Ten years of Yuanwu, spring, Mingwu country.

"Mother, why did we move from southern Xinjiang to Shuzhong to live?" asked a teenager in a carriage.

When he asked, his face was expressionless, as if there was a kind of maturity that did not fit his age, but the curiosity that flashed in his eyes made people think that he was actually an innocent child in his bones.

Chu Sleeve, who was sitting opposite, was an ordinary-looking woman, but her every move, her eyes and her smile could inexplicably make people feel calm. She listened to the young man's question and smiled slightly, "I think for myself." ”

Yang Xiaoyang didn't react when he heard this, but just lifted the side curtain of the carriage and looked outside.

Chu Sleeve saw that Yang Xiaoyang first put on a thoughtful expression, and then his brows furrowed slightly, and he knew that he probably didn't think about it again. However, Chu Sleeve didn't care, but smiled even better.

Their carriage followed behind a long caravan, and the roar of the river could be faintly heard.

Yang Xiaoyang was blowing the breeze when he suddenly saw the convoy in front of him stop.

Yang Xiaoyang stretched out his head to look, glanced at Chu Sleeve again, and saw that she just tilted her head slightly, and she also withdrew her head a little.

Most of the convoys in front of them are merchants in Shu, and after leaving Shu, they brought back goods from all over the country and took them back to sell, and it is said that they can sell them for a lot of money, after all, it is not easy to go out of Shu and enter Shu.

Yang Xiaoyang saw a small city in front of him, and there were many beggars at the gate of the city, and many people in the caravan took bread and distributed it to them.

He saw the beggars pounce on the food like hungry tigers, and as soon as they touched the corner of the bread, they were about to stuff it into their mouths, and the momentum was as strong as the water of a river not far away.

"Mother, are they homeless because of the war a few years ago?" Yang Xiaoyang tried his best to control his tone and not to change.

"Hmm. Chu Sleeve's voice was very soft, so light that it could cover up many things that Yang Xiaoyang didn't understand.

As their carriage approached, Yang Xiaoyang saw the appearance of the group of beggars.

Ragged, unkempt, and skinny.

The most conspicuous thing is their empty eyes, which do not have the sparkle in the eyes of ordinary people, and they are still the same after eating the cakes.

Yang Xiaoyang looked at it for a while, and controlled his face not to show any expression.

The convoy moved again, and Yang Xiaoyang and their carriage followed unhurriedly.

At this time, it was already dusk, and the red sunlight was shining obliquely on the ground, making people's shadows stretch for a long time.

Half of Yang Xiaoyang's face was bathed in the setting sun, looking at the group of beggars in the distance, he felt that the sunshine was too red.

Just as their carriage was about to enter the city gate, Yang Xiaoyang saw a thin figure in the shadows that should not be at the foot of the city, vaguely a small girl.

Trembling slightly, as if crying, he immediately stopped stubbornly.

"Go and bring her up. ”

When Yang Xiaoyang was looking stunned, he heard his mother's words, but Chu Sleeve, who had been as quiet as a lake normally, seemed to have ripples at this time.

The little girl bent her knees and clasped her hands in her arms, her emaciated cheeks facing the convoy slowly entering the city, and after looking at it for a while, she straightened her head and rested her chin on her knees.

He sniffled, took a deep breath and stopped his tears.

Daddy, why don't you want me anymore?

The little girl had such a question in her mind, and she immediately dispelled it.

I can't think about it anymore, and I have to cry again when I think about it.

I looked nostalgically at the sunset I used to love to watch, and lowered my head to observe the shadow under me, feeling that it was a little thin.

Suddenly, a heavy shadow fell over it.

Yang Xiaoyang looked at this little girl with her head down, her expressionless face could no longer be maintained, revealing a heavy sadness, and she tried her best to raise the corners of her mouth and pulled out a smile.

"Do you want to come with me?"

The little girl looked up stupidly and saw a young man, his eyes smiling like crescent moons.

She looked at the boy's face as if it was cramping, and for some reason, stretched out her hand to him.

......

When the little girl got into the carriage, she looked at the woman sitting opposite, and lowered her head, not daring to look any more.

She thought the woman was a bit like a lake.

"Little girl, my name is Chu Sleeve, what is your name?" Chu Sleeve looked at the little girl who was sitting next to Yang Xiaoyang uneasily, and asked with a smile.

The little girl shook her head.

"What about your parents?"

The little girl lowered her head and shook her head.

"How old are you?"

Shake one’s head.

Yang Xiaoyang couldn't help but smile when he saw it, "Seeing that you are deeply lost, I hope you will be lost and return, how about calling you Xiaotu?"

When the woman heard this, she glared at the young man, "Is this what it means to tell you to read more often, and to know that you are lost?" and how ugly the road is, it is better to call it Xiaodi, and the white flowers blooming on the thatch are also suitable. ”

After listening to the conversation between the two, the girl felt that the two of them were popular, and she couldn't help but smile on her face.

Chu Sleeve said again: "When I enter the city later, I will buy you a few clothes first, and then go to the inn to take a bath." ”

Xiao Di listened to it and hummed softly, maybe so light that only he could hear it, but it was the first sentence after getting in the car.

