After sleeping in the open for many years, he slept in a serious bed for the first time, even if it was just a layer of dry thatch on the cold and hard wooden board, Song Zhiti couldn't sleep.

After tossing and turning all night, I felt a little sleepy in fatigue, and the sky was still bright, and I was picked up by Song Huiya with one hand and rushed to the door to study.

Song Zhi was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, listening to the crowing of roosters in the backyard, and secretly wondering about going to pluck out their hair.

It's a pity that the old man also got up early, saw the murderous intent in her eyes, stared at her every step of the way, and didn't give her a chance.

As the sun rose, Song Zhiti walked to the open main road to bask in the sun, holding a wooden stick to write and draw on the ground, and learning to read and write.

After a while, a woman came out of the opposite house, carrying a huge bamboo basket behind her, her hands tightly wrapped in her clothes, and she still couldn't stop shivering as she walked. Xu was too heavy with a heavy object behind him, and every step was not steady enough, so he didn't get out of this street, otherwise the soles of his feet slipped and fell.

Song Zhiti looked back, threw down the stick and ran over, helping to help the person up.

She thought to herself, there is an extra pair of eyes on the back of the master's head, she must have seen it at this time, can't she praise her for doing a good deed every day?

The woman coughed so hard that she opened her mouth to say thank you, but she choked on a breath of wind and almost lost her breath.

Song Zhiti felt his lungs hurt when he heard it.

After she left Cangshi City, she also began to have a high fever and cough not long after, and learned a lot of useful things from Song Huiya. You can go up to the mountain to pick some herbs, many herbs can cure your cough, and they are all over the mountain. I'll help you pick it, as long as you ......."

She wanted to say casually: Give me something to eat, but the words turned around urgently and changed to: "Reward me with some money." ”。

After thinking about it, I felt that something was still wrong.

Could it be that she was born to be a little flower?

The woman shook her head, only feeling that there was nothing to say to a child, and said vaguely: "There is no mountain near here that can let you collect medicine, little girl, don't walk around, go back quickly." ”

Song Huiya didn't look at it for a while, and then found that the figure of his apprentice was gone. Walking out of the front yard, I saw her from a distance with her head tilted and talking to people passing by.

Is this girl a dog? When he saw someone, he ran after the other person's ass.

Song Huiya leaned against the door and shouted: "Song Zhiti! ”

"Yes! Master! ”

The little girl scurried back.

Song Huiya threw a cloth bag to her and ordered: "You go to the city to buy some rice, your grandfather's family is so poor that he can't open the pot." ”

Song Zhi looked at the money inside, compared the size again, felt that he could carry it back, hung the bag on his waist, and said obediently: "Okay! ”

She stretched her neck and leaned in, holding back a wicked smile and deliberately begging: "Grandpa, when I buy rice at noon, let's stew chicken together!" I'll give you the chicken head to keep alone! ”

After that, the little short legs were fast, and the people were like birds out of the cage, and they ran away in an instant.

The old man laid out the whetstone, and began his boring work day after day, taking the girl's provocation as a deaf ear, and only reminded him casually: "If you let her go, something will happen." ”

Song Huiya said: "Then you really underestimate her." As an apprentice, I have no other skills, but my life-saving skills are the most powerful. Very sensible. ”

The old man seemed to just mention it casually, and when he saw that she didn't believe it, he didn't say anything more.

Broken Goose City is surrounded by mountains on all sides, and the top of the mountain is still green, still with the gorgeous scene in spring and summer.

Song Zhiti turned around twice on the street without a head, found the rice shop with his own ability, straightened his clothes, and was just about to go in, but the guy inside had already sunk his face, and he opened his mouth first and reprimanded: "Where is it called Huazi, dare to enter anywhere?" If you dare to step into the store with your dirty shoes, I will break your legs today!" ”

Song Zhi was scolded for scolding his head and face, but he was not angry, he took off the cloth bag from his waist and threw it over, and said proudly: "Full!" ”

The man listened to the sound of silver falling money, his face softened slightly, and asked, "Who are you buying rice for?" ”

When Song Zhiti heard him ask like this, he pretended to be stupid and said, "I don't know." It was a little lady over there who gave me a bag and asked me to run an errand. ”

The guy opened the cloth bag and checked, and somehow became angry again, as if he regretted that he had just given her a good face, and wanted to get it back again, and said in a rough voice: "Full? Why do you want a tael of silver! Do you have that money, you? ”

Song Zhi dug out his ears, thinking that he was hundreds of miles away, and heard the old yellow dog barking at the head of the village.

