Heavy snow.

The New Year is approaching, and the people of Mozhou City are preparing food and clothing for Chinese New Year's Eve.

Many women led their wrapped round children out into the streets, and in anticipation of the children, they stopped in front of the candied fruit stalls, or those selling sugar gourds, steamed buns, and all kinds of pastry shops.

The city of Mozhou at the end of the year is always very lively and joyful.

Yechen, who was only six years old, sat on the street, his little face dirty, his thin linen clothes old and torn, and the cold wind mixed with snowflakes hulala drilled into his heart.

He rubbed his palms together from the cold and took a breath of hot air.

To no avail.

He soon let out several loud sneezes from the cold.

"It's so cold......" he muttered, a little unbearable.

As a beggar, he was born a little scourge without a father and a mother, and he hates the New Year.

I hate the New Year.

I hate snow like this even more.

"Mother, I want to eat that osmanthus cake, sweet." The little girl with her round bun was led by her mother and walked past him.

He paused, and the next moment picked up the broken bowl on the ground and subconsciously chased after it.

He grabbed the woman's skirt and cried and begged, "Beg the lady to reward her stuttering!" Madame is a great person! Madame......"

"Fuck off! Annoying little beggar! Without waiting for the words to fall, the woman simply kicked the man away.

"Mother!" The little girl was taken aback by her mother's indifference.

The woman immediately picked up the little girl with a distressed face, patted her hand comfortingly on the little girl's back, and said, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, good daughter, remember to see this stinky beggar go away in the future, don't be discouraged by their poor acidity!" ”

"Yes, mother." The little girl was held, nodding her head as if she understood whether she understood or not.

The mother and daughter quickly walked away.

Behind him, the little beggar who was kicked down and lay in the snow did not move for a long time.

Like a dead man, he stiffened his body.

He was too cold.

Such a heavy snow and non-stop winter, and the festive New Year has always been his most hated season.

Because he didn't have a thick jacket, and he didn't have parents who would spoil him, he only had a thin linen coat that he wore from the beginning of the year to the end of the year. A broken bowl.

It is all the belongings of the little beggar Yechen who lived to be six years old.

Nothing.

"Little beggar! Come here! Soon, a little fat man wrapped in a fox fur led a group of subordinates over.

Swaggering.

The little fat man was born to the concubine of the city lord of Mozhou City, and the concubine is said to be born like a fairy, and is very favored by the city lord on weekdays, and even the concubine born with the concubine is also the most favored by the city lord.

In winter, they wear hats and clothes made of the skins of fine animals, and even the boots on their feet are plush.

"Little beggar? Frozen to death? The little master shouted halfway.

The little beggar lying in the snow still didn't move.

The little master couldn't help but be disappointed.

Bored and playing with the stove in his hand, the little master was about to turn around and go back with his minions.

"Little master, wait a minute......" The little beggar lying in the snow moved again.

Stretching out a pair of hands that were frozen red and blackened with frostbite, the little beggar got up from the snow with his teeth bared.

Without the little master's orders, he spontaneously knelt down on all fours in front of the little master, "What does the little master command?" Can you enjoy a small bite of rice? ”

He was so hungry.

It's cold.

But he didn't dare to be too greedy, and if he vetoed the little young master in front of him, he would definitely lose interest.

"Scream twice. After learning like this, Young Master Ben will think about it again. The little master was immediately interested.

"Wang!"

"Woohoo!"

Without even a moment's hesitation, the little beggar lay on all fours in the snow, and learned to bark hard.

"Hahahaha!"

"Not bad! Little beggar, you really look like a dog! ”

The little master patted the small stove in his hand, and soon he was amused and laughed.

It's a pity that this little beggar is not very obedient.

I was too lazy, but I just screamed twice and stopped.

The little young master, who hadn't had enough fun, was naturally unhappy, and even kicked at the little beggar lying on the ground!

"Let you learn to bark! I only gave it to Young Master Ben when I was happy, don't you understand what makes Young Master Ben happy? Do you see that Young Master Ben is happy now? ”

"Don't hurry up and continue!"

“…… Ahem...... cough cough cough cough ...... Okay, don't kick it, little master! He was so hurt that he subconsciously curled up and begged for mercy.

Several more screams.

The kicking that fell on him stopped.

