The knife was obviously stabbed into his lower abdomen, but the lower abdomen was not the kind of stinging and tearing pain, but a kind of impact pain, and this kind of pain was not as heart-rending as imagined, just like a faint squeezing pain.

At the moment of stabbing at himself, Ding Yi had already woken up, and this was just another frightening nightmare.

But the pain and squeezing in the lower abdomen were still very strong, and Ding Yi looked over and saw a cat with a fat head and a wide face, also looking at him. Who is it if it's not a tiger skin?

Whether it is the tiger skin or the old Zhang who is attached to the tiger skin, it is an existence that Ding Yi does not dare to offend. To be honest, Ding Yi hates cats very much now, especially this tiger skin leopard print, especially hateful.

There's an old saying that 'when a night owl comes into the house, he doesn't come for anything.'" And it always disturbs people's dreams, Ding Yi is very angry about this, but he doesn't dare to show the slightest impatience.

"Hey, how are you, seeing that you slept so painfully, I woke you up from a nightmare, and you don't seem to appreciate me very much. Tiger Skin licked his paws.

"Thank you, of course, for your help. Ding Yi said in a chatter.

"It seems like you're doing well these days, haven't you forgotten what you've done? The old cat said leisurely.

"Don't dare, Ding Yi doesn't dare to forget, the adult's kindness to Ding Yi's recreation. Ding Yi clearly felt the dissatisfaction conveyed by this terrible cat.

"Don't be afraid, I have no ill intentions, just to remind you, don't forget about it. Tomorrow you go and get something for me, you go to the Yerba Grass Cold Drink Shop on Awakening Road, and find a table with a sunflower pattern, and there is something under the table that you help me take it out, and I will come and get it in the evening, remember, don't forget. With that, it arched its body, stretched lazily, and walked straight to Ding Yi's head.

"Sleep well and have a good night's sleep. With that, he jumped on the table next to him, and when he raised his cat scratch, the door next to the table opened quietly, and the tiger skin escaped, and the door closed again.

Ding Yi secretly clenched his fists, but he was weak.

This kind of fate is at the mercy of people, and the feeling of control is really depressing.

Ding Yi just sat and thought about his thoughts until dawn broke.

Early in the morning, Wu Shuhui pushed open Ding Yi's door and urged her son to get up as usual, but today's Ding Yi is different from usual.

His eyes were open, they were hollow, lifeless, like the fish stalls, the fish that were dying. Wu Shuhui, who was about to slap Ding Yi and urge him to get up, suddenly found that his son was awake, and the hand that slapped it unconsciously lost a little strength.

"You're awake, and you're not up yet. Wu Shuhui urged. The son's expression was still so dull.

"Mom, there is no way for us mortals to escape this fate of obedience?" Ding Yi asked.

"Did you not wake up, or what? I had another nightmare last night, get up, have breakfast, and go back to the corpse. We are poor. How can there be such idle time to lament and be sentimental. I see you're idle. Have time to do more things for the family, don't always be so sentimental, like a girl's family, your sister is not like you. Hurry up!" he turned around and was about to go out, and when he looked back, Ding Yi was still there in a daze. I can't help but think to myself, isn't this kid a demon.

Got up mechanically, washed, and walked to the dining table, the bowl of beetroot soup was red and glamorous, reminding Ding Yi of the dream he had last night. There was a strong stomach cramp, a convulsion, there was still a lot of resistance, busy holding on to the wall, a burst of nausea, busy covering his mouth and running to the thatched house.

"What's wrong with him?" asked Ding Zhaoding.

"I know there, this kid is Shinto, just now I told him to get up, he is also weird, I don't know what he's busy with all day, sentimental like a girl, I don't know what kind of trouble this is, if I don't know that he is a man, I still think he is a girl, what's wrong? I know there, anyway, it's not a bad joy. Wu Shuhui said babblingly.

"Well, cough, you mother-in-law, you talk nonsense early in the morning, and in front of the children. Ding Yun don't laugh, hurry up, eat and go to work, Ding Li, you too, don't just take care of yourself, talk to your brother more. Xiao Yi, this kid is introverted. Ding Zhaoding glared at his wife and said to his family.

The first thing that spit out was the overnight meal, and then the water that came out was water, and there were still convulsions in the stomach, and Ding Yidu was about to vomit with gold stars in his eyes. Weakly squatted down, and finally fell to the ground.

Although Wu Shuhui said it lightly, after all, the mother and son were connected, and they still remembered Ding Yi, and after waiting for a while, they didn't see Ding Yi returning, so they asked Ding Li to go in and have a look.

When Ding Li helped Ding Yi out, he saw Ding Yi's face pale and sweating profusely, and Wu Shuhui's heart suddenly pinched.

"Xiao Yi, what's wrong with you, tell your mother quickly. You're not comfortable there. His voice was full of tears. Wu Shuhui regretted her carelessness, obviously this child was in a very wrong situation in the morning, so she should take good care of him and comfort him, but she just teased him and made fun of him.

"Mom, I'm fine, I'm just a little sick in my stomach, you all go and do your business, don't worry about me, I'll drink some hot water, lie down and be fine, just like Mom said, we poor people don't pay attention. Ding Yi grinned and made a smile and said to Wu Shuhui.

"Xiao Yi, do you really want to go to the doctor?" Ding Zhaoding asked with concern.

"I'm fine, maybe I drank some cold water last night, I got a little cold at night, I'm fine. Ding Yi reluctantly showed a smile.

