From that day on, I was a disciple of the Beggar Gang.

However, at that time, Master was already very old and could no longer teach us martial arts, but he gave us these means to make a living, and even if Master left in the future, we would not be hungry.

There are a few more children here, the older ones are only me and my brother, and Zhouzhou and Bell are younger. So every day we went up the mountain to cut some bamboo, the younger bells and boats came back to find some leaves, and in the afternoon we sat together and knitted something.

Those weaving things are nothing more than small back baskets, small baskets, small dustpans, and some little rabbits, little dragonflies that little dolls like, and even little birds.

But I was the last to come, and I wasn't taught complicated things, so I was taught by my brother to weave a small basket. Although we lived a poorer life, at that time our group lit an oil lamp, and everyone sat around the oil lamp, and then continued our work while listening to the story of the rivers and lakes told by the master.

Master has talked about the Seven Stars of Wanxiang Palace, the Emei Heavenly Immortals of Emei, the top ten beauties in the rivers and lakes, and the Hengshan faction that has been destroyed. I remember my brother's face, which looked extraordinarily gentle in the soft light of the oil lamp.

Zhou Zhou and Bell are younger, and they will always stop to listen to Master tell stories at this time, and when Master occasionally stops, Zhou Zhou and Bell will be anxious to say, "Master continue, Master continue!" Then the Master would touch his white beard and raise his head and say, "If there is a child who is willing to give the Master a leg beat, then the Master is willing to continue talking." ”

Then Zhou Zhou and the bell would smile and massage Master's legs, "Okay, Master, keep talking." Then the master enjoyed the two little dolls beating his legs, and then proudly stroked his beard, and would give me and my brother a look, and then continue to tell the story. Master is like an old child.

At such times, my brother and I would often look at each other, then smile and shake our heads, continue to work on what we have in hand, and then listen to the stories of the master's rivers and lakes.

At that time, I was young, and I was full of curiosity about the rivers and lakes that my master said, and I would also fantasize that I would make moves in my hands, and then face the encirclement and suppression of many people, but I came out full of blood and became a famous female devil from all over the world. Or use your martial arts to save the people around you, and be called a savior.

That's all my fantasies about the rivers and lakes at the beginning. Occasionally, I will think about waiting for myself to grow up in the future, and then go through the rivers and lakes with everyone, and then meet someone who really loves me, and then live happily together, even if it is in the face of firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea day and night, I am willing to live a plain and gentle life.

If I knew that I would become like this in the future, a person with blood on my hands, would I still have expectations for the rivers and lakes? I don't think so.

I still remember the first time I went to chop bamboo with my brother, when I carried a small basket on my back and a woodcutter in the basket. At that time, I didn't even know how to sift bamboo, I could only cut it as I watched, and I would hurt my own hand.

However, the senior brother patiently taught me, "Weiwei, you have to choose." The bamboo we chose should be slightly longer, but not too old. Bamboos that are too old are harder and not suitable for weaving knick-knacks. However, the bamboo that is too tender will not work, it has not grown yet, and it is not possible to weave such a thing as a small back basket, and it is easy to be damaged. ”

I probably understood what the senior brother meant, and followed the senior brother to choose slowly, but at the beginning I didn't dare to make a decision, and every time I saw a possible bamboo, I would call "senior brother" "Senior brother, can you come and see this?" ”

Senior brother treats me as a child, and when he chooses the right one, he will touch my head and praise me, "That's it, Weiwei is so smart." If it can't be used, the senior brother will also say, "It's okay, let's keep looking, we will always find it." ”

I learned it in my brother's gentle voice, and I didn't need my brother to teach me anymore, and I would choose it myself. Senior brother would occasionally laugh and praise me, "Weiwei is so smart." "In my brother's eyes, it seems like I will always be a child.

After we have selected the bamboo, we will divide the bamboo into one by one in the bamboo forest, and then remove the bamboo joints to facilitate the weaving later. I still remember that in the beginning, I couldn't control the strength and often accidentally cut my hand.

But every time I cut my hand, my brother would rush to my side, look at my hand, then blow on me, tear off a small section of my clothes to wrap my wound, and even scold himself for not taking care of me.

Now that I think about it, I think I was really stupid at that time, and I couldn't do it well with a simple division of bamboo strips, and I would be scratched like this almost every once in a while. As I remember, at least for a long time, my brother carried the corner of his torn coat with him, and every time I was not careful, he would bandage me, and when there was no bleeding, he would take it off for me and wash it.

We do this every day, we cut the bamboo into long strips, then remove the knots of the bamboo, and then bend it and tie it with a rope and take it home.

Usually when we go back, Zhouzhou and Bell have already picked up some firewood nearby and come back and pile it next to it.

Zhou Zhou and the bell usually just collect firewood near the temple, and the master followed them, but he was not worried. The two little ones are young, and they often come back and go again and again, and come back again.

The boat and the bell are still small, and they can't split the firewood when they encounter some coarser firewood, but they will still pick it up. Then wait for the senior brother to come back and run to stick to the senior brother, you have to let the senior brother praise them first, and then let the senior brother go to chop firewood.

Master opened a vegetable field near the temple, and when Master was old, we wouldn't let him chop wood and do things, so he went to the street to buy some seeds and planted vegetables. Every day, we choose some good dishes, and then I make a fire and my brother stir-fry. Although the days were poorer, I never felt sad, and those poor days became the things I miss the most in my long life.

Master is not in good health and always likes to cough, and every time he coughs, he will always be the first to run over to bring water to Master, and then pat Master on the back. Zhou Zhou and the bell patted Master's leg pitifully, chanting, "Master." ”

Master smiled and waved his hand, and then he said, "Don't worry about me, old man." ”

Occasionally, the master would secretly make up a few more gadgets when the senior brother was not paying attention. But the senior brother is the most careful, whoever made up a few small things, who made it up can be seen at a glance. So every time the master secretly did this, he would be discovered by the senior brother, and in the end, the senior brother would always stare at him, cross his waist and say, "Why doesn't the master listen to the disciple?" ”

Master always lowered his head and smiled, every time the senior brother said him, he didn't get angry, and after a few laughs, the senior brother didn't get angry.

But occasionally, when the senior brother actually looks at the master's compilation, he will pretend to be stupid and pretend that he doesn't know. After finishing weaving the rattan that I carried back today, I said happily, "I will finish knitting it soon today, so let's rest early today." ”

Master would always raise his head and smile and say, "Then let's rest early today." ”

Zhou Zhou and Bell had to say at the beginning, "Senior brother, it was the master who secretly made a few!" Every time, the senior brother would pretend to be angry, and then say to the master, "Wow, the master obviously promised the disciple!" Then the master lowered his head and was scolded by the senior brother again, and he didn't dare to speak, so he had to hint with his eyes that Zhou Zhou and the bell should not tell the senior brother next time.