Chapter 31: There Is a Difference Between Good and Evil

"Yaoqing, listen to what they are saying. ”

"Yes, master. Cheng Yaoqing jumped off the zombie's back, and the undulating long line of dirt bags behind him also stopped bulging. It was a group of zombies hiding underground, it was daytime, the sun was in the sky, and the zombies could not be exposed to the sun, so the master and apprentice used the method of earth strategy to drive the corpses into the ground and break the ground and advance.

Quiet in the woods. Although it was twilight, the sun was still blazing, and a dirt road beside the master and apprentice was dried and cracked, and it was already covered with a thick layer of floating dust, and even the shrubs and weeds on the side of the road were dyed yellow.

"Master, wait. The old guy was very alert, and I had to get closer to him slowly. Cheng Yaoqing said, sitting cross-legged on the ground, his hands hanging on his knees and making a mark.

More than 60 miles behind the master and apprentice, it was Hu Buwei and his party who were hurrying. The three horses drove side by side, Qin Su lowered his head and smiled, listening to Hu Buwei's argument with Fan Tongyou. The liar and the drunkard are in a good fight, and no one can notice the abnormality around them.

“...... Brother Hu, it's not right for you to say that...... If a person is obsessed with good thoughts or evil thoughts, how can he change from time to time?......" In the wind is Fan Tongyou's intermittent voice.

“...... Some people may be forced by the situation to do some harmless little bad things...... If...... Bad guys...... Brother Fan......"

“...... The big husband can be destroyed, the will cannot be taken, and he must not turn the rudder with the wind and join the scum in the same stream......"

More than ten feet behind the three of them, on a large tree, there was a sudden sound of "Wow!" from the dense foliage. The thick trunk began to flutter slightly up and down. It's just that it looks like it's in the bright light. There is nothing in sight, there is only a void there.

Hu Buwei ran far for the three of them. The branch that shook just in time. Suddenly, it shook violently, and the leaves covered by the branches. Suddenly it was separated from it, revealing a gap. With the sound of a heavy object cutting through the air, eight or nine feet ahead, another tree heard a slight 'da!'.

Still no shapes can be seen, nothing is different. Except for a few yellow leaves that swirled and fell, and slightly undulating branches, it proved that there was indeed something squatting on it.

"Master, they are talking about good and evil. Ahead, Cheng Yaoqing, who was cross-legged, opened his eyes.

"Good and evil?" Shi Zuxiao, who was sitting on a branch eating meat, was stunned for a moment. Stop eating: "What do you say about good and evil?"

"It's too far away to hear the truth. Well...... The man surnamed Hu and Lao Immortal are arguing about good guys and bad guys...... I want to discuss the difference between good guys and bad guys. ”

"Good guy...... Bad guy ......" Shi Zuxiao listened to the disciple's report with a strange face, and suddenly laughed out loud: "Hahahaha, the old guy's brain was pumped, good guy...... Villain...... Started again...... Discussed, hahahaha, laughed at me......"

Cheng Yaoqing looked at the master strangely, unable to understand what made him so funny, and laughed so hard that he fell.

"Six years ago...... The surname Fan is ...... Gambling Zen ...... Hahahaha...... Hahahaha...... Said ...... Good...... Villain...... The old guy lost...... Let people pour ...... Half a bucket of cow urine...... Hahahaha......"

The scum laughed breathlessly. Lying on the branch, his limbs were weak with laughter, and he couldn't lift up.

"Yaoqing, you can talk about it. Is the master a good guy or a bad guy?" laughed and coughed, and for a long time, Shi Zuxiao held back his laughter. Squinting his eyes and asking the apprentice.

"I don't know, master. Cheng Yaoqing looked blankly at the old guy sitting on top of his head. The master adopted him from an early age. and taught him the art of sorcery, and he was supposed to be a good man. But he often kills. Moody, in order to snatch the treasure magic weapon, kill people and set fires, there is no fear at all...... In this way, he is a bad guy again.

"Silly boy, there's something you don't know. Am I good to you?"

"Okay. Cheng Yaoqing said, lowered his head and thought about it, and replied: "The master is neither a good person nor a bad person. ”

"Nonsense, then who am I?"

Cheng Yaoqing scratched his head. This question is too profound, if a person only does good things, he is a good person, and if he only does bad things, of course he is a bad person. But what if he does both good and bad? Is he a good person or a bad person? Is he not a bad person, or is he a good person and a bad person?

