I, the ghost hunter, chase my wife thousands of miles away! [Rebirth]

"It's natural for parents to raise children, just like I will support you when you get old. I eat less and wear poor clothes. How can I be prodigal? Or, in Dad's heart, girls are prodigal no matter what, Boys are housekeepers anyway? Why don't you just say so? You don't let me go to school just because I'm a girl, not because you want me to chop wood to make more money!"

Her words are reasonable and resonant, if the master of the private school listens to it, he will nod repeatedly and teach her two allusions to increase the force of his words.

However, when his father heard these words, he poured a pot of water into the oil pan and it exploded instantly.

The father is vicious and the mother is cowardly.The result of that night was the same as before. Her father beat her severely, and then took the freshly chopped firewood and beat her hard many times.It wasn't until the blood seeped through the thick winter clothes and the person collapsed to the ground that the beating that was almost like executing the prisoner slowly stopped.If it weren't for the thick clothes in winter, her fate might have been confessed like this.

At night, the husband and wife both fell asleep, Haitang was still kneeling at the door, weeping alone in the howling wind, every time he took a breath, it felt like a thousand needles had been pierced into his lungs.

Her ears were buzzing, and the only thing she heard was her father's curse from inside the room:

"It's all due to your stomach! You can't have a son! That's why this prodigal son is so lawless!"

Hearing this sentence, Haitang smiled.

She doesn't laugh at others or herself, but laughs at a little book she once read.It said that the daughter is the apple of the eye of the parents, and the little princess who tries to do everything possible to love her.

She felt that the book was fake.

Haitang stared blankly at the moonlight on the firewood, and her own blood illuminated by the moonlight.She thought, she's been like this for the rest of her life.Her father always regarded her as a burden, and never had any half-hearted affection for her.She had never seen the Pearl, let alone the princess. She felt that since the things in the book were fake, those princesses in the palace were really pitiful.It is clear that they are not doing well, but people think they are doing well.

Haitang is actually very easy to satisfy. During the Chinese New Year last year, her mother folded a lantern for her. She loved it very much and hung it on the bedside. They all have to touch it.It seemed that just touching it could make her forget the reality for a while, and could barely comfort herself that her parents loved her.She actually just wants to be a normal child who can be treated like a child.

But what kind of life is a child who is taken seriously?

Haitang really wanted to know, she was so eager, and even dreamed many times in her dreams, her father said, girl, go to school.

But when I woke up, it was really cold under the quilt.

It's not that she doesn't fight, but if she does, it's useless.

Is there really such a life as her?

some.

Do such parents really exist?

Everywhere.

Haitang knelt until midnight and got up, went back to the house to sleep.She didn't have the time or energy to wash off the blood on her body, so she fell asleep wrapped in the smell.Parents are not good to her, she has to be good to herself.The deeper the dew is, if the body is injured by the wind and catches a cold, then the loss outweighs the gain.

Because according to her previous life experience, when she was sick, her father would tell her to endure it, and he would not send her to get medicine until she was about to die of illness.Before grabbing the medicine, he had to whip two sticks on her body.

"Begonia!"

The next day, she resigned herself to sitting in the yard chopping firewood, but a boy's voice came from outside the fence.That's Ah Zhong, who she envied, who was able to go to school to study.

She looked up, a gleam of joy flashed in her gray eyes, "A Zhong?"

The boy is already ten years old, he has grown up with her for three years, and he always takes good care of her when he speaks and acts.I saw him turning over and jumping in from the fence, smiling broadly.

"Why are you here? Don't you need to study?" Haitang wiped the ashes from his hand, and the joy just now disappeared.

Ah Zhong smiled and said: "Just came back from school, Father and the others are still in the field, they said they are coming back soon so I don't need me to go there. I just wanted to come and see you."

He approached Haitang, intending to say many happy things, but found the wound on her face, "You, you..."

Haitang took a step back, "I'm used to it."

Ah Zhong was very distressed, and blew on his wound twice, "Your father is so cruel, he hit you like this!"

