That was when he was good at studying and got praise from the gentleman in Bianjiabao. However, his father went to the peddler to exchange coarse grains for some white flour and made him a batter soup.

His sister had no food, and even took a few more glances from afar, she was scolded to go back to the house.

That was the best bowl of batter he had eaten in his life...

His parents hoped that he could read more and shine the family for Bian.

But this dream was shattered in the end.

When did you start to be disillusioned and when did you start to be in life that only pain is left?

Bian Bing didn't know.

Maybe it starts when he can't study?

Books are not that easy to read.

He really wanted to study, but no one would be willing to let him study for nothing.

At the beginning, I learned to write a few words and read a few scriptures. There was no problem. Whether it was the teacher or the patriarch, I didn't care. I even praised him and said with a smile that he was a good seedling for studying. But when he wanted to own a book and actually went to study, he was told that he wanted money...

It costs a lot of money.

Then his family couldn't even afford the bacon he gave to his husband, let alone the money for buying books.

So, he couldn't study anymore.

His father believed that this was his father's fault, so in order to make him study more, his father silently took on a "big deal". As long as he did it, he would have some money to provide him with study...

It’s a pity that the money has not come back, and people have not come back either.

Bian Bing didn't even know where his father died. He just occasionally heard his mother mention that if he didn't have that fate, he should not fight too much. He fought over and over again, but he ended up fighting to die. He could not return to his hometown after he died.

Later, Bian Bing lost his hometown.

Because his mother was in poor health and gave birth to several more children, the result was that except for him and his sister, the other children were unable to survive. His mother was also weak due to childbirth. The second year after his father's death, she fell into the fields while working in the fields and never woke up again.

At that time, he didn't notice anything, and even didn't know how long his mother had been sick and how she was so dry that the light was dry...

In order to hold the funeral, his sister sold her herself.

Land acres?

Tianmu is not his family, his family is a tenant, and only has the right to use Tianmu and has no ownership.

So you can only sell yourself.

Like a beast, he turned around and opened his mouth as required.

His sister has a good appearance, so the conditions for selling were added to him, in addition to the funeral fee, he also added.

He had to give him a bite of food, and he could not be admitted to the prestige, so he would study.

The man smiled and said, OK.

As a result, except for the first item, there was nothing else except for a simple funeral.

He still has no books to study, and he has to do miscellaneous work in the Shangyou Hall. If he doesn't work, he will have no food.

To this day, he still remembers the screams of the madam in the Shangyou Pavilion, which were like the pain in his eyes at the moment, hooking his brain and pulling his nerves like a hook.

He was beaten to pieces because he was a man, and the key was that he was unwilling to be a child, so his body naturally had no special preferential treatment.

In order to avoid the stick, he hid under his sister's skirt and curled up like a skinned dog.

Until his sister was bought by Cao, he also became a servant of the Cao family...

Then he was beaten and scolded and turned into his sister.

He saw his sister with scars more than once, but he smiled and copied the book script for him, even those book scripts were written in the same sentence as the east and west.

He told his sister not to do this anymore. His sister always said that there are only two of them left in their family. If they don’t study hard, what will they do in the future?

future?

Does anyone like him have a future?

But looking at his sister's wounded face and hands, he could not say such words. He just silently took the book that his sister copied for him, reading it word by word, word by word, word by word, and memorizing...

Until his sister gave birth to the first male child for Cao Cao.

Not only is the mother expensive by her son, but he even got into a small business and ate white flour bun again.

That night, he cried.

He didn't cry before being beaten to pieces at the Shangyou Pavilion, but on that day, he cried.

He told the people around him that they were crying happily.

The people around him also looked envious, but he knew, in fact, that's not.

He cried his father and mother, his sister, himself.

His father told him that only by studying can one be able to do things, become a useful person for the great man, and eat white steamed buns.

His sister told him that only by studying can you have hope, a better future can you escape from the sea of ​​suffering.

He also tried hard to recognize words and read under the ridicule and ridicule of others.

But now, the newly born Cao male man was arrogantly pushing down and trampling on all his cognitions.

Then he burned all the accumulated pieces of books.

He suddenly understood that the things he once regarded as treasures were actually worthless in the great man.

A piece of paper is not worth it.

Not as good as a belly.

This time he led the army southward was the first time he tried to prove that Bian had other abilities besides that belly. Bian also had men in addition to women.

So even if he was injured and hurt, he still endured it and gritted his teeth and persevered.

However, some things do not necessarily have good results if you persist. Just like a knight charging towards a windmill, he has the courage and persistence to surpass mortals, but he may not necessarily have a good result.

The pain and long night finally passed and a new day came.

There were chaotic sounds in the military camp.

『Reign of the Lord…』

The guard's voice sounded in Bian Bing's ears, sometimes far and sometimes near.

Bian Bing opened his eyes hard, with some unhealthy flush on his face. The image of the guard was blurry and shaking in front of Bian Bing's eyes.

"Master...you are like this..." The guard said with some concern, "Do you want to send the doctor to come?"

Although Cao Jun’s doctor is just that, he is always a doctor.

Just like a veterinarian, he can also use some herbs or something...

With complicated thoughts and a burst of thrusts, Bian Bing felt that his avatar was about to explode.

Along the way, the injuries have not been cured, and the fatigue of running around and having difficulty falling asleep, even those who are hit hard can't stand it.

Bian Bing gritted his teeth and wanted to get up, but felt a dizzy turn. The darkness in front of him fell down. Only the guard beside him screamed in panic...
Chapter completed!