Yang Xiaoyang looked at his mother with some curiosity, feeling that she was not the same as usual.

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Ten years of Yuanwu, autumn, Sichuan and Shu.

Yang Xiaoyang opened the curtain and looked at the lively scene in the city where people came and went, and his heart was amazed. Although it was not shown on his face, a pair of eyes were spinning.

As soon as the carriage stopped, he pulled Xiao Di down. Looking up at the name of the inn, he turned around and asked, "Mother, are we staying here today?"

Chu Sleeve, who was dressed in plain clothes, smiled slightly and nodded.

Yang Xiaoyang, who received the reply, didn't show anything, and seemed to be as calm as his mother, and he didn't see the alertness and fear of entering a strange place for the first time.

Xiao Di, who was being led, was very excited, and she dragged the boy into the inn by jumping up and down, standing in front of the counter much higher than her, and kept jumping, trying to see what was behind the counter.

Yang Xiaoyang touched Xiao Di's head and smiled at Xiao Di, and the girl stopped making noise, but her eyes were still staring.

At this time, a big man stepped forward and said in a rough voice to the shopkeeper behind the counter, "Two guest rooms." ”

Dahan's surname is Xu, according to his mother, he is a friend of his father who has never met, and he takes care of the family after his father leaves, and Yang Xiaoyang has always called him Uncle Xu.

Chu Sleeve nodded slightly at Dahan, and then took the two children upstairs under the leadership of the shopkeeper, while Dahan surnamed Xu followed behind with his luggage.

Entering the room, Yang Xiaoyang first took the luggage in Dahan's hand, thanked him, closed the door, and spread the floor on the ground.

As the night deepened, the family returned to the room after simply eating downstairs and was ready to rest, after all, the road was bumpy and exhausted.

It was late autumn, Yang Xiaoyang lay on the ground and fell asleep with a slight coolness.

On the third watch, Yang Xiaoyang suddenly found something more in his arms, lifted the quilt slightly, and found that it was the little girl who got in at some point.

Yang Xiaoyang grinned silently, did not persuade her to go to bed, but covered the quilt tightly and fell asleep again with a smile.

This night, Yang Xiaoyang dreamed of the sunset.

When he woke up in the morning, Yang Xiaoyang looked at the lively Xiao Di, shook his slightly numb arm, looked at Chaoyang, and squinted his downward slanted eyes.

Chu Sleeve left the inn early in the morning, and before leaving, he told Yang Xiaoyang to take Xiao Di to take a good walk around the city.

Looking at Xiao Di, who couldn't wait to put his little hand in his hand, Yang Xiaoyang smiled: "Let's go to the street for breakfast and eat it." ”

Xiao Tu said: "Little sheep and little lamb, the tofu here is particularly delicious, as well as sweet duck, bowl chicken, and stilted beef, let's take a look." ”

Speaking of why Xiao Di called Yang Xiaoyang a little lamb, it was because he had spent the night in a forest when the caravan was about to enter Shu, and there was a waning moon hanging in the sky that night, and the moonlight, which was not bright, was also blocked by dark clouds, making the night a little cold.

The guard in charge of the night vigil was frowning and looking around with torches, when he suddenly heard some noise in the corner of the convoy, so he gently drew his saber and walked quietly.

When I came to the place where the sound came from, I found that it was Xiao Di squatting in a corner with a rabbit, as if he was saying something. Within a month of joining the caravan, Xiao Di became acquainted with most of the caravan, and everyone liked this quirky little girl, as if the beggar's experience had never left a trace on the girl.

The guard was about to go up to see what was going on, when the rabbit suddenly pricked up its ears and jumped away. When the little girl was blindfolded, how could she have a good chat and leave? When she looked up, she saw that there was a fire not far away, and the uncle of the guard with the torch was also looking at her with a confused expression, and he was still holding a bright knife in his other hand. Xiao Di's face was black at that time, and she ran to sleep without saying a word.

When the guard saw that he was gone, he put away his knife and scratched his head, and thought to himself: what the hell, this is the first time I have met someone who can talk to a rabbit.

Early the next morning, the guard saw Xiao Di get up and wanted to go over to ask what was going on, and Xiao Di, who was still smiling on his face, saw him turn his head and left, and could vaguely hear muttering in his mouth: "Hmph, bad uncle who scared the little rabbit away." The guard froze in place.

Xiao Di returned to Yang Xiaoyang's side and looked at him with a serious face, until he saw that Yang Xiaoyang was a little hairy before he spoke: "In the future, you will call me Little Rabbit, no, you have to call me Little Rabbit, because I am as cute as Little Rabbit, which I discussed with Little Rabbit last night." For the sake of you being half as cute as me, I'll call you a lamb, but the next time you meet a lamb, you have to talk to him, otherwise the lamb will be angry. After speaking, he patted Yang Xiaoyang's shoulder in a matter-of-fact manner, and turned his head to explain this matter to others.

Yang Xiaoyang was stunned in place for a long time......