A certain attack stole the cabbage from Tiandi's house

Liu Erya followed Li Xuehan's gaze, and saw a man in his twenties striding towards Li Xuehan.The man looks ordinary, with a square face, wearing a moon-white robe, half-tied long hair, and a crescent-shaped wooden stick stuck on top of his head.

After being yelled at by the man, the children surrounding Li Xuehan immediately ran away, and even turned around to make faces at him from a distance.The man squatted in front of Li Xuehan and asked, "Why is Xiaohan kneeling again?"

The man was born with a loud voice, so not only Li Xuehan was taken aback by the greeting at such a close distance, but even Liu Erya who was beside him also jumped.If there are people passing by who don't understand Chinese, they will definitely think that Li Xuehan was taught a lesson by the man in front of him.

Although the man looks violent on the surface, he is actually very gentle on the inside.While checking Li Xuehan for any injuries, he said, "Next time you go out, uncle will accompany you! If these stinky kids come to bully you again, uncle will definitely teach them a lesson!"

Li Xuehan raised his eyes and whispered, "Uncle Qing, they didn't bully me, please don't teach them a lesson."

Uncle Qing picked Li Xuehan in his arms, and he was talking about something as he walked.Liu Erya could not hear clearly at this time, the sycamore tree backed up, and the fallen leaves were torn in half under her feet, a strong wind hit, Liu Erya was caught off guard, and fell directly on a sandy ground, with several hens clucking beside her screaming.

Liu Erya looked up, and in front of her was a small courtyard of a wooden house, and the golden sunset illuminated the thatch on the roof like golden.A woman around came out from the main room, and seeing Uncle Qing coming back with Li Xuehan in his arms, she hurried up to greet her, saluted respectfully, and said, "Mr. Qingfeng."

Qingfeng's sonorous voice said: "Just now this kid was bullied by some stinky kids again, how could you let him go to such a remote place by himself?"

The voice was so loud that a passing daughter-in-law next door poked her head slightly, wanting to gossip about whether the Zhong family owed money, but was dragged away by another passing aunt.A man in bamboo green clothes came out from the room, smiled and said, "It's Brother Qingfeng." He saluted, "Zhong Xia went to the market to sell pickles in the morning, and Xuehan didn't tell us when he went out. It caused me to search all over the street, and it scared me... hey, it’s okay, it’s okay, I’m back.”

Li Xuehan lowered her head, walked up to the man, and said guiltily, "I'm sorry godfather, I made godfather worry."

Godfather Zhong Yuan patted his head, smiled, and said, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back."

Qingfeng exchanged a few words with the Zhong family couple, bought ten jars of pickled vegetables along the way, paid ten taels of silver, and refused to give change, saying it was for alimony.The three of you pushed and rejected me several times, and the Zhong family finally had to accept the money.

Liu Erya followed Nangong Ling into the side cabin.The small hall is simple and clean. There is a wooden vase on the square dining table, and a pink cherry blossom is inserted in the vase.There is a small room on the left that is blocked by a white curtain, and in the kitchen on the right, Li Xuehan is not sure what he is cooking with the breeze, only the sound of kitchen knives rattling on the chopping board can be heard.

Liu Erya walked to the bamboo couch by the window, and the setting sun shone through the window, dyeing Nangong Ling's snow-white robe red, as if covering him in a golden glow, as dazzling as jade.

Liu Erya sat on the edge of the bamboo couch, and Nangong Ling sat on the other side, with a green bamboo kang table in between.Nangong Ling put his hands on the Kang table, and leaned back leisurely with his head propped up.

The white porcelain teapot on the kang table reflected the dazzling golden light, and the three white porcelain teacups were covered upside down, as if no one had used them for a long time, but they were spotless.Looking at the white wooden floor under her feet, Liu Erya felt that the people who cleaned it were very careful, and the people in the house also loved to keep it clean.

A black rooster clucked to the edge of the threshold and pecked, clucked to the left, and returned to the flock while pecking.Liu Erya watched the sun gradually set, feeling a little restless, wondering how long this dream will last, and when will he wake up?

Nangong Ling next to him remained motionless and maintained the posture just now. There was a loud voice from Qingfeng in the kitchen, and occasionally the voice of hahaha was as loud as thunder, but Nangong Ling didn't respond in any way.Liu Erya thought he had fallen asleep, so she got up cautiously and looked around, and when she met those eyes with knives, she immediately sat back obediently.

Seeing that he was not asleep, Liu Erya took a breath, intending to ask the question in her heart.After a while, he asked, "Where is this place? Do you know that kid named Xuehan?"

Nangong Ling Youyou gave a "hmm" and said, "I don't know."

Liu Erya let out an "oh", and Nangong Ling asked, "How do you fall into a dream?"

This time it was Liu Erya who said "I don't know".Liu Erya said: "Asleep, fell asleep, thought I woke up, but came into a dream. This...is called falling into a dream? Isn't this the same as dreaming?"

