I am the one holding the Higan flower in my hand

The village where Lishan Lizi lives is very poor. Just how poor it is is described in four words as ‘difficult to survive’. Surrounded by mountains, it is said that some criminal family during the war hid in this deep mountain in order to escape pursuit.

She didn't know whether it was true or false. She only knew that the mountain made life in the village extremely difficult.

If you want to get out, you have to walk through a narrow cliff. You can't look down. A glance will bring you despair. The scene where he fell to pieces would appear uncontrollably in his mind.

People die on this stretch of road every year.

They don't want to go out, but they have to go out. The adults in the village are always reluctant to talk about this mountain road. Every time I have to go out, I always have to stay at home and sigh for several days.

When she was young, Kuriyama Kuriko didn't understand why she was so scared and wanted to come back after going out.

I would rather walk the scary mountain roads a few times a year than stay outside.

Later, she started going out with her father.

In the past, when she looked at the mountain road, she felt scary, but she always had courage in her heart. But when she really stepped on it, halfway through, and looked down into the abyss, she realized how terrifying this mountain road was.

My legs were shaking and weak, but I could only walk, there was no going back. There was someone behind her, and there was no room for the two of them to miss each other on this road.

I walked tremblingly to the end, then walked a long way, and finally reached a strange place. Following his father, he sold the herbs to a bearded uncle. His father nodded and bowed to accept the coins handed over by the man. Kuriyama Rizi seemed to understand something, but he didn't.

It was probably the first time I saw Kuriyama chestnuts. The shopkeeper casually took a bunch of candied haws and put them in a bowl.

Kuriyama Kuriko had never eaten anything so delicious. She ate one and licked it again and again before she was willing to swallow it. The rest was shared with her family members.

Her father said that the price of this bunch of candied haws could buy the herbs she carried.

It's not that the people in the village don't want to come out, it's that they can't survive after they come out. They have no land and cannot build a house. The family's belongings are only enough for one person to live on. What will happen to the rest of the people?

After they come out, the heavy snowfall in winter will make them continue to lack food, firewood, and all other things for life...

They have no money.

"The harvest here is always not very good," Kuriyama Kuriko's father said helplessly, reaching out to pat his young daughter's head, which only reached his waist.

"It's so difficult to go somewhere far away."

"Why is it difficult to go to a place far away? Is the road difficult to walk? Is it more difficult than the way back?" Kuriyama Kuriko asked with her eyes wide open.

Her father was at a loss for words. He didn't know how to explain it to his young daughter. It might be courage or nostalgia. He could only turn his head slightly embarrassed, not looking at Kuriyama Kuriko's confused eyes, ". ..Because...you have come a long way, and you don’t know whether...it will be better than it is now..."

"Look, Li Zi, although we eat twice a day now, if we walk a long way, we may only be able to eat one meal, not three meals."

"But," Kuriyama Kuriko thought it made sense, but also felt it didn't make sense. She didn't know what she wanted to express. "In the village, every time you walk there, someone will fall."

"Those are two things." Kuriyama Kuriko's father said.

"I know...but, I think..." Kuriyama Kuriko racked her brains to think of how to say what she wanted to say, but her poor vocabulary and logical skills could only allow her to say, "It's the same of."

Of course Kuriyama Kuriko's father knew what his daughter wanted to say, but it was a topic that adults didn't want to discuss, so he used his adult thinking skills to slyly argue that it was absolutely irrelevant.

So, the young girl had no choice but to admit sullenly that it was okay.

Who told her not to be able to speak to adults?

"Children, don't think so much, just smile," Kuriyama Kuriko's father said, taking the lead in smiling cheerfully, "These are things that have nothing to do with you."

Kuriyama Kuriko had no choice but to laugh along, but her little mind was still thinking about what just happened.

How could it have nothing to do with her? She thought, she would grow up, and even if she didn't grow up, she still wanted to work hard to live a better life. She had to find a way. How could it have nothing to do with her just because she was a child?

