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Text Chapter 1 The journey begins

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    Qingniu Town is a small town located on the border. If you accidentally open the map of the Daxi Dynasty, it is difficult to find this slightly smaller place name.  Although Qingniu Town is remote, it still has a population of several thousand households. The people here live peacefully, without any disturbance, away from the noise of the complicated world.

    It¡¯s winter, it¡¯s another twelfth lunar month in Qingniu Town, and heavy snow falls from the sky, covering this border town with a thick layer of white.

    It was already evening, and the winter evening felt darker than usual. The night was coming, and the lights of thousands of houses were already on. The cold wind was blowing the signboard of the inn at the end of the street, and the occasional sound was heard.  Dogs bark across the night sky.

    A huge villa, with the four characters "Taian Martial Arts School" written in flying phoenixes on the door plaque. At this time, the door of the martial arts school was closed tightly, and a child of about seven or eight years old was seen huddled under the door.  Firewood about the same height as him.  The child shivered in the cold wind. Under such coldness, he only wore straw sandals and a single piece of clothing full of patches.

    "Sellingfirewood, who wants firewood" This is the trembling voice of a child in the cold wind. In this freezing cold sky, this is definitely a voice that makes people tremble in the heart. It is unimaginably cold.  , in such weather, even the hardest laborers have gone home.

    "Firewoodcough cough" The child coughed, and his body became more tired. This small movement did not help in such a cold winter.

    Cold, the cold that penetrates the heart, the toes in cotton shoes are so cold that they can¡¯t feel anything. Yet such a weak child is suffering like this, waiting for someone to buy this load of firewood.  The snow on the ground was already above the knees, and there were only a few pedestrians on the road, except for the occasional three or two passers-by rushing home, lowering their hat brims and walking through the wind and snow.

    At this time, there was a sound, and there was a noise from the door of the martial arts hall behind the child, and the door was opened a crack.  One of them stuck his head out to look around. He was the butler of the martial arts school. He came out to light the lantern at the door to see how things were going.

    ¡°What a hell, it¡¯s been so cold in more than ten years!¡± The housekeeper opened the heavy door and then straightened the cotton hat on his head, cursing.

    After saying this, the housekeeper noticed a pair of dark eyes under his feet, and when he concentrated, he saw that it was a child selling firewood.  The housekeeper kicked the child and said, "Child, get out of here and don't block the door."

    "Uncle, do you want firewood? It only costs five cents!" The child begged weakly. This was the firewood he went up to the mountain before dawn, cut it for most of the morning in the severe cold, and then picked it back up. There were all the firewood on the mountain road alone.  Ten miles, and this kind of payment is only worth the price of a few sesame seed cakes.

    "No, no, no, get out of here!" The housekeeper drove him away without mercy.

    The child was driven to stand up, and the cold wind suddenly penetrated into his single clothes. He trembled and hugged his shoulders, and helplessly spread his hands to pick up the load of firewood that was extremely inconsistent with his height.  The ruthless cold wind took away the last bit of body temperature.

    "Sande, what are you shouting at the door?" Just as the child was about to leave, a female voice came from the inner courtyard.

    ¡°It¡¯s nothing, there¡¯s just a boy selling firewood at the door!¡± The housekeeper named Sande responded to the inner room in a respectful manner.

    "Oh, that's it. By the way, the firewood in the kitchen is almost out. Let's buy some on the way." I saw a beautiful young woman slowly walking out of the inner courtyard, followed by a girl with pigtails, looking like the children outside.  Similar to him, he was wearing a brocade cotton-padded jacket, holding a candied haws of sugar in his hand, and his face was rosy and very cute.

    I heard the housekeeper outside the house respectfully respond to the inner courtyard: "Yes, Third Young Mistress!"

    At this time, the little girl shook the young woman's leg and said: "Mom, I want to eat candy man, I don't want to eat candied haws!"

    The young woman said distressedly: "Go back to the house quickly, don't freeze my sweetheart, the candy man will buy it for you tomorrow, if you don't eat the candied haws, throw it away!"

    "No, no, I want to eat it now!" The girl shook the young woman's leg.

    "Xia'er, be obedient. Mom will definitely buy it for you tomorrow!"

    The girl pouted and returned to the house, threw the candied haws on the ground and let the yellow dog pick it up.

    In another cruel world outside the wall, the housekeeper named San De said to the child: "I bought this firewood for three cents!"

    "Isn't thisa little less" In fact, selling children for five cents is already very cheap, and usually the price is more than ten cents.

    "If you don't want to sell it, just go aside and don't block the way!" The housekeeper frowned.

    "Sell it, I'll sell it!" the child said eagerly.

    ¡°Wait, I¡¯ll get the money!¡±

    The housekeeper entered the inner courtyard, and the children were shivering outside the door with their arms folded. The cold wind was really cold. I don¡¯t know why. This year¡¯s winter was colder than in previous years, and the coldest one was this day. It was so cold that people couldn¡¯t feel it.  Go to the core.

    ??The child stamped his feet and waited patiently outside the door. He had already made several plans in his mind for the three cents.  Soon, this overwhelming hunger will be solved.

    This little bit of waiting seems like several years have passed

    The night is still cold, the streets are empty, only the cold wind is raging and carrying snowflakes, soaking the town, making the winter day that is about to fall even colder.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Sound!

    The child looked along the sound and saw a young woman wearing a ragged cotton jacket walking out of the house across the street.  The young woman was anxious and looked around on the ground, apparently looking for something to burn.

    This farmer's house is already simple and simple. The doors and windows in the house have long since disappeared. It can be seen that they have long been turned into ashes in the kang.  The cold winter wind penetrated into the house through the empty doors and windows.

    "Mom, I'm cold" At this time, a girl's trembling voice came from the room.

    "Xian'er, be good, mother is coming right now" The young woman searched eagerly on the ground. There was nothing flammable in front of and behind the house.

    At this time, there was a sound of clicking, and the door of the rich family opened a crack.

    "It's so cold!" The housekeeper named San De squeezed out of the door, stamped his feet, and handed the three copper coins to the child: "Here, your firewood money!"

    The child's dark hands were about to take the three cents, which was what he had longed for.

    "Mom" the girl in the opposite room called again.

    "Xian'er, be good, be patient a little longer" The young woman wiped away her tears and tried to comfort her, but she was helpless.

    The child¡¯s hand stretched out to the copper plate and stopped in mid-air. Then there was a growling sound in his stomach, urging him to take the three cents and go to the night market to buy a bowl of noodle soup, using the steaming hot noodle soup to dispel the cold and hunger.  You must know that he had been hungry and cold in the snow for a whole day, waiting for this moment.

    "I don't want any more money!" The housekeeper was annoyed that the child was still hesitant to accept the money. He thought it was because he thought the price was cheap and didn't want to sell it.

    Finally, the child pushed back the three cents and said, "UncleI won't sell this firewood"

    The housekeeper was so angry that he yelled: "You bastard, three cents is not enough, if you don't sell it, get out of here, get out of here!"

    Facing the housekeeper¡¯s angry expulsion, the child picked up firewood and went to the farmer¡¯s house opposite. He placed the firewood in front of the young woman and said, ¡°Sister-in-law, please accept this load of firewood!¡±```````

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