still did not open, and he walked down the street in despair.

In the past few days, she has searched almost all the medical halls in Pingyuan, but the high consultation fee makes her helpless.

"Yo roar, why is the little beauty sad." A few gentlemen in fine clothes and jade food stopped her, and the person at the head was dressed in flowers and branches, like a peacock.

"Go away."

The flower peacock became excited: "It's still a strong master, I like it." As he spoke, he reached out and dragged her into the corner.

How can the strength of an ordinary woman be comparable to that of a man, let alone a few men.

She screamed in horror as they dragged her into the alley, but passers-by avoided it and no one stepped forward.

"Do you know who I am, sir?" The flower peacock held down the sand slapped her hard, "Master, I am the eldest young master of the Shang family." ”

Shang Jia...... The old man's words suddenly sounded in her head, and she couldn't help but shudder.

"Stop."

It was the voice of an old man.

"Yo, old man, meet again." The peacock smiled contemptuously, "I like your daughter very much, but it's a pity that the tigress in my family can't accommodate her." ”

The old man trembled with anger: "You shameless thing." ”

"Shameless?" The flower peacock laughed, "Yes, master, I just played with your daughter, what can you do?" In the end, I can't just swallow my anger. ”

The peacock walked over and punched the old man, who fell to the ground and coughed violently, squirting a mouthful of blood on the ground.

"Uncle, how are you?" In a panic, he ran to the old man and picked him up.

"Tsk." The flower peacock pursed his lips, "The old immortal spoils the master's interest." Beckoning to his companion, "Gone, gone, no fun." ”

He walked a few steps and suddenly turned back to Zhuo and said, "Little beauty, the master will accompany you another day." ”

I didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and I didn't raise my head.

Zhuan helped the old man to walk back, and before entering the house, he heard Mu'er's cry, and the two hurried into the house, and saw Xiao Ze hurriedly picking up Mu'er from the ground.

"Right...... I'm sorry, I just wanted to ......," Ozawa explained with his head down.

The old man touched Xiao Ze's head: "Child, don't be afraid, it's okay." ”

"Sister-in-law, am I dragging you down?"

"How so?" Tsu covered the quilt for Ozawa, "Ozawa will defend his family and the country in the future." ”

"But...... Do I really have a future? ”

"Definitely, as long as you survive this winter, you will be better than your brother."

"My brother is a blood-clothed general, but ...... I'm going to rebuild the Bloody Clothes in the future! Ozawa patted his chest and said, suddenly he coughed, and it took a long time to recover.

Looking at the starlight in Ozawa's eyes, the indescribable sourness in his heart, if he couldn't make up the cost of medicine, Ozawa might not be able to spend this month at all.

She turned her head to look at the old man who was coaxing Mu'er on his back, she had already added such a burden to the family, and she couldn't go on like this no matter what.

That day, he didn't sleep all night.

The next day, while the other three were still asleep, Zhuan prepared breakfast for the three of them as usual.

She put a letter beside Ozawa and laughed silently, laughing and laughing tears falling from her eyes.

She pushed open the door and walked out, she never thought that this would be the last time she looked at Ozawa.

/

Dizzy, there seemed to be people around him, and it seemed to be empty, I don't know how long he fell asleep, Ozawa slowly opened his eyes.

Mu'er, who was sitting in the cradle and entertaining himself, saw that Ozawa woke up, grinned and giggled, holding a rattle and waving it in the air.

Ozawa felt that his body was stronger than before, jumped out of bed and walked around the room, and asked, "Mu'er, where did Uncle and sister-in-law go?" ”

Mu'er seemed to understand, babbling and gesturing, but Ozawa couldn't understand Mu'er's words, so he had to sit on the edge of the bed and play with Mu'er.

Not long after playing, Mu'er suddenly began to cry, thinking that he should be hungry, so Ozawa went to the kitchen to find some food.

Pushing open the door of the kitchen, Ozawa was startled: "Uncle, are you at home?"

