On such a day, this family can live like this. But when Wang Yan was eight years old, her stepmother Li Mei gave birth to her own son, Li Mei felt very happy, and at the same time felt that Wang Yan was in the way of this family. Every time he looked at Wang Yan, his eyes became more vicious, and he wanted to drive Wang Yan out of this family immediately. It's just that there is no excuse, so I have to wait patiently for the time being.

As the saying goes, no book is made without coincidence. God seems to be helping Li Mei and sending such an opportunity.

On a very ordinary day in the summer, the sky was overcast, and the rain seemed to be pouring so hard that it had no intention of stopping. Wang Yan and his father Wang Linshan braved the rain and worked hard all day, but they didn't cut enough firewood. As soon as she dragged her tired body back home, her stepmother Li Mei angrily pointed at Wang Yan and scolded: "Okay, you little rabbit cub has grown up and learned to be lazy." Look at you haven't even cut enough firewood for 500 pounds today. You are not allowed to sleep, and then you will cut it off for the old lady. "But today it's raining too much, it's getting dark, and the road is so wet and slippery that I can't cut it anymore." Wang Yan saw that his father was silent, so he explained to himself. "Okay, Wang Linshan, look at it, this is your adopted son, he can't do the work, but he has learned to talk back. I'll let you eat me, wear me, you dare to do this to me, it's impatient, see if I don't kill you little bastard. As she spoke, her stepmother Li Mei casually put her child, who was born less than three months in her arms, on the bed, pulled out a branch, and hit Wang Yan with her head and face.

"Papapa, papapa......", the sound of whipping kept coming from Wang Yan's body. Wang Yan curled up in pain, but he clenched his teeth and didn't cry out in pain.

Suddenly, when the stepmother Li Mei once again whipped the branch on Wang Yan's body, the branch broke in two. The broken branch bounced high and flew impartially towards the baby lying on the bed, striking him heavily in the face, immediately cutting a long wound on the baby's tender face, and blood flowed out at once. "Wow......" The baby burst into tears.

Li Mei was terrified, her face turned pale, and tears welled up in her eyes. I can't care about beating Wang Yan anymore. ran to the bedside, picked up the baby, and said to Wang Linshan while wiping the blood: "You are a dead man, look at that little rabbit cub who injured our child, why don't you hurry up and teach him a lesson and drive him out." How can you still let us two live? “

Such a scene deeply stimulated Wang Linshan and reminded him of Wang Yan's death of his own mother when he was born. Now it's hurting the baby who is less than three months old. If I don't care about it anymore, I'm afraid that this child will also be killed by Wang Yanke.

stepped forward to face Wang Yan's face, and Wang Linshan slapped him fiercely. Looking at Wang Yan's tearful eyes looking at him, Wang Linshan said slowly to Wang Yan word by word: "You are not my son, you are a demon." You came here not only to kill my first wife, but now you want to kill this innocent child. Get out of here! Get out of here as far as you can, and never set foot in here again. Let me see you again, and I will kill you with my own hands!!

"Get out... Ahh From this moment on, Wang Yan became an orphan without a father and a mother.

Thunder rumbled in the sky, and the rain became heavier and heavier. A bolt of lightning swept through the air, illuminating Wang Yan's pale and helpless face. Tears in his eyes mixed with the cold rain and ran down his face. With the light brought by the lightning, Wang Yan endured the pain and slowly got up from the muddy ground. found the wood-chopping axe that had accompanied him for more than three years, and resolutely left. He didn't even look back at the house, because he knew that there was no room for him anymore.

When he came to his mother's grave, covered in mud, Wang Yanchang couldn't kneel down, and told in detail everything that happened today. He didn't quite understand why this could happen, but it was all happening. Wang Yan wished that his mother could tell him the reason.

The surroundings gradually became quieter, and the rain quietly stopped at some point, and the sky began to glow white. Wang Yan, who had been complaining all night, knew that he couldn't stay here any longer. "Mother, the child is leaving this time, I don't know when I will be able to come back to visit my mother, tell my mother about the child's experience and experience, and ask my mother not to worry about the child. I saw my mother again. After speaking, Wang Yan wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hand, and kowtowed three times in front of the grave.

Wang Yan is gone, leaving the home where he has lived for eight years, and leaving the Wangjia Village where he has lived for eight years.

After years of cultivating the habit of chopping wood, Wang Yan unconsciously walked towards the woods again. But he knew that he could no longer go to the woods where he used to chop wood with his father. So, he walked along the edge of the woods in the other direction, until the sun rose overhead. Wang Yan looked at the surroundings that already seemed unfamiliar to him, and Wangjiacun was already out of sight at this time. Thinking that no one could find this place, Wang Yan, who was tired and hungry, sat down under a tree to rest, took out the wild fruits picked on the road, wiped them twice with his unclean hands, and put them in his mouth to eat.

