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In the blink of an eye, it's the end of September, and the capital is vaguely feeling a bit more autumnal.

The weather was fine for several days in a row, so I asked Mother He and Uncle Li to take out the books in the main room and put them in the yard to dry.

A large table was set up in the yard, covered with books.There is also a grass thatch on the ground, which is specially used to cover the wide-open picture book.

The little boy is also helping.Together with Uncle Li, he carried out the big camphor wood box in the main room, then turned his head and told Mama He: "Mama He, Lord Qin's books are placed in order, please pay attention when you spread them out to dry. And the ones on the right are specially skinned, they are orphan copies, please take extra care."

He Ma smiled and said, "I know, I remember everything."

I was wearing a piece of clothing, sitting in the yard watching, very relieved to hear this.

Xiao Tong, the longer the child, the better. He seems to be able to take care of things, and he may be able to take care of them in the future.

I went to see Zhenshu writing again.Zhenshu is smart, and after only half a year of learning from me, she has already written well.I gave him some pointers, and he took another piece of paper to write again.

Uncle Li turned his head and said: "The sun is high these few days, and the heat has gone down, Master Qin should come out more to sit."

I laughed and said, "I say this every day. You remind me three times and four times every day. Didn't I go out every day at the invitation of everyone?"

Everyone laughed for a while, and Mother He said: "Sit down more. When the grapes on the rack are ripe, I will pick them and dry them. In winter, I will put them in porridge, which will be sweet and fragrant."

I said: "Children like to eat raisins the most, you must dry them more, and let him eat them as snacks in winter."

The little boy turned his head and smiled at me.

Zhen Shu interjected: "Master, are those in the kitchen made by He Ma?"

I said, "No, it's sold outside. Your Mama's craftsmanship is much better than those sold outside."

Zhenshu smiled, turned her head and said, "I'll be with you when harvesting grapes and help you."

He Ma smiled happily: "Zhen Shu is a sensible person."

I looked at the books spread out to dry in the yard. These books were brought from my original home. They had been placed in camphor wood boxes for a long time, and they also carried a smell of camphor and scattered in the air.

It's not the place where Mo Qi lived together, that's not home.

I also used to have a family.

When I had these books, my name was not Qin Xian'er, but Qin Wen.

My father is the manager of a commercial firm in the capital, and his family is fairly well off.Both my piano and books were taught by my father at the request of Mr. Xixi.Mr. is a successful candidate. Three generations of his ancestors have served as officials in the court. It was only because of the bad times that he fell down.Because of my father's face, my husband taught me to be dedicated in everything, strict but not harsh.

Every time I look at Zhenshu, I think of the way my husband taught me.I also hope that I can be a competent and knowledgeable master like him, but unfortunately I don't have the broad talents and knowledge of my husband, so I end up misleading my disciples.

Mother died young.There are only my father, me, and Mama Li Bo and a few helpers in the family.The family's life was calm and calm.My father is upright and kind, and he is as strict with me as my husband, but they never ask me to do anything, and they never let me compete for any ranking.My father told me since I was a child that I only want the top grade, not the best.I didn't understand it when I was young, and when I understood it, I could only tell the two children who were still ignorant

This kind of life continued until I was 12 years old when something happened suddenly at home.

When I came back from high school in the evening, I saw from across the street that the door of my house was surrounded by gendarmerie, and my father was detained in the middle.

I was so shocked that I left my schoolbag and was about to run to the door of the house, but was grabbed by someone.

Yes, sir.

"Sir?" I grabbed his cuff hastily, "What's wrong with father? What's wrong at home?"

"Xiaowen, you're going to grow up." My husband patted my head, "Your father and husband won't be able to accompany you in the future, you have to go on your own."

"I don't want..." I grabbed Mr.'s hand in panic, "Where are you going?"

The husband looked at me and said slowly: "Your father offended the commander in power, and he will go to prison with his whole family. There is no escape."

"Offended?" My mind went blank, my father was always upright, how could he offend others?

The husband didn't answer me, and continued: "Your father tried his best to find Boss Cheng of the theater and entrusted you to him. From now on, you will be the luthier of the theater."

I shook my head and pushed my husband's hand away to find my father: "Then what should I do with my father? What should I do with my husband!"

Mr. grabbed my hand and held it very hard.He looked into my eyes and said firmly, "Remember this sentence, it means that I and your father are together."

I was stunned and forgot to break free for a while.

"You don't have this family, you haven't had a father, and you haven't had a husband. In the past 12 years, we have lied to you."

