At this moment, Nalan Yue stopped playing, she waved away the snow slag covering Cinnabar's face, and said, "I will spare you a dog's life now, and if you trespass on the snow mountain again, I will let you freeze to death in the ice and snow." ” Cinnabar slammed out of the snowdrift and fled in disarray.
Aunt Fen really didn't come.
Cinnabar thought that he was really abandoned.
In fact, the moment he hit the rock, Aunt Fen didn't stop him, he knew that Aunt Fen didn't want him anymore.
He also wanted to leave the snowy mountain and never come back.
It's just that he has no money.
It's hard to live without money.
He had a little red mole on his forehead, and everyone avoided him like a plague god.
Before, they weren't like that.
When he had silver, even if he had a red mole on his forehead, those people were smiling at him.
Without money, the ugly face of these people is exposed.
They scolded him for being a broom star, and thought he was unlucky.
When all the money on his body was used up, the people in the inn drove him out mercilessly, refusing to pay a day's credit.
They said he was a scourge and would bring bad luck to their inn.
When they first collected the money, why didn't they say that He was going out to find something to do, and the shops didn't think he was young, so they said that he had a red mole on his forehead.
No one wants to take him as an apprentice, no one wants to take him in and give him something to eat.
This abominable red mole could not be covered even with an ink cap.
He wanted to leave the Northern Regions, but he didn't have any silver on him.
He went to the Snow Mountain, just to find Nalan Fenfen to get a little entanglement and leave.
It is difficult to move an inch without money, and it is impossible for people to live in the world without money.
Cinnabar was extremely remorseful.
In the past, he had an endless supply of silver taels, as long as he wanted it, Nalan Fenfen would supply him continuously, and he never felt that money was so important.
Now that he understands these truths, it is too late to regret it.
I regret not being at the beginning.
I knew that he would have saved some of the money back then.
Cinnabar stood in front of the steamed bun stall, looking at the white and tender steamed bun with wide eyes.
A steamed bun costs only three cents, which is not expensive.
It's just that the cinnabar on his body lowered his head and touched the copper coin on his waist.
This money is only enough to buy two steamed buns.
A steamed bun is only enough to feed a day's hunger, if he uses the money now, how will he live the next few days "Hey, do you want to buy it here" The middle-aged man who sold steamed buns scolded unceremoniously: "If you want to buy it, hurry up, if you don't buy it, go to the side, don't get in the way, bad luck" Cinnabar wanted to scold him back, if this steamed bun was sent to him before, he would not have eaten it rarely.
Just now He really didn't dare to scold this vendor, his steamed buns were not the most delicious, but they were the cheapest and biggest.
Other people's steamed buns all cost one for five yuan, and only one of his family's steamed buns is three for three.
Thinking of this, cinnabar's tears fell.
When did he fall into such an embarrassing situation, he didn't even have the dignity of being a human being in order to save two pennies.
Cinnabar lowered his eyelashes, but still used the only six cents left to buy two steamed buns, he ate both steamed buns at once, and then he dragged his heavy steps to the uninhabited alley.
"He ripped off the red mole on his forehead," Nalan Fenfen was a little surprised at first, but thinking that this was indeed what Cinnabar would do.
When people are cornered, they will do a lot of crazy things.
Cinnabar wasn't crazy, he was just trying to find a way out for himself.
After removing the red mole between his eyebrows, he covered his broken face and went to another market.
Without the red mole, which is said to attract bad luck, there are always a few kind women who will throw a few copper plates and food for him who is lying on the side of the road and dying.
After surviving the most difficult two days, when the wound was almost recovered, Cinnabar began to look for something to do in other shops.
He was not smart enough and did not have the necessary life skills, and he was fired within two days of being apprenticed to another shop.
No one at the age of twelve or thirteen knew nothing about work like him, and the shopkeepers in that alley laughed at him as a young master living on the streets.
Once Cinnabar went to the blacksmith to be an apprentice, and was beaten with a stick by the blacksmith boss, he viciously said that his Aunt Fen would not let go of this boss.
The boss asked Zhu Sha who the very powerful Aunt Fen was, and he said that his Aunt Fen was a young girl, and he was a child who had been adopted by a young girl, so the boss of the iron shop would show him more respect.
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Everyone laughed when they heard it, saying that this cinnabar was not only useless, but also a little crazy.
Later, Cinnabar found a job that could barely make ends meet.
He helped the owner of the study to copy and sell books, and bought them for a month to support himself with a meager income.
This inconspicuous and unearning job, the owner of the study saw him pitiful, had no ability to make a living and was a little stupid, so he left this thing to him to do.
Cinnabar woke up, any family affection is bullshit.
Only silver is real.
He began to understand why the Lu family was so greedy, and he also understood that Miao Jinshui approached him back then, and it was definitely not as simple as wanting a son.
A person who can barely eat enough to eat, how can he have so much spare time to go around looking for the son he didn't want back then.
As for Nalan Fenfen Why do you have to be his mother, she can keep him fed, clothed and warm, and give him silver.
On the day of the winter solstice, it snowed a lot, and a Taoist priest with a gossip mirror persistently brushed the dust to the Luguang study.
"What do you want a book from the Taoist chief?"
the guy in the store greeted him with a smile.
The Taoist priest shook his head and asked, "There is a layman named Cinnabar here."
As soon as the guy in the store heard Cinnabar's name, he instantly lowered his face, this Cinnabar was always worried about snatching his job, and he couldn't even look down on the people who came to find Cinnabar.
"He's not here, you're going to look for him, go to Behazi to find him."
After speaking, the guy picked up the rag in his hand and pretended to wipe the ashes.
"Poor Dao asked the others, and they all said that they could find cinnabar monks here."
The Taoist priest frowned and said, "Can this layman tell the poor Dao where the cinnabar layman has gone?"
"I don't know where he went and went crazy, you want him to find it by himself."
The guy said angrily: "You ask me, how do I know." ” As soon as the guy finished getting angry, he saw the master of the study hurriedly coming out of the back hall, and he scolded: "Qian Bao'er, how do you entertain guests, I usually teach you to entertain guests like this."
Then, the master of the study walked up to the Taoist priest, bowed respectfully to the Taoist priest, and then said: "I don't know what wind blew He Daochang here, the Taoist chief sat down first, and we talked slowly." ” After speaking, the master of the study instructed the men in the shop to pour tea, and he enthusiastically led the Taoist priest to the back hall.
The Taoist priest did not enter, but only asked the master of the study if he knew a person named Cinnabar.
"That madman Zhu Ke is called cinnabar" The owner of the study is old, and asked the guy in the shop, and the guy in the shop saw this Taoist priest looking at him, and remembered what he said before.
"It's called cinnabar."
The man hurriedly said, "I have already told this Taoist chief that Cinnabar is not here today. ”: