What should I do if I have broken my sleeve because of too much mourning?

winter three years ago.

This year's snow is extremely heavy, and the whole winter is surprisingly cold, and the streets are covered with a thick layer of white snow.

Wei Sang was squatting in the corner of the market, and there was a piece of tattered paper with some crooked words on it.

He has been waiting here for a long time, waiting for someone who lacks a small worker to buy him.

My mother died young, and the family was poor. This year, my father contracted a cold again, which lasted for a long time.I didn't have much savings in the first place, and the medical treatment and medicine have been used up, and I still owe some.

Even so, he failed to save his father.

When his father passed away, he couldn't even pay for the coffin.In desperation, he could only sell himself to bury his father. Although he was young, he was born thin and small.Some foremen are unwilling to ask him to be like this, for fear that one day they will suddenly die of exhaustion and still not have enough money.

It was cold and everything was freezing, and Wei Sang was shivering from the cold, not knowing when he would be free.

"Brother Wei Sang."

The person who came came with a clear voice, it was Du Yurou, the eldest daughter of the Du family.

Unlike Wei Sang, Du Yurou walked slowly, with a goose-yellow plush cloak covering her delicate body, and holding a warm hand stove in her hand, even if she walked in the cold wind, she would not freeze.Even the little servant girl behind her was dressed warmly, but Wei Sang could only put together a few autumn clothes.

Wei Sang's father used to work in Du's house, and Wei Sang also worked in Du's house. He and Du Yurou were childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts, and Du Yurou often borrowed money from him.

"Why is Rou'er here?" Seeing Du Yurou approaching, Wei Sang got up quickly, but it was too cold and he squatted for too long, his legs were already numb, so he couldn't stand still when he came up suddenly.

Here is 50 taels of silver, you take it first. With that said, Du Yurou took out a delicate little purse, "I only have so much on me, my father doesn't allow me to help you." "

"Rou'er, actually you don't have to..." Wei Sang wanted to refuse, but thought of his father who had not yet been buried at home, so he swallowed the words again.

"Brother Wei Sang, put it away first." Du Yurou forced the purse into Wei Sang's hands, "Obviously I am sorry for you, but father knows that you are on good terms with me, so I'm afraid it will make things difficult for you."

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while before parting.

Wei Sang's whole body was numb from the cold, and he stood with Du Yurou for a while longer, his body was already completely cold.His home is in a small rough house on the outskirts of the city.In the middle of winter, there is no money to buy charcoal, so Wei Sang has to go to the woods in the outer suburbs to collect some firewood to start a fire. Otherwise, except that there is no cold wind, the house is actually the same as outside.

Wei Sang just walked across the street that day, and found a child huddled in a corner.The child looked very young, and the clothes on his body looked luxurious, but they were tattered and dirty.

The child probably heard the voice, and looked up at Wei Sang with two beautiful eyes.

"What's your name? Where is your home?" Seeing his pity, Wei Sang walked over and knelt down to ask him.

The child's face was red from the cold, his hands were swollen from the cold, and he had frostbite.She didn't make a sound when she asked him, she just stared straight ahead, not knowing what she was looking at.

Seeing that the child ignored him, Wei Sang wanted to leave.After walking half a street, thinking of the child's staring eyes and thin clothes, he folded them back again.

"It's so cold, why don't you go home with me." Wei Sang squatted in front of the child again.Because of running back, Wei Sang's body became warmer.

It started snowing again.The sky was getting dark, and there were almost no people on the road, and the whole world seemed to be just the two of them.

The child hesitated for a moment, and stood up unsteadily leaning on the wall.

It appears to be frozen.Wei Sang thought.

So Wei Sang turned around and picked up the child.The child didn't resist, his thin and small body grabbed Wei Sang's back, trembling all the way.

Afraid that he would be cold, Wei Sang ran back all the way.

When he got home, Wei Sang was sweating from exhaustion.It's just that the house is also cold, so I quickly took out the firewood I picked up a few days ago to start a fire for cooking.

A few days ago, his father just passed away, and Wei Sang was the only one left in the family. He was often depressed, thinking that being alone was too boring.Now that there is one more person, although he hasn't said a word until now, it seems to have added a fire to Wei Sang's heart, making him feel warm, and he still feels alive.

Even the fire is burning more vigorously, and the firewood is no longer stingy.The room wasn't as warm as spring, but it was kind of warm.

There were not many things at home, so Wei Sang only cooked some porridge, and took out some pickles from the jar outside the courtyard. Here is a meal.

Before eating, he boiled water and gave the child a bath.

On weekdays, Wei Sang didn't bother to boil water for bathing. He boiled some hot water and mixed it with cold water, and then wiped his body with lukewarm water.

After taking a bath, I realized that the child was very beautiful.White and clean, with fine skin and tender flesh, it looks like a child of a wealthy family.There are only one or two calluses on the fingers on the hand, which looks like a hand that often writes, and has never done rough work.

Probably the child of some rich businessman, lost in the family fortune here.

I don't know how much I was hungry.Wei Sang looked at the empty pot with emotion.He was happy today, so he did a lot more, but he didn't think that the child would eat as soon as he was hungry.Even Wei Sang himself was almost not full.

"Thank you...you." The child said timidly while lying on the bed after he had eaten enough and his body became warm.

"So you can talk. If you don't talk, I'll treat you as a little mute." Seeing the child speak, Wei Sang got excited and teased him to talk. "What's your name, why are you squatting at the street corner?"

