stardust

"Husband, listen! There seems to be a baby crying over there?" A young woman carrying a basket shouted to the man behind her.

"Really? Then go and have a look!" The man behind him was carrying a large bundle of firewood, and quickly squatted down to put the firewood on the ground, and he and his wife searched in the direction of the crying sound.

On a barren mountain that is not high, there is a winding path, a dilapidated temple, and a baby leaning against the broken door.

The young wife picked up the swaddling baby and found a white and thin baby inside, who was crying from hunger.

The couple held the child and looked around to see if anyone was looking for the child. There was a strong mountain wind, but there was no one.

"It seems that they were abandoned here by their parents. What a pity! We are so young, if we are one step late, we are afraid that we will be dragged away by wild animals in the mountains. Oh, what a crime!" the wife muttered.

The husband frowned, wiped his hands on his body, and then took out half a cornbread from his wife's pannier, and handed it to his wife, "Give him something to eat first, I'm afraid he will cry when he is hungry."

The wife took half of the bun, twisted it into pieces, and stuffed it into the baby's mouth. As expected, the baby pursed his mouth and stopped crying.

"Here, give him some more water so he won't choke." The husband handed the water to his wife.

After the baby was full, he showed a sweet smile, as if he was satisfied.

"Look, this kid is pretty good-looking, with round eyes and a cute smile... How could his parents be willing to abandon him?" The wife sighed while teasing the baby.

"We have been waiting here for an hour, but no one has found it. It seems that it is indeed an abandoned child. It is getting dark, let's take him home first, and come here to wait for his parents later." The husband looked God, said.

The wife nodded and put the baby in the basket behind her. The husband bent down to pick up the firewood, and the couple took the abandoned baby down the mountain.

Flash forward three years.

"My lady, I'm back!" A middle-aged man entered a thatched hut with firewood and pheasants on his back.

"Daddy!" A four-year-old boy shouted happily, and immediately poured a cup of tea and walked towards his father, "Daddy, drink tea."

The man unloaded the firewood in the yard, handed the pheasant to his wife who was cooking, and took the tea from the boy. With a smile on his rough face, he patted the boy's head while drinking tea and said, "Yanger , what did you do at home today?"

"Yang'er has done a lot of things today. He helped me sweep the floor, wash clothes, pick vegetables... let him go out to play, and he picked some wild fruits back, just right for you to make wine." Entering the house, he said.

The man patted Yang'er on the shoulder lightly, and said with a smile: "Yang'er is really good, I know I love my parents. Come, see, what did I bring back for you?"

Yang'er lowered her head shyly to hear her parents praise her, but when she heard her father's words, she immediately raised her head, her eyes lit up, and looked at her father.

The man took out a small wooden sword from his arms and handed it to Yang'er.

Yang'er immediately laughed, which was exactly what he had always wanted.Ever since he went to the market with his father last time, he has never forgotten the wooden swords in the hands of the children on the street, but he knew that his family was poor and couldn't afford toys, so he just looked at it for a long time and didn't tell his father. Noticed that I bought it back for myself!

"Thank you Dad!" Yang'er took the wooden sword and thanked him politely.

The man and his wife looked at each other with a smile, and sighed secretly: "This child is smart and well-behaved, with a gentle temper, and behaves like a child from a wealthy family. It seems that he has a good background, but it is a pity that he has not found his biological parents, so he can only stay in this village. Li, following us to endure hardships and poverty, really wronged him."

The man touched Yang'er's head again, and said, "Eat first, then go play."

"Yes, father, you sit down, I'll serve you a meal." After finishing speaking, he gently put down the wooden sword and went to the kitchen.

After dinner.

Yang'er took the sword and waved it in the yard. For some reason, he has loved sticks and swords since he was a child. Every time he played with the children in the village, he would hold a wooden stick as a sword and call himself a chivalrous man. scholar.

The man sat at the door sharpening the knife, and his wife was mending the clothes beside him. The two looked at Yang'er lovingly and chatted.

"I heard a big event in the teahouse at the foot of the mountain. The Song family of the Xianmen family married the Yun family of Bingzhou. Song Lingchun, the eldest son of Song Zongzhu, married Yun Fei, the daughter of Yun Zongzhu. When the wedding banquet was held, a young woman She broke in, scolded Song Lingchun for treachery, and then committed suicide. Under the eyes of everyone, Sect Master Yun's face turned green, and everyone thought that the marriage might be dissolved. Who knew that Yun Fei loved Song Lingchun so much, she didn't care, and insisted on marrying Song Lingchun. After worshiping and getting married, Sect Master Yun had no choice but to suppress his anger and continue the marriage. Sect Master Song immediately spoke well to Sect Master Yun, scolded Song Lingchun severely, and then ordered people to drag the woman's body out and throw it away. This matter was over. Who knew That Song Lingchun actually went crazy, ran over and snatched the young woman's body, cried and laughed, and then committed suicide. You said, this good wedding banquet has become a funeral banquet, oh, what a pity!"

After the wife finished listening, she also shook her head regretfully, and said, "I have heard that Mr. Song loves a woman, and Sect Master Song dislikes that woman from an ordinary family background, and has been refusing to accept it... Sigh, it's also a bad fate!"

Yang'er was playing in the yard, hearing this story seemingly without knowing it, a trace of sadness welled up in his heart inexplicably.

He looked up at the gradually setting red sun, the sunset glow was so red, it seemed like blood and tears flowed from one eye...