Jun Xie Chenxin

Fifteen years ago, Qi Yang was still a five-year-old child. He didn't know who his parents were or where he was. He was always wandering around with an elder brother. In this precarious age, there are many children like him. Luckily, at least there are people by my side.

But on the year of his fifth birthday, the elder brother whose appearance has long been blurred in his memory disappeared after throwing him in Deming Jianzhuang.

So he was taken in by Deming Jianzhuang and became a nominal disciple of the outer sect. In fact, he was a rough envoy in Deming Jianzhuang. Bow your head, everyone can bully him and belittle him.

His brother told him: must live.

……

That was the last snow before the New Year's Eve, Qi Yang's third year in Deming Jianzhuang, the snow was especially heavy that year, the big world was vast, everything was white, and there was no dust anywhere.

Qi Yang and his three servants lived together in the short house at the northernmost point. The draft from the north was blowing through the hall.

A few people gathered in a pile, leaning against the charcoal stove that was about to go out, Qi Yang rubbed his red and swollen hands from the cold, and kept breathing, trying to warm his body in this way.However, the breath that was exhaled instantly became cold, and it did not have the slightest effect...

"Hey!" Someone outside knocked vigorously on the door, "Don't be lazy inside, the little farmer asked you to sweep the snow in his yard!"

"I know... I know..." Someone in the room responded.

"It's so fucking unlucky, it's snowing and you still ask me to come to you to work!" The people outside cursed, then shrunk their coats and disappeared in the snow.

The faces of the people gathered in the room were pale, and suddenly someone frowned and complained, "It's fine if we don't add carbon to us in such a snowy day, and even the clothes are two thin! How can we bear it!"

Qi Yang didn't speak, rubbing his hands and staring at the faint red light in the charcoal furnace in a daze.

"Look, this quilt is full of reeds, how can it keep out the cold! This is clearly trying to freeze us to death!" The man continued to complain.

"Hey... that's right, you said that the snow hasn't stopped in this kind of day, and you let us go to clear the snow. You obviously want to freeze us to death!"

"That's it! Damn it!"

The remaining two should deal with the complaining servant. Seeing that Qi Yang didn't say a word, they joked, "Didn't you be accepted by them as an outer disciple? Why are you still with us servants, so miserable?" ?”

Qi Yang, "..."

"Stop talking, you've seen him talk? Maybe he's just dumb! The owner of the village despises him, so don't accept him!"

"I'm not dumb." Qi Yang said indifferently, raised his eyes to look at the three people, his eyes were lifeless, as quiet as a pool of stagnant water, and then he lowered his eyes and began to be dazed.

A few people were stared at by such eyes, and their hearts trembled.

"Hey, have you had any contact with this person before? Has he always been like this?"

"I haven't met him before, and I live in a separate room with him for the first time this year..."

Several people were discussing in whispers, but Qi Yang didn't care at all, and after about half a cup of tea, Qi Yang got up.

"Hey, why are you going?" Someone looked at Qi Yang in surprise and asked.

Although Qi Yang is eight years old this year, he has not grown much compared to three years ago. His body is thin, and he seems to be blown away when the wind blows.

He stopped at the door for a second, then replied, "Go to sweep the snow."

Then the door was opened, and a gust of wind swept the snow into the house. The three people in the house were blinded by the wind and snow, and they gathered tighter. They shouted to close the door soon, and there was a sound of "creaking" from the wooden door. , Then the wind and snow rushing into the house stopped, and the three of them raised their heads again, but Qi Yang was no longer in the house.

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay.

"It's really sick, how do you sweep such a big snow!"

"This kid is probably a fool."

"What a lunatic..."

……

Qi Yang was having a hard time walking, every step he took on the snow made a "quack" sound, and before he reached the small owner's courtyard, his shoes were already soaked.He didn't care, and walked numbly, the wind and snow cut his face and hurt, and after a while, his face was red and swollen, Qi Yang paused, looked at the dark sky, his heart was as empty as this boundless Like the black sky, he took a deep breath and continued to move forward, finally arriving at the courtyard of the small village owner.

The main room in the courtyard was brightly lit, and the occasional laughter and laughter were in great contrast to the situation Qi Yang was in at this time.

He curled up, holding the broom in his hand and looking at the bright room. For some reason, he was exposed to the wind and snow outside the house, but seeing the warm yellow light in the house, he felt a little bit of warmth in his heart.

As long as a ray of light shines on him, he will be willing to work hard to catch that ray of light.

Rarely, Qi Yang showed a slight smile, he approached the edge of the main room, let himself be closer to the light, and then started to clean the snow from the edge of the room.

Perhaps the snow was too thick, and the sound of sweeping was a bit heavy, which startled the people inside, and the laughter inside stopped suddenly.

After a while, the door opened, followed by the curtain.

Qi Yang saw that it was the small owner of the village wearing a fox fur coat——Yin Chu, Yin Chu was holding a thermos pot, and beside him stood a young master from an official family, and another was the owner of Deming Jianzhuang. Daughter - Yin Qian.

Qi Yang saluted the three of them.

"Hey! I never thought that a fool really came to sweep the snow! It seems that I won the bet!" Yin Chu said to the young master of the official family with a proud face.

The official young master seemed a little unconvinced, "This is your servant, what you asked him to do, can he not do it?"

"Okay! You guys are the only ones who can come up with such a boring game in such a snowy day!"

"Haha, Yin Chu, your sister is really kind!"

Yin Chu snorted twice, and asked Qi Yang to raise his head. When he saw Qi Yang's face clearly, he realized that he was the outer disciple who had no emotion, was a bit dumb and didn't like to talk. Good skin, so Yin Chu remembered him, "Why are you the only one, what about the others in your room?"

Yin Chu is only two years older than Qi Yang, but because he is a young master, he speaks a bit domineeringly, not like a ten-year-old child.

"They didn't come."

Yin Chu clicked his tongue, then frowned and looked at Qi Yang, "Can't you say a few more words? Of course I know they didn't come, what I'm asking is why they didn't come!"

Yin Qian pouted and said angrily, "Brother, don't embarrass him. It's useless to sweep such a heavy snow. Why don't you let him go back and rest!"

The young master of the official family echoed it, and finally did not forget to praise Yin Qian for her beauty and kindness.

Originally, people came to sweep the snow because of a boring gamble, but now Yin Qian and the official young master are helping to talk, and Yin Chu didn't bother to blame Qi Yang, so he waved Qi Yang away.

Qi Yang saluted again, and when he walked to the gate of the courtyard, he looked back at the warm light, only to see Yin Qian smiled at him, that smile was gentle, Qi Yang thought at that time, this might be his second Daoguang.

On the second day, the snow stopped, the weather was fine, and there was a clear scene.

It is said that it is cold before the frost and cold after the snow. This is not unreasonable. Qi Yang didn't sleep well at night, and was woken up by the cold the next day when it was bright.

The frostbite on his feet and hands started to itch again, and Qi Yang couldn't bear to scratch it a few times before bleeding out.

……

Two days later, Qi Yang found that the three servants who lived with him had disappeared, and he overheard someone talking about it. The three were found lazy and punished to stand in the snow, and the three were frozen to death. ice sculptures.

Human life is like worthless, like shoes, Qi Yang only mourned the three of them for a moment, and then lost his emotions.

On that day, Qi Yang became a real disciple of the outer sect, and he no longer needed to be a miscellaneous thing, but followed Yin Chu's side and became his companion.

Whatever Yin Chu learns, he learns.

No one shy away from the fact that a mute can really learn some profound skills from Deming Jianzhuang. In fact, Qi Yang did as they wished, showing no talent.