Heavenly practice

Xiao Wuya was originally not called Xiao Wuya, and his surname was not even Xiao. He had forgotten the exact surname, but he only remembered that he was born in a small mountain village called Moon Village. There should be an older sister in his family, or maybe the older sister of the neighbor. He is very kind to him, and often steals some food from home for him. Sometimes he wonders if there is no such food, would there be no future him.

That small village is not very poor, but his family is poor.

He was still called Xiao Qi at that time, he was as hungry as a thin monkey but he was still very naughty, he went up the tree to dig out bird eggs, went down to the river to fish for small fish, and the people in the village talked about Xiao Qi the most, as if they saw him every day He found it novel that he didn't starve to death, and then he always laughed, saying that this kid is really extraordinary.

At that time, Xiao Wuya didn't care about what was unusual about him anymore, he only cared about where to have his next meal.

When he was ten years old, he finally had a full meal with the young lady next door, because the young lady got married, and before leaving, he had to ask his family to bring him to the wedding banquet.

"My sister promised you that you will have a full meal."

The elder sister showed him a red wedding dress and asked him if it looked good.

"It's beautiful and beautiful!"

Xiao Wuya didn't care if she was good-looking or not, he wanted to say that she was good-looking just for the sake of the meat wedding, he simply nodded his head.

The little sister blushed when she laughed, and then she talked about the person she was going to marry.

Xiao Wuya was ignorant, and suddenly heard her ask, "What kind of lady does Xiao Qi want to marry in the future?"

Xiao Wuya thought for a while, and replied, "It's pretty, you look so pretty when you smile like your sister, and you'll give me something to eat."

The little sister couldn't stop laughing when she heard the last sentence, and said that this kid only knows how to eat, "It's not for you to eat, but for your wife."

"Then what is my wife?"

"Um……"

The young lady thought for a while and said, "If there is only one bite to eat and she gives it to you, then it will be your wife."

"Oh."

Xiao Wuya nodded half-understanding, already thinking about the wedding in his heart.

The young lady married the son of the noodle shop in the town, he was good looking, but a little short, Xiao Wuya felt that he would be taller than him in two years.

But the young lady likes it and smiles so happily.

After a meal, Xiao Wuya's stomach became round, Xiao Wuya felt like he was celebrating the New Year, he went home after rubbing his stomach, walked all the way through the hills and rivers, and was about to see Moon Village, when he suddenly heard someone's voice in the grass , It sounds like you are dying.

Xiao Wuya was full of curiosity, he opened the grass and looked, and found a child lying inside, wearing ragged clothes, his whole body was covered in blood, and there was a bloody wound on his stomach, with flesh and blood turning over.

Xiao Xiaoqi almost didn't spit out what he just ate.

Touching his chest, he called out to the man, "Hi!"

The child turned his head slowly and glanced at him. His face was blood-stained and he couldn't see clearly, only his eyes were amazingly bright, piercing into his heart like sharp knives.

Just at this moment, Xiao Wuya dragged the child home by mistake.

I couldn't regret it on the way, but I turned my head to see the child's pale face that was stained red with blood, and then sighed again, dragging forward resignedly.

He didn't delay, and directly dragged the man to the home of the crippled grandfather who was a medical doctor in the village. The cripple was startled when he saw this posture, and before he had time to ask, he immediately carried the man to the bed, turned around, took the medicine to stop the bleeding, and went to the hospital. upside down.

Xiao Wuya stared at the wound, then leaned over to look at the child's face, the child stared at him in a daze, sometimes awake and sometimes unconscious.

Xiao Wuya was afraid that he would die, so when he saw his eyes closed, he stretched out his hands to pinch his face, and pinched his ears, trying to wake him up.

The two of them worked hard for more than half an hour, and the cripple said that the boy's life was saved for the time being, and it depended on whether he could survive tonight.

Xiao Wuya listened in a daze, feeling at a loss in his mind. The grandfather who adopted him two years ago was like that, and the crippled grandfather also said the same thing, but his old man couldn't make it through. He had a fever in the middle of the night and never woke up again. .

Xiao Xiaoqi put the man at the crippled grandfather's house for the night, and he stayed there with a shameless face, sleeping in the same bed with the child, took off his clothes and hid in the bed, hugging him tightly, for fear that he would freeze.

It turned out that it was not frozen, but it woke people up in the middle of the night.

The child was hugged tightly by a big stove, and the hot breath from his breath was all on his face, and he barely pushed him, "Hot..."

Xiao Wuya was fast asleep, he hugged him a little tighter, his face was in the child's arms, "Don't be cold, don't be cold..."

"..."

The child was still hurt, and he really didn't have the strength to break free from him, so he sighed faintly, so he closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

There was nothing to say all night, Xiao Wuya woke up as soon as the sun came out, his eyes suddenly opened, he stared at the little friend in his arms, and finally met a pair of calm black eyes.

The two looked at each other with a distance of less than an inch before Xiao Wuya grinned at him, "Are you awake?"

"Hot." The other said.

Xiao Wuya stretched out his head and pressed it against his forehead, then let go of him and began to crawl out.

Looking at his naked body, the young man turned his face away somewhat helplessly, "You...why don't you have any clothes on?"

The hoarse voice sounded a little low, but Xiao Wuya couldn't hear it clearly, so he leaned forward and asked him, "What did you say?"

"No……"

"Are you hungry?"

Xiao Wuya put on his clothes and ran out, and came back with a bowl of porridge after a while.

"The lame grandpa left it for you. I'll feed you a little."

"...Thank you."

Xiao Wuya carefully lifted the man up, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and brought it to his mouth.

The boy leaned into his arms and opened his mouth to drink, then turned to ask him, "Have you eaten?"

"I'll eat it later."

"..."

The young man ate very slowly and politely, Xiao Wuya enjoyed watching it, and after meeting the young man's puzzled gaze, he shook his head again and continued to feed the porridge.

The boy fell asleep again after drinking the porridge, Xiao Wuya took another bowl of porridge and drank it spatteringly, he licked his lips after drinking, feeling that he was not full.

When the boy woke up in the evening, he found himself lying on a broken cart, and the child who had saved him was pulling the cart in front of him with a rope on his back.

With a small body and a look of great strength, the boy raised his head and looked at his back under the starlight and moonlight for a long time.

"Awake?"

Xiao Wuya helped him down, pointed to the broken thatched hut in front of him and said, "This is my home."

The young man looked at the thatched cottage and nodded, suddenly remembered something, "My surname is Xiao, and my name is Que."

Xiao Wuya scratched his head, "My surname... I don't know what my surname is. People call me Xiaoqi, so you should call me Xiaoqi too."

"Little Seven..."

Xiao Que nodded, raised the corner of his mouth, "Then you call me Xiao Que."

Xiao Wuya let out a chuckle, "Little bird! Is it a bird's bird?"

"No, it's the palace of Sendai."

Xiao Que pointed to the broken thatched cottage, "It means a house."

Xiao Wuya smiled, "You said my dilapidated house is the palace of Sendai?"

"..."

Xiao Que showed hesitation, "It means the fairy palace in the sky."

"Oh."

Xiao Xiaoqi no longer struggled with this problem, pushed away his dilapidated house, pointed to the wooden bed and said, "Just one bed, we sleep together."

Xiao Que nodded, "Thank you."

"Thank you, we will be a family from now on."

"Ah."