I remember when I met my brother, I was very young, only seven or eight years old. At that time, I was a thief who had to do everything in my power to survive.

My parents didn't want me anymore, they wanted a son, so they didn't want me anymore after my brother was born. Actually, I could find my way home, but I didn't want to. What are you going to do back? Back to a home that no longer belongs? I don't want to, and I don't have to.

That's when I started wandering the streets.

At the beginning, the shopkeeper of a restaurant asked me if I would like to help, and I would like to eat and live. As a result, I was given steamed buns every day, and there was only one meal a day. I finally waited for a month, but I was not given a penny, and I was kicked out. I was really hungry.

I stole buns that day, and it was the first time I stole buns. The turkey who worked in the bun shop scolded and chased out, and after chasing for a while, I ran into a dead end. At that time, the shopkeeper finally came, and watched me hold the bun to death, and did not beat me.

I remember the shopkeeper asking me, "Are you hungry?" "I didn't dare answer him. I only remember that I was really hungry at that time, and I didn't dare to speak, I just hugged the bun and didn't dare to let go, I didn't dare to let go, I was afraid that the bun would be gone.

I remember I was terrified, but the shopkeeper was a very nice man. In the end, the shopkeeper didn't embarrass me, just sighed and left. And I only dared to take out the bun after the shopkeeper had gone for a long, long time. I didn't want to be a thief, and tears just fell on the buns.

I ate the bun in two bites, and I couldn't hold back some tears. I didn't think about it at first, I never thought that I would one day have to live by stealing, and I didn't think about stealing.

Why did I work in a restaurant for so long, and those people didn't pay me? I don't understand, and I don't know why they do it.

What should I do? I have nowhere else to go.

Later, until so long later, I still remember that I was facing the sun, and the sun pierced my eyes and made me a little dazzled, but I still remember the hand that stretched out to me, and I saw my brother at that time.

Senior brother, the senior brother I met at that time was the senior brother who saved me.

Senior brother, he took my hand, helped me up, and wiped the blood off my face for me. I didn't dare to look at him, I just kept my head down.

Senior brother touched my head, then smiled softly at me and asked me softly, "If you don't have a place to go, would you like to come with me?" ”

I always remember that my brother didn't look much older than me. Senior Brother smiled softly at me, and then whispered, "Would you like to come with me?" It may be hard work for us together, but at least there will be a place to stay, what do you think? ”

My brother is really a very gentle man, and he still thinks about it now, he once pulled me out of the mud with great tenderness and wiped the dirt off my body.

Actually, I have nowhere to go, and it doesn't make much difference to me where I go, and even for me, it's good to have a place to shelter from the wind and rain. I finally nodded and said, "Okay." ”

However, the senior brother didn't seem to expect me to agree directly, and explained dryly, "I'm not a bad person, I saw that you have been wandering the streets for a long time, so I asked you if you would like to come with me." Although I can't let you have a rich life, but the most basic life is no problem, would you like to come with me? ”

I looked at him, his cheeks clean despite his patched clothes. Senior brother, he held my hand and held my hand all the way.

It's hard for me to feel that kind of peace of mind, it's been a month or two since I left home, in fact, now that I think about it, why did I just follow him at that time? Obviously, I don't know what kind of person my senior brother is, and I don't know whether he is good or bad.

Is it just because Senior Brother looks like a good person? But like this, the days of having someone by my side and someone holding my hand seem to have finally returned. The warm sun shines on me, should those gentle days come back again? I think it should be.

Now that I think about it, it must have been the sunshine of that day that dazzled me and illuminated my heart that I hadn't opened for a long time. Otherwise, how could someone like me reach out and follow?

He took me on a long walk to a small temple. It was a small abandoned temple, and it didn't look like someone came to worship on weekdays. There was a coughing sound from one person inside, and two children younger than me called him when they saw him, "Senior Brother Changhuan is back!" ”

That's when I learned that his name was Chang Huan. A very young child grabbed her trouser leg, and he bent down to pick the little girl up, teasing her for a while before putting it down.

The senior brother turned to me and said, "I was in a hurry along the way, but I forgot to ask, what is your name?" ”

I said, "Mo Wei." ”

Senior brother, he paused for a long time, touched my head and said, "Very nice name." Then he pointed to the two dolls and smiled and said, "This male doll is Zhouzhou, and that female doll is a bell." The two children looked at me and smiled, and the senior brother smiled and said, "This is Mo Wei, and she will be your sister in the future." ”

Then my brother took me by the hand and walked into the temple, where there sat an old man sitting cross-legged and coughing, holding some rattan leaf stuff in his hand, coughing and coughing, and I saw that he seemed to cough up a mouthful of blood.

The senior brother hurriedly patted him on the back and blamed, "Why did the master do this again, the disciple just told you yesterday not to do this, the disciple came back to do it, why didn't the master listen to the disciple?" The master is not in good health, so he can do these for the disciple, and the disciple can do it. ”

The old man smiled and coughed for a while, put down the things in his hand, touched his brother's head, took his brother's hand and said, "Master is old, the time is almost up, Master wants to do more things, I have to think about it for you, if Master returns to heaven, then what about you children?" Master can't rest assured that there are so many of you. ”

The senior brother glared at him, "Master is talking nonsense again, Master still has to wait for a few of us to grow up." ”

The old man laughed for a while, only to find me standing at the door, patted the straw-paved bed beside me, and said, "Son, sit here." ”

I hesitated for a moment, my brother smiled at me, and then I sat down next to the old man.

The old man looked at me, then touched my head and said, "Child, are you willing to be a disciple of my beggar gang?" I looked at him suspiciously, and the old man touched my head and said softly, "I am a disciple of the beggar gang, if you want to, you can become a disciple of my beggar gang." ”

From then on, that old man became my master, and Chang Huan became my senior brother. In my heart, only this old man is my master, and he is also the person I cherish.