It's better to make money these days

It was night, and a child's cry resounded through the sky.

The man outside the door leaned against the door happily and asked, "Did you give birth? A boy or a girl?"

The sweat-soaked woman on the bed in the house smiled and said to the midwife, "Show me."

"This, this child..." The midwife looked at the child wrapped in blankets, her voice trembling uncontrollably.

The woman said weakly: "What's wrong?"

The man outside the door couldn't wait for a reply, he pushed open the door anxiously and entered the room, he couldn't help laughing when he saw the child, he walked over to pick up the child, and said softly: "Let me see if it is... .”

The voice stopped abruptly, a trace of panic flashed across the man's face, and the hand holding the quilt suddenly froze.

Seeing this, the woman on the bed forced herself to sit up with the help of her neighbors, panting, "What's the matter, is it a boy or a girl?"

The midwife stabilized her mind, carried the baby over, and said, "Congratulations madam, it's a boy."

The man stared blankly at his wife holding the child and talking to the neighbor with a smile on her face, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

After a while, the midwife and the neighbor cleaned up the house. The neighbor congratulated her and left, but the midwife did not.

The midwife has already put one foot into the coffin. She has helped deliver babies countless times, but she has never encountered such a strange thing.

The man has been silent since seeing the child.

The midwife patted his arm, shook her head and sighed: "At least it's a child. If it can be born, it means that the gods let him live. Let's have a good child, I'm leaving."

The man's Adam's apple moved, and he said hoarsely, "Thank you, and please...don't tell anyone..."

The midwife walked towards the door, and waved her hand with her back to him: "Don't worry, I only know that Feng's family has got a boy."

The man lowered his eyes and whispered, "Thank you."

The door creaked shut, and the man stood for a while before returning to the house.

The woman in the room had tears all over her face, with one hand on the child's neck.

The man's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he ran over with horror on his face, and said sharply, "What are you doing!"

The woman took out her hand and burst into tears: "He is a monster, how could I give birth to him, a monster who is neither male nor female!"

The man picked up the child, and the light purple marks on the child's neck told him that the woman had indeed killed him just now.

Trembling, he put his fingers under the child's nose, and sat on the bed with a trembling body.

The woman stopped sobbing immediately, and when she saw him in a daze, she hurriedly crawled over to look at the child, she cried, "I didn't! I haven't used all my strength yet, how could it be..."

The man looked at the little face sleeping soundly in the quilt, and said, "He's not dead yet, he's just in a coma."

The woman closed her eyes and hugged the baby crying loudly.

Seven years later.

"Hey, Fenghua, come out to play later?"

A child in a light blue cloth turned around and said with a smile, "Okay, let me tell my mother."

That smile was so pure and beautiful, the little boy blushed, turned and ran away, shouting as he ran, "I'll come to you later!"

Seeing him running away, Fenghua entered the house with a grin. He put the cloth bag on the table and turned his head to look at it. He couldn't help wondering, "Huh? Where are your parents?"

After wandering around several rooms, but no one was found, Fenghua sighed and shook his head, went into his room, walked over, took out a small white bottle from the drawer, poured out a pill, and murmured: "I'm going to finish it again." Lah, I have to tell my mother later." He didn't know why he had to eat this every day, but his mother made it for him, and his father didn't have it.

It's just a bit unpalatable.

He closed his eyes and threw the pill into his mouth. He quickly reached out to pick up the water on the table and drank it. After swallowing it, he stuck out his tongue, raised his arm, wiped his mouth and ran out.

Huzi squatted at the door, holding a branch and writing something on the ground.

Fenghua opened the door and smiled: "You are so fast." His house is at the other end of the village.

Huzi was startled and quickly threw away the branch, stood up and pulled the dirt away with his feet.

"That, that," Huzi didn't dare to look at him, stretched out a small hand, and stammered, "Here, here you are."

There is a candy in the center of the palm, and the yellow paper is still stuck on the small yellow one.

Fenghua smiled, stretched out his hand to pinch it and threw it into his mouth: "Thank you." Ever since he told Huzi that he had to take bitter medicine every day, this person would bring him a candy every day.

Huzi withdrew his hand, and wiped the touched hand against his trouser leg twice.

Feng Hua looked at the ground and asked, "What were you writing just now?"

Huzi scratched his face and didn't look at him: "No, it's nothing." The husband taught his name today, but he just wrote the word "Fenghua".

Feng Hua didn't care either: "Where are we going to play?"

Huzi tilted his head and thought for a moment, then said, "Let's go to the gazebo, maybe we can catch small fish."

The place Huzi was talking about was the small stream beside the village. When the water rises in summer, there will be many small fish and shrimps in it. Love going there to sit and chat.

The two children arrived in a short while running and jumping.

"Huzi, are you playing with Fenghua again?" An old man squatted by the stream and teased.

Huzi blushed and said, "If you don't play with him, who will you play with?"

Feng Hua laughed loudly at the side: "Grandma Chen, stop laughing at Hu Zi, his face is blushing."

Grandma Chen couldn't help sighing when she saw the two children splashing on each other by the water.

It's been so many years in a flash, this child really looks better the longer he grows, he can't see anything at a young age, but what should he do if he reaches the age of development.

