The noisy and disturbing school, the broken and repaired tables and chairs, and the naughty children who scattered and gathered, finally had the appearance of reading and writing. The two brothers of the Tong family and the little beggar were the most serious, forcing Qi Xiaoxiao, who couldn't stop his hand, and Chen Fatrou, who couldn't stop his mouth, had to pretend to chant a few words of "Zhihu Ye", but the two of them finally brought their reading stuff with them.

The tables and chairs were a little ugly, and the five boys didn't care. Chen Fat is still his Chen Fat, and the problem of bullying has not changed, but he also knows how to take some softness. Qi Xiaoxiao is still Qi Xiaoxiao, a chivalrous person. As for the Tong brothers, they still cowered, looking at Chen Fatty and shouting "Brother Lu". The little beggar has not changed much, in the eyes of the four people, he is still so shy and introverted, and sometimes he will suddenly laugh and playfully say something that everyone does not understand, and scratch his head in embarrassment.

Five or six days of hard work passed, and the two piglets in the yard became good friends of several teenagers, the fat ones were called big flowers, and the thin ones were called small flowers. The two piglets, especially with Chen Fat, said to be the brothers in the previous life, and they have to bring more food every day. When the five boys got out of school, they gathered around the fence to tease the wild boar cubs.

"Brother, is this piglet really yours?" asked Chen Fatty with a malicious look on his face as he hugged the little beggar.

"Well, I picked it up from the mountains. The little beggar hugged the piglet's head and said with a smile, not noticing the slippery in Chen Fat's eyes.

Before Chen Fatty could speak, Qi Xiaoxiao's face was suddenly full of doubts, and he thought for a while before he was surprised: "Picked it up in the mountains? Uncle Qian came back from hunting a wild boar last time, saying that he lost a treasure." ”

Hearing this, the little beggar holding the little piglet's hand suddenly paused, looked a little nervous, looked up and looked straight at Qi Xiaoxiao, the strength in his hand was a little stronger, and he took the two piglets to his side.

Qi Xiaoxiao looked at the little beggar with some confusion and looked at her, and she couldn't say how she felt it. Only then did I remember why Qian Rui was so annoyed at the time, the value of a litter of piglets was much higher than the top price of a dead wild boar. The little beggar was also really lucky, first picking up the leopard, and then the piglet. But why are there only two piglets?

The two brothers of the Tong family were also a little envious of the little beggar, only looking at the rough Chen fat meat glimpsed the tension and powerlessness in the little beggar's eyes, which was a feeling that he had experienced many times.

"This was supposed to be Uncle Qian. Qi Xiaoxiao said with a grin.

The little beggar didn't speak, but still looked at Qi Xiaoxiao with his eyes, his face full of vigilance. Chen Fatty laughed and hurriedly diverted the conversation.

......

Nanxi Village, Qi Xiaoxiao's home.

"Dad, didn't Uncle Qian say that the baby was lost when he came back from hunting wild boars last time, it turned out that the wild boar cub was picked up by Pei Qizi. ”

"The last time I went, I wondered how Mr. Old had raised piglets. Qi Qin said and touched his beard.

"yes, he's lucky. ”

"Good luck boy. Qi Qin muttered to himself, frowning slightly. But what he didn't notice was that Qi Xiaoxiao was peeking at him at this time. Is it really like what Chen Fatty said?

On the way back to the village, Chen Fatty pushed him away regardless of Qi Xiaoxiao, and insisted on Qi Xiaoxiao's novel, his wild boar was Pei Qizi's. Qi Xiaoxiao suddenly stopped talking, and asked Chen Fatty to make a reason, but Chen Fatty held back for a long time before he said something that he felt about it.

Qi Xiaoxiao didn't pay attention to it, but looking at his father's changing expression, he gradually became puzzled. Why did the little beggar get lost in the middle of the night? Uncle Qian also hunted a wild boar in the middle of the night? Qi Xiaoxiao's temperament is big, but being big does not mean that he has no mind of his own, even Qi Qin, as a father, does not know how fine his son's head is, and Qi Xiaoxiao always says that he is a good material for hunting.

The night in Nanxi Village is very quiet and leisurely, and most of the peasant families who finish eating eat in the courtyard to cool off, or go to the neighbors to chat, and let go of the fatigue of the day. When his parents went out, Qi Xiaoxiao sneaked out the door.

"Uncle Qian, Uncle Qian. ”

"What's the matter?, the projectile I made for you has run out again?" Qian Rui opened the door and looked at Qi Xiaodao, who was smiling in front of him.

"Hehe, it's already gone, don't you come to ask for it. Also, do you still have the wild boar you robbed from the beggar when you were a child last time? Qi Xiaoxiao threw a knowing look at Qian Rui, and said with a smile.

Qian Rui was stunned for a moment, but he was embarrassed by what he said, and in a blink of an eye, he changed his calm expression: "Your father told you? Don't save me some face, if you haven't gone to the mountains for many days, you haven't encountered a few wild beasts, who will do this business." ”

Qi Xiaoxiao nodded slightly and smiled, looking at Qian Rui and not speaking. Qian Rui slapped Qi Xiaoxiao's head and said angrily: "Do you see your uncle like this?" Okay, okay, go, take it with me." ”

Qi Xiaoxiao blushed a little embarrassedly: "Dad asked me to exchange leopard meat with you." ”

took the leftover boar meat from Qian Rui, and Qi Xiaoxiao went to the other three to exchange the boar meat according to the law, which was quite a big boar, and the remaining meat was only about ten catties. Naturally, Qi Qin couldn't let him do it, and when Qi Xiaoxiao returned to the door, he looked inside, and saw that his parents hadn't come back yet, so he hurriedly ran into the house with the meat, and carefully hid the four portions of wild boar meat.

