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Wan Yun slept in a daze all night in the cold firewood room.

Before dawn on the second day, Wan Yun anxiously wanted to go to the city to find her mother.The aunt was still washing, spitting out dirty water with a splash.Wan Yun hates mouthwash, she thinks it stinks like shit.

My uncle was arranging the soybean milk bucket, spoons and towels, ready to be taken into the city.

Seeing that they were not in a hurry, Wan Yun turned around in a hurry.

Seeing her anxious look, the aunt became furious, and shouted roughly, "What's the rush, you are not allowed to burn your butt like this in reincarnation."

Wan Yun didn't bother to deal with her bad temper, frowned tightly as if a disaster was imminent, and ran to her uncle and said that she dreamed of her mother last night, and she was cutting grass.The soles of the mother's feet were covered with slippery mud, and just as she was about to straighten her back with a basket that was higher than two heads, she was top-heavy and fell on her back, with her head just lying on the ditch where duckweed and snails were condensed.Dreamy and eerie.It's all over.

"Nonsense!" The aunt stood behind her at some point, and slapped Wan Yun's head like an iron fan.

Wan Yun's head buzzed several times.She wondered if the diabolical mouthwash had stuck to her aunt's hands.

"Your mother went to sell illicit salt. No matter how bad she was, she would be beheaded in the vegetable market. How could she be as useless as your father, and died in the ditch. Children are really fun, you are so stupid." Aunt laughed a few times.

My uncle couldn't stand it, but he had been suppressed to the bottom at home. How could he dare to talk back to this "Tigress", so he could only persuade in a muffled voice, "Why do you say such nasty things to the child. Come on, help me!" Tie down the bucket rope so it won't spill."

"Bastard, you have a bad mouth and a poisonous heart. No wonder you don't have children. It's all God's retribution for you by opening your eyes." Wan Yun doesn't care about Sanqi21.If you prick me once, I will have to cut off your ear with wheatgrass.She is not afraid of her aunt, at worst, she kicks her feet and rushes to the city to pick up waste.

The aunt kicked her on the ground.

Wan Yun gritted her teeth and patted the dirt on her buttocks, turned around, and was about to bite her aunt.

My uncle, with sharp eyes and quick hands, stood in the middle, carried Wan Yun into the ox cart, and coaxed, "Don't be angry, your aunt has a mouth full of bean curds."

"Hmph!" Wan Yun glared at her aunt.

The aunt, with a livid face, picked the other end of the ox cart and sat down, with her back to her back.

Wan Yun turned her face sideways by herself, staring at the chicken on the bullock cart in front of her with hatred.

"Come back at night, let's change to a red lantern in front of the door." Uncle chuckled, "At any rate, relatives are here, so it's festive."

"No brains." The aunt scolded. "Her father is dead."

The wheels are rolling.A lot of early trucks were moving forward, and from time to time small pieces of goods rolled down, and someone silently picked them up behind them.

"Hold on, I want to thank Uncle a lot." Wan Yun insisted, "I just like big red lanterns."

I just like the big red lantern.Wan Yun had said this to Aunt Zhang's son before.The fool who laughed at everyone handed her a lantern made of yellow paper and bamboo leaves earlier, and said, "If you don't like it, I'll find a lantern seller to change it. They also have fiery red lanterns."

Chapter 2 (Revised)

The city was bustling, it was clearly early in the morning, but the noise was so loud that it hurt people's ears and made them feel irritable.There are more small businesses and hawkers than customers. The breakfast shop is in full swing. Once the steamer is opened, the whole long street is like a fog in the clouds, making people half a meter illiterate, but the sound of selling is melodious. And so a little confused.

Occasionally, one or two pairs of gold-twisted boots and embroidered shoes will be exposed where pedestrians walk closely.They are not rich people, but the golden bricks under the feet of the rich. If you follow them, you can walk to the magnificent mansion compound.

Every inch of land is precious here.The land where every inch of land and every inch of gold raises people is also very vivid, not deserted.But these rich and noble people will also die their old mothers, and they will cry for the loss of a piece of growth.But rolling in the soft golden sand adds a thin layer of armor.We poor people also have armor, which is the scab on our body.There's no difference, anyway, I can't resist the kitchen knife that is slashed at my head.It is a lie that everyone is equal, and it is a reality that everyone is in danger. The poor are exposed to famine and bitter cold, and the rich are overprotected, binging, drinking, and eating, and tossing and turning for a lifetime in the cold.

Wan Yun brushed the dog's tail grass by the side of the road with her feet, and lifted a corner of the banner cloth. On the way, she saw two men of medium stature arguing with each other. They were speaking a dialect of a certain place, which they couldn't understand. Details, but you can know that you are scolding your ancestors.After all, you can't be full of praise, but grin your teeth.Three soldiers stood one meter away, staring at the two men closely, waiting for them to make a move, put shackles on their hands and escort them into the yamen.

But they won't fight.None of them wanted to enter the Yamen.

Wanyun recognized the quarreling man as the former landlord who also sold jelly. She could have asked where the mother was, but she didn't say anything.She was as indifferent as a handful of crow's hair.Wan Yun hated her mother a little bit, so her eyes only drifted away from the landlord, a poor kid who came from a cow herd.When Wan Yun took a ride away, the angry homeowner punched the boorish man on the nose because he didn't agree on a penny.The soldiers rushed forward immediately.If Wan Yun would look back, she would see Su Yi Jing Chai's mother jumping out from the alley, crying and hugging his waist tightly.

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