The little dry food that Shen Yanchu brought was long gone, and the small prey he hunted was only enough to feed his stomach.

I thought that he would be able to survive when he walked out of the snowy mountains, but when he stood in the vast sea of people, surrounded by the hot air, the tempting aroma of rice, and the noisy selling.

It was so far away for him.

The first time he left the palace, he was penniless.

The uncle who sold steamed buns looked at him with disgust, "Where did you come from to be poor called Hanako, go away and go away, how can I still do business here!" ”

The aunt who sold the yokan splashed him with water stains, "Didn't you see the pouring water, you don't have eyes?" ”

He walked away with his head down, walking down the streets, and everyone avoided him.

Disgusted, cold, and ruthless.

He was so hungry that his eyes were dizzy, his steps were vain, and he couldn't help but miss the grapes and melons, boiled live fish, Shiping tofu, and shredded chicken rice noodles he had eaten.

"Quick, there are believers in front of me who are distributing steamed buns, and there will be no more if you go late." A group of Hanako scurried past him.

When the boy heard the "steamed buns", he hurriedly followed the beggar forward.

Around the corner, a rich-looking woman with a rosary in her hand is distributing the white-flour steamed buns in the basket to everyone.

The beggars poured down a large piece of the beggars, lay on the ground, bowed to the woman, and shouted at the same time: "The noble man is merciful and compassionate, the bodhisattva has a heart, and a good person has a good reward!" ”

The boy froze in place.

But the old beggar next to him kindly reminded him, pulled his sleeve, and urged: "What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and thank you!" ”

The boy frowned, stood proudly, and retorted in a pure Central Plains accent: "Men worship heaven and earth, and worship their parents, and as for the others, I forgive you for not worshipping for a long time." ”

The old beggar looked at him like a monster and shook his head, "It's still a fool." ”

The beggars received the hot steamed buns and scattered in all directions.

Shen Yanchu didn't get any food in the end, so he could only rush to the dock that had been arranged in advance hungry.

On the way, he couldn't bear the hunger, so he grabbed the snow foam and stuffed it into his mouth.

The cold snow water swallowed into his stomach, and instead of feeling full, there was a burst of cramping, which hurt his pale little face and dripping with cold sweat.

I finally got to the pier.

The boatman propped up the passenger boat to the shore early and shouted, "Five cents for one person, hurry up if you want to get on the boat." ”

The people boarded the boat in twos and threes, and the cabin suddenly became crowded.

The boatman looked at it and reached for the untie.

The boy clenched the ink jade, his eyes struggled again and again, and finally rushed forward, bowed down, and begged the boatman: "It's good for the eldest brother to let me get on the boat, and when I get to the other side, I will return the boat money to you......"

The boatman pushed impatiently, "Go, go, don't get in the way here!" ”

"Let me get on the boat first, and then make up the money, it's okay......"

The boatman stood at the bow of the boat and looked at him coldly, "If you cheat like you, Lao Tzu can meet several people all year round." I also made up the money, and if I didn't have any money, I didn't want to take a boat. ”

"Please—" The boy held back, clenched his palms, and finally knelt down.

"Please, take me across the river!"

Facing the rolling river, the former Shen Yanchu buried his arrogant head, folded his straight back, bent his noble knees, and bowed his head.

He lay on his stomach, his forehead pressed against the back of his hand, his thin body lying on the filthy mud, low to the dust.

He was born arrogant, neither humble nor arrogant, noble and unmatched, knew etiquette at the age of three, knew national policy at the age of five, debated the past and the present at the age of seven, and faced the passers-by of a cabin full of passengers at the Yongzhou Wharf at the age of nine.

I begged in every way, but I couldn't afford to bow down for a long time!

But the boatman was furious.

He couldn't untie the cable, so he picked up the penny and swung it at the boy, "If you don't get away, be careful that Lao Tzu beats you to death!" ”

The boatman picked up the penny and struck the spine again and again.

The passengers were indifferent and cold, urging the boat to start the boat again and again.

No one knows what the child has been through.

No one wants to know either.

In troubled times, many homeless people froze to death, starved to death, and died of disease.

Indifference and insensitivity are all the things in the world.

The boy gritted his teeth, still saying the same thing in his mouth, begging repeatedly, with his last persistence.

"Please—"

"Take me across the river—"

Liu Ruyan was stunned.

"Enough! That's enough! That's enough! Don't ask for him! Don't beg him again! ”

She had never seen Shen Yanchu beg for help, she would rather see him than see him grovel and beg for more.

She clenched her heart, her heart aching beyond her control, trembling, and biting her lip tightly.

She crouched down in front of the boy, her fingers resting on his thin shoulders.

Suddenly, there was a soft call from behind her.

"Little brother, your purse is gone."

Liu Ruyan immediately looked back.

I saw a six-year-old "boy" running over, offering a purse embroidered with willow leaves in both hands, and said crisply: "If my little brother's purse is found, I will have the money to take a boat home." ”

The boy's eyes were red, and his gaze fell on the poorly embroidered purse.

And across from him, the "boy" smiled lightly.

"And you!" She suddenly crossed her waist and lectured the boatman in the tone of a little adult, "How can you bully a child when you are old, you know what it is called?" It is called to bully the small, and it is disrespectful to the old! ”

"Yan'er—" A familiar call came from behind him again.

A middle-aged man paced.

"Daddy?" Liu Ruyan was incredulous and watched the man approach her step by step.

"Daddy—" The little boy threw himself into Liu Ming's arms.

"Why did Yan'er run to the dock without saying a word, it really made my father easy to find, and his hair turned white."

She grabbed his arm and said with a smile: "Yan'er wants to come over and take a look, let my father worry, let's go." ”

With that, the father and daughter turned away from the dock.

The boy stood in place, his purse clenched in his palm, and a layer of gloom appeared in his eyes, "Have you fallen to the point where you want children to be pitiful...... Oh, it's really sad. ”

He placed his purse close to his chest.

He swore that no matter how much time passed, he would never forget the old things and not forget the bloody shame!

The "little boy" had not gone far when he suddenly turned his head and smiled at him, his fingers flying, and he made a few gestures at him.

At that time, he couldn't understand the meaning of her gesture, but Liu Ruyan clearly knew:

"Break and then stand, and turn it into steel."

——Only with the determination to break the kettle and be indomitable can we get a glimmer of life.

This is an intelligence sign language, which is often used in the military.

The boy didn't understand the sign language, but Shen Yanchu, who was standing beside her, finally had a hint of reaction.

His lips moved: "Break and then stand, and become steel." ”

Liu Ruyan looked back for a moment and saw that the man was looking at her fixedly: "When you were in the Northern Han Dynasty, you taught this set of gestures. So you didn't give me your purse ten years ago out of pity? ”

She stretched out her hand and held him tightly: "There are always adversities in life, and there are always unsatisfactory in every way. ”

"Yan Chu, I hope that no matter what kind of difficulties you encounter, you can be strong."

Only be strong, fearless, and fearless.