The young man is nearly thirty years old, but he is still a bachelor, because he is poor, and he is used to the life of a man who has enough to eat and his family is not hungry.
One day, when he was plowing his field, he found an extraordinary snail. This snail is bigger than a fist, hold in the hand feel especially comfortable, put in the ear can hear a hidden voice as if talking. The good guy liked the snail, and brought it home to raise in the water tank.
The boy has no relatives, since childhood, alone and lonely, tasted the cold and warmth of the world, know that the world is cold. However, he was never sad because of the difficult life. He took the snail as his own family, every day out of the work, he had to say goodbye to the snail, close the work home, but also to say hello to the snail. He hummed his own mountain song, which he felt that Tianluo could understand.
The young man lived a life of poverty and happiness. The winter months, as in previous years, the boy had to transport charcoal to the landlord to sell out of the mountains. This go back and forth for a few days, the boy to the water tank pick full, to the snail humming a night of mountain song, the next morning out of the mountain reluctantly.
After selling the charcoal, the boy rushed home. In the dark and windy, poor him encountered a group of robbers, all the money was robbed, only to pick up a life home. When the landlord learned of this, he was furious, and ordered the boy to be severely beaten, and beat him to death.
The young man was carried back to his home. At three o'clock, the young man took a breath, at this time he was hungry, body pain unbearable. He saw the bedside dim tung oil lamp, placed a large bowl of hot food, they do not care much, hard to pick up the bowl of chopsticks and eat up, and then fainted.
When the young man woke up again, see the table again set up a good meal, is bubbling with hot steam ...... for several days.
The young man in the bottom of the heart grateful to the good people, he thought, when he was well, must find him and to repay people, when the cattle are willing to horse.
Another period of time, the boy's wound slowly healed. But because the money for selling charcoal was robbed, he had to give the landlord a year of unpaid labor to pay off the debt. He asked everyone he knew, but he couldn't find the good Samaritan.
The boy still sings and talks to the snail every day, but whenever he thinks he has nowhere to go to repay the favor, he gets sad. One day, he said to the snail, "If only you could speak, you would tell me where the benefactor is. I've been favored by others but I have no way to repay them, and it's really hard for me to ...... say that and shed tears.
The snail moved slowly, spitting out a string of thin blisters. The boy then said goodbye to the field snail, and went up the mountain to work. The sun goes down, the moon hangs over the treetops. The guy was hungry and tired, and he went home covered in sweat and mud.
In the distance, he saw a faint light leaking from his hut. Who could be in my house? He was puzzled to open the door, and saw that the tung oil lamp on the table was emitting a dim light, illuminating the hot and steamy food. Who is it? Who is it? The first time I saw this was when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night.
He went to the water tank and muttered: "Snail, snail, you must have seen it, you must have seen my benefactor, but it's a pity that you can't talk, otherwise you could have told me.
So for a few days, the guy came home from work and had a hot meal. It's really strange! He was determined to get to the bottom of it.
This day, as usual, he said goodbye to Tianluo, humming a mountain song, pretending to go to work, halfway back, quietly hiding in the woodpile behind the house, wide-eyed, through the dilapidated walls, scanning the house.
The time for cooking came, and the boy stared without looking, afraid of a single omission. After a while, a surprising thing happened, only to hear a clattering sound, from the water tank slowly came out a beautiful girl. The guy's heart is fast to the throat, only to see the girl skillfully cleaned up the room, spread a piece of colorful silk scarf on the table, and then folded his hands, closed his eyes and meditate. And then lifted the silk scarf, it was a table full of delicious food. The boy could not believe his eyes, his mouth opened into a big "O", but could not close it. He was dumbfounded moment, the girl suddenly turned back and jumped into the water tank, another burst of water after the sound, the room returned to silence.
The young man half a day to ease his mind, he finally unlocked the heart of the question. Eating the same meal as the landlord's house, is it a dream? Gosh, their benefactor is actually Tianluo, oh, Tianluo girl. The boy was so excited that he couldn't sleep, he was in love with the Tianluo girl. Is there any way to make her stay? He thought left and right, and suddenly had an idea.
The next day, the boy hid in the woodpile again like last time. When the snail girl cleaned up and organized the room, was laying silk scarves on the table, the boy rushed straight to the water tank, the huge snail shells held tightly in his arms. The snail girl began to eat a surprise, then seemed to understand what, when she saw the guy warm like fire gaze, can not help but face fly over a red, shyly lowered his head ......
As you wish, the guy and the snail girl live happily together. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a long journey, and I was in the middle of a long journey, and I was in the middle of a long journey, and I was in the middle of a long journey. The first thing you need to do is to ask her what she did to get a good meal, and then ask her what she did to get a good meal.
And the landlord's home kitchen, fried dishes cooked rice is always insufficient, but can not find the reason, as if the pot "mooching" - it seems to be the only explanation.
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