Sparrow God Reborn

The mountains in late winter and new spring are very lively.If it coincides with someone's wedding, it will be even more lively.

The setting sun melts gold, the evening glow dyes the mountain forest red, the sheep bleat on the mountainside, and the old man on the bridge puts away his fishing rod and returns home with a not very rich fish basket.

11-year-old Ding Yuan runs in such a forest.

Mao Hu is always running around, and their master and apprentice seldom settle in one place for a long time.Occasionally, I make some new friends and new friends. The short gathering and parting seem to be the theme song of life's prosperity.

The mountain village is among the high mountains, with green forests and handsome rocks, and the scenery is unique, but the mountain roads are rough and difficult to walk.

Mao Hu came to meet a bird friend, just in time for someone in the village to marry a daughter-in-law for a wedding, so naturally they ate and drank together.One meal in the morning, one meal at noon, and another meal in the evening.

Ding Yuan slipped out in the evening, the mountain village is small, every household would get together to have fun whenever there is a happy event.He walked to a yard, the gate of the yard was open, and the black dog guarding the gate stared at him with piercing eyes. He threw the dog a bun leftover from the banquet, and the black dog immediately went back to the nest with the bun in its mouth.

There seemed to be a slight "snap", like the sound of something falling.

Ding Yuan thought for a while, walked to the window of the house, and stood on tiptoe to look inside.As soon as he stretched his head over, he was confronted with a head, and he was shocked.

The people in the room were looking out. It was a very beautiful person. Even though his face was dirty, his lips were red and his teeth were white. He was still eye-catching in a shabby floral single dress.

Ding Yuan thought, never thought there was such a beautiful little girl in this room.There are not many people in this village, everyone should have gone to the banquet, why didn't there be this girl at the banquet.He suddenly said, "Are you the niece of the cripple?"

He remembered that someone said that his niece was sick and couldn't come. Ding Yuan didn't like the crippled horse very much. After following Mao Hu for a long time, his eyesight for seeing people developed a bit. Although the crippled horse was always smiling, his face was too fierce. When I look at people, my eyeballs keep rolling around, which makes me feel uncomfortable.I heard that I have been working in the city, so I rushed back to celebrate the New Year.

Hearing this, the little girl suddenly said, "Get lost."

The voice was hoarse and ugly, and it was so chaotic that it didn't seem very real. Ding Yuan was startled. This voice...was a boy?

The boy glanced at Hao Meng, moved his body, and looked very strenuous. Ding Yuan sensed that something was wrong, and jumped up a little, stepped on the water pipe under the window to look in, only to find that the boy's hands and feet were actually They were all tied up with a rope as thick as a thumb.It's hard to stand in front of the window like this.

"What's going on? Aren't you Ma Cripple's niece?" Ding Yuan was taken aback.Even when his uncle was harsh on him at the beginning, he wouldn't have bound his hands and feet so that he wouldn't move.

"I'm not his niece." The child replied fiercely.Ding Yuan noticed that the calico singlet he was wearing didn't fit him well, a large part of his arm was exposed, and red scars criss-crossed on his arms.

He had heard Mao Hu say these things before, his heart moved, and he asked, "Didn't you get trafficked?!"

"Don't worry about it!"

"Hey, I have good intentions," Ding Yuan said, "Forget it, you want to run?"

"Are you going to tell him?" The child sneered, "You're not the first either." His voice was hoarse and ugly, he must have been drugged, and his face was abnormally red, and his condition was very bad.

"Have you been accused?" Ding Yuan was stunned, and then said: "This village is on the mountain, and the only way to go down the mountain is to go down the mountain. You can only go up the mountain in the morning and get there in the evening. If you want to run now, you have to walk all night. And there are many paths on the mountain. You don't know the way, but with your current body, you can't walk a few steps at all."

The child listened to Ding Yuan's words, but didn't speak, just looked at him coldly.

Ding Yuan said: "You wait." He ran away with a grunt.

Next to the window, there was only the boy in calico left. He sat by the window and waited for a while. The sun gradually sank, the moon and stars rose, and the unique mountain wind blew in through the open window. Chill to the bone.

He looked at it indifferently, and slowly the corners of his mouth curled up.

A head popped out suddenly, he was startled, Ding Yuan looked at him from the window, and said: "Let's go."

"what?"

