By the time my father had put the towel on his trouser belt and hurried down the mountain, the Kugit had already put on their clothes and returned to the town. Wright had also been subdued by the outnumbered Kujit and thrown into the snow.

When the Kujits left, they reported to the owner of the hot springs: there were two scum who were spying on the woman taking a bath.

They hope that the boss will stop this from happening. The owner knows that reputation is the most important thing for his hot springs, and if there is a scandal that privacy is not guaranteed, there will be much less business in the future. The boss thanked the Kugit people for the clues and led more than a dozen bathhouse workers to search up the hill along the path. Inside the snow, they found Wright, who was half frozen to death; On the way down, they caught their father, who was full of anger.

The owner of the hot springs gave the two men a serious ideological education, and then fined them 15 dinars each and released them. Father and Wright felt as if they had been forcibly fed a big fly.

They found the Kugit in the town and wanted to tell them, "Anyway, this time the joke is too big." On the street, they saw Kugit wandering around, and when they saw my father and Wright, they turned and ran. Eventually, his father and Wright worked together to capture a timid Kujit and threaten him with 40 dinars and a meal to compensate. This is not a big deal for a Kugit aristocratic child, and the Kugit said: "I really had too much fun today, and I didn't grasp the scale, I invite you to a bar, and then forget it, okay?" ”

Wright said he wanted to throw the kugit into the snow to cool off, and his father said, "No, in that case, in the middle of the night, the big Kugit will go crazy and we'll be done."

They went to one of the most famous restaurants in town, where the signature dish was grilled fish. It was all fresh fish from the Lennon River, and some of it was kept in the fish pond by the restaurant itself. If a guest wants to eat fish, a small worker will take the guest to a large pool with a net pocket tied to a wooden stick. Let the guest pick his own, then he will catch the selected fish and let the guest check if the fish is fresh. When the guest confirms that everything is correct, he hands the fish to several masters, who will perform a fish slaughter in front of the guests. The fish slaughtering ceremony has become one of the most beautiful shows in the restaurant, with a very strong performance, and the well-dressed master prays loudly: "Thank you for the fish to be part of my soul, thank you to God for giving us food." Then he used a blunt knife to click the scales, and the scales flew like wood shavings in a carpentry workshop, and when the scales were removed, he would shout, "Thank you, Second Master." ”。 Then the fish was thrown out, and the second master caught the slippery and greasy fish that flew in like a trick, then pressed the fish on the board, threw away its belly, lifted the internal organs, and then shouted, "Thank you, third master", and then threw the fish out. After passing through the hands of several masters, the processed and cleaned fish is delivered to the guests. Often at this time, the fish is not yet dead, and the trembling of the mouth looks a little cruel.

The Kugit people say that there is a similar ritual of slaughtering sheep in the steppe, which is very beautiful; Wright looked at the sharp knife skills of several people and admired them; My father felt a little uncomfortable.

The Kujit saw his father's discomfort, smiled and comforted him, saying, "It's all right, sir." If you eat meat, you don't have to think it's cruel. For as soon as you start eating meat, you will be no different from the one who takes meat with a knife. It's not that you're not cruel, it's just that you don't know your own cruelty. My friend. There is no need to be bound by your own kindness. We are all sons of the Immortal Heaven, and these souls merge with us and eventually turn into dirt with us and return to the heavens. Nothing different. ”

After a while, a fresh grilled fish with a strong aroma was served on a large plate. The grilled fish is covered with seasoning, the belly is filled with mushrooms and tubers, pickled cabbage, and the fish is grilled with sesame oil and grilled to a golden brown. The Kugit man said he knew that the corners of the roasted food were the most fragrant and tasty. He cut off the crisp part of the grilled fish with his knife and put it on his father and Wright's plate, and then filled their glasses with Viruga wine, and he lifted his glass, saying, "Forget the unpleasantness of the day, and let our friendship last forever," and his father took the glass. Wright just nodded and brought the wine straight to his lips.

My father wanted to go to the toilet after he was full of food and drink, so he asked a runner where it would be convenient and convenient. "Behind the house is the woods, and you can rejoice as you like." ”

My father was a little surprised, after all, this is a tourist resort, and there is no indoor toilet, which is really undeserved.

But he still walked over helplessly, outside the house a winter night moonlight, the snow reflected the light, which made people feel very beautiful, and his father felt more and more that his behavior seemed very scenic. When he was done, he was about to go back to his boss to talk to him about the importance of infrastructure, but he saw Sabo Marion coming out of the house and looking for the grove.

