Attack is successful, the name is [traversing]

The jackdaws started up, and the flag with several big holes was waving in the wind, and a large black-brown patch that had fermented over time and couldn't tell whether it was oil or dust was tightly embedded on the door panel.Yan Tang squatted in front of the door and carefully sorted the leftovers in a big basin.

Red - can't have it, burner;

Green - chopped a little, you can eat;

White ones - bring some more, the dolls next door will eat this...  

"Hey, don't block the door, how can I do business!" The shopkeeper is an old man who is going to be rickety, with a goatee, and he looks very treacherous when he smiles. Didn't really get close.

But the three-year-old child, who is not as high as his knees, jumped up like a frightened grasshopper when he heard his words, and still firmly guarded the big basin with missing teeth in his hand, regardless of whether the basin was bigger than his two The faces add up to be bigger.He smiled naively, with timid gratitude in his eyes, and wobbled towards the alley at the door with the basin in his arms.

"The shopkeeper, just give it to him." Xiaoer's face was pained, at least these leftovers can be fed to pigs.

"What's the difference between giving to a beggar and giving to him?" The shopkeeper gave him a blank look.

"Isn't it still possible to feed some animals?" Xiaoer said dully.

"What were you doing when you were three years old, what? Do you think this brat is not as valuable as a beast?" Although the world is not easy, they are not so poor that they even care about leftovers. There is a baby girl in the little ghost's family, and his mother is a faulty one. Although he claims to have a heart as hard as a stone, the hardest is so hard that he can't see his pitiful expression.

"Beasts can still be eaten as meat. How can this kid be bitten twice? Look at the bones of his body, he is afraid to bite his teeth." Xiaoer muttered, shook the gray sweat towel, and buried his head back. hall.

The little boy didn't know anything about the small belly and small intestines in his stomach. He was crawling carefully through the broken fence at the door. The small courtyard was very dilapidated. An old well had already made a nest for weeds, and a few broken tiles and rubble , the place is so clean that it looks like it has been bandied about.

Xiaoyantang skillfully picked up a few broken tiles, and dexterously sneaked into the back of the house. This place is even more dilapidated. His mother never comes here twice a year. He set up a base here, next to a small firewood shed. He built a small stove with clods of earth, Xiaoyantang cleaned the broken tiles, scooped up water and poured it into the big basin he had picked out just now, and put the basin on the kang, he started to light the fire, with the broken tiles in his hand A few big blisters, but he won't burn himself anymore, he thinks he is pretty smart, at least much smarter than Li Erwa who still has a snotty nose in the next door.

His mother should still be sleeping, so he can go to the kitchen to steal a small spoon. Last time, he accidentally stepped on the spoon, and he blamed himself for it for a long time.But he just slipped through the crack of the door, and was horrified to find that his mother had woken up, and his whole body stiffened like a stone for a moment.

His mother with disheveled hair was awakened by his sister's crying, Xiao Yantang woke up when his mother picked up the cracked embroidered shoe on the ground, his mind went blank, and he subconsciously rushed over to snatch the swaddling baby on the table , he retreated into the firewood shed behind the house while his old mother was furiously cursing, and kicked over the brackets supporting the shed. He shrank in the corner and protected the swaddle in his arms with his body. The move was risky and forced, but miraculously, the little thing in his arms didn't hurt a single hair.

The instant the roof and pillars fell down, a narrow triangular space was formed, and the sunlight penetrated everywhere. Xiao Yantang's gaze fell through the floating dust in the sunlight and landed on the hand that was stretching hard towards him. That hand was dry and thin , with blue veins, Xiaoyantang couldn't remember how the owner of this hand was as gentle as water. He was very confused about what power made a person grow two faces.He listened to the woman's vulgar and mean scolding, and for a moment he didn't realize that that person was his mother. After all, in his short life, a mother meant pain. Although he was trembling with fear now, there was no disaster or pain. , How can I think of the word "mother".

