Difficult to live with a sword

Few people come to Dabeng Village, a small fishing village along the coast of Zhejiang Province. At most, a few regular traders come here every month to collect fish.

As for Mr. Pianpian in white, the villagers in the fishing village have never seen him before.As a result, almost all the people in this village stopped what they were doing and came to see the strange things.

The young man in white has a face like a crown of jade, better looking than a woman.Seeing himself surrounded by villagers, he was not ashamed or annoyed, his clear eyes swept across the crowd lightly, and asked loudly: "I wonder if there is a ten-year-old orphan here?"

The villagers were stunned and did not dare to answer rashly. Could it be that they came to find relatives?Seeing that his age is only weak, how can he have a ten-year-old son?

impossible.

However, Dabeng Village is small, and it is clear who is in each household. There is only one ten-year-old orphan boy in the Ye family. The child's mother died early, and the adults in the family do not want to see him. Under the eaves, living in the wind and sleeping in the open, life is very miserable.

Seeing that the people were silent, Ouyang Du took out a tael of silver from his bosom and spread it out in his palm, "I came here looking for an orphan for my friend, and I have no malicious intentions. If someone shows me the way, this silver..."

"I know!" Before he finished speaking, someone answered.

He smiled as expected, nodded at the man, and tossed the silver to him.

Ouyang Du came to Ye's house following the villagers' directions, and saw a black lump curled up under the eaves of the house. When he walked in, he saw that it was a little boy, probably this child.

Ouyang Du frowned slightly, and stretched out two fingers to probe the child's neck.The child was very vigilant, and opened his eyes the moment Ouyang's cold fingers touched him, a pair of eyes, dark, clear and clean, filled with fear and deep hatred.

The child sat up, retreated to the corner, and asked timidly, "Who are you...?"

Ouyang Du looked at this skinny and sallow child, and asked with doubts, "Are you Ye Qingqing's son?"

The boy's eyes lit up, and he asked excitedly, "Do you know my mother? Are you my father?"

Ouyang Du shook his head, a little dumbfounded, but patiently explained: "My name is Ouyang Du. I don't know your mother, nor your father, but I am your father's friend, and your father asked me to pick you up."

The boy lowered his eyes in disappointment, Ouyang Du felt a little distressed, but in an instant, the boy asked full of expectation: "Brother, what about my father, why didn't he come to pick me up?"

Ouyang Du thought for a long time, looking at the child's star-like eyes, he was a little reluctant to tell him the truth, but he still said softly: "He passed away."

The brilliance in the boy's eyes went out in an instant, and a layer of mist covered his eyes, blurring his eyes.He roared in despair: "You lied! You lied. You lied..." Every time he repeated it, his voice lowered a degree, and he said the last word quietly.

He buried his head and knees, suppressing, blocking, that frail and desperate cry.

In fact, he had already had a premonition, if his father really loved his mother, why would he not come to pick them up for ten years? These ten years are enough for a person to travel all over the south of the Yangtze River and Mobei, see the impermanence of the world clearly, and understand the meaning of family. important.

But the man he was waiting for, the man who should have given him shelter did not come back.

Mother waited for him until he died.He can only outline the appearance of that person in the few words left by his mother.

The mother said: "Your father is a hero, but he is not as rude as other warriors. He treats people very gently. According to the book, this is called "a modest gentleman, as gentle as jade." "He must be an excellent father, but it's a pity that he hasn't come back..." At that time, the woman was sitting in a small and dark room, taking advantage of the full moon in August, sewing stitches for the man who had not returned. Wear winter clothes.

The boy thought of his dead mother, and burst into tears. He felt very cold, even colder than his aunt threw him into the cold winter wind.

Suddenly, someone hugged him and gently stroked his head. That cold body became the warmest existence in the world. The boy seemed to see his mother, and some seemed to have finally met his father. He hugged Ouyang Du, Cry aloud.

"You come with me." The man smiled, and wiped away the tears on the boy's face with his sleeves, revealing a thin, bumpy face with bright eyes and tears glistening, like an abandoned little yellow dog.

The boy wiped his tears again, looked at the house that hadn't given him any warmth since his mother's death, and held Ouyang Du's sleeve without any nostalgia: "I'll go with you."

Ouyang Du took the boy by his dirty little hand and led him to the entrance of the village. Relatives of the family came to stop them, Ouyang Du threw ten taels of silver to the family and told them to go away.

The boy looked at the frosty man in front of him, and he suddenly felt happy. Someone treated him well, so good that those who treated him badly looked at him coldly.

He held Ouyang Du's hand a little tighter, Ouyang Du thought he was afraid, so he turned around and smiled back at him.

The boy froze for a moment, and quickly turned his head away.

"Let's go."

"En!" The boy smiled at Ouyang Du.

Ouyang Du patted his head, "Your father said, your name is Fang Yi Gu, right?"

The boy nodded.

Half a month later, Ouyang Du took Fang's remains to a big house, which was built on the hillside, and it was called Xiaozhu in the past.Although it is named Xiaozhu, it is not small at all, at least he has never seen such a big house, it seems to be bigger than their fishing village, not to mention that this house is built on the mountain.

After Ouyang Du entered the front hall, he handed Fang's remains to the maidservant and left by himself.

Fang's bones were puzzled, and the servant girl Fei Hua laughed and said, "Young master loves cleanliness very much. He must burn incense and bathe every day. Young master Fang, this servant girl will take you to take a bath too."

Fang Yigu nodded in fear, and his affection for Ouyang Du increased a bit. He clearly loved being clean, but he held his hand all the way and didn't let go.

