5

The thin and lifeless back of the woman that day has always been in her memory.

So until she ran into a beggar on the side of the street, she still didn't think about rushing over.

The beggar doesn't seem to be much younger than himself, he has been an orphan since he was a child, and he works as a beggar in the sea market.

In this era when ordinary people can't get enough to eat, it is even more difficult for beggars to have food and clothing.

The beggar rescued by Sang Sang looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, and his body was almost unclothed.

He stole a basket of steamed buns from a steamed bun shop and was beaten half to death in the street.

When Sangsang saw him, a group of similarly thinly dressed people surrounded him and punched and kicked him.

Sang Sang paid for the buns for him, and the owner of the bun shop let him go.

The beggar knelt on the ground and kowtowed in thanks.

Sang Sang looked at him, there was no good place on the beggar's body, but such flesh pain seemed to be a normal thing for him.

"What's your name?" Sangsang asked him.

A trace of confusion flashed in the numb eyes of the beggar, and after a while, he shook his head, with a hint of timidity: "I, I am an orphan, without a name. ”

Sang Sang was stunned for a moment.

The beggar said again: "Thank you for saving me, can I go back?" ”

Sang Sang shook his head: "Aren't you hungry?" ”

Before the beggar could react, Sang Sang asked the owner of the roadside stall to make two bowls of wontons.

The boss was reluctant at first, but she knew that the boss was embarrassed, so she said: "We eat on the side of the road, and you can also count the dishes and chopsticks, I bought them." ”

When the owner of the wonton stall heard this, he happily cooked two large bowls of chaos.

However, the two sat directly on the side of the road and ate wontons.

The beggar cried while eating, but he was afraid that he would be upset by the well-wishers if he cried.

When Sang Sang saw it, he was surprised: "No, although the boss's chaos is delicious, it is not so delicious that it cries, right?" ”

Beggar: "......"

It was the first time he had seen such a dull little girl.

Sang Sang smiled: "Where is your home, take me over to have a look?" ”

The beggar thought for a moment and shook his head.

Sangsang thought he was unwilling, so he heard him say: "That group of people is very fierce and will rob things, and you are in danger." ”

He has been a beggar for fifteen years, so he naturally knows that some beggars can do anything to survive.

The benefactor went in like this, and he didn't know how to be bullied.

"I can't protect you." Beggar said.

Only then did Sang Sang react: "It's okay, I'm very good at fighting, they don't dare to bully me." ”

Under the coercion of Sangsang, the beggar took Sangsang to the broken temple.

As soon as he returned, he looked left and right for a moment, and said, "Come out." ”

In the next second, seven or eight children suddenly rushed in all directions, and two of them were still toddlers.

Their eyes are longing.

The beggar sent the steamed buns that he was almost beaten to death but did not let go of the hands of these children one by one.

Even if it is stained with ash, it is a white flower, a chubby steamed bun.

They didn't expect today's harvest to be so good.

The child who got it immediately devoured it.

But after a few bites, the older child asked, "Brother, do you eat?" ”

The beggar was asked, with a smile on his face: "Eat, I ate Chaos." ”

Hearing this, all the children's eyes lit up, and everyone asked what the beggar wonton tasted like while eating steamed buns.

After the beggar described it, he heard that the wonton was wrapped in meat, and he immediately drooled, and then bit the steamed bun one by one, as if the dirty steamed bun in his hand was chaos.

Sang Sang knew at this moment that not everyone had eaten wontons.

At least not the group of kids in front of them.

"In the future, you will follow me, you ......"

Sang Sang was talking about a beggar, thinking that the other party had no name, he always felt that it was impolite for you to call him, so he asked, "How about I give you a name?" ”

"Name?"

"Yes, name, my name is Ye Sangsang."

The beggar opened his eyes, nodded heavily, and was still a little cautious in his words: "Can I also have my own name?" ”

"Well, everyone can have their own name, in the future, your name will be Ye Yugui, and you will be the eighty-seventh generation descendant of my Dao Seeking Sect."

Ye Yugui has a name.

Many years later, he would sometimes think of the day when the temple was broken.

