How can someone travel through time and space and become a beggar?

As daybreak approached, the sound of the night watchman's gong could be heard from afar, signaling the lifting of the curfew.

Da Wa woke up Xiao Wu who was sleeping soundly against him, moved his stiff hands and feet, and walked out of the house.

Grandma Wang was old and couldn’t stand the whole night, so she lay down and fell asleep.

Seeing that there was an empty seat, Wang Dali lay down without caring.

Xia Chu stretched his arms and legs and looked at Wang Xiaocong, "Brother Xiaocong, let's go."

"Okay, let's go." Wang Xiaocong shook his arms and led the way out of the beggars' den.

The eldest child knew that there were many people around, so he didn't ask any questions and helped the second child to catch up.

Xiaowu was sleeping soundly. He didn't struggle when Xia Chu held his hand, but followed slowly.

The five of them arrived at the deserted house where the flowers were picked. Da Wa was stunned for a moment, but then he realized what was happening. Since no one was here, why couldn't they live here? With walls to block the wind and tiles to shelter the head, wasn't it better than that shabby shack?

He and Xiaocong worked together to move the stone. After they got in, Wang Xiaocong said, "I'll go back and take a rest. I'll come back later."

No one slept last night, especially Grandma Wang, who is old. She suggested, "Why not go sell flowers in the afternoon?"

"No, the more money we make, the better. You guys take a rest first. I'll go out and push the rocks back later."

"it is good."

Xiachu found a nearby room and swept the dust with the eldest child. Before they could even feel happy about having a place to live, the brothers and sisters fell asleep on the floor.

But I didn't sleep for long before I was woken up. Grandma Wang and Wang Xiaocong had already prepared several baskets of flowers, and I didn't know how long they had been there.

Xiaowu rolled over and climbed up mumbling. Seeing the baskets of flowers on the ground, he rubbed his eyes and said, "So many flowers."

"Yes, this is what we're going to sell for money." Xia Chu stretched, picked up the two baskets and walked out. Da Wa picked up the rest and followed silently behind.

Make money? Xiao Wu murmured, "How do flowers make money?"

"Which street are we going to today?" asked Big Boy.

Xia Chu thought for a moment and said, "Let's go to the street where the benefactor couple lives, and give them a bouquet of flowers."

In fact, she had her own little thoughts. They were all helpless. If she showed some courtesy, she could make friends with the people in the city and have someone to turn to for help when she encountered any problems.

This seemed too realistic and snobbish, but she had no choice. She was too young, didn't even have a household registration, and there was little she could do.

The man of the house was out, leaving only the woman at home. She smiled sweetly, "Auntie, I brought you some flowers. I picked them this morning, and they're so fragrant and beautiful."

Dong Xiaohuan was happy to see him, and she couldn't help but wonder, if she got married and had a child, would the child be this big too? Would he be as well-behaved, cute, and lovable as him?

Seeing her suddenly staring at him in a daze, Xia Chu tilted her head and asked, "Aunt?"

"Hey, hey, come in and sit down." Dong Xiaohuan came to her senses, accepted the flowers and invited the two of them into the house.

Xia Chu smiled and refused, "No, auntie, I'm going to sell flowers."

"Oh, there are so many. Can they be sold out?" Dong Xiaohuan became worried when she saw that the two of them had brought a lot of things.

"Sure, goodbye, auntie." Xia Chu was about to leave when she was stopped again.

Dong Xiaohuan went to the kitchen and picked up three steamed buns she had just made that morning. "Eat them on the way. By the way, what's your name?"

"My name is Xia Chu."

"Okay, your uncle's surname is Wang, so you can call him Uncle Wang and me Aunt Wang from now on."

"Okay, remember."

After they walked a distance apart, Da Wa asked, "Xiao Liu, have you remembered your name?"

Xia Chu had no memory of it at all, and didn't know what the original owner's name was. "No, I named it myself. Does it sound nice?"

Big Baby nodded. This sounded much better than Little Six. "It sounds good. Why don't you give me one too?"

"Didn't Big Brother have a name originally?" Xia Chu had never asked about their experiences, but now that they were chatting, she just asked. "Did Big Brother get lost?"

Da Wa was silent for a moment. "My name is Guo Caogen. I used to have a younger sister. Then my mother died, and my father married a stepmother. She sold my younger sister as a child bride. I ran after the ox cart for a long, long time, but I had no strength left and couldn't catch up."

That year, the eldest child was six years old and the younger sister was four. She was held in the arms of an old woman, crying and crying, calling her brother to save her.

But Da Wa couldn't walk. He fell and couldn't get up. Later, he was rescued by a traveling merchant's escort, who offered to take him home. He pointed in the direction where his sister had disappeared and said, "That's where she was."

The escort took him for a while, and then he went to look for his sister on his own. But how could he, a six-year-old boy, find her? By chance, he arrived in Lin'an Prefecture. He followed others and sneaked into the city. He thought that since this place was so big, his sister might be here. Only such a wealthy place could afford a child bride, right?

As his wanderings grew longer, he heard more and more stories, and gradually realized that he might never find his sister.

"I don't want to call myself that name anymore. I'll just take your surname, Xia." Big Brother looked back at her. His sister must be so cute now.

Xia Chu looked up at the sky and said, "That's called summer."

"Summer?" Big Boy said it twice and smiled, "Okay, let's call it Summer. I like summer the most. I don't like winter. It's too cold." He thought of Xiao Si who died in late winter. Winter was too bad and too hard to bear.

Xia Chu carefully asked the question that had been on her mind for a long time, "Where's the eldest brother, the third brother, and the fourth brother?"

"Xiao San went to a temple outside the city to become a monk. Xiao Si, Xiao Si is gone." Da Wa, oh no, now Xia Tian. Xia Tian pulled the corners of his mouth as if wanting to smile, but when he thought of Xiao Si's frozen stiff body and purple face, he couldn't smile.

Xia Chu fell silent. She looked at the passing crowd. "Let's live well, and keep on living with Fourth Brother's share."

"Yeah." Xia Tian responded.

Although the atmosphere was heavy, Xia Chu had to put on a smile and sell their flowers.

"Hey, flower seller, go buy me two steamed buns and a flower." The woman who was selling silk flowers at the stall waved her hand.

Xia Chu was delighted and agreed happily, "Okay!"

Xia Tian took the money and immediately ran to buy steamed buns.

Seeing the child's unhesitating expression, Lady Juanhua felt relieved, but she said, "If you leave without taking the money, what if I don't want it?"

Xia Chu opened her mouth and started to flatter, "Auntie is so beautiful, she must have a very good heart, how could she make fun of poor children like us."

"That's hard to say. The prettier they are, the more likely they are to deceive people." The man at another stall teased.

Lady Juanhua touched her face. She knew what she looked like, and at best, she could be described as pretty. A blush crept across her face as she was praised repeatedly, but she felt happy inside. She smiled and spat at the man, "You're the only one who talks too much. Is your business too good?"

Two steamed buns cost three cents, a flower cost three cents, and Lady Silk Flower gave her seven cents, the extra being for running errands. Actually, Xia Chu never asked for errands; as long as you bought flowers, she was happy to help run errands nearby.

Perhaps because the world is good, the people in Lin'an Prefecture live comfortably. Some people buy flowers every day and pay generously for errands. If they meet a kind-hearted person, they will even give him some food.