The two eaglelings that had just hatched were cute, and the two little ones were all gray feathers, and they were not bare like ordinary birds.

Xiao Baoling is naturally the baby's tight, and he feeds it himself every day, and the two little guys are not picky eaters, what to eat.

Xiao Baoling has even given a name, the older one is called Daya, and the smaller one is called Xiaoya, completely ignoring the dignity of the two little ones as birds of prey. The two brothers were also lazy, and they didn't even protest, they only knew to run behind Xiao Baoling.

I don't know if it's the natural beauty of the two little ones or the abundance of aura here, in short, the two brothers can walk as usual in three hours after breaking their shells, and they can spread their wings and glide after half a day. Whenever the little Baoling's body speed up and the two little ones can't keep up, they will open a pair of small wings to catch up.

The task of the two green feathers was completed, probably because of habit, and the two green stones given by the young man lay under their bodies, and they were motionless again.

After the Shangyuan Festival passed, there was a sudden heavy snowfall, as if to deliberately delay the pace of spring and disrupt the boy's plan, but Zhang Pingyi didn't care very much. After all, the fist has not stopped, the pen has not stopped, and there is no big problem.

In the past few days, Zhang Ping wanted to talk to Xiao Baoling about his departure, but he didn't know how to speak just because he looked at her carefree figure.

After another day of boxing, Zhang Pingyi and Xiao Baoling were enjoying the snow in the yard, the snow had already stopped, and it was actually to watch the big girl and the little girl chase around on the snow, leaving only a chicken paw print, which is not ugly.

Xiao Baoling looked at the big girl and the little girl who ran away, and then turned her head to look at Zhang Pingyi, "Uncle Xiao, do you have anything to say to me?"

Zhang Ping scratched his head and asked, "How did you see that?"

Xiao Baoling held his chin and said, "Actually, I have already seen it, you have been in a daze for a longer time these days than before, and I like to stand on the big rock on the edge of the cliff and look west after practicing boxing, I have secretly looked at it many times, and I can't see anything......"

“......”

"Uncle Junior!"

"Huh?"

"Are you leaving?"

"Hmm. ”

"Uncle Xiao, I know you are homesick, in fact, I am also homesick, I miss the pear cake made by my mother, I want my father's hard beard, and I want my brother to make wooden toys for me. But the master said that I can't go back now. ”

Zhang Pingyi listened to Xiao Baoling tell him interesting stories about his childhood at home, but he just smiled and didn't interject.

It's not that the teenager doesn't want to speak, but the teenager really doesn't know what to say, and the teenager is very unfamiliar with the bits and pieces of the girl's mouth.

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In his memory, the boy's impression of his father was already very vague, leaving only a general outline, a tall man, but not thin, with a pair of big palms, able to wrap his hands completely, and two broad shoulders, every time he went out to visit the temple fair, he sat on these shoulders, very stable. And that face that is always full of smiles, especially when looking at yourself and your mother, a smile can melt people.

With the passage of time, Zhang Pingyi's impression of this man became more and more unfamiliar, but the warmth of the hands, the heaviness of the shoulders, and the warmth of the smile became clearer and clearer in his mind, and he could feel it in his dreams many times.

There is also a mother, the teenager's impression of the mother is much clearer, a very thin woman, but very beautiful, this is not a child's praise of his mother, but the fact is that in the alley where the teenager lives, and even a few nearby streets and alleys, there is no one who does not praise his mother's beauty. These neighbors couldn't imagine why their mother would choose to marry such an ordinary man.

Zhang Pingyi didn't think about this, he was too young at that time, a child under the age of four, playing in the mud in the yard by himself, and his mother was sitting on the threshold of the main entrance, while sewing his father's clothes, while looking up at Xiao Pingyi, who was concentrating on the mud.

Zhang Pingyi was pinching the last little clay figure, and the corner of his eye inadvertently skimmed his mother, at this time, the mother was shrouded in the warm evening sun, like the fairy mother in the story told by his father, Xiao Ping turned his head and grinned at his mother, revealing a mouthful of leaky teeth, and then continued to pinch the little clay figure, three clay figures, this is the last and smallest one, there are two clay figures at Xiao Pingyi's feet, one is thick and wide, a small and exquisite, it looks like a couple, and the fact is also true, Xiao Ping pinched his own family of three。 At this time, the unfinished little clay figure in his hand seemed to be himself.

