Following.

The sky was gray and drizzling.

February has passed, from the solar term said that the beginning of spring has passed, but a cemetery on the outskirts of Jinguancheng does not have the spring back to the earth shown by the solar terms.

Tombstones are lined up, and the colors are also gray.

Xia Yu and Zhu Qing went out this morning, and specially wore plain clothes, Zhu Qing is a black shirt, black women's trousers, holding a black umbrella, taking Xia Yu, and standing quietly in front of one of the inconspicuous tombstones.

There is no inscription on the monument of the tomb of so-and-so, only a simple and heavy "Xia" character.

"Sister, I've come to see you. ”

Zhu Qing put a bouquet of white flowers under the tombstone, held the handle of the umbrella with his shoulder socket, put his palms together, lowered his head slightly and closed his eyes lightly, mourning and remembering.

Her expression was flat and bland, without a trace of sadness.

Perhaps, time has already washed away the pain of the death of a loved one. The so-called time is the best antidote in the world, and that's what it is.

Before Xia Yu came to talk about his feelings for his "parents" who he had never met, he had an indifferent attitude towards this relationship, even if he really integrated into this identity and regarded himself as a member of the Xia family, the shadow of his parents did not have much weight in his heart, or rather, it did not exist at all.

However.

At this time, on this rainy day, looking at this summer tombstone, the mood is inexplicable, and there are bursts of throbbing.

After a moment, Zhu Qing slowly opened his eyes.

She glanced at another bouquet of flowers placed under the tombstone, and the corners of her mouth raised a slight smile, "It seems that the old guy came to the cemetery to see his son before leaving." ”

That old guy is naturally Xia Qing.

Zhu Qing was not surprised by Xia Yu's behavior when she stood in a daze, but on the contrary, she understood very well and said, "Ah Yu, isn't it very strange?"

I couldn't help but smile wryly on my face.

"Parents or anything, I haven't seen them since I can remember, their voices, their appearances, all of them, they may be flatter characters than passers-by in your eyes, like paper people. She whispered.

The old man was very tough, he never told Xia Yu about the past, and he didn't even have a photo of his son and daughter-in-law.

I guess in the old man's mind, there shouldn't be that kind of thing that makes people's hearts soften.

"I have a few photos here......"

Zhu Qing was about to rummage through the bag he had brought with him, but there was a soft bang, and the young man, who had been stunned for a few minutes on the side, slowly knelt down on the aisle of the cemetery, because of the rain, the floor was inevitably slippery and cold, Zhu Qing sighed, "I have pad paper here, you take it and pad it." ”

"No need. ”

A quieter sound than usual.

The boy sat down on his knees, his palms folded, like a supplicant under the statue of a god, and his side face gave a sense of earnestness and piety.

Reverent?

That's right, as if praying for faith, not for mourning for deceased parents.

Zhu Qing was stunned.

"Let's go. In a moment, the boy opened his eyes and got up.

"Well......" Zhu Qing responded.

Like raindrops falling in the sky, silently, the two of them came quietly, and when they left, their steps were also light, as if they were afraid of disturbing the sleepers here.

Passing by a relatively large cemetery.

The cemetery had apparently been bought by a wealthy family early on, surrounded by a fence, where a funeral was being held silently, and clusters of black umbrellas could be seen in the garden. When Xia Yu and Zhu Qing came this morning, they met people attending the funeral.

At this time, the funeral was over, and the family members, who were sobbing in a low voice, were sent to a black car.

Several young men in black suits with sad faces stopped outside the cemetery at a loss after sending off the car.

"Master...... Really gone?"

"Yes, it's gone. ”

"What about Piaoxianglou! The kitchen will definitely not work without Master!"

"Why did Master agree to such a cruel halberd, the halberd that takes people's lives is backward, ignorant, and dark, and has long been officially banned, why does Master want to go to the meeting!"

A young man felt that the sky was falling, and he fell to his knees, hiding his face and crying.

For these apprentices and disciples, in the factional inheritance, the chair on the top floor is broken and disappears, then their world will also fall apart.

No doubt.

No matter what restaurant or restaurant, the chef who loses the top name is predictable!

Xia Yu walked over and glanced at several young people who were in a daze.

Pick up outside the cemetery.

Zhu Qing put away the black umbrella, patted off the water droplets on his shoulders for Xia Yu and himself, sat straight into the driver's seat, inserted the key, and with a lighter, the car had a slight engine vibration.

"Where are you going, go straight back to the old house?" the dark and clear eyes were reflected in the rearview mirror.

Xia Yu thought for a moment and didn't answer, but after a while, he raised his head and smiled, and said, "Aunt Qing, did my parents also die like that?"

“…… Huh?"

Zhu Qingliu frowned, "Why did you suddenly ask this?"

Her heart skipped a beat.

Who knew that Xia Yu didn't delve into it, and continued to smile: "I, just now, I was actually praying for the sacred halberd law. ”

"There are losses and wins. ”

"There is life and death. ”

"At a table like that, everything is clear!"

As he spoke, Xia Yu lowered his eyes slightly, "And even if you are unfortunately defeated, it is because of your lack of strength." I think those who died will only leave with regret and unwillingness, not resentment and anger. ”

Zhu Qing opened his mouth, "Ah Yu, the life and death halberd has long been banned!"

"I know, it's just a metaphor...... Besides, if it is explicitly forbidden, is it really forbidden? There are always dark corners where the light is not as bright. Xia Yu smiled and touched his heart, the throbbing of the tombstone he saw in the cemetery before was still in his heart, his eyes suddenly deepened, and there was a hint of discoloration that made Zhu Qing's heart tremble, "However, the rules are the rules, and if you bet, you must be able to afford it." The death of the deceased does not mean that his descendants and inheritors can accept it peacefully, and things in the world often repeat themselves like this!"

He stopped suddenly, "Go to the Lan Clan!"

"Lan's?"

"Which other Lan clan is there in Shudi?" Xia Yu laughed, "Let's go and visit that old monster Lan Fengxian, I have something to ask him!"

Zhu Qing finally came back to his senses from a slightly trance-like state, looked down at the steering wheel in his hand, but his heart was uneasy, "Ah Yu, are you planning to 'fight'?"

There was a hint of relief in his eyes, but more of worry, worry.

……

"The Hand of God?"

Imperial capital, white jade building.

is comparing the ancient chess scores, setting up the game by himself, entertaining himself The dragon head, put down the chess scores, and wandered indoors for a while.

I can't calm down.

Ever since an hour ago, after his beloved disciple Ye Feizhou reported something to him, Zhu Ji couldn't sit still.

Few people can remember the real name of this dragon head.

Zhu Ji.

Compared with his own name, the Chinese community is more willing to call him a title that represents his cooking skills and status - faucet.

In a sense, the "dragon head" is also a position.

He is in charge of the Chinese food scene.