I saw the apprentice squatting on the ground scratching his head and thinking hard. Shi Zuxiao laughed again. "Silly boy, I'll tell you. There is no distinction between good people and bad people in the world, only dead people and living people. ”

"Yes, master. ”

"From birth to old age, no one can only do good deeds, and no one can only do bad deeds all their lives. The world's distinction between good and evil is actually very selfish. If we are good to a person, no matter how bad we do on the outside, he will think that we are good people. On the contrary, if we offend someone, no matter how kind you are in front of others, no matter how kind you do good deeds, in the eyes of that person, you will still think that you are a bad person. ”

"Oh, I see. Cheng Yaoqing said. This good guy bad guy is so complicated...... No, the master said that there are no good people and bad people, and there is no need to be a good person. Just be a living person, and let all the other good and bad people become dead.

"Alright, don't think about it. We don't have to talk about these boring things, or we're just as obsessed with them as the old guys. Shi Zuxiao jumped off the branch and patted the dust on his body.

It's shady in the woods. The oblique rays of sunlight allow only a few lines to penetrate the dense foliage and fall to the ground. Trees are clearly more abundant in this area than in other places. In the gap between the thick trees, dozens of mountain thorns are still green, lined up in a natural screen, wrapping the master and apprentice in the middle of the shadows.

Shi Zuxiao looked around and said, "The terrain here is not bad. The trees are luxuriant, the water will be prosperous, and if you set up a formation here, the power must be no different. ”

Cheng Yaoqing said: "It's too late to set up a formation here, the old guys, they are very close, more than sixty miles away, and they arrived in half an hour." He looked up at the sky, "It's still an hour away." Now that the yang energy is too strong, if we set up the array, our corpses will be greatly damaged. ”

"Well, that's right. Shi Zuxiao nodded, "It would be nice if I could think of a way to trip the old guys and them." ”

"Master, why don't we set up a nine-palace array on the road and let them go around. Didn't they just stumble?"

"No, that's going to startle you. Besides, the old thing fiddles with formations all day long. He is more skilled than me, and we are not sure that we can trap him. ”

While talking. There were voices from the road. Loud noises and cries reached the ears of the master and apprentice.

It was a group of poor people fleeing, walking slowly along the road from west to east. It was one of the couples who quarreled, and it seemed that the husband was hungry yesterday and ate all the fine pasta he had begged to feed the baby. His wife kept counting him, saying that everyone eats wild vegetables, but he can't bear the hardships, so that his daughter has nothing to eat and is so hungry that she cries.

As the group drew closer, the little girl's cry became sharper. Little babies can't stand hunger. If you don't have something to eat, you won't stop crying until you get tired. But here is not near the village and there is no store behind the village, but where should I go to find food?

The woman was crying and scolding her husband for being a bastard. The man who stole his mouth thought that he felt aggrieved, but at this time, the voice of rebuttal gradually lowered.

"Someone's coming, master. ”

"Hmm. Shi Zuxiao stood in the shadows, not moving. His eyes rolled a few times, and he suddenly jumped over the bushes and said, "Yaoqing." Come, keep up. The master and apprentice brushed aside the leaves and walked straight to the middle of the road.

The group of people who fled were old and young. There were about a dozen people. Everyone's face was full of food and ragged clothes. They all saw the two uninvited guests who jumped out of the roadside, and they all stopped for a moment.

"Crying so much...... Sister-in-law. Are your children hungry?" said Shi Zuxiao with a kind smile on his face and walked towards the refugees.

The young woman had a look of anger on her face. Questioned heard. couldn't help but show a slight vigilance in his eyes, and unconsciously hugged the baby girl in his arms. She stared carefully at Shi Zuxiao's face. There was no answer.

Under the sun, Shi Zuxiao's face is gentle and friendly, and he looks no different from an ordinary old man. His eyes and smile showed not the slightest malice. The woman looked at it for a moment, and slowly cleared her guard, but she really couldn't find a reason to guard against this kind old man.

"Alas, poor boy. Looks like I'm hungry. Hearing the baby girl crying hoarsely, Shi Zuxiao sighed and said. "Yaoqing, you go and bring our dry food bags. ”

Cheng Yaoqing responded, returned to the woods, picked up the cloth bag from the zombie's arm, and ran back to hand it to the master.

