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The environment of green mountains and green waters will never get tired of seeing. A child walking on a pair of open-toed straw sandals is running on a piece of grass. A forest can be seen in the distance. Behind the forest is a faint green mountain. In the distance is a meandering brook flowing by, with the sound of rushing water, washing over the stones and the ground. When you get closer, you can see some small fish and shrimps swimming in it and swimming on their backs.

I don't know where the green water plants came from, and there are some black bugs who don't know what they are. Near the stones, there are some shell-like creatures, and some are like snails, growing in that humid environment.

On the other side, beyond the rows of houses, there is a neat and orderly field ridge, which is where the villagers' cultivated land is located. Their cultivated land is all together, clearly divided like a chessboard, and it is connected into a large area, which is very regular.

This is the territory of Xuanwuzong.

All the people living in this village are family members of Xuanwuzong disciples, including children.

The child who was fostered by his uncle and aunt was actually the son of an elder of Xuanwuzong. Because he was too young to live up the mountain with the elder, he was raised at the foot of the mountain.

Yes, the sect of Xuanwuzong is located on that faint mountain.

The so-called high places are unbearably cold, I think there are many bitter cold places on the mountain, so, except for some disciples who must be on duty, other disciples can go home and live in this small village when they are not on duty.

Of course, some martial arts classes are indispensable.

Well, Xuanwuzong is a sect that teaches martial arts. This is a world with rivers and lakes.

Jiang Hu, the child thought this way, finally stopped running, and calmed down his panting a little. He is still too young and has not touched any martial arts. Running like this every day can be regarded as exercise, and he can also breathe fresh air However, this kind of training will not last too long, and soon, he will formally come into contact with martial arts.

"Mo'er, Mo'er!"

Auntie's figure came from the village, very bright.

"coming!"

Turning around vigilantly, before seeing anyone, he called back first and ran back.

At the entrance of the village, a woman with her hair tied was standing there. When she saw the child, she quickly waved: "Mo'er, come quickly."

Beside her, a young Xuanwu Sect disciple stood there, his crow blue clothes were not outstanding, thanks to the young man's thin waist, he had the smell of a young white poplar, otherwise, he would be like an old farmer in the ground , I only see simplicity, but not elegance.

His eyes followed the woman's gaze to the child, and he grinned. His white teeth showed a good background. Poor people can't brush their teeth with salt every day.

"This is Elder Ji's son, so cute!"

Ji Mo almost rolled his eyes at his compliment. What did that sentence say, even those who are not good-looking can be praised as cute, but his appearance, thanks to the brightness of the bronze mirror, he is still very self-aware.

Small eyes, bulbous nose, paired with an unremarkable ordinary lip shape, plus a round face, well, as a child, it is very good to have a round face that looks good.

"Thank you, you are cute too."

Ji Mo, who had already walked up to him, replied like this, not to mention old-fashioned, but the flat tone, no matter how you listen to it, is a bit weird, plus this sentence, how can you say it is cute to an adult?

But you have to be harsh for this, how many words can a child have to say... It's wrong to refute, it's wrong to admit, in short, it's awkward everywhere.

The woman froze slightly with a smiling face, and said with a smile: "You child."

The smile on the young man's face also froze, he laughed and said, "Ha, it's really cute!"

The two quickly got over this topic in a tacit understanding, leaving no room for Ji Mo to speak, the woman patted Ji Mo on the back and pushed him forward, "Your father sent someone to pick you up the mountain, and you can learn martial arts from now on." , are you happy?"

Ji Mo looked up at the two of them, and said, "I'm happy, I'm really happy, really, I've been looking forward to this opportunity for a long time."

There is no trace of a smile on his face, and there is no ups and downs in his tone, just like a straight line without turning, piercing his heart with an arrow, you should believe it or not when you say it.

The young man couldn't even pull out his stiff smile. He probably had a lot of complaints in his heart. He didn't say a word to Ji Mo on his face. Died in infancy, he only said to the woman: "...he looks quite like Elder Ji."

Afterwards, the two said something like "it's okay" and "it's okay". The woman, as a sister-in-law, doesn't have much to worry about her elder brother. Those who were chatting casually said a few words and took Ji Mo away.

When Ji Mo left, he looked back. The young man thought that he was reluctant to leave home. Uncles and aunts raised him so much, and they were like parents to him. Afraid that he would cry, he was about to coax him, so he listened to Ji Mo. Mo turned around and shouted: "If you don't want my things, let me take them away."

It looked like the woman was trying to usurp his property.

The woman's face was as stiff as ice, and her eyes were full of embarrassment. She looked back at the young man, "What do you mean, what do I want to do with your things? Just take them away." .”

