The Witch Nichang

A day later, she woke up.

After turning her over, I was sure that this was a woman. After all, looking at the back of the world can be considered a thin man, but it is also because she is a woman. Otherwise, it would be because of my thin strength and small arms and legs. Can't move her back.

She was not injured, but she had a fever, her forehead was cold and her limbs were cold. I put her on my cot, dried her body, covered her with a thick quilt, and put on a cold towel. After thinking about it, she chopped a piece of **** and garlic to boil A thick bowl of **** soup was poured while she was stunned.

Fortunately, no one saw this while doing this. This is not a six-year-old girl in the mountains.

The adults were taken aback when they came back, but I did n’t doubt too much under my arranged rhetoric. Perhaps the woman I should call my mother was unwilling, but stared and saw the other person who was not poor. Affordable clothing, nothing more to say, just out of a sense of crisis-after all, the woman looks less than thirty years old, although the facial features are not beautiful, they are quite good, and then get sick China is even more impressive-in short she did not allow Orion's father to approach the man, and only ordered me to take care of it.

This is exactly what I want.

The woman woke up early the next morning, when Dad had gone out, the woman was working in the backyard, and there was only me in the room where she opened her eyes, and there should be no threat in the eyes of others .

But the moment she opened her eyes, her eyes seemed sharp and could kill.

My heart fluttered, and I pressed uneasily, giving her an innocent smile.

It ’s not that I have n’t thought about the worst possibility of getting a wolf into the room, but this opportunity ca n’t be missed anyway, not to mention that although a person ca n’t look good, but looking at her, it ’s really unlikely that he will be rescued as a full-fledged person , Though just intuitively.

But when I saw this look, I really doubted my gut.

"Where's my clothes?" She noticed her situation for the first time, and then she questioned. Although her eyes were sharp, her voice was hard to hide from her hoarseness.

I opened my eyes: "Sister's stuff? It's not on that pillow. Yesterday there was no one at home. The three children got wet when they changed it for you, and then dried and stacked next to my sister."

I heard that she immediately turned around and looked at it. I was very calm about it. I didn't coax her around. I dried the clothes by myself. I just dried them and didn't check them. Even a small bag wasn't opened. Because the bag is quite weird, I can't guarantee that it will return as it is when opened.

Seeing that the important things were there, she seemed relieved, and whirled and remembered something, and asked sternly, "What about my sword?"

I waited for this question long ago, so I didn't panic, but laughed more and more harmlessly.

"Hush, sister, please lightly." She lowered her voice and bullied her into biting her ears. Her eyes were alert, but she was only reading a child in front of her, so she did not stop or avoid it.

"My sister's sword is hidden in the woodpile behind the house. I can't take it out. It will be miserable if you take it out."

I pretend to be mysterious, and she frowned.

"Why?"

"My father and my mother explained to San Er that the world is bad, and there are gangsters and evil men everywhere, so that I can see anyone who has a sword outside to hide away, let alone lead home, So Saner hid her sister's sword first so that her father and mother wouldn't know. "

Or because the child's innocent and simple answer, after listening to her words, her expression relaxed three points, but just looked at me and raised an eyebrow: "Really? Are you not afraid that I am also a robber and a villain?" "

"Sister is not like, San Er likes you." I smiled at her, rolled over and jumped off the bed, went to the stove and took a bowl of rice porridge that was boiled until it was fragrant. The people in the mountains were still honest. I haven't seen much hospitality, but this is the end of the matter, so I'll try to prepare a little better food.

I handed the rice porridge and looked at her with anticipation. She groaned slightly and picked it up, but she did not drink, but continued to question.

"What's your name? You saved me yesterday? Can you tell me what happened?"

I nodded, and retelled it after all, anyway, it just needs to hide the mind at that time. She asked a few more questions, and I always answered them honestly. The woman I should call a mother also came in. It was about some cramps in the face of the nobles, but I also disappeared from the usual instructions for me. After a moment of embarrassment, I withdrew and kept my care.

