Bai Buchou was not originally called Bai Buchou. This was the name he changed later. As for his original name, few people know, but it is definitely not Buchou.
Lin'an people call children without fathers and mothers "Tianlaizi", which means that they come from heaven and need more care from God. But this is just a name for Lin'an people. Rain and snow do not all come from the sky.
Yes, even if it falls on the ground and is trampled on by others, its innocent body will become filthy in vain.
Bai Buchou was a "child from heaven". At that time, instead of calling him Bai Buchou, people called him "Gou'er".
No one knows when the dog came to Lin'an City, and no one knows where the dog came from. After all, Lin'an is so big, and there are as many as five thousand Tianlaizi in the city. They are almost all the same, unkempt and unkempt.
They are small and thin, and they gather together in the darkest, dampest and secluded corner of the city.
It seemed that they could not see the light, or that the light never wanted to shine on them.
They barely survived on swill in restaurants, alms from girls in brothels, and alms from monks in monasteries.
But even these swills and charity are not available to everyone. Everyone is the same, no matter what status you are in, if you want to survive, you have to rob, plunder, and plunder.
For example, those who serve swill in restaurants always like to play with these prostitutes when they meet them. They carry wooden buckets, wave spoons, and shout to those prodigies: "I want to see a dog today, who can learn from the dog?"
The one who looks the most like him will be rewarded with this spoonful!"
"Woof woof woof, woof woof woof..." the prostitutes shouted eagerly and enthusiastically around the swill pourer.
They don't care if these people humiliate themselves. After all, when it comes to survival, humans and dogs are no different.
Just when the group of angels were screaming enthusiastically, one of the children was already lying on the ground, with his hands and feet on the ground, his upper body on the ground, and his withered butt sticking out in the sky and swinging back and forth, making him look like a hungry dog begging for food.
"This kid learned so damn well, like a damn good dog." said the swill pourer, pouring a spoonful of swill in front of him.
The person who imitates the dog vividly is the dog. When he sees the swill in front of him, he is like a dog seeing shit and pounces on it.
When the prodigies around him saw that he was the only one with swill, they were filled with hatred and jealousy. They all walked up to the dog and trampled the swill even more stinkingly and rotten with their stinky feet.
What they can't get, others can't get.
But the dog didn't seem to care about their stinky feet. He still ate all the swill on the ground. He knew that if he ate the swill, he could survive until tomorrow, and those who didn't eat the swill might die tonight.
Will starve to death.
When faced with life or death, dogs always choose to live.
The sun is setting and it's getting late.
The dog returned to the place where he lived. This place was a back street of a brothel, leaning against a wall, which was a dead end. The dog's place was in the corner of this wall, a square square made of wood.
wooden box.
It is said to be a wooden box, but in fact it is more like a coffin, a dilapidated coffin.
Next to the place where the dog lives is the small building where the brothel girls live. The small building is lavishly built, with red bricks, gray tiles and strong, airtight windows.
The dog would often stare at that small building, not because of the girl in that building, but because of the airtight windows. He thought that one day, he would also live in a house with red bricks and gray tiles that was strong and airtight.
's house.
But for a genius like him, this idea is nothing short of fantasy. But Gou'er didn't want to accept his fate, so he began to ask other older geniuses. He wanted to know what happened to them.
.
"What can I do? I remember a man named Dagou, who was about fifteen years old. He starved to death on the roadside and was carried away by the Yamen to be burned for compost."
"Oh, you're talking about this. I know a good thief named Black Cat. He stole things for a while, but he was caught a few months ago and beaten to death with sticks. We people
There’s no way to get ahead…”
"For our group, anyone who lives over 20 is considered a birthday boy. When we were young, some of our hands and feet were severed and given to the juggling troupe. It was common for the older ones to be beaten to death if they were incapable of stealing. Being a beggar is strictly prohibited in Lin'an City."
, I want to join the Beggar Clan, but there is no Beggar Clan in Lin'an. I want to be a waiter in a shop, Mr. Gui. People think that we are sons of heaven, and we are not stable. Sons of heaven, sons of heaven, come from heaven, go to heaven, just follow heaven."
Son from heaven, son from heaven, come from heaven, go from heaven.
This sentence penetrated into Gou'er's heart, rolling and surging in his thin and frail body. Is it true that everything depends on God? My life and death must be determined by God. I don't accept it. I want to eat well and wear good clothes.
