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    A day later, she woke up.

    At that time, I was able to confirm that she was a woman after I turned her over. After all, in this world, you can also recognize a thin man from the back, but thanks to her being a woman, otherwise, with my weak strength and small arms and legs, I would be able to move until dark.  Can't move her back.

    She was not injured, but she had a fever, her forehead was hot and her limbs were cold. I put her on my little bed, dried her body, covered her with a thick quilt, and put a cold towel on her. After thinking about it, I chopped a piece of old ginger and garlic to boil.  Cheng Nongnong poured down a bowl of ginger soup while she was staring in a daze.

    I'm glad no one saw me doing this, it's not something a six-year-old girl in the mountains should understand.

    The adults were taken aback when they came back, but they didn't suspect too much under the rhetoric I prepared. Maybe the woman I should call my mother was not very happy at first, but they stared and saw that the other party was definitely not a poor person  I didn't say anything more about the clothes I could afford, but it was just out of a sense of crisis¡ªafter all, the woman was not in her thirties, and although her facial features were not perfect, she was quite good.  It is even more charming in the picture-in short, she does not allow Father Orion to get close to that person, and only asks me to take care of him.

    This is exactly what I want.

    The woman woke up early the next morning. At that time, the father had gone out and the woman was busy in the backyard. When she opened her eyes, I was the only one in the small room, a little person who should be completely harmless in the eyes of others.  .

    But the moment she opened her eyes, her eyes were sharp enough to kill.

    My heart trembled, and I calmly suppressed my anxiety, and showed her an innocent and harmless smile.

    It's not that I haven't thought about the worst possibility of luring wolves into the house, it's just that I can't let go of this opportunity no matter what. Besides, although a person can't be judged by appearance, judging by her appearance, the possibility of rescuing a person full of evil is really very small  , although only intuition.

    But when I saw this look, I really doubted my intuition.

    "Where are my clothes?" She was aware of her situation immediately, and then asked, her eyes were sharp, but her voice could not hide the hoarseness of illness.

    I opened my eyes wide: "Sister's stuff? Isn't it right next to the pillow? There was no one at home yesterday. San'er got wet when I changed it for you, so I dried it and folded it next to my sister."

    Hearing that she immediately turned around to check, I was very calm about it, I didn't coax her left and right, those clothes were dried by my own hands, only dried and folded without searching and messing up, I didn't even open a small bag,  Because the knot of the bundle is quite weird, I can't guarantee that it can be tied back as it is after opening it.

    Seeing that all the important things were there, she seemed relieved, then remembered something, and asked sharply, "Where is my sword?"

    I've been waiting for this question for a long time, so I'm not in a panic, I just laughed more harmlessly.

    "Shhh, sister, please be gentle." She lowered her voice and made a gesture of biting her ears. Her eyes were wary, but it seemed that she was just a child in front of her, so she didn't stop or avoid it.

    "I hid my sister's sword in the firewood pile behind the house. I can't take it out. If I take it out, it will be very miserable."

    I pretended to be mysterious, and she frowned.

    "Why?"

    "My father and mother explained to San'er that the world is bad, and there are bandits and villains everywhere. They told me to hide away from anyone with a sword when I go out, let alone bring them home.  So San'er hid her sister's sword first, so that parents won't know about it."

    Or because of the child's innocent and simple answer, after hearing these words, her expression relaxed a little, she just looked at me and raised her eyebrows: "Really? Aren't you afraid that I'm also a bandit?  "

    "It's not like my sister, San'er likes you." I smiled at her, turned over and jumped off the bed, and went to the stove to bring a bowl of rice porridge that was boiled until it was fragrant.  I haven't seen much hospitality, but things have come to this, I still try to prepare a good meal.

    I handed the rice porridge and looked at her expectantly. She took it after pondering for a while, but didn't drink it, and just continued to question her.

    "Your name is San'er? You saved me yesterday? Can you tell me what happened?"

    I nodded and recounted the experience. Anyway, the facts are the same, I just need to hide my thoughts at that time.  She asked a few more questions, and I always answered them truthfully. At this time, the woman I should call my mother also came in. It was probably because I was a little embarrassed to face the nobleman, and I was gone.  After a short exchange of pleasantries, they withdrew, leaving me to continue to take care of them.

