Wang Er.
An abandoned child with no father or mother and no home was picked up by the Wang family from a mass grave outside the town.
Mr. Wang is the owner of a teahouse in the town. He originally had a biological son, but now he has picked up another one and regards Wang Er as his godson.
He is said to be a son, but he is actually half son and half servant.
Because Mr. Wang's financial conditions do not allow him to have two sons.
Children grow up quickly, and within a few years they have reached the age where they need to study.
Mr. Wang has a son of his own. He dotes on his own son Wang Zhaolian and takes care of him very casually.
Children love to play by nature. Who likes to sit there shaking his head and read a few boring books?
What's the point? What's the fun of peeing on ants when a son says something to his father?
So after attending the private school for about three or four years, the eldest young master of the Wang family finally succeeded in angering the teacher and was kicked out of the private school by the teacher after countless experiments.
No matter how the master of the Wang family intercedes, these old scholars just refuse to teach the young master of the Wang family.
Wang Er also reluctantly followed the young master for two years in private school, and then left forever the pen, ink, paper and inkstone that he didn't like either.
The reason why Wang Er is called Wang Er is because the old lady of the Wang family knows how to live a good life and is reluctant to give gifts to the famous scholars in the town. The name of the eldest young master Wang Zhaolian was not cheap at the time!
Because he ranked second, he was directly named Wang Er.
What Mr. Wang means is that when Wang Er grows up, he can just give himself a new name. As for the name, it will be fine, that's all.
Of course, the name of his biological son Wang Zhaolian cannot be careless. Wang Er is just a adopted son, so that's enough.
Wang Er would follow Wang Zhaolian around every day, going up the mountain to dig out bird's nests, and going down to the river to haul fish and shrimps. He had nothing to do every day, wandering around the town like two soulless wild ghosts.
Of course, there are a lot of idle teenagers in the town. After all, not everyone can afford a private school, and not everyone can be the material to study.
Besides, it’s just a book that you have worked hard to read for decades? Another useless thing?
If you don’t believe it, look at the naming talent in town. He just writes a character and can earn a little money by choosing a name. How can anyone go to him every day to write and choose a name?
The two sour copper coins I earned were not enough to buy a chamber pot. I kept a stinky face every day, as if my own mother had died. All the stinky scholars were stinky and poor.
This was what the old lady of the Wang family said secretly to her two sons.
Therefore, the old lady is very supportive of the two children not going to school. After all, it saves a lot of tuition fees, and it also allows the children to help out at the teahouse, which also saves a lot of money for hiring waiters.
You see, killing two birds with one stone, a woman must be able to live a good life, otherwise how can this family become rich?
Wang Er followed the young master around and met many children in the town.
But the friend he cares about most is not Er Niu next door, nor Liu Hui from another alley, but Sister Hongxiang, the daughter of the largest pawnshop owner in town.
Maybe it's because Sister Hongxiang is the only girl who follows them around and goes crazy?
Of course, Sister Hongxiang is very beautiful.
Wang Er didn't know what it meant to be beautiful, he just thought that Sister Hongxiang looked very kind, but he was embarrassed to talk to her and always wanted to talk to her.
Or maybe it's because Sister Hongxiang occasionally uses needle and thread to mend her own worn-out clothes?
These subtle and complex emotions did not bother Wang Er because he was young and did not understand them yet.
A young man doesn’t know what it’s like to be sad. He looks back half his life and experiences joys and sorrows, a feeling when he wakes up and a feeling in his dreams.
Time flies, youth is like light, Wang Er is already fifteen years old before he knows it.
In the twelfth lunar month, the next door town - Yang Town will hold a grand temple fair for the birthday of Bodhisattva. He is not sure which Bodhisattva King this Bodhisattva is. He only knows that the scale of the temple fair is very large, and even people from prefectures and counties will come to Yang. Visit the Bodhisattva Meeting.
There were so many people coming to the temple fair, it was crowded everywhere, and there were countless vendors selling snacks and gadgets. It was endless and dazzling.
Every year before the New Year, the young master would take Wang Er there. This was an indispensable big project before the New Year.
The weather at the Bodhisattva Temple this year was excellent, with the sun shining brightly. Wang Er and the young master got up early to freshen up and then went out.