After this temptation, she should have completely eliminated her anxiety, and for the first time took a sip of the rice porridge which was slightly cold in her hand.

I dare not neglect to go to her, and asked tentatively: "The porridge is cold. Saner went to help her sister warm up again, OK?"

She shook her head. She seemed to want to say something, but she had a taste again: "You child, although I am not your mother, but it is the age of your elder. Why did you call it from the beginning? Are you calling my sister? "

I didn't expect this responsibility. I was speechless, and I could n’t tell her that this was the way the elders called the elders to be young. They have no relatives here, and this habit has never changed. Plus they just pretend to be good and do n’t feel comfortable The original approach.

Before she saw that she did not respond. I took it for granted that the people in the rivers and lakes didn't care about the small sections, but now she asked it so clearly that she was a serious person and didn't know how to answer it for a while.

After thinking about it all the time, I will not answer, just look at her with grievances.

With such eyes, she couldn't help but coughed softly and waved her hand: "Nothing, you are just a child. I don't know much about it. My name is Ling, you call me ... Aunt Ling But my sister's name cannot be mentioned. "

With a joy in her heart, she nodded at her again and again, with a formal title, it was a step forward, a good start.

Her fever was slightly reduced and her illness was not healed. Her body looked very lacking, and the people in the mountains did n’t have any good medicine. She just drank some unusual herbs every day to boil it, and supplemented it with **** soup. Her father Orion was very kind to others. Well, you can always see the fishy fish on the table these days, which is relatively abundant. I have my own calculations, and I have tried my best to take care of them without complaining. I only want to make a good impression on her, and even let out my own crib. I have only slapped by the bed these days and nights .

She didn't react to this. She had food, food, and medicine, and she was not polite to me at night. She never said a word of gratitude. Someone said it privately, but it does n’t matter if she is in charge. .

After five or six days like this, seeing that her body has gradually recovered, I have been thinking about how to implement my ideas. After finishing work at dusk, I lowered my head and pushed in, but I saw that she was neatly dressed and was packing. .

More importantly, she had a long sword beside her, which she carried with me, the one I hid in the woodpile!

In fact, before she could get out of bed, the first thing was to go to the woodpile to retrieve the sword quietly, as long as other people couldn't see the weapon, it didn't matter how she hid, but now she saw that she no longer shunned, and dressed like this Immediately I understood what was going on, and I couldn't help but a lot of confusion, and I didn't care about the father and wife next to me, and hurried up.

"Aunt Ling!" I pulled her sleeves: "Aunt Ling, are you going to leave?"

"You baby is clever." She touched my head, but did not look at me, but looked up at the father and wife over there, and raised his fists loudly: "Lingmou accidentally got sick through this place. Fortunately, they were two and made love. Don't give up, these days have been carefully taken care of, Lingmou has nothing to report, and only can use this to show his heart. "

As soon as the words fell, an object broke through, and landed steadily on the table not far from the dad and his wife. Taking a look at the setting sun, it was a silver ingot, and it looks like it will be at home. Over the years.

My dad and his wife entered the house with me. At first, they were scared by the sword. Before they waited, they suddenly flew into windfall, but they couldn't react for a while. They were awful and happy. Thanks again and again. They had seen each other's dress well, and in the past few days, there was not necessarily a small abacus in their hearts. At this time, although they were scared, they were able to fulfill their wishes.

They got what they wanted, but I panicked.

"So, just leave." She acted sternly, and then turned around with another fist. I had no choice but to drag her sleeves tightly.

This behavior scared the dad and his wife. In their eyes, the other party could not be offended, and they repeatedly scolded me to let go. And she finally showed doubt, looked down at me, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I ... I can't bear to ..."

Stop, there is no time to burn.

This is the end, it is better to open the door to see the mountains, I gritted my teeth, the hand holding the sleeves did not let go, but threw himself to the knees and fell to the ground.

"Saner wants to follow Aunt Ling and wants to worship Aunt Ling!"

