This is Yinglian, a twelve-year-old girl born into a family of artisans who make bamboo weaving. Pen%Fun%Ge www.biquge.info father Wan Changgen is also a middle-aged man in his forties, who has read books for a few days and recognizes a few square words.

In ancient times, girls born in poor families could not afford to read, and they did not study. At that time, I thought that the more unknowledgeable a woman is, the more traditional she is, the more excellent she is, and the higher her moral character.

Wan Changgen gave birth to a younger brother to Yinglian when she was five years old, so Yinglian has been locked up at home since she was a child to do some housework with her little brother, occasionally learn a little new words from her father, can write her own name, can count, can remember some simple things, now one meter four or five medium height, not fat or thin, apricot eyes, willow eyebrows, shallots, peach-shaped mouth, shawl long hair, no matter the figure is marked to the extreme, in today's words, it is really a beautiful girl!

But I have seen a little boy pass by his house every day, dressed in tatters, dirty, and the same clothes in spring, summer, autumn and winter, and when I see him he is gray, dirty, burying his head and bowing his back, and every evening or evening he will carry it on his back, carrying a bundle of firewood and coming back, and going to the town.

And I also clearly remember that this little boy once jumped into the water to save her, but was beaten by his father, and felt that he always owed him a lot!

She called him brother! Every evening he would call silently, sometimes in the courtyard, sometimes at the door, sometimes on the side of the road; but there were adults there, and he didn't scream! But he never promised her, never looked at her well-

In the evening, I saw my yellow dog pounce on him and bite him, his pants were torn, what a big mouthful, I think he must be in pain, right?

It's just that he endured it without squeaking, he used to guard against it from afar, he had never hit a dog, and today he did it for the first time, so he must have encountered something in his heart?

Yinglian thought like this all night, from a little brother to today's big brother, in addition to gratitude, he always kept silent, silently carrying firewood and passing by the door, a dog rushed up, but also turned his head and waved the wooden stick in his hand to scare it, while guarding, retreating, sometimes I feel that this brother is a little honest, honest and cute, but also pitiful-

Another evening, Yinglian tied the yellow dog to the back of the house, and while the parents were away, she quietly walked out with a package in her hand, standing at the gate of the courtyard, waiting for Lingwa to fetch firewood and pass by.

Lingwa came as promised, and Yinglian saw him from a distance carrying a large bundle of firewood on his back, burying his head and walking over step by step. is still preoccupied, he didn't look around, he just buried his head and walked slowly, and he didn't look up when he walked to Yinglian, as if he had forgotten about the dog bite yesterday.

"Brother-" Yinglian stepped forward and summoned up the courage to call him. After calling it, his face turned red!

Lingwa couldn't help but look up at her as if she was woken up, and thought:

"Why are you again? Why are you always blocking my road? The road is not your family's - I'm not afraid of you, but I'm afraid of your father, I'm afraid of your dog?"

Still without words, he buried his head and continued to walk forward.

"Brother-give-clothes!" Yinglian took a step forward and handed a black cloth package to Lingwa!

"This is my dad's, he's wearing a small one, it's just right for you, take it!"

When Lingwa heard this, she was angry again, thinking that she thought that I was poor and had no clothes to wear, so give me the clothes that your father didn't want? Does your father know? Steal it out and give it to me? I want to wear it and be found by him, won't he beat me as a thief?

Still silent, with an angry look, continue to walk forward.

Yinglian was in a hurry, followed up, threw the clothes on his back, just clamped them on the firewood, and said to him, "Take it, change this body on your body!" After finishing, she turned around and returned to the courtyard.

Lingwa felt that this situation was wrong, and thought to herself, how can I wash your clothes in the future? No, no, I can't ask for it! So she put down the firewood, took off the package from the pyre, and threw it at Yinglian, thinking: I am not poor, and it is not rare for you to give alms.

This time the strength was not small, and it hit Yinglian's body with a snap, and the package was scattered, and a set of clean gray and white clothes and pants were scattered all over the ground-

Seeing this, Yinglian kicked her donkey with her kindness, and the good people didn't have anything to repay?

Lingwa ignored her, thinking that you should cry, it's a big deal to let the dog bite me again tomorrow, and ask your father to beat me?

At this moment, two middle-aged people, a man and a woman, came out of the town, and the man began to shout:

"Stop—" shouted and ran over. The woman ran behind.

This middle-aged man and woman are Yinglian's parents.

Running to the front, as soon as Wan Changgen saw Lingwa, both of them glared angrily,

"What do you want to do, bunny, don't you owe a beating?" Nagane scolded sharply. And he raised his thick fist as if he wanted to move it.

Lingwa also clenched her fists tightly, silently, thinking, if you dare to do it again, I will let you see my fist today-

The woman ran up and went directly into the courtyard to comfort Yinglian:

"What's the matter, Yingzi? What's the matter with this dress? Did he hit you?

Wan Changgen walked over and saw that his clothes were on the ground, and he was immediately angry, grabbed a bamboo root at the edge of the courtyard, and turned around and wanted to jerk at the spirit baby.

