Star road

He lay in the middle of the water, drifting with the waves.

The water surface is wide and calm, and the sound of gurgling water surrounds him, undulating and swaying, and the breeze blows, like a mother's hand, caressing gently on his body.

Mother……

The sound of the water was a lullaby, and he fell asleep.

But suddenly there was a strong wind, the water was rough, the cradle was shattered, the mother disappeared, and the gentle water turned into a man-eating monster, swallowing him and everything...

"It's terrible, it's about to kill someone!"

Village head Wang pushed open the door and hurried into the house.

His wife lifted the door curtain made of rotten mats, poked a head out and cursed: "Damn you! What are you doing in such a panic?!"

The village chief frantically rummaged through the cabinet, found some dried herbs and put them in his pocket. Because of his panic and anxiety, many things scattered on the ground and got everywhere.

"Look at what you have done, if you have the ability to clean up yourself..."

The woman chattered endlessly, and the village head shouted, "Okay! Hurry up, boil hot water and bring a towel to help!"

The woman stopped her mouth, and went to talk honestly.

The man in her family knows that he will let you do small things on weekdays, but if he really gets angry, it will prove that something really big has happened.Thinking of this, I also became anxious in my heart, and the movements of my hands became much more agile.

Looking at her man, his face turned blue with anxiety.

……

He was surrounded by water, floating and sinking feebly in the water.

Sometimes the water is as cold as ice, and sometimes as hot as fire. When it is cold, it hurts the bones, but when it is hot, it seems to be suffering in boiling oil.

Is it dead?Because I was disobedient and couldn't make everyone like me, I came to hell...

"Finally woke up..."

"Oh, it scared me to death, what a crime... That drunkard was full, so he found a child to vent his anger on, and he almost died..."

"Why do you have so many mouths, mother-in-law? Don't say a few words!"

"Xiaoxing, Xiaoxing? Are you thirsty? Come, drink some hot water."

Xiaoxing blinked her eyes in a daze, looking at the cup that was close at hand.After a pause of two seconds, he shifted his gaze to the village chief's face.Under the dim light, his vision was blurred, and it took a long time before he could clearly see that face and the gentle look on that face that he had never seen before.

Are you dreaming?The village chief never smiled at him, but now, he is smiling, just like the other children in the village...

His eyes were a little wet, the village chief turned his head away, his wife frowned and stepped on him, snatched the cup, lifted Xiao Xing's body neatly, and fed the water into his mouth.

"The fever is gone, and you'll be fine after a few days of rest." The woman put the cup on the table, pulled the man and walked out the door, "Let's go, let's go, we still have something to do in the house." Seeing the village head hesitated, she went She stretched out her hand and twisted his arm fiercely, "Aren't you leaving?"

"What's the rush? Let's go now!"

The village head broke free from the mother-in-law's hand and stood in front of Xiaoxing's bed. In the dark, the wrinkles on his face became more and more profound.He sighed, took out something from his arms and put it on Xiaoxing's bedside.

"You can play with this. I boiled a pot of boiling water for you, soaked some herbs in it, you drink more, it will heal quickly... As for your father, he has something to do in the village these two days. , I won’t be back, there is still some food on the table, you should rest well, you will be fine soon..."

He suddenly felt that he couldn't face Xiaoxing's clear eyes, he confessed a few words casually, and fled in a panic.

Xiao Xing kept silent until the figures of the village chief and his wife disappeared at the door, and then he reluctantly looked away.

Yes, he was very sad.

How long has it been since you experienced the feeling of being cared for?Only when my mother has not left, can I experience it occasionally.

The village head's voice was so gentle and kind just now, which made him feel that he was a child loved and loved just like everyone else.

very nice.

Looking at the things left by the head of the bedside, the big star-like eyes were bent, and a innocent and joyful smile filled the air.

It was her, what he longed for.

The smooth lines, low-key temperament, noble and mysterious.

This is a delicate and compact violin model.

The children in the village were not interested in this new toy. After picking and choosing, there was only one toy left, and the village head gave it to him.

There was originally a motorcycle police car, but the village chief thought that his son was about to take a wife, and by then, he could leave it to his grandson.

Who knows if there will be a cheap thing to give away toys without spending money in the future?

For the people in their village, spending money to buy such a toy is really extravagant.

Xiao Xing naturally didn't know all this.