Ye Sangsang was like a second-year teenager, allowing himself to kneel down and worship her as a teacher.

It's just that when he asked who the master was, the master was stunned.

After a long time, the master let out a long sigh: "I don't know the name of your ancestor as a teacher, and I only have a one-sided relationship with him, he just told me that the Seeking Dao Sect is declining, so as long as he gives him a silver dollar, he will let me be the eighty-sixth generation successor of the Seeking Dao Sect, and then ...... And then he was gone. ”

What Sang Sang said was actually a Taoist priest who asked him to take a silver dollar to teach him to thunder in the sky.

Although his father said that she was a liar, she always felt that this Taoist priest of the eighty-fifth generation of the Daoist Sect had real skills!

However, Ye Yugui and the group of children in the temple looked at her with a smile.

I didn't say anything, but I felt like I had said everything.

6

As soon as the New Year passes, the handsome father will go to the barracks to be busy again.

Hu Xiaodie continued to watch the play in the Marshal's Mansion, and Sang Sang returned to Sijiu City with Ye Yugui and Ah Qiu.

However, she had only been in school for a long time, and Lu Bishi had also come.

After Sang Sang asked, he learned that Lu Beishi had to do business with foreigners in Sijiu City all year round, and Ye Dashuai and Hu Xiaodie were not worried that Sang Sang was studying abroad, and after learning that Lu Beishi was going to pass, he went to the mansion to take care of Sang Sang when he got rid of Lu Beishi.

For this request, Lu Beishi will not refuse.

Lu Beishi took Sangsang out to play in his spare time, so that Sangsang's life added a touch of color.

When he came to Sangsang in a flash, he was twenty years old, and Lu Beishi developed very well in Sijiu City in the first two years, so he stayed in Sijiu City, and Lu Dad was in Haishi, and the father and son were busy with their own work.

Sangsang's studies were average, and wars broke out frequently in the country.

Although the scale is small, it has been affected.

Father Ye was worried about his daughter's safety, especially because he was sure that it might be even more peaceful in the future, so he planned to let Sangsang go to study in the ugly country.

Sangsang hesitated for a long time and finally refused.

Ye Dashuai was so angry for the first time, not because his daughter didn't listen to him, but because he was worried about the safety of his child.

"You go with your mother!"

"This matter is not negotiable!"

This is the most stubborn time that Ye Dashuai has been with his daughter, but there is no more.

Because not only did her good daughter disagree, but even Hu Xiaodie stopped doing it when she heard that she was going abroad.

Hu Xiaodie said in a Haishi dialect: "No, my daughter can go, I can't!" ”

Hu Xiaodie shed tears as she spoke: "It's not that Nong doesn't know that I can't speak foreign languages, how will Nong let me live when the time comes!" ”

Ye Dashuai didn't have a problem.

He forgot that his wife was illiterate.

In the end, Sangsang's study abroad was put on hold.

Ye Dashuai had no choice but to let Lu Beishi take care of Sangsang Duojia.

He himself has a lot of things to do, and he, as a father, can't protect his children all the time.

Lu Beishi naturally agreed.

At this time, Sangsang's junior year had just started, and Ye Yugui was studying for high school courses.

Ye Yugui has worked hard since he was adopted by the Ye family.

Father Ye is very optimistic about his daughter's apprentice, at least he thinks that Ye Yugui has no bad intentions, works hard and upward, and obeys his daughter's words, this kind of person stays by his daughter's side, which is a big help in the future.

He asked Ye Yugui to return to his side for another two months.

Ye Yugui naturally would not let go of such a good opportunity.

At this time, there was bad news that the Song family was on the front line, and almost all of them died.

Song Yang urgently quit his job in Sijiu City and returned to the Ye family, and he didn't contact Sangsang for a long time.

Although Sang Sang felt that Song Yang was very unreliable, he was also worried about Song Yang, so he wrote back and told Daddy Ye to take more care.

And the next day, she saw a child who was about to be sold by her parents.

That day she heard that a new tailor shop had opened, and she planned to buy clothes and go back, passing through a small alley with many people on the way.