Nangong Ling fell silent again.

The hen laid eggs and hatched the eggs, and the chicks hatched out. Qingfeng taught Li Xuehan to read and write at the square table in the hall, and occasionally heard him talk about interesting stories with Li Xuehan's father when they were young.Talking, talking, a year has passed.

Qingfeng took Li Xuehan with her for a year, and finally couldn't hold back her desire to travel around the world, so she decided to travel.Before leaving, Qingfeng gave Zhong Yuan 3000 taels of silver, and asked Zhong Xia to take good care of Li Xuehan and teach him to read well.

After explaining, Li Xuehan and the Zhong family couple waved goodbye to him, and said "goodbye" every foot in the windy and thunderous voice, until it disappeared at the end of sight.

Qingfeng didn't know the character of Li Xuehan's godfather Zhong Yuan, but felt that the Zhong family and his wife cared for Li Xuehan and would definitely take good care of Li Xuehan, so after he gave Zhong Yuan 3000 taels of silver, he felt relieved After going wandering around the world, I am not at all worried that something will happen to Li Xuehan.

But I don't think that Zhong Yuan is a person who is greedy for fame and fortune.

Liu Erya and Nangong Ling have been watching Zhong Yuan's every move by his side.Day after day, I watched Zhong Yuan use the 3000 taels that Qingfeng gave him to buy one after another brocade clothes, rent a luxury carriage, and go up to the Xichun Tower, the most famous place for fireworks in Taozhou every day. , Hanging out with a group of rich kids.Zhong Yuan claimed to be a wealthy businessman from Xining, in order to prove that he was rich, and to make friends with wealthy brothers, he lavishly and generously invited this group of friends to eat and drink for a few days.

One day, a rich second-generation rich man surnamed Chen laughed and said, "Zhong Yuan, you can really pretend. The Zhong family in Xining has already been defeated. You are a pauper who can't even lay an egg. You are also worthy of my fellow masters." Dude? Hahaha, how ridiculous!"

Zhong Yuan became angry on the spot and injured the rich second generation surnamed Chen, which caused his father, the Patriarch of the Chen family, to sue Zhong Yuan to the yamen by taking advantage of his family's power in Taozhou.Not only did Zhong Yuan suffer thirty slaps, but his family property was confiscated, the chickens raised in the family were also taken away by the yamen servants, and even the side room where Li Xuehan lived was swept away.In the whole courtyard, there is only one place of vegetables left.

From that day on, Zhong Xia went to the market every day from dawn to dusk to sell pickles, and all the money he earned was used by the disgraced Zhong Yuan to buy wine to relieve his worries.Zhong Yuan was either yelling and shouting after drinking every day, or ran to the side room in a drunken frenzy to beat and kick the innocent Li Xuehan.Zhong Xia knelt at his feet, holding Li Xuehan in his arms, crying and begging, but Zhong Yuan didn't see any remorse, instead he became more and more addicted to beating, kicking the door every day when he went crazy, Zhong Xia had no choice but to send Li Xuehan away. Go outside and wait for Zhong Yuan to fall asleep before letting him come back.

Liu Erya looked at Li Xuehan who was squatting by the dark stream from a distance, and felt an inexplicable pain in her heart.

The family's economy was in decline, and the money Zhong Xia earned from selling pickles was not enough for Zhong Yuan to buy wine and drink. The family of three could only eat sweet potatoes and rapeseed grown by themselves for three meals a day. They couldn't even afford the cheapest flour at that time, and they were hungry every day. His face became yellow and thin, and Zhong Xia finally fell ill in bed.

Ten-year-old Li Xuehan started to drop out of school, and turned to cleaning in the school, mopping the floor and copying books.After copying the book, he went to the Yejia noodle restaurant near the academy to wash the dishes, and while earning money for Zhong Yuan's wine, he also earned medical expenses for Zhong Xia, so that Zhong Xia could seek medical treatment early.

With Li Xuehan's hard work, after several months, he finally got enough money to hire a doctor.After seeing the doctor, Zhong Xia took the medicine and recuperated at home for a few days. The job of selling pickles could only be done by Li Xuehan.

It has been raining heavily for the past few days. Li Xuehan, leaning on a cane and carrying a bamboo basket, braved the heavy rain and sold pickles door-to-door in Qingshui Town, Taozhou.On a rainy day, the knocking on the door is covered by the pattering rain, and the residents cannot hear the cries outside. Even if they hear it, no one is willing to open the door to buy pickles in the heavy rain.

Li Xuehan walked ten streets, but none of the pickles in the basket were sold.Liu Erya and Nangong Ling stood in front of a closed shop on the street, watching the staggering figure walking step by step in the rain.Liu Erya was so distressed that she shed a tear, and sincerely felt that this boy named Li Xuehan had a rough childhood.

