Chapter 01 Cold

The autumn, the cool breeze is bleak.

Xiao Xiao's cool wind ruthlessly blew the sky and the earth, blowing heaven and earth to the extreme desolation of the earth.

Jianghuai region of Shenzhou, a prosperous town called Shuijiahu Town, wears thick autumn clothes regardless of busy shops, stall owners or past merchants. However, with exceptions, a teenager who is about 14 or 15 years old, carrying a sack and wearing only a thin shabby dress is more eye-catching.

After passing through the downtown, most people cast contemptuous glances at him, and several ten-year-old children followed him pointing, cursing and laughing contemptuously. The children seemed to feel that it was not enough to say it, so they simply stretched out their feet to beat him down, and then dispersed. When the adults saw the teenager fall, they all showed gloating and laughed.

Even beggars are not so annoying. Obviously, these people are a little entangled with him. The reason why this teenager was so hated is that he had been a thief and stole things from the town.

The teenager got up, did not dare to refute without anger, and continued to walk forward, his eyes were full of cowardice and inferiority. Because he is used to being bullied and ridiculed. Everyone thinks that this is the end of a "thief", and sometimes he thinks so himself.

Since "sometimes" thinks so, sometimes it doesn't. The reason why he doesn't think so is that his understanding of "people" is not the same as that of most people.

The teenager's father was a teacher. At the age of ten, his father died of illness and his mother was seriously ill due to the loss of her husband. When his father died and his mother fell ill, the family's source of livelihood was lost, and the family was even poor because of treating the disease and taking medicine.

The coldness and warmth of human nature appeared at this moment. Just as the teenager was full of hope that his uncle, third aunt, fourth uncle, fifth uncle and sixth aunt would help him, and thought that his relatives were really close, but the facts crushed his ideas. He believes that people should help each other and help the weak, and most people think so, but most people don't think so in terms of material things.

At the age of 11, my mother was dying for several months. He was caught when he went to the pharmacy to steal medicine, and four or five adults beat an 11-year-old child to death. The thief's name came from this, and he only stole it this time.

He cried in despair, crying when his mother left, crying when he was scolded, crying when he was beaten, and crying when he woke up alone late at night. If you cry too much, you won't cry anymore, and you won't cry if you beat or scold again.

Many people have thought about how they should live their lives, and teenagers are no exception. Since he gave up the idea of leaving this world he hates, he has also considered it. He thinks that he is just "living" all his life. It is the greatest luxury to have something to eat every day.

The teenager thinks that he can only do this in his life, because he is still young, weaker and has no strength to change his life. Life is not doomed, just like you don't know what will happen tomorrow, you won't know why your life has changed.

The teenager walked to two dilapidated houses with a sack. These two dilapidated houses were his home. Since his parents left, his home was only two dilapidated houses. On the path in front of the shabby house, there is a man lying. People who come and go think he is a dead person, and those who don't think he don't want to care about this person.

Lying on the ground is a man in white, about 256 years old, with square eyebrows and a slender figure. The man in white holds a long sword tightly in his right hand. The sword is more than three feet long. The scabbard, hilt and grid are all red and copper. You can't see how the sword body in the scabbard is. At a glance, you can see that the man in white is a sword fairy in the world.

Most people ignore the man in white, which does not mean that no one pays attention to him. When the teenager saw this man lying in front of his house, he went up and took a look. After trying with his hand, he was still breathing, so he patted the man in white and asked, "What's wrong with you? What are you doing lying here?"

Seeing that he didn't wake up, the teenager shook the man in white again and asked, "Are you hungry?" Or are you dizzy? If you are hungry and dizzy, I can help you, and if you are dizzy, I can't help you.

Under the shaking of the teenager, the man in white finally became conscious, and there was a low cry for help in his dry lips: "Feed me some water... I will thank you for saving my life. I will protect you for the rest of your life... Don't worry about food and clothing for the rest of your life." He didn't open his eyes when he spoke. Obviously, he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes.

The teenager is an ordinary person, an ordinary person who worries about eating, and a 14- or 15-year-old child. Although he didn't think about what he could get from the man in white at first, and he wanted to save him because of his human opinion, but when he heard that he could keep himself from worrying about food and clothing, he guessed that he would give a lot of money. Thinking that he had become what he is today because he had no money, the teenager was more willing to help the man in white.

He quickly ran to the room to bring out a bowl of water and fed it to the man in white with a spoon. The man in white drank a bowl of water and whispered, "I have a bottle in my arms. Pour a pill for me to eat."

The teenager really touched a small white porcelain bottle from his arms and poured out a black pill the size of a nail cap and put it into the mouth of the man in white. The man in white swallowed the pill and said, "Please take me to your house to rest for two days. Remember not to tell anyone about me. I will reward you after two days of injury." Fearing that he would be rejected, he added, "I guarantee you don't have to worry about food and drink all your life."

The man in white knows that the town is full of ordinary people. If he exchanges with ordinary people under such attractive conditions, most of them will be rescued.

The teenager is only 14 years old and weak. He dragged the adult back to his home and was dizzy. He rested for a while before he recovered.

Put the man in white on an unused piece of broken**, and the teenager began to prepare his dinner. His dinner is wild vegetables and sweet potatoes dug from the outside in a sack. It is also easy to make. Cook the sweet potato wild vegetables in water and sprinkle some salt to make rice. Although it tastes bad, there is nothing else to fill your stomach.

