I'm not unlucky at all

The child wanted to run after being touched twice after saying thank you, but Song Xing quickly caught him.

"Don't run."

The more he looked carefully, the more Song Xing felt that the child in front of him was not only dirty, but also a little miserable.

There are a few fresh scratches on Xian's face, not to mention black or autumn, and some bruises are visible under the sleeves of only his arms. The pair of straw sandals under his feet have long been worn out, half of them can't fall off, and they hang on the soles of his feet , with a bare toe protruding from the front.

The child was embarrassed by being looked at, lowered his eyes and obediently stopped running away, but his expression was pitiful.

Song Xing pulled him behind the tree and asked, "Did the wound on your face be just caught?"

The child nodded, and said cautiously: "You said you want to divide the candied haws one by one, but they all want to snatch all of them from me, so I don't want to." As if angry or disgusted, he breathed a sigh of relief and said triumphantly, "Eungong, don't look at my face, but they have been punched by me several times, and they can hurt for several days!"

Song Xing reached out to press the child's bruised cheek.

The child howled in pain, startling the yellow dog in the next wall to bark.

Song Xing sighed: "Do you still know it hurts?"

The child moves his toes and does not speak.

"I don't care about you secretly unpacking my purse before." Song Xing said calmly, as if he didn't see the child's pale face, and asked a question that didn't match the atmosphere, "I hear your accent, it's from the south Here? Where are your parents?"

The child kept his head down and did not speak. At this moment, he suddenly sniffed and cried.

Needless to say, this crying was quite earth-shattering.

Some passers-by were attracted by the children's voices, and thought it was some bully who was bullying people again, but they didn't expect to see Mr. Song's serious reprimand to the students!It's just that the student didn't seem to be particular about it. He was poorly dressed and dirty, and he didn't cry properly. He almost rubbed his nose and tears on Mr. Song!

Mr. Song's temper is really good, and he doesn't push people away even after he's like this.

Passers-by gave Song Xing their eyes of admiration and admiration.

Song Xing: "...Hey, kid, don't cry."

The child cried for a long time and finally hiccupped to stop the sound.

Looking at it like this, it is not only pitiful, but also very stupid.

030 took the opportunity to encourage: "Isn't this just right, you are short of a boy, I think this kid is pretty good, he is not old, and he doesn't need to spend money to buy it, so worth it!"

Song Xing didn't listen to him, but waited for the child to calm down, and asked the child all the things he wanted to ask.

The child told him that he had escaped from the south, that his hometown was plagued by insects this year, and the crops were not harvested, and last year's grain was confiscated by the government. Seeing that they would not survive, the people were so hungry that they gnawed tree bark and ate Guanyin soil. , As a result, shortly after the insect plague, another dragon turned over. Not only did they lose food, but even the hut they lived in was completely destroyed.

After the earthquake, there were countless casualties. The child’s parents were all dead. He was originally begging along the road with his eldest brother. Later, he encountered a group of horse bandits on the road. The two ran away while fleeing for their lives. He was clever, and after escaping from the horse bandits, he joined another group of fleeing refugees, and finally wandered to Sifang Town, begging for food on the street every day.

Song Xing heard Shen Sheng ask: "What is the local government doing?"

The child curled his lips and said: "When the insects and the earth dragons come, the officials can run faster than the common people, so they won't care about us."

Song Xing frowned.

It stands to reason that there is such a big commotion in the south, it is impossible for the original body as a scholar to not hear the wind, but the fact is that Song Xing really knows nothing about it from the original body's memory , the government and the public are still peaceful and peaceful, even the storyteller in the teahouse before was gossip about the government and the public, either a senior official married a concubine in room No. 18, or the old emperor took in several concubines. After dinner, Chatting about state affairs made listeners laugh out loud, creating an illusion of peace and prosperity out of thin air.

This is not normal.

030 naturally understood what Song Xing was thinking, and was quite surprised: "Xing Xing, you really brought in the role of worrying about the country and the people?"

Song Xing said no.

030 wondered: "Then why are you worried about this? It doesn't matter who is the emperor, we just need to finish the task well."

Song Xing said, "I'm just afraid."

030: "What are you afraid of?"

Song Xing sighed: "I'm afraid that one of the identities of Destiny's Child is the prince. Seeing that the government and the public are corrupt now, I want to be the emperor myself. It's not always said in the novel... But if this is the case, do I have to help him make plans to fight the country?" ?”

030 froze for a few seconds: "..." It makes sense.

Song Xing twitched the corner of her mouth: "I'm kidding you."

