The cold flowers have bloomed, the chrysanthemum is a single branch, the old pickers are frequent, and the light fragrant wine is temporary.

"Grandpa, come and see!" a childish child's voice was vague in his ears......

It's heavy......

Su Fan seemed to have something pressing on his body, making him breathless, and it was difficult to breathe, like a nightmare, making him unable to move.

Is there light?

Su Fan opened his eyes and looked at the green bamboo forest, which was lush and green, overlapping and soaring into the sky.

Even those who were born not long ago around them are slim and have a unique look. The branches and leaves of the green bamboo forest are like a turquoise canopy.

Under the bamboo forest, the little girl was wearing a fiery red velvet jacket, her pigtailed head was tilted on her right shoulder, her big eyes were blinking mischievously, and her nose was slightly upturned, revealing a mischievous appearance. There are a pair of good-looking dimples hanging on her sweet round face, a pair of watery eyes, which turn from time to time, showing a clever and mischievous energy, and a small wooden shovel in her hand.

"Good...... Here it is...... "This is a kind old man, his hair is combed very carefully, and there is not a trace of messiness. But the silver white hair was still clearly visible in the black hair. In the slightly sunken eye sockets, a pair of dark brown eyes quietly tell the vicissitudes of time.

Su Fan's body was not in the soil, the soil on his face had been shoveled away by the little girl with a small wooden shovel, but the other parts were still deeply buried in the soil.

"Grandpa, look, I've really grown people!" the little girl smiled excitedly, and after watching the old man walk over slowly, she squatted down and stretched out a little finger to poke Su Fan's face.

Su Fan looked at the cute little girl and grimaced, so frightened that the little girl hid directly behind the old man's legs, but still stretched out her little head to look here.

"Oh my God, give me the shovel. The old man was horrified when he saw the face in the soil, and then immediately took the shovel in the little girl's hand and dug Su Fan out.

Su Fan's head was covered with mud, the clothes on his body were in tatters, and the skin on his body was very pale, standing there like a living dead.

"Young man, who are you buried here?" said the old man, frowning.

"I can't remember. Su Fan shook his head.

"Do you remember your name?"

"Remember, my name is Su Fan. ”

He seemed to have slept for a long time, but he had no memory of who he was, why he was here, and who he was buried here.

Amnesia? Su Fan looked at his pale hands and shook his head: "Can't you even remember who you are?"

Xiao Nannan looked at Su Fan, who was dazed, and came to him curiously, tiptoed Su Fan's body, and then clapped her hands happily: "yes! I have planted people! Finally, someone has played with me!"

"Ahem...... Don't be rude, call me brother!" the old man said solemnly to the little girl.

"Oh......" The little girl's eyes were full of grievances, and she shouted at Su Fan brother.

"It's okay old man, thank you very much for digging me out of the soil......" Su Fan bowed to the old man.

"It's okay, it's just a gesture. The old man waved his hand.

At this time, Su Fan's stomach rumbled, he touched his stomach awkwardly, he didn't know how long he had been here, and he felt empty as soon as he woke up.

"If you don't dislike it, go to the cold house and sit down, it's not far behind. The old man smiled and pointed to the back.

"How can you dislike it, thank you, old man. Su Fan scratched his head awkwardly and said.

At this time, the little girl came to Su Fan's side and said with a smile: "Brother Su, my name is Yue Yun, just call me Xiaoyun." ”

"Okay Xiaoyun. Su Fan saw that this little girl was really cute, so he squatted down and scratched Yue Yun's nose.

Bypassing a lush bamboo forest, Su Fan was greeted by several bamboo houses with curling smoke. The bamboo house is one large and one small, and in front of the house, there are a few unknown small flowers blooming. Along a thin cobblestone path, there is also a small two-seater pavilion next to the stone path, which connects the pavilion to the bamboo house.

Su Fan was pulled into the bamboo house by the little girl, the interior layout of the house is extremely simple, there is no lack of generosity in the simplicity, the house is made of bamboo, and as soon as you enter, you will breathe the aroma of bamboo. On the wall, there are still dewdrops of robes and hats, and a few bamboo chairs, one by one, obediently around the table. Behind the house was a clear stream, and fish came out from time to time to breathe.

"Little girl, go and find a set of washed clothes for your eldest brother, and I'll cook porridge for you to drink." The old man said.

"Okay!" the little girl agreed with a grin.

Su Fan sat on the chair and watched Xiao Yueyun come to him with a set of clothes, took the clothes and touched the little girl's head.

"Brother Su, are you so dirty, don't you go to wash it?" After listening to the little girl, Su Fan was stunned, it was indeed dirty when he just came out of the soil.

Su Fan came to the stream, where there was a wooden barrel, he picked up a bucket of water and poured it on himself, the cold stream washed away the soil on his body, and also made him a spirit.

After changing the clothes brought by the little girl, Su Fan entered the house, and the smell of rice came, and he found that the old man had already cooked porridge and was waiting for him.

"Sit down, don't be inhibited. The old man said kindly.

"Thank you, sir. Su Fan sat at the table and took a big sip of porridge.

It's hot!

Su Fan frowned, this feeling was ...... The cold of the stream and the boiling heat of the porridge, how long has it been since I felt it...... In the darkness where he didn't know how long it was, he seemed to have fallen asleep, but he didn't know how long he had slept in this sleep.

When the little girl saw Su Fan's appearance, she thought that Su Fan was hot, so she hurriedly came to Su Fan and puffed out her mouth and blew at Su Fan.

"I'm fine. Su Fan said with a smile.

"That's not good, Brother Su, you were planted by me, there must be no problems!" Xiao Yue Yun said seriously.