"Looking at everyone's appearance, they must have been in a hurry. They must all be hungry, right?" Shi Zuxiao opened the cloth bag and took out the food.

Snow-white steamed buns, beef with an enticing aroma, golden corn...... These things soon became the focus of attention of the hungry. A few men realized quickly, hurriedly ran over, and stretched out their hands in front of Shi Zuxiao: "Uncle appreciate the stuttering, it's okay! We haven't eaten for several days." ”

"Slow down, slow down, everyone has a share, don't worry. Shi Zuxiao said with a smile and distributed the dry food to everyone one by one. He specially gave the young woman two white steamed buns, and Wen Yan said, "Feed the little doll first, and you can eat one too." There are still more than 100 miles from here to the town in front, and you can't stand it without eating. The woman took it with great gratitude, went to the side of the road, broke up the grain, and fed it to her daughter.

Fine noodles and fragrant meat, in the eyes of the refugees who have eaten wild vegetables for a long time, how different are these things from the immortal food of the Heavenly Palace? When the food is in hand, everyone devours it, lest they eat it slower than others. Then, with food in his mouth, he stretched out his hand in front of Shi Zuxiao.

"Everyone's eating, don't have any leftovers, I still have them here. Shi Zuxiao smiled and persuaded to eat. Ask the apprentice to fetch a second bag of dry food. The enthusiasm of the hungry people was completely ignited, and a few people who originally cherished the food and wanted to stay and enjoy it slowly also quickly changed their minds, quickly swept away the food in their hands, and then flocked to Shi Zuxiao and spread their palms.

"The master is really a living bodhisattva, God bless, he will definitely let the master live a long life. ”

"The master is a bodhisattva, and he must be rewarded for his kindness. ”

"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir! My lord is really a great good man! May my lord enjoy all his glory and wealth for the rest of his life!" The hungry people who got food did not hesitate to praise and praise them, and for a time compared Shi Zuxiao to the first good man in the world and the first compassionate bodhisattva in the past.

"Let's eat, let's eat, we have the strength to hurry when we are full, and there is still a long way to go to the town in front!"

"Thank you, sir! We have come such a long way, and we have never seen such a benevolent person as old man. ”

"Haha, say, say, you all eat! I'm not happy if there's left!" Shi Zuxiao emptied three bags of dry food and watched everyone eat all the food left in their stomachs. Then he smiled and said goodbye to everyone. The group thanked them and pulled up the cart again. Hurry ahead.

"Yaoqing, you see, being a good person is as simple as that. Shi Zuxiao stood with his hands in his hands, looked at the crowd that was gradually disappearing in the yellow dust, and said with a smile. "They don't care what I've done in the past. They won't ask if I've ever killed anyone. As long as I do what they like and fulfill their hopes, I will become a good person in their eyes. ”

"Oh, master. Cheng Yaoqing said. The master's appearance is very clear. It turns out that the good guys and the bad guys are just a line apart. Being a good person is actually really simple.

"Everyone in the world is selfish. You have to remember. As long as they have gained benefits and kept their peace, they have no heart to care about the lives and deaths of others. In the future, if you want to be a good person in front of someone, you should treat him very well, speak according to his heart, and do what he wants, then he will think that you are a great good person. It doesn't matter what mistakes you have made with others. He can be seen at all. ”

"In the eyes of many people, the master is a big bad person, right? But look at those people just now, how did they praise me? Bodhisattva heart! The number one good person in the world! Hahaha, hahahaha! If Shi Zuxiao has a bodhisattva heart. All the wicked people in the world should become Buddhas, be reborn in the West, and become Guanyin who saves suffering. Hahaha!"

Laughing. Shi Zuxiao asked his disciple: "Yaoqing, now you can talk about it again." Is the master a good guy or a bad guy?"

"The good guys and the bad guys are fake. This time Cheng Yaoqing thought about it. Only then did he reply, "The master is a bad person in the eyes of others, but in the eyes of those people just now, he is a good person." ”

"Well, I got it right this time. Shi Zuxiao said with a smile. He looked at the dust and smoke that had turned golden in the twilight sun, and the smile on his face slowly froze. "Am I a good person in their eyes?...... Hey, that's not necessarily ...... It won't be long before they think I'm a big bad guy. ”

"Ahh

Shi Zuxiao didn't answer him, looked up at the sky, and strode back into the woods.