The cloth bag in his arms could only make a soft cry. I really don't know how such a sound woke up his mother, whose nerves were as thin as a strand of hair.Xiaoyantang looked down at the girl who was much younger than him. He still remembered that she was wrinkled like a red-skinned monkey when she was born. It was unbelievably small. Such a small thing could actually be called, and it was actually connected with his blood.... It's his sister.His sister is so weak, it seems that the weak ones will die young without him, there is no part of her body that is not soft, softness means vulnerability, means needing to rely on, and he is her relying on, the world is so big, there is no one else.

This thought flashed across the sky, and for a moment he drew a huge amount of strength from the little thing in his arms, and his body stopped shaking. He kissed the crying baby and patted it clumsily. Her back, comforting in a low voice:

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..." He thought that crying was because of fear, because he had always been so afraid, but he was born more than her, and he found a way to resist fear for her first, he was born to protect her Yes, that young heart throbbed like a drum at this thought.

His mother finally got tired of scolding, and gave up the idea of ​​dragging out the two little bastards who were shrunk inside and didn't know if they were smashed to death.She originally had expectations for this piece of meat in her belly, but this expectation was completely wiped out when she saw her gender, and in the days when there was no news from the man after that, the expectation turned into disgust and hatred Well, she has to find something to hate, so that she can forgive her unfortunate self, and continue to linger on in a terrible life.

The sound outside the wood subsided, and after confirming again and again that the crisis was over, Xiao Yantang skillfully pushed aside the clump of thatch behind him, fresh air rushed in, and the intermittent sobbing in his arms seemed to have a little more force.He put his younger sister on the haystack, and pushed aside the firewood and grass covering the earthen stove. The location he chose to set up the earthen stove was ingenious, so that it could not be buried deeply by the firewood shed, and could also avoid his mother's sight. But because he has no awareness of fire prevention, the whole shed can still maintain a pleasant temperature. It must be said that his lucky star is shining, and the flames seem to treat him very favorably.

He hastily scooped out the upper layer of ash-smeared paste, and in the basin was a bunch of colorful and unidentifiable paste, emitting bursts of fragrance. He looked at the paste thrown on the ground with some pity, but he was still cruel, and put the second He puts the paste with a little dust in his stomach, and then feeds the bottom clean paste to his sister.

He became a half-baby dad without a teacher. He was busy all day, going to the inn to beg for some food, avoiding his mother's whim and beating, and hiding his little sister from dogs. Or his mother took it.He could see that the smiley waiter had a much worse attitude towards him than the shopkeeper with a stern face all day long. In order to add some value to himself, he offered to help clean the tables and move the stools in the inn while begging. Xiaoer came down to see that his complexion was even worse, but the shopkeeper's expression eased a lot.

He doesn't need wages, he only needs to order leftovers, not to mention that he is still so young, too small... The shopkeeper sighed silently, and his attitude towards Xiaoyantang was quite indulgent.

Xiaoyantang is self-taught and also has the great human skill of making progress. He stayed in the inn with a complicated source of tourists for a year, and found that the strength of the second brother is only strong on the outside, but in fact he is a mess in his stomach. But the shopkeeper is different, even though he doesn’t speak half as much as Xiao Er in a day, but he is different. Xiaoyantang found that the biggest difference is that the shopkeeper is literate.

Literacy and illiteracy separated two worlds, and finally one day Xiao Yantang asked the old shopkeeper with a shy face and said that he could help him more. The symbol is the ink marks accidentally rubbed on by the shopkeeper at the corners, and there are still some with noses and eyes. It seems that he went down to do his homework, but I don't know when this kid read the account books.

The old shopkeeper looked at him reservedly, thought for a moment and agreed.Firstly, he is old and dim-sighted, and he has not been doing this business for long, and secondly, this brat has been with him for such a long time, and he knows the basics, not to mention, what's the big deal if he just recognizes these two words?

In this way, Xiaoer looked at Xiaoyantang even more displeased. He had already seen that this brat was a tough and soft person. This kind of temper was obviously not promising at all. How could he still stay here for so long with the cheek? After begging the old shopkeeper to teach him how to keep accounts, Xiao Er suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

Xiaoyantang also knows that he is soft-tempered, but he is not big-hearted. After packing up a bunch of trivial things all day long, he has no space to meddle in these nosy things, so he will be scolded and kicked twice, and he can't die. That's it.He "fights wits and courage" with his mother every day, worries about his sister's rations every day, and devotes all his energy to learning and being a man.

