On this day, Peng Yu also picked up some things to eat and came out to look for work, and walked into a small restaurant called Xileju, where the shopkeeper is an honest man from a nearby township, and the couple is selling some snacks with their children to make a living. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Peng Yu doesn't know how many times I've been here, but unfortunately I can't find it, I get acquainted with the shopkeeper back and forth, and occasionally talk about some parents.

If you talk about your life, Peng Yu only said that he fled here after the death of his parents, and the shopkeeper saw him pitiful, and sometimes gave him some leftover food for his guests. I just feel that although this child is down, he has a different temperament, which makes people feel close.

Peng Yu saw that the shopkeeper was doing something inside, and shouted, "Uncle Li, are you busy?"

Lao Li looked at it and said with a smile: "It's you again, the baby is again, the ugly words are in front of you, Uncle Li has nothing to do for you." ”

Peng Yu didn't mind, and said happily: "Uncle Li, you're out of sight, I don't want you to come over and have a look." ”

Lao Li didn't poke the mind of this little ghost, and smiled innocently and continued to be busy.

After a while, Lao Li finished his work, wiped his hands with a sweat towel, sat down on the empty table next to him and said: "Brother Yu, don't say that Lao Li didn't remind you, the Jinxiu Dart Bureau in the city is recruiting apprentices, but you can try it." ”

Peng Yu shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Uncle Li, don't make fun of me, you see me like this, can I be a dart master? ”

Lao Li looked at Peng Yu's dejected appearance, and persuaded bitterly: "Don't be presumptuous, how can you know if you don't try." Splendid dart bureau to take the exam also to send some food, no matter how bad you are this day is not to worry about eating and drinking, in case you really enter, it is really a carp jumping over the dragon gate, soaring into the sky. ”

The two talked for a while, and Lao Li gave Peng Yu another bowl of leftover noodles eaten by others and said, "Don't dislike it, eat it while it's hot." After that, I went to greet the guests.

Peng Yu lowered his head and munched on the noodles, his eyes were full of tears, bitter and warm, and he only felt that this was the most delicious thing in the world.

Coming out of the store, Peng Yu still went door-to-door along the street to ask if he needed to recruit people, but unfortunately the answer was different, but the result was always the same. Some let the stinky beggars roll, some directly refused to let them in, and even beat Peng Yu out with a few brooms. Although he was a little depressed in his heart, Peng Yu was actually used to it, and he didn't know when this kind of day would be a head.

In another month, it is the beginning of winter, the weather is getting colder and colder, and the torn cotton jacket has not been changed, emitting a rancid smell, and it is cold and hard to wear. People on the street who passed by Peng Yu covered their noses one after another, and even spat directly on him. Peng Yu couldn't stay in this crowded place anymore, so he had nothing to do, so he simply went outside the city to have a look.

Luocheng is located in the desert, the southeast and north are endless wasteland, only seven or eight miles away in the west is a towering mountain, called the Great Green Mountain. The green trees on the mountain are verdant, the peaks are high and the valleys are deep, and it is this mountain that gathers water sources and forms a small river called the Drinking Horse River, which nourishes the people in Luocheng and nearby villages, so it is called the sacred mountain by the people again. Every year at the turn of spring and summer, the nearby villagers organize pilgrimage to the mountain god at the foot of the mountain, praying for abundant rain and abundant grain harvest throughout the year. It's a pity that there have been droughts for many years, and the Yinma River is about to run out.

I heard Uncle Li say that this mountain looks ordinary, but there are mountain spirits and ghosts living in the mountain, and people can't go up the mountain. A few years ago, during the great war between Muwu and Beicang, many defeated troops fled to the mountains and hid, at most once or even thousands of people, and then these troops disappeared as if they had evaporated from the world. Some bold villagers at the foot of the mountain do not believe in evil and want to go up the mountain to dig some wild herbs or chop some firewood, but without exception, no one comes out alive. Over time, no one dared to go up the mountain anymore.

Peng Yu looked at the mountain from afar, and couldn't help but smack his tongue secretly, although he didn't know whether it was true or not, but it sounded very powerful. He was originally a teenager, and he was sad and troubled when he was cold and hungry, but he was also a little childlike and curious, although he went through all kinds of hardships, but he was just a child who had just turned twelve.

Peng Yu took the official road in the south, and this road was the most lively, and there were people who went out of the city and into the city to shout. For some reason, there seems to be a lot of people coming into the city today compared to usual. In addition to the usual traders and woodcutters, many of them were farmers with children, and there were some wealthy families with elaborate carriages. Peng Yu didn't think much about it, and walked straight outside.

Two or three miles south of the official road is a large garbage heap, all kinds of garbage in Luocheng are collected and thrown here, and a foul smell can be smelled from far away. But there are still some things in this garbage that can be used, especially the clothes or household utensils thrown away by wealthy people, which are precious to ordinary people. Therefore, the stench cannot stop the enthusiasm of the poor, and there are always people who come to this garbage heap every day to rummage around. Peng Yu has been here twice before, but it's a pity that it's so easy, I picked up the garbage, and then it was turned over by so many people every day, and the rest was really almost all garbage. If you do pick up something good, it's a bunch of people who come around and grab it.

Peng Yu can't care so much, if he can pick up a piece of rotten cotton wool that others don't want, he can have a better time in this cold night, and it would be better if he picked up clothes, and he could change the smelly clothes on his body.

It's a pity that the heavens didn't fulfill people's wishes, and after looking around for several times, it was only some spoiled vegetable leaves, internal organs, rotten wood, rubble, muck and other things, not to mention clothes and cotton wool, and even a strip of cloth was difficult to find. But I found a small shovel, and brought it back first, in case I used it one day, and a dirty broken book, which is better than nothing, he is a book lover, and he has nothing to take out and look through, and he can pass some boring time.

Thinking of the padded jacket, I looked at it all over the body, it was really dirty, not to mention others, I wanted to vomit when I smelled it, and it was still early to see that it was still early, so I just went to drink the horse river to wash it.

When Peng Yu returned to the city, it was already evening. The padded jacket was still wet in the afternoon, and he didn't dare to put it on, so he had to wear a close-fitting coat, shivering with cold. However, others seemed to look at him better, but there was a little strange rather than a look of disgust. After walking into the city for about half an hour, he arrived home, saying that he was home, but in fact, Peng Yu picked up a few planks and some hay a few days ago, and built a small nest under the city wall. This nest, padded jacket, and a kettle, probably the only possessions he has in this world, oh yes, now with the addition of small shovels and broken books that he picked up during the day.

Peng Yu spread the padded jacket outside the shed, and went into the nest to nibble on the remaining half of the dry steamed buns. I thought to myself: this day is finally over, I have one more day to live, and life can't be worse than this. I don't know why, he remembered what Uncle Li said during the day: "The Splendid Dart Bureau recruits apprentices...... How do you know if you don't try......"