Although the little girl's serious appearance made people laugh, Su Fan didn't laugh, but gently touched the little girl's head and said, "Okay~ I must be fine." ”

I don't know why, Su Fan had an inexplicable feeling when he saw this cute little girl for the first time, and this feeling made Su Fan can't help but feel a sense of pity.

Su Fan retracted his thoughts, and then said to the old man: "Why does the old man live in this deserted bamboo forest?"

"There is war everywhere...... "the old man paused," said the old man, "where it is safe, you can live." The old man muttered.

"Are you and Xiaoyun the only ones at home?"

"I also have two sons, both of whom have gone to the army...... After that, there was no letter, and those people in the government gave the old man a few taels of silver, so that the two of us could flee. The old man lowered his head and drank the porridge, not knowing what his expression was now.

When Su Fan heard this, he didn't speak for a long time, and for a while, the light and tasteless white rice porridge in this bowl also became mixed. "Anyway, I don't have a place to go, if my husband doesn't dislike it, I can help you guys, carry water and chop wood or something. Su Fan thought about it and said, now he doesn't even know who he is, and he doesn't know where to go, so it's a good choice to help the family here.

"Okay, okay, Brother Su, you can still play with me!" Xiao Yueyun jumped happily when he heard what Su Fan said.

"That's the best, my old bones sometimes make a bowl of porridge tremble, with a young man like you to help me, I can enjoy Qingfu in the future!" said the old man with a smile.

After the meal, excited Xiao Yue Yun jumped up and pulled Su Fan outside to play hide and seek, she was like a cheerful deer, Su Fan looked at the happy little girl and smiled knowingly, this ordinary day made him feel happy.

Su Fan didn't know his previous identity, as if he was a newborn with a name falling from the sky, he didn't know what his life was like before, but now he seemed to feel very happy.

"Where's your grandfather?" asked Xiao Yueyun when Su Fan didn't see the old man for a long time.

"Grandpa should be stir-frying tea at this point!" said the little girl, jumping.

"Stir-fried tea?" Su Fan was stunned.

"Yes, every time my grandfather finished roasting tea, I took it to town and sold it!" said the little girl proudly.

"Can you take me to see it?" Su Fan became interested in roasting tea.

"Let's go, it's in the hut!" the little girl pulled Su Fan and quietly came to the door of the hut, and then the little girl raised a finger and whispered in front of her mouth, "Shh...... My grandfather doesn't like to bother him with roasting tea, so let's watch it here, hehe. ”

Su Fan nodded and looked inside the room.

I saw three pots in front of the old man, the old man was concentrating on facing the second pot, holding a broom made of bamboo, about three feet or so The other end of the bamboo branch is about three inches in diameter, the old man took the broom and stir-fried in the pot, so that the tea leaves rotated with the bamboo broom in the pot, the old man turned a few times and then suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Su Fan and the two helplessly, shook his head and then turned around to fry the tea.

Xiao Yue Yun saw that he was discovered by his grandfather, and immediately widened his eyes and then fled in a gloomy manner, and dragged Su Fan before leaving.

Su Fan did not leave, but walked into the house, Xiao Yue Yun watched his eldest brother walk into the house, and he jumped in a hurry and didn't dare to walk over by himself, so he could only walk away angrily.

Su Fan came to the old man's side and watched the tea leaves flip in the pot, and there was a fragrance coming.

"What, you want to learn?" The old man didn't look up at Su Fan, but continued to bow his head and fry tea.

"It feels like it's fun. Su Fan said.

"Then look at it on the side, save me a hundred years, this hand of roasted tea is lost. ”

Su Fan consciously stepped aside and carefully watched the process of the old man's tea roasting.

"This fried tea, the first pot is full of pots, the tea is soft, the second pot is fried with strength, and the third pot is drilled to shape the tea, no step is superfluous, and no step is unimportant, one less step is less than half...... "The old man said, and he worked harder, "This person's life is the same as fried tea, and there is no part of life that is superfluous, and there is no experience that is unimportant, no matter how much experience, it adds up to a complete life ......"

"What the old man said is reasonable......" Su Fan replied.

"This person's memory can't be said to be lost...... the old man said as he stir-fried the tea, then poured it into the third pot.

"Hmm...... I know. ”

"There are 'immortals' in this world, do you know?" Some of the leaves got into the bamboo branches between the old man's stir-frying, and the old man shook slightly, and those leaves scattered into the pot.

"Immortals?" Su Fan wondered.

"I heard that those immortals go to the heavens and the earth, omnipotent, and there are some great immortals who can move mountains and reclaim the sea, I also heard from the young people who came back from the war, although I don't believe in ...... either" The old man repeatedly operated, letting the leaves swallow inside and outside the bamboo broom, and then said, "This can not only take advantage of the opportunity of the leaves to be softer and plasticity under humid and hot conditions, promote the formation of thick old leaves, but also overcome the problems of cold kneading into broken stems, fragments, and exposed tendons." ”

"You should try it, maybe those immortals have a way to remind you of it!" the old man said after a long pause.

"I think it's good now. "Although Su Fan really wanted to know what memories he had lost, he was looking for an immortal or something...... It's so unreliable.

"The more you run away, the more you can't see the full sky, the world...... In fact, there is a lot of beauty, but I am old and can't walk anymore. After saying that, the old man's tea had already poured the fried tea out of the pot.

"I didn't want to escape ......," Su Fan said to the old man.

"This bamboo leaf tea can be easily picked in this bamboo forest, but when frying, you must pay attention to the heat and process, the fire is too big, it is not good, it is not good, the fragrance cannot come out after the frying time is short, and the taste is dispersed after a long time......" The old man did not respond to Su Fan, but said something like this.

"Uncle, I'll help you. Seeing the old man struggling to lift the pot and pour the tea, Su Fan hurriedly went up to help the old man pour the tea out of the pot.