"Aren't you going to run? I'll help you." Ding Yuan took out a plastic knife from his pocket: "I'll go through the window first and help you cut the rope."

The boy stared at Ding Yuan deftly jumping into the window, cut his rope, unlocked the door, and helped him out of the yard.A big black dog was lying down at the gate of the courtyard, sleeping soundly on its belly, with its paws still clinging to a club bone, and it smelled of alcohol from far away.

"I'll go down the mountain by myself." The boy said hoarsely, and staggered as soon as he finished speaking.

Ding Yuan squatted down, opened his thin trouser legs and took a look, sure enough, his legs were also covered with scars.He sighed, and said helplessly, "Forget it, you can't walk like this, come up." He knelt down.

"What?"

"I'll carry you!"

"Need not."

"Don't be embarrassed, you're not a little girl." Ding Yuan grabbed his hand and put it around his neck, holding up his buttocks: "This is to save time, let me tell you, let's do a good job on the way down the mountain." Prepare for a protracted war, maybe you won’t be able to go out tomorrow morning. The lame horse will go back after eating, and he will definitely look for you when he goes back and finds you missing. Let’s go early and hurry up, they won’t be able to catch up.”

"They have a dog." The boy curled up nervously, and said, "Let the dog out to look for it, and they will find it soon. You can carry me on your back, and you can't go far."

Ding Yuan had already carried him on the way out of the village, and said as he walked, "Have they used dogs to find you before?"

The boy does not speak.

"But don't worry," Ding Yuan said proudly: "I fed every dog ​​in this village with stick bones soaked in wine, and they slept soundly. I guess they won't wake up in a few hours. If those people come to look for them, unless The nose is better than a dog's. A lame horse can't know the way, so it should be fine."

The mountain road is very brightly illuminated by the moonlight. Thanks to the bright moon, you can see the forest path without using a flashlight.The moon shines in the stream, and the stream reflects the moonlight.The mountains and bridges are shadowed, the stars make snow, walking at night, maybe because of the two of us, I don't feel desolate.

Ding Yuan said: "I also only have a ragged jacket, I can't take it off for you, if you feel cold, hug me tightly." As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that the person on his back was farther away from himself.

The cold wind swished down his neck, and he asked, "Hey, what's your name?"

"Yan Ze."

The hoarse and chaotic voice was hard to hear, Ding Yuan said: "Swallow? Your name also looks like a girl."

"I……"

"Swallows are just swallows," Ding Yuan said again: "I didn't make fun of you. Swallows are very nice. Look, you are still wearing a flowered dress today, which looks good. It's so cold, all the swallows here have gone to the south for the winter, the weather It's time to come back when it's warm." He rambled on and on, so it seemed to be warmer.

The people behind stopped talking.

"Swallow, let me ask you, why didn't you call for help when you were in the yard? Call someone, and the people in the village will definitely help you. If I didn't just come, you would be finished."

After a while, someone said: "It's useless."

"How could it be useless..." Ding Yuan paused and asked, "Have you tried?"

The other party did not speak.

"Well," Ding Yuan said: "You look like a pampered young master from a rich family. You have never encountered such a situation. In fact, it is very normal. There are good people and bad people in the world. Sometimes people are indifferent. You really are not a person. Thing. Mahjong tiles can still be intimidating and bullying. People are much more complicated than mahjong.” He comforted him old-fashionedly: “I don’t know what you have encountered. It's useless to care about, as the saying goes, what is ups and downs, ups and downs, ups and downs, roundness and deficiency? It's a game of cards! It's also life."

"You see you met me at such a strange time, and I went to the town to find the police station behind your back, isn't it very fateful. It's just that I'm so strange," Ding Yuan muttered to himself, "They abducted you at such an age. What are you doing, are you abducted as a girl because you are too beautiful, and then you find that you have been abducted wrongly and you can't return it, and you have become a hot potato, you can't lift your hands on your shoulders, you can only sit idle?"

"...shut up." The person on the back didn't want to talk.

"I still have wedding candies in my bag, have you not eaten?" Hao Meng grabbed a large handful of sesame candies from his pocket and handed them to the person behind him: "Eat it, don't starve to death."

After a while, Yanzi asked him, "Aren't you tired?"

"Not tired, my master is in charge of injustice. In the past, he liked to draw his sword to help when encountering injustice. Sometimes when people help, he also gets into trouble and has to run away. I have to be chased every now and then this year. You Don't worry," Ding Yuan said, "Even if I save you, I'll be fine, I'm the one who is best at running."

