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    On January 24, 1990, Xu Han left Wu Lixia¡¯s home.

    The temperature was very low that day. When I opened the window, cold wind poured into the house. When I opened my mouth, I breathed out a cloud of white air.  Xu Han put on old cotton trousers and an old jacket, and picked up her old schoolbag in the dark.  Just like when I arrived, the schoolbag contained textbooks, pens, and the blue-covered dictionary.

    She stood in front of the desk and touched the sleeve of the blue cotton-padded jacket.  There is also a new set of textbooks spread out on the table, which Wu Lixia bought for her.  Before New Year's Day, Xu Han passed the primary school entrance exam.  Wu Lixia told her that after the Spring Festival, she would be able to go to school with Wan Yuliang.

    Loosening the sleeves of her blue jacket, she took one last look at the unfinished math problems in her exercise book, turned around and walked to the bedside table, looking down at the photo of Wu Lixia's husband in the frame.  She clasped her hands together and closed her eyes.

    "Please protect them as you protect the apple of your eye."

    After praying quietly, she opened her eyes.

    The man in the photo is looking at her in the dark.  Just like the first time she saw him, with black and white colors and a solemn expression.

    Xu Han remembered that Wan Yuliang said that he wanted to become a policeman like him.

    The living room was quiet.  There was no light or sound in the small bedroom.  Xu Han put the note with "Thank you" under the quilt on the dining table and looked at it.  Her Chinese characters are not beautiful.  Wan Yuliang gave her practice on his copybook, but after a short period of practice, her writing was still crooked and unsightly.

    She took out a pen from her schoolbag, leaned on the dining table, and added a small "you" after "thank you" by the light of the street lamp outside the window.

    After finishing writing, she stared at it for a while, then lowered her head again and added a "we" after "you" one stroke at a time.

    There was a lone lamp on the street, and there was no one in the alley.

    Before leaving, Xu Han stopped under the street lamp and looked back at the quiet streets.  There was a rustle in the trash can on the corner of the street, and an old dog came out and raised its head to look at her.  Bald and covered with diarrhea.  Xu Han has seen it.

    As he walked away, his teeth pressed against the shadow of the wall. He turned around and threw a pebble at her.  When the old dog heard the noise, he turned around and ran away.  It kicked over the plastic bag beside the trash can, its footsteps pattering, light and fast.

    Xu Han turned around and ran towards Yazi without looking back.

    Yazi¡¯s surname was Cai, and Zeng Jingyuan called him Mr. Cai.  He has a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, a pair of squinting eyes, and his eyes are always purring.

    Mr. Cai has been stealing things since he was eight years old.  He stole corn, chickens, and piglets from the pigsty.  When he grew up, he stole money and children.  He had been stealing for most of his life and had never been caught.

    "There was a dangerous moment," he told Xu Han on the smelly long-distance bus. "As soon as he got his wallet, he was discovered by a boy from a police officer. As soon as the boy screamed, the police officer came up and chased him.  The car was chasing her, and the wheels were about to catch up, but a car came across and turned her back, knocking her out." He gestured with his dirty hands, and grinned, with two cracks like  His eyes narrowed into thin lines, "I watched the note fly out like this. It's a woman. If she fell to the ground, she probably wouldn't survive."

    The car turned onto a bumpy road.  Amid the shaking and jolting, Xu Han sat in the window seat without saying a word, holding the dirty snakeskin bag in his arms and staring at the muddy toes of his shoes.

    They traveled for a day and a night.  In the early morning of the next morning, the bus stopped at a train station on the border of a neighboring province. Mr. Cai put on his snakeskin bag and climbed out of the car door with Xu Han trembling step by step.  There was only one platform and the waiting room was packed with people.  Tea eggs are boiling in the pot in the tuck shop, and the hot corn is covered with a white cloth to block the rising steam.  Some people were huddled in their seats and chewing noodles, some were snoring with their heads raised, and there were also slovenly old men wearing thick cotton-padded jackets, huddled close to the foot of the wall, with only a thin layer of newspapers under their buttocks.

    Mr. Cai took out some change from his pocket and bought a piece of corn.  He led Xu Han to the wall, squatted down and sat on the snakeskin bag, and patted the floor beside him, asking her to sit down too.

    "Get in the car later, pay attention to the people in the car." He broke the corn into two pieces, put one half to his mouth to chew, and the other half in his hand, and told her vaguely, "The eyes are rolling, it's not  Tiaozi is a thief."

    There is a cold floor beneath me, and the chill creeps up little by little.  Xu Han listened quietly, folded his arms and curled up his body, and nodded silently.

    When crowding in the crowd to check tickets, Xu Han raised his eyes and looked at the people around him.

    The ticket inspector drooped his eyelids, checked tickets with one hand, and held a loudspeaker in the other, shouting train times from time to time.  It was crowded and bustling.  Mr. Cai put his hand into a woman's pocket and took out her purse.  A womanGradually, my arms were warmed by the temperature of the kang head.  She turned over, thinking about the fox she saw during the day, and finally closed her eyes.

    The next morning, before dawn, Hu Yiqiang and Hu Fengjuan took her on a truck driven by her cousin husband and rushed to the city's train station.

    They arrived early, but the train came late.  The ticket inspector used a loudspeaker to shout about the delayed train, and his voice echoed in the crowded waiting room.  The queue at the ticket gate gradually dispersed, and Hu Fengjuan went to the toilet, leaving only Hu Yiqiang standing at the foot of the wall with his luggage on his back, holding Xu Han's little hand tightly with his calloused hand.

    "Are you hungry?" He asked her in a low voice, "If I had known the train would be delayed, I should have brought some tea eggs."

    Xu Han shook his head.

    Hu Yiqiang raised his head and looked around, and saw people crowded in front of the small shop, clamoring to buy corn and tea eggs.  He squeezed her palm, lowered his head and said, "Wait here, dad will buy you a piece of corn."

    After a pause, the little girl nodded.  He then touched her head, let go of her hand, and walked into the crowd at the other end.

    Xu Han looked at his back from a distance, then looked at the direction of the toilet, then quietly moved towards a crowded place.  She still remembered Mr. Cai's explanation and the name of the hotel.

    As long as she gets into a crowd, she can run away.

    She carefully walked through the crowd while paying attention to Hu Yiqiang's figure.  The steps under my feet are getting faster and faster.

    The moment she turned around to run, Wu Lixia's words rang in her ears.

    ¡°But you are so young, you often have no choice and don¡¯t know how to choose.¡±

    She took the first step, and the image of Wan Yuliang jumping up and pushing her head flashed in her mind.

    "Bad people shout notes, don't shout like that."

    The other foot was also raised, but it was not stepped out again.  Xu Han stopped in the sea of ????people, passing a stranger beside him, and the black silhouette was reflected in the dark eyes.

    Ten minutes later, Hu Yiqiang returned to the wall, found Xu Han waiting there, and handed the corn he just bought into her hand.

    "Wash your hands for a while first, don't burn your mouth."

    The little girl nodded, raised her arm, and held his hand again.

    During the Spring Festival of that year, the Hu couple took her back to the south and found a fortune teller.

    The fortune teller said that she was destined to be connected with the Buddha.

    They picked a word "jia" from the Buddhist scriptures and named her Jiaying.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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