Fast time travel: clear dream presses the galaxy

Looking for flowers in the forest this winter is very tiring. As soon as she was lying on the bed, she heard a knock on the door.

Wrapped in a quilt, Xinghe turned over and wanted to continue to sleep, but there was a deafening "dong dong dong" sound of gongs and drums outside.

As long as you are not deaf, you can't bear it.

Xinghe got up from the bed, put on his coat, picked up the kitchen knife on the table, and opened the door.

There was a crowd standing at the door, the red, green and green faces were painted like ghosts, and they danced around her. I don't know who pushed her into the middle of the yard, holding bells in their hands, making a noise. The Xinghe brains are all croaking.

If it wasn't for being really tired last night, Xinghe wouldn't mind dancing with them.

Like a fool, she stood in the middle with a kitchen knife, and finally threw the kitchen knife to the ground, then covered her ears.

The stepmother outside the yard and a group of residents who watched the excitement had never seen such a big battle, and they were all baffled that such a big battle would cost a lot of money.

The stepmother said proudly; "It's all paid by her future husband, saying that as long as it can be cured, it doesn't matter if the money is more."

The villagers said enviously; "She is really lucky. After Ke died so many husbands, there are still people eager to marry her."

Someone sneered and said, "Then you marry, the widow doesn't care about that family."

In an instant, many unmarried and newly married girls and wives here blushed, and continued to watch the fun with a bah.

Yes, the five of them are well-known in the nearby villages, and their families are better than theirs, but once married, they are the joint wives of five brothers, so ordinary people really can't hold on.

Xinghe was really buzzing, he pushed away the dancing crowd, walked directly to the big man sitting under the tree beating the gongs and drums, grabbed the gongs, and then "boom, boom, boom" without any rules He ran towards the stepmother at the gate of the yard.

Everyone ran away because of the noise, but she chased the slow-running people and threw up, even children who were sitting on the ground and crying.

The sound of the Brazi gong perfectly covered up the crying of the children and the accusations and abuses of the adults.

Of course, there were also people who tried to beat her secretly, but she broke her hand directly. He lay on the ground crying in pain, and then asked his stepmother for medical expenses.

Xinghe thought it was a good idea, so he beat and kicked those middle-aged men, and after a while, there were a group of screaming villagers on the ground, and this exorcism officially failed.

In the end, the stepmother had to take them to ask the doctor to prescribe medicine to cure the disease. It's not that she didn't play tricks, but seven big men were injured here. The wives, children, and mothers all came over, and almost destroyed her house. flipped.

They said that they could beat Feng He if they didn't pay, and the stepmother readily agreed, but immediately paid for Feng Ke when they wanted to beat Feng Ke.

Xinghe was still sitting in the yard with a smirk, knocking on a gong. This broken gong is her trophy today. To be honest, although she won, it was a miserable victory, because her ears are still buzzing. hum.

Covered in mud, she went to the kitchen to boil hot water and took a shower, then put on new clothes, lay down on the bed happily and fell asleep.

But in the afternoon she woke up again, this time it was the much less powerful stepmother who cursed at her. She spent a lot of money in the afternoon, and spent most of her savings over the years, so she was naturally out of breath.

How ugly is the scolding?Anyway, the birds on the branches flapped their wings and flew away.

Ye Jian stuffed cotton in her ears, turned over and continued to sleep.

The stepmother directly scolded that the moon was coming out, and Feng Ke was hungry and crying, so she stopped and went to the kitchen to cook. Of course, she was still swearing, but the swearing was only those ugly words, and she even scolded her dead mother Once.

Feng He is just like a mute, no matter how much she scolds, she will chop wood in the yard, even if she scolds him that he should die, and his dead parents go to hell, he turns a deaf ear to it.

Xinghe finally waited for his stepmother to leave, then opened the door and slipped out.

She came a bit late today, Zhuang Guangji thought that something happened to her, watching her skillfully lit a fire, picked up firewood, and heated up the food he gave him. How many.

For a while, Zhuang Guangji gave the amount for two grown men, but she also ate it up. He really didn't find out where the bottom line of her food intake was. He was afraid that she would be overwhelmed, so he fixed the amount of food given to an adult man every day.

Because Xinghe didn't get enough sleep during the day, he fell asleep when he was full, chewing on the crystal candy he gave him before, feeling very happy.

But recalling what happened in the morning, she still feels a pain in her head, if she dares to disturb her to sleep, the stepmother, a bastard, will wait.

So in the middle of the night, Xinghe ran back, first stuck a wooden stick to the door of their main house, and then cut another opening in the window they had repaired with great difficulty, and took the day's spoils of war to attack the broken window. The mouth is a burst of knocking.

The three sleeping sweetly in the room instantly sat up from the bed, covered their ears and screamed, thinking that something happened, but it turned out that she, the little girl, was taking revenge.

If anyone said she was crazy again, the stepmother would be the first to step forward and desperately.

Then they pushed the door out and tried to kill her, but found that the door was stuck from the outside and couldn't be opened at all, so they had to pick it out from the window, and Xinghe ran away immediately.

Although he could beat them well, he was so full that he didn't bother wasting energy on them.