The next day, when the teenager woke up, he saw that the man in white also woke up. He lay with his eyes open. He could not do anything but close his eyes and talk. The man in white woke up and said, "Thank you for saving my little brother. What's your name? I can repay you after I get hurt." He spoke much better than yesterday.

The teenager rubbed his eyes and replied, "Yan Ji."

The man in white said "um" and said, "Brother Yan Ji, remember that my name is Xiao Yi. I will definitely repay you for saving my life."

Yan Ji didn't say anything about saving his life and asked, "How's your illness?" Do you need to take medicine? I can't help you without medicine."

Xiao Yi said, "It doesn't matter. I don't need medicine. I just need to rest for a while, but I have to bother you to give me something to eat." Fearing that Yan Ji would be reluctant, he added that sentence: "I will repay your kindness together."

Yan Ji took the leftover wild vegetable sweet potato soup last night and brought it to Xiao Yi and said, "I don't think you can move. I'll feed you."

Xiao Yi smiled and said, "Thank you, Brother Yan Ji."

Xiao Yi ate the hard-to-eat wild vegetables and sweet potatoes and looked at the house again. The whole room was so simple that it could not be simple. When it comes to furniture, there is only a table with several coarse porcelain bowls and two beds. Looking at the stove with only salt pot, I couldn't help sighing, "This teenager's life is so poor."

After dinner, Xiao Yi was also bored lying in **. He wanted to talk to Yan Ji to relieve his boredom and asked, "Where are the people in your family?"

Yan Ji paused and said confusedly, "I'm the only one in my family."

As Xiao Yi thought, looking at the teenager's family background, he guessed that the teenager was an orphan. How could a teenager in his teen with healthy parents only eat wild vegetables and sweet potatoes?

Xiao Yi was sad and thought, "People who don't have enough to eat are still willing to help others. It seems that this teenager's heart is very good. At the beginning, he woke me up without knowing that I would be well paid, which showed that he didn't have any motive in saving me.

Suddenly remembered that he had eaten the teenager's sweet potato. He hasn't eaten yet. Xiao Yi hurriedly said, "There is some silver in the money bag on my waist. You take it and buy some meat back. I'm afraid you won't have to eat your sweet potato."

Yan Ji took off the money bag from Xiao Yi's waist as ordered. There were more than 20 taels of silver in it. This was the first time he saw so much money and thought, "If all this money is used to buy rice, I'm afraid it will be enough for me to eat for ten years."

Yan Ji was stunned there and didn't say anything for a long time. I don't know whether his expression was surprised or excited.

Looking at Yan Ji looking at the sluggishness of 20 taels of silver, Xiao Yi thought he thought he had little money and said, "This money is the reward I paid you first. I will give you another hundred taels of gold when I get better. What do you think?"

"Give me so much money?" Yan Ji couldn't believe her ears.

"Yes!"

"One hundred taels of gold!" Yan Ji muttered these five words and said to himself, "With so much money, I will never be afraid of starving to death in the future, and those people will no longer dare to look down on me..."

"If only I had so much money when I was sick, I would have the money to buy medicine for my mother..." At this point, I couldn't help crying and thought, "I just have a thousand taels of gold, and ten thousand taels of gold can't let my mother live."

Seeing that the teenager suddenly burst into tears, Xiao Yi asked, "Little brother, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Ji forgot that there were outsiders here for a moment, and hurriedly wiped her tears and said, "Is this money really for me?"

Xiao Yi answered again, and Yan Ji confirmed that the money had belonged to her and walked out of the room with the money.

"With money, I am no longer afraid of being looked down upon."

Yan Ji looked at his clothes like a beggar, thinking that ordinary people envied those nobles dressed in silk and satin, and thought that no one would bully him if he was well dressed, so she walked to a clothing store and said timidly to the female shopkeeper, "I want to buy a dress."

The female shopkeeper whose eyes were squeezed into a line with fat meat on her face glanced at Yan Ji and said, "Thief, do you have money to buy clothes?"

"Yes, you see!" Yan Ji showed an ingot of silver.

The female shopkeeper saw the silver, narrowed his eyes and opened a little, and snorted coldly, "Are you thief stealing money again?"

"No, I didn't steal it." Yan Ji answered in a low voice.

If you have money, you can make money, and the shopkeeper no longer said anything. While taking a dress to Yan Ji, she warned him: "Listen, thief, if your money is stolen, the owner will find me to lose money in the future, and I must pay off your house."

Yan Ji wanted to refute, but he didn't dare to speak. He changed his clothes and walked out of the clothing store. When he came to a meat stall, Yan Ji said timidly, "I'll buy three catties of pork."

The stall owner said in a rough voice, "Where did the thief get the money to buy meat? Is it the stolen money?"

Yan Jiliang paid again and said, "It's not stolen."

The stall owner was also willing to sell meat. He cut three catties of meat and threw it to Yan Ji. He pointed the knife in his hand at Yan Ji twice and said harshly, "If you know that your thief's money was stolen, I will chop you with a knife. I'm not as good as those people in the pharmacy. I only hit you a few times."

Yan Ji didn't dare to talk to him anymore, picked up the meat and went home.

For half a month in a row, when Yan Ji came out to buy vegetables, he would always be asked if the money was stolen. He opened his mouth and called Yan Ji with a "thief" and closed his mouth. Things are not as he thought. Even if there is money, everyone still looks down on him, and those children still bully him and throw mud at him.

He suddenly understood that if those people were not difficult to sell things and make money, how could they sell things to him? Those people still looked down on him.