Okay, live well, I want to live a long time, I want to be the birthday boy.
The dog made a wish for a while, which may have really moved God, and the next day it rained heavily all day long.
The rain was heavy and cold, and it was freezing and freezing on people's bodies.
The dog curled up in his wooden box. The cold rain had penetrated his whole body. He was shaking all over. His hair soaked by the rain was in front of his eyes, making his vision blurred. He looked at the sky and his lips.
He moved, as if he was cursing the sky, but the cold rain had soaked into his blood, and he had the strength to open his mouth, but no sound came out.
"Little building, small building!" He looked at the small building where the girls in the brothel were and shouted silently in his heart.
Unexpectedly, he climbed out of his wooden box and climbed to the back door of the brothel. He wanted to see the small building, and he wanted to enter the small building. When he climbed
The moment he arrived at the back door of the brothel, he felt as if a light illuminated him, a bright and warm light.
"Is it heaven? I came to heaven? Is that small building heaven?"
The dog came to the small building, but the small building was not in the sky, but in a brothel, so the girl beside him was not a fairy, but a prostitute.
When the dog opened his eyes, he saw a girl lying next to him. The girl had a round face, round eyes, round nose, and round dimples. Looking at it again, she was bulging all over, like a
White flour buns.
"Where is this? Am I dead? Are you a fairy in the sky?"
The dog's sudden series of questions woke the girl up. The girl was stunned for a moment, and then she laughed. When she smiled, it was as if her whole body was laughing. Everywhere she looked was like a vortex of laughter, like a begonia blown by the wind. It was so beautiful.
"You are not dead, this is not heaven, and I am not a fairy. My name is Yan'er, Yan'er, thin and fat Yan'er. What is your name?"
Gou'er looked at Yan'er and said, "My name is Gou'er. You said Yan is thin and fat, but you are not thin at all."
As soon as Gou'er said these words, Yan'er's fair and tender little face turned red immediately and said: "You are a ignorant person. You are not a human, you are a puppy!"
"I am the dog." The dog said, imitating the barking of the dog.
Looking at the dog's funny appearance, Yan'er smiled, but her face turned even redder: "You are very white, almost as white as me. You must be a little white dog looking like this."
The dog looked at his body and found that it was indeed very white. He had never known that he was so white. He was stunned, nodded and said, "Well, I am very white."
"Hey, dog, I told my mother that I want a tortoise, so you can be a tortoise for me." Yan'er said this with a smile on her face.
"What is Mr. Turtle?" the dog asked.
Yan'er tilted her chin and said, "You are my follower. You follow me every day, fold my quilt, wash my clothes, and serve me tea and meals, okay?"
When Yan'er asked how she was, her round eyes blinked, and a blush crept onto her cheeks, like a birthday peach.
Few men can say no to such a pair of eyes, and Gou'er is no exception. He nodded and agreed. He got his wish and moved into the small building, and also had the first master in his life, Yan'er.
"Since you are already my lady's follower, you can't call me a dog?"
"Then what's my name?"
"What's your last name?"
"have no idea."
Yan'er was stunned and said: "Are you Tianlaizi?"
The dog nodded.
"What a coincidence, so am I. Since you are so white, let's give your surname Bai. I will call you Xiao Bai from now on. Don't worry, if you follow me from now on, you will have no worries about food and clothing."
The dog nodded: "Okay, my name will be Xiaobai."
Yan'er smiled, and Xiaobai also laughed. They both smiled. They both smiled beautifully, like two peach blossoms in bloom, white and small.
Yan'er is indeed a good mistress, with a good temperament and a kind heart. She will save some of the pine nut candies and osmanthus cakes that her mother rewards for Xiaobai's teething ceremony. She knows that Xiaobai still needs to grow taller, and Sheng Hezhai's baked goods
I also order one leg of lamb every month.
And Xiaobai also likes his master very much. Yan'er's clothes are always the cleanest and most fragrant among the girls in the brothel, and her room is always spotless. She has white fungus soup in the morning and foot washing water in the evening.
Yan'er has a good voice. Guests often ask her to sing songs, and she often sings to Xiao Bai.
"He taught me to accept lingering regrets, avoid being spoiled and angry, become more confident, and change my temperament. I will never let go of love, turn around from the sea of suffering, and realize Lan Yin early." Yan'er smiled, "Doesn't Xiaobai sound good to you?"