030:"……"

Regardless of the system's subsequent mental journey, Song Xing decided to take the child home.

He asked the child's name. Because he is a countryman, adults don't care much about naming children. The child's father is called Li Dazhuang, and his brother is called Li Gousheng. When he comes to the child, he is called Li Goudan directly. The better it is to raise.

Song Xing said: "My family is still short of a boy who will help me carry books and grind them. He will take care of food and housing, but there are not many monthly cases. Will you come?"

Li Goudan's eyes lit up, and his nose turned red again: "Grandfather."

Song Xing said, "Call me sir."

And because Goudan's name really doesn't fit the original teacher's aesthetics, and most of the servants of scholars have elegant names, so after obtaining Goudan's consent, Song Xing changed it to The first name is still Li, called Li Sanyi.

Goudan quite liked the name, "Then I will be called Li Sanyi from now on."

Ximei was feeding the chickens in the yard, and saw her husband come back with a child from a distance.

"Sir, this is..."

She sprinkled a handful of rice, pushed the chickens aside, wiped her hands on the apron in front of her, and there was a little uneasiness in her eyes.

"Ximei, this is Sanyi, you take him to wash first, and then take some old clothes from my room and change them into him."

Song Xing pushed Li Sanyi forward, and Li Sanyi called out to sister Ximei in a low voice.

Ximei glanced at him, closed her eyes, and led Li Sanyi into the room, "Is Sanyi the new servant that Mister bought?"

Li Sanyi nodded.

Ximei's eyes darkened slightly, "How old is Sanyi this year, and has he read some books?"

Li Sanyi said, "It's eleven this year, and I haven't read a book."

"Oh." Ximei smiled meaningfully at the corner of her mouth, and said softly, "If you don't know how to read, then it's not easy to be our husband's servant."

Li Sanyi scratched his head shyly, and said with firm eyes: "Sister Ximei, I will work hard."

After wandering around and taking the dirty child home, Cui Shi and Song Lianyu didn't suspect the child's identity, they just thought it was a servant Song Xing bought from the teeth market.

Li Sanyi washed the dirt on his body and changed into Song Xing's old clothes. He looked pretty good, except for his yellowish face, but he was a cute-looking kid. At first glance, the red marks on his face made him feel a bit reluctant With distressed.

Cui Shi felt very good about this well-behaved child at first, and then saw that he was standing behind Song Xing holding a pile of books, which seemed so serious, so she nodded in satisfaction.

"Then let Sanyi take care of you by your side."

Cui's spine was injured in spinning and weaving in the early years, and now she is asking Ximei to massage her. After all, Ximei is a little girl, and her strength is also weak. After pressing for a long time, she couldn't press Cui's heart, so Cui sighed. With a sigh of relief, he waved his hand and asked Ximei to come out of the Westinghouse to serve Song Lianyu and Xiaowa.

Song Xing was in the room, seeing that Cui's complexion was not good, so she asked one more question.

Cui said: "Our Song family is a small family, and there are not so many rules. I am a bad old lady who sees the sky ordering people like this. This person has a big heart, so naturally I don't care."

Song Xing knew that Cui was referring to Ximei, so he said: "Ximei is old, mother can ask Liu Po ​​what she means, besides, Liu Po ​​has never missed three meals a day in our house in the past few years. It’s no longer hard work, it’s time to enjoy happiness.”

When Cui heard this, she understood that her son really didn't care about Ximei. She was happy at the same time and worried at the same time: "I'll ask Mrs. Liu, but don't talk about others. Home, let mother hug a big grandson?"

Song Xing smiled, lowered her eyes and said, "Jin'er is not your grandson anymore? If my sister hears this, I might feel uncomfortable."

Jin'er is the nickname of Song Lianyu's son. When Cui heard this, the smile on her face faded, and then a layer of fatigue surfaced.

The old lady of the Li family and her eldest son Li Qingsheng are nothing. The story of Song Lianyu carrying the child back to her mother's house has been spread all over the town. The Li family didn't feel ashamed, for these two days they were actually preparing to beat the gongs and drums to marry the flat wife back home, and they didn't care about the life and death of their wives and children outside.

Song Lianyu already had the intention of reconciling, but He Jin'er was the only child who made her hesitate.

Song Xing patted the back of Cui Shi's hand: "Mother, sister and Jin'er will be fine."

Cui sighed, and couldn't even summon up the strength to scold Li's family.

Song Xing said again: "The two of us are teaching San Yi a few words at home, and it's time to go back to the private school in a few days."

Cui Shi nodded: "Just take care of yourself."