Wanhua Merry

This winter is very cold, but some messages can bring people warmth.For example, a message spread by Minsunhang Province on the 21st day of the first lunar month plunged the common people into a sea of ​​joy instantly!

"The special envoy of the Detective Office who has been missing for nearly five years, the one who dared to stand up for the common people to bargain with the emperor, the handsome and romantic Ye Lianxing, who has a high reputation among the people, is back!"He really came back, and he came back without missing arms or legs! '

The moment Min Shun province got the news, it was boiling!

Back then, Ye Lianxing didn't think much about doing the next thing, but today it has become the most unforgettable thing in the hearts of ordinary people in Minshun!

In the city, in the counties, and in the countryside, everyone is discussing this matter.

This kind of person with the people in his heart came back alive. Although he doesn't know where he has been for the past five years, just this message made the people feel: this first month is full of joy!

In the buildings rebuilt after the disaster, laughter and laughter are everywhere, and this day is even more lively than the first day of the first lunar month!

But there are always deserted places of exception.

In the remote part of No. [-] urban area of ​​Ziye City, there is a small low-rise building.There are only two floors and it has been in disrepair for a long time, but it still stands tenaciously in the cold wind. This small building has survived the floods of previous years. Although it is dilapidated, it is enough to shelter from the wind and rain.

The small building is located in the most remote part of the city, so there are not many neighbors around.

This is a slum area, and of course it won't be very prosperous.

Behind the small building is a small river covered with ice and snow, with a small wooden bridge on it.After crossing the wooden bridge and walking for half an hour, we entered the surrounding mountains.It is winter now, and the sky is full of wind and snow. Naturally, not many people are willing to enter the mountains.

The small building has its own yard, surrounded by tall fir trees, which is enough to resist some hungry beasts rushing down from the mountain from time to time, ensuring the safety of the place.

As the saying goes: rely on mountains to eat mountains and rely on water to eat water!

Since it is close to the mountains, if you want to earn money, hunting or chopping firewood in the mountains are good choices.Still, score what people do.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the cold sunlight slanted and scattered a little light from the edge of the thick clouds, which was not enough to change the cold weather. Two figures staggered towards the small bridge from the direction of the mountain.

They couldn't see clearly from a distance, but it wasn't until they got closer that they could see that the two figures in ragged cotton jackets with patches were a pair of mother and daughter.

A middle-aged woman in her 40s, with a face full of hardships and vicissitudes of life, and a little girl walking beside her with a bundle of firewood, with a round face and big round eyes, she looks only about ten years old !

The middle-aged woman was carrying a larger bundle of firewood, and she looked at her daughter who was helping her with her work with care, and said with some distress in her eyes: "Weiwei, if you are tired, put down the firewood and rest for a while. Little, don't get tired, it won't be good if you leave problems in the future."

"Mom, I'm not tired, I can carry more! My mother and I will go to the downtown market to sell these extra firewood. If we think about it, we can get a lot of copper coins for Dad to buy medicine. We live It's going to get better."

The little girl said sensiblely, the small body in the padded jacket was trembling with difficulty, obviously, for a little girl like her who was growing up, this seemingly small bundle of firewood was still very strenuous for her.

The middle-aged woman felt sour in her heart, almost shed tears.If it weren't for the fact that the head of the family couldn't afford it, the mother and daughter would never have fallen into such a situation!

"Good boy, alas, I'm sorry for you!"

The woman said as she touched the ragged cotton cap on the child's head with a fingerless gloved hand.

Because there are ice holes everywhere on the river, the mother and daughter can only walk step by step across the slippery and difficult bridge due to the snow, walk slowly to the outside of the small dilapidated building, unlock the door, and the mother and daughter take the firewood. He threw it into the yard.

On the left side of the yard, there is a tall pile of firewood along the fir wall, which is covered with tarpaulin to prevent the wood from being wet by the snow, so it will not be sold at a good price!

This winter, both mother and daughter are doing this.Seeing the fruits of their own labor and imagining that they could barely make ends meet by selling firewood, the couple felt much more at ease.

Opening the door on the first floor of the small building, the two of them walked in together.

Keke...!There was a sharp coughing sound.

"Damn it, Weiwei... you guys are back."An extremely weak voice came from a hut.

"Daddy, I'm back."Weiwei took off her hat, revealing her little head soaked in sweat.

"Go into the house quickly, don't catch cold!" The woman said hastily.

The girl hurried to the outside of the small room, stretched out her hand and opened the door, looked at the figure lying on the kang covering the quilt, and shouted: "Daddy, are you hungry? My daughter will cook for you now!"

"Weiwei, Daddy isn't hungry. Come on, let Daddy... have a look."

The middle-aged man with a sallow complexion and dull eyes forced himself to sit up, gasping for breath. It was obvious that he not only had a severe cough, but also had chest tightness and other symptoms, which looked extremely serious.

"Daddy, have you had your noon medicine?" Weiwei asked as she closed the door, walked over a few steps, looked at Daddy's face, and looked at the bowl left after drinking it all on the wooden table next to her. , rest assured a lot.

