Anar is a little beggar who is a homeless person, he used to have no official household registration, he barely lived in Jinshi Town, relying on the charity of some well-wishers, tenacious life, once the most envious is the horse raised by Master Coulson, you can eat beans every day, and you can also have warm water to wash your body.

Maybe he doesn't know when, he's going to die in a certain winter.

But since a group of people came to Jinshi Town that even the noble lord didn't dare to provoke, his life has changed.

He was taken by a masked man to a knight, who led him to a bustling city, which he said was called Winterfell, founded by a great man who had guarded the North.

Anar remembered these ignorantly, and secretly guessed in his heart that maybe this big man was the hero like the legendary story that his mother told him before her death.

Winterfell is a great place to be, and the people here are very welcoming.

Anal was placed in a small house, which had only two rooms, but had a sturdy table and a warm earthen kang. He no longer has to dig grass roots and catch snow rabbits in the wild, and someone will bring him food.

The food was delivered by a kind lady, and the feeling of laughing reminded Anal of her mother.

According to this lady, her job is to deliver food, and she only temporarily delivers some food to herself every day, and she will go to other places later.

What is somewhere else?

Anar didn't understand too much, but he didn't ask much, because his experience had taught him not to cause trouble to others, it would be annoying.

He remembered that when he was six years old, Uncle Hank in the neighborhood suddenly disappeared one day, and when he asked his mother, his mother said that Uncle Hank had gone somewhere else, and when he asked again, his mother only asked him to help chop wood, and never answered again.

And when he finished chopping wood and it was getting dark, it happened that his father had returned home after helping the noble lord plant the fields.

After he ran over curiously to ask his father where Uncle Hank had gone, some trance and longing appeared on his father's tired face.

It was a complicated look he couldn't forget, and the conversation that followed was also the hope of his life for a long time.

"Child, Hank, he went to heaven and accompanied the gods, maybe we will have that day ...... too"

"Why did you go to Heaven because Uncle Hank died?"

“…… No, he didn't die, but he did the greatest thing he could do in his life, and it was a gift from the noble lords......"

"Is the kingdom of heaven good? Father? Is there bread there? ”

"Yes, Anar...... Heaven is a wonderful place, where every day of the four seasons is warm, neither hot nor cold, where even the sweet honey flows abundantly into a stream, where the trees have bread and meat, and from which you can suck wine and milk when you pluck the flowers...... It was a place of abundance and beauty. ”

"Wow! Sounds so good, I want to go right away! Father, I want to go now! ”

"No...... My child, we do not have this right, and only after the noble lord performs the sacred rituals, we have the opportunity to ascend to heaven after death. If we do not go through sacred rituals, our souls will dissipate in the world, and those who commit suicide will become the wheat of the demons to be eaten by them. ”

Before his family was killed by the barbarians, little Anar had always hoped that his soul would ascend to heaven after death.

There was even a time when he boldly blocked the path of the noble lord, knelt on the ground and prayed, hoping to make him a member of the next sacred ceremony, and he couldn't wait to enter the heavenly kingdom of the gods.

Before he could stop his father, he hurriedly knelt beside little Anar, and kept kowtowing to the noble lord to admit his mistakes.

The good-natured Baron, instead of being angry, laughed out loud.

He tapped himself with the whip in his hand, and then said to the man behind him: "Behold, how pious our little lamb is! How should I compliment him? ”

At last the Baron dismounted and stroked little Annar's head with his whip.

But instead of speaking to Anar, he chatted and joked with his attendants, saying things that Anar did not understand.

Bang Bang Bang!

Suddenly, Anal heard three crunching sounds.

Then he saw that on his father's back, there were three long bloody cuts, the skin and flesh turned out, and the clothes were stained red with the blood that flowed out.

Then the Baron departed.

When he returned home, his father did not reproach him for being overwhelmed by tears, but only told him that these slaves had no right to pray for their own fate, and that their lives could only be arranged by the aristocracy, otherwise it would be disrespectful.

So the Baron, though he praised his piety, punished his father.

So after that, Anar buried his entry into heaven after death in his heart, and only occasionally dreamed of the fantasy kingdom of heaven in his dreams, but when he woke up, he stopped mentioning anything about heaven.

But not long ago, after his father, mother, and brother and sister died, he became an exile, but he did not even dare to dream of heaven.

Even if you go to Heaven, you won't be able to find your dead family.

Because Father said that the soul of a person who dies without going through a sacred ritual will dissipate in the world.

He was already afraid to go to heaven......

But where can he go?

……

"Wow, Mrs. Jenny, is it meat today!"

Little Anal's eyes sparkled, and he swallowed only as he looked at the fragrant meat in Mrs. Jenny's open food box.

"Of course, my little darling...... This is snow rabbit meat, which is very tender. ”

Mrs. Jenny has a round face, ordinary but not obnoxious facial features, and her smile is like a flower in spring, which is extraordinarily bright, and makes people feel much better when they look at it, and she is still known for her good temper, and she is kind to everyone, and she likes to take care of children.

Before coming to Wintertown, she was the wife of a tailor.

Both husband and wife were Welsh subjects.

And now they're all living in Winterfell.

Mrs. Jenny's husband still worked as a seamstress, while Mrs. Jenny took a job delivering food to the workers, this time because a factory manager asked her to take some time out of her day to take care of little Anal for a while.

"Snow rabbit meat? But it looks red, and it's different from what I've eaten...... Speaking of which, Mrs. Jenny, I'm pretty good at catching snow rabbits! If there is a job catching snow rabbits in the city, can you let me go too? ”

Anal bent his arms and tried to straighten his small body, showing his "ability".