He said: "This is the first time I have come out alone to deal with injustice. My master said, to be a man, you must first be a fool, and the brand depends on your character. If your character is good, your brand will naturally be good. I will take it as experience. I I watched it in other movies. My behavior is called a hero saving the beauty. At first I thought you were a girl, and I almost got excited, but you turned out to be a man. If you are a man, let’s be a man. You are pretty anyway, so let’s go. All at once.

The person on the back faintly seemed to be grinding his teeth.

"A little sleepy." Ding Yuan yawned: "Let me sing a folk song to refresh myself."

He sang in a low voice: "Take fewer side cards, but more middle cards. There are too many players to sort out. In the first and second rounds, you hit the middle card. The following cards are no more than three, and the winning cards are left to play. The family beats Zhang, and the surrounding area is dangerous—”

The tune was drawn for a very long time. Although I don't know which tune it is, it should be out of tune.

"What kind of folk song is this?" the person on the back asked patiently.

"Sing the verses of our master's school every day, it will help me recite." Ding Yuan continued to sing: "Don't hit me when you are free, just stick to the edge. The most terrible thing to pick is that it must be difficult to open the door. Don't do it yourself. It's big, and it's not bad for self-drawing, so it can withstand the next card and make him unable to let it go."

"Stop singing." Swallow couldn't bear it any longer: "Do you still remember the way?"

"Of course I remember!" Ding Yuan said: "As we play mahjong, we have to practice our memory. I will remember this mountain road after walking it once, trust me!"

Half an hour later, Ding Yuan: "Huh? It seems that I went wrong."

"Go south. You don't need to turn left on the path just now. Go straight down. When you see a locust tree, go around and go east." The voice of the boy on his back was extremely calm.

"You...do you remember?" After confirming one by one that it was correct, Ding Yuan said: "I think your memory is not bad, why don't you come and pay homage to my master and be my junior brother."

The person on the back did not speak.

When Ding Yuan looked back, the other party seemed to be too tired, sleeping soundly on his shoulder, and he could hear the sound of even breathing.

Ding Yuan's footsteps involuntarily eased down.

Time has passed for too long, there are countless nights in spring, summer, autumn and winter, and there is no difference.

And that dark, cold night has become extremely blurred in Ding Yuan's mind.He couldn't remember the mood of walking on the mountain road with a strange boy who met by chance on his back. Is it the spirit of youth?Is it a whim?I only remember the gurgling stream flowing in the silver wall of the month, I remember the magnificent Milky Way, I feel that the classic bridge sections have become ridiculous, I marvel at the mystery of fate and the coincidence of fate, and I remember that there is no hesitation in the footsteps on the long mountain road.

At dawn, he arrived at the town with the boy on his back.

The morning dew wet the clothes, and in the morning, it began to snow lightly.

The police station was right in front of him, and he said, "Go in quickly, I will guard outside."

"Let's meet again." The boy frowned at him.The stream water washed his face, he was clean, gentle, and not so handsome as a boy.

Ding Yuan was wearing a dirty ragged jacket and cotton trousers, grinning: "Of course, you are not a swallow, when spring comes, remember to fly back to see me."

"name."

Ding Yuan thought for a while, then said solemnly: "Sparrow God."

He watched the boy walk into the gate of the police station, and someone came out after a while.After waiting for a day and a night, a high-end car appeared at the gate of the police station.

He saw a few richly dressed middle-aged people getting out of the car, hugging the boy and crying bitterly.

He saw them change him into clean clothes, as if they would never have anything to do with him in his life.

Ding Yuan sighed: "It really looks like a swallow."

When the car was about to leave, the young man stood at the door of the car and hesitated to enter, looking left and right as if he was looking for something.

Ding Yuan looked at his broken shoes with his mouth open and his thumb showing, he hesitated for a while, but still didn't go out.

The car drove away, and occasionally someone passed by and looked at him in surprise.He smiled and reached out to catch a snowflake.

On the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month, with little snow, the streets were empty.Hao Meng met Mao Hu who came down the mountain to look for him.

Mao Hu narrowed his eyes and asked, "Where did you go?"

"A swallow was saved," he said.

"Where's the swallow?"

"It's flying away." He smiled openly, "Maybe it will come back in spring."