"How much do you say?!"

The guy pointed at her nose and scolded, saliva splashing: "Dog, dare to come to me to cheat and eat!" Don't want to live? ”

The fire in Song Zhiti's heart also rose slowly, and he stretched out his hand and said loudly: "Give me back, I won't buy it!" ”

A woman hurriedly stepped forward from behind, covered Song Zhiti's mouth, and said resignedly: "I bought it, she came to help me buy it, I really don't have the strength to lift things." You can give as much as you can buy. Please. ”

Song Zhi timidly raised his head to look at her, and saw that it was the person he had just met in the morning, so he didn't struggle.

When the woman saw that she was sensible, she let go of her hand. Song Zhi timidly hid behind her.

The young man was about to have a seizure, and he had already picked up the stick on his side with one hand, but the woman groveled and repeatedly asked for mercy, and he could not find a reason, so he swallowed his anger back. Grumpy scooped half a scoop into the rice bag and threw it back on the table.

The woman begged bitterly, "Give me more, for there are several mouths in the house waiting to be eaten." ”

The guy's face was not good, and when he heard her cough, he felt unlucky, and with an expression of disgust that he couldn't avoid, he directly threw the unbound rice bag over.

The rice was sprinkled out of the bag and scattered all over the ground.

The woman hurriedly knelt down, swept her hands on the ground, and poured the yellow dirt into the bag.

Song Zhiti used to come out to ask for food, and he had to kneel. Now when you come out to buy something with money, you have to kneel.

The former was kicked by others, scolded her, and insulted her, and she scolded her in her heart, and then felt that the matter was over.

Now this kind of treatment, there is a kind of resentment that has been stripped of bones and trampled under the soles of the feet. I endured it and didn't say anything nasty.

The woman quickly packed up the rice, lifted the bag, grabbed Song Zhiti's arm and led her away.

When she reached a quiet place, the woman stuffed the bag of rice into her bosom and explained, "This year's harvest is not good, and rice is indeed expensive, and it costs five yuan for a bucket. He didn't see the waist card, thinking that you were trying to deceive him, so he was cruel to you. I see that you are down, and I want to make things difficult for you. You go back and tell the adults in the family, don't come alone next time. ”

Song Zhi clenched his fists timidly, and said in a muffled voice: "So I said I wouldn't buy it." ”

The woman said kindly, "The money goes into the hands of others, and you can't get it back if you don't buy it." Which of the guys and shopkeepers there doesn't have a relationship with the people on the mountain? You're young and don't know the rules, so don't mess with them. ”

The wrinkles on the woman's face were deep in the flesh, and there was a kind of weathered sorrow, and her eyes were full of love, like a deep, slightly turbid pool of water. Looking at her, I always feel a little unreal, as if I am wandering from time to time.

Song Zhi looked at her timidly. The woman blinked, then came to her senses from the geisman and said, "Are you strangers?" I don't understand anything, what are you doing in Broken Goose City? ”

Song Zhi tilted his head timidly and asked, "Who is the person on the mountain?" ”

The woman smiled bitterly and said, "A man from the mountain is a man from the mountain." Broken Goose City is named because of Broken Goose Gate, what do you say is a mountain person? ”

"Oh." Song Zhi said disapprovingly, "Those who know are going up the mountain, and those who don't know think they have become immortals." Phew! ”

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Song Huiya listened to the sound of sharpening knives in his ears for a moment, and was a little annoyed, feeling that the wound that had not fully healed began to itch again, and even the wind in the four fields was depressing.

