The sun is shining on the western mountain, and it is about to fall.

The bloody remnant sun spreads on the golden desert, and the grains of sand become soft like a drop of amorous tears in the light kiss of the setting sun.

In the distance, a wisp of green smoke rushed straight into the sky.

"When, when, when!!"

The crisp sound of striking iron broke the quiet time of the evening.

The sound came from a grass hut on the edge of the desert. Behind the thatched house, about three miles of road, is a towering mountain peak, where people call it "into the cloud peak".

There are more than 10 families at the foot of the mountain, scattered and scattered, built on the mountain. They are all honest hunters, and it is said that their ancestors came here to avoid the chaos of the Qin Dynasty, and have lived here for more than a thousand years now, and they are authentic locals.

Only the blacksmith who lives in the desert is an outsider.

The blacksmith's surname is Feng, and he is a cripple. On a rainy evening, Zhang Lihu, who had returned from hunting, found Blacksmith Feng by the stream at the foot of the mountain. No, at that time, he was not a blacksmith, just a "corpse" that had been brought here by a stream from an unknown place.

Zhang Orion saved his life.

For this outsider, the people in the village are very curious. They all wanted to know, where did he come from, how did he get here, did he faint and accidentally fell into the water, or was he framed by someone else?

In the face of the villagers' gossip of questions, he replaced his answer with a polite but embarrassed smile.

Three days later, when the man's body was almost recovered, he left quietly, as if he had come quietly.

Just as the villagers were about to forget about him, he reappeared. This time, he took the only path into the mountain from the outside, which is called "Red Dust Canyon" here.

He held a birch branch in his hand and walked with a limp.

Accompanying him was a child of three or five years old.

Although the child is dressed in tattered clothes and unkempt, it can be concluded from the contours of his face that the child's appearance should be very delicate.

The shoes on their feet were worn out, and it was clear that they had come from far away.

He led the child to Zhang Orion's house and placed the only silver on his body in front of Zhang Orion. Seeing the silver, Zhang Orion's eyes sparkled with excitement. Zhang Orion has been busy for most of his life, and he has never seen so much silver.

"My surname is Feng, you can call me Feng lame. This is my son, and my father and son want to make their home here. The money is yours, can you help me build a thatched hut?"

From Feng Cripple's speaking accent, Zhang Orion heard that Feng Cripple was from Kyoto. Back then, Zhang Orion once hunted a white-haired fox, and in order to buy more silver taels, Zhang Orion traveled to Kyoto.

The prosperity and richness of Kyoto made Zhang Orion unforgettable, and he longed for it. Therefore, when he heard this cripple Feng from Kyoto say that he wanted to settle down here, he was extremely puzzled.

Why does a person in the capital live in this place where birds don't?

Zhang Orion wanted to know why. Similarly, when Zhang Orion asked this question, Feng Cripple replaced his answer with a smile.

With the help of Zhang Orion, on the edge of the desert, a grass hut soon rose from the ground. Zhang Orion also didn't understand, why did Feng Cripple rely on the desert to build a thatched house?

On the night when Feng lame stayed in the thatched hut, he invited the whole village to drink wine and eat meat in his thatched hut.

"The contemptible Feng is lame, wandering since childhood, and the four seas are his home. When I met this place today, I immediately felt nostalgic. Thank you for not giving up on your neighbors and allowing the contemptible people to settle here. This is a great virtue. There is no retribution for the contemptible people. A special banquet was held to thank the neighbors for their desire to stay. ”

Feng Cripple raised the wine bowl and drank three bowls in a row. The people in the village were also very bold, and they drank with Feng Cripple. After three bowls of belly, Feng Cripple was a little dizzy. He ran into the hut, took the child out, put his hands on the child's waist, and put the child on the table.

"Boy, the villagers are here, to give face to our grandfather, and you also accompany them to drink a bowl of wine. Feng lame picked up the wine jar and poured the wine while swaying. Half of the wine in the bowl was spilled.

The child may have been frightened by Feng Cripple's words, or perhaps by the many neighbors who came. He shrunk his head and drooped his head, his little hands clenched into fists and placed them on his chest, and his whole body trembled.

Feng Cripple picked up the bowl and handed it to the child. The child didn't take it, he just looked at Feng Cripple with his eyes.

"Smack!!"

Feng lame slapped the table with his palm, and the dishes and chopsticks on the table were all shocked to the ground. The child shuddered, and his head shrank even tighter.

"Hold out your hand and hold it for me. Feng lame said angrily.

Some people couldn't stand it anymore, so they hurriedly came over to persuade Feng Cripple.