The sun walked into the distant horizon step by step, leaving only the sunset on the horizon, and today's sunset was no different from usual, but the color seemed to be a little dark, red and purple, and it looked a little dim.

When the light dimmed, and it was no longer suitable for mending clothes, the young woman sitting on the threshold knotted the needle and thread in her hand, then raised her arm, put the thread where the garment joined the thread into her mouth, and with a light bite, the thread was bitten off and then put away, the whole process was very skillful.

Slowly stood up and stretched out the clothes in his hand, the material of the clothes was very poor, but the stitches were very dense, not like the clothes bought, more like the hostess of the house hand-knitted.

After looking at it several times and making sure that there were no more damages, the young woman folded her clothes and put them into the house.

Xiao Heiyi was still pinching the clay figure, but the original small clay figure had been pinched by him, and it was even a few points taller than the clay figure symbolizing his father at his feet. Xiao Pingyi still seems to be dissatisfied, and is still transforming this big clay figure.

The two clay figurines at the feet of the child have been pinched for a long time, because of the passage of time, the moisture inside the clay figurines has gradually dissipated, and they have become very dry, but with the drying of the clay figurines, there are many cracks on the original clay figurines, and the thick and wide clay figurines have even been broken, and the smaller ones are only distributed with some cracks on the body because of the volume, and they are not completely broken.

Xiao Heiyi finally finished his last work, looked at the big clay figure in his hand with satisfaction, and was thinking about putting the three clay figures together, only to find the abnormality of the two clay figures at his feet, trying to reglue the clay figures that had been completely broken together, but how could the clay figures that had already been killed be put back together?

The child was a little worried.

"Peace, stop playing, go see if Daddy has returned?" called the young woman from inside the house.

"Hey!" Hearing his mother's words, Xiao Ping agreed while putting the three clay figurines in the place where he stored the clay figurines, where a lot of clay figurines were already stored.

Break it, just break it, just pinch it again.

Let's go see if Daddy is back, Daddy said that he would buy sugar gourds and come back today, Xiaoping swallowed his saliva.

Daddy always counts!

As soon as Xiao Ping walked out of his yard gate, he walked along the uneven dirt alley towards the entrance of the alley, stumbling all the way, but everyone could see the joy of the little guy.

Xiao Pingyi, who came to the mouth of the alley, turned his head and looked into the distance, at this hour, Daddy should be home. Sure enough, it didn't take long for a figure to appear in the distance, but it was staggering, as if drunk. Xiao Ping ran a few steps forward, and when the figure gradually became clear, Xiao Ping took a closer look at the man's hand, and sure enough, he was holding a string of things in the shape of sugar gourds, and couldn't help but become more and more happy, jumping up and shouting, "Daddy!

The man walked very slowly, and even moved the previous step, as if he was about to fall to the ground in the next step, but he was still moving forward, the original short distance, as if he was infinitely stretched here, the man could no longer hear the sound, and his vision began to blur, one of the eyes was extremely dark, he couldn't see the white of the eye, most of them were blind, the man didn't care, he was still moving forward, Xiao Ping'an was still waiting for him to bring the sugar gourd back.

Finally, the man's sight saw the mouth of his alley, and there was a little boy who was running towards him while opening his mouth to shout something, the man didn't have to guess what the boy was shouting, and couldn't help grinning, and then the other eye also completely turned black, and fell to the ground with a bang, splashing dust.

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The man was not able to go back on his own, he was carried home by a group of neighbors, and when he got home, his whole body was already stiff. Strange to say, it stands to reason that this man died suddenly while walking, and he should have been lying on his stomach, but this man was lying on his back, with one hand buried in his arms, which was amazing.

The young woman who heard the bad news could no longer support it and fainted, and in the whole courtyard, there were only a few acquaintances who were responsible for carrying people, and a few families who had a good relationship on weekdays were here, but the gate of the courtyard was full of people who came to see the excitement, making the already cramped alley even more impassable.

Some elderly people whispered, "This man of the Zhang family, who is not sick or sick on weekdays, is also very strong, and is also one of the best men in the long-term work, why did he suddenly go?"

