A few months ago, in a small mountain village in Mengxian County, a little girl of seven or eight years old sat under the eaves of a thatched hut in a courtyard, engaged in female labor.
She had a thick black hair, a long comb behind her ears, and a beautiful hat made of straw bark on top of her head.
He was dressed in a coarse linen coat worn by the local villagers, and a pair of beautiful bark sandals were worn underneath.
Her hands were very dexterous, and she was weaving a straw hat with great speed.
She can knit three of these straw hats a day, and she can support herself with her own skills.
She is none other than the little junior sister that Zhuang Zhou misses very much.
Mohist disciples, both men and women, must learn one or two survival skills in addition to learning Mohist thought.
As the granddaughter of Bird Slippery, she is no exception.
Zhuang Zhou's little sister is also a poor child, her father and mother died in battle when they were on the mission of the Mo family.
Her fate is much better than that of Yang Qing'er, she has not been displaced, and she has never left her hometown.
She has always lived with her grandfather, and only when her grandfather left the Mo family branch altar was she sent to a relative's house in the countryside and hidden.
Bird Slippery knew that he had offended many people, the Mo family swordsmen had killed many people, and there were many enemies.
In order to preserve the only offspring, every time he left the Mo family's altar, he would secretly send someone to hide his granddaughter.
"Rong'er, Rong'er, Rong'er" Outside the courtyard, an old woman's voice came from surprise.
"Wife" The little girl agreed, put down her work, and looked towards the gate of the courtyard.
"Shen Rong'er, your grandfather sent someone to pick you up."
The old woman said, and she couldn't help but be reluctant to get up.
Rong'er has lived in her house for so long that she doesn't need to take care of her at all.
Although Rong'er is only seven years old, she can do everything, in addition to taking care of herself, she can also knit straw hats to earn money.
Not only can she get the money that Bird Slip gave her, but also the income from Rong'er weaving straw hats.
Rong'er can not only take care of herself, but also be very sensible.
All day long, the wife screamed long, and the wife screamed shortly, and the little mouth was sweet.
In the long night in the north, with this lovely person by his side, he can beat the time the most.
"Oh, I can see Brother Zhuang again, oh, Brother Zhuang, I'll be back tomorrow, oh, grandfather, Rong'er, I miss you."
Shen Rong'er stood up, ran to the yard and raised her hands high, and jumped up for joy.
At this time, she saw that the wife was crying, and immediately stopped dancing, obediently walked up to the wife, stretched out her little hand, and wiped her tears.
"Mrs.
Rong'er will still come, and Rong'er is reluctant to give up Mrs.
Rong'er" The old woman hugged Shen Rong'er tightly and was reluctant to let go.
After a while, sure enough, a carriage came.
A drunken coachman got out of the car, took out a few gifts from the back compartment, staggered into the yard, put his things down, and looked at Shen Rong'er.
"Who are you" Shen Rong'er asked, her eyes widening.
She didn't know this person, and this person wasn't the one who sent her.
"I'm here to pick you up, he's drunk, I've drunk too much," said the coachman, and without waiting for Shen Rong'er to clean up, he grabbed her little hand and walked out the door.
"Lady Grandma Grandma Grandma" The old woman followed behind, looking reluctant.
Said: "Go ahead he's in the car, he's drunk." ” When she got to the car, Shen Rong'er saw that the Mo family swordsman who sent her, a disciple of her grandfather, was drunk in the car.
Seeing that the person who sent her came to pick her up, she also got into the car with confidence.
The old woman went back to the house to pack Shen Rong'er's clothes, and when she came out, the carriage was already far away.
The carriage went on for an entire afternoon, without stopping.
In the evening, the drunken driver slowed down.
When I got off the bus at the door of a liquor store, I went inside to buy food and water, and put it in the carriage.
"If you want to pee, you call me to go at night.
If you are sleepy, you can sleep in the carriage. ” The coachman finished in a rough voice, turned and walked back again.
"Where are we going?"
asked Shen Rong'er.
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She felt that something was wrong, the man who had sent her had been lying in the carriage like a dead man.
It's all about alcohol, and I haven't woken up once yet.
And when she came, it didn't seem to have walked that much.
When she came, she came on horseback, and she sat in front of the man, and it took her half a day to arrive.
"What nonsense," the coachman shouted: "Something is wrong, we have changed places, the Mojia branch altar is occupied by Taoist people, do you know?"
"What about my grandfather, Brother Zhuang?"
The coachman sat down in front of him, and no longer paid any attention to Shen Rong'er, and as soon as the whip was raised, the carriage turned.
Night falls, and the evening breeze is gentle.
The wheels of the car creaked against the road, and the hooves of the horses "clicked" non-stop.
I don't know when, Shen Rong'er fell asleep.
I don't know how long she slept, but she woke up.
Only then did she realize that the person who sent him next to her was no longer in the carriage, and the person who drove the car was still the same person as before.
Hungry, she ate dry food and drank a few sips of water in the dark.
After a while, she fell asleep again.
She didn't know that the water was undrinkable, and there was sleeping pills in it.
Previously, she also fell asleep after drinking water.
When I woke up again, it was already daylight.
I don't know how many days and nights I walked, Shen Rong'er was like this every day, after eating dry food and drinking water, she fell asleep, and her brain was blank.
There is no need to, and there is no need to.
On this day, she was carried out of the carriage by the coachman and brutally put on the ground.
She looked groggily in front of her.
In front of her, there were many people standing, all looking at her.
"She's the granddaughter of Slippery" A tall, thin man craned his neck and looked at the coachman This tall and thin man was none other than the man named "General Tian", the tall and thin man who led the archers in Pengcheng, and the "General Tian" who escaped by the waterhole.
"It's her, I found the person who sent her, it's her" "Well, take her down to take a shower and change clothes, so that you can live and serve hum, hum, you are an old thing, if it weren't for me, you would die in Pengcheng, old thing" Shen Rong'er was carried into the house and poured a bowl of antidote soup before she really came to her senses.
Still, her head was heavy.
She also already felt that she was being taken away by the bad guys.
After taking a bath, changing into clean clothes, and going to the hut several times in succession, her body recovered after pulling out all the sleeping pills in her stomach.
Naturally, she didn't see her grandfather, nor did she see her brother Zhuang.
What she saw was a barren mountain, a herd of cattle and sheep, and a boy about her age, a good-looking, but very naughty little boy.
"Where is this?"
asked Shen Rong'er.
"Qi Guo," the little boy replied
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