"The sun is about to set, Yaoqing, light up the smoke to cover the sun, it's time for us to set up a show!"

The golden light of the setting sun shines through the clouds and sprinkles over the red and yellow autumn forest. The bright yellow leaves are more transparent, and the flakes are like gold leaves, with shimmering edges.

On the loess road that runs through the woods, the dust has long since settled. At this time, it is getting late, and there are fewer and fewer people rushing to and fro.

In the silence, suddenly there was a scream of wild fowl.

As the rapid flapping of wings entered the sky, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded at the end of the road.

"We're running too slowly, and at this rate, we won't be able to catch up with Pingchuan Town before dawn tomorrow. It was an old man's voice.

The sound of horses' hooves was rushing, and the sound of a man and a woman shouting their mounts came.

A gust of wind rolled up on the road, and in the surging yellow dust, three horses broke out one after another, and the first one was a white horse, and immediately sat a middle-aged man with a clear face, with a yellow charm on his forehead, he was Hu Buwei. At this time, the liar did not know what problem he was thinking, his brow furrowed slightly, and his two eyes stared straight ahead of the road fixedly.

Fan Tongyou and Qin Su followed him left and right.

"Come, Brother Hu, I'll tell you again. The difference between good and evil is like water and fire, wine and meat. Brother Hu, after all, you don't have as many things as the old man, so you don't need to tell me, there are many people in the world who are ignorant and ignorant, and if you can't investigate it, it's not a big deal......

"No, I don't think so. Hu Buwei shook his head and said, "According to what you say, a good person who has done bad things is not a good person?

"Alas, why did you come back to this again? How can such entanglement bring the true meaning of good and evil to the surface? Bad people who do good things and good people who do bad things are all examples, and they are not the main stream of good and evil. Talking about good or bad for a while is only superficial, and cannot touch the substance. Judging whether a person is good or evil depends on the intention of his actions. If a person has justice in his heart and righteousness in his heart, he is a good person. On the other hand, if you always want to cheat people out of money and take advantage of them, even if you occasionally do one or two good deeds, then how can you say that you are a good person?"

Hu Buwei was bored listening to the boss. Every time this dead old man always calls the person who cheats money a bad person, he repeatedly provokes the sore spot of nonsense, and he can't help but grit his teeth. But he also knew that Fan Lao'er said this unintentionally. It's not specifically against him.

“...... Those who have justice in their hearts are good people, and those who don't have them are not?" Hu Buwei muttered in his heart. "I haven't had a bad idea of anyone. Isn't he a good person?" Although he was forced to make a living before, he had to use a small trick to deceive people. But Hu Buwei has never had the idea of harming people. Even when cheating money, always take into account the ability of the sufferer to bear it, so as not to let people break their wealth to the point of breaking their muscles and bones...... Isn't such a kind person a good person?

“...... In fact, good people and bad people are the same as the difference between good wine and bad wine...... "The old drunkard is still unfinished, and he is still making nonsense," a good flower carving on a jar, even if it has been mixed with a little water, but the essence of wine is still there. The fragrance does not change, the mellow remains the same, this is the truth of heaven hidden in the wine, on the contrary, a jar of coarse broken wine, as light as water, sour and astringent to drink, how can this be considered a good wine? I still can't make a fragrance......" Fan Tongyou said that he was greedy, and the wine worms in his throat were overflowing, and he couldn't help swallowing and saliva, and reached into his arms and took out a bottle of wine.

"Alas, justice and justice...... Do I have it in my heart?" Hu Buwei did not answer again. Ask yourself in your heart.

Apparently not.

"There is no justice in the heart...... They also cheat people out of money...... According to Brother Fan, I'm not a good person?" Hu Buwei was a little annoyed, he was obviously a good person. But let Fan Tongyou say this, he is beyond doubt. He deservedly became a bad guy.

But the old guy is right, reasonable. The scammer can't refute it.

The difference between good guys and bad guys. Is that really the case? Hu Buwei is confused. He vaguely felt that Fan Tongyou's inference seemed to be ambiguous. Good guys and bad guys shouldn't be so simple to divide...... But he didn't know how to divide it.

It was getting dark. Behind him, in the distant sky, the gray and blue clouds slowly obscured, and only half of the red face was left in the sunset. In half an hour, it's time to enter the unitary period.

