Chapter 122: Inner Demon (6)
He Yu thought for a while and said, "Then I'll call you Sister Bu Jiao." ”
"School" Shen Bujiao doesn't care, Kong Ming also calls her that, but she never calls Kong Ming brother, because she feels that Kong Ming is only one year older than herself, and she is in the same class as herself, so she can't call it a little bit, it's better to call her name, fortunately, no one cares about this.
The two of them went down the mountain after picking up a basket full of branches, and He Yu walked beside Shen Bujiao with the basket on his back.
After the previous communication, He Yu is not so afraid and afraid of Shen Bujiao, in the current world, poor lives are worthless, the cigarette factory, cotton factory, textile factory in the city recruited child laborers, the most is only seven years old, because of the long-term lack of food and work intensity and thin body, described as haggard, and often child laborers are beaten by the foreman, some are hit by copper spoons on the head, and some ears are torn.
I heard of a 12-year-old girl whose mother relied on her to work and eat, but was fired for doing something wrong.
After returning home, she was scared stupid because of her dismissal, and the third queen actually died, and according to the doctor, her guts were frightened.
It is not easy for a poor person to live, it is possible that he will not collide with a nobleman, and no one will collect the body for you if he loses his life, this world is extremely cruel, so He Yu is not in the same class as himself at first Shen Bujiao, who is very defensive and afraid in his heart at first, she will answer whatever she asks, and she doesn't even dare to look at her directly.
Even if she can talk to Shen Bujiao now, the situation is much better than before, but deep down, she clearly knows that the two of them are not all the way, and she also has a purpose in taking Shen Bujiao in.
The relationship between people is very delicate, and many words can be felt by the person concerned even if they are not.
Shen Bujiao deeply knew that in front of him, he would not be able to get along like Mu Liuguang, Lin Shu'an, and Kong Ming, because of the status of the two Rao, but they were unequal.
Friends are based on equality and mutual recognition.
In fact, she didn't understand a little, why He Yu was restrained when she got along with her, and when she woke up, it was the inequality of status or she summed it up through He Yu's words and behaviors.
Shen Bujiao scratched his head, thinking to himself which fang this is, why is it so remote and backward, he has never seen such a place, the aura is still so thin, how can the people here cultivate?
However, she didn't want to ask too much, in case others were already struggling to cultivate, wouldn't it poke at the sad place.
So she obediently closed her mouth and just followed He Yu forward.
When Shen Bujiao entered Yunshui Village, she was stunned by the scenery in front of her, because she had only seen one village, which was Xikou Village, and Yunshui Village sounded like a village, so she would invisibly compare the two together.
Along the way, most of the houses in Yunshui Village are thatched houses, only a few are tiled houses, and the tiled houses are also very dilapidated, like an old man who has been eroded by wind and rain over the years, and the bleakness of winter adds a bit of decay to it.
This is very different from the yellow walls and tiles of Xikou Village, and the eaves of the dougong cornices, when I used to get out of school, the peasants I saw on the road were full of smiles, strong bodies, and ruddy faces, while the people here had wrinkled faces, rough skin, full of wind and frost, skinny, and wore patched clothes.
Shen Bujiao has never seen such a person, which is incompatible with the place where she lives, like two worlds.
The sun peeked out of the clouds, and the golden sunlight poured down, as if to dispel the gloom that hung over Yunshui Village, and the women set up bamboo frames in the courtyard to dry their clothes.
Shen Bujiao saw that they brought out a lot of dust during their movements, and the dust flew in the golden warm sun.
When He Yu took Shen Bujiao into the village, many children came to watch, the women stopped what they were doing, looked at her a few times, and then bowed their heads and said a few words to the people next to them, then looked up at her, and continued, Shen Bujiao didn't like them staring at themselves, as if they were looking at monkeys.
Fortunately, this process did not last long, and soon came to He Yu's house, Shen Bujiao stood at the door, He Yu pushed open the courtyard door and looked at Shen Bujiao timidly, "This is my house, you come in." ”
Shen Bujiao nodded, and when she entered the courtyard, she always felt that the whole village was a little gray, and she didn't see a little bright color, which made her feel a little depressed.
In fact, it's not just this village, but more precisely, since she came to this magical realm, she hasn't seen a trace of life.
The courtyard of He Yu's house is not big, but because of the lack of things, it seems a little empty and lonely, there are three rooms, one is the kitchen, one is the hall house, the hall house and the room where He Yu sleeps are separated by a rag curtain, there is a table in the middle of the hall, the table is very low, two wooden stools, and the furniture is pitiful. 78 Chinese first release www.7* m.7*
He Yu took her into his room again, the room was a little dim, the light came in through the window, casting a silhouette on the table, and a few motes of dust danced up and down in the beams of sunlight.
After seeing He Yu's home, Shen Bujiao had a feeling, it was too simple, too shabby, her heart was a little blocked, how could such a house be inhabited?
He Yu looked at her sinking face, a little uneasy, "Yes...... Isn't my house too simple?"
I don't know why, Shen Bujiao is obviously better than her, but in front of Shen Bujiao, she is always a little overwhelmed and nervous, not only because of her identity, but also because of her momentum.
It is the instinctive fear of the weak in front of the strong.
Shen Bujiao sighed, it's nothing, and now she doesn't know what's good.
He Yu suddenly became cramped and uneasy, "Otherwise, I'll take you to the village chief's house, his house is a big tiled house, and the situation is better than mine." ”
Shen Bujiao took two benches out of the house and sat in the courtyard, "Sit." ”
He Yu glanced at her, and then sat down.
Shen Bujiao asked, "Is there anyone else named He Yu in these ten miles and eight villages?"
He Yu immediately shook his head and said weakly: "No, the surname He is rare in us." ”
Shen Bujiao lowered his head and thought about it, feeling that the He Yu in front of him should be the He Yu he was looking for, otherwise she wouldn't have happened to land on that road and happened to meet her again.
It's just that I don't know why in He Yu's mental magic realm, her appearance and age are not quite the same as the He Yu she saw, this can be kept and asked Mr. later, and she can't think of the result by thinking about it herself.
Now that the person has found it, the next step is to go back to Dongfang, to find Mr., maybe the gentleman in the illusion does not know that he is in the illusion, but the knowledge of this thing is not to talk about, if the gentleman does not know, you can go to the library to rummage, when to find a way out of the illusion, when to take He Yu back.