“Sounds great!”
"Can you understand? Just say it nicely." Yan'er raised her eyebrows and moved her round face in front of Xiao Bai.
"I don't understand it, but I think it sounds good. Everything Yan'er sings is good."
After hearing this, Yan'er's eyebrows and eyes also curved, and a smile emerged from her eyebrows.
"Glib-tongued Xiaobai." Although she said this, the smile in her eyebrows did not diminish at all. She knew that maybe all men in the world could be glib-tongued, but Xiaobai was not the only one.
"Seeing that the king is sleeping peacefully in the tent with his clothes on, I will go out of the tent to let go of my sorrow. I walked lightly to the front atrium and stood there. I raised my head sharply and saw the blue sky and the clear moonlight."
Yan'er sang another verse, which was from "Farewell My Concubine". Xiaobai still couldn't understand it, but he knew that the four words "moonlight clear and bright" were used to describe good-looking and beautiful. At this moment, in her
In the eyes of Yan'er, "the moonlight is clear and bright".
"What does this paragraph mean?" Xiaobai asked.
"This is the story of Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu, and Yu Ji. I don't know what it means. In short, it's the overlord of Chu protecting Yu Ji."
After Yan'er finished speaking, Xiaobai stayed for a while and then said: "I also want to be the King of Chu, and I want to protect you."
Yan'er was stunned. A blush stretched from her cheeks to the base of her ears, and then immediately rose from the base of her ears to the tips of her ears. Red, red, Yan'er's whole body was red.
"Don't say this again." There was a cry in her voice, and her round eyes were wet. She turned her head and wiped her eyes with a handkerchief, and repeated it again.
"Don't say this again."
Xiaobai watched Yan'er being silent for a long time before nodding. He understood a little, but also didn't understand a lot, but he didn't ask clearly because Yan'er had already said not to talk anymore.
Time passed day by day, and this incident did not seem to affect the relationship between Yan'er and Xiaobai. Yan'er still brought delicious food and fun things to Xiaobai as usual, and Xiaobai also made Yan'er the cleanest in the brothel as usual.
The sweetest girl.
Everything is the same as before, but there is something different. Yan'er's smiles are getting less and less. She still sings operas for Xiaobai from time to time, but there is always a hint of sadness and sadness in her voice.
Xiaobai asked Yan'er what happened, but Yan'er just smiled and said, "You will know when you grow up."
Xiaobai looked at himself. He felt that he had grown very big. He was a head taller than Yan'er, and his shoulders were twice as wide as Yan'er's. But he still didn't know why Yan'er suddenly changed.
I couldn't help but laugh.
Until one day, Yan'er ran back to the house crying.
One side of Yan'er's face was swollen, her hair was as messy as straw, and the clothes on her chest were torn. She half-covered her chest and ran to Xiao Bai.
Xiaobai looked at Yan'er running over, and a surge of blood rushed into his heart. He looked at Yan'er carefully, and a huge slap was printed on her face like a seal. The hair that had been pulled down was still scattered on her shoulders, and the corners of her mouth were also...
The lips were split, the skin on both lips was broken, and they were bleeding.
Xiaobai's heart was also broken and bleeding.
"Take me away, Xiaobai, take me away and be my King of Chu!" Yan'er knelt down in front of her and cried, which broke Xiaobai's heart.
"Okay, let's go." Xiaobai said it simply, as crisply as the sword wielded by King Chu Ba or the arrow shot. He didn't know why he said it so crisply and recklessly, but he already knew that Yan'er was
Because of something, I don’t like to laugh anymore.
Suddenly, Yan'er smiled, and she smiled like before. Although one side of her face was swollen and her hair was as messy as weeds, her smile was still "moonlight clear" in Xiaobai's eyes.
Xiaobai gently smoothed Yan'er's hair and gently stroked her swollen cheeks. He felt that Yan'er's face was getting hot, and his heart was getting hot too.
When did he start falling in love with her? He didn't know, maybe it started when he started looking at this small building.
She also loved him. When did she start? She couldn't tell clearly. Maybe it was when he said he wanted to be the King of Chu, or maybe earlier.
But will their love come to fruition?
A turtle man and a prostitute fell in love, but there is no such thing as a couple in legend.