With just one glance, she saw children who had been sold as livestock.

The boy was about seven or eight years old, and looked very thin, not very tall, and somewhat malnourished.

She stopped and looked at the child, who happened to be looking at him as well.

"This young lady, is there still a shortage of servants in your family, this is my son, as long as a silver dollar or ten catties of grain, you can take him back, this kid can do laundry and cooking, don't look at only ten years old, you can be a pig, a dog, a cow and a sheep."

Perhaps in order to sell, the child's father said a lot of words about pigs, dogs, cows and sheep, in a word, he didn't need to treat his son as a human being.

Sang Sang looked at the kneeling on the ground, his eyes wincing, and he couldn't tell that there was a ten-year-old child.

"Is he really your son?"

Sang Sang couldn't imagine that someone would sell his son like an animal, just for that piece of silver dollar or ten catties of grain.

But the man said in a common tone, "It's my son, but he's a little small." ”

"You've been raising him for ten years, why are you willing to sell him?"

"In recent years, there has been a famine, the grain harvest is not good, and our family of eight people is counting on those few acres of land to live, and they all say that they are half the size of the boy......

At this point, the child's father realized that he had said this.

After all, in addition to the big families who can eat enough these days, who is not a pickle and eats clear soup and rice in ordinary people?

So the child's father changed his voice: "This child eats little, you can live by giving some porridge a day, and we really have no choice but to sell him." ”

Sang Sang looked at the child with a dead face, and suddenly asked, "What is his name?" ”

"Zhao dogan! His name is Zhao Goudan. ”

Sangsang: "......"

"Daimyo?"

"Daimyo, Daimyo."

Sang Sang felt that it was not that the family couldn't get by, but that he didn't love this child.

Whoever has a child born in this year, not to mention spending money, will at least ask the village to have a name with a little culture.

It's understandable that a small name is called a dog, but if it's a big name......

She thought of this and stopped thinking about it.

She was a little embarrassed.

Especially when she saw Zhao Qingyang's face, if she didn't teach it well, I was afraid that it would harm the Quartet.

But if he doesn't save it, if Zhao Qingyang lives, I'm afraid it will be even more serious in the future.

Sang Sang was very entangled in his heart.

Now that she had been infected with cause and effect, after thinking about it again, she had no choice, so she took out a silver dollar from it: "Since I bought him, he has nothing to do with you from now on." ”

Sang Sang loves money, Ye Yugui and A Hong often make money bags for her, and there are any styles, which are not much worse than foreigners.

Although she also likes foreigners' gadgets, Ye Yugui and Ah Hong sew money bags for themselves, so she hasn't changed to other styles over the years.

Her father gave enough pocket money on weekdays, almost the only one in the school, afraid that he would not have enough, and he had to give Ye Yugui and A Hong one respectively, for fear that he would have no money outside on weekdays, and several brothers would give her pocket money on time every month, so that every time he went out, his money bag was bulging.

The child's father had never seen so many silver dollars, and they rattled and rattled.

His eyes rolled and he was ruthless: "Miss, my son has been as strong as an ox since he was a child, and he has been able to work in the field since he was a child, since it has nothing to do with us in the future, he naturally wants to add a few more silver dollars." ”

Sang Sang took the money bag in his hand and frowned: "Why are you like this!" ”

The child's father looked honest: "After all, it is our child who has worked hard for ten years." ”

"After ten years of raising, you sell him, put away your face, and show it to whom!"

Sang Sang was still hesitating to save Zhao Goudan, but now seeing Zhao's father's greedy appearance, Sang Sang grabbed a handful of silver dollars from it, counted it out, and said with a dark face: "Take the money and get out." ”

These words did not anger Zhao's father, he took the money and left happily.

Didn't even think about saying goodbye to this child.

Zhao Goudan looked at his father's figure walking away, there was no remembrance in his eyes, he just stared at the other party's back until he disappeared in the crowd.

Sang Sang looked at Zhao Goudan, and said: "You are a human, not a livestock, if you don't add Zhao Goudan, your name will be Zhao Qingyang in the future." ”