Where there are rivers and lakes, there are people, and where there are people, there are men and women.

The more successful the Jianghu people, the more complex their minds are, but whether they are successful or unsuccessful women, their minds are also complex enough.

Eating meat in large pieces, drinking wine in large bowls, angry horses in fresh clothes, and smiling proudly, this kind of life is not what women want. They really have very few things, and they are very simple, beautiful clothes, good rouge, jewelry made of gold and jade, and of course, one thing is indispensable, a mirror, a mirror that is enough to make them appreciate their exquisite beauty.

It was a little girl, who looked no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, and the wind and dirt were little by little on her face, covering what should have been a fair and delicate face.

It can be seen that she is a natural beauty embryo, but the perennial wind and food, the extreme cold, the cold, and the wounds left on her body to survive are eroding her life and beauty.

Under the scorching heat and scorching sun, even the air seemed to be burned. Only the most tenacious ones will be able to make their not too loud chirps at this time.

Water, clear and cool, is undoubtedly a precious thing for those who lack a house to escape the heat.

But, this is the rivers and lakes, the most cruel rivers and lakes, and if you want to survive here, you need to be able to pick up something. Either a hoe mixed with dirt or a long knife with blood stains.

There was no food, no clean ice water, and she held a broken bowl in her hand, the mouth of which had broken a gap the size of a red date. A touch of water that was not muddy, nor clear lay quietly in it.

She put her hand into it very lightly, and the fingers that looked like shaved onions were slender and rounded, and if it weren't for the wounds and calluses on it, it would have been a pretty hand.

A mirror, if it is said to be a piece, then it is really a piece, and if there are five or six mirrors of the same size, they will probably be able to form a complete mirror again.

The little girl was carefully wiping her face with the water in the bowl, wiping and wiping, and as the water in the bowl became less and less turbid, the little girl's cheeks became fairer and cleaner.

As the saying goes: Women are those who please themselves.

In this girl with no food and no water, the only value she has may be this natural appearance.

"Boss Gao, Boss Gao, Xiao He can't do it!"

The child who spoke was named Ye Xiang, and like the other three children, they were all the little girl, that is, the orphans adopted by Boss Gao for a year.

For the sake of their four younger children, Boss Gao went to steal, rob, and cheat. The sun rises in the east and sets in the west every day, but the light never warms the hearts of these five children. On the contrary, the darkness, the cold, the darkness that cannot be seen or touched, takes root in their hearts day by day.

"Don't be afraid, Xiao He just hasn't eaten for too long, don't worry, soon, we will have food!"

Boss Gao didn't look back, and he didn't give Ye Xiang the slightest bit of the afterglow of his eyes. She was still concentrating on scrubbing her cheeks, as if as long as she washed this face, everything would be solved.

No matter what Ye Xiang was going to say or do, as long as Boss Gao spoke, everything would be carried out according to Boss Gao's instructions. In the past year, four children, including Ye Xiang, have been made to take it as the truth.

Even though the shack where the five of them were barely hiding now was full of scorching, shabby, dirty and strange smells, as long as Boss Gao said a word, they believed that they would be able to tide over the difficulties.

The shack where the five people temporarily lived was an abandoned pigsty, which was abandoned because the original owner already had a bigger, better pigsty. After all, pigs have children, pigs have grandchildren, and pigs have infinite scarcity. After a long time, the original pigsty was naturally overwhelmed.

Walking along this abandoned pigsty in the direction of the midday sun, it doesn't take long to see a large house. Of course, this one is large, but it includes the larger pigsty at the back of the house.

A pergola, a recliner, plus a pot of herbal tea to drink a big fan, a black-faced man full of fat and disheveled clothes and revealing his chest enjoyed this rare shade in the scorching heat.

His surname is Shao, and everyone calls him less than three taels, because no matter who comes to him to buy pork, it will be at least three taels less. After a long time, everyone called him less than three taels, but as for his real name, no one remembered it, and even he himself was about to forget.

"Mei Niang, Mei Niang!"

Whether it's day or night, waking or dreaming. Even though he is half-asleep and half-awake now, Shao Sanliang is still thinking about a person, naturally, this person is the girl in his mouth.

Shao Sanliang is a man, a man who has been to the Qinglou, since he saw a silk handkerchief left by Mei Niang in the Qinglou by chance. His life has been completely changed by this silk handkerchief.

Raise pigs, kill pigs, make money, save money, and redeem your mother.

Simple dreams, long dreams, this dream, to the name of less than three taels is getting louder and louder.

"One pig, two pigs, one penny, two penny......"

Shao Sanliang was still dreaming, but Boss Gao had already scrubbed his cheeks clean. She had no more water, and the last bowl of water, every drop, was used by her where she thought it should be.

In another corner of the shack, Ye Xiang, Meng Xingsoul and Shi Qun were taking care of Xiao He, who was about to lose consciousness due to hunger. At this moment, a life seems so fragile, it seems that as soon as the next breeze comes, the flame of life will be extinguished.

Boss Gao gently put down the mirror and slowly stood up. Of the five, her outfit was the most complete, but it was also full of holes, patches, and strips of cloth. For a year, she could only let some scoundrel's greedy eyes search the bare parts of her body wantonly, and although she was used to it, it didn't mean that there was no resentment.

She hates, hates that she has no money, no power, no power, hates the injustice of this world, and hates the cruelty of this river and lake.

If hating a person is really useful, I'm afraid this river and lake is no longer what it is today. Therefore, Boss Gao could only stand up, look up at the scorching sun in the sky, and take the first step forward.

This step is not big, at most, it is only a few feet away. But for Boss Gao, this step means that she has given everything she can give, and it means that she is about to lose everything she has most precious.

Just for one goal, to be alive, and to have four other children, alive! )