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From her earliest memories, Jiang Sheng knew she was an orphan 。Digging through trash, snatching dog food, and even trespassing into people's backyards 。When I was five years old, I went to the kitchen of a wealthy household for leftover food. I was discovered by a maidservant who called over three or five strong men to beat me up severely, and then threw me out of the mansion walls. 。The little girl, still growing, hunched over and lay for three whole days before she recovered. 。The first thing you can do is find something to eat. 。Jiang Sheng knew that only by eating could a person live. 。At the age of seven, Jiang Sheng learned to find joy in adversity. 。Though I have no parents or anyone to care for me, I can eat at hundred different households and choose from whatever is available on the street. Should I go to Lee's Restaurant's back kitchen to pick up scraps, or to Zhou's Roast Shop to fight dogs over bones? 。After much deliberation, his gaze settled on the kitchen of "Yihongyuan," a renowned brothel in the city. 。Xiao Jiang Shengdi lei, knowing that the guests going to Yihong Courtyard weren't there for the food, often ordered a table full of fish, but wouldn't eat much. 。After the guests left, the master first ate the more complete parts with the maidservant. The leftover hard-to-chew parts like the head, neck, and feet were then thrown into a large bucket in the back kitchen. 。This was a rare treat for Ginger, and she always ate her fill before gathering a handful to take home and nibble on slowly. 。"Sizzle" 。Recalling the delicious memory of gnawing on paws last time, Jiang Sheng swallowed, his palm 。 Across this wall is the kitchen of Yihong Courtyard. 。Too short to reach high, so I can only burrow into the ground. 。Jiang Sheng lowered her head, desperately searching for the small hole she had entered and exited last time, but she couldn't find it anywhere. Oh no, could it have been blocked? 。I was worried, when suddenly the back door of Yihong Courtyard creaked open, and someone walked out with a clatter. 。Little Jiang Sheng was so scared that she huddled in the grass, praying not to be seen, for fear of being beaten. 。Fortunately, the man didn't look this way. He just snarled, "I can't afford to raise you, and this Yi Hong Courtyard can't afford to raise you either. Get out! Don't tell anyone outside that you know me, and don't come back here." 。"What fell to the ground" 。Then, the back door opened and closed again, and was firmly bolted shut. 。Ginger relaxed, and cautiously poked her head out. She saw a boy, maybe eight or nine years old, wearing a simple linen robe, sitting there lost and confused. 。Oh, so the young master was abandoned by his family. 。Jiang Sheng nodded her head, inexplicably certain he was heartbroken. 。Those who have never known their parents wouldn't understand how good they are, so they wouldn't miss them. 。One who has a mother's love, but is abandoned by her, must surely feel empty and lost inside. 。Just like... I had just picked up a big package, but then a wild dog came out and snatched it away. 。“Oh <<" Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!。<"Jiang Sheng sighed">。 The young master moved his gaze over, staring blankly, unable to speak. 。Jiang Sheng pitied him, but she didn't have time for him. 。Found the dog, behind the tall grass. 。The seven-year-old child used both hands and feet to nimbly weave into the back kitchen, scooping around in a man-high bucket. 。Head, neck, feet, fish tail, anything edible, haul it all up and wrap it in a small cloth. 。 Today Jiang Sheng didn't have time to taste it because a public figure discovered Jing and shouted over, "Where did the little thief come from" 。So scared, he hugged the small cloth and ran away. 。Passing the dog, drilling into the alleyway, the young master was still sitting in place. 。They have already opened the back door, they are even discussing how to give a good lesson to that little thief. 。Jiang Sheng thought, the young master was foolish and might get beaten to death. 。My heart ached, so I rushed over and pulled him up, and we ran away. 。The public official was still shouting behind them. Relying on her knowledge of the terrain, Jiang Sheng first drilled through three alleys and then four streets before finally shaking them off. 。Finally finding a secluded corner, Jiang Sheng shook off the young master's hand and collapsed to the ground, letting out a long sigh. 。Young Master, he too, but more so in surprise, looked into Jiang Sheng's eyes with a hint of inquiry. 。"“Who are you " 。He asked <<< 。Jiang Sheng ignored him. She had already been running for so long and now all she wanted to do was replenish her energy. 。Hmm, what should we eat first? Let's have fish tail first. It has spines and isn't easy to preserve. 。Picking out the fish tail from a small cloth, carefully sucking off the fish skin, then eating the fish, even sucking on the fish tail bit by bit. 。The young master's eyes were wide with wonder as he watched from the side. 。"You want some too?" Jiang Sheng reluctantly extended her paw, "Come on, don't waste it." 。"The big wind novel isn't a very generous person, but knows how to take it. Get up! The most is dizzy and powerless. " 。After being beaten to the brink of death, for those three days as she lay dying, Jiang Sheng made a wish. 。 Hope that no one will suffer like this again 。Although it’s claws, it also likes 。Having cleaned the fish to the point where not even a sliver of tail remained, Jiang Sheng stood up. 。"Where are you going?" the young master, gnawing on his claws, finally spoke, his voice hoarse and muffled. 。Jiang Sheng was surprised, "Of course I'm going home 。"Home?" the young master asked, his eyes wide and tears welling up. "I don't have a home anymore." 。A boy of seven or eight years old, clutching his paws and weeping bitterly. 。Jiang Sheng had never cried like that before. 。Holding the leftover rice that I picked up, I felt a bit sorry for the young master, "Don't cry anymore, I'll split my home in half with you" 。Thus, they all had a home. 。Little Master slowly stopped crying, “Really?” “Of course it’s true, but my home is a bit run-down, please don’t mind” 。Jiang Sheng traveled a long way and brought the young master back home. 。It's called a home, but it's really just a dilapidated temple. 。Over time, it fell into disrepair. The east side had wind, the west had rain. There were no wooden beds, so they slept on the floor. 。But for Jiang Sheng, this is home. 。"Now, it's your home too." 。"Little Ginger proudly introduced, "I'm Little Ginger, and you are?" 。The young master stared blankly, "I Zheng Ruqian" 。From now on, this place will be the home of Ginger Sheng and Zheng Ruqian. 。In the evening, Jiang Sheng gave Zheng Ruqian half of her neck. 。Zheng Ruqian took out two gold beans from his bosom, “These are all I have.” 。Jiang Sheng was immersed in the pain of "having to give half away after eating", when she suddenly caught sight of that shimmering golden light, and almost jumped up on the spot. 。Although I have never owned gold, I have seen guests at the Yihong Courtyard take out glittering gold bars. That's how it is... 。The little girl, imitating the old madam, bit her lip. 。Well, uh, it's true. 。For one foot and one neck, Jiang Sheng got two gold coins. This was the first time he felt that dividing his family property in half wasn't a loss at all. 。"However, we don't have the ability to protect the gold. This money needs to be hidden." 。Jiang Sheng, like a little adult, wandered around the dilapidated temple. 。I don't trust anything. 。After much deliberation, I finally placed it at the feet of Buddha. 。May Shiva protect, gold never lost. 。Jiang Sheng kowtowed earnestly and, as a bonus, prayed that he would always have enough to eat. 。 |
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