Chapter 1 It's Not a Dream

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Thirteen came out of the maid's master's house and stretched beautifully.

It's finally time to rest.

Walking on the empty road, the four fields are empty, and the moon is like water.

Thirteen's heart is like the wind in the night, free and cheerful.

His house is on the outskirts of the city. It would take an hour for a person to walk that long distance, but he only needs half an hour to arrive when no one is around.

He thinks that he has this kind of foot strength because he has practiced it by chopping wood in the mountains.

As he was about to get home, he realized something was wrong.

He thought he had gone wrong, and after half a circle, it was still his own home, yes.

There were two people standing at the entrance of the small courtyard, one tall and one short.

The short man looked like a child, seven or eight years tall at most.

A tall man is an adult. Not burly, but quite tall.

A hundred thoughts immediately flashed in his mind, these two people robbed? Relatives? Passing through the lodging? Looking for the wrong place?

Apparently, the two men standing in the doorway quickly spotted him sneaking behind them, hesitating.

The two of them turned their heads in unison.

Sure enough, he looked like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy and a seven- or eight-year-old child.

The child's pure white clothes are indescribably decent.

The young man on the side was tall and straight, holding a package in his hand, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, heroic and a little ignorant of the world. Both of them stared blankly at him.

Thirteen subconsciously scratched his head, and the little boy's eyebrows and eyes looked like there was a hint of intimacy.

He felt a hint of shyness, coughed dryly, and prepared to speak.

But before he could speak, the seven or eight-year-old boy stepped forward and said, "You are my father." ”

Thirteen was so frightened that he was stunned on the spot. stammered: "That, I, you admit your mistake......"

He didn't even get married, how could he have a child, still such a big child.

"No. 19, East Eighth Lane, a man named Thirteen." The child childishly took out a piece of paper from his bosom and read it by the moonlight.

Thirteen was so frightened that he wanted to run away, which was too scary.

But the child did not give up, and continued, "There is a small black mole on the chin and a red mole the size of a grain of rice on the chest. ”

The thirteenth strong do calm. The kid said it word for word.

The child calmly asked, "Is that right?" ”

Thirteen's eyes suddenly wandered, who was joking on this big night, trying to tease him?

He looked at the sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy beside him, but the boy stood silently, his eyes wandering a little, and he didn't look at him.

It's useless to say anything now, and it's useless to consume it. I had to force my composure and said, "You guys, what do you want?" ”

The child said, "It's getting late, let's settle down first." ”

The tone must be calm, is this what a seven or eight-year-old child said?

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy next to him never spoke.

Thirteen relied on the fact that his family had no money, his life was hard, and there was a child and a teenager in front of him. Immediately agreed, and let them into the small courtyard.

"You, you, what's your name?" Thirteen cleaned up the next room and asked the child who had been following him.

It's not so much that he's cleaning up, it's better that the boy who is following the child is cleaning up, and the boy is very quick.

"My name is Wuluo. My brother is called Flower Wall. ”

Thirteen jumped up and said, "He, he, he......" He meant, your brother can't be my son too.

I look like I'm only in my twenties, and my life is too out of line.

"My brother was picked up by me to accompany me. I was so alone. My brother is too lonely to be alone. It's better for the two to be together. ”

The boy who called Wuluo looked at him, as if he was afraid that he did not understand, and said, "The two of them are not alone. Three people are not alone. ”

Thirteen breathed a sigh of relief, yawned, and said, "Let's rest early." ”

As he spoke, he walked out, and he didn't seem to know how to speak properly or how to speak like a master.

The boy sent him out of the door and said, "Daddy, rest early." ”

Hearing the word Daddy, Thirteen couldn't help but shudder again.

He turned around and asked, "Who is your mother?" ”

"My mother's name is Night Practice, and my father's name is Beisuo."

Beisuo, practicing at night, gave birth to a son named Wuluo. Is this a human name?

When I returned to the house, I lay down on the messy bed, forced my composure, and said in my heart: This is a dream, I will wake up tomorrow, and I will be fine when I wake up.

The next morning, the sun was shining through the treetops.

Thirteen had forgotten last night's dream, and his first instinct was that he should go to his master's house to help, so he hurriedly got up.

When he opened the door, he saw a child looking at him in the sunlight at the door, looking unreal and dazzling.

The child cried out, "Daddy." ”

The thirteen souls of this daddy almost went out of their bodies.

I didn't dream last night, it turned out to be true.

A clear voice came from the next room: "It's time to eat." ”

"Daddy, it's time to eat."

