Going through the Red Mansions quickly means going against the system.

Zhi'er seemed to see his mother in a trance.

Waking up from a sweet dream, she looked around and saw that it was still pitch black, and she knew that the happiness she just felt was an illusion.

She didn't see her mother, her mother had died long ago.

Since he was abducted here by his master, he has been trained in a small dark room no less than seven times.

She escaped again and again and was caught again and again. Now she was beaten severely for disobedience and was locked up in a small dark room again.

It's only late autumn now, but the wind is already biting in this shabby house. This damp and drafty place is really not much better than being outside.

She thought she had slept for a long time, but until now there was no sound outside, indicating that it was not dawn yet and she had just taken a nap.

You'd better admit your mistake tomorrow, I really can't stay here any longer.

Zhi'er thought that he had to deceive the girl first, and then run away when he had the opportunity later. Next time she must run far away to see if Jingxu and the others can still find her!

Zhi'er thought for a while and missed her mother again, but she was not here.

"Mom~ why don't you take me away? I can't bear it anymore."

The painful tears brought no comfort, only a chill on the face.

In the late autumn night, it already feels like winter.

Zhi'er shivered from the cold, but fortunately he lost consciousness due to the cold, so his body didn't hurt that much.

The old nun Jingxu is so cruel! After beating her so many times, she still calls her master.

As the days passed, she hated her stepmother, her younger brother, and her dead father more and more.

Zhi'er's father was originally a poor scholar. After passing the exam several times, he completely ruined the family's fortune.

Her mother was his father's child bride. She worked hard all her life taking care of the housework and serving her husband, working hard and never complaining.

After a long time, Zhi'er's father succeeded in getting a Jinshi in high school, and the family was finally able to enjoy happiness. However, within three years, her mother died.

This is how the stepmother came to be.

She was originally the concubine that her father took after he became an official.

He used to be a good person who always greeted smart children.

Therefore, when her father wanted to remarry, she did not agree with him marrying someone else. Instead, she supported her father in making her daughter his stepmother.

The little girl became the stepmother.

The stepmother became two different people. After she gave birth to her own child, she no longer looked down on Zhi'er. Although she didn't beat or scold her, her life became much more difficult.

But just like that, she didn't expect that her stepmother would be so cruel that she kicked Zhi'er out of the house not long after her father passed away.

He said that the family was poor and could not afford to support him, so he gave Jingxu, who came to the house to ask for alms.

Obviously the smart child is already nine years old and has already decided on a family. Why can't we raise her for a few more years and let her get married?

If the stepmother raises her, the smart child will definitely be obedient, and will definitely be filial to the stepmother when she gets married.

Why did you just say you couldn't afford to support her and just throw her away?

I remembered that her maid Xiaoxi once said that the stepmother was not a good person. She always didn't believe it before. As a result, it is too late to believe now.

I just don’t know where Xiao Xi was sold to?

Zhi'er rubbed himself, trying to warm himself up, but there was still no warmth in his cold body.

I really look forward to the sun coming out earlier.

She shivered until dawn, and finally waited for Jingxu's arrival.

Hearing the sound of someone unlocking the door, Zhi'er shook his frozen legs and crawled over.

Jingxu's pale and cold face actually looked even more sinister at dawn.

She was trembling and looked at Master Jingxu eagerly, hoping that she would believe her.

"Teacher, Master, I was wrong. I never dare to do it again. Please, please forgive me! I will never dare to do it again. I will listen to you in the future!"

"Good disciple, do you really know that you are wrong?"

Jingxu's eyes were full of scrutiny. She looked at Zhi'er carefully, as if weighing whether her words were credible.

Zhi'er promised with tears in her eyes, "I know, I really know! I will never dare to do it again."

Jingxu was finally satisfied when he saw her pitiful appearance. There was a hint of pride in his smile: "You really don't know how to be good without a beating. It won't last long. I'm doing this for your own good."

She said earnestly: "Think about it, if I hadn't taken you in, where would you have gone? Your stepmother has to raise a son, and she can hardly afford to live, let alone raise a little thing like you. !”

"You are here with me. Although you are a nun, is it not much better than suffering in the world of mortals? In other words, you are still young and don't understand the benefits of this~"

"Forget it, I'll spare you this time. If there is a next time, hehe~"

She stepped aside, leaving a gap for Zhi'er to walk, "What's the matter, do you still want me to treat you? Now that you know you're wrong, why don't you go and make fast food with your senior sister? Day by day, just eat and not finish. Live, I’ve raised you in vain!”

Zhi'er hurriedly crawled out, ignoring the pain on his body, and ran all the way to the kitchen.

On the way, I met a pretty nun who yawned and came out of the wing. She was Zhi'er's uncle Jingkong.

Zhi'er saluted her and hurriedly avoided it.

Jingkong spat at her, looked at Jingxu impatiently and said, "Senior sister is so kind-hearted! If she is released so early, this little girl will definitely not have a good memory!"

Jingxu was not upset at all, he put his hands together and made a bowing ceremony, "Monks are all about compassion. Who wants me to believe in Buddhism?"

"If you don't listen to others' advice, Buddha will not be able to stand it anymore. It's easy for a little girl to sell her movies."

Jingkong laughed when he heard this. He couldn't tell if it was a mockery or something, and he boasted, "That's quite true. People like Senior Sister will definitely go to see the Buddha a hundred years later."

The two of them laughed and taunted each other without getting angry. After washing up together, they went to the lobby to do their morning classes.

Zhi'er ignored the eyebrows and lawsuits behind him and timidly entered the kitchen.

There were already two little nuns of about the same age busy inside.

"Sister."

Zhi'er bowed to the older Zhitong and was sent to wash vegetables. From then on, no one of the three of them spoke a word, and they all silently did their work.

This is something you are used to, even a smart person has honed it in the three months since he came here.

After everything was almost ready, the three of them were sent to the dining hall together, and then they could breathe a sigh of relief.

Zhishan, who was good friends with Zhi'er, came over with bowls and chopsticks. Zhi'er immediately dug out some extra vegetarian food for her. The two agreed on a place. After Zhi'er distributed the breakfast, they quickly went there.

Behind a large rock sheltered from the wind, Zhishan handed her a jar of plaster.

Zhishan said apologetically: "Originally, I was ready yesterday, but Master was keeping a close eye on me at night and it was dark outside, so I didn't dare..."

"It's okay. Master released me early this morning." After Zhi'er took it, he quickly applied it to the painful area. Although it couldn't relieve it for a while, he felt at ease at least.

"You should change it in the future. Where can you go if you run away? My mother sent me here and said it was thanks to Master for saving my life!"

Zhi Shan said weakly, she really couldn't understand why Zhi Shan wanted to run away?

Zhi'er angrily threw away the empty bottle in his hand, "We are different! You got it from your mother, and I got it from my stepmother! If I also got it from my mother, then I also Don’t run!”

"Is this any different?"

Zhishan was very curious, weren't they all sent by mother to serve the master?

"Your mother sent you out to survive because her family was poor! My stepmother sent me here because she wanted my life!"

"Since I won't be allowed to live, then everyone should stop living! I must escape home and get all my father's money back!"

"Where did your father get the money?"

Suddenly a voice different from Zhishan's came. Zhi'er looked up and saw that it was Master Jingkong!

Her charming face was full of malicious ridicule, "Sister, let me tell you, if you release it so early, you won't remember it for a long time!"