The alleys of Qiancheng are full of flowers, although it is not the New Year's Festival, but there are many pedestrians and vendors. Qingzhu pulled the little beggar and stopped in front of a stall selling bracelets.

The stall owner is an old woman, with white and black hair mixed with each other, squinting and smiling very kindly. Seeing the two coming, the old woman stopped the colored rope she was braiding in her hand, and erected the wooden shelf, and all kinds of thin ropes hung down from the wooden shelf, shaking slightly, accompanied by the sound of copper bells, and connected into a landscape.

Qingzhu reached out and grabbed one of the piles of floral patterns, as if he had already made a plan. "Little young master, this is good-looking. As he spoke, he took the little beggar's wrist and carefully wrapped it around it.

The three-tailed small carp made of green iron are connected to the bottom of the case, and two dark green ropes are entwined and buckled under the wrist. The three carps are lightly titled, circling leisurely, and there seem to be rippling water waves under the light, and they suddenly have aura.

"The girl has a clever eye. The little beggar was still stunned, and the wrinkled old woman opened her mouth first, and her tone revealed many distant memories, "The old woman's hanging peace rope is unique, and the old blacksmith who beats herring iron pieces has been gone for many years. ”

"I've been watching it for days. Qingzhu's eyes smiled, and he took out a copper plate in the purse around his waist, "Mother-in-law, just buy this." ”

Hearing this, the little beggar looked at the three-tailed fish on his wrist, and was a little stunned, herring fish, he used to call this name.

The old woman picked the two articles in Qingzhu's hand and accepted them, squinting and squinting, "If the price does not rise, the old woman made it up in the early years, and after the season, the two copper plates have been earned." ”

Accepting the two copper plates, the flowery-eyed old woman leaned the wooden frame on her shoulder again, and continued to pick up the unfinished safety rope in the pocket in front of her, carefully, and smiled.

"Little young master, don't look down on this peace rope, only Qiancheng has it. The old people in the courtyard all said that a peace rope can change their lives in the Hades Palace. Children in Qiancheng can only wear it once in their lives, and if they lose it, they will never wear it again. ”

Qingzhu's eyes were crooked, the woman of the peace rope in Qiancheng did not wear it, but the woman sent it, and she wanted to wrap all her peace in the hands of the concerned people.

Looking at the little beggar, there was a glint in the eyes of the plain-clothed woman, she didn't say that an ordinary woman only sends two ropes in her life, one for her husband and the other for her son. But Qingzhu is not ordinary, he doesn't dare to have either.

The little beggar looked at the three-tailed herring on his wrist, raised his head and smiled at the woman beside him. He wanted to be a herring, but only for some people.

"Doesn't the flowery-eyed old woman have children?" the little beggar looked up in confusion, he understood that Qingzhu must know.

"There used to be. Qingzhu's expression suddenly darkened a lot, "But I went to Dengsendai." ”

She didn't go on, but the little beggar understood.

"Now there are fewer people with peace ropes, everyone wants to be immortals themselves, no one believes in the older generation's set, and the children of the flower-eyed mother-in-law take off the peace rope and leave. ”

The little beggar's heart suddenly became sad, thinking of the dilapidated City God Temple, and the faceless stone statues in the temple, many of whom were no longer worshipped. Dengxian, Dengxian, no life to become an immortal.

"I believe it. He looked into Qingzhu's eyes and smiled stupidly.

The two of them wandered around the alleys and stalls for a long time, looking at all kinds of novelties one by one, and picking out many pieces, but they didn't spend much copper plates.

When I came to the compound next door to the Bai family again, there was not much difference from more than a month ago, the indigo cloth was still floating in the wind, and the air was still mixed with a lot of the smell of life. There were a series of dead leaves piled up in the yard, and some persimmons were ripe, and a group of children picked up bamboo poles to beat persimmons, hurriedly picked up the corners of their clothes and picked them up under the tree, and smiled contentedly.

The arrival of the little beggar naturally can't escape the eyes of many people, the adults shouted "Little Young Master", and those children who haven't gone to school ignore the persimmon tree, they all come around, looking at the small things in the hands of the little beggar, and their eyes are full of expectation.

The little beggar who was held by Qingzhu suddenly didn't know what to do, and the red flush of persimmons was about to rise on his face, and he was stunned and stuffed the things in his hand one by one, and he had nothing to say.

Qingzhu looked at the shy little beggar and laughed, and a group of boys burst into joy, going around the little beggar to play with the small objects in their hands. There is a naughty boy in the school hall in the distance, listening to the cheers outside the house, and his heart is also itchy.

Let go of the little beggar's hand, and before he could react, he was surrounded by the boys around him. Those who watch the windmill watch the windmill, and those who ride the wooden horse ride the wooden horse, all have to pull the little young master to play together. The older ones in the house went to school, and the little beggar became the king of children, but he always blushed.

"Qingzhu, I have to bring the little young master in the future. Aunt Wang, who chose the dishes, smiled in her eyes, "In the past, the young master was like this, and he couldn't let go." ”

"They carry too many things, like these little hairy people. ”

"yes. Aunt Wang sighed a little, "The young master hasn't been here for a long time. ”

Hearing this, Qingzhu's eyes suddenly darkened. After Sunset and his party came back, Bai Yaoyun never came to this mansion again, only carrying some things from the Qingzhu Gang. Qingzhu understands that this mansion is also Bai Yaoyun's home, and he doesn't want his family to be sad, not to mention that there are so many simple boys.