He knew that there was an old boy in the west who opened the only private school in the whole village. Anyone who ate meat at home would send their children there, but they lived on the crumbs that fell from other people's mouths. Xiao Yantang thinks that going to a private school is a sin even thinking about it.Therefore, the shopkeeper who agreed to teach him to read two characters was the best person in the world after his sister.

Although literacy has allowed him to see a glimmer of light in life, every morning when Xiaoyantang wakes up, he feels his chest is heavy, with his sister who can't speak by his side, and their mother who is always crazy and crazy across the door, thinking about today With daily necessities, bullying, beating and scolding, he felt a little overwhelmed.At that time, he hadn't defined the heavy things on his chest. It wasn't until a few years later that he was displaced, and the heaviness had not been reduced at all. At that time, he was in a trance.

He carried a mountain on his back and turned it over again and again. Such mechanical and labor-intensive actions are called living. Everyone, good or bad, has to live a life if he has breath.

But one day he couldn't take care of all these things, his sister called him, and the first meaningful word she uttered after she was born was "brother", Xiao Yantang trembled all over, staring blankly. The little girl, the soy-like tears fell as soon as she said it, and he, who had been beaten to the skin and bruises before, and his eyes were not red a few times, said in a voice almost frightened:

"Call again."

"Brother!" The voice was loud and crisp, with giggling sounds, he threw himself into Xiaoyantang's arms, Xiaoyantang hurriedly caught her, and the two of them rolled into a ball in the haystack. At that time, he secretly swore, over and over again, to give her His sister has everything she wants and protects her until death.

In fact, it’s not unusual for his sister to be able to call him. You only repeat one word to a drooling milk baby every day, and when she speaks the first sentence, you can see if it is the word you said.But Xiao Yantang doesn't care about these things at all, he firmly believes in his heart that the most important thing in the world to him is his sister and nothing else, and his sister must also think the same way.

Xiaoyantang didn't go to private school, of course he couldn't afford it.But he found another job to fill his growing appetite because of his long head. Although every time he was hungry and his stomach cramped, he never thought of grabbing food from his own sister. He protected her and taught her She, in the most primitive and simple way, bears the brunt of how to avoid her mother's pursuit.

He waited until his younger sister, who was as agile as a monkey, was able to get under the cupboard skillfully and hide in a place out of his mother's reach, before he relaxed and went out to look for food and find work.

When he was groping for melons in the field, he met a little fat man from Zhang Butcher's family. He used to have fantasies about being friends with him, but he stopped after his younger sister was born. Now that they met in the same melon field, he couldn't help but feel that he hadn't been with him before. It's a good thing to be friends. Those who cherish blessings and those who don't cherish blessings have always lived in two worlds. He is obviously the former, while Zhang Xiaopang is obviously the latter.He pursed his lips and turned his back, struggling to hold out the watermelon that was thicker than him, and then gave Zhang Xiaopang a vigilant look: We are both walking on the same road, so don't betray anyone!

He thought that this look understood each other, but who knew that Fatty Zhang, who didn't have long eyes, would chase after him, and shouted at him:

"Dog eggs!"

Xiaoyantang really wanted to smear his face with the watermelon in his hand.

"If you dare to sue me for stealing melons, I'll tell Aunt Zhang that you ran away from private school!" He is soft-tempered, but the bottom line of principle cannot be compromised. It is about food, and that is the bottom line that cannot be compromised.

Running away from private school is much more serious than stealing melons, at least Fatty Zhang thought so.So he turned pale with shock, and then revealed a wretched flattering smile:

"Puppy egg..."

Xiaoyantang felt that there was no need to tell this fat man whose brain was so full of melons his precious name, so he hugged the watermelon that was as big as a ball and carried it out, his bare calves were covered with mud spots, and he was getting more and more The mud spots became more and more dense during the intensive steps, the tip of the nose was filled with the fragrance of grass and trees, and the heavy weight in his hand made him very pleased. He didn't want to pay any attention to this little fat man who ran away from his private school without knowing what to do.