There was a faint sound, as if there was nothing in the wind. It seems that someone is shouting and crying. Fan Tongyou took the wine bottle from his mouth, and Qin Su also raised his head and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

On the road ahead, there was a group of people.

Hu Buwei's eyes were sharp, and he could tell from a distance that it was a group of fleeing homeless people, in rags, and he didn't know how many mountains and waterways he had traveled to get here. Somehow, the group stood in the middle of the road and didn't even move anymore.

As the horses approached, the shape of the group became clear.

Some lie flat, some kneel, some crawl on all fours, and some roll back and forth. They were crying, crying bitterly.

The vigilance of unknown dangers made Hu Buwei's heart tense in an instant. He hurriedly reined in the reins, and the galloping horses were strangled to their feet, and father and son almost fell to the ground.

"How...... What's wrong? what's going on?" asked Hu Buwei stammering, his face already pale. It is said that once he was bitten by a snake, he was afraid of the well rope for ten years. Years of distress and several catastrophes have made him extremely afraid of these strange things.

"I don't know, I'll go and see, you're staying here. Fan Tongyou said, turned over and dismounted, reached to his waist with one hand, and pinched the sealing bottle.

Someone died. Lying on the ground and not moving, some people were still struggling, but their tongues could not make the slightest sound, and their mouths were open in vain, like fish thrown into the dust. There was extreme horror and despair in everyone's eyes. Maybe they didn't expect such a bad luck to happen to them.

Fan Tongyou watched silently, more than ten refugees, old and young, men and women, most of them had just died, and a few young and strong people were also dying. What was it that caused them to suffer at the same time? There were no visible wounds on these people's bodies, there was no blood on the road, and it was clear that they were not killed in a fight. Poisoning seems unlikely, more than a dozen people, there is always a sequence of eating, if there are signs of poisoning, the people behind will find out, not a dozen people are all unsuspectingly poisoned.

Zuo Jin didn't feel the demonic energy, and Brother Hu's nails didn't sound. This is not the work of the monsters.

The possibilities were ruled out one by one. The biggest suspicion left is the plague. Only an acute plague can take the lives of so many people so suddenly. But what kind of plague is it? The miasma in the mountains and forests is not so powerful.

"They seem to have been hit by the ......plague," Fan Tongyou shouted to the two people behind him.

"Oh, it turned out to be the plague. Hu Buwei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and turned the horse's head back to the way he came and was about to flee. The plague was terrible though. After all, it's easy to deal with, as long as someone doesn't deliberately want to harm themselves. What kind of monster disease, Hu Buwei is not afraid.

"What kind of plague?" said Hu Buwei jumped off his horse. Covering his nose, he slowly walked to Fan Tongyou's side. Looking at the human tragedy in front of him, he couldn't help but show compassion in his eyes.

Fan Tongyou shook his head and did not answer.

On the side of the road, a swaddling cloth wrapped in woollen cloth emits a faint cry from time to time. It was a baby, and her mother was lying next to her, but her body was stiff. The poor woman seemed to want to take the swaddling clothes back into her arms before she died, with one arm bent. Make a false hug pose. But the calamity came so suddenly that her outstretched hand could not hold her dear child.

In the dust, there was a snow-white, round thing. and fell between the mother and the daughter. It was a steamed bun. Hu Buwei and Fan Tongyou didn't notice this untimely dry food. Both of their minds were distracted by the intermittent cry of the baby girl.

"She's alive, and I have to save her. Fan Tongyou said that as soon as he took a step, he saw Hu Buwei standing next to him almost moving at the same time, and the two stepped forward together. The plague is terrible, but it looks like a living little life. In the helpless cry, who can bear the conscience of a person who can bear it? Hu Buwei is raising his young son, and he is doing it for himself and others, especially he cannot hear such a heart-wrenching cry.

The two quickly approached the swaddling clothes. Fan Tongyou copied his hand. Hold the baby girl in your arms. But when he glanced inside, he turned his head gloomily.

Hu Buwei stopped at the steamed bun. He screamed, "Huh!"

"Ahhh

Hearing Hu Buwei's panicked shout, Fan Tongyou looked in the direction of his finger. That steamed bun.

Steamed buns are for people to eat. It's a dead thing. But the steamed bun on the ground seemed to be alive at this time. Slowly spinning, it's moving.