"Cripple Feng, he's still a kid and can't drink. Forget it. ”

"yes, forget it, forget it. ”

"No, no. Feng Cripple shook his palm, squinted his eyes, and said, "Man, you should have to drink since you were a child." If you can't drink, can you still be called a man? You say, isn't that reasonable?"

Feng lame leaned forward slightly, his head stretched out very long, and his eyes swept over the hunters. From Feng Cripple's gaze, all the hunters suddenly had a feeling of being looked directly at by the hounds, and there was a slight chill on their backs.

The child is his, since he is not distressed, what do we care? Feng Cripple retracted his gaze, turned around and picked up the wine on the table, and handed it to the child. The child slowly stretched out his hand and took the wine bowl. His little eyes looked at the Orions, and the Orions looked at the children.

After stopping for half a pillar of incense, the child picked up the wine bowl and took a big sip of wine. Maybe he drank too hard, or maybe he never drank. The wine was not swallowed, but choked. The child kept coughing and shivering, and his face was red.

"Haha!!"

Seeing the child's embarrassed appearance, Feng lame laughed. All the hunters also laughed with Feng Cripple. Amid the laughter of the crowd, the child fell off the table, and he quickly got up, ran to a corner, and wept silently.

"Here you go. ”

I'm crying. The child heard someone talking to him. The child hurriedly looked up, and there stood a little girl in front of him, about the same age as him, wearing a red cotton jacket and two ponytails on her head.

The little girl was holding a handkerchief in her hand, and the handkerchief was a little dirty, which the little girl used to use. The boy looked at the handkerchief in the girl's hand, then at the girl, but the boy did not answer. He wiped his tears with the sleeves of his dirty coat.

"Don't cry, Daddy said that when people cry, they are ugly. Children, it's ugly, adults don't like it. The little girl said.

Listening to the little girl's words, the boy's teeth bit his lip and forced him to keep the tears from flowing. He lowered his head and saw a mud spot on his sleeve, and he kept buttoning the mud spot with his little hand. It seems that for the little boy, the most important thing in the world is to remove the mud spots from the sleeves.

As for the little girl in front of him, the boy felt that her existence was very unreal, as if she existed in a dream.

The boy often dreamed, especially after Feng Cripple hit him, he cried and cried and fell asleep, and then he dreamed. In his dreams, he would dream of many beautiful things, which would not exist when he woke up. The boy thought that he must be dreaming now, otherwise he would not have seen such a beautiful girl.

"My name is Mu Rong, what's your name?" the little girl asked.

The girl's voice drifted into her ears again, so crisp and pleasant, like the sound of spring water he heard on the way here.

"Dog. The boy whispered, so small that he couldn't even hear it. The little girl couldn't hear it.

"I didn't hear clearly, can you say it again?" Xiao Mu Rong looked at the boy named Ah Dog very seriously and asked.

The boy was silent for a moment, and finally mustered up his courage. He raised his head, looked at Xiao Mu Rong with wide eyes, and said loudly, "My name is Ah Gou." ”

"Okay, I got it. I'll just call you Brother Dog. Xiao Mu Rong said naturally, "Brother Dog, tell you a secret, if you want to cry in the future, you will raise your head and look at the stars." That way, your tears won't come out. ”

Immediately, Xiao Murong leaned her mouth against Ah Gou's ear, blocked it with one hand, and said cautiously, "This is the secret that my father told me." Don't tell anyone. ”

Ah Gou thought for a while and asked, "If Daddy asks me, can I tell Daddy?"

"It's a secret between the two of us. I don't want your dad to know. Mu Rong said with a pout.

"Well, I promise you. I don't tell Daddy. The dog held out a finger and said, "Let's pull the hook." After pulling the hook, this secret belongs only to the two of us. ”

"I believe you, you're the most honest person, you won't lie to me, will you?"

Mu Rong stretched out a finger as she spoke, and just as she was about to pull Ah Gou's finger, Mu Rong heard her father Mu Sheng shouting: "Ah Rong, where are you? Ah Rong!!"

"Daddy called me, I'm leaving. Xiao Mu Rong put down her raised little hand and said.

"Will I still be able to see you in the future?" asked Gou, blinking.

"Ah Rong, you come out for me, Ah Rong. Mu Sheng's shouts became louder and more urgent.

"Dad, I'm here. Hearing Daddy's eager call, Mu Rong turned around and ran, forgetting that she was going to hook up with Gou.

Dog's fingers are still parked in mid-air. Looking at Mu Rong's figure gradually moving away, Ah Gou slowly lowered his fingers, and his expression was a little stunned.