Husband, Have Dinner

Ping pong!

The porcelain bowl blossomed on the ground, and the proprietress came out to check it out! "What happened?"

A Yao was shocked.

The few people in the tea room apologized to the proprietress, and left the tea money in a hurry. A Yao couldn't hear or see it, and only the words of the farmers reverberated in his mind.

People in Jiangliu County like to eat baby meat the most, and most like to eat baby meat...

The scenes were like walking through horses and watching flowers, flashing quickly in A Yao's mind.

The little friend clapped his hands and joked to her with a grin, but she was shocked;

She hid a pair of flint on her body while the adults were not prepared to wash the dishes in the kitchen;

In the middle of the night, she sneaked out of the house, took out a sweet potato from the pile of straw next to the chicken coop, and crept away from the house and ran along the road into the mountain;

My uncle brought her neighbors all over the mountain and arrested her...

It turned out that all of this was because the original uncle sold her to the family who ate the children. She escaped in order not to be taken away for cleaning and slaughter!

Ayao seemed to have heard the words of her friends, and they said, "Liu Ya, I heard your uncle said to send you to Jiangliu County to be a ‘two-legged sheep’ for Lu Yuan. Don’t forget us when you enjoy the blessings in the future!"

The little friend doesn't know what a "two-legged sheep" is, but the original body must know it.

"No wonder..." A Yao muttered to herself, afraid that she would have spontaneously. "It's no wonder she would have such a staunch idea that she would rather die than fall into their hands. What a beast!" She cursed in a low voice, and found that the sweat was wet on her back, and her back was chilly when the wind blew.

"Hey!" A Yao rubbed her nose, and then hopelessness and negativity came to her heart.

This body is only 7 or 8 years old, has long-term malnutrition, and is so thin that it can't even compare with the 5 or 6-year-old children of a decent family.

It is not easy to escape here. There is no way to enter the city, let alone go back to Jiangliu County. If Qingning An doesn’t take her in, where else can she go? Without food, how long can she last just by the water of the nearby river? , Do you really want to become a beggar, holding a bowl all day long to ask kind people to show kindness?

The more A Yao thought about it, the more pessimistic she became. Tears that had endured for a long time welled up and fell ticking.

It’s really embarrassing to cry, so don’t cry. After crying, you have to walk some distance to the river to make up for the loss of water. It’s a loss, right.

It was her self-comfort. She couldn't hold her tears for a while, and her nose was also blocked.

It took a long time to smell the scent of wheat and bread, her eyes were red, and she looked up and saw the lady boss.

She carried the lantern, the candlelight of the lantern swayed, and the other hand was holding a bowl. The fragrance was coming from the bowl, and it looked so dazzling at this time.

The lady boss just asked, squatted down and put the bowl in front of A Yao, "You have to finish eating, just put the bowl on the stove." After she got up, she returned to the small hut of the tea stand where their family had settled down and closed the door. Locked.

I faintly heard the child bear complaining dissatisfiedly about why her mother gave her the remaining wheat cakes.

Ayao was also curious about the answer, holding the bowl, a few steps closer to hear more clearly, the lady boss said in a less gentle voice, "She is as old as you, and I have seen her for a long time, and she has not even sneaked past. The guests’ money did not come to **** the tea and cakes left over from their food. It is estimated that the family was lost or... In short, it’s not a good thing to be happy with others."

"But you haven't helped many people."

"Smelly boy, our family is poor. Oatmeal can still help. Your dad doesn't even bother you. Why don't you go to sleep!?"

The voice gradually lowered, A Yao returned to the place where she was before and sat down, and in the moonlight, she broke out a small piece of wheat cake and chewed it. The wheat cake is very hard, the grains are distinct, and the taste is not good. She would not try it anyway in her previous life. Now she actually tasted a hint of the sweetness of wheat from it. This is the best food A Yao two generations have eaten so far.

At the time of Yin, the people in Nanxun Town were still asleep, and the breakfast shops opened quietly, and the tea stalls in the suburbs were no exception.

Before the gate was opened, the fire on the stove of the tea stall was blazing. The fire urged the wheat cakes and steamed cakes in the cage to expand, and the white mist with fragrance escaped from the gap in the cage. The two couples at the tea stall began to renew. Busy day.

The movement of the tea stand awakened A Yao who was sleeping.

She sat up, her face blank, and it took a long while to focus on the couple of tea stalls not far away, still holding the coarse porcelain bowl of yesterday’s proprietress in her arms, and more than half of the granola in the bowl, all telling her what happened last night. Is true.

"Thank you." While the owner was away, A Yao returned the bowl to the proprietress, "I am very grateful for your help."

The lady boss said, "If you really can't survive, then go to Qingning An... It's always a way to survive, it's better than starving to death."

A Yao bowed to the boss, "Thank you."

At the time of Mao, the dawn expelled the night, and the gate of Nanxun County slowly opened. The guards walked out of the city and lined up on both sides, interrogating the people who had been waiting outside the county to enter the city.

On the mountain, the little nun opened the gate of Qingning Temple and stepped out to sweep the fallen leaves. When she turned around, she was shocked by an unknown knee-high object next to the gate. She stared carefully, she was a child!

She walked out quickly and helped Ayao up, "Amitabha, why are you the only little benefactor? What about your parents?"

In the wing room, A Yao made a slight modification to her original life experience. It was said that her family took her to travel around all kinds of diseases. When she arrived nearby, her family asked her to buy candied haws at the market below the mountain. They went to the nunnery to fragrant. She waited for a long time and waited. I couldn't find them, so I came up and asked, "Sister, have you seen my father, mother and my younger brother?"

The little nun whispered with tears in her eyes, chanting Amitabha Buddha in a low voice.

A Yao tremblingly asked, "Aren't they, they don't want me?"

"Don't think too much. If you don't see the poor nun, you should ask the other people in the nunnery first. Let's take a rest." The little nun didn't know how to answer, so she could only persuade her.

"I know... I dragged them down." Ayao tears down her eyes and knelt down. "I heard that lonely old people and children are taken in in the nunnery. I am willing to use my labor for daily food and clothing. I can burn and wash clothes... You can chop wood. I beg my sister to take me in! When I grow up, I will leave!"

The little nun hurriedly helped her up, with a sorrowful expression on her face, "I can't control this matter. I ask Master, you should take a rest, and I will go back." She ran out as soon as she slid.

Ayao sat on a stool rather obediently, and came to a place full of women, which was more at ease than staying in a monk's temple.

She looked at the wing room, the windows were bright and clean, there was a pot of bluegrass on the high platform, and the landscape picture was hung on the wall. When she looked closer, she found that the stream was flowing down the mountain and rocks, and there was a monk giving lectures by the stream and waterfall halfway down the mountain. The expression is serene, just appreciating the picture is enough to calm the mood.

The little nun returned with the older bhikkhuni and found that A Yao had disappeared. Before she frowned, the little nun pointed to the bed over there and lowered her voice, "She is asleep."

Bhikshuni walked over quietly.

For the first time in a few days, Ayao slept soundly and was not awakened by the sound of bhikkhuni's footsteps.

She stood beside A Yao looking at her sleeping face, nodding thoughtfully.

When Ayao woke up and got up to stretch her waist, she suddenly felt that she was full of blood and resurrected. There was no one else in the room except her.

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