From the sword of the third master

Chapter 38

"Hey, wake up, bang bang bang."

Someone patted the shoulder.

Xie Xiaofeng opened his eyes with difficulty, and found that there was a man in front of him.

This man was a little older than him. Although he was big, he was skinny, and his eyes were full of pity.

"Brother, have you not eaten for a few days?"

Xie Xiaofeng was supported by him to sit up, and licked his chapped lips: "Do you know that I have nothing to eat?"

The man said lightly: "I can tell, because I have also been hungry."

"Oh."

Xie Xiaofeng took a glance, and there was a strange four-wheel cart parked behind the man, with a large wooden barrel on it, and two small barrels beside it, as well as poles, ropes, excrement spoons and other items. The stench hit my face.

The man took off a water bag from the waistband of his trousers and stretched out his arms: "Here, take a quick drink or two, the weather is so damn hot."

"Thank you, thank you."

His hands were dirty, and there was even feces sticking to the outside of his left foot, but Xie Xiaofeng didn't dislike it at all, and even his throat was choked.

"Cuckoo."

The water pouch is filled with crushed tea leaves, which are of very low quality. In the past, Xie Xiaofeng might not have even looked at them, but now, he has tasted an unimaginable sweetness.

Refreshing and unforgettable.

The man asked, "You can't find a job?"

Xie Xiaofeng nodded.

"You can do dung picking, five cents a day. Although this line of work is bitter and dirty, I promise you won't starve to death."

Xie Xiaofeng was moved, and said in a trembling voice: "Thank you, thank you big brother, I can do it, I am not afraid of hardship, let alone dirty!"

"Brother is called Lao Miaozi, what do you call him?"

"Aggie."

The old Miaozi went to the side and bought two meat buns and stuffed them in his hand: "Eat it quickly, Aji. I think you look bad, so don't do it today. Let me get acquainted with it first. It's still a bit particular about collecting manure. of."

"Thank you bro."

Before he knew it, Xie Xiaofeng thanked him more times today than in the past few months combined.

The old Miaozi was pushing the dung cart on the way, and suddenly found that the little brother walked in a strange posture.

"Did you get into a fight?"

Xie Xiaofeng shook his head: "I don't know how to fight."

The old Miaozi snorted: "If you don't know how to fight, you will be beaten. Anyone who bullies others casually is not a good thing. Bah!"

Xie Xiaofeng ate the buns silently, without speaking.

"Brother Aji, remember, we collect manure according to the photo area. My site is only in the south of the city. You must not go wrong in the future, otherwise you will cause trouble."

"Why do you want to collect according to the photo area?"

"Because feces are useful, usefulness will turn into income. You can't take up all the good things and block others from making money, right?"

"Understood……"

Xie Xiaofeng followed the old Miaozi all the way, and found that collecting manure was not as simple as he thought: first of all, you have to be familiar with the terrain, know the area, and the road.The second point is that some people don’t have a toilet, so you have to dig the cesspit by yourself, then pick it out, and send it to the cart with a pole.

Lao Miaozi's sweat dries and then wets, wets and dries again, I don't know how many smiling faces and effort he spent to accompany him.

That's why he's so skinny.

Xie Xiaofeng imagined the weight of the dung bucket, and his eyes shone with light, which seemed to be a touch of sympathy, mixed with a bit of admiration.

The wound hurt again.

……

"Mom, I'm back."

It was getting late, Lao Miaozi saw that Xie Xiaofeng had nowhere to go, so he took him home.

His home is cramped and dilapidated, and there is almost nothing of value.

A gray-haired old woman was sweeping the floor in the small courtyard, when she heard this, she raised her head, "Are you tired today?"

The old Miaozi braced himself up and laughed loudly: "Tired? How could you be tired? Not tired at all. My body is as hard as iron."

"Father, when your father was still there, he was never tired of working." The old woman also smiled, her face was covered with wrinkles, and her teeth were almost gone.

Seeing Xie Xiaofeng following behind, the old woman asked, "Who is this young man?"

