Seeing the children being driven away by herself, the little girl in red snorted proudly, turned her head, and looked at Guan Ping with a pair of bright eyes, "Are you okay?" Gan Ping raised his head, and suddenly saw this eyes full of concern, and was stunned again. "Hey, I'm talking to you, are you okay?" The little beggar in front of the meeting looked at him blankly and didn't say a word, and the little girl was a little angry.

The old man hurriedly stepped forward, pulled the little girl with excessive curiosity, and said, "Ling'er, don't mess around. The girl named Ling'er snorted, and her mouth was flattened, and there was no squeak.

At this time, the old man turned his head and looked at Gan Ping, "Doll, what is your name and where are you from?" Gan Ping heard the old man ask himself, so he subconsciously answered, and suddenly saw the little girl staring at him, and he couldn't help but weaken, and his words also snorted.

"So you're not dumb, then I just asked you why you didn't say it? You little ghost is so hateful, what is your name Gan Pingping, you don't look like a man at all, like a little girl, no wonder you didn't dare to say it just now." Gan Ping's voice did not fall, Ling'er's words came out like a cannon, Gan Ping heard this, couldn't help but get angry, raised his head and said: "My name is Gan Ping, not Gan Pingping, I am a man, not a ••••••"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Ling'er looking at him viciously, and he couldn't help but feel weak for a while, and his momentum also fell, secretly hating how he could be afraid of such a little girl, in the mountains, tigers are not afraid, and he can't even say everything when he sees her.

The old man frowned, and said to Ling'er: "Ling'er, have you forgotten what grandpa told you? The girl's family doesn't look dignified at all, so who likes it, how can you marry in the future..."

Gan Ping heard him say something funny, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of a smile, and suddenly saw the little girl on the opposite side with big eyes looking at him, and couldn't help but lower his head, laughing secretly, Ling Er was angry, and said loudly to Gan Ping: "Little ghost, you actually laugh at me, grandpa, don't you ask who this little ghost is, why do you talk about me?" she screamed as a little ghost, and didn't want to think about how old she was.

When the old man heard his granddaughter say this, he quickly coughed twice, turned his head and looked at Gan Ping, "Gan Ping, right? Where are you from? Where do you want to go? Where are your parents?" He didn't notice the old man's surprised gaze, lowered his head and tried to recall his life experience, but he couldn't remember where he was from, this memory triggered the memories of the two masters of Xuan Mingzi and Fire Dragon in his mind, which made his head even more confused, and he couldn't stand this surging message, screamed, and fainted.

In a trance, he seemed to hear Huo'er's anxious squeak, and the cheerful voice of the little girl who called Ling'er. "Monkey, monkey, look, a red-haired monkey. The noisy sound in his ears made Gan Ping slowly open his eyes, and a gray linen tent came into his eyes, he quickly looked around, and found himself lying on an old wooden bed, although it was old, but the thick bedding under his body made him almost moan comfortably, and slept in the mountain forest for more than a month in succession, so that Gan Ping felt that he was about to become a monkey, stroking the soft bedding under him, Gan Ping had the urge to cry for a while.

He sat up from his bed and looked at the furnishings of the room, an old wooden table in the middle of the room, which looked like the same style, with a large clay pot and a rough tea bowl on it. There were two stools next to the table, and in the corner there was a large old wooden box with some miscellaneous items on it, and it seemed that he had been rescued.

Just as Gan Ping looked around, a fiery red shadow swooped out of the door on the table, and suddenly found Gan Ping sitting there, screamed happily, and threw himself into his arms, and the same red figure chased in outside, shouting in his mouth: "Little monkey, don't run, give you •••••"

Seeing Gan Ping wake up, Ling'er immediately shouted happily to the outhouse: "Dad, mother, grandpa, he's awake." After shouting, he immediately rushed to Gan Ping, "Little beggar, are you awake? Why did you faint? Is this monkey yours? Give me a hug, I've been chasing it for a long time just now, hurry up and give me a hug..."

Just when the two of them were in a mess in the house, several people walked in outside the door, one of them was the old man at the entrance of the village that Gan Ping had seen, the old man saw his granddaughter messing around, and hurriedly scolded: "Ling'er, don't mess around, there are outsiders, Mr. Zhang is looking at you." Ling'er, who was dragging Huo'er on one leg and desperately trying to pull it out of Gan Ping's arms, heard this, hurriedly turned around, let go, and tugged at the clothes on his body vividly, and said, "Hello Mr. Zhang." ”

A middle-aged man near the door nodded faintly, turned his head to look at Gan Ping, and asked, "Your name is Gan Ping, right? Where are you from?" Gan Ping was curiously looking at this middle-aged man who could calm down the crazy girl, and when he saw it turn his head to ask himself, he quickly jumped out of bed, and replied honestly: "My name is Gan Ping, I came from the mountains and forests, I don't know who my parents are." ”

Seeing that Gan Ping affirmed his doubt, the middle-aged man hissed in surprise, and the others were also extremely surprised, and the old man said: "From the north, how is it possible? Our Majiaji is already the closest village to the Tianling Mountains in this area, and I have lived for so many years and have never heard that there are still people living in it." ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man was also surprised, and hurriedly asked Gan Ping several questions one after another, and Gan Ping honestly told him about his experience these days. Of course, he didn't say anything about his strange powers and experience riding a black panther, otherwise, maybe the person on the other side would have driven him out as a monster, but he just said that he woke up in the forest and walked for many days to get here.