The old man turned his back to him and quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Ozawa is awake."

"How long did I sleep?"

"How long?" The old man's eyes were empty, "About three or four days." ”

"Where's my sister-in-law?"

She ...... Went out. ”

The suspicious pause alerted Ozawa, who asked, "Where did you go?"

The old man hung his head and did not speak, silently threw a handful of firewood into the stove, and slowly fanned it with a fan.

"Uncle, where did sister-in-law go?" Ozawa was in a hurry, he ran to the old man, squatted down and looked into the old man's eyes.

As soon as the old man's gaze made contact with Ozawa, tears flowed down the wrinkled ravine.

A bad premonition flashed in his heart, and Ozawa anxiously asked, "Uncle, did something happen to my sister-in-law?" Just tell me okay? Please, Abel. ”

The old man slowly stood up on crutches, and he poured the medicine from the stove into the bowl: "I'll tell you when I drink it first." ”

Desperate to know the whereabouts of his sister-in-law, Xiao Ze drank it all despite the medicine, and urged the old man while sighing: "Uncle, what's wrong?" ”

"You promise me first, no matter what you know, don't be impulsive."

After receiving an affirmative answer, the old man walked slowly to the room and took out a letter from under the worn cotton wool.

Ozawa quickly opened the letter and read it, his face becoming paler and paler. He trembled, and felt that the sky was spinning, like falling into an ice cave.

"Impossible, how possible, impossible......," he muttered, and sat down on the ground, still clutching the letter tightly in his hand.

The old man hugged Xiao Ze and said, "Xiao Ze, I will treat you as your own son in the future, okay?" Three generations of our ancestors and grandchildren, live a good life, okay? ”

Ozawa stood in front of the window, day after day, watching the sun rise and sunset, watching the snow melt, and watching the old trees in front of the house grow buds......

/

The trees are shady, and the summer insects are croaking.

It was dusk, while the sun was still struggling on the horizon, when a rough knock was heard at the door.

The old man walked from the kitchen to the door, and he was out of breath after only a few steps, and he coughed, and his voice was hoarse: "Who? ”

"Is there a guy named Zhuan who has lived here?" The man outside the door asked sharply.

Hearing his sister-in-law's name, Ozawa's ears moved, and he slowly turned around and stared straight at the door.

As soon as they opened the door, a group of people broke in violently, pushed away the old man who was blocking them, smashed something when he saw it, and kicked it a few times after smashing it.

The loud noise woke Mu'er, and he was so frightened that he cried.

"Yo, there's a kid here." Someone walked over and looked at Mu'er, who was still a toddler, and sneered.

The man raised the short knife in his hand, Ozawa's eyes widened, and he rushed over, and the man fell to the ground unprepared for a moment. Ozawa picked up the wooden chair and threw it at him, and the man just stood up with his stomach in his hands and fell down again.

Ozawa picked up the short knife on the ground and walked towards the rest with a blank face.

At this time, Ozawa's eyes were outward, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was completely angry.

The born calf was not afraid of tigers, and the group was calmed down and retreated step by step.

"Get out of my house." Ozawa said viciously.

"Just by ......" Before the words fell, the short knife cut off the speaker's little finger without hesitation.

The man screamed and pushed behind his companions: "This ...... This kid is a practitioner. ”

"I repeat, get out of my house!"

The group weighed it, although it should not be difficult for so many people to subdue a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, I am afraid that the price ...... They looked at each other and walked out in a huff.

Ozawa dropped the knife, bent over and gasped, his bones stiffened a lot after not practicing for too long, and coupled with his long-term illness, this tossing almost consumed all his energy.

Fortunately, the foundation of childhood is very good, and it can also play a deterrent role.

When his strength recovered, he hurriedly ran over to help the old man up: "Uncle, how are you?"

The old man had his eyes closed, and his breathing was very weak and intermittent.

Ozawa shook the old man's shoulders, and the old man finally opened his eyes slowly, and he was overjoyed: "Uncle, hold on, I'll go find a doctor."