Fang's bones came out of the bath and put on new clothes made of silk. The whole person changed. It was no longer a dirty and black lump. The thin face was engraved with sword-browed and star-like prototypes. He is a handsome and extraordinary son-in-law.

Fang Yigu looked at himself in the mirror, as if in a dream. However, he had pinched himself countless times while taking a bath, and the pain told him that all of this was real.

Feihua took Fang's remains to the dining room for dinner.

Fang Yigu looked at the sumptuous dinner, then at Ouyang Du, who was seated in the honorable seat, and the four maidservants who were unmoved by the side, and asked Feihua in a low voice, "Don't you all eat?"

Although the voice was low, Ouyang Du still heard it. He smiled and said, "They will only have a chance to eat after you finish eating. This is the rule of my Xiaozhu in the past."

Fang Yigu sat down quickly and ate.

At the dinner table, Ouyang Du put down his chopsticks after eating for a while, and looked helplessly at Fang's bone, which was devouring it.

Fang Yigu was eating heartily, when he noticed Ouyang Du's gaze, he timidly raised his head, and said "ah" in embarrassment.

As soon as he let go, the big chicken leg he was holding fell to the ground.Fang's bones bent down to pick them up habitually, but Ouyang Du stopped him, gently wiped the oil stains on Fang's bones with a handkerchief, and asked, "Have you finished eating?"

Without waiting for Fang's bones to answer, Ouyang Du waved his hand, and the servants removed the dishes from the table in an orderly manner.

"Eh?" Fang Yigu stood up and looked up at Ouyang Du.

Ouyang Du said: "Don't eat too much, your stomach will hurt."

Although Fang Yigu was reluctant to part with delicious food, he subconsciously listened to Ouyang Du's words, so he nodded helplessly.

"I understand."

Seeing his aggrieved look, Ouyang Du couldn't help smiling, pinched the boy's ears lightly, and said: "Be obedient." He said to Fei Hua: "Take Young Master Fang to wash his hands."

In a word, the position of Fang's bones in Xiaozhu in the past was established.

After Fang's bones were cleaned of oil stains, Ouyang Du was no longer in the yard.Fang Yigu felt a little lost, but he couldn't say why, it seemed that only when he saw him did he feel that he was in the right place.

Fei Hua patted him on the shoulder tenderly, and said with a smile: "Young Master is very busy on weekdays, and it's common not to see him for ten days and a half months. How old is Young Master this year?"

"Ten years old." Fang Yigu answered truthfully.

"Huh?" Fei Hua looked at him in surprise, and Fang Yi looked away uncomfortably.He thought, probably Fei Hua regarded him as Ouyang Du's son.

Seeing the involuntary expression on his thin and small face, Fei Hua quickly looked away, and said with a smile, "Oh, it's fine." As it was getting late, Fang's bones were sent back to his room to sleep.

Fang’s room is exquisitely furnished, with poems, calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, a carved screen in front of the bed, a soft silk quilt on the bed, a small window half-opened, and banana leaves gently swaying outside the window.

In early summer, the room was stuffy, so Feihua put an ice box beside the bed, and held a white fan lightly in her jade hand, blowing a cool breeze.

Fang Yigu knew that these were extremely comfortable enjoyments, but he just felt uncomfortable. It was difficult to fall asleep on the soft bed, not to mention that Feihua was guarding him, and he was uncomfortable even turning over.

In the middle of the night, with dark circles under his eyes, he sat up, looked at the drowsy Fei Hua, and whispered, "Sister Fei Hua, go to sleep."

Fly a little bit, go.

Seeing Feihua gone, he breathed a sigh of relief, and lay his thin body back on the bed, ready to sleep.Unexpectedly, he still couldn't fall asleep, so he got off the bed lightly, found a hard floor at the foot of the bed, curled up his body, and fell asleep peacefully.

As the moonlight moved westward, someone opened the door and came in to see him. Seeing that he was not on the bed, the man frowned slightly, and hurriedly searched for it. Going to bed, gently covering him with a thin blanket, and fanning him for a while, the child quietly backed out after he was sound asleep.

When the sky was shining, Fang Yigu woke up, sat up from the bed in a panic, and ran out the door without his shoes on, looking at the exquisite small courtyard outside, he was stunned, feeling lost, but then smiled again .

Gone are the bitter days of being dependent on others.

He thought, Ouyang Du must be his father's best friend, otherwise why would he take him so well?

Ouyang Du is a good person.This idea was quietly planted in the child's heart.

"Why did you come out without wearing shoes?" Ouyang Du walked out from the room next to Fang's bones and stretched.

Fang Yigu stared at him blankly, but didn't speak.He thought, Ouyang Du is really pretty, even more beautiful than the village flowers in their Dabeng Village.The child is still young and doesn't understand love, but simply appreciates the beauty of the man in front of him.

"What's wrong?" Ouyang Du approached and patted his face lightly.

Fang Yigu came back to his senses, lowered his head, and said, "It's nothing."

Ouyang nodded, touched the child's sunken cheeks due to malnutrition, "You can sleep for a while later, and ah, don't sleep on the floor anymore."

Fang Yigu scratched his head, "Well, I see. Then you can't come back so late."

Ouyang Du smiled: "I came back so late to support you."

"I know everything, I can support you."

Ouyang Du wondered: "You are so young, what can you do?"

The boy patted his chest, "I can chop firewood, boil water, cook and take a shower..."

Ouyang Du raised his forehead, "You don't want to do any of this."

The boy was puzzled and frowned, "Then what should I do, I won't do anything else."

Ouyang Du looked into the boy's eyes, and said seriously: "Fang Yigu, I want you to study and practice martial arts, and become a hero like your father, do you understand?"

Fang Yigu nodded in a daze.

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