    After this trial, she should have completely dispelled her worries, and took a sip of the cold rice porridge for the first time.

    I didn't dare to be negligent, so I went to her side and asked tentatively: "The porridge is cold, San'er will help my sister reheat it, okay?I don¡¯t mind what they think if they come up with such bold ideas. In their eyes, San¡¯er is more about the present labor and the future gift, and the son is what they really want.

    But a sigh from a close distance made my heart sink.

    "It's rare to be so sincere at such a young age, but it's a pity" She sighed, holding the arm I was holding on to with one hand, and suddenly the arm tightened, and a strange pain came, which was not painful.  It's intense, but extremely bone-piercing.  "Unfortunately, although you have beautiful features, you have ordinary bones and ordinary aptitude. You have no talent to inherit my mantle. I'm afraid"

    When I heard her say this, I ignored the pain in my hand and replied loudly: "San'er dare not pretend to inherit Aunt Ling's mantle. San'er is not greedy, but only wants to be able to follow Aunt Ling around and learn one and a half ways to protect herself.  Be at the mercy of others, don't follow the crowd, and in the future won't be sold to someone you don't even know as a concubine or slave"

    I was dizzy, the piercing pain and the flustered urgency made my brain hot and dizzy, I just wanted to express my heart quickly, but unconsciously poured out all the thoughts in my heart for the past few years, until I heard a cry  Roaring furiously, his heart trembled, and a layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on his back.

    The roar was uttered by Orion's father. The words of being a concubine and a slave were considered to have angered him. No matter how he strode forward, he wanted to grab someone: "Little San'er! Where did you hear these words?"

    Secretly groaning, before he had time to think about how to answer, he suddenly felt his feet lighten.

    When he came back to his senses, he was already in her arms.

    "Is what she said the truth?" Although she hugged me, she didn't look at me. She just raised her chin and stared at the man who was close at hand.

    The old man was obviously afraid of this, the woman quickly pulled him back a few words, the faces of the two were red and white, and they faltered for a long time to explain but couldn't explain why, I should thank them for being honest people,  Not good at lying.

    She obviously had a panoramic view of this scene, but she didn't answer. After a moment of silence, she suddenly asked me, "What's your name?"

    I was stunned for a moment, then understood, and replied with some embarrassment: "They just called me Xiao San'er didn't name me" Although I was embarrassed and whispered, I couldn't help but gradually became happy and nervous, could it be

    Sure enough, upon hearing this, she snorted coldly, and glanced at the couple: "Six-year-old children, don't give them names, what else can I argue about? In vain I used to be poor in the mountains, and the youngest son couldn't escape hard work.  Looking at it now, why have you ever treated her like a blood relative!"

    These words were straightforward and merciless, making the face of the person opposite turn pale, especially the old man, after all, he is a rough man in the mountains and he can be regarded as a man. He was a little angry when he held his breath. Although he was a little afraid of people who learn martial arts, his tone was already  Gradually hardened, and said to Aunt Ling that they were kind to her, and then told her to leave other people's family affairs alone, so what if the child didn't have a name, what to do with others, the implication was a bit nosy  blame.

    The more he said this, the more obvious the sneer on Aunt Ling's lips became. Amidst the other party's chatter, she looked at me.  "San'er, I'll give you a name and surname, would you like it?"

    Only parents can give names to their children.

    Be a teacher for one day and be a mother for life.

    I wrestled from her arms and knelt down on my knees: "Master, please give me a name!"

    She pondered for a while, and her eyes drifted to the bamboo forest outside the window, and then I heard her voice say: "The green bamboo is slender, hard to break by wind and rain, you can call it bamboo fiber."

    Before he had time to say anything, the next moment his body became lighter again, the wind was blowing against his face, and when he looked up, he saw the sky.

    "I took your child away. From now on, whether she returns or not, whether she accepts it or not, whether she marries or not, is all up to her. In this world, no one can manipulate her around!  "

    I seem to have heard the sound of breaking the cocoon.

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