Because Sister Hongxiang will go with them on this day.
So both of them are very hardworking.
Wang Zhaolian was wearing a new cotton coat made by the old lady of the Wang family, with this year's most popular tiger hair style. He looked majestic and high-spirited, like a proud big rooster, and he was very proud.
Wang Er did not receive such good treatment. The old lady of the Wang family said that Wang Er's cotton robe was still quite new and could be worn for another year. She would make new clothes for him next winter.
In fact, the cotton clothes he was wearing were a little worn out and a little too small.
However, Sister Hongxiang had just starched and washed him a few days ago, and sewed a few patches with similar colors to his clothes, so that his clothes looked less shabby.
Wang Er was very satisfied with the old cotton robe he was wearing, even more satisfied than the young master Wang Zhaolian.
Because it was washed by Sister Hongxiang for him, and it was also mended by Sister Hongxiang herself.
He would rather wear this dress for the rest of his life and never change it.
He wouldn't be happy if he changed into new clothes.
The minds of young people are often so simple and childish.
At the meeting, Wang Zhaolian, who was tall and strong, was responsible for opening the way for Hongxiang, while Wang Er was responsible for following Hongxiang to protect Hongxiang.
As has been his habit for so many years, he was like Hong Xiang's follower.
But - he is willing.
Sister Hongxiang would sometimes turn around and snicker at Wang Er, which made Wang Er's neck feel hot.
Wang Er didn't understand what was going on, but he enjoyed this feeling.
Among the thousands of troops fighting all the way to the temple fair where there were only a few people, Wang Zhaolian panted tiredly, Sister Hongxiang covered her mouth tiredly and giggled, and Wang Er also laughed and giggled.
Just when the three of them were happy about their great achievements, a strange voice came from the side at an inappropriate time.
"Hey, where did this girl come from? She's so pretty! Why haven't I seen her in Yang Town before?"
Wang Er and three others turned around in shock, raised their eyes and saw - a pig!
To be precise, a fat pig that can speak human language.
Look carefully, this is not a pig, this is a person who is three points fatter than a pig.
This fat pig boy is holding a bunch of candied haws in his hand. Because his face is too swollen and fat, and his face is covered with syrup, the image is disgusting.
His tiny fleshy eyeballs exuded a very obscene and obscene light, and he kept looking up and down at Zhao Hongxiang.
Quite like a big breeding pig in heat.
Wang Zhaolian became angry immediately, and wanted to hit this domestic animal with his fists, which was very impure in both words and movements.
But before he could reach the pig, a tall and strong figure blocked Wang Zhaolian arrogantly.
Although Wang Zhaolian is not short, he is several sizes smaller than the burly man who blocked him.
After all, Wang Zhaolian is only a half-grown child, not an adult.
Wang Zhaolian made a rough estimate and found that the opponent was two heads taller than him and more than twice as big!
Looking at the explosive muscles on the big man's body, Wang Zhaolian swallowed involuntarily.
If he were to be hit with a punch, it would probably not be a pleasant feeling!
Wang Zhaolian is not stupid, he is very smart!
He immediately took a step back, pointed at the strong man's face and said: "What are you going to do? Do you know who I am? I am the son of the owner of Liuzhen Tea House, my king..."
Before she finished speaking, Hongxiang took Wang Zhaolian and Wang Er's arms and turned around to escape into the crowd behind them.
Unfortunately, the three of them only took one step back before being stopped by a burly man again.
The three of them looked up in surprise and saw a giant man who was even stronger than the strong man just now.
Wang Zhaolian pointed at the strong man blocking him at the entrance of the narrow alley with his arms crossed and asked angrily: "You...what do you want to do?"
The strong man laughed ferociously, raised his hand suddenly, and slapped Wang Zhaolian hard in the face: "Get out of the way!"
Wang Zhaolian spun around twice in a row after being beaten, fell to the ground with a thud, and started crying: "You... dare to hit me? I'll tell my mother, you wait." …”
After saying this, he stood up, not daring to approach the strong man again, turned around and walked in the direction of the fat pig master.
The strong man stood up and wanted to stop Wang Zhaolian. The fat young master finally finished eating the candied haws, threw away the bamboo sticks in his hands, wiped his hands with his front skirt and said: "Er Zhuang, let him go, and tell your mother, hehe, tell Your ancestors are useless, I am a member of the Ghost Sword Sect, let alone beating you, I will kill your whole family, how dare that old guy from the county magistrate make such an idle fart?"