"Dog, dog! Don't you like to write?!" Zhang Xiaopang caught up with a speed that didn't match his figure, with a flattering smile on his face. He saw this little dog keep drawing pictures on the ground a few days ago. What.

Xiaoyantang stopped and turned to look at him.

Both the buyer and the seller are willing, Zhang Xiaopang exchanged a lunch with meat in exchange for Xiaoyantang to copy the books and do his homework for him.

"Brother will protect you from now on!" Zhang Xiaopang patted Xiaoyantang's shoulder vigorously, saying that he was so proud and excited that he got rid of that limp brush. Who could have such wisdom and such a young man? Just know to find the shooter.He wasn't worried at all that Goudan's handwriting was different from his own, since he was also a dog, and the world was a family of dogs, even if the Great Sage had a sharp eye, he wouldn't be able to tell the difference between these big-fart doll ghosts that were drawn like magic talismans.

Who would have thought that he would actually take away the melon that Xiao Yantang was holding with great difficulty, he retracted his hand embarrassingly, and looked at his new shooter cautiously, for fear that the business just now would go bad, and his little shooter also has this worry , so instead of blaming him, he bent down and picked up the watermelon by himself, keeping a stern face and not saying a word, for fear of any expression that would misunderstand the "gold master".

An expressionless face is the biggest misunderstanding, Zhang Xiaopang's stomach started to tremble with worry, he hesitated and said:

"This one is open, how about I find another one for you?"

How can the "gold master" work?Xiaoyantang shook his head with a straight face, trying to express his seriousness.

Who would have thought that as soon as he shook his head, Zhang Xiaopang went back into the melon field without touching the ground, and after touching for a long time, before he could find anything, he heard Lao Yuan yelling in a rough voice:

"Two little thieves! Come back!"

The expressions of the two of them changed drastically, Xiao Yantang ran away holding the watermelon that had opened up, while running, he turned his head to see if his "golden master" had run away too, Zhang Xiaopang burst into tears when he saw his expression moved , panting while not forgetting to boast:

"Good brother.. good... brother..."

The pillows that were put together when sleepy made the lives of the two brothers and sisters a lot easier. When Xiao Yantang was seven years old, he could already help Zhang Xiaopang write decent fonts. If it doesn't work, he can follow Zhang Xiaopang to the private school for a class or two. Anyway, squatting outside is no different from a sparrow on a tree.

I have to go to the inn to run errands on weekdays, and occasionally pick up some rags to make things for my sister, and his sister can already run around in the field. In fact, everyone in the village is quite surprised that these two brothers and sisters can grow so big. I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse to have such an advantage in my childhood.But even if Xiaoyantang gets up early and stays late every day, and is free from illness and pain on weekdays, twelve hours a day can't wait to be squeezed into 24 hours, it can't bear the nutrition that the two of them need to grow up, a penny is hard for a hero, let alone They didn't even see the threshold of a hero.

His mother is getting more and more crazy, and sometimes she even robs his sister for food, so now he has to take care of his mother in addition to the rations of their brothers and sisters. He knows that she has some jewelry that can be sold for money, but those jewelry are taken by him. The crazy lady hid herself like a lifeline.In desperation, he decided to take a risk.

Some strong men in the village would go to the mountains together every now and then. Xiao Yantang later found out that they went to the mountains to hunt or dig medicinal materials, and they could feed their family of three for a long time. He was greedy a year or two ago.He is seven years old, and his figure is trotting fast. Compared with the stupid boy who is still rubbing his nose in the arms of his parents, he considers himself an adult. He comforts his younger sister who is less than four years old, and carries a small bamboo basket Follow the men into the mountains.

It's not a good thing to be followed by such a small tail. The men threatened him that there were big bugs in the mountains, and they were specially catching little ghosts like him to eat. Xiao Yantang looked up innocently:

"Being eaten by a tiger is death, and starving to death at home is also death. Since they are all dead, it is better to die than my sister."

