Sangzi Village, a small house here, at this time the morning breeze is slow, the morning sun is rising, and the morning birds are chirping.

Soon after the morning sun was shining through the window, the boy in a small room woke up slowly.

After a few moments, when he felt that the sun was no longer dazzling, he rubbed his eyes, got to his feet, and tiptoed himself into his clothes.

When the boy had dressed himself, he ran to a corner of the room, picked up his net and the small barrel and hurried out the door, as if he was in a hurry, but in the direction of it was a small stream not far in front of the house.

The child's surname is Wang, his name is Linchuan, and his name is taken by his grandfather, which means that this child is short of water in his life, so he is just allowed to take water from Linchuan to drink.

At this time, Wang Linchuan was only five years old, and he was extremely immature, with raw oily hair and flour, and he was combing a sky-high braided hairstyle.

After a while, Wang Linchuan came to the edge of the stream with a wooden bucket and a net, it was the middle of winter, the stream was dry, and there was a trace of mist on it, but the water was crystal clear.

The fish and shrimp in the water were breathing with their heads out, and suddenly heard the footsteps on the shore, but they sank to the bottom of the water with a "poof" and disappeared in an instant.

Wang Linchuan came in a hurry, as if he had expected this kind of scene, he was not annoyed, but smiled and gently put down the small wooden barrel, held the wooden handle of the net bag with both hands, and gently stretched the funnel-shaped net bag into the stream, but half of the net bag was exposed on the water.

After doing all this, Wang Linchuan stood quietly on the shore, not moving, just staring at the fish and shrimp in the water.

After a while, perhaps the fish and shrimp saw that there was no sound to disturb them, and they began to emerge out of the water to breathe again, just as the fish and shrimp were breathing in the fresh air of the morning, Wang Linchuan held the hand of the wooden handle.

Listening to the sound of "bang", the net pocket quickly covered some of the fish and shrimp that surfaced to breathe and had not had time to escape, and then there was a "bang", the net bag left the water, and the water flowed out in a hurry, and the fish and shrimp in it kept jumping, trying to break free from it and return to the water, but the funnel-shaped net pocket cut off their way of life.

Wang Linchuan was struggling to hold the net pocket, moved the net pocket above the small wooden barrel, flipped it, and accurately poured the fish and shrimp in the net pocket into the small wooden barrel.

As the fish and shrimp in the net pocket were poured into the wooden barrel, Wang Linchuan's face smiled even more at the moment, and then Wang Linchuan stretched the empty net pocket into the stream, waiting for the fish and shrimp to take the bait.

There are many fish and shrimp in the small stream, and they all like to feed or breathe close to the shore in the early morning, which gives Wang Linchuan an opportunity.

After repeating this cycle more than a dozen times, Wang Linchuan harvested a lot, and the fish and shrimp in the small wooden barrel were nearly a catty, and at this time, he hummed an unknown nursery rhyme with satisfaction and returned with the small wooden barrel.

"Grandpa, grandma, I'm back!Look! What I've gained today!" When there were still a few steps away from the hut, Wang Linchuan shouted excitedly.

"Chuan'er, why did you run to the brook by yourself again? Didn't I tell you many times that Grandpa went with you?" said the old man in coarse linen clothes angrily and worriedly.

"Grandpa, I can swim, don't be afraid!" Wang Linchuan panted a little, it was still very difficult to carry a small wooden barrel along the way, for a little baby.

"In the future, you can't go to the stream by yourself, if you want to go, you can go with your grandfather!" said the old man angrily, touching the child's forehead.

"Old man, bring your grandson to dinner, eat it while it's hot!" At this time, a silver-haired man walked out to the old woman, as if he was playing a round for the grandfather and grandson.

The old man didn't say a word, hugged Wang Linchuan, and followed the old woman away, and then it was the family's family fun.

After breakfast, Wang Linchuan went to play by himself, and the old man did not reprimand and punish him too much.

Sitting north and facing south, with only two rooms and a lobby, the cottage is bathed in sunlight at the first rising sun, which is especially warm in the middle of winter.

There was another smaller room behind the cottage, which was the kitchen.

On the left side of the open space in front of the house was an old mulberry tree, which had been hollowed out by insects in the middle, but it still survived tenaciously.

It's just that the mulberries that bear so little every year are almost negligible, that Wang Linchuan, who sees this scene every year, always asks the two old men, why are the mulberries so few? The two old men have to say that the mulberry tree is old, and it is difficult to enjoy the blessings of the world.

On the right side of the hut is a peach tree, which is now full of flowers and bones, and it is waiting to be released, but it adds a lot of atmosphere to this courtyard.

Behind the house, there is a grapefruit tree planted by a child not long ago, and the tree is still very small, just as tall as a child, more than three feet high.

In addition, a sweet potato field of nearly two acres surrounds the hut, but at this time only dead branches and leaves can be seen.

Under the peach tree outside the house, taking advantage of Wang Linchuan's absence, the old woman said to the old man: "Old man, have you thought about it?"

"Yes, I thought about it, that's the only way, you and I are old, frail and sickly, and we don't have many relatives to rely on, so this is the only way. The old man replied with a sigh.

"But I can't help it!" the old woman wiped away her tears at this time and said reluctantly.

