The gray sky is like an abyss, so that there is no edge in sight. Suddenly a light appeared in the deepest part of the gray sky, it shone so brightly, out of thin air, and in an instant it crossed the night, and this light wanted to end the reign of the night? bring the dawn? But after all, it was short-lived, and with its vanishing darkness the night enveloped the earth again.

All the creatures on the earth are accustomed to the endless night, and they will not be afraid, but they will spend a little more time waiting for the dawn to come.

With the sound of thunder, the mid-spring season has arrived.

At this time, it is mostly cold and warm weather, which makes people scratch their heads. Although the weather can change a lot, it will pass quickly, and there will be no mud and water at all.

Magpie Town is a small place that is not famous, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is an inconspicuous small place, the world is so big, every place is likely to be a drop in the ocean, let alone such a place.

Even the name is not very good, but the people in this town are people who don't have much ink in their stomachs, and the magpies and magpies are also pleasant, and the people in the town are quite satisfied with the name.

The silence of the town was broken by the sound of a rooster croaking, and in a simple courtyard to the east of the town, a plain-looking, thin young man carefully closed the courtyard door with a bamboo basket on his back. If you look closely, there are a few families in the town who have risen to work, but he is the only one who is a young man. The young man's steps were very slow, and his feet were very light, for fear of waking others who were still asleep.

When passing by the house next door, the young man hurriedly made a silent gesture to the big yellow dog squatting at the door, and the big yellow dog looked at it for a long time, and couldn't see who it was, so he immediately stood up, and inevitably listened to the dog barking for a while.

"Wangwang!" After a few sounds, he directly woke up the owner.

"Stinky boy, why are you up so early? Don't be caught by the old ghost in the mountains so early!" exclaimed the woman next door, which overshadowed all the others.

"That baby, it's okay, we're up too, your aunt ...... today," the man explained to the young man outside the house, while comforting the woman who got up a little bigger.

Of course, the boy doesn't care about this, because every important day, the lady next door will always let her man invite the boy to his home. And the eldest lady has always been "knife mouth, tofu heart", her words are more or less worried about the meaning of the teenager.

The boy touched the head of the big yellow dog and gestured to his identity. After confirming that it was not a stranger, the big yellow dog rubbed on the boy for a long time, and the boy touched its head again, and the big yellow dog returned to its den satisfied.

The mornings in the town are very peaceful, and most of the residents of the town have their own schedules. Now, only a small number of people get up to work, and teenagers are one of those few.

He got up early to cut wood in the mountains early, and when he got up late, he couldn't compete with those adults.

The boy does not choose a few hills close to the town to chop wood, but usually chooses a mountain a little further away from the town. It will take some foot effort, but it will be worth it for him. Because the firewood on that hill is of very good quality, not to mention that the teenager can sell it for a good price, it is said that the town's purchase will also give priority to the teenager's firewood.

When he arrived at the foot of the mountain, the boy did not choose to go up the mountain, but instead walked a few more miles to a nearby mountain temple, and sincerely bowed again and again, a total of three times. It's all because of Master Yang's teachings - the god of the mountain three worships to keep you safe when you go up the mountain.

The boy went up the mountain for the first time to make a living, and there was no one to teach him or show him the way, so a small boy went up the mountain on his own, just to find something to fill his stomach. As a result, he got lost in the mountains, and the poor boy could only wander around in the mountains and forests. Fortunately, there were no fierce beasts in the mountains, and fortunately he was bumped into by Master Yang, otherwise he would have to go down to reunite with his father and mother after a few more hours of hunger.

It was also from this day that the young man followed Master Yang up the mountain to chop wood, collect medicine, and look for game. The helpless teenager also began to rely on this day and have a job to make a living. Although he was very busy every day and Master Yang was very strict with himself, it was the happiest time of his childhood. The good times didn't last long, it may be that this young man's life should have been hard work, and Master Yang also died in a serious illness a few years ago. From that day on, the boy went up the mountain alone again. Unlike at the beginning, the current teenager is a lot taller than before, and his heart is stronger.

After worshipping the mountain god, the young man got up and wanted to leave, but he seemed to feel that something was missing, and it turned out that there was no incense. The boy took out a short, thin stick of incense that he had bought yesterday. Lit. Early this morning, the first incense stick was lit in this dilapidated mountain temple, and the young man smiled with satisfaction as he watched the wisps of green smoke rise.

Leaving the mountain temple, the boy went up the mountain with a familiar car, and just as the boy was about to start with a tree he had chosen, "You are really ready to leave this place", a sentence that came out of nowhere made the boy stop his movements. The young man replied indifferently, "You don't need to worry about my affairs!"

