Thanks for the invitation: In ancient times, people shared children

The guest room where the mother cat slept became Pei Xiaohai’s personal boudoir.

Pumpkin could probably smell the scent left by his mother, so he screamed at the top of his lungs.

Little Pei curled up into a ball and cried silently.

Liu Renben and Pei Zhu didn't know how to persuade her. They saw Pei Xiaohai's bracelet and thought she liked jewelry, so they bought four silver bracelets with bells and red ropes, and a silver necklace with a longevity lock on it as gifts for her. It was much thicker and heavier than her previous ones.

Little Pei, whose hands, feet and neck were all tied up, cried even more sadly, but the sadness did not last long, only two days. On the morning of the third day, Pumpkin was probably desperate, and he lazily raised his legs and urinated in the place where they had been.

Pei Xiaohai: "Pumpkin, do you want to be beaten?!"

It certainly didn't want to do that. As soon as it heard the door open, it immediately dived into Pei Xiaohai's arms, kicking and digging with its hands and feet, and no one knew where it wanted to hide.

"Oh, what's that smell?" Aunt Yu, who was cooking, frowned and brought in the food.

Little Pei rubbed his red and swollen eyes and said tearfully, "I wet the bed."

"Why are you crying? Bedwetting is not a big deal." Aunt Yu spoke clearly and loudly.

But would she still say that if the bed was covered in cat urine?

Little Pei was really curious because as far as she knew, adults loved to hear lies, but she didn't want to betray Pumpkin, so she didn't say anything.

Aunt Yu didn't pay attention to whether she had urinated or not. She just took apart the quilt and took away the clothes mixed in it.

Pei Zhu came to her with concern and asked: "Are you afraid of living alone? If you are afraid, can mother come to accompany you?"

No need to, we are not familiar with each other at all!

You are not my biological mother, nor my mother. You are just my godmother. A godmother is not a mother. I have no mother, no master, and no nun. I have nothing but a cat that pees everywhere.

Pei Xiaohai: "I like living alone."

"Okay," Pei Zhu was almost used to being rejected these past two days, "Then if you're scared, just come to your godmother, okay?"

"it is good."

Pei Xiaohai wanted to say no, but who else could he turn to?

She heard it with her own ears yesterday, Liu Gandi said - "Why don't you let the nuns take her back? It's not good for her to cry every day."

Pei Ganniang said, "Come on, the person is gone, where can we find him? It's a good thing that children are sentimental. If you don't want to hear it, just close your ears."

"I'm not annoying..."

It would be strange if it wasn't so. Little Pei finds other people's crying annoying. Now that her master and the others are gone, if they don't want her, she will have nowhere to go.

Did the master guess it a long time ago, so that’s why he said “Be a good boy next time” when he left?

Pei Xiaohai's heart was full of resentment. She resented the heavens, the earth, her father, her mother, and even her master. She said that she was willing to become a nun. She said it many times, but her master still abandoned her. If he didn't want her, why did he raise her?

If her parents didn't want her, why did they give birth to her?

Is God playing a trick on her? Why is it raining for no reason? Is he sick?

Pei Xiaohai wanted to yell, but she didn't know who to yell at. She even blamed herself for keeping a cat. If she hadn't kept a cat, it would have been smashed to death and nothing would have happened.

No matter how much he complained, he couldn't blame the Liu family, but Pei just couldn't like them. No matter how he tried to hide it, his resistance was obvious.

Pei Zhu also realized that Pei Xiaohai might not be the same as the good child she wanted, but she still showed her utmost patience.

"After dinner, Mommy will take you for a walk, okay? Staying cooped up in the house all the time will make you sick. Mommy also made you a new skirt, it will definitely look good on you."

Little Pei didn't want to go anywhere, but she was afraid of being thrown away again, so she could only nod.

Pei Zhu took this as a sign that she was starting to accept herself and happily helped her put on her new clothes.

Pei Xiaohai's head, with only a layer of stubble, did not match the clothes well, and his ordinary face became even duller against the backdrop of the bright color.

Pei Xiaohai looked at his strange self in the bronze mirror and felt for the first time that he was born so ugly.

Pei Zhu also felt a little awkward. She was good-looking, so wearing such bright colors was the icing on the cake, but now it seemed that her child was not the same as her.

Pei Xiaohai finally changed back into her gray monk's robe.

Pei Zhu was afraid that she would be sad, so she comforted her: "It's because the color that mother chose is not good. Mother will make you a new one later."

Pei Xiaohai pretended to be nonchalant and said, "It's okay, I can wear anything."

Pei Zhu touched her head which was a little prickly. "Mother knows you are well behaved. Maybe you are used to simplicity and don't care about these things. But as the saying goes, gold makes the man, and saddle makes the horse. If we dress better, people outside will respect us a little when they see us, and it will be easier for us to say and do things."

This is all Pei Zhu's experience.

Little Pei had never heard such words before. He seemed to understand them but felt they were complicated and troublesome.

When Pei Zhu took Pei Xiaohai out, the villagers who used to call her "child" or "little master" suddenly became strange in their attitude and called her "Miss" with a smile on their faces.

Then he hunched his back, rubbed his body, and asked Pei Zhu whether they could harvest the flooded wheat so that they could sell it cheaper.

Pei Zhu was a little embarrassed: "Uncle Shouyi, you know, my family's fields also suffered a disaster this year. I don't know what to do with the wheat in my field..."

Flooded wheat can be used to make wine, but no one wants moldy wheat.

The Liu family collects grain and sells it all year round. They have good intentions, but they dare not be too kind. What if someone mixes moldy wheat in it? Wouldn’t that ruin their business?

They would rather earn less this year than be cheated.

Uncle Shouyi sighed and left without making any fuss, but some people were not so reasonable. They acted as if others should help him just because they had money. They acted like spoiled brats and played tricks on him. Pei Zhu was particularly rude when she met such people and wanted to curse all her eight generations of ancestors.

It's really strange. She speaks in a gentle manner, but they are so fierce. But when she scolds them, they become quiet instead, fearing that they have really offended them.

Pei Zhu said they are: "Bullying the weak and fearing the strong."

"Kid, if you meet someone like this, you must not give in. If you give in, they will bully you to death. Even if they skin you alive, they won't be satisfied..."

Pei Zhu talked as she walked with Pei Xiaohai.

What she said was more troublesome than chanting scriptures. Pei Xiaohai wished he could be deaf so that he wouldn't have to listen to a single word.

Pei Zhu talked about the people and things in the village, and Pei Xiaohai was thinking about the now empty mountain temple.

If she was abandoned, she would go back to wherever she wanted. She still remembered the way from here to Peijia Town, and she also remembered the way from Peijia Town back to the nunnery. She could also go to the homes of several generous donors to beg for alms on the way.

But everything is different now. She is not a nun anymore. I don’t know if they will still give it to her.

She had a vague answer in her mind, but she didn't like it...