Unable to hold back, the little beggar coughed a few more times.

But he didn't dare to continue to anger the little young master in front of him, so he could only endure the pain in his heart and continue to learn to bark.

"Wang!"

"Woohoo!"

"Woo Woo ......"

The dog-like barking kept going, and I don't know how long it took before the little young master finally asked his subordinate to bring a steamed bun over with satisfaction.

The white and chubby steamed buns have just been taken out of the steamer.

When the servant handed it over, it was still steaming hot.

The little beggar's eyes lit up!

"Thank you, little master!"

I'm going to pounce on it right away.

"Wait!" was trampled on by the little master again.

Lonely and condescending, the little young master looked at him and said, "Young Master Ben's steamed buns, you are a little beggar, are you also worthy of eating?" ”

"Please, little master, the little one is really going to starve to death!"

"What does that have to do with Young Master Ben? A beggar, who cares? ”

Who cares?

Oh, yes...... Who cares?

His stepped hand was forceful, and he tightened the snow on his head, cold to numbness, and the snow was cold, as if it had taken away the last trace of warmth in his heart.

"Otherwise, you will have a game with Young Master Ben's Ah Huang, whoever wins, this steamed bun will be his!" Soon, the little young master said happily again.

As the words fell, one of the subordinates walked out with a big yellow dog with shiny fur.

The little master said hello, and the big yellow dog was put on the ground, fat, tall and strong.

Half a head taller than a little beggar.

"Ah Huang! Come, Master Ben will reward you with food! ”

The little young master smiled, and threw the steamed bun in his hand directly in front of the big yellow dog.

The little beggar looked dumbfounded, and looked at the big yellow dog in front of him, which had already froze.

The stomach rumbled, and then there were screams of hunger.

Let him know that he has not eaten for two days and two nights......

In such a winter, hunger continues...... He felt that his life had reached the end of his life.

"Wang!"

The little beggar lay down again, barked, and crawled all the way to the big yellow dog.

With shaking hands, he picked up the dirty and cold steamed buns that were thrown on the ground and hid them in his arms.

And the whole time, the big yellow dog raised his head highly, and never looked down at the white steamed buns thrown on the ground.

The little beggar knew that it was because he was vegetarian.

The tall and strong yellow dog that was fed is used to eating big fish and meat on weekdays, so where can he see such a dirty vegetarian steamed bun......

"Thank you, young master! You're such a nice guy! But he still smiled tearfully and kowtowed to the dissatisfied young master to thank him.

Because, he wants to live.

Live harder than everyone else!

Someday, get ahead!

Someday, soar!

One day, you will no longer have to sell your self-esteem and dignity, and live an upright life!

……

"Ah Chen?"

"Ah Chen? What happened to you? ”

"Ah Chen? Wake up! ”

There was a buzz in the ears, as if someone was calling.

Yechen frowned, and his closed eyes finally opened slowly.

What caught his eye was a red bed curtain made of fairy silk, the night pearl above his head was faintly bright, covered with a brocade quilt, and his master was staring at him with a worried face.

Seeing him open his eyes, he hurriedly asked, "Okay, what's wrong with you?" ”

As he spoke, he wiped his face with a handkerchief.

It was also at this time that he realized that his cheeks were slightly cold, and he didn't know when he was crying.

"Master." Without thinking about it, he reached out and hugged her tightly.

Forcefully, the head rubbed affectionately on the side of her ear, again and again, like a child who is afraid of being snatched away by his beloved toy.

"Master, I miss you so much!"

OK. Fang is a dream.

OK. He grew up.

OK. He really succeeded and made a big shot.

OK. He had her......

"Master, I love you." Can't help it, he muttered.

"Silly apprentice......" she sighed, and as if she was a little crying and laughing, she reached out and hugged him back, and whispered in a very soft voice, "I love you too." ”

For the rest of my life, I love you only.

"So, don't be afraid. The teacher will not leave you. ”

"Did Fang have a nightmare?"

"But don't be afraid, you have a teacher, and a teacher will always protect you."

Of course.

He's just a gentle "hmm".

Gentle, trembling, smiling contentedly and proudly, he said, "I believe." Because the master will never lie to me. ”

In this life, she promised him.

They will last a lifetime.

Forever, forever and ever......