Qingniu Town, a small town located in the border pass, if you inadvertently open the map of the Daxi Dynasty, it is very difficult to find this slightly smaller place name. Although the town is remote, it has a population of thousands of households, and the people here live a peaceful life, away from the hustle and bustle of the world.

In the cold winter, this is another cold moon in Qingniu Town, and the goose feathers and heavy snow are falling from the sky, covering the towns in this Xinjiang with a thick layer of white.

It was already evening, and the winter evening felt darker than usual, and the night was shrouded, and by this time the lights of the homes had been lit, and the cold wind blew the signs of the inns at the end of the street, and the occasional dog bark streaked across the night sky.

A huge courtyard, the plaque of the gate is written with the four big characters of Tai'an Martial Arts Hall, at this time the door of the martial arts hall is closed, only to see a child in his seven or eight-year-old years old under the door, and beside him is a load of firewood of the same height as him. The child shivered in the cold wind, and under the cold, he wore only straw sandals and a patchy garment.

"Sell...... Firewood, who wants firewood...... "This is the sound of a child shivering in the cold wind, in this cold and freezing, this is definitely a sound that makes people's hearts tremble, unimaginably cold, in such weather, even the hardest hard labor has gone home.

"Firewood...... Ahem...... "The child coughed, and his body was even tighter, and this small movement did not help in such a cold winter.

Cold, cold to the heart, the toes of the cotton shoes are frozen to the point of no feeling, but such a weak child is so tormented, waiting for someone to come and buy this load of firewood. The snow on the ground was knee-high, and the pedestrians on the road were vague, except for the occasional passer-by who hurried home to lower the brim of their hats and walk through the wind and snow.

At this time, there was a sound, and there was a noise from the door of the martial arts hall behind the child, and I saw that the door opened a crack. One of his heads stretched out to take a look, he was the butler of the martial arts hall, and he was ready to come out to fire the lantern at the door.

"What the hell, I haven't been so cold in more than ten years!" the butler opened the heavy door, and then the cotton hat on his head curled.

When the words fell, the housekeeper paid attention to a pair of black eyes at his feet, and looked at it intently, and it turned out to be a child selling firewood. The butler kicked the child and said, "Child, get out of the way, don't get in the way." ”

"Uncle, do you want firewood, only five cents!" the boy begged weakly, this is the firewood he went up the mountain before dawn, cut most of the morning in the bitter cold, and then picked up firewood, the mountain road alone is ten miles, and this kind of payment is only worth the price of a few baked cakes.

"No, no, get out of here!" said the butler mercilessly.

The child was driven to his feet, and suddenly the cold wind swished into his coat pervasively, and he shivered and hugged his shoulders, and helplessly stretched out his hands to pick up a load of firewood that was extremely inconsistent with his height, and let the merciless cold wind take away the last bit of body temperature.

"Sande, what are you yelling at the door?" Just as the child was about to leave, a woman's voice came from the inner courtyard.

"It's nothing, there's a broken kid selling firewood at the door!" replied the butler, whose name was Sande, as if respectfully going into the inner room.

"Oh, that's right, the kitchen firewood is running out, so I'll buy some if I have one. I saw a beautiful young woman slowly walking out of the inner courtyard, followed by a girl with pigtails, about the same age as the children outside, wearing a small brocade cotton jacket, holding a gourd of rock candy in her hand, and her face was very cute.

I only heard the housekeeper outside the house respectfully answer to the inner courtyard: "Yes, the third young grandmother!"

At this time, the little girl shook the young woman's leg and said, "Mother, I want to eat candy, I don't want to eat rock sugar gourd!"

The young woman said distressedly: "Go back to the house quickly, don't freeze my heart and liver baby, the sugar man will buy it for you tomorrow, and the sugar gourd will be thrown away if you don't eat it!"

"No, no, no, I'm going to eat it now!" the girl shook the young woman's legs.

"Xia Er is obedient, my mother will buy it for you tomorrow!"

The girl pouted and went back to the house, threw the sugar gourd on the ground, and gave it to the yellow dog.

In another cruel world outside the walls, the housekeeper named Sande said to the child: "I bought this firewood, Sanwen!"

"This ...... Isn't it a little less...... "In fact, it is already very cheap for children to sell for five cents, usually more than ten cents.

"If you don't sell it, go to the side, don't get in the way!" the butler pulled his face.

"Sell, I'll sell!" said the child eagerly.

"Wait, I'll get the money!"

The housekeeper entered the inner courtyard, the child hugged his shoulders and shivered outside the door, the cold wind was really cold, and I don't know why, this year's winter was colder than usual, and the coldest was this day, cold to the bones.

The child stomped his feet and waited outside the door, and he had already drawn up several plans in his mind for the three cents. Soon, this incredibly hungry pang will be resolved.

This little bit of waiting seems like years......

The night was still cold, and the streets were empty with only the cold wind raging and carrying snow to soak the town, making the winter day even colder.

Babbling!

The child looked at the place where he was sounded, and saw a young woman in a torn cotton jacket come out of the room across the street. The young woman looked anxiously around the ground, as if looking for something to burn.

This peasant family is already simple, and the doors and windows in the house have long been gone, so it can be seen that they have long been turned into ashes in the kang. The cold wind of this cold winter poured into the house through the empty doors and windows.

"Mother, I'm cold ......" At this time, a girl's trembling voice came from the house.

"Xian'er, mother, come here......" The young woman urgently searched on the ground, and there was no combustible thing in front of the house and behind the house.

At this time, there was a sound, and the door of the rich family opened.

"It's so cold, it's cold!" the butler named Sande squeezed out of the door, stamped his feet, and handed the three copper plates in his hand to the child, "Take it, your firewood money!"

The child's black hand was about to take the three pennies, which he had longed for for a long time.

"Mother......," the girl in the room across from her called again.

"Xian'er, bear with me a little longer......" The young woman wiped a handful of tears, but she was helpless to soothe her.

The child's hand reached for the copper plate and stopped in mid-air, and then a gurgling sound from his stomach urged him to take the three cents and go to the night market to buy a bowl of noodle soup, and use the boiling noodle soup to dispel the cold and hunger. You must know that he was hungry and cold in the snow for a day, and he waited for a day, just waiting for this moment.

"I don't want money!" The housekeeper was annoyed that the child was still hesitant to take the money, thinking that he thought the price was cheap and did not want to sell it.

In the end, the child pushed back the three coins and said, "Uncle...... I won't sell this firewood......"

The housekeeper was so annoyed that he scolded: "You child, the three cents are too little, if you don't sell it, get out of here, get out!"

Faced with the housekeeper's angry expulsion, the child picked up firewood and went to the farmer's house opposite, put the firewood in front of the young woman, and said, "Sister-in-law, you can take this firewood!" '''''''