Erzhuang also sneered when he heard this, raised his foot and kicked Wang Zhaolian hard on the butt: "It looks like a man of five and six, but he turns out to be a weakling and a coward, get out of here!"
Wang Zhaolian, who was already running, was accelerated by Er Zhuang's big feet sitting on his butt. He immediately ran faster. After hearing a few "thump thump thump", Wang Zhaolian ran out of the alley like a rabbit and disappeared.
At this time, the fat pig young master laughed in a most obscene way, "Hey hey hey", until he laughed like a pig's head. The fat on his face almost squeezed out his little eyes and nose. He rubbed Hongxiang's side. He rubbed his hands excitedly and said, "Little beauty, let me smell you well. Do you smell good?"
Hongxiang had never experienced anything like this since she was a child. She was so frightened that her face turned pale, her whole body trembled, and she couldn't help but hide behind Wang Er.
The two Wangs are dark and thin, and much shorter than the young master Wang Zhaolian. He is also a little frightened at this moment, but his most respected sister Hongxiang is hiding behind him, how can he shrink back? He struggled to puff up his chest, stretched out his arms, and protected Sister Hongxiang behind him. He said in a trembling tone: "Big... big fat pig, don't go... come here, I..."
Er Zhuang, who kicked Wang Zhaolian in the butt, was furious. He came over and grabbed Wang Er by the front of his cotton-padded coat. He easily lifted Wang Er up and cursed angrily: "You little bastard, what kind of shit are you doing?" ?I’ll throw you to death!”
Then he slammed Wang Er against the wall next to him.
Just two sounds of "chila" and "plop" were heard, and Wang Er's cotton robe was torn open with a big hole. The white cotton wool in the cotton robe flew in all directions, and he was thrown hard against the wall by Er Zhuang. He fell to the ground, and was bounced off the wall. Wang Er almost fainted from the severe pain and struggled on the ground unable to get up.
Er Zhuang sneered and ignored Wang Er, turning around and staring fiercely at the shivering Zhao Hongxiang.
Zhao Hongxiang was so frightened that her face turned pale, like a little lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Weakness and helplessness can arouse the animal desires of animals.
The fat young master laughed so hard that his laughter broke out, and he stretched out two fat hands like pig's trotters to touch Zhao Hongxiang's chest!
Just when the evil big fat pig was about to succeed, a stone suddenly came from a distance and hit Master Fat Pig on the head with a bang.
The pig head of the fat pig master is extremely elastic, and it can easily shoot the incoming stones far away.
The fat young master pig screamed "Ouch" and stopped acting like a hooligan. He covered his big head and squatted on the spot and screamed crazily.
The two strong men turned their faces and looked away, wanting to see who was so bold as to attack the young master.
Seeing this, he couldn't help but get furious.
It turns out that the person who threw the stone was none other than Wang Er, who was still half-sitting on the ground!
At this time, the fear on Wang Er's face had disappeared, and his eyes exuded a fierce light like a hungry wolf that was ready to choose and devour anyone!
The two strong men stepped forward together, wanting to go over and take care of Wang Er who didn't know how to live or die.
Young Master Fat Pig put the hand covering his head in front of his eyes and saw some blood stains on his fingers. He raised his eyes and saw Zhao Hongxiang turning around to run away. He yelled angrily: "Er Zhuang, go and deal with that little brat. Big Zhuang, please continue to watch over the little beauty. Don’t let her run away! Er Zhuang, don’t beat this little brat to death. Come to me and strangle this little bastard to death with my own hands!”
Er Zhuang laughed ferociously, cracked his fingers and pushed towards Wang Er step by step!
Wang Er is usually submissive and confused, but he is born with a ferocious spirit that is not afraid of death. This kind of thing in his bones is a kind of nature, which is generally difficult to inspire. At this time, he saw the red fragrance. The cotton robe that my sister had washed and mended for me was torn to pieces by Er Zhuang. Sister Hongxiang was about to be in great danger. She couldn't help but feel her blood boiling. She aroused the ferocious aura contained in her bones and reached out to pick up a stone. The son hit Master Fat Pig hard on the head.