Yes, this is my calculation.

Although her martial arts are high or low, I do n’t know, and her experience is good or evil, and I do n’t know, but now she is the only hope that can take me out of the predicament. I waited a full six in the sparsely deserted remote mountains In 1949, I saw this opportunity. If I missed her, I don't know when to find the next person who can bring hope.

Opportunity is lost, and no longer comes, I lowered my head deeply, hoping to use this to convey sincerity.

The room was very quiet for a while. The dad and his wife were afraid they were stupid. They never expected that they would have such audacious thoughts when they were smart and quiet. I don't care what they think. Saner is more in their eyes now. Labor and future gifts, the son is what they want.

But a sigh from a short distance made my heart sink.

"It's a rare young man to have this sincerity, but it's a pity ..." she sighed, holding the arm I was dragging and holding it tightly, a strange pain came, not the pain It is fierce, but it is extremely piercing. "Unfortunately, although you are pretty, you have ordinary bones and ordinary qualifications, and you have no talent to inherit my mantle, I'm afraid ..."

I heard her say this, and I did n’t care about the pain in my hand, and replied loudly, “Saner did n’t dare to inherit Aunt Ling ’s mantle. It is at the mercy of others, and will not follow the flow. In the future, they will not be sold as slaves to people they do not recognize ... "

I was dizzy, and the pain caused by the pain and the urgency of the panic caused my brain to faint. I just wanted to show my heart quickly, and I unknowingly poured out all the brains I had in my heart over the past few years until I heard a sound in my ears. He roared, and then he felt a stun in his heart.

The roar was issued by Orion's father, and the words of being a slave were irritating him. At the moment, regardless of the stride of the meteor, he wanted to slap people: "Little three children! Where did you hear these words?"

Secretly crying, too late to think of how to answer, but suddenly feel light.

After returning to God, she was actually held in her arms.

"But she is telling the truth?" She hugged me but didn't look at me. She only raised her chin, holding a man close to her, the hand of the sword leaned forward slightly, and the hilt glowed cold.

Dad was obviously afraid of this. The woman quickly pulled him back a few words, the two faces were red and white, and they explained for a long time but couldn't say why. I should thank them for being honest. Not good at lying.

She obviously took a good look at this scene, but didn't answer, but after a moment of silence, she suddenly asked me "What's your name?"

I froze and immediately understood, and answered with some embarrassment: "They ... just called me Xiaosaner ... didn't name ..." Although it was embarrassing and whispering, I couldn't help but start to feel happy, maybe ...

Sure enough, when she heard this, she snorted and glanced at the couple: "A six-year-old child, no name given, what else can I argue? 还有 I was a poor man in the mountains, and my young son couldn't escape the toil. Now it seems that you have never treated her like blood! "

These words went straight and showed no mercy, and the face of the other person turned pale for a while, especially Dad. After all, he was a man in the mountains, and he was a bit embarrassed and angry, although he was a bit afraid of the martial arts, but he was already out of breath. Gradually hardened, and said to Aunt Ling first how they were kind to her, and told others about her family affairs and left her alone. How did the child deal with others without his name? blame.

The more he said that, the more obvious the sneer on Aunt Ling's lips, she looked at me in the chatter of the other party. "Saner, I give you your first name and last name. Would you like it?"

Only father and mother can give the child a name.

One day as a teacher and lifelong mother.

I earned it from her arms, kneeling on my knees, "Master, please name it!"

She groaned slightly, her eyes fluttering to the bamboo forest outside the window, and then I heard her voice saying, "Green bamboo is delicate, wind and rain is hard to break, you call it bamboo."

Too late to say anything, the next moment the body lightened again, the wind rushed to his face, and he looked up to see the sky.

"I took your baby away. From now on, she will return or not, she will admit it or not, she will marry or not, she will decide for herself, and no one can manipulate her in this world! "

I seemed to hear the sound of breaking the cocoon.

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Bamboo fiber xiān, not bamboo sticks ￣ ▽ ￣

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