Seeing this, Yinglian hurriedly grabbed him and cried, "Don't beat him, Dad!

"Stealing clothes in broad daylight, and still not fighting? This kid has not been clean since he was a child, and now he is still like this when he grows up, see if I don't beat him to death-"

The long root was even more about to fight for it, and Yinglian hurriedly cried: "He didn't steal it! He didn't steal it—yes, yes, it's me—it was given to him, father, if you want to beat it, hit me!"

"Oh, when is this time when are you still protecting him!You girl's family, what does it have to do with him?Why do you want to give him clothes--how is it possible?See that I don't teach him a lesson, next time he comes, he thinks our family is easy to bully!" Changgen didn't listen to Yinglian's crying at all, and struggled to settle accounts with Lingwa.

Yinglian saw that she couldn't hold her father, so she was even more anxious to kneel on her legs and hold his legs with both hands, and continued to cry loudly:

"Dad, don't hit him, please don't hit him - I gave it to him, don't hit him - no!"

Yinglian's mother saw that Lingwa was still stunned, and hurriedly said:

"You baby, go away, why are you still staying?"

Lingwa wanted to take this opportunity to teach Wan Changgen a lesson, thinking don't think I'm a bully, I endured it before, let you, that's when I'm still young and ignorant!

But seeing Yinglian holding him desperately, crying and kneeling to defend herself, think about it or forget it, let you go again, next time I want to practice twice, find a quiet place-

So, he relaxed his fist, glared at Wan Changgen fiercely, lifted the firewood on the ground, gently threw it on his back, and walked away without looking back.

Seeing that Lingwa was gone, Wan Changgen's anger in his heart also disappeared a lot, in fact, he was also afraid in his heart, seeing that the kid was sturdy and muscular, and he was middle-aged, he had long lost the blood and energy of the previous years, and now he started again, it is estimated that he will not take much advantage, but fortunately, the kid left by himself-

Pulled Yinglian up and asked her, why did she always speak for that kid, why did you give him clothes, did he be kind to our family, did he help our family a lot?

Linglian only cried and didn't say anything! I thought to myself, anyway, I think he is honest, capable, and there is nothing wrong with him.

Lingwa returned to the noodle restaurant and didn't think much about it, because of the sudden disappearance of the master in the past few days, she was not in the mood to collect firewood all day long, so she didn't have much firewood. The boss estimated that he had something on his mind, so he didn't ask much, and gave him the same enthusiasm to eat and drink.

When Lingwa returns to the store, she can also help do some other things, such as making noodles, moving flour, cleaning up tables and chairs, and almost everything in the store can be done.

A few times, the boss also told him not to go to collect firewood, to stay in the store to help, but he always said that it was still fun to collect firewood, more firewood can be used by himself, can be sold, and sometimes he can get some game from the mountains back, pheasants, hares, wild goats, and wild boars, to add a bit of flavor to the store, kill a few birds with one stone. The boss had nothing to say.

Leng Banxian is an old man who is almost seventy years old, he has lived in a noodle restaurant for a long time, because the place is too small, and the boss's family is small and lives next door, seeing that Lingwa is also growing up, it is inconvenient to go in and out of washing, and he negotiated with the boss several times, and slowly the boss agreed to him to move out.

The few taels of silver owed, relying on the vigorous work of Lingwa in recent years, have also been paid off, and they do not owe each other. In this way, Lingwa and Old Man Leng now live on West Street, in another inn on the edge of the town.

Here is close to the suburbs, from time to time the cold old man can also go to Xishan to collect medicine, go to the nearby reclamation of a small wasteland, grow some vegetables by himself, the old man is good at health, and study yin and yang gossip, understand some alchemy small spells, so the body has always been very good, sixty or seventy years old, no disease and no pain, deaf and clear, which is rare in the society at that time!

Of the three daughters of the boss's family, the eldest daughter had married into another town, leaving behind a second daughter who was fourteen or fifteen years old and a third daughter who was in her teens. When I saw Lingwa, I was called Brother Wa, and when I was a child, I sometimes played around, but now that I'm older, I feel a little embarrassed to call Brother Wa;

Especially the second daughter, Tingting Yuli, half-concealed and half-hidden, Lingwa wanted to avoid her when she saw her. If you want to be humble, where can you be qualified to laugh with other ladies?

In the past few days, the media's marriage proposal has been endless, but the second lady has a high vision, and she is generally born in the future, and ordinary pawns can't look down on it at all, that is, they don't follow, and they don't marry when they die! The second old man has no idea, and the second lady doesn't dare to go out all day.

Lingwa never seemed to have seen a woman head-on.

When I grew so big, I never had the word woman in my head! It was as if there were only men in the whole world, only good men and bad men, and women were as dispensable as the grass beside the nest of the big tree.

After finishing the work in the store, on the way home, he kept remembering the words left on the wall by the master: "Remember!

How powerful and majestic this name is! What a man, how domineering, how royal! He thought to himself as he walked, thinking that I would change my name too.