My tears flowed down in big drops, I still held my husband's hand, trembling and refused to let go, my throat was so choked that I couldn't speak.

Mr. opened my fingers one by one: "Go to the left, Longfu Theater."

"Sir!" I grabbed his coat again, "What about you? What will happen to father?"

The husband smiled, turned around and threw my hand away, got up and walked towards the gendarmerie.

I didn't dare to look back, and ran towards the theater with big strides, tears streaming down my cheeks, blurring the road in front of me.

I almost fell down several times, but I stabilized a few times, and ran forward at a faster speed.

A gentleman's voice came from the wind: "Qi Kang!"

Qi Kang is the word for his father.

The gun went off.

In a blink of an eye, I have been in Longfu Theater for more than two years, and my 12-year-old child has become a 15-year-old adult.

Due to family affairs, I haven't talked to the people around me very much, but I just played the piano more and more brilliantly.I wholeheartedly thought that I must make a name for myself, so that I would be taught by Mr. Fang Buwei, the most popular person in the capital.Boss Cheng took good care of me. He saw that I played the piano well and came from a poor family, so he only found me some clean jobs to pick me up.I, Qin Xian'er, depend on Boss Qin's care for me today.

One night, I went to play the piano at the home of a Du Tong named Zhang.Zhang Dutong is a good man, he not only sealed the money generously, but also sent a small guard to follow me and send me back to the theater.

Naturally, it is impossible for a young luthier like me to have a car to pick him up. Fortunately, the road is not far away, and the little guard accompanied me to walk back.

The little guard looked a few years older than me, but he was very noisy along the way.

"You are so beautiful, are you really a boy?" He circled around me, looking up and down.

I gave him a blank look, which pot is not open and which pot to lift.

"How are your hands so long, why can you play such a beautiful tune?" He stared at my hands again, reaching out to pick my piano.

I turned around to avoid it, because my piano is where others can touch it casually.

He looked at me: "You're not dumb, are you? That's a pity... Hey! Do you like to eat? There's a night market over there. I'll take you there!"

I turned my head: "Not clean."

"Speak!" The little guard scratched his head and smiled at me, "A man still cares about whether it is clean or not. The night market is very delicious, I guarantee you will like it!"

I glanced at him: "The boss will talk about me when I go back late."

The little guard patted his chest: "Wrap it on me! Guaranteed to make you wonderful!"

"... seamless."

"It's all right!" He grabbed my wrist, "Let's go, the night market doesn't wait for anyone."

I grew up in the capital, and this is the first time I have visited a night market.When I was young, my father and husband looked down on me and wouldn't let me come.Later, when I entered the theater, I had no chance.

The night market is full of beautiful things in eyes and crowded with people.The little guard dragged me around, and after a while, he had a lot of oily things in his hands.

"This fish ball is absolutely delicious!" He still muttered with food stuffed in his mouth, and he stretched out his hand and handed a bunch of fish balls in front of my eyes, "Try it too."

I glanced at the suspicious string of fish balls, with the evocative oil stars on them.I shook my head and pushed away.

"Here, fried rice," he dug out another box from a pile of things, "this one is guaranteed to be clean, I watched it do it."

No matter how clean the night market is, it's the same.

I looked at it, and it was not good to brush his face, so I reluctantly took a bite...it was quite delicious.

The little guard watched me eat, and said with a smile, "Isn't it pretty good, let me have another one?"

I just stared at the food in the box, and I was caught off guard and another one was stuffed.As soon as I looked up, the club hit my face.

The little guard hurriedly put away his hands and looked around for papers: "Sorry..."

I couldn't help laughing at his flustered look.

He froze for a moment, looked up at me, and said after a long time: "You look so pretty when you smile, like the fairy in the painting."

I was startled, turned my head away quickly, and asked for something to say: "Is there any more?"

"Yes, yes," he hurriedly handed it over, inserted it with a bamboo stick, looked at me carefully and said, "Qin Wen, you are so pretty, it would be great if you could smile."

I walked while eating, but my heart moved.

When we walked to the entrance of the theater, the little guard explained to the guarding mother for a long time, hiding the fact that we both ate the night market secretly, as if playing the piano extremely hard at Dutong's house.

After seeing the money that Zhang Dutong had sealed for me, my mother beamed with joy, and let me in without interrogation.

I walked a few steps, turned around and saw the little guard was still at the door, and asked mysteriously, "What's your name?"