She closed her eyes, leaned back on the recliner, and asked, "Senior, you should have a close relationship with me, right?" ”

The old man's tone was not fast, but the speed of answering seemed to be in a hurry to clear up the relationship with her: "I have only met you three times. I can't talk about the origin. ”

"Three times?" Song Huiya inquired, "Including this time?" ”

"Nope." The old man cherished words like gold, and after speaking, he felt that the other party would not stop, so he reluctantly added, "The first time was when I happened to pass by Buliu Mountain, and I had some friendship with your uncle, so I went up to say hello on the way." I will see you as a result. ”

That expression was like seeing a broom star.

Song Huiya cheekily said, "Why don't you come to visit often after that?" ”

The old man's dislike for her was very straightforward, and he sneered at the corners of his mouth: "I don't think my life is long." ”

Song Huiya laughed casually twice and asked, "What about the second time?" ”

The old man turned his head, and a pair of yellowed eyes stared at her without waves, as if he wanted to look through her into the distant past, but in the end, he just shook his head calmly and said, "The second time, it was you who came to kneel and begged me, let me help you save your uncle." ”

When Song Huiya heard the first half of the sentence, he almost laughed, and in the second half, he pondered and fell silent, and only asked after a while: "You didn't agree, did you?" ”

The old man said "um": "I only promised your uncle to save your life, and I never promised him to help him take revenge." He is the same as your master, he has chosen his own path. The disciples who do not stay in the mountains go down the mountain, and they have never been conceited in life and death, and they have nothing to do with others. ”

The old man said more: "It's useless for you to ask before. You are nothing like you were before. ”

Song Huiya opened his eyes, his thoughts were vague and unpredictable, as if he was talking about someone else's business, and he sharply reprimanded: "Is it? So in the past, Song Huiya was a waste who would only be angry with his own people, and when something happened, he would cry and beg others to take action? ”

The old man's sharpening hand stopped, and he turned his head to look at her more.

The blurred vision and familiar face made him feel as if he was back to that rainy night more than ten years ago.

The fourteen-year-old boy knelt in front of the potholed and muddy house, and begged him to enter the mountain over and over again, with a hoarse voice and sobbing profusely.

It wasn't until sunrise and dawn that he raised his head and looked at the mountain in a daze, as if he had died once, with a new body, and left in despair.

But it was unprecedented, and for the first time, I felt that the child was too pitiful, and couldn't help but defend her: "That waste, did a great thing." ”

Song Huiya asked curiously, "What's the matter?" ”

The old man said word by word: "Alive." ”

It was difficult for Song Huiya to read anything from these two fluttering words for a while. I just feel that a person with a light life, no matter where he is tied, is like a rootless grass. It's not easy to be alive.

She asked, "What about the third time?" ”

The old man's attitude has faded: "If you can't remember, the third time, just treat it as if it doesn't exist." ”

Song Huiya nodded.

A few jackdaws stood on empty dead branches, wailing fiercely.

Song Huiya spoke again: "How did my master die?" ”

The old man simply stopped, his eyes were cold, his tone was stiff, and he said, "If you continue to ask, you should regret it." ”

Song Huiya really shut up.

The old man looked at her, and for no reason, he was angry, and said heavily: "You are not as good as her!" ”

Song Huiya didn't figure it out: "Who?" My Master? ”

"It's Song Huiya!" The old man said, "She is not afraid of anything, and you are afraid of everything!" ”

Song Huiya said aggrievedly: "What am I afraid of? ”

The old man raised his hand, patted his shoulder, and then patted the knife at his feet.

Song Huiya disagreed.

She doesn't know anything, how to take responsibility, how to use the sword? Just two grievances from other people's mouths?

She had no intention of arguing, feeling that the atmosphere was too angry, so she changed the topic with a dry smile: "What do you call your seniors?" ”

The old man lifted his knife, shook his hand into the house, kicked the door with his foot, and only coldly dropped a sentence: "You don't have to know! ”

Song Huiya was taken aback, a little sneered, and muttered in a low voice: "So moody? I'm just saying bad things about myself. This old man clearly scolded me. ”

She stood up, thinking of her cheap apprentice.

Just buy a rice, how can you go for so long?