"The love of parents is far-reaching, I was busy in the officialdom back then, and I didn't give much care to Chuan'er's father, and then his father and mother fell ill one after another, and I still can't help myself when the white-haired people sent the black-haired people!

The old Han king Qin Yin, the old woman Yang, is his wife, and the family of three lives in this Sangzi Village.

Wang Qin was proud of the spring breeze when he was young, and once said proudly: "Shi Eun should be the ruling Jinwu, and marrying a wife should be Yin Lihua!" 1

His life is indeed like this, others are already quite talented, and with the emperor's appreciation, he has been mixed in the officialdom all the year round, which can be said to be like a fish in water, and he is ranked as the third prince.

However, the emperor passed away, the new emperor ascended the throne, a son of heaven, a courtier, the world is impermanent, just because of his uprightness, repeatedly contradicted the new emperor, which made the new emperor quite unhappy, plus he was unwilling to cling to the powerful, and offended many powerful people in the past.

In his later years, he was impeached by traitors, and in the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, none of the protégés dared to speak for themselves, and in frustration, they dismissed the servants and returned to their hometowns.

"Every time you slaughter more dogs, you are more likely to be a reader", after reading a lifetime of books and making a lifetime of book friends, who betrayed yourself said that it could not be your own book friends?

In the past, when the courtiers returned to their hometowns, some villagers came to welcome them, and there were many dignitaries among them, but perhaps it was not normal to hear that Wang Qin had told the old people to return to their hometowns, but when Wang Qin returned to the township, no one came to greet them.

For this reason, Wang Qinyin once said sadly: "Last year, I was in the Phoenix Pool, and the silver candle played the silk at night. The incense of the sinking water is eliminated, the pear cloud is warm, and the embroidered curtain in the deep courtyard hangs. This year's snub Jiangnan night, who knows what's going on in mind. The willow wind is soft, the begonia moon is light, and when you are alone. ”2

After settling down, Wang Qinyin simply didn't interact with the villagers very much, as for this courtyard, it was the ancestral home of the Wang family when it was not in the past, and Wang Linchuan, Wang Qinyin did not object to him interacting with the villagers.

It was another morning, after dinner, Wang Qin summoned Wang Linchuan and Yang, and told them that they were going to the city to catch the market.

Wang Linchuan clapped his hands and jumped after hearing this, cheering non-stop, he had heard his playmates talk about new things in the city since he was a child, he had asked his grandparents in the past, but Wang Qinyin and Yang had never told him, nor had they taken him into the city, as for why, until now, he still doesn't understand.

As for the Yang family, after hearing this, even his face turned pale, and there were tears in his eyes, but Wang Linchuan didn't notice it at this time.

The village was indeed not close to the city, about thirty miles, so the family set off early.

If today, Wang Linchuan knew that the fate of this life had changed on this day, and since then heaven and man have been separated forever, and the family has been mourned, perhaps, he will not enter the city.

Along the way, there was a lot of traffic, people coming and going, shouting, juggling, all the three religions and nine streams appeared, and all kinds of sounds were mixed together, intertwined into a market picture.

Wang Linchuan looked here, looked there, Yang urged and urged, pulled and pulled, and was very tired all the way, but he did not blame her precious grandson, but knocked on his grandson's forehead dotingly, teasing his grandson.

Wang Qinyin walked with his grandson on his shoulder from time to time, which satisfied his grandson's curiosity, and of course, also satisfied his grandson's appetite.

After a while, they came to the gate of a grand manor, and Wang Qin buckled the knocker.

After a while, a person who looked like a steward walked out, and the man bowed respectfully and said, "It turned out to be Master Wang, my lord has been invited, and please come with the little one." ”

"No need, I have already told your master, this little baby will live here in the future, I will tell him a few more words. ”

The old man pulled Wang Linchuan, half-knelt in front of Wang Linchuan and said: "Chuan'er, in the future, you will study here with the young master of the Luo family, and when you grow up, grandpa and grandma will come to pick you up, and then they will test you for some things in the book." ”

"Grandpa, why do you want me to stay, is it because Chuan'er is not well-behaved and makes Grandpa angry? And how can Chuan'er use others to teach, is there anyone in the world who is more learned than Grandpa?" Wang Linchuan said unhappily when he heard that he wanted to keep him.

Wang Qinyin said patiently: "Chuan'er, remember, there is a mountain and a mountain high, grandpa is not the one who stands at the top, otherwise he would not have sent you here, be obedient, someone will take you out to play tomorrow, you see, there are a lot of fun things on the street." ”

After Wang Qin finished speaking, his fingers were pointing to the street, diverting Wang Linchuan's attention, in the end, it was a child, one moment it seemed to be cheating, and the next moment it was said that he was moved, and when he heard that there was fun on the street, he was happy again, and he nodded and agreed.

On this day, there was an old woman crying all the way back to Sangzi Village, and the old man accompanying her also looked sullen.

Since then, the lively Wang Linchuan has never been seen in the hut in Nasangzi Village, only the cold wind outside the house, as if this year's winter is extraordinarily long.

In the book, Wang Qin quoted the chant from - Liu Xiu, Emperor Guangwu of the Han Dynasty 1

Yuan Dynasty Sadura "Xiao Langgan Last Year in the Phoenix Pool" 2