"What's your business, isn't your business my business, you know it clearly enough, who has been taking care of you for so many years. ”

"Take care of me? Have you forgotten when you snatched my body from me? Why didn't you talk about taking care of me at that time? The boy said angrily.

"You remember the past clearly, I didn't do it when you were bullied!"

"You're embarrassed to say that every time you *** beat someone half to death, in the end, I'll clean up the mess myself. ”

"I'm not here for your own good, look at how happy that Jiang Divine Doctor's fool is every time he sees you!" the young man was speechless for a while, "It's okay to go out and have a look, I'm about to suffocate to death in this hellish place." The boy stopped answering the voice, and slashed heavily at the tree with his axe, muttering at the corner of his mouth, "It's better to suffocate to death." ”

Half an hour later, small hills made of dry wood were piled up on the ground. The boy tied the firewood and put it in a bamboo basket, carrying a bundle of dry firewood in each hand. If you look at a teenager from behind, it's no different from an adult, just a little shorter. In the early morning, a young man singing a ballad, a muddy mountain road, and a few bundles of sturdy dry firewood are not a good scenery no matter how you look at it.

By the time the boy walked back to the town, it was almost time to eat, because the boy's stomach was already rumbling after a busy morning, and it was time to cook on the fire.

The boy arrived at the door of the restaurant that said Huang Ji and knocked on the door, "Lin boy, is he selling firewood again?" a yawning voice came from the door. After a while, the door opened, and standing in the door was a middle-aged uncle who was the chef of this restaurant, and it could be said that he was the owner of this restaurant.

Uncle Fa Fu looked at the firewood roughly and said, "Well, yes, such dry firewood can cook a delicious meal." Oh, your firewood," of course, he still yawned as he spoke.

Although the boy knew that there would be no less, he still habitually counted it several times. "Virtue, when did you lose your firewood money? Don't count it first, if you go and wash yesterday's dishes, let's eat together at noon." The middle-aged uncle said with a little displeasure. The boy put the money in his pocket, and went to wash the dishes without further ado.

After lunch, the boy walked in the direction of the school. The boy would come almost every day, because the boy liked to learn words here, so that he could read a lot of books. The teacher here is an old gentleman, no one knows what his name is, and he can come here to listen to the lectures after paying the food. The school is not big, and there are eight students plus himself, but it is a lot of people, because most of the children in the small town can't study, and they all follow their parents to make a living. Only those with a good family background will let the child learn a little more. After all, you can't eat enough, and no matter how high your knowledge is, it's useless.

"Brother Lin Xi, when will you teach me to fight? A little boy of about seven or eight years old asked, tugging at the corner of the boy's clothes. "Little Cui Ming, what are you fighting, you are also a scholar, you have to be reasonable when you encounter something. Lin Xi touched his head and said.

"You see, every time my mother reasoned with others, she couldn't suppress the other party's loud voice, and it was useless to ask me to reason. Just like you!" The little boy named Cui Ming retorted.

Lin Xi sighed, who told him to be bumped into by Xiao Cui Ming when he was cleaning up a few gangsters that day, and from that day on, Xiao Cui Ming became a little follower of Lin Xi, a one-sided little follower, because Lin Xi preferred to treat him as his younger brother.

"Fight!?Can a scholar fight?Go back and copy the Analects a hundred times!" I don't know when the old gentleman of the school was already standing behind the two young men.

Cui Ming was startled and said, "Sir, why are you like a ghost, you scared me to death." The old gentleman made a solemn gesture of the ring ruler. Cui Ming put on an expression of lovelessness, and reluctantly returned to his seat and took out pen and ink.

The old gentleman saw Cui Ming honestly copying the Analects. Then he turned to Lin Xi and asked, "It's decided?"

Lin Xi was stunned for a moment, but quickly regained his expression and replied seriously, "It's decided." ”

"How long?"

"In less than three days. ”

"It's a bit rushed indeed. ” “

Sir, the student has something important to do and has to hurry. Lin Xi explained.

The old man didn't care about the word sir, hesitated for a while, and squinted at the young man in front of him, "Okay, here's something for you then." The old man said.

"The student council will come back to visit him in three days. Lin Xi promised.

In this way, in front of the school, one old and one young, one question and one answer, it seems to have a different flavor.

Just as the young man was about to leave, the old man suddenly said, "Lin Xi, do you know the word sting!"

Faced with the old man's sudden words, Lin Xi didn't understand the old man's intentions, so he replied with doubts: "Isn't it the beginning of the mid-spring season?"

The old man still had a serious look, looking at Lin Xi without changing his face.

Lin Xi didn't read much, so he naturally couldn't answer, let alone the old gentleman's words at this time had ulterior motives.

The two were silent face to face for a while, and the old gentleman's face softened slightly, and he said with a smile: "That's what it means." ”