The sun is fading, the twilight is slowly twidthing, the earth is connected, and a lavender light pervades the distant mountains and the sky, like a mist soaking in clouds.In the moonlight, the gusts of late wind swept over, and there was a slight coolness.

Several torches in the village mouth lit up, and the righteous villagers who were deeply affected by the plague gathered together again, and today they are sending a person away from this place.

Leaving forever.

An old man said: "It is difficult, the godmother said you can no longer stay in the village, otherwise the village people will suffer a greater disaster, just right, you have not been shouting to find your parents..."

"No, no, I want my aunt to speak", it is difficult to resist, only eight years old, he never thought that he would become the "wicked" in the eyes of the god, and even more did he think that he would be expelled from the village - the place where he had been living.

"She will not come, it is difficult, the righteous villagers have a favor to you, you can't do things to be sorry to the villagers, please leave this place and take away all the evil gods and demons," everyone said, as if they were still thinking about the old feelings.

“How can I forgive the villagers?”It is hard to ask.

“If you are really good for the villagers, leave this place and never come back again...” the old man reiterated.

Raise your hand and frown, it is difficult to suddenly realize that the old man somewhere seems to have some similarities with the godmother.Very scary...

"Ho, damn old witch", at this moment, it is difficult to hate the demon who is not a ghost, just because she said a word, she is going to be homeless.

"No, these are not what I brought, the disease is not, the devil is not, I am not brought...", difficult to defend, but the eyes kept looking in the direction of Gong Wang's family.

How could an eight-year-old be so hard on so many people?

But the poor difficulty did not think that at this moment, Gong Wang's family is also a mess.

"Mother, you usually do big and small things, but this time you really can't listen to you anymore."At the beginning, you said that it was difficult to adopt, and my father and I did not say anything, so many years have passed, but now the villagers can't tolerate him...", Gong Jiazhu knelt in front of Gong's family, this time he finally no longer had his fate.

The wall pushed down people, and the old man, who had always been in good control on weekdays, was uncharacteristically today: he stood on his son's side, and his attitude was very firm.

Is it just that they are really worried about what the godmother said, or because the money left is not enough to spend?

Wouldn’t this the god-given say a word that was difficult for them?

If only his old man and son objected, Gong Wang's family was facing the strong opposition of the whole village at this moment, and it was difficult to take a step, but this met a godmother, after all, she was a woman's family, how much power can it be...

How do you explain it to your cousin?The king himself did not want this child.

Later, someone actually listened to Gong Wang's alarmist: "I have also heard that such strange things have happened elsewhere, and people will hang people who are regarded as the culprits and burn them alive."

Burned alive??

...

In this way, in hopelessness and helplessness, Gong Wang's family finally had no idea...

Hard is destined to leave.

After-knowledge, unconscious, instinct-led thinking sometimes seems self-interested, but in fact, they do not know the inner absurdity.

The village is so chosen because of ignorance and weakness.

People should not control the fate of others.But if you can't control the fate of others, and you can't stop others from shaping your own fate, then your fate will be very bad.

And worse, I don’t know when or why others will determine your fate.

It is difficult to be such a poor person, and at this moment his fate is controlled by others, without any resistance.

“It’s hard, it’s hard...” A figure came quickly.

Hurry to remove the tears, difficult eyes shining, close to the original is Tian II

Did the villagers let him go back?Or did the old lady let Tian 2 come?

Before waiting for the difficulty to open, Tian Er first said: "It is difficult, the village east of the big eucalyptus tree tied a horse, is your favorite big white foal in the weekdays, remember, do not stay in the village, can not come back..."

After all, the head is too small to digest this at once.

"These dry food keep the road to eat, remember what I said," Tian Er put a cloth bag into the difficult hand, and then jumped on the back.

There was no time, and it was difficult to shout, “Uncle Tian, how is the county going?”. .

Tian Er strangled the reins, looked back at him with a surprised eye, and then thought: "Follow the road, always go, the road will meet three fork in the road, you can ask the roadside tea stall man, the road is not difficult to find..."

Tian Yi suddenly dropped the whip, and the horse sounded a long song and soon disappeared into the night.

It is difficult to sit on the ground again: the Yimura people completely abandoned him, and there will be no more traces.Open the package in your hand: a piece of cooked meat, a few pieces of dry bread, and two small cucumbers and a few pieces of money.This in Yicun in addition to his aunt, the best uncle Tian Er, is also worthy of him.

The sky fades, the moon is bright, the village is rare, the woods are rare and quiet, but the calmness of the surface still can not soothe a small heart.

At this moment, this weak heart has to make a big decision: to go to the county.

