Young rich peasants

Fukang woke up from a headache, opened his eyes, his eyes were full of withered and yellow leaves.Sitting up shivering, it was too cold.He sat against the wind for a long time before slowly recovering...he seemed to be dead.

It seemed that a girl fell in love with him, but the boy who looked the kindest had a crush on that girl for a long time, so he pushed him down the stairs viciously out of jealousy.

He touched his neck, which still seemed to hurt.And this kind of touching also made him feel strange.Strangely, he turned the palm of his hand and the back of his hand back and forth twice, and his hand seemed to be a little smaller, as dirty as if it had been scooped out of soot.

He quickly stood up, and walked towards a small river next to him with soft legs. A familiar face was reflected on the surface of the river—it was his appearance three years ago when he was twelve or thirteen years old.There was not enough food and clothing in the orphanage, so he wore a pair of patched underpants all day long to mend clothes for other children in the orphanage.That's how he looked back then, as thin as a monkey. Although he didn't grow much taller after he got bigger, his face was at least a bit longer.

Fukang was immediately confused. Is he dead or not?Why is it getting smaller?

He really had no idea. He staggered along the river, not knowing when it would end, so he just kept going.After walking for more than an hour, he was too tired to take another step, and suddenly tripped over some grass, and before he fell to the ground, his eyes were blackened and he passed out.

When he woke up again, he was lying on a soft and comfortable bed, with fiery red quilt covers, carved bedposts, and even the curtains were fiery red.Before he could sit up, a slightly fat man in ancient costume came over, his lips were flushed red, and asked, "Are you awake? Tell me your name?"

Fukang didn't react for a while, but just looked at the lotus-colored flower-shaped birthmark on the side of the man's neck.The man smacked his mouth, turned around and yelled: "What are you doing! You picked up a dumb fool, how do you tell me to explain to the head of the Lei family?"

The strong man leaned over, with a gloomy expression, and he pinched Fukang's waist.Fukang's tears fell, and the position happened to be connected to the painful tendon, which was excruciatingly painful.

But since he was a child, he didn't know how to speak up, so he didn't shout out.The brawny man became more and more gloomy, "Damn, you are really dumb. You don't have to pick the matchmaker. After the people in the court leaked the news, who's little brother was snatched away? The rest of the crooked You may not dare to send melon cracked dates to the Lei family."

The man known as the matchmaker was so angry that he slapped himself with his hands a few times, "No matter how you say it, you can't even find a similar one, you can do it with this worthless one! "

"Let me be honest, don't talk to Lei's family. In this ten-mile radius, who doesn't know the troubles of Lei's family? Who is this marriage to... You know it all. Although my little brother Can't compare to rich and noble families, at least they are innocent and upright, who wants to send a good-looking person to suffer there if he doesn't marry?"

The words made sense, half of the matchmaker's anger disappeared, and the strong man continued: "And look at this little guy, he is skinny, but he looks passable anyway, he doesn't lack any arms or legs, help him Dress up and take it out to be considered decent. He is good at being dumb, so you don't have to make a fuss."

"But no matter how you look at it, you are an idiot..." The matchmaker loosened up, and the strong man's face turned cloudy, and he leaned closer and whispered: "It's better to be a fool. Think about the one in the main house of Lei's house. Is it good to see the piercing in your own eyes? If you send a fool there, maybe it will flatter his heart, and you will get more rewards."

The matchmaker's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands in response, "You're right! Why did I forget this level of truth. You did a good job this time, and I'll settle the bill for you later."

The brawny man thanked him repeatedly, and the matchmaker glanced at Fukang, and led them out.

After Fukang listened to all this in a daze, he became even more confused.Maybe it was because he heard voices and became popular, but his initial fear gradually disappeared, leaving only the daze and confusion that he couldn't turn around.

Before he could think about it, someone came into the room again. It looked like an older man, with a slender figure, wearing plain clothes, also in the style of ancient costumes, and there was a birthmark on the side of his neck.

A few teenagers followed, carrying a large wooden basin, and someone else carried a steaming wooden barrel.After closing the door, the man came over and hugged Fukang, Fukang hurriedly grabbed his clothes for fear of falling to the ground.The man laughed softly, put him into the tub, and the others poured all the slightly scalding hot water into it.

The man coaxed gently: "Good boy, you can get married only after you wash yourself clean."

get married?Fukang became more and more at a loss. He wanted to ask questions, but found that he couldn't make a sound.In a hurry, he grabbed the man's sleeve directly, with an indescribable anxiety in his eyes.

The man seemed to have the best temper, and he didn't get angry when half of his sleeve was wet. He added a small dish of powder to the water, stirred it evenly with a handkerchief, and applied it on Fukang's body.The faint scent of flowers spread out, and the dirt on Fukang's body was also wiped off.

The man patted him on the head and said, "Don't be afraid, Lei's family is one of the largest families in the county. It has been a prosperous business for several years, and life is booming. You must live a good life when you marry in. Don't be afraid, ah, don't trouble everyone."

It doesn't matter if you say it or not, Fukang still doesn't know why a boy like him uses the word "married", let alone what is going on with these ancient costumes like TV dramas.As soon as he thought about something, he was so focused that he didn't even know that the man picked him up to let other teenagers come in to change the water.