"It's the little brother who picks up shit with me, called Aji. Aji has nowhere to go, so I decided to bring him back. Mother, Aji is a good boy. He doesn't talk much. Don't drive him away. .”

Xie Xiaofeng stepped forward and bowed deeply, and said in a low voice, "Hi, mother-in-law."

The old lady looked at him with dim eyes: "Let's see, um, the face is born from the heart, and the face is pretty good."

"Of course, I don't misjudge people." Lao Miaozi interjected.

"That being the case, stay and stay."

"Thank you mother-in-law."

"Aji, we are a small family, there are not many rules in life, but there is only one rule you have to remember."

Xie Xiaofeng said: "Mother-in-law, please tell me."

"I also have a little daughter, she is very clean, usually when you come back from work, you must remember to wash yourself well, so that there is no smell."

"I will remember."

"Okay, let's get ready for dinner."

"Yes."

After the old woman finished speaking, she staggered towards the kitchen to pack her things.Her back was bent badly, and her legs and feet seemed to be bad.

"Brother, is mother-in-law's birthday this year?" Xie Xiaofeng asked.

The old Miaozi had just finished washing his hands in the yard, and while wiping his head and face with a coarse cloth, he said, "It's over 80."

Xie Xiaofeng nodded: "Although the mother-in-law is old, she looks very good. I hope the old man can relax in Changchun, and the sun and the moon will prosper."

"What, what do you mean?"

"Longevity lasts a hundred years, and happiness lasts forever."

The old Miaozi laughed loudly and said, "I don't understand if I say that? I'll borrow your good words, hahaha. I'll go and kick my feet again, and you can just turn around."

"it is good."

Xie Xiaofeng looked at the environment, and finally walked into the main room of their house.

There are three main rooms with white walls and black tiles, the middle is used for receiving guests, and there is a bedroom on the left and right sides, and the area is not too large.

While wandering around, Xie Xiaofeng suddenly saw that the bedroom on the west side was completely different. Not only was the bedding clean and soft, but the bed was also very spacious, and there was a long fragrance from inside and outside.

A woman's boudoir?
Xie Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment, then quickly withdrew.

As a guest, you have to pay attention to etiquette, and it is not easy to enter the boudoir indiscriminately.

Old Miaozi's family is poor, and it's hard for his younger sister to live in a simple life like other young ladies. She probably also works outside, but I don't know if it's a maid or an embroidery girl?
Night falls.

A dim oil lamp was burning in the kitchen.

The old Miaozi greeted: "Eat quickly, Aji, we don't have anything good to entertain, only some simple food, I hope you don't dislike it."

"very good already."

Xie Xiaofeng ate with his head buried, his voice low and his movements light.

The old woman looked at him and sighed: "The child is indeed a good child, but he is too shy, a bit like your sister."

"Hahaha, little sisters are better than him, at least they don't eat like cats."

"Speaking of my sister, next time when she comes back from outside, I'll go to the market to buy some pork meat and post pancakes for you."

"It's very good. The meatloaf made by my mother is the most delicious. I can eat eight of them in one go!"

"Boss, don't grab porridge anymore, leave a bowl for Aji, Aji is the younger brother, you are so big, so what if you eat less?"

"Hey, I used to be used to it, I forgot that Aji was here today, I'm sorry brother..."

The mother and son chatted casually, but they didn't know that Xie Xiaofeng lowered his head, tears had already dripped into the bowl.

Xie Sanshao, who has always shed blood but not tears, cried.

What a relaxing scene.

What a warm taste.

He has been away from this feeling of being with his family for a long time, as if tens of thousands of years have passed.

Xie Xiaofeng is a god-like existence, he has been aloof all his life, and he has been indifferently overlooking all beings all his life.

Perhaps he was rescued from a desperate situation and became weak for a while.

Perhaps it was the most simple warmth that evoked his deeply buried memory.

At this moment, Xie Xiaofeng burst into tears, and a gap opened in his closed heart...

(End of this chapter)