"At the beginning of man, nature is good. Sex is similar, Xi is far away......" The sound of children reading came from the school not far away, which was particularly beautiful in this quiet and bright morning. Behind the wall of the school, a seven or eight-year-old boy with a dark face wearing a shabby and patched yellow linen coat leaned against the wall, listening to the sound of reading, and a satisfied look appeared on his face.

The child's name is Xue Hanjiang, and his father is a third-rate doctor in the town, and his mother died in childbirth when he gave birth to him, so his father has always disliked him. Later, when his father was one year old, he continued to marry a wife, Chen. At the beginning, the old man in the family was still there, Chen was still good to Xue Hanjiang, and then the old man died, and found that his father was indifferent to him, and slowly began to show his true nature, only to him on weekdays to eat some leftovers at home, often beat and scolded, and later after his father died of illness, he became even more demanding as a slave, often did not give food, beating and scolding was commonplace, and finally drove him out of the house, sold his ancestral house, and ran away with the money to go back to his parents' home.

When Xue Hanjiang felt that Erniang should always come back secretly and be kicked out, the little head at that time really couldn't understand why his home was not his own home?

Finally, when the county magistrate first took office, the new official took office three times, and when he heard about this, he was furious and sent his subordinates to Chen's mother's house to sell his property back to get some of it. He purchased a hut for Xue Hanjiang, and deposited the remaining money in the county treasury, and distributed a little to Xue Hanjiang on the day of the monthly distribution. However, this part of the property is really not much, and the prefectural ordinance requires that it be distributed until he reaches adulthood, so the monthly expenses are very tight.

Fortunately, the harvest has been acceptable in the past few years, and with the help of neighbors, I can barely eat enough. When other children were playing, Xue Hanjiang had already gone to the field to help with some work, and it might be a steamed bun to death, but it was already very satisfying for him, after all, a steamed bun also cost a copper coin. When the children of the same age went to study in the private school, Xue Hanjiang could only look at them with envy.

When he wasn't working, he would secretly listen to his husband's lectures behind the wall of the school hall as he did today. Although he didn't understand a lot of things, he always wanted to listen to them more, and maybe he would understand them when he heard more.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Xue Hanjiang suddenly heard a girl's voice, startled, and quickly looked up in the direction where the voice came from. I saw a girl about the same age as herself in a beautiful green dress, holding a beautiful colorful windmill in her hand, looking at him not far away.

Xue Hanjiang was afraid that the sound of speech would reach the school, so he hurriedly made a gesture to the little girl not to speak, walked to the side of the little girl, looked at the school behind him, and felt that he should not be able to hear it, so he breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the girl's curious gaze, his heart was a little flustered, his little face was red, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

The little girl looked at Xue Hanjiang's embarrassed appearance, and smiled: "Isn't it just eavesdropping on a three-character scripture, I even overheard my father's transmission of my senior brother in the Spring and Autumn Period! I'm not as nervous as you!"

Xue Hanjiang only felt that the secret had been punctured, and his little face turned even redder, and he was a little annoyed and angry, "I.. I don't have one?"

"Lying is not a good boy. The little girl grimaced at Han Jiangxue and looked at the top of her head, "Why hasn't Uncle Shi come back yet?"

Xue Hanjiang followed her gaze and looked at the sky, only to see the blue sky and white clouds, and nothing else, she couldn't help but be a little curious, but she felt that the girl's eyes were tight, and she asked, "Who are you? Why haven't I seen you?"

Nanyuan County, where Xuehanjiang is located, is located in a remote area, and few outsiders come here, and strangers come here, and everyone can basically see it at a glance.

"My name is Liu Sisi, the willow of the willow, the thought of missing. I'm passing through here today. The little girl thought that this little boy was really funny, much more fun than her brothers and sisters, "I told you the name, so what is your name?"

"Xue Hanjiang, my name is Xue Hanjiang. Xue Hanjiang replied honestly.

Liu Sisi turned his head and gently pointed at the small windmill, blew a big breath, and blew the windmill up quickly, "Xue Hanjiang?

How did Xue Hanjiang know how to write his name, but fortunately he knew the origin of his name, "I don't know which three words, anyway, I heard that it was obtained from a poem." ”

Liu Sisi tilted his head and thought for a moment, but he didn't feel that his skirt was stained with mud, squatted down, held the end of the windmill bamboo pole and wrote on the ground, the three words Xue Hanjiang, and read in his mouth; That's the name. ”

"Is this my name? Although Xue Hanjiang couldn't recognize what these three words were, he could vaguely guess some. Looking at these three words, I was a little distracted

"Sisi, you're running around again! Be careful, uncle, I'll tell your father. ”

Xue Hanjiang heard the voice, only then came back to his senses, looked up, and saw a middle-aged man standing next to Liu Sisi at some point, this person had a handsome face, a green shirt, a long sword, and an elegant temperament.

Liu Sisi didn't care about the middle-aged man's slightly angry threat, pulled the middle-aged man's sleeve with a hippie smile, and said coquettishly: "Uncle Yu, Sisi is wrong, don't run around anymore!"