He remembered the unpleasantness of the previous day, but still felt that it was polite to say hello, so he greeted him, "Hello sir." See you again. ”

“··· Hmm, hello. You seem to be a polite young man", Sabo Marion seemed to have something on his mind, and he couldn't stop looking around.

The father looked pleased with the change in the man's tone, "Thank you, sir, I'm glad you think so." Do you eat in it too? ”

"Hmm... Yes. ”

"Can I find you later? I think I could toast you with a glass of wine, really, I heard your accent yesterday and I thought it was so kind. My great-uncle and you speak almost the same pronunciation, and it's so funny, isn't it, meeting your own people in another country..."

Sabo Marion interrupted my father: "Young man, if you don't look for me, I'll go to you." I don't know what you said to my daughter, she seems to be having a good day and I want to talk to you. But now, can you tell me where that damn grove is? There isn't even a toilet here, which is unbelievable. ”

The father was astonished, he didn't remember knowing the daughter of the man opposite, and he followed Sabo Marion's words and pointed to the side of the snow, to the grove of fate. Sabo Marion couldn't wait to go over there, and suddenly he remembered something, turned back to his father and asked, "Is there no one there?" ”

"No, it's quiet, it's just a cold wind swishing, which makes people uncomfortable."

So Sabo Marion flew to the grove.

The father came all the way back thinking about who he had dealt with, and thought that if it was right, the girl he met in the hot spring today was Sabo Marion's daughter. The father was embarrassed. I heard this girl's name yesterday and it seems to be Xiaokui, and today I met her so awkwardly, and now I really don't know how to face her. And Marion said that she was very happy, and her father was speechless for a while, could it be that the little girl thought it was funny to be ugly. "Then again," said the father, "that girl with no clothes on looks like Miss Adeline." Oops, who hit me on the head..."

The father looked up and saw that Aoi was wearing the same small cloak as yesterday, holding a plate of toasted bread in her left hand, and the wooden spoon she was holding in her right hand had been thrown out.

"Ahh

"What is not dressed, am I okay with clothes? Obviously you didn't have any clothes on, and you came over to peek at other people's showers. Xiao Kui said this quickly, staring straight at his father, who felt frightened.

"Yes... I'm sorry, I said I didn't have any clothes on, I'm sorry..." Father scratched his head.

"Don't lie to me, I heard you very well, you said I didn't have any clothes, and I helped you get a towel, and I knew that I would have been letting you soak in the pool. Also, who do you say I look like? ”

When my father heard the last sentence, he hurriedly wanted to divert the topic, and hurriedly said, "Ah, that's a beautiful young lady I have seen." Really, very beautiful, very gentle. ”

“··· You don't have to turn around to please me, it's useless. Xiao Kui waved her hand, her eyes closed and her face full of intoxication, a conceited expression that saw through her father's tricks.

"Huh..." After understanding for a long time, his father realized that Xiaokui had wrongly overestimated the charm of his language, and his father decided to beat the snake with the stick, ready to flatter her a few words, so that she could stop herself and slip away.

At this time, a satisfied voice came: "Ah, you have met. Aoi, you told me today that you like this kid a lot, and I was about to ask her how she amused you. Sabo Marion walked over.

The father said, "Like me? Then he looked back at Xiao Kui, and found that Xiao Kui suddenly retracted his lively and intelligent appearance just now, and a faint melancholy spread: "Yes, father." The words and deeds of this gentleman are blameless, noble and considerate. I admire him as a person. ”

The father was dumbfounded, not knowing why Xiaokui had changed so much, whether it was the lively Xiaokui just now, or the quiet girl now, the father was at a loss.

"Yes", Sabo Marion lifted his belt, "It's rare for you to think that, I'm glad you do." The young man was very polite. Then he turned to my father and said, "We're on the second floor, and you'll come up if you want to." ”

Father nodded, turned around and left, Xiao Kui glanced at him meaningfully, and then nodded to him with a decent smile, as if a standard lady. For a moment, her father almost mistook her for Miss Adeline. The father secretly complained in his heart, this little Kwai water is too deep, and it is definitely not an easy character to deal with.

When my father was thinking about how to deal with a clever little girl in a warm restaurant, thousands of kilometers north of him, a man hid in a bridge hole and thought about how to find food to satisfy his hunger. This is Gilpianwen. He had been wandering for months, and no farm was willing to take in a lame farmer, and no workshop was willing to trust a homeless man to sort out the accounts.

He was finally reduced to a beggar, and his clothes were in tatters. When the weather suddenly turned cold, he begged a farmer for a few bundles of dry straw to keep warm, and in return he helped the owner of the house sharpen his knife for an afternoon. In the evening, the farmer was going to keep him for the night, but the farmer's wife muttered that the children were afraid of outsiders and the like, and Jill understood what the farmer woman meant.

