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In the heavenly realm, the event that attracts the most attention from the gods at present is the descent of Emperor Beiyuan to the mortal world.
One day in heaven is one year on earth. Their leader has been on earth for three years.
"What is the Emperor of Gods doing now?" After worshipping, the gods who were off work began to eat melon seeds and gossip.
Immortal Lord Chang Geng waved his white whisk, and a water mirror appeared in the air, then was retracted.
In just a moment, everyone saw it.
What else can I do? Pretend to be sick, be a good person, and do good things.
*
"Mr. Shi, are you going to Louxi Lane again?" the vendor at the steamed bun stall said as he opened the steamer. White wisps of hot mist rose high into the sky. He didn't ask how many he wanted. He just followed the old rule - take as many meat buns as possible and give them to the tall and slender man in front of the stall.
"Yes." The man's eyebrows and eyes were as clear as those drawn with fine ink, his facial features were as handsome as a fairy, dignified and elegant, and he always had a pleasant scent of ink on him. But this scent was very faint, and more often than not, it would be covered by the smell of medicine on his body.
In the land of China, five nations are at war and the flames of war continue.
The Linyue State was no exception and was forced into the battlefield.
In a small town on the southwestern border, a strong military force was stationed twenty miles outside the town.
Although the war caused a shortage of daily necessities for the people living in other countries' borders, the border town called Huayu Town in Linyue State was not greatly affected because it was protected by the army.
And the fact that this army was able to protect Huayu Town as properly as possible was all thanks to the elegant man in front of the steamed bun vendor.
The most important person in the military camp, the gentleman who serves as the military advisor.
The gentleman has a nice name, Shi Fei.
Everyone in the town knew that it was because of the existence of Mr. Shi that most of them were spared from the war and lived an ordinary life like before the war.
In addition to some orphans who lost their parents in the war, they would gather in Louxi Lane, also known as Beggar Lane.
These little orphans would come out to beg for food during the day, and would return to Louxi Lane at night to huddle together for warmth and spend the night.
Mr. Shi would come from the military camp outside the town every day, buy some food and distribute it to the little orphans in Louxi Lane.
Everyone in the town knew this man and respectfully called him Mr. Shi.
However, Mr. Shi has always been seen wearing that crescent-white fur coat for two springs, summers, autumns and winters.
In summer, I would cough from time to time while covering my lips.
Yes, this Mr. Shi is a sickly man and it seems that he will not live long.
As the vendor packed the buns, he muttered to himself, feeling indignant about the unfair fate of the respected gentleman in front of him.
Shi Fei handed thirty-five coins to the vendor, picked up the oil paper wrapped around the meat buns, and headed towards Louxi Lane.
The dark, dirty, and strange-smelling alley did not make the man in the clean crescent-colored fur robe look suspicious at all.
Shi Fei walked straight in. The little beggars came over when they smelled the aroma of the meat buns. Shi Fei distributed the buns one by one. Many times, after he gave one to a child, he would finish it in just three or five bites and then come over to get the second one.
So the thirty-five buns were quickly distributed.
After getting the steamed buns, the little beggars ran back to their seats and started to gobble them up without saying a word to Shi Feiduo.
Even though Shi Fei came over almost every day and was considered an acquaintance, they still wouldn't talk to him. The reason was that although this gentleman would bring them food, bedding, and cotton-padded jackets, he would not give them a single copper coin.
They are young and have no home, so it is not easy for them to survive. They can hardly take care of themselves, and all they think about every day is how to get something to eat to get through the day and make it to tomorrow.
They don't have time for emotions like social conventions, gratitude, etc.
Mr. Shi didn't mind and didn't argue with these kids.
He looked around the alley and saw a strange face.
The other children were holding meat buns in their hands and eating them greedily, but that child was the only one who stood there silently.
Shi Fei has a good memory. It’s not that the kid couldn’t grab the buns, but that he simply didn’t come when he was distributing them.
There is a new little beggar in Louxi Lane.
Shi Fei asked the child in front of him: "What's the name of the newcomer?"
The kid looked back and rolled his eyes, "I don't know. I never asked."
Mr. Shi is a little curious.
Although the children in Louxi Lane did not feel much gratitude towards him, they were united among themselves.
I didn't see anyone hating anyone or quarreling or fighting.
Shi Fei could only walk over and found that the child was injured.
The child didn't look up at the man, but lowered his head to look at the wet and dirty ground.
In a moment, the crescent-colored robe touched the ground, and the white fur collar on the edge of the robe was instantly stained with dirty black mud.
The man slowly squatted down and asked, "Aren't you hungry?"
The child then looked up and glanced at him, but quickly looked away again.
Shi Fei asked again: "Who beat you?"
Don't talk, don't want to talk to anyone.
But the kids in the alley had already said, "This kid wanted to take the position of the big dragon as soon as he came here, so of course he will be taught a lesson by us."
Therefore, he did not understand the "market situation" and was beaten by his "peers" in the alley.
Shi Fei felt helpless and wanted to hold his hand.
But the child was extremely strange and cautious. He hid his hands behind his back and looked at him with a ferocious look in his eyes.
Distrustful and fierce.
Like a wolf cub.
But the wolf cub was weak and all the warnings were just bluffs.
In a perspective that other beggars could not see, Shi Fei stuffed ten coins into his hand and said softly, "I want you to go to the clinic and buy two buns."
*
When Shi Fei went to Louxi Lane again the next day, after distributing the buns, he still did not see the wolf-like little beggar.