She... lives here.

Why not go far away? The road there is obviously much safer than the road on the cliff.

It wasn't until she grew up that she finally understood that the dangers on the cliff are visible dangers, while the dangers in this world are more invisible. It's like a trap covered by leaves by a hunter, waiting for unnoticed animals on the mountain to fall into it.

Every winter, people freeze to death in the village. Lishan Lizi's grandparents also died in this way. Winter is extremely terrible for the poor. Even if there is enough firewood, they are reluctant to use it.

You can boil it yourself and sell the firewood to rich people.

Money is needed for food rations in the coming year and for my brother to get a wife.

Kuriyama Kuriko couldn't tell which winter was more painful. Maybe it was when she started to go out to sell firewood in winter. Firewood on snowy days was more expensive than in autumn, so she could sell it at a better price.

"Just wait until you get married," said Kuriyama Riko's mother, who was reluctant to let her daughter go out, but had no choice.

Kuriyama Kuriko didn't complain, but she didn't really agree with the words 'just wait until you get married'. She has delivered firewood, herbs, and wild beast skins to wealthy families, and she has seen the young lady from that family.

Therefore, she felt that it had nothing to do with getting married, but everything to do with whether she had money.

The reason why life in the village is so hard is not because the land here is difficult to grow food, but because of the money. Those families who live a good life don't grow much food, but they have money and can buy all kinds of things with it.

Live, make money, live a good life.

Kuriyama Kuriko planted a wish in her little heart.

Therefore, when he saw the thinly dressed Oniwu Tsuji Mukai in the snow, Kuriyama Kuriko despised him in his heart.

The clothes were very valuable at first glance. There was no possibility that he was walking in the snow with two pieces of clothes just because he had nothing to wear. At first glance, it was only the young master of the Qian family who had a mental problem and wanted something...right, romance?

It’s this kind of spirit that Kuriyama Rizi doesn’t understand.

Why do you ask, "How does your face look?"

Wearing two single clothes in the snow, as long as your brain is not sick to a certain extent, you will never be able to ask this sentence that is more crazy than crazy.

Kuriyama Kuriko stretched out her hand.

Kibutsuji Muzan looked down at the red, swollen, ugly hand stretched out in front of him, and then moved his eyes away in disgust.

"Give money, ask questions and ask for money."

Kuriyama Rizi said confidently, without any hint of shame. When you meet a stupid rich young master, don't cheat him out of his money. When she fell asleep in the middle of the night, she would wake up and call herself an idiot.

"what?"

No matter he is a human or a ghost, Tsuji Muzan lives in the upper class society. Because the things in front of him are beyond his understanding, his mood is confusion rather than anger.

Now he has become the stupid young master in Kuriyama Rizi's heart.

"Did you see that?" The shivering girl pointed at the falling snowflakes in the sky, and roughly stretched out her shoes that were not warm at all. "I am a poor man. I am working hard to survive. If I am not careful, I will get hungry." die."

"So, if you have anything to do with me, you have to hire me with money."

His red eyes stared at her.

Kuriyama Kuriko chuckled inwardly, laughing at Kibutsuji Muzan's temper, "Why, have you never seen someone like me?"

Ugly human beings.

Ghost Dance Tsuji Muzan did not answer, turned around and left in the opposite direction.

In response to this, Kuriyama Kuriko shrugged indifferently, turned around and walked away, walking faster than Kibutsuji Mukai, "Where did you come from, a young master who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world? If you want to die, just touch your neck with a knife. Wearing something like this Young man, wandering around in the snow..."

She lowered her voice and whispered, not caring about the young master behind her.

The other party couldn't hear me anyway.

"Hey, you came over and asked me about my face. I'm really..." Ill——

I was in a good mood today, so I went out for a walk and asked random questions. Tsuji Mumei, who had a good hearing and could hear everything, couldn't bear it anymore.