An Orion sighed and knelt down, stroking Xiaoyantang's head:

"What about your mother?" He choked after finishing speaking, everyone knew what was going on in this family.Sure enough, Xiaoyantang fell silent, and tightened his grip on the bamboo basket.He spent seven years constructing a scribbled equation in his mind, with "mother" drawn on one end and "pain" drawn on the other.

He fell to his knees with a plop, begging plaintively:

"I won't hold you back, I'll just follow you, don't care if I can keep up, I don't ask for prey, I just want to dig some herbs for food. If anything happens to me, you don't have to save me, just take me Just exchange the medicinal materials I dug for some food for my sister to live on!" He kowtowed, his voice earnest, he knew that this trick was also a threat, and he had learned a lot from heresy over the years, pretending to be pitiful and arrogant, he can do everything he can to bully the weak and fear the strong Well, at such a young age, he doesn't have the concept of dignity at all, but he instinctively doesn't want his sister to see him like this.

When he dreamed back in the middle of the night, he would also be awakened by the copy of "The Way of University is Ming Mingde" that he had copied several times. I don't know what this vague "virtue and kindness" is, no matter what it is, it must have nothing to do with his current behavior.He swallowed vaguely shame, and knocked his head loudly.

No one can stop him, who can break the baby's legs so that he can't keep up? How difficult it is to be alive.

The first time I entered the mountain, there was no surprise or danger. Xiao Yantang got the sweetness, so there was a second time and a third time.It is true that there are big worms in the mountains, but big worms are not so common, but there are quite a lot of snakes, insects, rats and ants, and some ferocious beasts have been encountered several times. .

Just when he thought that life was going on a smooth road, Xiao Yantang also had some time to think about other things. His sister didn't have a name yet, which kept making him feel like a thorn in his throat. He was thinking about him every step of the way. What is your sister's name?

Years later, when Xiao Yanwei asked her about the origin of her name, Qi Yantang, who had become a general, pinched her face and said with a laugh:

"That's not when the weeds grew like wild grasses. I thought you could feed yourself better, so I gave you this name." He was right. He carried Bai Wei in his pocket at all times, and chewed it up when he was injured. In the early summer, the weeds and grass were desolate, and the small pink and purple flowers were all over the mountains and plains. He thought that if his sister had this kind of energy, no matter how difficult the life was, she would not be unable to survive.

He was full of enthusiasm to give her a name, as if Xiao Wei'er would be as prosperous as the weeds and wild flowers all over the mountains and plains in the future, but he didn't want to reveal to the village that he had been copying books for Zhang Xiaopang for several years.

It’s also because of his extraordinary talent, his handwriting is getting better and better, the old boy who was holding his horse’s face all day couldn’t help but praise twice, these two praises made Zhang Xiaopang’s mother soaring to the sky, Saying to everyone:

"My Da Niu, he is really stupid. Apart from this handwriting, he can't even memorize a poem. If it weren't for his good handwriting, I would definitely beat his ass to bloom! Mr. Yuan said Well, if this kid doesn't pass the exam, he can still sell calligraphy for a living in the future, look at what he said, what can he do with selling calligraphy? He can't even get a job if he doesn't have any fame!"

Zhang Xiaopang was so ashamed, although he couldn't see his thick flesh, but his mother boasted more and more, as if Zhang Xiaopang could really be admitted to fame and glory, so that everyone in the village knew Zhang Butcher The family wants to produce a Wenqu star.

The so-called celebrity is envied by others, not to mention the half bottle of water in his house is buzzing.So when the Dongchuang incident happened, the scene was extraordinarily exciting, and the handwriting was not written by Zhang Xiaopang himself!Aunt Zhang's face turned green, white, and green again. Looking at the villagers' eyes watching jokes, she almost fainted from being blocked. She immediately twisted Zhang Xiaopang's ears and came to Xiaoyantang's house. Xiaoyantang followed him out hunting and hadn't returned yet , there is only a yellow-haired girl and a skinny crazy woman in the family.