The little guard showed his teeth with a smile: "Mo Qi."

Zhang Dutong liked my playing the piano very much, and he often called me there after that, and the money he granted was still very generous.

Mo Qi seemed to have picked the right time, either he would see me off, or he would wait for me at the gate of the Dutong Mansion, changing shifts with the brother who saw me off.Then take me around the capital city under the night.It's also hard for him to know so many places. After walking around with Mo Qi a few times, I realized that I had never known this city before.

Mo Qi can always tinker with a bunch of new gadgets, sometimes for food, sometimes for play, as if conjuring them out from the cuffs and arms, and the styles are all my favorite.What's even more funny is that he can make up different excuses with his mother every time, and give her some money.

Later, when Mu Ma saw Mo Qi sending me back, she laughed and said, "Qin Wen went to play with Guard Mo again? Guard Mo don't even think about it, I'll just let him in."

I was a little embarrassed, and Mo Qi smiled and gave Mu Ma some money: "Mum Ma has worked hard at the night watch, please have tea."

Mom accepted it with a smile: "With Guard Mo here, Qin Wen is much more cheerful and talkative. The boss is very happy."

Mo Qi said with a smile: "If it can make Master Cheng happy, everything I do is worth it."

I glanced at him and was about to go back. When I passed by, I heard him whisper: "He's not as happy as you are."

Later, Mo Qi was transferred away from Zhang Dutong's family, but he got into the habit of picking me up.If he knew in advance which house I was going to, and he was not on duty tonight, he would wait for me at the door in advance to go with me.In this way, Mo Qi and I went until we were 19 years old.

One night, I had an appointment with Mo Qi to walk together at night, but I waited on the street for a long time without seeing anyone.It was getting dark, so I had to walk back by myself.

I passed by an alley, and I had already passed the entrance of the alley, only to hear a humming sound from inside, as if a child was crying.

At night, whose child is lost?

I took a few steps back and looked back, thinking that if the child lost his way, I would help him find his family, which would be considered a merit.

By the moonlight, I saw a seven or eight-year-old child squatting on the ground, hugging his knees and trembling.His backlight was bare, revealing a clear and beautiful spine with a few red marks on it.The moonlight made his skin very white, and the red marks were very obvious. When the night wind blew, the child trembled again, looking around in a panic.

Standing behind him was a man in uniform. He couldn't tell which guard belonged to him by looking at his clothes. He was unbuttoning something with his head down, his shoulders heaving.

I suddenly understood what was going on, and hurriedly shrank back, standing by the wall and not daring to make a sound.

While thinking about not being too troublesome, I also thought of the scratches on the child's back, and I couldn't bear it.

Qin Wen, you can't just ignore death and refuse to save me, sir, did you teach you in vain?

I boldly poked my head out and saw that the man was holding the child's shoulder with his hand and covering the child's mouth with one hand.The child struggled desperately, but the strength gap was too great, and his face was covered with tears.

I couldn't watch it any longer, so I turned around and shouted, "Stop!"

When the man turned around, I realized that I was unarmed, and I was no match for him in terms of body shape and physical strength.

The child knelt down and kowtowed three times to me, then ran away.

"Hehe," the man got closer and closer, pressing me from above with his size, "here is a more beautiful one."

I backed away in fright, busy looking around for something that could hold me back for a while.

It would be great if Mo Qi was here at this time, I couldn't help thinking.

I glimpsed a little silver light under the base of the wall, and moved towards the corner step by step.Sure enough, it was a sharp knife.

I pointed the tip of the knife at someone, and my voice trembled: "Don't come here, I have a knife!"

The man seemed to be drunk, he ignored my threats, and still approached step by step: "With a knife? Like this?"

I blushed when I heard that, and hurriedly said, "Go away!"

As if he couldn't hear it, he stretched out his hand to grab me. I closed my eyes and swung the knife upwards, and the sword touched the flesh.

I looked up, and my knife drew a line of blood on the man's chin.

"Like this?" He seemed to be stimulated, and he rushed towards me with a dirty mouth, almost choking my neck.

I retreated to the corner in panic, and there was no way to escape.As soon as I closed my eyes, I subconsciously raised the knife and waved it wildly, holding the handle of the knife with both hands and sending it forward.

The feeling of the sharp knife piercing the flesh is especially real in my hand.The man stared at me wide-eyed, and made a ho-ho sound, which fell silent after a while.With a knife stuck in his chest, he fell to one side.

The handle of the knife slipped from my hand.

I kill.