"Giggle...... Giggle......"

"Quack, quack......"

The yellow-flowered chickens in the chicken shed shrank their necks and kept calling, the chicken feathers flew around, and the all over the ground smelled disgusting. This doesn't count, the filthy chicken seller threw a few Luhua ducks into it together, and by the way, he threw in two black steamed buns, and warned viciously: "Don't be ignorant, your father took me ten taels of silver, that is, he sold you to me." If I am happy, I will still let you be my daughter-in-law. If you are not happy, they will immediately sell you to the flower monk in the mountain, and torture you in every way, so that the heavens should not be, and the earth will not be spiritual. ”

With a bang, the chicken coop was locked again.

Ye Atian wanted to cry.

Who has her bad luck? She was sold by her own father. My father is a good gambler, my stepmother is addicted to alcohol, my half-brother steals chickens and dogs all day long, and the family is getting poorer and poorer, and I can't open the pot.

Fortunately, the chicken dealer hadn't tied her up yet. If she could escape, she would have fled.

This chicken dealer has a very bad reputation in Shili Eight Villages. The mother-in-law married one after another, and he tortured them to death. Some jumped into the river, and some wiped their necks with knives.

Ye Atian is at home, in addition to cooking, weaving, and growing vegetables, he also raises chickens. Every time the chicken lays an egg, and the egg is not hot in her palm, the stepmother will urge her to go to the market to sell it quickly, and buy back wine and meat for her to eat and drink. If it weren't for the sale of chickens, Ye Atian wouldn't want to take a second look at these chicken dealers in their forties. Not to mention anything else, just the big yellow tumor on his face, a handful of black hair growing on the tumor, it was enough for her to be disgusting.

On that day, Ye Atian was rarely called over by his stepmother, and under the gaze of his father, he poured a few sips of rice wine and became drunk and unconscious. When I woke up, I found myself lying on the stinking bed of the chicken seller.

The chicken seller wanted to pull her clothes and remove her pants, Ye Atian was a village girl who did the work, and she had the strength to resist desperately. After three days of Rao, the chicken dealer never succeeded. Annoyed, he scolded her a few times, carried her to the chicken coop, told her to suffer for a few days, and turned her temperament.

Tonight, the chicken seller drank a jar of rice wine and fell asleep in the house.

Ah Tian listened to his snoring while driving away the chickens and ducks that were jumping around, covering his nose and looking for a way to escape. But the chicken shed is sturdy and the door lock is firm, how can it be born? She thought about it for half the night and figured out how to do it.

The next day, when it was dawn, the rooster crowed, and the chicken seller shook his head and walked out of the yard, and he stared at the chicken coop for a moment, and realized that something was wrong.

A hole was opened in the roof of the chicken shed, and there were broken bricks and tiles piled up underneath. When I opened the chicken shed, I saw that in addition to the jumping chickens and ducks, the dead girl was really gone! How dare you run away? Give me back ten taels of silver! The chicken seller scolded and scolded, lifted the whip, drove the ox cart, and hurriedly went to find Ye Atian's father, Ye Laoluo.

Fortunately, Ah Tian fled in a different direction. The chicken seller went west, and she went east. She crossed woods after woods, knoll after hillock, with her head covered. Thanks to her good figure, she was panting, but she still had energy, but she was thirsty and panicked.

Ah Tian looked at the clusters of mountains in front of him, and he didn't know where to flee. But I guess I've walked dozens of miles along the way. Before dawn, she left the entrance of the village. At this time, the sun was already in the west, and it was dusk. Probably...... You're safe, right? She stopped, looked at a bright red fruit next to the tree, took a bite and ate it. Unexpectedly, the fruit was bitter and astringent. Ah Tian threw the fruit, covered his face, and then cried as much as he could. She cried that she left her mother who left her at the age of three, cried for her cruel father who was greedy for money, and cried that her life was miserable......

This cry was uncontrollable, and he cried from dusk to dark. Ah Tian is a village girl, who gets up early and works with stars and moons at night, not afraid of the dark, nor afraid of night roads. But she was hungry, and she hadn't eaten a drop of water or a bite of food since the morning.

Now that you've escaped, you can't go back no matter what. She didn't believe it, the world outside the village was so big, there was no place for her Ye Atian!

As soon as it was dark, Ye Atian went up the mountain. The mountains around here are all mountainous, not high, and the mountains are full of lush trees. She counted on a family in the mountains to take her in for one night.

Deep in the mountains. The mountains were filled with the cries of cuckoos. In the afterglow of the newly rising moon, Ah Tian happily found a vegetable field. If there is a vegetable field, there will be a family. She cautiously followed the path at the end of the vegetable field until she reached a cluster of tall chestnut trees.

In the distance, there seemed to be lights and candles flickering on and off. It seems that there is a small temple under the tree.

Ah Tian suddenly felt hopeful. Since she is a monk, the monk is compassionate, and she will definitely be taken in and eaten and drunk with her. When he arrived at the temple, Ah Tian felt slightly disappointed. The temple is low and dilapidated, the front of the temple is covered with moss, and the courtyard gate is made of fences, which is also very low. She stepped forward cautiously and knocked on the door and whispered, "Is there anyone?" Anyone? ”

After several calls, no one answered.

But even if there is no one, she has to go in so that this is a place to live. In order to prevent falling, Ah Tian walked very slowly. When I entered a hut, the room was simple and empty, except for a portrait of a Bodhisattva on the wall, which was quite vivid.

As she walked a little further, she heard a sound in the next room. When I looked, there was someone inside. Under the candlelight, there was a monk with a bare head, rolling up his sleeves, barefoot, and a bitter face, pushing a grinding plate there, babbling, it turned out to be grinding tofu.

Ah Tian felt that the posture of grinding tofu was wrong, awkward, and not authentic, so he shouted when he saw it: "Little monk, you have turned the grinding plate upside down!" ”

As soon as these words came out, my feet slipped again. She was unsteady on her feet, and she slipped all the way to the millstone, and in order to prevent her from falling, she sat on the millstone, and her legs coincidentally climbed on the monk's shoulder and neck.