At this time, Wang Er saw Er Zhuang approaching him step by step. He did not panic at all, was not afraid at all, pretended to be afraid, rubbed his buttocks on the ground and slowly backed away, keeping both hands in the palms behind him, already holding them full. Sand and gravel!
Er Zhuang looked at Wang Er, a short, small and skinny little thing, and didn't take Wang Er seriously at all. He stretched out his hand to dig into Wang Er's head. Wang Er suddenly raised his hands, and countless small gravels were mixed with them. A large amount of sand flew out immediately.
The unsuspecting two heroes were immediately hit. Their eyes and face were covered with sand and gravel. They were so surprised that they swallowed a lot of sand and gravel!
Er Zhuang cursed angrily: "You little bastard, I, he...oh~oh~"
Just when Erzhuang was rubbing his eyes and vomiting dirt, Wang Er suddenly jumped up and hit Erzhuang's penis with a blow that would cut off his descendants and lift his vaginal legs!
Although Erzhuang was indeed tall and strong, no matter how strong he was, he couldn't bear the pain of losing his descendants. He screamed miserably and curled up on the ground, twitching like a big shrimp on the ground!
This method of blinding the eyes with sand and kicking the body is a magic skill that Wang Er has mastered in fighting with others in the streets and alleys. Today, he used it, and it really worked in one blow, knocking out a big man. The strong man was reimbursed on the spot!
Wang Er knelt down and picked up another pile of gravel, and threw them one by one at Mr. Fatty Pig. He could only hear the sound of "Ouch, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh," but Mr. Fatty Pig covered his head with all his strength. , but the pain on his back and neck from being hit by stones was still very painful, and he couldn't help but screamed "Ouch, ouch".
Wang Er's second street fighting magic skill - the magic skill of throwing rocks with hundred hits and then performing extraordinary feats!
Da Zhuang, who was staring at Zhao Hongxiang, was afraid that the head of the family would turn around and punish him for failing to take care of him. He couldn't help but panic, and hurriedly ran to Master Fatty Pig, blocking the flying stones with his tall and strong body, and shouted very loyal words. : "Don't be afraid, young master, hide in my arms and I will protect you from the stones!"
Sure enough, with the resistance of the wall of human flesh, not a single stone could hit the fat piggy young master's huge body.
Wang Er picked up another handful of big stones and wanted to continue hitting Mr. Fatty Pig. Suddenly, he felt his sleeves being pulled by someone. When he turned around, he saw Sister Hongxiang running over with a panic look on her face.
It turned out that when Zhao Hongxiang saw that no one was paying attention to her, she immediately ran over and grabbed Wang Er, saying urgently: "Run!"
Wang Er put the stones in his pocket, spread his legs, and flew towards Liuzhen with Zhao Hongxiang in tandem!
Pedestrians on the road to see the temple fair didn't know why and looked sideways at the two.
Young Master Fat Pig turned his head and saw the little beauty running away, and couldn't help but said in a hurry: "Da Zhuang, go and catch the little beauty for me. If you can't catch the little beauty, I will ask my father to whip you to death with a cane whip later!"
When Da Zhuang heard this, he couldn't help but feel the spirit of death, and hurriedly chased in the direction where Wang Er and Zhao Hongxiang escaped.
There were so many pedestrians coming and going on the road that they couldn't run fast at all. Seeing that the situation was not good, Wang Er and Zhao Hongxiang turned around and jumped into the farmland nearby, taking a shortcut towards Liu Town.
Da Zhuang knows martial arts, and his skills are pretty good. The most important thing is that he is good at light kung fu. In any case, he can run much faster than the two and a half-year-old children Wang Er and Zhao Hongxiang!
Da Zhuang followed Wang Er and Zhao Hongxiang and turned into the farmland. After getting away from the mound, Da Zhuang immediately ran as fast as a Pegasus and quickly closed the distance between the three of them!
Wang Er and Zhao Hongxiang immediately regretted that they might as well run on the road. There were many people on the road, and the two of them were small in stature. They could sneak through the crowd very nimbly, and the big one was tall and strong, so they definitely couldn't be like the small one in the crowd. The child ran so fast.