"That's right, this is also a simple man, he doesn't let go of a master when he is scolded, and he hasn't heard of any holidays with anyone on weekdays, so he can't be killed by bandits and thieves, right? ”

"I don't look like it, you didn't look at the Zhang family kid who didn't even have a wound on his body, and besides, if he really met a bandit, how could he come back?"

"It's really weird, good people, why did they go all of a sudden?"

"I think it's God who looks at the lady of this family is too beautiful, this man is not worthy of her, he shouldn't have married her, this is a curse. It's just a pity that this beautiful little lady can't stay a widow for a lifetime. A ruffian voice came from behind.

The voices that were originally talking suddenly fell silent, and a few old men looked back at the man who had just spoken out, wasn't it the ruffian Wang who was rampant and domineering on weekdays.

One of the rich old men blew his beard, pointed at the man surnamed Wang and scolded, "You are a person, human life is a matter of heaven, you dare to talk nonsense, be careful that God will take you away!"

The man glanced at the rich old man and joked, "The old immortal is brought with him, and he will take you away first." Then he took out a stalk of grass out of nowhere, put it in his mouth, turned around and walked slowly.

"You ......" the old man's face turned blue and he gasped.

The reason why this rich old man dared to point at that ruffian and scold him was because the old man's second son was now on an errand in the yamen of the city, so the old man naturally didn't have to be afraid of him. But I can't help him.

"Trouble Jean, the doctor is here. A voice came, and people got out of the way. It turned out that Dr. Liu was here.

The alley where Zhang Ping's family lives and the surrounding streets and alleys, although they are in the city, are very far away from the real inner city, just in the outer city, and there is not even a city gate, so the people who live here are not big families, and this Dr. Liu is actually not a real doctor, but the young man has been an apprentice in the inner city pharmacy for several years, and he has seen a lot of diseases with the owner of the shop, and he is also familiar with medicinal materials, so he went back to the outer city to become a doctor.

The doctor, surnamed Liu, carried a medicine box in his hand, walked through the crowd, and entered the courtyard.

As soon as I entered the yard, I shuddered unconsciously, cursed in my heart for the change of weather, and saw a boy who was about four years old standing next to his father's corpse, putting his two little hands into a trumpet shape, and whispering in the man's ear.

When Dr. Liu stepped forward, he saw that the boy stopped talking, and stood aside and looked at the young man with his eyes closed. It's kind of weird.

Doctor Liu didn't think much about it, he was about to perform an autopsy, the man in front of him had a strange posture, one hand was put into his chest, no matter how Dr. Liu pulled, he just couldn't take it out, and in desperation, he had to remove the man's arm according to the method of the older generation, and the hand without support automatically slipped off the chest, and there was a sugar gourd that did not look out of shape as the hand slid down. Doctor Liu's expression froze, and the movements in his hands slowed down a little, only to see the string of sugar gourds rolling to the ground, covered in dust.

Xiao Ping'an, who was standing on the side, exclaimed, ran over quickly, squatted down and carefully picked up the sugar gourd.

Doctor Liu sighed, didn't think about it anymore, connected the bones, and immediately had to perform an autopsy, but strangely, the whole corpse didn't even have a wound. Then Dr. Liu was going to roll his eyes as usual, and when he opened the man's eyes, Dr. Liu took three steps back, his face was pale, and he was scared into a cold sweat. The neighbors who were waiting next to him also gathered around, all of them were amazed, strange, how did this man's eyes turn black?

Dr. Liu, who felt that something was wrong, hurriedly checked it, and finally concluded that he died of illness and died violently. I left in a hurry.

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It is not clear whether the man is walking in vain, a new mound has recently been added at the foot of the mountain not far outside the city, and the tribute in front of the grave is not only the old three, but also a string of sugar gourds, without the syrup wrapped outside, it looks crumpled. In addition, the only special thing is that the paper on the grave is not an ordinary stone, but a pile of broken mud, which can be roughly seen to be in the shape of a clay figure.

Not long after the man left, a horrific thing happened, when the government sent someone to investigate the cause of the man's death, he went to the place where the man worked, and found that the official foundry placed outside the city, more than 300 long-term workers, all died, none of them were spared, and the death was similar to that of the man, and his eyes were as black as ink. The most terrifying thing is that the guards who went to investigate were all violently killed within three days after they returned.

