Zhou Qinghai hugged Xiaocao, who had been crying his father and mother, and quickly left Longmen Mountain. When he was on the road, Zhou Qinghai looked at the poor grass in front of him, thinking about what Yue Yunxian said, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was something wrong with Xiaocao's life experience. Although Zhou Qinghai has never been down to Huashan and has not experienced the ups and downs in the rivers and lakes, his brain is very smart, if Xiaocao is really an ordinary little beggar, then Yue Yunxian will definitely not chase and kill Xiaocao. When he arrived in Luoyang City, Xiaocao stopped crying and said to Zhou Qinghai Uncle, I have a request now, I hope you can agree to me. Zhou Qinghai asked Xiaocao to say his request. Xiaocao said that I heard that I was picked up by my father and mother from the haystack just now, I don't believe what they said, I want to ask you to go back to my hometown with me and help me investigate my background. Xiaocao took Zhou Qinghai's hand and shook it. Zhou Qinghai said that he was still thinking about what they said on the road just now, to help you find out your true life experience.

Xiaocao took Zhou Qinghai's hand and said to go to his house now. Zhou Qinghai looked at the blood-colored sunset outside, took Xiaocao's hand and said, It's getting late now, let's go to your house after dinner. Xiaocao and Zhou Qinghai walked into the restaurant, ordered a green vegetable, a beef, and asked for two bowls of soup. During the meal, Zhou Qinghai looked at Xiaocao's lowered eyes and shed a few tears, quietly turned around, let Xiaocao secretly dry his eyes, and felt that this child was really pitiful, if what Yue Yunxian said was true, the pure and kind Zhou Qinghai felt that Xiaocao would definitely go through some ups and downs, and he didn't know if he could eat a meal that ordinary people thought was ordinary in the future; Thinking of this, Zhou Qinghai shouted to the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper bent over and trotted in front of Zhou Qinghai, saying objectively what you want, just command. Zhou Qinghai turned his head and said to Xiaocao, Xiaocao, if you want to eat something delicious, just order. Xiaocao said uncle, you don't dislike me, take me, I will be very content, there is beef on the table that I have never eaten, don't spend my uncle's money. Xiaocao was single-mindedly trying to save some money for Zhou Qinghai, but Xiaocao was young after all, and looked at the pig's trotters on the counter greedily. Zhou Qinghai said to bring us a pig's trotters and a roast chicken. The shopkeeper said that it was objective, and the fragrant pig's trotters and roast chicken arrived immediately. After a while, a plate of pig's trotters and roast chicken was served on the table. Seeing so much delicious food, Xiaocao swallowed the saliva in her throat. Zhou Qinghai said sadly, Xiaocao, you can eat it if you want, it is my uncle here, and he is not an outsider, so there is no need to be restrained. Although Xiaocao only stayed with Zhou Qinghai for one day, Zhou Qinghai's love and dedication to protect himself already regarded Zhou Qinghai as his own uncle in his heart, and after listening to Zhou Qinghai's words, he put down his chopsticks, took a pig's trotter from the table, and devoured it. Zhou Qinghai looked at Xiaocao's appearance and smiled knowingly. After eating, it was already dark, and Xiaocao took Zhou Qinghai to his hometown. Xiaocao's hometown is in a slum area west of Luoyang, with only three mud houses, and the thatch on top of it has been partially blown off by the wind, and the roof is scattered and incomplete.

The door of the house was open, and Xiaocao and Zhou Qinghai walked into the dark room. There used to be a kerosene lamp and a flint and steel on a tattered table on the right side of the house, but now I don't know if there are any, Xiaocao fumbled to the table, and soon found the flint and kerosene lamp on the table, and Xiaocao lit the kerosene lamp. The glow of kerosene lamps illuminated the house. Xiaocao carefully looked at the items left by her father and mother in the house, remembered her father and mother, and shouted loudly to her father and mother in the house. As he walked around, Xiaocao found a few drops of blood under the bed. Xiaocao squatted down and looked at the bloodstains carefully, and said to herself that this must be Dad's bloodstains, where have Dad's and Mom gone now?

Zhou Qinghai came over and said that your father and mother must have been buried by the neighbors, and tomorrow tomorrow we will ask your neighbors to know where they are, and then we will go to worship your father and mother, so that they can watch you live well in heaven and let them feel at ease. Xiaocao nodded tearfully. Xiaocao walked to a dilapidated wooden cabinet in the corner, opened the cabinet with difficulty, and took out a tattered quilt from it, saying Uncle, our family is poor, only this broken quilt, let's cover it. Zhou Qinghai originally said that it was fine, I was not afraid of the cold, I was afraid of hurting Xiaocao's heart, and said that when my uncle was wandering the world outside, he didn't have a quilt cover, but now he has a quilt cover, which is really warm. Xiaocao happily spread the quilt on the only wooden bed, took off her shoes and jumped to the bed, and then let Zhou Qinghai rest in bed.

At this time, a person outside looked into the room and saw Zhou Qinghai with a sword, so frightened that he ran away. Xiaocao saw clearly from the light that it was his neighbor Uncle Lin, and said Uncle Lin, it's me, Xiaocao. Uncle Lin stopped, walked into the house nervously, and looked at Zhou Qinghai in fear. Xiaocao jumped down from the bed and said barefoot Uncle Lin, this is my Uncle Zhou, he is a good person, you don't have to be afraid. Uncle Lin let go of his fear and said Xiaocao hasn't seen you for a long time, where have you gone, we all thought and thought you. Xiaocao said that after knowing the news, he went to Luoyang City to hide. Uncle Lin said Then how did you live, is it this Uncle Zhou? Xiaocao said that at the beginning, I was wandering and begging in Luoyang City, and yesterday I met Uncle Zhou, and Uncle Zhou promised to take me away.

Uncle Lin said to Zhou Qinghai, thank you, big brother, this child is so pitiful, he has no father and mother at such a young age, and you will have to bother in the future. Zhou Qinghai said that I am a disciple of the Huashan faction, and it is my responsibility to hoe the strong and help the weak, and the eldest brother and Xiaocao do not need to say thank you. Xiaocao said Uncle Lin, my father and mother, did you bury my father and mother. Uncle Lin said yes, the neighbors saw that there was no one in your house, so they bought a coffin for your father and mother to bury. You know, the villagers are poor, the money buys a good coffin, and the villagers buy a thin plate coffin for the money. Your father and mother died miserably, and after death, they used a bad coffin, and we are ashamed of your father and mother. Xiaocao lay on the ground and kowtowed to Uncle Lin. Uncle Lin hurriedly picked up Xiaocao and said Child, what are you doing, they are all neighbors, and we should do it. Uncle Lin continued, I heard Xiaocao's voice just now, and I wondered if Xiaocao had come back, so I came to Xiaocao's house to have a look. Xiaocao is healthy now, my neighbors are happy, and now it's getting late, I should go back to sleep. After Xiaocao and Zhou Qinghai sent Uncle Lin away, they also went to sleep.