Ah Zhong has no younger sister, and his two younger brothers are the masters of the trouble, so he has always regarded Haitang as his younger sister, and because of this, he is the only one in the world who cares about Haitang.

Haitang felt very warm, "It's okay, I also talked back last night, I actually guessed that Dad was so angry."

Ah Zhong wanted to touch his wound, but he was afraid of her pain, so he had to withdraw his hand abruptly. "It's all purple, it must be very painful, right?" He guessed the reason why Haitang was beaten, and asked, "Is it because of studying?"

Haitang smiled and didn't deny it, "I really envy you, you are carefree and you can still study... If you are successful in the future, you may be able to win the exam, and you will be honored."

When it comes to studying, Ah Zhong is very self-aware, so he scratched his head cheerfully, and said: "I don't count on Guangzong Yaozu, I'm stupid, and I know how much I have. It's enough to be able to read and write. so high."

Haitang frowned, and said: "How can you think like this? You don't have any ambition in studying, and you don't even think about your future, how can you get ahead in the future?"

Ah Zhong said: "There are many ways to get ahead, who said the only way is to study?"

Haitang felt sorry for him: "Since you don't like studying, why do you still go to school and spend so much money?"

Speaking of this, the smile on Ah Zhong's face became even brighter, he took out a sharpened twig from behind, and said, "I don't like studying, but I like being a master."

Haitang has not yet reacted: "What do you mean?"

Ah Zhong patted his chest, "I will teach you how to read. From now on, I will teach you whatever the teachers in the school teach me. I will tell you everything without missing a single word."

Haitang's eyes finally lit up, "You are serious!"

Ah Zhong raised his eyebrows at him, "When did I ever lie to you?"

As a result, the haze of yesterday was swept away, and the sun shone on the earth, bright and warm.

The two children immediately wrote and drew on the ground, and they were extremely happy.When squatting down and getting up, the wound would still be involved, but Haitang felt that it was not so painful anymore.

Ah Zhong found a piece of soft ground, stepped on it flat, then picked up a sharp stone, and taught Haitang to write the first character:

"Today I will teach you how to write the character '人'. This character is the simplest. Just one stroke on the left and one stroke on the right, and you can write it all at once."

Haitang pursed her lips, "I know this word."

Ah Zhong is eager to prove his role, "Knowledge does not necessarily mean writing. The length and angle of each stroke are all particular. The master said that if you want to write a word well, you can't write it hundreds of times. .”

What he said was reasonable, and his tone was soft when he spoke, which was very pleasant to listen to.

Haitang nodded approvingly, picked up a slender branch, and imitated Ah Zhong's handwriting.

The sun gradually slanted, and shone through the gaps in the mulberry trees, shining on the young man's face, and the years were quiet.

"Ah Zhong, we are actually wrong."

Haitang wrote and thought very seriously, even though she was only seven years old at the time.

"What's wrong?" Ah Zhong asked.

"Actually, 'person' is the most complicated word. You see, I have written so many words, but I haven't written any one well. It will be long and short for a while, or it will be crooked and unable to stand up. This shows that the simpler the word, the worse it is. Write."

"My God..." Ah Zhong thought he heard it wrong, and was so shocked that he could put down an egg, "Are you a natural talent, Haitang? Master told you exactly the same thing today!"

Haitang was delighted, "Really?"

"Of course!" The young man admired her very much, "The master also said that people are not only difficult to write, but also difficult to do. People are sophisticated, parents are short-tempered, and no matter what you do when you encounter problems, you can't face them, dough? Face... ..to cover everything, yes, it is impossible to cover everything!"

When mentioning this, Haitang's eyes became lonely, "You're right...every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite. We are born to suffer, how can it not be difficult?"

Her tone was low, like a dead leaf stuck in the soil in autumn, lifeless.

Seeing that she was sad, Ah Zhong patted her on the shoulder encouragingly, and comforted her loudly: "Haitang, don't be sad. I will cover you from now on. Tell me if you have any difficulties, no matter how hard it is, it won't be so hard!"

Ah Zhong is simple and honest, with a righteous temper. He said he would cover her, and he would definitely cover her.