The old man grabbed Xiao Ze's wrist, and the thin knuckles were so powerful at this time, and he said, "Xiao Ze, can you do Abel a favor?" Help me get Mu'er ......"

Ozawa shook his head desperately: "I don't want it, Uncle, you want to watch Mu'er grow up by yourself."

"Don't make a fuss." The old man stopped and took a deep breath, "There is a package in Abo's house, and there are some copper coins in it, although it is not much, it is enough for you to get out of the city."

"I don't want you to take care of Mu'er, you give him to someone who is willing to adopt him, and then you go out of the city immediately, these people are not coming for you."

"And who are they aiming for?"

"Hurry up, don't go or ......"

The old man's words came to an abrupt end, his hand still maintaining a pushing posture, and Ozawa tried the old man's snort tremblingly, and suddenly burst into tears.

He swallowed tears into his stomach, and now was not the time to cry.

Ozawa covered the old man's eyes, picked him up and put him on the bed, and covered him with a quilt as if he were asleep. The old man is as light as a withered fallen leaf, and the fallen leaves can still return to the roots, I don't know if the old man can return home.

He stuffed the copper plates into Mu'er's pocket, hung the wooden plaque with the eight characters of his birthday on Mu'er's neck, and carried Mu'er out of the house to the Guanyin Temple.

He squatted there to watch the pilgrims come and go, and the temple was dedicated to Guanyin, who sent her son, and most of the young women came in and out.

Suddenly, he rushed in front of an older woman, shoved Mu'er into her hands, turned and ran. When he heard the woman calling out to him from behind, he didn't look back, and ran out of a few streets in one breath before he dared to stop.

The night wind swept up his wide coat like an eagle ready to fly.

He used the money he had left behind to buy a knife from the vendor, stuck it in his waist, and slowly walked towards Shangfu.

/

The sun was setting, and he had been kneeling in the courtyard for a day.

Beneath her knees was a bumpy and spiky slate, and her face had long since turned pale, but she still stubbornly straightened her back.

The young lady of the Shang family pinched her face: "Tut-tut, this is the fox who seduces my man, I don't think that's it." ”

He didn't even look at her, and looked straight ahead indifferently.

"What is the thing that flatters the Lord with Israel, what is it that is high now?" The young lady was extremely dissatisfied with Zhuan's attitude, and instructed the servant, "Come on, tear this slut's face for me, and see how she hooks up with others." ”

The servant trembled and didn't dare to step forward: "Young lady, no matter how she says it, she is also the concubine of the eldest young master, I'm afraid it will be ......."

"Him?" The young lady sneered, "He dares to bring a few back, and I dare to kill a few." As he spoke, he took the whip from the maid beside him and walked to Zhuan.

One, two, three......

Blood flowed down the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were empty, dead silent.

The young lady became more and more angry, picked up the scissors and was about to slash at Zhuan's face, when a person rushed in crying:

"Auntie, you have to make the decision for me!"

"Hmph, I can't do this little thing."

"But that annoying old man should be gone." The man said, "Don't worry, young lady, the old man is gone, and the can't survive." ”

"Why don't you cut the grass and eradicate it?" The young lady blushed.

"This ......," the man rubbed his hands, "I wanted to solve it directly, but I didn't expect a nosy person to come out and hurt our people." ”

His eyes widened suddenly, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Where have you been?"

"Someone who dares to hurt me." The young lady ignored her, "You find a few people with better martial arts, and you must deal with him for me." ”

"Let him go, I beg you to let him go."

Guessing who they were talking about, she trembled uncontrollably, and crawled to her knees in front of the young lady, her head bowed to the ground.

The young lady stepped on her head: "What? Now know that you are begging for mercy? ”

"Please, you can do whatever you want to me, let him go......"

"Leave it alone, okay." The young lady bent down and tugged at her hair, "I'll see, you have good eyes, how about giving it to me?" ”

She looked up at him in disbelief, tears welling up in her turquoise blue eyes.