The sun is gradually hanging, and the children who are reading are also out of school, so naturally their gadgets are indispensable, but they are picked by Qingzhu, and they are all reading objects with pen, ink, paper and inkstone, so that they don't always worry about playing.

Naturally, the little beggar didn't go back to Bai's house to eat this lunch, and stayed at Aunt Wang's.

Aunt Wang's family has a total of three, in addition to her and Qingzhu, there is also a boy about sixteen years old, who was picked up by Qingzhu after school.

The boy's name is Kuzhu, a similar name to Qingzhu, and his eyes are also crooked, he looks handsome and gentle, but he is missing two legs, which makes people sigh.

The three of them are very cute in their eyes, which is probably the reason why they become a family. Aunt Wang's wife left early, her son went out to wander but there was no news for many years, Qingzhu was robbed by thieves in the mountains, lost his life, and what about bitter bamboo shoots......

"He's just like you. Qingzhu smiled and sandwiched a chopsticks of verdant side dishes in the little beggar's bowl and said with a smile.

The little beggar didn't understand, so he looked up and looked at the bitter bamboo shoots, where was the same?

"In the past, the lonely chivalrous courage went to Dengsendai and lost two legs, so that he could pick up his life and come back. The Dengxiantai in Qingzhu's mouth is still so chivalrous, it is not bloody, and the bitter bamboo shoots also have a smile on their faces, and they don't look sad because of the mention of the past.

"I didn't know anything before. The bitter bamboo shoots scratched his head and replied, the little beggar didn't expect that this little boy with a gentle smile on his face would also walk through the cannibalistic place, and his heart suddenly softened.

"I think when I was as big as the little young master, I also fought all over the invincible hands of Dengxian. These words came out of the gentle face of the bitter bamboo shoots, and there was a little more different taste.

The chopsticks in Aunt Wang's hand turned, and she hurriedly hit the back of the bitter bamboo shoot's hand, glaring, "Don't talk about it, it's not a beating." ”

Qingzhu covered his mouth and looked at the two of them and chuckled, and the corners of the little beggar's mouth were also hooked. It's not a family, it's not a family, the little beggar understands. Only poor people will huddle together for warmth, this is the truth that the little beggar has experienced for more than ten years, but now he sees happiness and satisfaction in these poor people, it is no longer just about warming each other.

Although he didn't know what happened to the bitter bamboo shoots, he thought that it was similar to Qingzhu and Aunt Wang, and he must have had a painful past. But the little beggar didn't see much sadness in his eyes, and so did the two who were smiling.

This meal is eaten very slowly, and the soup is not as diverse and precious as the Bai family, but it is very flavorful, and it is a feeling that the little beggar and the old man are together. The square wooden table, holding an unknown home, is the bond of many years.

The little beggar left after dinner, and in the afternoon, all the children in the house touched it, and although they were still restrained and red-faced, they were willing to smile at them. Bitter bamboo shoots are very famous among children, they know a lot, and they tell all kinds of stories to the children that they have never heard, and they all shout bitter brother, but they are not bitter.

......

"Are you going to go to Sendai again tomorrow?" At this time, in the little beggar's house, Qingzhu was there, and Lao Hua was also there, and it was he who came to talk to him about it.

His injuries healed quickly, and it was only five or six days' work, and he was already more than ninety percent better, but thanks to the little monkey in his heart. Lao Hua said that the last one is not recuperating in rest, but has to stretch and stretch his muscles and bones.

"Hmm. ”

"Ascending Sendai is not a good place. The little beggar suddenly spoke.

"Are you still going?"

"Go, the sages said, the darkness must also be seen before the light can be cherished. He looked at the old flower stupidly.

"The darkness can be dark at times. Lao Zhaohua looked at the little beggar's gaze, and there was some inexplicable meaning in his eyes swaying in the depths of his gaze.

Qingzhu stood aside and quietly looked at the big and small, that was the way of the little young master after all. She has seen too much separation and the gloom in the eyes of many people, she doesn't want the little beggar to always hide the childlike fun in her eyes, but she can't stop it, so she has to wish him peace.

"The little beggar has seen a lot. The villain in front of him suddenly giggled, and suddenly twitched Lao Hua's heart, and it hurt tightly.

Yes, the little beggar is a child who grew up in the dark.

There was no word, only the candle flame crackled, and Lao Minghua smiled faintly, and pushed the door back to the house. Qingzhu looked at the little beggar, his eyes were crooked, and he kept smiling, and so did you.

is often a poor person, only to see the pity of others, Qingzhu has no parents, the Bai family raised her, she accompanied Bai Yaoyun, to relieve the sorrow in his eyes, and then there were more bitter bamboo shoots, and now there is a little beggar, they are all the way.

The moon was clear, and there were light gray clouds in the evening sky, which were blown by the wind and drifted into the distance, to squeeze into the clouds next to them.

The night was sinking like water, many lights were extinguished, and Lao Hua was still sitting in the room in a daze, with a sigh in his heart. Many things are not satisfactory, and it is not always possible to take the most scenic road.

Then don't go and see the scenery all the way.