But it was too late to regret it now. Seeing Da Zhuang chasing him closer and closer, Wang Er took out all the gravel he had just put in his pocket and threw it mindlessly at Da Zhuang who was chasing behind him!
It's a pity that Da Zhuang is already on guard now. The terrain in the field is wide. Where can Da Zhuang throw stones?
Da Zhuang dodged left and right, dodging the flying stones one by one. His speed did not slow down at all, and he brought the three of them closer to less than two feet!
Da Zhuang was secretly proud in his heart, and thought to himself: "As long as we get even ten feet closer, I will reach out and pick up this girl and run away. No matter how tricky this little bastard is, he will never be able to catch up with me!"
Just when Da Zhuang was feeling proud, Wang Er was frightened. He had already guessed Da Zhuang's terrifying thoughts. He became anxious and in desperation, he threw out half of the stones left in his hand!
Immediately, a large net of stones enveloped Da Zhuang's entire body!
Da Zhuang was just about to reach out to catch Zhao Hongxiang when he suddenly saw countless stones flying from the sky. He shouted that something was wrong and wanted to hide on the ground. However, the distance between the three of them was very close at this time, less than one foot, and the stones were flying very fast. , where did you hide?
Just a few "bang bang bang" and "puff" sounds were heard, and stones hit Da Zhuang all over his head and face. The most important thing was that a big stone hit Da Zhuang's left eye socket viciously!
Da Zhuang couldn't help but screamed and rolled down in the field, rolling over eighteen times like a gourd rolling on the ground. The severe pain stimulated Da Zhuang to have the hallucination of ascending to bliss!
After a long time, the pain subsided slightly, Da Zhuang tremblingly touched his left eye socket with his palm, and looked with his remaining right eye. He saw that his palm was full of purple-black blood, and his left eye had been hit by the stone thrown by Wang Er. Blinded!
Not to mention how sad Da Zhuang was, he said that after Wang Er threw the stone in his hand and saw that the blow was effective, he and Zhao Hongxiang pulled each other's shoulders and ran out for more than ten miles in one breath, until they ran to the alley next to Zhao Hongxiang's house. Then he stopped, pressed his legs and arched his waist, and began to breathe heavily.
The two of them panted for a long time before their pounding hearts slowly calmed down.
Zhao Hongxiang suddenly covered her mouth and chuckled, her laughter was like a nightingale in an empty valley, and like the tinkling of spring water, it was very pleasant to the ear.
The fear in Wang Er's heart has not dissipated. He doesn't understand why Sister Hongxiang is laughing suddenly. However, looking at Sister Hongxiang's fingers that are as white as onions and listening to her laughter like silver bells, his heart is filled with laughter. His fear was greatly reduced, and he couldn't help but giggle along with Zhao Hongxiang.
Sister Hongxiang suddenly hit Wang Er lightly and asked, "Little Wang Er, why are you laughing?"
Wang Er didn't understand why he was laughing: "Uh... Sister Hongxiang laughed, so I laughed along... Hehe... Hehe..."
Zhao Hongxiang smiled again and said: "We were just in danger. Wang Zhaolian has already run away by himself. Why don't you run away? Aren't you afraid that the two villains Da Zhuang and Er Zhuang will beat you to death?"
Wang Eryi puffed up his chest and said proudly: "In order to protect Sister Hongxiang, I am not afraid of death!"
Zhao Hongxiang immediately stopped smiling, her face darkened, and crystal tears welled up from her eyes one by one: "Wang Zhaolian is really nothing. He always talks about how brave and amazing he is on weekdays. I didn't expect something happened. He actually left us and ran away. I will never play with him again, I will never say a word to him again, hum, and I will never see him again!"
When Sister Hongxiang cried, Wang Erdeng became a little panicked. After hearing Sister Hongxiang's words, he couldn't help but become even more confused and hurriedly put in good words for Wang Zhaolian: "Sister Hongxiang, the young master... he... didn't run away, he... …”
"I don't allow you to mention him again!" When Zhao Hongxiang heard what Wang Er said, her face turned red with anger.
Wang Er suddenly choked up and swallowed all the rest of his words. He didn't know what to say for a moment.
"I'm still very grateful to you, little Wang Er. If it weren't for you today, I'd probably have...already..."
Girls are thin-skinned, so they are embarrassed to say the following indecent words.