Since his father left, Xiao Ping'an's mother's already weak body has become weaker and weaker, and it didn't take long for him to be completely bedridden, and Xiao Ping'an, who had just turned four, no longer lost his immaturity in the past, and grew up overnight. Every day before dawn I went out to the well at the mouth of the alley to fetch water, the first time I had no experience, I took a bucket that was not much smaller than him, and when it was filled with water, I found that I couldn't carry it back anyway, and after that, the child never used the bucket again, but replaced it with a much smaller one, which was nothing more than a few more trips.

It didn't take long for the child to learn how to do laundry and cook, and even follow the nearby herb pickers to the nearest hill to pick some herbs and come back for money. It is said that it is to collect medicines, but in fact, it is just to follow those medicine pickers and pick up the ungrown herbs that they have unintentionally or deliberately left behind.

The good times didn't last long, and the neighbors who came to the house before, especially the sturdy man, gradually showed some discomfort, and no one cared about it at first, until the doctor surnamed Liu suddenly died violently, and his eyes were dark, combined with the rumors in the street, people became afraid. However, it was too late, and it didn't take long for the men to all die.

Since then, only Xiao Ping'an's family has been left in the whole alley, and no one will help the mother and son from time to time. In the past, the vitriol used by the shrews in the market to quarrel with each other was all directed towards the mother and son.

No one is willing to take the child to the mountains to collect medicine, the original those who always told the child to follow the don't get lost, the child is always far away after seeing the child, and even more spit in the direction of the child, scolding and scolding, and then walked away under the urging of the side, until there is no figure and scolding comes from afar, what "ominous person" "kill your own father does not count, even other people's families will be harmed......

Since then, the child has not taken medicine with anyone else. As a result, the harvest is pitiful every time, and it is often only enough to change a few copper plates in a day.

Everyone has something to cling to. The doll is attached to the umbilical cord, the child is attached to the mother, and the woman is attached to the man. But there are always exceptions, some people, ah, can't rely on anything, so they can only rely on themselves.

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That winter, the already long winter became even longer.

The woman on the sickbed was already skinny, and her originally beautiful face naturally became dry and ugly.

The child, who had just returned from buying medicine from the pharmacy, put down the basket on his shoulder, decocted the medicine, and found that his mother had woken up, so he immediately came to the bed and asked softly, "Mother, are you better?"

The woman smiled hard and said, "It's much better, it's not uncomfortable at all." ”

The child was overjoyed, "Thank God, the guy at the pharmacy really didn't lie to me, this medicine is really useful!"

The woman wanted to get up in pain and hardship, but she didn't have the strength, so she half sat up with the support of the child.

The child sits on a small bench in front of the bed.

The woman raised a hand tremblingly, gently stroked the child's emaciated and dark face due to long-term medicine collection, and carefully stared at the child's face. ”

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It was still that winter.

After all, the woman didn't survive that long winter and died.

Before she closed her eyes, she found a copper plate out of nowhere, handed it to the child and said, "My mother wants to eat sugar gourds, you can go and buy it for my mother." ”

The woman looked at the back of the child going out, slowly closed her eyes, and muttered, "You must live, live peacefully......"

On the edge of the door and window, there was a petite clay figure covered with cracks, which finally failed to withstand the cold of winter and shattered into a pile of mud.

From that day on, there was another new mound next to the new mound outside the city, and the same thing was that the paper was still pressed with a pile of mud and a sugar gourd in front of the grave.

Since that day, Zhang Pingyi has been an orphan.

It's just that the child is no longer a child.

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"Uncle Junior, what are you doing in a daze?"

"Uncle Xiao is thinking, I want to buy sugar gourds for Xiao Baoling to eat. ”

"Then what you say counts, let's pull the hook. ”

"Okay, retractor. ”

The big girl and the little girl chased after each other from a distance, and stepped on the original chicken paw prints on the snow again, which was very interesting.

A spring breeze blew, blowing the two people's sideburns flying, the young man got up, stood there, smiling, let the spring breeze wrap, sleeve robe hunting.

Xiao Baoling looked up at his little uncle and thought it was really cool. So I also stood up and stood in the spring breeze like a teenager.

Young man, rubbing the warm breeze of spring, you have to travel thousands of miles!