She thought that Qian Nai was still a child and could be fooled by her.
She didn't eat or drink, and even her grandmother couldn't bear to look at her. She said a few words to her, "How could such a motherly person push her daughter into a pit of fire."
Her usually gentle temperament suddenly changed, and she told her grandmother that this was the daughter she had given birth to, and it was up to her to make the decision.
While begging Qian Nai, she said she was begging, but every word she kept saying was that if she wasn't just a girl, how could her father abandon them? It was the pink girl who was pregnant.
Grandma secretly said to Qian Nai, don't listen to your mother. I don't know your father yet. The child I raised was carved in the same mold as your grandfather. He was romantic by nature, and your grandfather spoiled him.
Qian Nai smiled. She didn't blame her mother, but she had never heard her disgusting words before. The first time she heard them, she always felt uncomfortable.
Grandma said she shouldn't pay attention to her, but Qianna knew her mother's temperament and liked to get into trouble the most.
She still swallowed her anger and agreed, "I have promised you for the rest of my life just once. I know you love me, and I am willing to comply with your wishes. I also want to return some of the kindness you have done to me to you. "
The mother was crying, as if she had been wronged.
Qian Nai sometimes doesn't understand why she can be so patient with her father, who was also very kind to her in Liangzhu, but why she left Liangzhu. As time goes by, her resentment will become deeper and deeper.
When she was at home, her mother always asked her about her wedding dress, so she had to hide away from home.
Ran outside the city.
Looking up, I saw vast open fields and a wasteland. It was the late autumn weather. The wind in the desert was not cold, but it made her eyes feel uncomfortable. The dry wind got into her throat, making her unable to breathe.
Qiu Yan was the last girl who served Qian Nai. When her mother left Liangzhu, she gave her money and asked her to find a good family. She refused to leave and was reluctant to leave Qian Nai. She was six or seven years older than Qian Nai, and Qian Nai still left. She has learned to peel oranges and feed them to her when she is unsteady.
Qiu Yan cried and said: "I don't know what sin has caused this young lady to suffer this setback. If she hadn't been in trouble, why would she have come to this place to marry a desert rough man. If the master was still alive, he would definitely not agree."
"He ran away on his own and left the mess at home to my mother and me. If he were still here, he would only be more impatient and want to marry me to someone from the Su family in exchange for some honor."
"Miss, why don't we run back to Liangzhu?"
Qian Nai said: "Don't say that. Liangzhu is thousands of miles away from here. Is it possible that we have wings? Besides, we don't have enough gold and silver to walk half the way, and we are both delicate women. Why not endure it for now?" , and there’s no need to be sad.”
The two rode white horses to high ground, dismounted and watched the sunset.
After watching for a long time, he only heard the sound of children crying in the wasteland. Qiu Yan hurriedly left the saddle and said: "Don't encounter anything unclean, just go back quickly."
Qian Nai said: "Listening to the voice, it seems to be a child."
The two men tied their horses under a thick red willow tree and followed the sound to find him.
Qiu Yan said: "It's getting dark soon. In my opinion, we can't stay here for a long time, for fear of causing disaster. There are still children crying in the wild, which is a bit strange."
"Maybe an abandoned child."
"I hope so. If it is really a monster, neither you nor I can escape."
"Whether it's a blessing or a disaster, it's all God's will. Don't say too much."
The girl could only say, "I obey."
The two of them stood on the hillside and searched again, but found no trace of anyone, and then prepared to mount their horses and go home.
Qiu Yan said, "Maybe you and I heard wrong just now."
"It's not good to lie to yourself."
Just as I was passing by the red willow forest, I suddenly looked up and saw an old woman collecting firewood. Next to me, a six or seven-year-old boy was sitting in the dust and crying.
Qian Nai stopped her horse and looked at the child carefully. She was surprised. His body was in the shape of a human, but his face was made of wood. The eyes were so dark that he could not see his eyes at all. Then he looked at his hands. They were both hands. They are all made of straw.
In the wilderness, his eyes were full of tears. He had no eyes at all, but he could shed tears. The sawdust on his face was soaked, leaving two lines of watermarks.
When Qiu Yan saw this strange scene, his face turned pale with fright, and he immediately wanted to take Qian Nai away.
Unexpectedly, Qian Nai had already dismounted and asked the old woman who was cutting firewood for details.
She said to the old man: "My little girl is polite."
Although the old man was old, he was not deaf at all. He smiled and replied, "You are not a relative, but why are you saluting me?"
Qian Nai asked: "Why is the little child behind my mother-in-law crying here?"
The old man shook his head, "He is a little puppet made by my head of the family. He is a mechanism man. The mechanism has not been set up yet, so he is a little bit irritable and keeps crying. Just go back and repair it."
"But he looked very sad."
The old man spat, "What a mouthful."
He turned his back to chop wood and said: "He is not even as good as an animal. If I ask him to help me down the mountain, he can't help me. It's really useless. Let's tear him down and make a fire for cooking."
The little puppet heard it and cried even harder.
Qian Nai glanced at him and said angrily: "You all made him a human being, how can you tear him apart at any time? You created him, so you should do your duty as parents."
"Who will be the parents for a gadget made of straw and wood? Hahahahaha..." The old man smiled.
Qian Nai heard this and bowed her head in silence.
After pondering for a moment, he said, "Let me ask you, if you give him to me, how much money will it cost?"
The old man said: "It's just because I'm meddlesome. The little girl's actions don't look like a small family. I must have the money to buy him for fun. It's no different from buying a cat or a dog. But not only is he ugly, he can't do anything well either." , It would be nice if the owner made it look like an adult, but it’s just a child, oh, there’s no use if you buy it back.”
Qian Na then opened her red lips and said slowly: "Since I met him, it was fate. He is different from other children. This is not his fault. In my eyes, he is just a child. How can such a young child Can you cry all the time?"
Qiu Yan untied the horse and said, "Miss, this thing is unlucky and looks scary. Let's go. If you like puppets, find a carpenter to make one when you return to the city."
The old man said: "Yes, it looks ugly and has no abilities."
Qian Nai took out all the silver in her purse and said, "These are all for you, and you give them to me. I have a few taels of silver with me, and I will leave them with my mother-in-law. I will take them home and give them to the head of your family to buy some firewood and rice, so as to save you this." I still go out to cut firewood in the winter and endure the hardship."
The mother-in-law said: "Since the young lady loves you so much, and the old lady can't refuse, then you can take this little thing away."
She got the little puppet, walked up to him, knelt down and asked, "What's your surname?"
The puppet replied: "The puppet man from the carpenter's house on Yongshou Street."
"So you live on Yongshou Street, so you don't have a name?"
"We haven't chosen a name yet." He said in a milky voice.
"Do you have a brother?"
"I don't have any brothers, I'm just alone." After thinking about it, he said, "I have a wooden shuttle, a wooden comb, a wooden chair... I was made together with them."
She found it interesting, "It's getting dark and I have to go home. Do you want to go with me?"
"Okay, take me home."
She led him away, "Everyone has a name, and you should have one too. What do you want to be called?"
Qiu Yan quietly said to her: "Although I have heard that there is a puppet technique in carving inscriptions, this child's work is really ugly. He can move around just fine, but he can't look closely."
(End of chapter)