"Xiao Yi, don't hold on to something, if you don't feel well, we will go to the doctor, and our family is not without money to see a doctor now. Ding Li also persuaded.

"I'm really fine, you're all going to get busy, I'll lie down for a while. Ding Yi broke free from Ding Li's hand, and walked stubbornly and slowly towards his room.

The four people at the dinner table looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a while. At the end, Ding Zhaoding said: "Boss, you take care of your brother more at home, come to me in the store if you have something, what should others do." ”

Wu Shuhui glanced at her husband and followed Ding Yi to his room: "Xiaoyi, tell me the truth to my mother, it doesn't matter if you want it." ”

"It's really okay, Mom, you just listen to Dad. It's okay, really. Ding Yi persuaded his mother out of the room.

After lying on the bed for a while, I heard the sound of my family going out one after another. His head was groggy and uncomfortable to death, Ding Yi's chest rose and fell violently like a pulled bellows, his eyes were closed, and tears slipped from the corners of his eyes......

Got up and looked at the time, it should be two or three o'clock in the afternoon, it was strange that Ding Li didn't wake up to eat lunch, he walked out of the room weakly with the support of the wall, and no one answered when he shouted to the attic, and the house was quiet. The kitchen table was lined with bread and broth for lunch, covered with a roving hood.

Ding Yi was already hungry, and at this time, he was also cold, and picking up the food was a nonsense meal. Ding Yi has not forgotten that he still has an important thing to complete today. This is a major matter related to his life and the safety of his family.

Walking up to the attic, there was still no one on the attic, and Ding Li didn't know where to run. A small aromatherapy stove rested inconspicuously in the corner of the desk, Ding Yi picked it up curiously, it was a bronze crane smoke-shaped aromatherapy stove, Ding Yi unscrewed the lid of the stove, and a good smell came straight to his nose. Ding Yi's mood fell again, looking at the remaining incense ashes, Ding Yi of course understood that this incense was the ambergris that Ding Yi brought back from Muyuan.

Of course, Ding Yi knew that this was the result of the consideration of the parents of the Ding family, but Ding Yi, who made the greatest contribution to this family, didn't he even need to give him the right to know?

I have never worried about Ding Yi with my family, and my heart is very unbalanced.

The family is strict with themselves, and they live frugally, Ding Yi can be at ease, and the best is left to his brother, which is originally the normal distribution of children in this poor family, Wu Shuhui has scolded Ding Yun and Ding Yi many times for this, what is delicious and easy to use is reserved for Ding Li, and he and his sister will always be the ones who have always envied others with envy.

In the past two days, both my father and my mother have had a lot of heart-to-heart conversations with me, and I was also very moved, and I thought that because of my opportunities and luck to contribute to this family, I should be able to get the same treatment as my brother, but I didn't expect my parents to be so partial as always.

Ding Yi sadly closed the lid of the aromatherapy burner and silently walked down the attic. At this moment, an idea that he had never had before burst out, he wanted to let his family know that he was not a kid who only lived by luck, and he wanted to live his greatness. He wants to prove to his parents that he is the most important existence in this family.

Feeling a little weak, he pinched the gold dollar in his pocket and decided to give it a little more.

Awakening Road is not the main road of Jiyun City, it is a side street in the southwest of Jiyun City, and it is famous because there have been three monks from civilian background. The families of the three monks have now either moved out of Jiyun City or to the west of the city. However, legend has it that the feng shui here is good, so it is still a popular residence in Jiyun City. And the street itself is also in an excellent location, not only close to the most prosperous Ximending Street, but also like the famous Tianyuan Study, Tianyin Pavilion, and Tu Xingjiu Ju are very close to this street.

It was already afternoon when Ding Yi arrived at the Fangcao cold drink shop, and opening a cold drink shop was a lucrative business, because the formation could not be frozen quickly, and for the Yuan Stone, the cryolite consumption was too large and the cost was too high, so it was generally invited to cultivate the Five Elements Cultivator. And most of these monks also use this opportunity to improve their cultivation ability on the one hand, and secondly, they can make a small profit, and thirdly, this is also a sect task that cannot be shirked.

Watching the monks personally concoct it, while the guests enjoy the refreshing pleasure and taste feast, they also appreciate the monk's process of turning water into ice, making frost, ice edges, and ice flowers is also a great visual enjoyment.

The customers of the cold drink shop are basically rich people who are not short of money, and of course, there are also many young ordinary men and women who go on dates here, and the two share a delicious cold drink, and the street is also a beautiful street scene in this summer.

Ding Yi still has nearly 90 silver dollars on his body, and a cold drink of two silver dollars is certainly not a problem. In fact, this is not the first time Ding Yi has drunk this cold drink, the first time is in Muyuan.

At that time, Ding Yi behaved very calmly, in fact, when the cold mixed with vanilla, fruit juice, honey, cream, mint and other contents entered the mouth, the kind of cold, mixed with the taste of various fruits, the sweet and sour and fresh taste, so that the taste buds were pleasant, and the sour and refreshing was not just a wonderful word to describe.

I still remember that Ding Yi thought of his parents at that time, and they might not have drunk such a delicious drink, and thought of when they could also taste this delicious drink. Instead of thinking only about yourself, it would be nice to be able to drink such a delicious cold drink every day.

But today Ding Yi doesn't have such a mood, he no longer complains about his parents' partiality, it makes no sense. The resentment of sticking to these little families is not Ding Yi's pattern. After all, Ding Yi is a teenager with a dream of the kingdom of God.