Happily ran to the river, continued to warm up and eat snacks, life is really very pleasant.

In the early morning, she went to pick a bouquet of wild flowers and put them in his window. He still waited until there was no movement, then opened the window to get the flowers, and put them in, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

In fact, I want to tell her that there is no need to pick flowers. It is not easy to find blooming flowers in such a cold day. What if I fall?
But I was afraid that she would misunderstand that she didn't like these flowers.

Forget it, just take it as her return gift, and don't think too much about it.

As soon as Xinghe returned to the door of the house, he saw his stepmother sitting at the gate of the yard waiting for him with a pole. There was still a quilt outside, and his eyes were still closed. He probably wanted to catch him for revenge.

Xinghe sneered, climbed in from the tree next to the yard, stooped into his room, closed the door gently, took off his shoes and jacket, so that he could sleep sweetly wrapped in a quilt.

The stepmother waited drowsily at the door for a long time but did not wait for her to come back. She closed her eyes and rested for a while, but she fell asleep for three or four hours. With a sound.

He kicked open her door and found that she was sleeping soundly. He took a basin of ice water from the well and poured it directly on her head.

The cold touch made Xinghe jump up from the bed.

With a "bang", the stepmother threw the tub directly to the ground, and hit her with a pole in her hand.

Xinghe was beaten several times. She was completely awake, but she had no weapon in her hand, a long pole, and a small room. She had nowhere to hide, so she ran out barefoot without any shoes or coat.

In the yard, the stepmother's pole was useless, because Xinghe ran so fast, he ran out of the yard in a flash, and the stepmother chased after her with the pole.

Xinghe barked as he ran, coupled with the voice of his stepmother cursing, it was like flying dogs, and everyone in the village came out to watch the excitement.

The thief laughed loudly when he saw this scene, their family has long been the laughing stock of the village, and they are used to chatter whenever they have nothing to do.

It's been a long time since I saw my stepmother chasing and beating her with a pole. It seems that she was really angry during this time.

The insider knew the inside story and said, "Is that suffocating? Or is it because the money-hungry stepmother heard her husband's family say that this madness can't be cured, and the bride price is only willing to give five taels of silver. It was originally agreed to be 30 taels. Don't get mad."

- "Hey, it's so good that I'm going crazy if I lose 25 taels."

— "But can anyone else be blamed? Isn't this vicious stepmother driving you crazy?".

—"Isn't that right, the river is frozen in winter, and she has to be forced to wash clothes at night, only two steamed buns a day, and she has to go up the mountain to mow grass to feed pigs, and to collect firewood, what a crime. !”.

- "...".

There were a lot of people watching the excitement, all of them were familiar with each other, and many of them showed sympathy, but none dared to step forward to stop them.

In the end, after dancing around for a long time, the village came out. There were three tall men in the village family, so they stopped the stepmother.

And he also kindly asked Xinghe to go to their house to warm up, ate a steamed bun, and finally gave him a pair of shoes. Although they were worn out, they were still much more comfortable than barefoot in the ice and snow.

Xinghe saw that the soles of his feet were pierced with stones and scum, and he sighed. It seemed that he must be ruthless, otherwise he would not be able to restrain these monsters.

At noon that day, Xinghe went to the river, first boiled water to wash his feet, then tore off his clothes and bandaged his feet, otherwise he would suffer even more from tetanus.

With a piece of dogtail grass hanging from his mouth, he lay beside the fire, looked at the blue sky, and sniffed, feeling sad.

Suddenly there was a smell of food in the air, she sniffed her nose and sat up.

A middle-aged man in a long gray dress came over with an oilcloth bag in his hand.

This was the first time Xinghe saw someone delivering food to him, and immediately raised the corners of his mouth and called out sweetly; "Uncle".

Steward Song looked at the little girl and smiled, and said, "Why is it so early today?".

Xinghe sniffed, clutched his stomach and said in embarrassment; "I'm hungry".

Steward Song handed her the oilcloth bag. His sharp eyes saw that she was barefoot, covered in a mess, and there were many faint bloodstains. Looking at the bruises on her arm, she couldn't understand. He just sighed and turned around to leave.

There are troublemakers out of poor mountains and rivers, so what can he say if he is just an outsider.

Looking at his back, Xinghe waved sweetly and said, "Thank you uncle, uncle worked hard, be careful not to fall on the road."

Steward Song looked back at the smiling little girl, feeling sore in his heart, and walked even faster.

Zhuang Guangji was having dinner in the house when he heard a knock on the door and looked up at the door.

Steward Song pushed open the door and said respectfully, "Master."

Zhuang Guangji nodded and looked at him with some puzzlement.

Steward Song said, "That little girl hurt her foot."

Zhuang Guangji frowned slightly.

Steward Song knew that the young master was kind-hearted, so he continued, "She didn't wear shoes today, she just wore a single shirt, and there were bruises on her hands. She must have just been beaten by her family and kicked out."

Zhuang Guangji put down his chopsticks and looked at him calmly.

Steward Song didn't get any instructions, so he closed the door and went out.

Zhuang Guangji walked to the desk, hesitated for a while, and took out a brush to write on the paper; medicine.

