"Youguo, go fishing again?"

The man who had just come out of the paddy field was disgraced and shouted at the half-grown boy who ran past the curb next to the paddy field.

The young man glanced back, his face was now a little emaciated from lack of food and clothing, although it was covered with dust, it was still delicate and timeless, and his obsidian eyes looked brightly at the man who had just spoken to him, and grinned, "Yes! ”

Carrying the old fish cage on his back, Youguo ran quickly towards a small river not far from the village, he was really anxious, he was afraid that it would be dark when he came back late, and there was a young sister waiting for him at home.

The man didn't shout again, he looked at Youguo's back disappearing at the entrance of the village, and sighed a little with the hoe on his shoulder: "Pitiful." ”

This sigh did not last long before disappearing into the air, how can there be a poor family at this age, and the man can only take care of his wife, the old lady and a few children who are waiting to be fed, and he really has no more energy to take care of the young brothers and sisters in the village who depend on each other for their lives.

He returned home with a hoe on his back, and Youguo carried the basket to the small river at the entrance of the village.

The picture of the children in the villagers waiting by the river to catch a few small fish does not exist, so Youguo throws the basket into the river, and sits by the river and dips his feet in the cool water and waits for the fish in the river to burrow into the basket by themselves.

If the villagers were present, they would have called it a miracle, after all, they had seen many fish being lifted, but they had never seen a fish actively burrowed into the basket. But at this time, the fish basket that was casually thrown into the river by Youguo was indeed gradually getting into a few river fish with a size of two or three catties.

Youguo was not surprised, and said thank you to the system.

The system actually didn't want to help Youguo cheat at first, but who made Youguo's mouth too flexible, and even told it to unknowingly agree to help him drive the fish in the river into the fish basket.

It was another bumper day, and Youguo saw that the fish in the fish basket were almost the same, so he dragged the bamboo fish basket and shook the water, and ran home with the fish basket against the rising moonlight. The fish in the basket were jumping around, and the water was ticking and flowing.

The system couldn't help but ask, "Aren't there a lot of fish at home?" Why do you have to fish so much? ”

Youguo sighed, "You don't understand this, of course you want to keep it to make money!" ”

Since coming here, Youguo's system has always felt a little guilty, after all, from the leader of the port mafia directly to a poor small village to be in a situation where both parents died and a sister to raise, this is really a world of difference.

I don't know how it is an artificial intelligence that produces the humanized emotion of guilt, and finally coaxes the system to help him do day work, of course Youguo has to make good use of it, and helping him catch fish is just the most inconspicuous of the little things.

The system asks, "How do I earn it?" He hesitated and said, "No one in the village should buy it." ”

Youguo shook his head, "Of course it's not selling people in the village, I'm going to go to a nearby town in two days, there are always people in the town who want to buy fish." ”

The system stopped talking, and Youguo happened to be home.

It is said to be a home, but in fact it is just a simple small room, the roof is paved with straw, the only window is pasted with straw paper, the whining wind can be heard when the wind blows, and there is a fire in the room of only seven stacks, and a round pot of pottery hanging from the fire - this is the kitchen of Youguo's home at this time, and it is also the only heating

Place.

To tell the truth, Youguo has never suffered such grievances, and even in the most difficult times in the past, Youguo's life has not been so difficult, but since he has arrived here, Youguo has no room for regret.

As soon as he was about to open the door, the door had already been pulled open from the inside, and the young girl threw herself into his arms with tears in her eyes, "Brother, you came back so late today!" ”

In fact, it is not too late, Youguo is running all the way, but the night is always full of danger for young children, especially the sister in his arms is only six years old now, and it is the moment when he can't leave the adult.

This is Youguo's only relative now - a six-year-old girl with pure black eyes as beautiful as Youguo, probably inherited from her parents.

Youguo suspected that he would always be unable to escape the fate of raising a child, so he picked up the thin poem in his arms and put her on the tatami mat, and gently rubbed Shi's forehead, "I'm sorry, Shi." It's me who came back too late. Youguo said patiently: "Brother is cooking now, can you wait for the poem?" ”

Although the young poem is still ignorant of the concept of the death of both parents, he already knows by the child's instinct that he only has the only brother to rely on, so the poem nodded obediently, sat on the tatami mat with both hands clenched into fists on his lap and waited.

Most of the fish in the basket were thrown into a small water tank in the room, and only three or four were left, one for soup and the other two for roasting and meat.

It's a bit extravagant to drink fish soup with Youguo's current family background, but looking at Shi and his extraordinarily big eyes because of his yellow muscles, Youguo still doesn't hesitate to boil a pot of fish soup every day to supplement nutrients, and Youguo is also well-raised.

During the Warring States period, there were very few seasonings, Youguo searched all over the mountains and found a few spices that could be used, and barely roasted the fish that was difficult to swallow tasted good, and the poems were devoured, Youguo watched her eat enough and let her drink a bowl of milky fish soup before blowing the lamp and falling asleep.

The night breeze blew outside the window again, and the moonlight poured in through the cracks in the window paper, and the distant roars of wild beasts could be faintly heard in the mountains and forests.

The poem is close to Youguo's side, and the little hand grips Youguo's sleeve very tightly, and she often feels a little uneasy when she can't see Youguo, until she is lying next to Youguo and napping, and the poem will relax a little.

