The war on the Yushuo border affected many innocent villages. The villagers fled in all directions and did not have enough to eat every day, but they still struggled to survive.
War in every era is the same cruelty, and those who are unlucky are nothing more than the ordinary people at the lowest level. Their wishes are as small as beans, but these wishes, like beans, have been ruthlessly crushed because of the war.
It must be broken into pieces, blown away by the wind, and then disappear.
I have been in this village for a few days. Although I am thinking about the people in the imperial palace, it is not surprising that there are soldiers from Rui merchants on the border of Yushuo. What is interesting is that when Rui merchant soldiers are doing whatever they want in the villages on the border, I can't see them.
The figure of half a Yu Shuo soldier, and such a weird atmosphere had to make her hide some of her ties, subconsciously wanting to do something for him.
There is a faint smell of sulfur floating in the air, and the green hair blowing on the face can be determined from where the wind is sending this smell. The music under the finger has not stopped, it is still a leisurely and smooth music, surrounded by a group of ragged people.
Children, open your childlike eyes and listen quietly.
In her previous life, she had no worries about food and clothing since she was a child, but the sadness in her heart was always with her. The children in front of her were extremely pitiful, but they were laughing and happy without worries. God is really fair, and even the cruelty is evenly distributed.
Pick up the strings and pass the notes that are blown away by the wind.
"Sister, sister, what story are you going to tell us today?" A little girl asked Fengning with a smile and blinking eyes.
The men in this village were either dragged away to fight or went to work in Nanxing City. The old and young left in the village were unable to withstand the attack of the Swiss merchant soldiers. When asked why they didn't leave, they said that they had been here for generations.
After living for nearly a hundred years, I can't bear to part with it. Come to think of it, you will have feelings for something after holding it for a long time, let alone a place where you have lived for several years.
These days, she would play a song every day in the field next to the well and tell the children a story. She smiled and raised her eyebrows. After Feng Ning thought about it for a while, he pulled her to sit next to her and said
: "Today, my sister will tell you the story of Cinderella, okay?"
The children all nodded. The story the sister told was very interesting and something they had never heard before. "Who is Cinderella?"
"Cinderella is just like Xiaoyan, a cat with a colorful face." Feng Ning lightly nodded Xiaoyan's nose and laughed softly.
"Then why isn't it called The Story of the Colorful Cat?"
The little pillar on the left had a face full of doubts. This question stumped Fengning. Instead of responding directly to his question, he started to tell a story, "Once upon a time, there was a happy girl named Cinderella.
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Someone raised their hand and asked, "Sister, doesn't her name have three characters? Why does her name have four characters?"
The child’s question is really cute, but we can’t tell him that there are human beings like him living on the other side of the world. If he told him, he would probably have endless questions. He smiled and said: “Because the name is nice.
ah."
The child nodded in understanding, Xiaoyan tugged on her sleeve, "Sister, ignore him, tell us quickly."
"Cinderella originally lived a happy life, but one day her mother suddenly died of illness, and her father found a stepmother for her." Feng Ning tried to be more straightforward. Feng Ning was worried about the children asking questions, but
Some children still asked.
"What is a stepmother?"
Another slightly older child said: "You are so stupid. Your stepmother is your stepmother. When my sister talked about Snow White the day before yesterday, she said that the king married a beautiful queen to be Snow White's stepmother."