Wang Eryi gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Sister Hongxiang, don't be afraid. That big fat pig is really hateful. Next time I meet him, I will hit him with the biggest stone. No, I will kill him." …”
Sister Zhao Hongxiang quickly covered Wang Er's mouth with her fingers to prevent him from speaking any more.
But after covering it, Zhao Hongxiang suddenly realized that it was inappropriate to do so. She quickly retracted her fingers as if she had been electrocuted, and suddenly made a big blush.
Wang Er felt a pleasant aroma coming from his nose, and felt Sister Hongxiang's delicate fingertips on his lips. He felt a little shy and lowered his head silently.
Sister Hongxiang gently cleared her throat and said with a smile: "I never noticed that little Wang Er could be so brave. Look at you, in order to protect me, your clothes were torn by the evil one. Turn around and take off your clothes." Come down to me and I'll give you some new cotton and sew it up again."
Wang Er was also a little distressed that the cotton robe was torn, and he played with the old cotton wool exposed on the robe.
Sister Hongxiang gently pulled up Wang Er's tattered cotton robe, and said gently: "Don't stop sewing. I beg my mother to make you a new cotton robe, you cotton robe." The robe is a little too small."
Wang Er didn't know what to say and remained silent as usual.
He is not a man of many words. When he doesn't know what to say, he will remain silent.
Sister Hongxiang thought for a moment and said coyly: "Little Wang Er, little Wang Er, I think I will never be able to repay the debt I owe you in this lifetime. Only... only..."
Wang Er didn't know what Sister Hongxiang wanted to say. Seeing that she was a little embarrassed, he hurriedly said: "No, no, no, Sister Hongxiang, you don't owe me anything. It's because I didn't do enough and I didn't do it well enough, Sister Hongxiang." You must not give me anything else, I already owe Sister Hongxiang many things."
Zhao Hongxiang's face darkened for some reason, and she said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? Do you know what I want to give you?"
Wang Er didn't understand why Sister Hongxiang was laughing, crying, and angry at the same time. He was confused and confused about many of girls' feelings. He scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "I...I don't know..."
After hearing this, Sister Hongxiang seemed to be getting more and more angry. She stared at Wang Er with a pair of beautiful eyes and said angrily: "You stinky Wang Er, you are like a lump of wood. Quickly wipe the stinky smell coming out of you with a handkerchief." Snot, you slug, follower, this handkerchief wiped your stinky nose. I hate the smell and don’t want it anymore. You don’t have to give it back to me, just throw it away yourself.”
Saying this, Sister Hongxiang threw an embroidered handkerchief at Wang Er's face and went home angrily.
Wang Er hurriedly took off the embroidered handkerchief from his face and took a look, knowing in his heart that Sister Hongxiang was pretending to be angry.
Because he had heard Sister Hongxiang show off to him that this brocade handkerchief was a rare masterpiece by the world-famous Suzhou embroidery master. It was a birthday gift from her father half a year ago. It was extremely valuable and a good thing that money could not buy. , quite precious!
How could Sister Hongxiang let herself throw away such a valuable thing?
So what exactly does she mean by this? Is she really angry? Or are you pretending to be angry because of something else?
Wang Er couldn't figure out the key here, but no matter what, it was good that Sister Hongxiang wasn't angry.
He giggled twice, wiped his nose snot on the brick wall with his right hand, held up the brocade handkerchief with his clean left hand and smelled it gently, and a fragrance suddenly hit his nostrils.
Wang Er unfolded the embroidered handkerchief in the wind, and saw a delicate red peony flower embroidered on the handkerchief, which was as lifelike as a real peony flower. The red petals and green leaves were extremely beautiful.
There are also two lines of small words embroidered under the peonies on the brocade handkerchief: "Like flowers and beautiful families, like the passing of time."
The font is delicate and very beautiful.
Wang Er looked at and smelled the embroidered handkerchief again and again. He was overjoyed. He looked up and saw that the sky was slowly getting dark. He folded the handkerchief happily and put it in the pocket of his close-fitting shirt with great care. After checking it carefully twice, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, he walked towards Wang's Teahouse while thinking about Sister Hongxiang's smile just now.
The boundless night slowly enveloped the place.
Another night of north wind.