The sleepy-eyed Shiqiang held his eyes and looked at Youguo with a little moonlight, "Isn't my brother still sleeping?" ”

Youguo lowered his head and smiled, touching Shi's soft hair: "I'm not sleeping yet." ”

The poem struggled to sit up to accompany Youguo, but was pressed down by Youguo again, "You sleep first, little poem." ”

The poem shook his head and said, "My brother doesn't sleep, and neither do I." ”

Youguo is a little none

Nai, but looking at Shiyuan's face, his heart softened, and he patted Shi's shoulder and said, "Okay, I'm going to rest too." ”

The two brothers and sisters were lying in the quilt, and Youguo whispered to the poem the song that the deceased mother often hummed, and the poet asked in a daze: "Brother, should the fish in the tank be kept for the winter?" ”

Youguo didn't answer, and after a while L said, "No, I'm going to take it to the town in two days and sell it for some money." ”

Shi yawned and didn't forget to follow and say, "Then I'll go with my brother too!" ”

Youguo was not at ease to leave the poem alone at home, but when he heard this, he quickly agreed.

Permission is what it's like

Falling asleep groggily like something on his mind (), Youguo waited for a while until the sleepiness rose ◢ ()_[((), and he also closed his eyes and fell asleep quietly.

*

The fish in the fish tank has saved a considerable amount, and was raised by Youguo to be fat and beautiful, he chose a good morning with fresh live fish on his back and led the young poem over the mountains and mountains to sell fish in the town across the mountain, maybe it was to see two thin children pitiful, or maybe because the fish sold looked really good, and the basket of fish on his back was bought clean in a blink of an eye, Youguo counted the coins he earned, and was barely very satisfied, and took the money to the town to buy some rice grain and necessities, and then took the poem to prepare to go home.

There was a distance back to the village from the town, and Youguo and Shi walked along the main road, and finally saw the paddy fields and dry fields that belonged to the village, and the fields were dotted with buds, and from time to time there were bursts of frog calls from the budding rice fields.

At an age like Shi, it is easy to be attracted by the small animals on the side of the road, and she led Youguo all the way to look at it, and Youguo did not disturb her interest in observation, until she found a strange child standing on the side of the road, looking up at the clear sky.

Youguo was stunned, the village was not big, so Youguo knew very well how many children there were in every household in the village, and what those children were, so he was sure that the child in front of him who looked up at the sky in a daze did not belong to any family in the village.

The boy who was staring at the sky in silence finally moved, and he looked sideways at Shihe Youguo, who was holding hands behind him, and he had a pair of beautiful red eyes, but there was no reflection of any scenery in his pupils, and he fell on Youguo in the blank.

He has a very mysterious temperament, lonely and lonely, as if separated from the world by a layer of fluffy glass, and the soul that has been withdrawn alone quietly looks at the world.

The boy didn't move, and Youguo didn't move, and the poems around him snuggled up to Youguo, looking at the strange boy not far away vigilantly and curiously, until Youguo was the first to speak to break the silence.

He curled the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly: "Who are you?" ”

The boy's gaze rested on Youguo and Shi's tightly held hands, and Youguo guessed that the emotions in those empty eyes at this time might be called envy.

The boy spoke, "I'm Jiguo Yuanyi. ”

Youguo already knew who he was, and he touched the top of Shi's hair to give the little girl a little comfort, and then continued to talk to the quiet Jiguoyuan: "Why are you here?" ”

Ji Guoyuan was silent for a while, his life experience is not very rich so far, but how to tell this short experience briefly and fluently is not very simple for a child of his age.

However, he was a beloved child of the gods, so it didn't take long to tell him why he was here.

"Running all day without sleep?" Youguo said that this is really a great achievement for a seven-year-old child, and it is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to run for a day without sleep, eating or drinking, but this is just as easy as a dragonfly for Ji Guoyuanyi.

Ji Guoyuan nodded.

Youguo pondered for a moment and asked, "Do you have a place to live?" ”

Ji Guoyuan shook his head.

Youguo asked again, "Do you have a place you want to go?" ”

Ji Guoyuanyi still shook his head.

Youguo had a thoughtful look on his face.

() The sun was gradually setting, and the dim sunlight stretched the shadows of the three of them together in one place, as if they were born to do so.

In fact, Ji Guoyuan can continue to run sleeplessly, his physical strength is like a monster without end, but today's sky is very beautiful, as if it has become so clear to invite people to admire, so Ji Guoyuan Yi Ghost stopped and looked up at the sky.

The short stay allowed the sky to send him an encounter, Ji Guoyuan Yi silently observed the hand held by Youguo and Shi, he had only held his mother like this, and now seeing such a dependent and intimate relationship from others, Ji Guoyuan's heart fluctuated a little.

He didn't know what this fluctuation could be called, he had never experienced it before, so it felt strange.

He watched Youguo whisper a few words to the poems beside him, and then Youguo under the warm sun smiled slightly at Jiguoyuan.

It was hard not to be attracted by the beautiful and clean smiling face, and a clean, calloused hand with some slight scars suddenly stretched out in front of him.

"You don't have parents, and neither do me and Shi." Youguo smiled and said, "Then live with us as a family from now on." ”

Ji Guoyuan was stunned, there were only a handful of people he had talked to in his short seven years, and in his memory, except for his mother and brother, the faces of everyone and even his biological father were blurred, and Ji Guoyuan Yi never felt wrong.

But at this moment, his eyes seemed to be as clear as the clouds and the sun, and the sky and the earth finally took on the shape they should have.

Youguo's hand was raised for a moment, and he was wondering if Ji Guoyuan was going to refuse, when a warm and soft hand was gently clenched in his palm.

Ji Kunichi looked up at him calmly, a small flame burning in his red eyes.

He said, "Okay." ”！