He asked the child in front of him again, but got no answer, so he could only wander through the alleys looking for it.
Finally, the dying wolf cub was found in the corner of the alley.
His face was covered in blood, his dirty and tattered clothes were stained with black and red blood, his breathing was weak, and his body seemed to have no breath, motionless. I don't know if he can survive the day.
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"Mr. Shi, this..." Inside the clinic, the doctor saw Shi Fei, wearing a white robe and walking quickly with a thin and dirty child in his arms.
Shi Fei didn't care about the dirt on the white robe, and didn't say anything. He just said, "Heal him first."
The doctor did not dare to be negligent and treated the patient seriously.
When the doctor was examining the little beggar's hands, Shi Fei guessed something and covered his face with his hands and coughed violently, causing the doctor to check on him again.
"Sir, sir, please take care of yourself."
Shi Fei lowered his neck and waved his hand, "Apply medicine to his hands first."
"Okay." The doctor immediately cleaned the little beggar's dirty hands, revealing several very deep wounds. At first glance, he knew that he was protecting something, and finally it was snatched out.
After about two incense sticks of time, the doctor finally applied medicine to all the wounds on the child's body.
"Sir, why don't you go back first? Our clinic will take care of the child for you." After the doctor said this, the little wolf cub on the patient's bamboo couch woke up.
The dark eyes looked around, then met Shi Fei's eyes, full of vigilance.
Shi Fei was wondering, does he look like a bad guy?
"Why didn't you use the copper coins I gave you on the same day?"
The wolf cub stared at him without blinking, and uttered a few words very, very slowly: "Not... hungry yet."
Shi Fei looked at the wolf cub. It was too thin and small, and looked only five or six years old, but its height was still acceptable. He had no idea how old it really was.
However, from his three words, Shi Fei understood that he wanted to wait until he was the hungriest before buying food.
For a moment, he was helpless and said, "Don't go to Louxi Lane anymore. Go somewhere else."
It was obvious that the group of kids in Louxi Lane didn't like him.
But where to? …
Shi Fei thought that the biggest fuse was the ten cents he gave, and he felt even more helpless.
"Forget it, just follow me." After that, he coughed for a long time before asking for his opinion: "Are you willing?"
The wolf cub shook his head, still alert.
Shi Fei did not force anyone to do anything.
*
Although he did not follow Shi Fei back, the wolf cub followed Shi Fei's advice and did not go back to Louxi Lane.
So whenever Shi Fei went to the town, in addition to the buns for Lou Xixiang, he would also leave two extra meat buns, and then look all over the town for the wolf cub.
The wolf cub's wounds healed slowly, and he looked more energetic day by day, without any new injuries, and it seemed that he had not fought for a long time.
Also, he finally didn't refuse Shi Fei's buns, and ate them up in big mouthfuls once he got them.
Shi Fei looked at him and saw that he would leave when he was almost done eating.
We met in early autumn and now it is winter.
The wolf cub was no longer as wary as when they first met. Although they didn't get close, after ten days or half a month, he would always give Shi Fei some surprises.
For example, a hand-folded bamboo dragonfly, a crucian carp found somehow by the stream, and a pebble.
Shi Fei gradually felt that feeding the more than 30 children in Louxi Lane did not give him as much sense of accomplishment as feeding one wolf cub.
Although doing good things should not be done for the purpose of a sense of accomplishment.
But, to put it in a metaphor, taming a rebellious wolf cub does give you a sense of accomplishment.
Mortals are so superficial, Shi Fei convinced himself.
And now he no longer has to go around town looking for wolf cubs.
Without any agreement, the wolf cub would wait for him at a fixed place at a fixed time period. Over time, that became their meeting place.
Before the depths of winter, Shi Fei bought him a cotton jacket and brought some food.
Seeing that he had almost finished eating and was about to leave, he heard a small and weak child's voice: "Sir..."
Shi Fei turned around. This was the first time the wolf cub called him.
The wolf cub fished out a small piece of jade from his pocket.
"Here, here, sir..."
Shi Fei seemed to realize that this wolf cub was most likely a stutterer, which was why he didn't like to talk.
Shi Fei looked at the piece of jade. It seemed that some wealthy country gentleman had broken a jade pendant or something like that on the street, and he took a piece of it and gave it to himself.
Shi Fei smiled and accepted it, "Remember to wear your cotton-padded jacket." Then he got on the carriage and headed out of the town.
*
It was the middle of winter and near the end of the year, and there were many festivals, but there was nothing too prosperous to enjoy in the border town. The vendors on one street kept their stalls open until the hour of Xu, selling small handmade items such as jewelry and lanterns.
Later, during the Chinese New Year, vendors also stayed at home to celebrate the New Year, and only a few of them came out to set up stalls.
But on the fifth day of the New Year, when all shops and stalls were open for business, the wolf cub Little Stutter did not wait for his master at the place he had tacitly agreed upon with him.
The person who came was a vendor selling steamed buns. He gave him five meat buns and said, "You made me look for them so hard. Mr. Shi sent someone to deliver them to me. Eat them quickly while they're still hot. I still have to go to Louxi Alley..."
The peddler was about to leave when he was grabbed by a small, pitch-black hand.
The vendor immediately pushed it away, looking unlucky, and lingered patiently, "What's the matter?"
"Sir, why didn't you come?"
"Oh, the sir's health has been getting worse since winter. The soldier who sent me to deliver the buns said that he is now unconscious, but he sent someone to bring me a message when he was awake."
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