In addition to going to the county, it is difficult to go nowhere, except to find parents, he has nothing to do.

Thank you to Uncle Tian for keeping the big white foal to himself, which is the most familiar horse in the ordinary.Horses are human, difficult to understand with the big white foal, which is the only way to rely on them at present.

Far away, the lights in the village are still on, and it is not clear that the old aunt is the house, and it is difficult to say goodbye to the direction of Yi Village...

Skillfully untying the reins, it is difficult to pull the big white colt to the edge of a large blue stone, stepping on the horse's calf and the back of the horse, the small burden tied to the saddle, the legs, the big white foal echoing leg, slowly moving forward.

Although the big white thorn does not know where his little master is going, it seems that he knows that the night can not be too urgent, when it is difficult to feel a little sleepy, in fact, there is not much way to go.

People are called small age, not only from appearance, but more importantly from psychology.Isn't that?It is difficult to think at this moment that I should first find a place to rest, eat a piece of bread, and sleep.

By the moonlight, the big white colt in the small river full of a meal, difficult to put a small pot of water, down the direction of climbing the hill, is a soft grass, the big white colt tied, difficult in its ears slowly, the mouth also said a few words, a moment later the big white colt actually fell down.

A canopy, half a piece of cooked meat under the belly, sleepy head, and then...

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What is moving?What is it?Why move?

It is difficult to feel that something is approaching, it seems to be a sleep, subconscious fear and helplessness make him feel unable to breathe in the dream, a panic...

Dreams are the opposite, but this is not the case for the difficulties of the moment.

Suddenly he sat up.

The big white foal had begun to "eat" early, and the grass around the uncle had been gnawed out of a big pit by it, and it was difficult to be around, and the horse had to lick his arm, which was a greeting.

The difficulty of slowing down God is the first reaction to one word - go.

Walking, has been going in the direction of the county, it is difficult to know that the county is far away, he dare not eat the food once, he even thought: the collection of wild fruits or fish can also come to fill the hunger.

But he never thought that the road had not met a village for a few days, and perhaps he would not see a passer-by for a few days.

Uncle Tian told him that the fork did not appear, but now encountered a heavy rain.

It rained all day and night.

A dilapidated thatched hut in the mountains, probably used by hunters or nearby farmers for a temporary rest, but only for people to use and not with all their heart, surrounded by many broken, can only be used as a place to block the wind and rain.

It was difficult to sleep with the big white foal all day and one night here.The day was long, hungry, cold, and hot.

Difficult illness.

After the rain, he could no longer rest, even if he did not go to the county, but also to find food.

The head is hot, dry mouth, weak, difficult and difficult to get the horse, continue to go to the county.He calculated: first find a river, drink some water, maybe you can catch fish.

After the rain, the river is turbid, which is the cause of the impact on the soil, how can the river drink?How to fish?It’s hard to understand until the river.

It is difficult to lie on the back of the horse, the road is easy to slip after the rain, and the big white oxen walks like thin ice, so that it can eat grass and not starve.

Suddenly the horse stopped, it was difficult to see a small bridge appeared in front of him, he did not urge the big white colt, this guy needs to be familiar with the road conditions to continue to move forward.

When crossing the bridge, it is difficult to inadvertently glimpse a small boat under the bridge hole, probably caused by the rain-strike river current, because the bridge hole is narrow, and there are many alluvors and waterweed, the boat will stop sideways.

The fish?It was hard to see that there were a few fish on the bow.

Can't control so much, eat things, even if it is raw fish, he also needs to fill his stomach.

It is difficult to hold the reins and prepare to dismount, the big white foal does not seem to grasp the meaning of the master, stop, difficult to be flexible, the big white foal four horseshoes in situ, suddenly by the foot of the mud slide, instantly sloped.

The soil of the slope is more slippery, and under the slope, it is difficult to be aware of what the big white foal at the same time, but it is too late...

It was difficult to go down the slope, but it was good that he fell on the bow of the boat to see the fish, and I didn't know where to lie, it seemed that the dead fish were already dead.It’s hard to think: Horses?My horse.

But the big white colt is miserable, the body is huge but the movement is clumsy, and the result of the struggle is directly into the water.

It is difficult to rush to shout to it, but feel that your body is slowly moving...

Because the hull was under force when he fell off the bow, the boat began to swing, slowly turning in the direction under the impact of the current, and then drifted down the water.

"Big white foal, my big white foal", it is difficult to shout hard, after a struggle, the original body is extremely weak he suddenly fainted...

One night, rushing down the river, many small rivers confluenced, and the lake just calmed after the rain had a dying little life...