Haitang looked at him, the haze in his eyes gradually disappeared, at that moment, it really looked like a crabapple blooming against the light.

During those days, Ah Zhong came to teach Haitang how to write every day, and when Haitang was practicing on the ground with twigs, he took the time to help her chop firewood.Ah Zhong has great strength, and he has been practicing chopping firewood since he was a child, and he can pile up a mountain of firewood in a short while.

Therefore, Haitang can read and write without delaying housework, which is the best of both worlds.

Looking back now, it was the most carefree time in Haitang's short life.

After three years like this, Haitang has learned a lot of knowledge from Ah Zhong one after another, although she is still often beaten by her father, often has injuries on her body, and has no medicine to take when she is sick.But every day when the sun was setting, Ah Zhong rolled over from the fence, and that shadow was enough to eliminate all her resentment.

She thought, life is really meaningless.But Ah Zhong made her feel that being alive seemed to have some meaning.

However, God's will is unpredictable, and the crabapple flowers that just emerged were not comfortable for a long time before they were hit by cold winter wind and snow.

When she was ten years old, Wan Jiang suffered a famine.This is something no one expected.Some wealthy families bought horse-drawn carriages and fled, leaving only some poor households, who could only live on the grain left over from previous years.

The famine came suddenly. At first, it was because of an earthquake that shook the mountains along the coast. Although not many people were killed, the quality of the sea water was greatly affected by it. For some reason, it suddenly turned green.A large area of ​​water near the shore was contaminated with toxins, and no fish or shrimp dared to approach it.

Wanjiang has lived off the sea for generations, with few crops, and the staple food is salvaged from the sea.But now that there is no food in the sea, their way of life is also cut off.Many families gathered strong men to go fishing together on a cruise ship, but those men went and never came back.

People guarded the granary that had not much left in previous years, waiting for the court to distribute the disaster food, but after a month passed, there was no news.

After that, three meals a day became one meal a day, and then two meals a day.Then, when the food at home was finished, people moved their targets to weeds and bark, and some even fought over a rabbit that was so thin that only its fur remained.

Haitang eats the least, and can only eat a fist-sized sweet potato in two days.When she was so hungry that she fainted, she tightened her trousers and took a small branch to write in the yard to supplement some spiritual food.As I wrote, my stomach didn't seem so hungry anymore.

Until that day, the father picked up a child, a boy about the same age as Haitang, who claimed to be the son of General Li in the capital, and was kidnapped here.

"General Li?" Haitang had never heard of this name before, so he asked confusedly, "Who is that?"

My father beamed at the mention of this man, and said: "General Li is a general appointed by the emperor. He has repeatedly made outstanding achievements in suppressing pirates. He is a great hero known to every household!"

Haitang looked at the boy who was as tall as her. He had a yellow and thin face and narrow eyes. No matter how he looked, he looked like a poor boy in a ravine, not from a rich family.

He asked again: "Since you are a great hero, how could you lose your child?"

The father was about to say something, but the boy opened his mouth first: "My father has made outstanding achievements. Naturally, some people are jealous. So they want to start with me and threaten him. I am my father's only son. If you send me back to the capital, My father must be grateful!"

Haitang still felt that there was something strange about this person, but the parents brought the child into the house as if seeing a life-saving Bodhisattva.

My father was already skinny, but he was still beaming when he mentioned this matter, "As long as we send him to the capital, we will have something to eat. We are General Li's benefactors, and he will never, never treat us badly!"

The boy snorted arrogantly, "Of course, my father may even hire you a small official to do it for you, and you will never have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of your life!"

His father hurriedly bowed to him, "Thank you, young master, thank you, young master! I don't know what your name is, young master?"

"My name is Li Zheng, but I come from a noble family. You are a countryman, you can't just call me by my first name, you still have to call me 'Young Master'."

"Yes, what the young master said is true!"

Li Zheng pretended to put his hands behind his back, looked at his home, and asked, "Is there anything to eat? I've been traveling all the way, and I'm hungry."

This chapter is so long!Praise me! ! !