The heavy rain kept pattering down, and the dark clouds blocked the sunlight, making it dark and gloomy.The boy walking on the street with a cane in his right hand and a bamboo basket in his left hand seems to be growing up bit by bit, getting taller bit by bit, and approaching bit by bit...

In the dream, one year, one month, just in the blink of an eye.Liu Erya knew that Li Xuehan had been selling pickles for several years, which showed how cruel the Zhong family and his wife were to him.

The misty rain is vast, and the water of the sky and the earth are connected into one piece, making it difficult to distinguish where is the sky and where is the earth.Vaguely, only the sound of the crutches gradually approaching, in the misty rain, Li Xuehan, whose clothes were completely wet, appeared in front of him.

At this time, Li Xuehan was 13 years old.He was standing on the opposite side of the street a foot away, in front of the red-painted sandalwood door, and knocked twice, but no one answered.Li Xuehan withdrew his hand from knocking on the door, and didn't continue, as if this family had never opened the door, and he was used to it.

Li Xuehan turned around, glanced sadly over inadvertently, and met Liu Erya's eyes.

The high coiled blue hair was wet by the rain, and the white narrow-sleeved linen coat, which was sewn with patches one after another, wetly stuck to the thin body. The rain slid down the cheeks along the few strands of hair hanging down, and the eyebrows were ink-like. , Qiushui bright eyes, a straight nose bridge, a small rosy mouth, a face like a melon seed...

A flash of thunder and lightning flashed across the sky, and the rumbling thunder was deafening, as if it was about to explode the sky and the earth.Liu Erya stared blankly across the rain curtain at Li Xuehan, who looked exactly like him, on the other side of the road, unable to react for a moment, and stayed where she was petrified.

Li Xuehan on the opposite side also seemed to have seen Liu Erya, standing in the rain in astonishment.

Nangong Ling on the side was also slightly startled, looking at Li Xuehan and then at Liu Erya, his sharp eyes were like raindrops falling on the accumulated water on the ground, rippling with elusive emotions.

Liu Erya only felt that Li Xuehan looked familiar before, and the older she got, the more familiar she looked, but it was only familiar, like meeting an old friend but not being able to remember who the other party was.Liu Erya never thought that the boy she saw in the dream could be herself, and what the boy experienced was the life he had personally experienced before.

Liu Erya's mind went blank for a moment, and she felt raindrops falling, which finally wet this almost transparent body.

In the past, he had been thinking about how to wake up the sleeping memory in his mind, so that he could think of his hometown, his family, and everything earlier.Now, he never expected that the memory he had been looking for would appear in his dream, just so suddenly.Without warning, like watching a play, Liu Erya watched the first half of her life as a bystander one after another.

Thinking of offering incense in front of the boy's grave, thinking of the boy kneeling on the ground, thinking of the boy's domestic violence...

Liu Erya's head was dizzy, and she felt a force pulling his body.It was like a magnet that attracted him vividly, and Li Xuehan on the opposite street was exactly that magnet.

All the changes came so suddenly that Liu Erya had no time to react.In the blink of an eye, I felt as cold as soaking in water, and the heavy rain fell on my body, which was cold and uncomfortable.He looked down at the basket in his left hand, raised the cane in his right hand, and looked at Nangong Ling across the road...

This... he has become the Li Xuehan in the dream?

Liu Erya stepped on the puddles on the ground, her white boots were already soaked with water, and she didn't feel the slightest step on the water.He walked aimlessly, aimlessly.Out of the corner of the eye, there seemed to be a black shadow approaching, and I don't know what caused the water splash all over the ground.

Is his name Li Xuehan?Is he really... Li Xuehan?

In a daze, Liu Erya was picked up by someone, turned around to avoid the corner of the street, the neighing sound of a steed rang in her ears, Liu Erya woke up from the neighing sound, and suddenly saw the water splashed by the wheels, Wet the snow-white robe of the person in front of him.

At this moment, Nangong Ling was worried, looking worriedly at Liu Erya who could only touch his shoulder... No, it was Li Xuehan.

Li Xuehan raised his head and stared blankly at Nangong Ling, as if the carriage was just blown by a gust of wind, he didn't fully see it, he just felt inexplicably being held in his arms, there was a warmth in his heart, but Can't say why.It took a long time before he said in a daze, "This is...why..."

The heavy rain wet the clothes of the two of them, bit by bit, with a faint fragrance of flowers.Nangong Ling hugged Li Xuehan even tighter, and said: "Cold."

Li Xuehan's head was not very clear, and he didn't look at Nangong Ling's eyes, but raised his hand slightly, put his hand on his back, and hugged him gently, trying to make him warm.

The closed heart seems to be melting and receding quietly... plop plop, burning with new emotions and new life.

The author has something to say: Li Xuehan: Can I ask for a collection?

Nangong Ling: Who would dare not listen to what my little baby said, huh?