My name is also - Yes!

I can change myself, I can become a rich man like Wan Shichang, I can get fame, I can return to my hometown like Yuen Long, and I will be glorified for all generations, I can defeat everyone and be like a general, I can sit in the palace, and maybe I can even become an emperor!

I can learn the "arrow through the mountain" like my master, and with one arrow, the two sides of the mountain are separated.

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, the more triumphant I felt in my heart, and I couldn't help but laugh out loud!

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On this day, Lingwa was collecting firewood on the mountain, and saw dark clouds piling up in the west, and the sun was hidden in the clouds, and it was estimated that heavy rain was coming!

So I hurriedly put down the machete, packed up the firewood all over the ground, and thought that the sky would change for a while, and it was sunny when I went out in the morning, so I didn't bring rain gear, and I didn't want to miscalculate.

Quickly bundled the firewood, picked it up and left, but before it went down the mountain, a thunderous explode in the clear sky, after the rumbling thunder, the heavy rain poured down, and the soybean-like raindrops hit the body densely, and the firewood was on it, and it was instantly soaked. The sky and the earth are full of rain cloth, and the vast and dense are impermeable.

The way down the mountain immediately turned into a stream, and the sound of rushing water washed over Lingwa's worn straw sandals.

He was halfway down the hill, and there was nowhere to hide, so he could only go down the mountain in the rain, thinking that if he didn't go down the mountain, it would be too late for a while, and the river below the mountain would rise, so he wouldn't want to go home tonight.

Finally, I came down the mountain and saw that the water of the small river was half rising, and the water was muddy with a large pile of leaves in a circle. The mountain temple was crumbling in the wind and rain, he crossed the stone bridge, saw the mountain god trembling, simply threw away the firewood, picked up the broken tree pole under the mountain, split it into two sections with a knife, and hugged it to the temple to hold on to the half of the wall that was about to collapse.

At this time, the rain sprinkled on the ground like flowing water along his clothes, and when he saw that the small temple was safe, he wrung up the soaked firewood from the muddy ground, and braved the heavy rain to rush to the town!

If I don't think I'm wet, I'm wet, and I'm wet, and if it's rain, what's it? It's a bath in this summer, and I can't hide.

The rain did not abate, accompanied by the strong wind, one after another, like madness, back and forth, the crops and trees in the vicinity shook wildly from side to side in the wind and rain, dead and alive!

Lingwa's heart felt very happy! Carrying firewood and walking slowly in the rain, she also reached out to wipe her face, and then went to catch the torrential rain, thinking that it would be more violent, more violent, what is this?

When you are about to walk to the entrance of the town, a small figure suddenly appears in the misty rain?

Staggering from side to side, ignoring the lightning and thunder, she was moving towards him! Slowly getting closer and closer, he saw clearly, it was a woman! The little woman in red, holding a hat in her hand, wearing one for herself, and holding it tightly with one hand, she couldn't stand on her feet in the storm, and it was difficult for her to take every step forward.

It's her!

Lingwa was shocked! Where is she going? Is she sending rain gear to her parents?

The little woman approached with difficulty, and she was a little breathless from the wind and rain.

Walked to Lingwa, without hesitation, put the hat in his hand on Lingwa's drenched head, and the rain flowed down the edge of the hat to the ground, and the rain stopped in front of Lingwa's eyes.

I saw that only the little woman's head was left without getting wet, and the pink dress was soaked and clinging to her body, and her slender curves were curved.

At this time, her ashamed heart was beating like crazy, and she turned around and left without saying a word!

Lingwa didn't refuse anymore, only felt a warm current surging up in her heart, couldn't bear to look at her weak back, left alone, buried her head and silently carried firewood and walked behind her, grabbing the hat and walking behind her-

It may be that she is too anxious to go home, the little woman didn't go far, and if she was careless, her feet slipped, and she sat on the muddy ground with her buttocks, and the hat flew to the side!

Seeing this, Lingwa hurriedly walked up, took off her hat and put it on her head, and reached out to help her up, and then went to pick up the hat on the side.

The rain was still raging, and the two of them walked one after the other, and when they were about to walk to the fence of the bamboo courtyard, they saw the little girl turn back to him and say loudly:

"My parents are not here, you go quickly!" After speaking, he walked quickly into the courtyard and ran to the small tiled houses.

Lingwa didn't stop, only glanced at her, and continued to carry the firewood and walk towards the town. Chai He's back is getting heavier and heavier, but at this moment his heart is unusually warm, and he doesn't realize the weight on his body at all!

Suddenly, I saw the sunshine and the stars! My heart lit up, and I wondered who was so kind to me in this wind and rain.

Except for her, even my grandfather can't take care of me, why is she just for the misunderstanding when she was a child? She seems to have been blaming herself all these years, admitting her mistakes to me.

I think I'd better be nice to her in the future, at least I shouldn't be an enemy!

Thinking of this, Lingwa's heart was much more excited, and she felt refreshed on a rainy day, thinking-

Remember you, your name is Yinglian, I forgive you!

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