I was shocked by this strange scene. Neither of them spoke again. Staring at the semi-circular object. The steamed bun didn't care about the eyes of the two, and was still tossing and turning little by little. Beneath the snow-white and smooth skin, there seem to be thousands of needles hidden, bulging one by one, slowly rising and flattening.

At the moment when the two of them looked at each other in astonishment, the steamed bun suddenly split, and dozens of tangled brown worms rolled out in a clump and threw themselves into the dust.

"Fuck! It's a corpse worm! Shi Zuxiao! Let's run!" Fan Tongyou's face changed color, and he shouted with all his might, and he bent down to put down the baby girl whose face had turned gray. Galloping towards the horses. Hu Buwei was so frightened that his heart almost stopped, his body shook, and he even crawled towards his son with a rolling belt, only hating that his legs were too short. He didn't know Shi Zuxiao's name, but when he heard Fan Tongyou scream so terrifyingly, he could know the meaning behind this name.

"Drive!" "Drive!"

The three horses spun in quick circles and fled in a hurry towards the rear. The three of them didn't bother to glance behind them, and at this time, the shadow of the building with more than a dozen corpses lying down had become a giant beast waiting to devour pedestrians, hiding unpredictable dangers.

"Damn! Damn! Why did they run backwards?" A mile and a half ahead, Shi Zuxiao jumped out from behind the bushes and yelled in the direction the three of them fled. "Isn't the old thing always boasting about the right way? Why don't you see so many seriously injured people who don't come down for treatment?"

"Master, looking at the expressions on their faces, they seem to be scared, did they find something?"

"How do I know?!" Shi Zuxiao replied angrily, "This old immortal is more shrewd than a fox, and he can sense that something is wrong when he smells the wind, fuck!" he stepped on the half of the dead branch in front of him. The dead branches shattered in response. "Forget it, let's stop talking about it yet, hurry up and get out of our corpses and chase them at full speed!"

The master and apprentice kept spellings, drinking the zombies arranged in formations on both sides of the road out of the earth layer and listing them one by one. Then he cursed the swift technique and tracked in the direction where Hu Buwei and the three of them had fled.

It was completely dark.

The hordes of corpses of the brigade jumped wildly. Soon came to the pile of dead refugees. Seeing the human body lying on the ground, Cheng Yaoqing was silent. The master sprinkled insect eggs in the food he had just distributed, and these civilians had no mana on them, and they died faster after being eaten by corpse insects.

Shi Zuxiao stopped the progress of the corpses, and looked at the dead corpses on the ground with an expressionless expression. I want to find the answer that made Fan Tongyou flee in panic. Soon, he found the steamed bun.

The snow-white steamed buns, which are divided into two halves, become more conspicuous in the dark sky. Shi Zuxiao sat on the shoulder of the zombie with a gloomy face, looked at the knotted and tumbling corpse insects on the ground, and did not say a word.

It was this steamed bun, this pile of corpse worms, that made his perfect plan come to naught. Fan Tongyou has dealt with him for more than half a year, and he knows the source as soon as he sees the corpse worm. No wonder the old guy fled in panic.

But where did the steamed buns come from? Just now he watched everyone eat all the food? Why did this thing suddenly pop up?

Shi Zuxiao pondered. His gaze looked at the sides of the steamed bun. On one side lies the mother, and on the other side is a small baby. In an instant, he suddenly understood the answer. Angry, he jumped off his mount and kicked his frozen, mother, out of the way. "Cheap woman! For the sake of feeling sorry for your daughter, but ruining my big thing! slut! slut!"

The corpse was dragged so hard that it slammed into the trees, thumped, tumbled and fell into the bushes. Sharp thorns pierced the gray skin and pierced deep into her cheeks. That face had long been stiffened, and it had been thickly covered with loess. It's just that the expression on her face hasn't changed, and she still maintains the state she had before she died. In those untwilight eyes, there was a deep reluctance and despair.

This mother, when everyone was scrambling for food, she hid aside and fed her crying daughter first. When everyone was feasting, she quietly hid her steamed bun for her daughter.

Because the road ahead is long and food is hard to find, the poor mother would rather endure the torture of hunger herself than make plans for her daughter first.

This is Mother.

Dung beetles raise children, succeed and die, forest birds feed their young, and burrow jejunum.

Good words.