He stretched out his thin little hands to touch the body of the model's violin with great difficulty, and his whole body was filled with a wonderful sense of satisfaction.

Even the pain in his body was completely forgotten.

Are you here to accompany me?Yeah?I have dreamed about you several times. It turns out that what I dreamed may really come true.

In the back room of the village head's house, the village head's wife was busy with the work at hand while talking about Xiao Xing.

"Oh, that kid is so pitiful. Seeing how unconscious he was just now, if you hadn't discovered him, he might just have left like this..." the village chief's mother-in-law said nonchalantly.

The village head remained silent, and today, without Chen Xiao's sudden question, he would not have thought of visiting Xiaoxing's house.

The last time Xiaoxing was beaten dumb, he was also the one who saved his life, otherwise the child might not be in this world long ago.

"People say that if you survive a catastrophe, you will have future blessings, but I think it's difficult for him... Hey, let me tell you, our sympathy is all sympathy, don't get yourself into trouble and come back, let's save him Destiny, it's a human thing..."

"Okay! Stop talking!" The village chief interrupted her impatiently.

"What's fierce? Is it possible that I was wrong? He is a disaster star in the eyes of the villagers. If you want to continue to be your village chief, just listen to me. If people find out what you have done, our family can still have a good life." Are you living a stable life? You also have to think about your son!"

Faced with the scolding by the mother-in-law, the village chief fell silent.

She said, yes.

The little star drifted here with the current.

It was very strange to say that the two-month-old child, who had been floating in the cradle for an unknown amount of time, was still alive and well, and was picked up by Xiu'er.

Xiu'er is the woman Xiao Xing calls her mother.

He was picked up by Xiu'er and survived, but the village chief thought that maybe he would be luckier if he just drifted away with the current.

Little Xing came along with the water, but unfortunately, that year, there was a flood, most of the nearby villages were submerged, and many people disappeared, never to be seen again.

Moreover, such disasters continued intermittently for three years.

The dealer's house was destroyed, and the villagers lost their loved ones. They always needed a way to vent their fire, so Xiaoxing was regarded as the source of the disaster.

If time goes back 100 years, he would have been tied to a cross and burned to death.

Fortunately, the village is not so ignorant, but the villagers inevitably feel disgusted with children.The adults didn't take a good look at him. They watched him being beaten, scolded and abused by his adoptive father. Maybe they wished that it would be better if he was beaten to death like this, so as to save future disasters.

He even warned his own children that Xiaoxing is the incarnation of monsters, and they are not allowed to play with Xiaoxing.

The village chief had studied a little in the early years, so he naturally knew that these were just coincidences.

But it was difficult for him to resist the resentment of the villagers, no matter how much he sympathized with the child, it was impossible for him to stand up and say a word for him.

Maybe, there are some sensible people among the villagers.

The misery of other people's fate is so insignificant compared to one's own life.

He sympathized, he was pitiful, but he just shook his head and sighed when no one was there.

So he, like everyone else, never gave Xiao Xing a smile, nor scolded the drunk for his sadism.

The only time was after Xiao Xing was beaten into dumb last time, he vaguely reminded that now is a society ruled by law, it is better not to kill people.

"These are the lives of that child!"

The village head stuttered and smoked his pipe, the wrinkles carved by the years seemed more bitter and vicissitudes.After a long time, he let out a long sigh.

The young Xiaoxing naturally doesn't understand what fate is, doesn't understand that all the treatment he receives is unfair, and doesn't understand resentment.

He just kept introspecting, what was he not doing well enough?

Xiao Xing held the violin model by the bed in her arms, and felt that there was never-before-seen happiness in her heart.

It's a good day today, God must have seen him behave well, that's why he got the care of adults, and this delicate and elegant thing in his arms.

Lovingly stroking, over and over again.

Ah!

He suddenly opened his star-like eyes.

I didn't know where I touched it just now, and there was a melodious violin sound from my heart.

It was exactly the same as the sound I heard by the river that day!

Even the best voice in the world can't sing such a moving melody!

The innocent eyes are dotted with stars, reflecting with the little lights on the violin, twinkling and full of dreamy brilliance.

The dilapidated house, the place where the air leaks, the wind blows and whimpers, but Xiaoxing can't hear it.

He hugged the violin tightly and forgot all the unhappy things.

Just listening and stroking over and over again, with a pure smile on his face that outsiders can't see.