"If you don't want to, then ......"

Before the words fell, Lian suddenly jumped up, snatched the scissors from the young lady's hand, and stabbed himself in the eye without hesitation.

Everyone present was stunned by this sudden scene.

Throwing away the scissors, blood trickling down her eyes, she smiled and groped her way towards the young lady: "So you can let him go." ”

Before she could take two steps, her legs went limp and she fainted.

The young lady stroked her chest, and she looked at her in a daze, unable to say a word for a long time.

"Young lady, we just caught that kid outside the mansion, look at ......" The guard-like man walked over.

"Spare it?" The corners of the young lady's mouth hooked up a sneer, "Whatever you can do, just don't kill it." ”

/

Ozawa was lying in the pile of rocks in the mountain of descent, and there was not a single intact skin on his body.

He stared at the deep sky.

It seems that he is still so useless, he sighed in his heart, and said every day that he wanted to become a big hero, but now he can't even protect the people around him.

No, you can't give up, as long as you're alive, there's hope.

He stood up with his almost shattered body, took a step with all his might, and fell to the ground again, resting for a moment to get up again with all his might, but fell down again.

Stand up, fall, fall, stand up...... If he can't stand up, he will crawl, and if he can't climb, he will move, and he will move towards the side of the road little by little.

At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind:

I want to live!

However, he no longer had the strength to move.

Is that the end of it? That's the end of it.

Suddenly, a frightened scream came, and a little girl stood a few steps away from him, looking at him timidly with purple eyes.

She cautiously walked over, found a branch from the ground, and poked Ozawa: "You, are you still alive?" ”

Ozawa rolled his eyes, his lips moving but not making a sound.

"Are you hungry?"

The little girl opened her palm as she spoke, stuffed a piece of candy into Ozawa's mouth, and muttered, "This is what Brother Yu just gave me......"

Ozawa has eaten a lot of sugar, but none of them have been so sweet, and this memory is a lifetime.

"You hold on a little longer." The little girl smiled, turned and ran away.

Ozawa thought that he had seen the brightest light in the world.

Moths to the fire, as sweet as food.

When he woke up again, the wounds on his body had been treated.

"What the hell am I doing wrong that they're going to do this to me?" He asked the white maniac.

The white madman was silent for a long time with the medicine in his hand, and said lightly: "The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty." ”

Pressed again, the white madman never spoke.

Under the careful care of the white madman, he was able to get out of bed and walk in a few days.

When he got a little better, he began to practice secretly, and he didn't care about being scolded by white madmen many times, and still went his own way.

The white madman had no choice but to give up, and somehow got a wooden sword for him.

On this day, when he came back from sword practice in the woods, he saw the little girl watching the prince leave with longing eyes, and he felt a little lost in his heart.

Ozawa walked over, crossed his arms and pretended to be profound: "Do you like him?" ”

"How do you know?" The little girl was startled.

Ozawa pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "Everyone can see it, right?" ”

The little girl covered his mouth: "In the future, I can share half of my sugar with you, and you can't say it." ”

"Okay." He shrugged, "My name is Cheng Ze, I haven't known your name for so long?" ”

"Moon slave, it's good if you call me a slave."

The little girl laughed, her eyebrows were crooked, and she was very good-looking.

Within a few months, the moon slave left the infirmary. Later, during the Pingyuan Rebellion, Ozawa left Hanshu with the fleeing crowd.

He changed his name, traveled to many countries, met many people, and ate a lot of sugar.

But there isn't a single candy like that.

/

Huai drunk sat on the top of the city tower and looked at the sleeping Yuan Yao, how many unknown deeds were hidden under these prosperity.

There was a sound of footsteps downstairs, and he suddenly laughed when he saw someone coming, and the woman who was lying on the edge of the city tower and looking at it gradually overlapped with the little girl back then.

He hung upside down: "Yo Yo Yo, which little lady is this waiting for my brother?" ”