The middle-aged man looked at this little guy with a headache, his face was helpless, he turned his head to look at Xue Hanjiang, smiled and nodded, then turned around and looked at Liu Sisi: "Let's go." ”

"Hmm. Liu Sisi responded, loosened the sleeves of the middle-aged man, ran to Xue Hanjiang in a few steps, and stuffed the windmill into Xue Hanjiang's hand with a smile, "Hehe, I'll give it to you!" Then he turned around and ran back to the middle-aged man, and the little girl seemed to be extremely happy.

Xue Hanjiang looked at the backs of the two in a daze, looked at the small windmill in his hand, and then looked at the three words on the ground, and then he was sure that he was not dreaming.

After being stunned for a while, Xue Hanjiang squatted down on the edge of the words on the ground, looking at the three words carefully. Following Liu Sisi's example, holding the bamboo tail of the windmill, he imitated and wrote crookedly in a distance from those three words.

In a few moments, there was a lot of gibble on the ground. Although Xue Hanjiang tried his best to imitate Liu Sisi's font, he did not have a foundation, so it was not a formal shape. But Xue Hanjiang didn't notice it, just kept writing on the ground.

By the time Xue Hanjiang came back to his senses, it had already been about half an hour.

"Oh no!" Xue Hanjiang looked at the sun, suddenly felt bad, remembered the sheep herding work he finally asked Uncle Li for, regretted it for a while, and hurriedly prepared to run to Uncle Li's house. But he looked down at the little windmill in his hand, gritted his teeth, and decided to run home first, and then rush to Uncle Li's house.

"As long as you run as hard as you can, you should still be able to. Xue Hanjiang comforted himself in his heart.

"Hanjiang, run slower, be careful not to fall!" The lady who was familiar with Hanjiang on the side of the road saw Hanjiang rushing by, and said with concern.

"Got it, Aunt Hu. Xue Hanjiang slowed down, turned around and smiled and waved to the eldest lady, and then sped up his pace.

"This child!" Aunt Hu looked at Han Jiangxue's back, shook her head with a wooden basin, and sighed: "What a hard-working child!"

Soon, Xue Hanjiang ran to the door of his house. The cottage is small and slightly dated. It is located in a small courtyard surrounded by a fence, and when you push open the dilapidated courtyard gate, with the sound of creaking, there is only a small vegetable field in front of you, except for a well.

Entering the house that didn't have much furniture, but it was unusually clean, the panting Xue Hanjiang carefully took out the small windmill from his arms, and after confirming that it was not crushed, he carefully put the small windmill into the small wooden box where he put his clothes, and he smirked. Thinking of Uncle Li's incident again, he hurriedly closed the wooden box, went out of the hut, closed the door of the house and the courtyard door, and hurried to Uncle Li's house despite his sweat.

In other words, this Uncle Li is also a wonderful person, his real name is Li Sheng, his body is burly, and when he fights, three or five young men are not opponents, but he married a more fierce wife. The dignified eight-foot man is often beaten by his wife and his nose is blue and his face is swollen, which has become a joke in the county.

Uncle Li's house is in the southeast corner of the county, quite far from Xuehanjiang's house. By the time Xue Hanjiang ran to Uncle Li's house, he was already tired and out of breath.

"Haha, Xiao Hanjiang, are you getting up late?" Uncle Li happened to be holding a whip, driving eight or nine goats to prepare to go out, and when he saw Xue Hanjiang running over, he couldn't help but quip.

Xue Hanjiang gasped for breath and couldn't speak for a while.

When Uncle Li saw Xue Hanjiang like this, he thought: Why is this stupid kid running so fast?

Hurriedly entered the house, came out with a bowl of cold water, and handed it to Xue Hanjiang.

"Thank you, Uncle Li. Xue Hanjiang picked up the big bowl, drank it in one go, rested for a while, and then relieved himself, handed the bowl to Uncle Li on the side, smiled, and took the whip from Uncle Li's other hand on the other side.

Uncle Li turned around and looked at the house secretly, then secretly took out two steamed buns from his cuffs, handed them to Xue Hanjiang, made a gesture to put them away, and commanded, "Xiao Hanjiang, be careful when you go to the east, stay away from that lake, I heard that there are unclean things in the lake recently, and there are always strange noises coming over, and the thieves are scary." ”

"yes, got it. Xue Hanjiang quickly stuffed the steamed buns into his sleeves, nodded with a smile, and drove the sheep to the east with a whip.

Li Sheng watched the thin Xue Hanjiang skillfully drive the sheep, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

"Li Sheng, you dead ghost, give me a death!" At this time, an angry roar came from inside the room, which made the tall Li Sheng tremble. Quickly closed the courtyard door and got into the house. In a short time, there was the sound of women scolding and the dull pounding of clubs on the flesh.

A man in Tsing Yi in the next house heard this voice, although he was no longer surprised, but he was still a little worried, and when he turned around and saw his wife who was doing housework, he suddenly felt that he was really happy.