He thanked the farmer, whose face was gloomy and pouted at his woman. He sent Jill out of the yard and stuffed him with half a piece of black bread and a bag of beans. He said softly: "I can't give much, brother, don't dislike it." It's impossible to say that people are in trouble if they don't pull a hand, but my wife... Eh... Let's go", Jill thanked and limped away. When the farmer returned home, his wife did not say a word to him.

Three days later, a hungry Gil came again, and sat at the farmer's door, smiling dryly and ashamedly as he went out. The farmer turned and went back and brought him a dried carp and a small half-box of dried turnips. When Jill accepted these alms with an apologetic face, he saw the farmer's wife, holding her youngest son and leading her two daughters to stare at him coldly at the door, and Jill knew that she was saying, "Look at our house!" We can't support ourselves anymore, and we have to feed you this burden! Jill was gone, determined never to disturb the family again.

Weeks had passed, and Jill had been without food for three full days, and he was lying in the bridge hole. He had been begging for the past few days, but the people had grown tired of the dead-faced homeless man and were unwilling to give him any more alms. Jill knew that if he went to the farmer's house, he would get food, but he was determined that he would starve to death and not go again. He doesn't want the kindness of others to be a burden to them.

Jill felt his stomach twitch weakly, and a homeless man gave him half a jar of water, and when he drank it, he felt hungry as if a fire had ignited in his body, and it felt like a pair of scissors cutting through his stomach. He wanted to sleep and die, to find a moment of peace in his dreams. But Jill was desperate to find that when he dreamed, he also dreamed of a thousand miles of red land, and people shouted with hungry mouths: "Food! Food! ”

Jill woke up, a weak vertigo.

"Am I going to die. So be it... I'm a loser. ”

A voice appeared, and Jill muttered to his own consciousness.

"Did you give up?"

"I'm going to die..."

"What about your dreams? Will thy man conquer the heavens? What about Uhru's ambitions? ”

Jill laughed miserably, "I'm going to starve to death, no... No more..."

"Nothing?"

"Dreams."

"It's all gone."

“···”

"Where's Elune!"

“！！”

"Have you forgotten her? It turns out that you forgot her, what a mountain alliance and sea oath, you are a coward. You're still going to take her away, what can you give her! Bastard"

"I haven't forgotten her," Jill prayed for her consciousness not to torture herself.

"But you're ready to give up your life, and if she's really waiting for you, what's the point if you're doing that."

"Ahh I haven't forgotten Elune! ”

"Then live! Live in pain! Live! Under! Go! ”

"I want to live... I want to live! I'm going to starve to death..."

"You know where to get food."

“···· I·· I'd rather die than go to him, it's too much of a disturbance for him..."

"Live!"

“····”

"Live", Jill's sense of survival urges him.

"Live!" , Jill shouted hoarsely, and a few homeless people around woke up, looked at it, coughed dryly, and fell silent again.

When the farmer gave Jill a piece of cheese and a small half-bag of dried dates again, his wife walked out of the house with the child on her back, and the farmer chased after him, and the Nord woman turned around and slapped him, "Let that cripple be your wife!" ”

Jill kept her head down and was silent. The farmer watched his woman walk down the path, and walked away in a hurry, but could not do anything.

The farmer walked back and looked at Jill complicatedly: "Friend, that's all a brother can do, don't dislike it..."

Jill almost cried: "You have to trust me! You have to trust me! I will repay you! I will repay you! Jill shoved the dates into his mouth, and he felt the food slip into his esophagus and into the empty stomach, as if he heard the sound of the food being digested, as if sensing the flesh growing back from the bones.

Jill's farewell farmer went into the city. He is becoming more and more calm, enduring the scolding of others, he no longer hides his face and walks away because of the ridicule of others, he no longer cares about the criticism of others. Even if someone throws a plate of cold food in his face, he will crouch down to eat the food and then walk away after thanking the others.

He prayed every morning, praying that the god of fate would allow him to rewrite the music of his destiny. Hungry and cold, Jill no longer prayed for miracles to appear, because he did not believe that miracles existed, he only believed that there were miracles. He understands more and more the difficulties of Lord Arcadio, and even more and more understands the difficulties of everyone. The existence of man is a miracle.

In her wanderings, Jill walked from village to village, passing from town to town.

One day, he saw a crowd of people watching a sign, and Jill limped in. At that time, he had just finished praying: "O god of fate, give me a chance, and I will grasp her and use it to change my destiny." ”

Jill walked in, and after a brief reading, he saw the smile of the god of fate, and that smile bloomed in the morning light, beautiful like Elune in the moonlight.