"Grandma Chen, look, there is a small fish!" Fenghua held the body of the fish in his hands, and turned to show the old man on the shore.

Granny Chen said with a smile: "Fenghua is so powerful, come up after playing, it will be cold in a while."

"Understood, Granny Chen, please go back slowly."

Grandma Chen—that is, the midwife back then, she turned and left with a smile and a sigh.

What a good boy, how come...

In the evening, Fenghua returned home with a small fish.

Wen Qing was cooking in the kitchen, when he heard the door open, he said, "You're back, have you taken your medicine?"

Feng Hua hurried over, raised her arms and said happily: "Mother, mother, look, I'm catching a fish!"

Wen Qing smiled, bent over and squeezed his little face with free hands: "It's amazing. Have you taken the medicine?"

Feng Hua nodded obediently: "Eat, eat, this bottle will be finished again."

Wen Qing stood up and took the spoon slightly, then asked, "How many more?"

"There are only three left."

Wen Qing frowned, and the sadness on her face was fleeting. She said, "Do your homework first, and call you when the meal is ready."

Feng Hua nodded, and when he walked to the door, he suddenly turned his head and asked, "Mother, where did you and Dad go when I came back? Eh? Has Dad not come back yet?"

Wen Qing lowered his eyes: "Oh, your father and I went out to do some errands, maybe he hasn't finished it yet, he'll be back later."

"Well, then I'll do my homework first."

"Good boy, let's go." Seeing him go out, Wen Qing put his hands on the chopping board and closed his eyes, sighed before continuing to stir the porridge.

Huzi has a trouble these days - Fenghua hasn't smiled for several days for some reason, and even if he smiles, he is reluctant. He wants to ask what's wrong but doesn't know how to ask.

"Ugh."

Huzi turned his head to look, it was very good, no one paid attention to them.

He moved his body, got closer to that person, and whispered: "Fenghua, why are you unhappy these days?"

Fenghua turned her head to look at him, sighed again, and said, "My parents don't know what they are up to, I haven't seen them for several days." It was fine before, the two of them left early at most and returned late at most, but since this month it has been almost Every time I have to leave for two or three days before returning.

Huzi frowned: "Then, there might be something wrong."

"Oh." The problem is that I don't know what's going on.

One day, after Fenghua woke up, he was surprised to see the two of them still there. He hurriedly ran over to hug Wenqing, but looked at his father: "Father, mother, are you all done?"

Feng Wu smiled, stretched out his hand and rubbed his head: "It's okay, what do you want for lunch, dad will make it for you."

Wen Qing hugged him, stroking his back with both hands, and said coquettishly, "Come on, you burn the kitchen down."

Fenghua giggled, but he didn't know that this was the last time he saw his parents.

When I came home from school at noon, the house was silent, and the smell of rice would have wafted out if it was usual.

Fenghua panicked for no reason, he opened the door and ran into the yard to call out to his parents, but there was no response, and when he returned to the house, he was turned over in a mess.

Tired of shouting and searching, he sat on the threshold, staring blankly at the trampled flowers and plants planted by his mother in the yard.

This sitting is a day.

The courtyard door was pushed open with a creak, and a man in black wearing a half silver mask walked in.

Fenghua looked up at him.

The man bent slightly and sighed: "Come with me."

Fenghua opened her mouth and passed out before she could speak.

The man was startled and quickly took him into his arms, stretched out his hand to feel his pulse, and couldn't help laughing, "Did you faint from hunger?"

When Fenghua opened his eyes again, he found that he was lying on a big bed. He wanted to sit up but had no strength.

There was a person standing beside him, and that person looked down at him, and said, "Hey, I'm awake, wait, I'll call someone."

Fenghua rolled her eyes and looked at the top of the bed.

After a while, a man came in, followed by a man carrying a tray with a bowl of porridge on it.

"Eat something when you wake up, and we'll talk about it when we have something to eat." The man sat aside and stretched out his arms to hug him up.

Fenghua opened her mouth obediently and let him feed.

The man squinted at the side, and the two retreated knowingly.

After eating half a bowl, when the man handed it over again, Fenghua turned his head away and asked, "Where are my parents?"

The man put the bowl on the stool beside him: "Dead."

Fenghua's body froze, his eyes were slightly moist, but he stubbornly refused to let the tears fall and just opened his eyes wide.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the man couldn't help feeling a little annoyed that he said it too bluntly, so he coughed twice and said, "I'm your father's master, and I didn't do anything in the discipline in retreat a few years ago. This year, the righteous way has frequently harassed us. The protector went to your father for some reason. Alas, how could he not care about it? It had already stopped a few days ago. Who knows that they changed the leader. The new leader might be thinking of doing meritorious service. A few days ago, he suddenly called When you came up, the teacher was caught off guard, your parents rushed over to save the scene, but you didn't expect that the leader..."

Fenghua's small body trembled slightly, tears finally dripped down.

He has no mother and no father.

The man was frantically looking for a handkerchief to wipe him, but he didn't have any handkerchief, so he had to use his sleeve to blow his nose, and after he had cried enough, he said: "Your enemy is the leader of the martial arts, from today I will be Your master, I will teach you martial arts when you are healthy, whether you will take revenge or not is up to you."

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