Opened the door, handed it to the servant at the door, closed the door immediately, stood by the window and looked at her little pink figure, no wonder she was so honest and not bouncing around today, it turned out to be injured.

Such a cute little girl, why are her parents so cruel?
Steward Song took the paper from the servant and said with a smile, "I know the young master won't ignore it."

The servant; "But isn't it, the young master is famous for his kindness."

Steward Song took the medicine and sent it over.

Xinghe said gratefully; "Thank you uncle."

Steward Song shook his head with a smile and said, "If you want to thank, thank my young master."

Xinghe nodded with a smile and said, "Enen, thank you, young master, and uncle."

After Steward Song went back, he knocked on the young master's door again.

He smiled and said; "The little girl wants me to thank you".

Zhuang Guangji just looked back at him, and then turned back to stare out the window.

Steward Song didn't bother him either, and withdrew respectfully.

Such an excellent and benevolent young master, who thought he was the master of the capital at the beginning, but now he can only cultivate in such a remote place, and his voice is completely ruined, what a pity!
Xinghe was humming a ditty while applying the medicine, the medicine was very effective, and the burning pain disappeared after a while, and now he just feels warm.

Then he stared at the direction of his yard in a daze, it was not the same thing every day, he had to find a chance to feel his presence in front of him, otherwise he would either starve to death or freeze to death.

Looking at the delicate white medicine bottle in his hand, two words immediately appeared in his mind; sell badly.

If I go back now, there is a high probability that I will be married off by my stepmother. If I ran to the gate of his yard in a panic halfway to ask for help, I don't believe that he will not accept me.

So at dawn, she went to pick flowers for him as usual, but this time it took a little longer.

When Zhuang Guangji heard what the butler said yesterday, he thought she would not send flowers today, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't hear anything, and just when he was about to sleep, he heard a familiar voice.

Opening the window was the same as usual, and a bunch of beautiful wild flowers came into view, and her small figure gradually disappeared from sight.

This time he was not very happy to receive the flowers, but worried about the injury on her feet.

So he opened the door, and Butler Song stood respectfully at the door.

When Zhuang Guangji saw him, he nodded and took out a pen and paper on the desk to write: Don't run around when you are injured, heal your injury.

Steward Song took the note, nodded and said, "Yes, young master, I'll go to her house to find her right away."

Zhuang Guangji was taken aback when he heard this, but he didn't stop him.

Butler Song lowered his head, hiding the smile in his eyes.

Now that he got the young master's order, he went to look for her with some new clothes, shoes and socks made for her by the doctor in the yard.

Although the meal has been delivered for more than three months, I really don't know the name of this little girl, so I went to the village chief first.

When I first entered the village, I saw a group of people wearing bright red wedding clothes, knocking and beating, and I was very happy. If I met a happy event when I went out, I would be lucky.

The village chief was standing at the gate of the yard watching the excitement, with a happy smile on his face.

When Feng Shuang's parents got married, he was still a matchmaker. He just liked Feng He's honest and obedient temperament. At the beginning, their relationship was very good. Many people in the village were very envious, saying that he was a good matchmaker, but they didn't expect Ah, her fate is unlucky, she died after only three years of marriage.

Then Feng He, who usually looks honest and honest, hooked up with this famous shrew for some reason. Poor Feng Shuang was sold as a child bride at the age of three. The little girl I watched growing up has now become like this .

When the village chief was feeling a lot of emotion, he saw Steward Song coming towards him, and immediately stepped forward to greet him, saying flatteringly, "Butler Song, what brought you here?".

Steward Song smiled politely; "There is one thing I want to ask the village chief."

The village chief's creases were all together in his smile, and he asked, "Song Butler, you are polite, and you can just give me an order for anything."

Although he didn't know the status of the people who suddenly moved to the other side of the river, he knew that the county magistrate had come here in person, and he was trying to please Steward Song in every possible way.

Steward Song waited for the welcoming team to come over before he said with a smile, "This village is a good thing for that family!" He was purely asking for a good omen.

The village head laughed and said, "The married daughter named Feng He at the back of the village is married to the next village. She is a good family."

Steward Song nodded with a smile and said, "Marriage is a happy event. I came here today to find a little girl who is about seven or eight years old. She usually wears pink clothes." He gestured at his waist as he spoke.

The village chief thought about it carefully and said, "There are no seven or eight-year-old girls in the village who wear pink clothes." In places like theirs, most of the clothes are gray coarse clothes, which are cheap, easy to wash, and last for a long time. , not dirty.

Song Guanjia said: "It must be from this village. She looks quite cute. She usually wears two little thongs and her voice is very sweet."

A complex look immediately appeared on the village head's face. If it was someone else, he would just be perfunctory, but this is a big man who would nod and bow when the county head saw him, and he could never afford to offend him.

So he said cautiously; "I just remembered when you said that. There is really a little girl in the village who is exactly like what you said, but she is already 13 years old this year."

Steward Song was a little puzzled, but said, "Then trouble the village chief to lead the way, and I'll go see if it's her."

The village chief hurriedly responded, "Well, well, it's a coincidence if it's really this girl!".