After the lazy emperor

The war on the border of Yushuo affected many innocent villages. The villagers fled everywhere and struggled to survive without enough food every day.

Wars in every era are equally cruel, and the unlucky ones are nothing more than the lowest-ranking ordinary people. Their hopes are very small, like beans, but it is the wishes like beans, because of the war, they are ruthlessly twisted. To be shattered, blown away by the wind, and then disappeared.

It has been a few days since I came to this village. Although I miss the people in the imperial palace, it is not surprising that there are Ruishang soldiers on the border of Yushuo. Half of Yu Shuo's figure, such a weird atmosphere forced her to hide some of her entanglements, subconsciously wanting to do something for him.

There is a faint smell of sulfur floating in the air, and the black silk on the face can confirm where the smell is brought by the wind. Children, with eyes full of childlike innocence, listen quietly.

In her previous life, she had no worries about food and clothing since she was a child, but the sadness in her heart was always with her. The children in front of her were extremely pitiful, but they laughed and laughed happily. God is really fair, even the cruelty is evenly distributed. Lift the strings and pass the notes that are blown away by the wind.

"Sister, sister, what story do you want to tell us today?" A little girl asked Fengning with a smile and blinked her big eyes.

The men in this village were either dragged to fight, or went to work in Nanxing City, leaving some old and young in the village, who could not resist the attack of Ruishang soldiers. When I asked why they didn't leave, they said that their ancestors After living for nearly a hundred years, I can't bear to part with it, even if I think about it, I will have feelings for something after holding it for a long time, let alone a place where I have lived for several years?

These days, she would play a song and tell a story to the children every day in the field by the well, smiling and raising her eyebrows, Feng Ning thought for a while, pulled her to sit beside her, and said : "Today, my sister will tell you the story of Cinderella, okay?"

The children all nodded. The story told by the elder sister was very interesting, something they had never heard before. "Who is Cinderella?"

"Cinderella is the same as Xiaoyan, she is a colorful cat." Fengning lightly tapped Xiaoyan's nose and laughed softly.

"Then why isn't it called The Story of the Painted Cat?"

The small pillar on the left was full of doubts. Feng Ning was stumped by such a question. Instead of directly responding to his question, he began to tell a story, "Once upon a time there was a happy girl named Cinderella .”

Someone raised his hand and asked, "Sister, don't all names have three characters? Why does her name have four characters?"

The child's question is really cute, but I can't tell him that on the other side of the earth, there are also human beings living like him. If I tell him, I'm afraid there will be endless questions. He smiled and said: "Because the name sounds nice. ah."

The child nodded half-understood, Xiaoyan tugged at her sleeve, "Sister, ignore him, tell us quickly."

"Cinderella originally lived a very happy life, but one day her mother died of illness suddenly, and her father found a stepmother for her." Try to be as straightforward as possible, Feng Ning was worried about children asking questions, but Still a child asked.

"What is a stepmother?"

Another older child said: "You are so stupid. The stepmother is the stepmother. When my sister was talking about Snow White the day before yesterday, she said that the king married a beautiful queen to be Snow White's stepmother."