After eating and resting, Wang Yan immediately picked up an axe and chopped firewood. Eight-year-old Wang Yan was already able to chop firewood, and it didn't take long to cut a pile of firewood. When Wang Yan stopped chopping firewood, tied the chopped firewood with straw ropes, and carried it behind his back to leave, Wang Yan suddenly became in trouble, where should he go, who should he sell the firewood, and how much should it be sold?...... A whole bunch of questions plagued him. Wang Yan's head was stunned. In the past eight years, he has never left Wangjia Village, and the farthest place he went to was the forest where he and his father Wang Linshan cut firewood. He never went to school, and he still doesn't know a word. It can be said that Wang Yan is now an idiot in addition to being able to chop wood.

Wang Yan finally realized how difficult his current situation was. If you meet someone again and send you back to Wangjia Village, it is estimated that you will be directly split in half by your stepmother Li Mei; you can't stay in place, there are not many wild fruits in the nearby woods, and you will eat them up in four or five days. Then I had to go to the depths of the woods, although it was also an unknown world for Wang Yan, but there were many animals living in Zhilu Dao, which meant that the food that could be eaten in it was sufficient, so there was no need to worry about starvation.

I had seen hunters in Wangjia Village, who had caught pheasants and rabbits and other small animals from the woods, and the naïve Wang Yan thought that there were only those few animals in the depths of the woods. He didn't know that the forest he was in was only the most marginal part of the primeval forest in a radius of 100,000 miles in the south of the July Kingdom. This primeval forest was named the 'Forest of Death' by the July Kingdom, because the emperor of the July Kingdom had sent an army of 20,000 troops to collect medicine decades ago into this primeval forest in search of the elixir, but it didn't take long for a soldier to return in a panic. What he brought to the emperor was the news that the army of herb pickers had been attacked by countless fierce beasts in the depths of the primeval forest, and the whole army was wiped out. The soldier then died of terror. The emperor was shocked, he knew quite well how strong the combat effectiveness of the 20,000 army was, and since then this primeval forest has become a forbidden place in the July Kingdom.

Wang Yan, who had made up his mind, walked towards the depths of the woods, and as he walked, he slowly noticed that there were changes around him. The trees began to thicken and tallen, and the woods became denser. At first, I could see a large expanse of the sky when I looked up, but now it is almost invisible, and the sunlight shines through the leaves and only sporadically on the ground. The woods were getting darker and darker, and it was impossible to keep walking. "Forget it, let's rest here today. Wang Yan said to himself. He lay down under a large tree, rested his head on the axe, and soon fell asleep.

When the sun shone through the entire primeval forest the next day, Wang Yan finally woke up. Seeing that it was already dawn, he stretched and touched his stomach, "It's time to find something to eat." "Seeing that there were no fruit trees around, I had to continue to walk deeper into the woods.

With the axe in his hand and cutting off the branches and rattans that stood in front of him from time to time, Wang Yan slowly came to the slope of a mountain that was one hundred and ten meters high. Standing at the top of the hillside, looking at the rolling mountains in the distance, the eyes are full of lush green, but there are no fruit trees to eat.

In fact, Wang Yan missed a lot of fruit trees along the way. This is a primeval forest, there are many kinds of trees, and the number is even more innumerable, how can there be less wild fruits that can be eaten? The fault is that Wang Yan is still looking for the kinds of wild fruit trees he has eaten before, so how can it be done. The trees at the edge of the woods are low and sparse, and it is easy to see when the trees are full of wild fruits, but the trees here are tall and dense, and the branches and leaves that grow are connected, and the wild fruits are hidden in the branches and leaves, how can it be so easy to find. Moreover, Wang Yan spent a large part of his energy on the way forward by cutting tree branches, which can only be blamed on his young age and lack of experience.

The back of the hill is still steep. Due to the lack of sunlight all year round, the back and bottom of the hillside are overgrown with low bushes and weeds, and there are relatively few trees. Wang Yan walked around at the top of the hillside, looking for a relatively gentle downhill path.

Suddenly, Wang Yan stepped into the air, and as soon as he said 'not good' in his heart, he lost his balance and fell to the ground and rolled down the hillside. Steep slopes, no trees that block them, and lush grass play a role in reducing resistance.

Wang Yan rolled faster and faster, until he was at the bottom of the slope before he was blocked by a big tree. The body hit the trunk of the tree hard, and the great pain caused his body to develop a self-protective function. Wang Yan's eyes darkened, he fainted, and he didn't know anything.