It all starts here:

The old Liu Tou, who sells vegetables, has three sons. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info the eldest, second and third.

Lao Zheng Tou and Lao Liu Tou, who also sell tofu in the city, are very close to each other, and gradually the two are familiar with each other.

Most of the afternoon passed, and Lao Liutou's vegetables were almost sold, so he packed up and prepared to go home.

Lao Zheng Tou and Lao Liu Tou half-jokingly said: "Lao Liu Tou, your vegetables are selling very fast today!

Lao Liu Tou said while packing up his things: "Of course I'm going home, otherwise what are you going to do?"

Lao Zheng Tou looked envious and sighed: "You have three sons to support you, and you can enjoy the joy of family life when you go back." What about me? The old woman in the family left early, and the two daughters she gave birth to have already married, and now I am alone, what hope is there to go back?"

When Lao Liu Tou heard this, his hand slammed suddenly, then he shook his head and smiled bitterly, and sighed secretly in his heart: Old Zheng Tou! You are already good, don't be content. I did give birth to three sons, but since they married a three-room daughter-in-law, let alone come to honor me, I don't think it's good that I die early.

Lao Liu Tou said hello to Lao Zheng Tou and went back with the guts.

But Lao Zheng Tou's words were like a thorn, piercing Lao Liu Tou's heart, and I couldn't help but think along the way: I am a Benliu person, and I still have a few years to live, but I don't know if there will be someone to die for me at that time! (The average life expectancy in ancient times was low, and living to sixty was almost not a loss.) ）

Until he left the city, Lao Liu Tou was still thinking about this problem. When he went out of the city, Lao Liu Tou said hello to the two military masters guarding the city gate, and he picked vegetables to sell every day, and he was familiar with them.

The outside of the city is much quieter than the noise in the city, but it is close to noon, the sun is much hotter, Lao Liu Tou carried the burden, walked a few steps, and sweat flowed down.

Lao Liu walked for a while with the sun on his head, only to feel that his back was hot, and his mouth was hot, and his mouth was dry, and he knew in his heart that he could no longer walk against the sun, and continued to walk, I was afraid that he would faint on the side of the road when he was only halfway through the road. So, Lao Liu Tou found a big tree, planned to rest under the tree, and waited for a while when the clouds in the sky covered the sun before leaving.

Old Liu Tou lay under the tree, untied his waist rope, opened his mind, and gently fanned the wind with his hand, but unfortunately, even the wind was hot here. After a while, Lao Liu Tou sat up, and the earth was also hot, and he slept on it as if it had been roasted on an iron plate.

Lao Liu Tou was helpless, took the water bag, took a sip, I don't know if it was an illusion, Lao Liu Tou felt that the well water in the water bag in the morning was actually a little hot. Somehow, Lao Liu Tou lit a nameless fire, stuffed the plug of the water bag, and then threw it away, and he couldn't live this day.

At this moment, Lao Liu Tou seemed to hear the baby's cry, Lao Liu Tou was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head funny, what happened to him, he actually hallucinated. In the middle of the day, in the wilderness, where did the cry of the baby come from?

But then Lao Liu Tou felt that something was wrong, because the baby's cry not only did not disappear, but seemed to remind Lao Liu Tou, and the voice became louder. It's no longer the intermittent, vague and intermittent it it was before, but it's very clearly there.

Old Liu Tou only felt that God sympathized with him, and when he was old, he didn't let himself be lonely, and sent a child to send him to the end. In Lao Liu's heart, he unconsciously took it for granted that this baby was a boy.

Old Liu Tou got up from the ground with some difficulty and touched the place where the baby was crying.

The hottest time in summer is often not in the summer day, but at the end of the summer, at this time the sun will become particularly poisonous, and with the heat day as the bottom, the sun basks for a summer, at this time even the river water is hot, there is really no place to hide.

In this suburban place, there is only a dirt path with potholes, and if you accidentally trip over, it is nothing for young people, but for old Liu Tou, such a problem is big. Fortunately, the old Liu Tou walks on this road all the year round, for where there is a pit on the road, where there is a stone is really ripe can not be more ripe, even with his eyes closed.

On both sides of the dirt path, there were clumps of weeds, one by one, half a man high, and the old Liu Tou was looking for the baby with a cry, and at the same time muttered in his heart, what kind of parents are these, even if they want to throw the baby, they have to find a place with more people! Isn't it in the wild that the baby is allowed to die? Even if it is not eaten by wild beasts, it will be starved to death. This parent is really immoral.

Finally, Lao Liu Tou found the baby in the grass, and it looked pink and cute. Just at a glance, Lao Liu Tou felt that he liked this baby. Lao Liu Tou picked up the baby and found that the baby was really not abandoned because his parents couldn't afford it.

The baby was fleshy and ten months in size, and showed no signs of starvation. The blanket that wraps the baby is also silk. Old Liu Tou sighed in his heart: I have never worn silk in my life! This must be from a rich family. It's just that how can a rich family be willing to throw away their children?

On the baby's neck, Lao Liu Tou found a sachet, also silk, embroidered with two words, Lao Liu Tou also did not recognize, so he had to write down the shape, and tomorrow I will go to the city to find a literate gentleman to ask.

Since he couldn't figure it out, Lao Liu Tou didn't think about it anymore, he just felt that this baby was a gift from God. After being happy, Lao Liu Tou's mood fell again: he is almost sixty years old, and he has no years to live. Looking at the baby being held in his arms, Lao Liu said, "How can I see you grow up? After I die, who can help me continue to support you?"