.......

A warm cottage, a simple living room, with a small table in the center.

The old man fidgeted, fearing that his dirty self would stain the neat living room.

He had this experience, but because he accidentally touched the clothes of a rich man's house, he was chased by the guards for half a street.

But in fact, Shi Tou and his wife had already asked the old man to take a good bath, and they also prepared clothes for him.

"Sir, please don't panic."

Mrs. Shi Tou smiled softly and made a cup of hot tea for the red-eyed old man and Mr. Purgatory, who was here to rest for the time being.

"If you don't mind, can you stay here?"

As the head of the family, Mr. Shi Tou sent an invitation to the elderly:

"Ming Fei seems to like you very much,"

He looked at each other with the purgatory Maki Shouro, scratched the back of his head, and showed a bitter smile:

"And, I'm sorry to say that in the morning my wife and I were still worried about the lack of people here, and we were trying to recruit some people. I didn't expect Ming Fei to meet you by chance today, presumably this is also a kind of fate. ”

"Huh——? Ah——!h ”

The old beggar nodded innocently, and he glanced at Shi Shenfei,

"If your family doesn't dislike it."

Having a place to really settle down, for him, is better than begging and wandering outside.

What's more, he always has an irrepressible love for the little guy in front of him for some reason.

"That's great."

Mrs. Shi Tou covered her mouth and chuckled, and nodded at Shi Shenfei's little head:

"Actually, in addition to the manpower problem this morning, my husband and I are also worried about Xiao Mingfei's birthday......."

Looking at Shi Xiangfei, who was gradually widening his eyes, and the old man who was a little overwhelmed, the woman smiled smartly:

"So, it's a fate that you're here, isn't it, the little one who forgot his birthday?"

"Hmm!"

After being surprised, Shi Xiangfei nodded fiercely, with thin lips and white teeth, and smiled happily:

"This is the best birthday present ever! Mom! ”

Suck ——!

Purgatory Maki Juro took a sip of tea and scratched his head in annoyance:

"Ah, really, I came out in a hurry this time, and I didn't expect to catch up with Ming Fei's birthday, and I didn't bring any gifts."

Suddenly, he was shocked, and he looked at Shi Xiangfei with a golden light in his eyes.

"Uncle Purgatory,"

Shi Xiangfei rubbed his hands and looked at the orange-haired sun in front of him excitedly:

"Teach me how to breathe?"

"I refuse!"

Purgatory Maki Jurou rolled his eyes and said loudly:

"You're too young."

"Huh? I've heard that Kyojurou has already started training! ”

"Nonsense, he's two years older than you!"

"And you'll give me your knife?"

Shi Cheng Fei smiled evilly, and set his eyes on the waist of the purgatory Maki Shoulang, trying to see the dagger.

"Da baa!"

Purgatory Maki Shourou shook his fiery hair,

"This kind of thing, it's too early for you! This birthday gift, I owe it first, right? ”

"Ha, uncle, why are you like this, you owe it for several years by counting by yourself!"

"Isn't it just seven years?"

"And guess how old I am?"

The old man sat aside, looking at the happy and laughing family, and inexplicably felt that his life had a home.

Unexpectedly, he didn't fool this kid into becoming a beggar, but this kid stayed here on the grounds of repaying the half of the grain.

"Is Ming Fei's birthday?"

The old man muttered, an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes.

......

"Mingfei, happy birthday."

A week later, the old man who had changed into new clothes put his hands behind his back and quietly called Shi Xiangfei to his side.

"No."

He handed a wooden knife to Shi Xiangfei, very casually:

"I can't give you a real knife, but my craftsmanship is really not unfamiliar."

Shi Xiangfei put the wooden knife in the sun, looked up and squinted, and looked carefully:

The appropriate length, golden texture, smooth texture, and faint woody fragrance all tell the old man's intentions.

This...... Was it made of the stick that the old man was holding at that time?

In a trance, Shi Xiangfei seemed to see it, and saw the old man rushing forward in the winter snow.

What he was carrying in his hand was just a burning simple wooden stick, but he was like a general without regrets, sacrificing his life and forgetting death!

Shi Xiangfei shook his head, and his eyes that regained clarity fell on the old man with his hands behind his back, but he was thinking about the hands hidden behind the old man.

At that moment just now, he could see it clearly.

The old man's hands were covered with dense gaps.

What kind of craftsmanship is unfamiliar, I'm afraid this is the first time the old man has tried it!

Slightly clumsy, but very attentive.

Shi Xiangfei looked at the old man's slightly dark eyes, and smiled:

"Thank you, this is my second birthday present I've received so far!"

"Stinky boy!"

The old man who hadn't slept for days blew his beard and stared,

"What is the first?"

He wanted to see whose gift was like the wooden knife he had made with his heart.

"Didn't you say that?"

Shi Cheng did not follow his instincts, and as he walked, he danced a tender sword flower in the air.

He stood on top of the melting snow in the sun, looked back sharply, and shook his white and tender full fingers:

"It's you, grandpa."

[CG: 'It's a beggar's fodder - his wooden knife', end.] 】

"Really....... All right! ”

Lu Mingfei slowly opened his eyes with a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth.

Regret in this life, at this time, go to one more!

......

[Winter passed quickly, and during this time, your family's life was as simple and happy as in previous years.

No, maybe not exactly.

There was one less empty room and one more pair of chopsticks for the New Year.

The footsteps in my ears were slow, and it was the weight that belonged to the old man alone.

The home, which was not very spacious, was crowded, but everyone was intoxicated by the warmth that was even stronger. 】

Since then, you've been waking up early to exercise, but there's been a slight change.

For example, if you are a little taller, it is like the fat on your cheeks has faded a little.

Another example is that you insist on running a little farther, like you have added slashing training in kendo.

Of course, and most importantly, at the door of the snowy house, every morning there will be a white-bearded old man with a bent back and his hands behind his back, looking forward to it. 】

[At the age of 8, your life goes on day after day, regular and warm, happy and fulfilling. 】

[9 years old: You are growing up wantonly in a peaceful town, living happily, seeing the grass grow and warblers fly in the blink of an eye, and it is another year of wet rainy season, drizzling and fluttering. 】

Dingtone ——!

Wishful Thoughts Come True Lucky A is activated, detecting the host's own achievement "Butterfly Sisters' Silk Thread", triggering the hidden tag: "Childhood Sweetheart".

Under Lu Mingfei's surprised gaze, the screen in front of him changed.

Dingtone ——!

"Trigger CG: 'Moses Moses - are you alright?' Does the host watch it? ”