Several people did not suspect him, after all, Gan Ping seemed to be just a small child, and in their eyes, he would definitely not lie. The old man said, "This kid is really pitiful, I can't remember where my home is, how is this good?" After speaking, he looked at the middle-aged man. The man looked like he was in his forties, with a square face, a few locks of long hair floating under his chin, and he had a bookish atmosphere, seeing Xiao Ganping looking at him with hopeful eyes, he couldn't help but read his beard and said: "This is also difficult to do, this child is really fateful, and he has been in that dangerous forest for so many days, and he is unharmed." That's it, since coming to Majiaji was arranged by God, and then speaking of this Majiaji, he has to walk nearly 100 miles to get to the city, how can the little child let him go. ”

The old man hurriedly said: "What Mr. Zhang said is that this child is also miserable, but there is no extra bed in my house, this..." Mr. Zhang looked at him, and understood what he meant, there is no extra bed, but there is no extra ration to feed the child, and he looked at Xiao Ganping's hopeful eyes, his heart softened, and his compassion rose, and he sighed: "That's it, my house is a little bigger than one person, Ma Lao, wait for me to go back and clean up, let him move in with me." ”

The old man even claimed that it was, and Mr. Zhang glanced at Gan Ping, turned around and went out. At this time, a woman next to him rushed over, took Xiao Ganping's hand, and said to him, "Are you hungry?" After speaking, he pulled Gan Ping and went out, this woman is Ling'er's mother Ma Zhang's family, this Ma Zhang has been worried about only giving birth to a girl's family, seeing other people's male babies envious, this time the ragged little Gan Ping was carried back to his house, I couldn't help but move my mind, I wanted to leave this boy at home, but my father-in-law and husband were unanimously opposed, Ma Zhang also understood that these people in the family were only reluctant to eat, and they wanted to leave Xiao Ganping but they were a little powerless.

Fortunately, Mr. Zhang took in Gan Ping, this Mr. Zhang is the only teacher in the village, and the only scholar, very respected, every child will have filial piety to support him, Gan Ping followed him, at least he couldn't starve. The happiest thing for Ma Zhang's is that Mr. Zhang's private school is next to her house, meeting every day, coming and going, this boy is not his own son, but also his own son, the old horse head looked at Ma Zhang's careful thinking and did not stop it, but no grandson is also a piece of his heart, squinting his eyes, watching Ma Zhang's lead Gan Ping to eat, he couldn't help but nod slightly.

Fragrant millet porridge, half a salted egg, Ma Zhang's didn't know where to take out a piece of bacon, cut it, chopped it into minced meat and sprinkled it into Gan Ping's bowl, which made Ma Ling'er, who was holding the porridge bowl and pinching a small half salted egg, very angry, and shouted aggrievedly: "Mother, I want meat too." "That Ma Zhang's mind is now all on the cheap son he picked up here, how can he pay attention to her, looking at Gan Ping without even raising his head, he waved his hand, and said: "No, no, isn't there an egg?

It's okay not to mention eggs, Ma Ling'er pouted angrily when she mentioned this salted egg, and the mother of the eggs at home pickled up, saying that she would keep it for the New Year to eat, but it didn't take a while for a while to give herself a satisfying hunger, but when this little ghost came, he even cut a piece of bacon for the New Year, and half of his salted egg was left, and it was only half a small one, so he couldn't help but flatten his mouth, and he was about to cry out if he was aggrieved.

Looking at the fragrant millet porridge, Gan Ping has long been drooling, these days he eats wild fruits to eat he is sick to his stomach, now seeing this rice porridge, his eyes are almost green, seeing Ma Zhang's smile signaled to eat porridge, hurriedly picked up the rice bowl, just wanted to move the chopsticks, just caught a glimpse of the little girl who was sobbing and crying over there was looking at himself with murderous eyes, looked at her bowl, Gan Ping suddenly realized, resisted the urge to pour a bowl of porridge into his mouth, approached Ma Ling'er with the bowl, and put most of the minced meat on it into the little girl's bowl, and then gently swapped half of the eggs of the two, then ignored her anymore, and ate it with his head。

The old horse's head with bags under his eyes outside the door, seeing this scene, couldn't help but nod, this kid is not bad-hearted. Ma Ling'er is not so greedy that she must eat meat, but she just feels that Xiao Ganping has stolen her limelight, and she is very angry, but when she sees Gan Ping like this, she also feels a little embarrassed, and she wants to say something, but she sees Gan Ping like a starving ghost, burying her head in the big bowl, snoring and eating, she can't help but stare at him, and also pick up the bowl and eat.

Ma Ling'er pulled the porridge with minced meat in her mouth, and peeked at Gan Ping, this kid is not bad, and he also ate bacon when he came, but he said less, like a gourd with a sawed mouth, well, I will call him a stuffy gourd in the future, thinking of this funny name, Ma Ling'er couldn't help but laugh out loud, and squirted out the porridge in the bowl, Ma Zhang's scolded when he saw this: "Dead girl, how to make the porridge full of tables..."

At this noisy moment, Mr. Zhang walked in from outside the door, holding a gray robe on his arm, and said, "Sister of the Ma family, I have an old dress here, you can change it, let Gan Ping change it." Ma Zhang hurriedly took the robe and entered the back room, Mr. Zhang glanced at Gan Ping, who was fighting with a big bowl, smiled, and went out.