The child glanced at Wei Sang hesitantly before speaking, "My name is Xuan'er, and I'm sixteen this year. I met a bandit who robbed me of my money, and both the book boy and the guard were taken away."

Sure enough, it was a wealthy family, with book boys and guards.

But Xuan'er was too short, she looked like she was only thirteen or fourteen years old.

Feeling that his thoughts were wandering, Wei Sang stopped abruptly, "My name is Wei Sang, and I am the only one left in my family. If you don't mind, you can live with me."

After finishing speaking, she looked at Xuan'er nervously, for fear that he would shake her head.

Wei Sang was really terrified of being alone.

In the past, when my father was still there, he often had to go out to work, so he could only stay at home alone without any friends.Later, when I grew up, I didn't go to school, so I could only work with my father.I can't be lazy when I work, I can't talk to others during the day, I'm so tired at night, and I fall asleep as soon as I get out of bed.

Later, my father was ill in bed, depressed.Until his death, Wei Sang never had a good word with his father.When his father died, he was alone, and he had no one to talk to.

Now that I have Xuan'er, I want to talk to him about everything.

Xuan'er doesn't like talking very much, but listens very carefully.One of the two talked and the other listened, and they didn't fall asleep until the middle of the night.

With the money from Du Yurou, Wei Sang buried his father the next day.There are no relatives in the family, and there is no need for a grand funeral. Only Xuan'er accompanied him, and found a piece of land in a forest in the outer suburbs, buried the coffin, and burned some paper money.

With the rest of the money, Wei Sang anxiously repaid the debt.He thought about slowly saving some money to return to Du Yurou in the future, and then doing more work to support him and Xuan'er.

It's really different to have someone by your side.

Wei Sang only felt happy in his heart, even though his father's death was very sad, but as long as he thought of Xuan'er at home and had someone to accompany him, he would be happy.

Days will always get better.

It just didn't last long.

The first time Wei Sang knew that Xuan'er could write was when he saw him use a branch as a pen to draw in the snow.

He is illiterate, and he also knows that Xuan'er's handwriting is very beautiful, correct and elegant.

Take a look at the flowering lazy, half-edge monastic half-edge.

Wei Sang didn't know what he wrote, so he asked Xuan'er to explain it to him.

"The meaning of this poem is that although I often walk through the flowers, I don't have the heart to appreciate the flowers. Part of it is because I have practiced Taoism, and part of it is because I only have you in my heart."

Xuan'er taught him word by word, and explained to him word by word.She blushed when she spoke, which was truly beautiful.

This is the only poem Wei Sang knows.

Later, Wei Sang discovered that Xuan'er could not only know a sentence or two of poetry.A few times passing by the private school, Xuan'er could even talk to the teacher in the private school for a long time, and she was full of words that Wei Sang couldn't understand.

Only then did Wei Sang realize that his Xuan'er had been hiding it from him from the very beginning.

His Xuan'er was going to Beijing to catch the exam, but was robbed of money on the way, and all the guards and book boys at home were lost, so she had nowhere to go and lived on the street.

Xuan'er has a brilliant literary talent and a distinguished family background, and she is also a rare child prodigy.

Wei Sang's family was not well off, his parents died, and he was alone. He only had a dilapidated rough house, and sometimes even had to deduct food if he couldn't make money.

How could he let his Xuan'er suffer with him?

So he secretly sold the house and signed a contract of sale with the Du family.Only then did he save dozens of taels of silver for Xuan'er to go to Beijing for the exam.

It's just that the old house at home is a bit reluctant.

Wei Sang finally saved enough 50 taels, so he told Xuan'er with the money.

Who knows Xuan'er doesn't appreciate it.

"I don't want to! I won't leave! Brother, you want to drive me away?" Xuan'er has grown taller in the past few months, and finally looks like a sixteen-year-old boy.Hearing Wei Sang's words, his face turned red with anger.

"How can you be successful if you don't go to Beijing to catch the exam!" Wei Sang was anxious, and sold himself to raise money for him, but this kid didn't appreciate it.

"Where did you get the money? What did brother do to raise 50 taels so quickly!" Xuan'er was afraid that Wei Sang would do something stupid.He has been here for a few months, and he has already found out Wei Sang's family background. He still owes money, how can he make up 50 taels of silver!

"What can I do! I didn't kill people and set fires!" Wei Sang couldn't choose what to say when he heard this, "If you don't go to Beijing to catch up with the exam, you will depend on me for the rest of your life!"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Wei Sang regretted it.

His Xuan'er... He actually said that about Xuan'er that he held in his arms like a treasure.

Even if Xuan'er really depends on him for the rest of his life, he is willing.

It's just that he can't delay Xuan'er.

Xuan'er's eyes were red, but she didn't say a word.

The cold winter passed, and all things revived.

Wei Sang saw his Xuan'er leave with his own eyes, and embarked on the road to Beijing alone.

It's just that he doesn't know.

His Xuan'er went to the capital alone after going through a lot of hardships, and was hit by Tanhua.

I don't know that after he won Tanhua, he asked his superiors many times to stay in Jizhou.

Just to come back and see his brother Wei Sang.

Three years later, when he came back, his elder brother Wei Sang had already forgotten him and wanted to elope with others.

So that night, Master He, who had just arrived, bought his elder brother Wei Sang.