"Eat, eat, eat, eat......" Thirteen looked at the slightly raised little face of the child in front of him, and still obediently followed to the next room.

Breakfast looked pretty good, porridge, pickles, and potstickers.

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy was standing at the table waiting for them.

Thirteen didn't think about it, sat down at the table and said, "Let's eat, I'm still in a hurry to work." ”

While eating, he asked, "When are you going to ...... Do you want to stay? ”

"Stay all the time, live with you." The child who called Wuluo simply said.

Thirteen was a little confused, but he didn't have time to think about it when he was in a hurry. Before leaving home, he still took out all the money on his body and put it on the table, "I'll come back at night after dark, you take care of yourselves." ”

As he spoke, he went out as if he was flying.

The affairs of the master's family cannot be delayed.

Thirteen's errand is to chop wood, burn fire, and carry water in Liu's mansion.

Although it was a hard job, he was very energetic, and the housekeeper of the Liu Mansion also treated him. Not only can you eat two meals at the host's house, but you can also earn a salary.

He was a little restless all day.

A son fell from the sky, and a brother was brought.

The son is called Wuluo, Wuluo's father is called Beisuo, and his mother is called Night Practice.

His name is Thirteen, why is he his father?

But he didn't dare to ask, because the name Thirteen was given to him by Li Ren, and Li Ren was still a fool.

It is said that he was carried back from the mountains by Li Ren, and when he came back, he was unconscious and covered in wounds. What his real name is, Li Ren can't say clearly.

I don't know what's going on, he's confused about his past. He only remembers the last four or five years. He doesn't remember what happened four or five years ago.

He didn't want anyone to know that he was confused.

He went to Pingjing, the capital of the Great Calendar, and there have been a lot of strange things over the years.

But the strangest thing is what happened last night, there was a seven or eight-year-old son.

He must not speak of it.

Even if you don't say it, it seems that Aunt Wang in the kitchen can't agree to be a matchmaker for him.

Why is it so strange, just want to start a family and have a son.

Thirteen was somewhat melancholy.

The Li Ren who carried him out of the mountains back then was a fool. Even if he is not stupid, it is not easy to figure out what he said.

Because Li Ren is not only stupid but also slurred, he can't tell where he picked him up at all.

must have casually named him Thirteen. So all this time he could only be called Thirteen. When others asked him what his last name was, he couldn't answer.

During the period when he was in a state of confusion and wanted to live and die, according to Li Ren's family, he was seriously injured, broke his brain, and was a little demented. In short, it was Li Ren's family who supported him during that time.

So over the years, he has worked hard to earn money to subsidize Li Ren's family.

The most important thing is that he thinks that Li Ren is not a fool, but he is sick and his speech is not clear. So most of his money was given to Li Ren for treatment.

Li Ren was reluctant to go into the city with him, and lived with his family in the mountains more than ten miles outside Pingjing City.

But now suddenly another son has arrived, and it seems that he has to work harder to earn money to support this son of unknown origin.

Where did this son come from? Will they leave after a while?

Who told them that the person called Thirteen at No. 19 East Eighth Lane was his father?

The brains of thirteen are buzzing all day.

It was already dark at night, and when Thirteen returned home, the child named Wuluo slept first, leaving only the boy named Huaqiang waiting for him.

Looking at the food left for him on the table, Thirteen sat down and asked, "Where are you guys from?" ”

Huaqiang hesitated for a moment and shook his head.

The first question was gone, Thirteen didn't hurry, and asked again, "What's your name?" ”

"My name is Flower Wall, the name that the young master gave me." Juvenile Road.

Thirteen Hearts: It seems that this flower wall is the same as him, confused about his origins. He only nodded and said, "Go to bed early, it's hard work." ”

After all, he himself didn't know where he came from.

He turned back and asked, "Have you eaten?" ”

Huaqiang nodded again, meaning to eat.

Thirteen wanted to say something, wanted to say that he didn't have much money, wanted to ask how much money he spent today, wanted to ask them if they were used to it, but he didn't say anything.

"Young master is too tired...... Hua Wall hesitated.

What he said was that the boy was too tired.

Thirteen nodded again. I went back to my room.

The room was visibly cleaned up, clean and tidy. There was a hint of relief in Thirteen's heart.

But when he lit the lamp and looked at the corner, he found that there was a dead mouse in the corner, and it was a small branch that nailed the mouse to the corner, and the branch penetrated the mouse's body directly and passed through the heart.

Thirteen subconsciously looked behind him, and his back was a little chilly.

Who did this? Flower wall or object fall?

Looking at the strength of the branches, if they hit from behind, it would be easy to penetrate people.

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