The young man didn't expect to have this part at all. He originally took people and left, packing lightly, but when he actually left, he had a big burden on his body, complete bedding, and a washbasin.

Holding Ji Mo's hand and walking up the mountain, the young man intentionally made Ji Mo suffer, so he didn't hold him and walked quickly, but walked slowly with his pace, saying to him: "Actually, there are everything on the mountain, Ji Mo The elders have prepared everything for you, you don’t need to bring these things..."

"You don't know my father well, do you?"

Ji Mo pointed directly at the center.

"Uh, Elder Ji is not in charge of teaching disciples, I am..."

The young man said uncomfortably, before he finished, he was interrupted by Ji Mo, "If you are familiar with him, you know that he doesn't think about these things."

How has Mo spent these years?

I don't want to complain, I don't want to say how bad my uncle and aunt are to me, they also have their own children, and they must be partial to their children, and the only thing that Elder Ji sent down is money. It was decided by them. As the child who is not valued, Ji Mo doesn't want to wear patched clothes anymore, doesn't want to pick up things that his younger brother doesn't want, and wants to get benefits from his father, can't it?

The answer is, no.

This kind of thing should be taken for granted, because he was entrusted to his uncle and aunt to raise him, so he can't go over their children, and can't make any "unreasonable" demands, and what he gets is like alms.

There is no need to say anything, no need to blame, no need to beat or scold, but with such an attitude, those who should understand will naturally understand, and those who don't understand will understand how redundant they are after repeated hopes fail.

Many things are ridiculous when I think about them. For example, a daughter entrusts her son to her mother and pays a lot of living expenses every month in addition to tuition and miscellaneous expenses. But how much of these living expenses can fall on the son in the end?One yuan for breakfast is only enough to buy a pancake, at most two yuan, plus a cup of porridge, what about the rest?

No more.

When the mother talks about it, she always talks about how hard it is for her to help her daughter raise her grandson, how much money her grandson spends, and so on, but every time she is unwilling to even pay the necessary tuition and miscellaneous fees, every time she takes it out, it is like a gift, insisting on letting it go. People stretch out their hands and wait...

There is a kind of dull pain in my heart, I thought that the things I had forgotten long ago were reminded by similar reality, suddenly, it seems that I am not so happy.

No one knows about the poor little fellow who lives under the fence, those short years, the dream bubbles that seem to be forgotten, and the "growth" that is advertised as the achievements of others. How shabby a small bag of dried fruit slices felt. From the beginning to the end, the flat school bag has never been opened. The bag of snacks ran around with him for nothing. I opened the package and ate one piece at a time, less than ten pieces. It was delicious, but it was just sweet in my mouth.

After eating, he felt a little sweet and greasy. He looked at the various bottled drinks in the small shop not far away, but he didn't move. He didn't even have money to buy a bottle of water.

What do you say when you go out, oh, "Eat at home, the food outside is not good", "What's wrong with the school, it's so troublesome", "Kids don't take money, what to do if you lose it", adults always have reasons to clamp down on one A child, and in sharp contrast to my cousin's spring outing a few days later, there is a big bag of snacks, food and drink, and I am afraid that it is not enough to give him money, so he can buy it outside.

Vegetables are more expensive, rice, noodles and oil are more expensive. There are always many reasons for his living expenses to increase every year. But what he eats every day, when his grandma once added some hot water to his cousin’s leftover wontons, he brought them to him. At that time, he finally couldn't bear to call his mother to complain.There should be no hatred, but why is this between relatives.

Could it be that the money his mother gave made him unable to eat a bowl of fresh wontons?

After being picked up by my mother, the ice cream wholesaled in the summer can finally be eaten casually. Unlike before, I dare not even stretch out my hand. I am afraid that when my aunt goes to get the ice cream, she will say "why is it gone so soon?" Accusing him of gluttony.

Every time I take those things that they say can be taken casually, I feel like I am a psychological burden of being a thief... Those childhood shadows that still hurt my heart when I think about it, are really...

"What can I do? I always have to bear the pressure that does not belong to this age."

Pretending to sigh deeply, Ji Mo teased the young man, and the other party relaxed a little, and began to say a few more words to Ji Mo, a child who is not like a child. In his words, he inevitably said something from a woman. From what I heard, "naughty" or something like that.

"Of course I should be naughty and ignorant, even naughty, otherwise, how can I highlight their hard work in raising me?"

Ji Mo couldn't help showing some sarcasm, just because in those years when he was under the fence, he always had to bow his head in front of his grandma, nourishing grace, hehe, nourishing grace, he should remember.

To this day, I still don't like snacks.