"Daddy has taken the medicine, Weiwei... don't worry. Sit on the kang to warm up."The man said with difficulty.

Weiwei stirred up the burning firewood in the fire hole under the kang nimbly, took off her shoes, got into the quilt, and lay down beside her father.

"Oh, it's useless to be the father, you two have suffered."

The man held Weiwei's little hand with a pair of hands with bulging veins and skinny phalanges, and said in distress when he saw the blisters and chilblains on Weiwei's little hand.

"Daddy, Weiwei is fine. When I get some more money, I can invite a doctor to treat Daddy! As long as Daddy recovers, we will have a good life again."

Weiwei said softly, her eyes were full of hope.

Keke...!The man coughed violently, covered his mouth with his hand, secretly looked at the coughed up blood on his palm, and subconsciously stretched his hand under the quilt to prevent his daughter from seeing it.

Guilt was eating at the man's heart.

Originally, he had three children and owned this small building left by his elders. He was a tinkerer and could do any kind of repair work. He had a good life, and he was very satisfied.

But misfortune fell from heaven. Those two sons were swept away in the flood that swept Minshun five years ago. At that time, the two naughty boys were going crazy in the wild, but they never came back.But Weiwei and her parents were at home at the time and escaped by luck.

The pain of losing his son knocked this man down in one fell swoop!Since then, he has been sick, and it has become more and more serious every year, and the family life is even more difficult, and the situation is getting worse every day!

Originally, Emperor Ziyu distributed disaster relief resources. It stands to reason that he could get some relief supplies enough to survive. Unfortunately, a villain from the neighborhood that this man had offended before became the head of the village. s right.Because of past grievances, this material was not delivered to the family of three.

The man is sick, the supplies cannot be distributed, the place is remote, and no one knows anyone, it is simply to drive people to a dead end!

In the past few years, it has been supported entirely by the hard work of women!In summer, he washes and starches clothes for rich families. In winter, he risks being attacked by wild animals, goes into the mountains to cut firewood, and sells money to make ends meet.In order to get a pair of medicine for her husband, this woman has to do a lot of work.

However, in order to survive, these things have to be done!

When Weiwei grows up, she knows how to help her mother with work before and after. The little person works hard and never complains.

There is only such a daughter left. Seeing it in the eyes, the couple feel distressed, but they can only let it go.

After five years of hard life, the woman's body was about to collapse.Fortunately, their elder had passed away long ago, otherwise, the whole family would have dragged the mother and daughter to death long ago.

However, it has reached the edge and is about to slip into the abyss!

The sick man was thinking about these troubles, and covered his daughter's cold body with a quilt. If it wasn't for worrying, he would have long since given up on life.However, if he dies again, the family will really fall apart. At this time, he can only hold on.

Weiwei got warm enough, she got up and helped her father to lie down, tucked the quilt up, walked out of the hut, and went to help her mother make lunch.

Other people's homes have vegetables and meat, but in this impoverished and bullied home, there is not even a trace of meat.

A middle-aged woman is cooking noodles made of black flour in a pot, with vegetable leaves on top, sprinkled with salt, and waiting for the noodles to be cooked.

Seeing that she didn't need to help with the cooking, Weiwei put on her cotton cap, carried a small sharp axe, and went to the yard to chop firewood.Firewood is not just cut, when there is nothing to do, it must be split into wooden strips of appropriate size, so that they can be sold.

When passing by the door, the little girl stopped suddenly and glanced at the portrait pasted on the wall of the door.

This is a portrait drawn from memory by her mother, who knows how to paint a few times.On it stands a handsome young man with a sword, extremely mighty.

"Uncle Wen Junlai, didn't you say that you would come to play with Weiwei? You saved Weiwei's life when you sank into Yuge, and Weiwei will never forget your great kindness! But, after five years, We can't find any news about you, are you still there? I hope everything goes well for you, and Weiwei blesses you."

Silently saying these words in her heart, the little girl bowed to the portrait, opened the door and walked out.

Close the door, take out the firewood and put it on the wooden pier, the little girl splits the firewood vigorously!After just a few strokes, she was so tired that she almost lost her strength, but she gritted her teeth and continued to work.For the sake of mother and father, she ordered herself not to stop!

At this moment, there was a knock on the courtyard door.

"Is sister Situ Wei at home? Brother Wen Junlai, please let us come and see you!"

As if being swallowed by lightning, the ax in the little girl's hand fell to the ground!

She came back to her senses and shouted into the room: "Mom, Uncle Wen Junlai has news!" She quickly ran to the gate of the courtyard, opened the door, and saw the two people standing outside, the little girl's heart jumped.

"What a beautiful big sister!" Looking at the big beauty with blond hair and golden eyes wearing an expensive cheongsam, the little girl's eyes were not enough.

The woman looks cold, but she looks so good-looking!

And beside her stood a man with short black hair standing on end like a hedgehog. This man looked at the girl with a smile on his face, full of evil spirits!

He said softly: "Weiwei, Brother Wen Junlai, please let us visit you. My name is Yun Mo, you can call me Brother Yun Mo."

Situ Qiwei's eyes were moist!