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"Phew, here you go. Qi Xiaoxiao, who came early in the morning, stuffed four portions of wild boar meat into the arms of the little beggar, giggling and a little embarrassed.

"Something. The little beggar looked at the person in front of him with a puzzled face, and wanted to push it back, but was pressed back by Qi Xiaoxiao.

"Secret, you go back and open it again. ”

......

The school has been scattered for a long time, and it is time for lunch, the little beggar is still stunned, looking at the bowl of roast pork on the dinner table, his chest suddenly rises and falls, and he becomes panicked, and he only takes a bite and puts it in his mouth, but he is a little afraid to swallow it. There seemed to be many voices shouting in his heart, and he could hear them clearly, but he didn't dare to think about them.

The meal was so muddy that I didn't even taste what it tasted like in my mouth, and I remembered that the boar, like a stone, was cut from my throat and stalked in my heart.

"Do you understand?" the old head sat next to the little beggar without knowing when, looking at the stunned little beggar, still smiling and very kind. He did this to everyone, as if there was nothing in the world that could make him put down his smile.

"I don't dare. The little beggar did not answer the question, but the old man understood.

"Because you don't know him, you have separated yourself from him from the time you saw Qi Xiao. ”

"Does he want big flowers and small flowers?" said the little beggar with some trembling eyes.

"If you want him, he can ask for it. The little beggar didn't understand this, and was a little twisted, and he didn't understand how Qi Xiaoxiao's mind could be guessed by himself. "Have you ever seen a lotus?"

The little beggar nodded indifferently.

"The sages said that out of the mud is not stained. But the sages also said that those who are close to ink are black. The old head quietly looked at the little beggar in front of him and said, "Do you know why?"

The little beggar was silent, shaking his head, his eyes still empty.

"Living in darkness can also have light in your heart. You can be like this, and Qi Xiaoxiao can be like this. Without that light, you won't be able to see much. There are a lot of ghosts and ghosts in the dark, but there are also people who are caught by demons and monsters in the dark, and there are even chivalrous people who walk in the dark in black to eliminate demons. ”

The room suddenly fell silent, and the old head looked at the little beggar in front of him and was silent. And in contrast to this calm, Qi Xiaoxiao's home can be described as chickens flying and dogs jumping at this moment.

"You're fat, aren't you?

"That was originally Pei Qizi's son, and you snatched it. Qi Xiaoxiao shouted while dodging the bamboo strip that Qi Qin waved.

"When you grow up, your elbows turn out?"

"Mr. Gu has taught you, this is called righteousness and annihilation!" Qi Xiaoxiao smiled at Qi Qin, and came to such a sentence heartlessly, but it hooked Qi Qin's anger and shame. "Righteous and annihilated, then I will destroy you first!"

The two chased and fought, after all, Qi Xiaoxiao couldn't escape the bamboo strip in his father's hand, he was grabbed and beaten several times, screaming in pain, and he couldn't tell how much was true or how fake. The young man is sometimes like this, he values right and wrong more than anyone else, even if he is the father who stands up to the sky in his heart on the one hand, and the uncle who loves him on the other, he can't suppress the chivalrous impulse. They have the most primitive sense of justice, and sometimes they always do bloody stories that many adults don't want to dare. Of course, it doesn't mean that his father's image has collapsed in his heart since then, his father is still the bravest man in the village, but it is not contradictory whether his father is wrong or wrong. Qi Xiaoxiao, who has listened to the book of saints in the school, knows that if he is wrong, he must change it, and he sincerely admits his mistake, and he is still a hero, which is his stubbornness.

At this time, the little beggar was sitting cross-legged on the bed, his face became hideous, sweat kept rising from his forehead, leaving his cheeks, and his clothes were soaked. A faint and imperceptible flow of air swirled around him, crashing through his limbs.

"It's going to break?" asked the ancient woman with her brows furrowed and looked at the ancient head beside her, her eyes full of doubt.

"I don't know, there's something wrong. At this age, it has not yet broken the shackles, except for the waste vein, otherwise it is a rare Dao vein in the world. But his whole body is full of veins and spiritual energy, and it is absolutely impossible to be a waste vein, it stands to reason that this kind of heavenly spirit Dao vein should be innate. The old head said, twisting his eyebrows together deeply.

"Even you don't know?

"I can only watch first. "The ancient head can't figure it out, is there a stronger vein in this world than the 'Dao Kong'?"

"Not good!" the old head exhaled, hurriedly poked out the thin fingertips, and clicked many times in succession on the chest of the little beggar who suddenly gritted his teeth and kept trembling, and then a mouthful of dull blood spurted out of the little beggar's mouth, and his body also fell to the side, paralyzed in the arms of the ancient mother-in-law.

"It's fine, but ...... His 'Dao String' seems to have been added the day after tomorrow!"

Hearing this, Granny Gu's eyes suddenly showed a shock: "The day after tomorrow, can you open it?"

The old head sighed heavily, shook his head, and said, "That's what you think." ”

Looking at the little beggar's thin body, both of them fell silent. The Tao veins are given by God, and the heavens are lacking. It is not easy for the way of man to be broken, but the way can still be seen, if the way is artificially blocked, it is for the heavens to abandon.