After taking a shower, the man put him in a plain red robe with no pattern.He coiled up his waist-length hair at some point, and put on a reddish-brown wooden hairpin. The hairpin was also plain and clean, without any fancy patterns.

Sitting in front of the bronze mirror, Fukang found that he had a lotus-colored birthmark on the side of his neck.He touched it and found it strange, but he didn't think deeply about it.

The man smiled and said: "Every little brother has a birthmark. Everyone wants a golden one, but you see, most of them are ordinary lotus color. Don't even think about it, we don't have that fate."

Fukang listened quietly, half knowing.The way he was holding back the question and thinking hard in his stomach seemed cute.

"Okay, come with me." The man took his hand and walked out, "Can you walk by yourself?"

Fukang nodded, the man slowed down and walked out of the house with him.

The sun was shining brightly outside, Fukang remembered that it was still noon when he was by the river, and he had already slept all night.What they were walking was the corridor on the second floor of a wooden house. After going down, there was a lobby with a large plaque. There was also a blanket on the floor, which was very soft and comfortable to step on.

The matchmaker stood outside the door, with two sedan chairs parked beside him.The man took him out, into one of the ceilings, and closed the small wooden door.Fukang heard the sound of the lock being locked, and he leaned against the small window, and the man went in without looking back.

Hearing a shout from the bearer, the sedan chair shook twice and was lifted up. Fukang quickly grabbed the window frame, and his heart began to sway left and right along with the sedan chair, and he couldn't return to the place where it should be placed.

Fukang has been a timid person since he was a child, and he is not a smart child.This is no wonder to him, he has had a problem since he was a child, and the dean said that he is autistic. When he gets sick, he only knows how to knead cloth balls, does not eat, drink or sleep, and does not leave the room for several days.His brain may be wrong because of this problem.

So, he didn't realize that something was wrong until now.The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and the dark shadow in the sedan chair pressed down on him like a ghost. He kicked the door with his feet and screamed with all his strength.But he couldn't make a sound, and was so anxious that he was sweating, so he had to kick the door harder and harder.

The bearer knew the movement immediately, put down the sedan chair, and called the person in front to stop.

The matchmaker cursed angrily, opened the small door, and Fukang rushed out like a little beast, almost knocking him over.But he was caught by the bearer before he ran a few steps away.The matchmaker is also good enough, pinching at the place covered by the clothes, "I'm going to die, even a fool will rebel against me! Huh? Let you run! Let you run!"

Fukang cried and dodged, the pain was too great, and he waved his fist to push people back.But what is his stature now?A scrawny child, two arms together are not as thick as a finger.It made the matchmaker even more angry, and he started to fight hard.

Fukang fled to the side several times, but was surrounded by bearers, like chasing chickens.In the end, he had no choice but to squat down with his head in his arms, and he was carried back into the sedan chair when the matchmaker's anger subsided.This time, even the only small wooden window was locked.

Even if he was kept in the dark about what happened afterwards, he was not released at night.Only someone threw him a cold steamed bun through the small window.The steamed bun hit his head and fell to the ground again. He picked it up and blew off the dust without hesitation, and gnawed on it bit by bit.

The steamed bun delivery man stopped a few steps away, "Hey, Xiao Li, are you guarding the door again tonight?"

The footsteps of another person approached, and he replied: "Isn't it, the child of the old Xu's family has a fever, and I will help to help. What's the matter with this sedan chair?"

The man who delivered the steamed buns sneered and said, "What else is there, isn't it just a marriage for that broom star?"

The man said awkwardly: "Is that so... Isn't that kid only 15 years old? It stands to reason that you can only marry the main wife after the [-]th birthday. There are many people who get married after the [-]th coming-of-age ceremony later."

The man who delivered the steamed buns said: "Xiao Li, how long have you been out of the street? The news of the imperial court's leak has spread all over the streets and alleys. Didn't the plague kill many people in the early years? Boys who are sixteen will be rewarded for marrying the main house. For ordinary people, some silver taels are enough to be happy. But our Lei family is different from those ordinary families. .”

Xiao Li wondered, "This... I still don't understand."

The man who delivered the steamed buns said angrily: "You are really dull, is there anyone in Lei's family who is not married? The two sons of the main house owner have already done the good things, isn't there only the broom star left. My main house, Ada, is really kind-hearted and can accommodate those two sluts to live in Lei's house. Now it's time for them to repay. The county magistrate said that even if the broom star just got a new baby, he would be happy. Give us the land."

Xiao Li was stunned, and asked again, "Is the land allocated to that kid or the head of the Lei family?"

The man who delivered the steamed buns said: "The boy's life is all donated by the head of the family and the main house, Ada, how can they be hypocritical!"

Fukang heard this small talk, the wooden window was lifted suddenly, the lantern and a face approached, "He is too big for a new baby." The voice was that of Xiao Li.

The wooden window was pushed down by another person and locked, "The broom is already fifteen years old. If you find someone who has not been weaned for him, you don't know when you will be able to consummate the house. The consummation ceremony was performed as soon as possible. It’s safe to be a bag, and there’s no big rule that new babies are not allowed to be older than ten years old, just look about the same. Let’s go, don’t gather here, I’m just here to deliver a meal. You should go to work quickly. "

As the voices faded away, Fukang was still slowly gnawing on the unpalatable steamed bun, his body trembling a little.

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The author has something to say: January 2013, 1: Unified modification of titles.