The crazy girls naturally ignored Aunt Zhang's crying and scolding. She pointed at Sang and scolded Huai for throwing off her arms and crying for a long time without getting the response she wanted.The women in the village all have a loud voice, and they can spread from the village to the village by opening their voices. The words of cursing can make the girls who have not left the boudoir hang themselves in shame and anger. Xiao Yanwei has never been raised in the boudoir since she was a child. What does the word "unworthy of shame and indignation" mean, but she understood that the person she was scolding was actually her brother. She ran out of the room and scolded back in a high-pitched childish voice:

"Don't scold my brother, you fat woman!"

Aunt Zhang's eyes widened. She didn't expect that the girl who hadn't even grown her hair was fighting her. Seeing more and more people gathered around her, she trembled with anger:

"The big one is a thief, and the young one is a rotten mouth. Is there any reason for this? My big cow should be bullied like this and can't ask for justice?"

"You are the thief, your whole family are thieves, pig spirits have become thieves!" Looking at the big and round appearance of the family of three, someone couldn't hold back their laughter.

Aunt Zhang let go of Zhang Daniu's ears angrily, and raised her fist to chase Xiao Yanwei. This little girl took out her mother's kung fu to avoid Aunt Zhang. Naturally, Aunt Zhang ran so panting that she didn't catch a hair. , indiscriminately speaking angrily:

"You two are nothing. You eat the village clothes and wear the village clothes. You two little beggars rewarded you because of your pity. Now you are rewarding us like this?! The sage said... so what, you don't want to eat... Do you understand, do you understand what it means to eat? It’s what we chewed and discarded and spit it out to you! You two are like bedbugs, and you’re still scolding my old lady!”

Xiao Yanwei stopped and picked up a stone and threw it at it, crying and cursing with red eyes:

"Don't scold my brother, you bloody fat woman!" These cursing words are presumably heard by her neighbors, but she doesn't have much contact with the outside world, and she is a little poor after scolding, so she can only repeat what she just scolded language.

After Xiaoyantang came back, he saw the scene of jumping around, seeing Zhang Xiaopang's begging eyes, he ignored it, squeezed into the crowd, picked up Xiaoyanwei, and carried Aunt Zhang's flying punch for her, he was bored With a snort, he wiped away the tears from the corners of his sister's eyes, and looked at the shameless old lady with a sullen face.

"You can come to me if you have anything to do. My younger sister is young and ignorant. If you say something wrong or do something wrong, it doesn't matter if you give me a verbal lesson. If you want to do something, you should come to me. It's me, the elder brother, who didn't teach well. "

After he finished speaking, he took a deep breath, apologized without asking why, and walked to the backyard with his sister on his back. There could be any reason, but it's nothing serious.

The two huddled in the firewood shed, the little girl touched her brother's back, and asked in a soft voice:

"Does it hurt, brother?"

Xiaoyantang shook his head.

The little girl withered, buried her head in his chest, and asked in a muffled voice:

"Brother, what does it mean to eat?" She didn't believe the words of that fat woman.

Xiaoyantang was shocked, his eyes were wide open, he gritted his teeth and didn't answer for a long time.

"elder brother?"

"It's just... It's a gift from heaven and earth. All living beings eat a mouthful of food, and what they eat is the charity of heaven and earth."

"Oh..." The answer didn't seem to suit the little girl very well, but she was sensible and didn't ask any further questions.

Xiaoyantang hastily changed the topic and said with a smile:

"To tell you a good thing, I named you."

The little girl's eyes lit up, and she looked up at him longingly.

"My name is Wei'er, you are my younger sister, and your name is Yanwei."

"Wei'er...Wei'er...What is Wei'?" A little thing with a strong thirst for knowledge.

"Wei is a kind of flower and plant, very beautiful."

Xiao Yanwei directly omitted the word "grass", and when she heard that it was Hua Ming, she suddenly forgot the unhappy things just now, and rolled in Xiao Yantang's arms laughing.

"It's nice to hear, my name is Yan Wei, and I'm Yan Tang's younger sister!" From then on, she had an identity in the world.

Xiaoyantang looked at her with a smile, her smile was like a flower blooming in May, he swore that one day she would be the only one who would not let her suffer from this kind of food. , Said some sour words that did not hurt my waist.