After the winter has entered the New Year's pass, Duan Daya rushed back to his home in Qinhuai Town for the New Year as always, and the current Duan Hall Master is not the little person of the year. His father, who was an iron worker in his hometown, had long since closed the business and enjoyed good fortune. When Master Duan went home, the local squire officials rushed out to greet him.

After returning home, the hall master Duan is naturally indispensable for socializing and pushing the cup to change the lamp, this family has all kinds of relationships, Duan Daya is not too young to be twenty years old, and he has been twenty or two years old, and a broken iron towing family has been around a broken blacksmith shop to work and rest, and the days are also tight, and now the house of the Duan hall master has long been pushed to the rebuilt Gaomen compound. It is also carved beams and paintings, and it is magnificent.

Duan Daya always snickered, saying that he was like a landlord. Not to mention that the matchmaker's wife is like flowing water to the Duan family. It is conceivable that Duan Daya's old father is like a flower in his heart.

During the Chinese New Year, there are still a lot of people left in the sect, about 2,000 people, and the four major states have occasional wars for the sake of territory, and there are still some displaced people, who have no way to enter the mountain gate, and there are many people who have fallen into the grass.

Jiang Xing has repeatedly instructed people to be fine, and the sect has long stopped accepting people, and now it is the survival of the fittest, what Jiang Xing wants is that everyone can fight, and can fight and win!

However, because of some problems such as livelihood at the foot of the mountain, many people still came, and the sect also set up more than a dozen cauldrons at the foot of the mountain to eat porridge every day to help them.

The Chinese New Year's Eve sect in the evening naturally has benefits, the hot dumplings are enough, and the scattered silver is distributed, and the three or five taels of silver are enough for ordinary people to have a good year. Although the weather is cold, the people here are warm, and everyone is smiling and happy. Speaking with a sigh of anger, everyone's New Year's greetings made Jiang Xing couldn't help but lose his mind.

He can't remember how many years he hasn't been back, walking out of the small village seems to be just yesterday, since he was a child, he is lonely, there is no nostalgia in the village, but the New Year, the old lady's grave is still desolate,

She was also alone, no children and no daughters, Jiang Xing was three years old when she left, next to the dilapidated bed, it was also winter that year, and the weather was cold and scary.

The old lady stretched out her skinny hand with difficulty to touch Jiang Xing's head, and then touched his face, at that time she was probably thinking, I am afraid that Jiang Xing will not live long if it is so cold, it is good, it is good, it is good, if you die, you don't have to starve, you will be frozen.

The little Jiang Xing said in a small voice, "Grandma, I...... Hungry", the old lady shed tears, grinned but smiled, yes, yes, yes, yes............ The hand on Jiang Xing's face hung down weakly.

The house is surrounded by walls, and the empty room, if it can be called home, maybe there is a broken bed in the room, and there is a stiff old man lying on the bed, and there is a child next to the bed.

"Grandma,...... Grandmother...... Wake up...... Wake up," the child cried out bitterly, but no one answered.

Just like today's cold wind, it was as cold and biting as it was today.

Jiang Xing's tears fell involuntarily, maybe it was time to go back and take a look.

"Why are you crying?" said a woman's voice from the side.

Jiang Xing stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face twice, but he didn't turn his head to look, listening to the voice, he knew who it was.

Jiang Xing exhaled and his throat was not a taste, and he was a little choked up: "Whew, no, the wind is too strong, it's blowing." ”

"You're not homesick, are you?"

Jiang Xing looked up into the distance from the crowd in front of him: "Homesick, maybe." ”

"I haven't heard you tell me about your home, tell me about it. ”

Jiang Xing turned his head to look at her, this person was Wang Yingqian, at this time he looked chubby in a white jacket, wearing a snow-white hat, and he didn't know if the fox fur or anything, plus a round face, just twenty years old, and this outfit is also very cute.

It's just that this woman looks innocent, it turned out to be a brutal little pepper, and then the sect suddenly changed, and her father, who was the sect master, was killed by her senior brother who grew up with her childhood sweetheart, and she finally killed her own senior brother.

The twenty-year-old princess, who has been pampered since childhood, was hit like this. I have to say that it has subverted her worldview. Fortunately, I saw a lot of it afterwards, but my personality has changed a lot, and it is not as spicy as it used to be, so it can be said that it is a little cold.

Jiang Xing sighed, shook his head and said softly: "The past is unbearable, don't say it." ”

Wang Yingqian squinted and kicked him: "Look like a stingy ghost, let's go, it's time to eat, the hall master and they are all waiting for you." ”

Jiang Xing replied Well, the two of them went to the stove hall together, originally each hall master and others had their own houses, and it was also the New Year, and everyone got together for a meal, and the courtyard was really a bit small. There is a relatively large room on this side of the stove, and it is not crowded to put three or five tables.

When Jiang Xing and the others pushed the door in, a group of elders and hall masters and others got up and saluted together. Jiang Xing smiled and waved his hand, motioning for everyone to sit down.

After taking a seat, the stove has already begun to serve food, I have to say that the food is indeed much better for the New Year, but everyone doesn't care about this, there are also various toasts during the banquet, Jiang Xing does not shirk, but Wang Yingqian, who is sitting on the side, strongly advises him to drink less.

After eating, the banquet was withdrawn, and a head of the sect surnamed Qing drank some wine and was on the rise, saying that he would perform a set of swordsmanship for everyone, and asked everyone to give advice, which attracted the applause of the whole house.

When he was performing, Wang Yingqian pushed the door and went out, Jiang Xing motioned for everyone to continue, and went out to have a look.

Jiang Xing followed, Wang Yingqian didn't go far, Jiang Xing asked, "Go back, won't you wait a while?"

"Hmm,"

"I'll go back with you, and by the way, I'll give Sect Master Wang a pillar of incense. ”

"Good. ”

Wang Yingqian asked the maid to go first, so she didn't have to wait for the two of them. The two of them walked from the stove hall to the main area of the hall together, it was already dark, Jiang Xing was holding the lantern taken out of the stove hall in his hand, and the small orange flame was glowing faintly in the paper lantern cover. The little lantern blown by the wind swayed.

Jiang walked in front, Wang Yingqian walked in the right back, and after a while, he came out of a corner, and heard Wang Yingqian say: "Sect Master Jiang still remembers here?"

Jiang Xing raised his eyes and looked around, not understanding what she meant.

"Huh?"

"Sect Master Jiang may have forgotten that this is the place where I first met you. ”

Jiang Xing suddenly realized that he had just gained Qi cultivation and decided to practice hard, and he met their senior brother and sister here at that time.

Jiang Xing didn't quite understand what she meant, and said casually: "Well, when I think about it, it was indeed here, and it was ......... at the time."

"At that time, Liu Mingliang discussed with me about the martial arts competition held in the sect, and I was surprised that Sect Master Jiang was so young that you could become the deputy hall master, who would have thought that two years later, you would save the Sword Sect from the difficulty of destroying the sect with one hand, and become the sect master again, and my father will also ............ Well, who knows what the next two years will be like?"

Jiang Xing didn't know how to comfort her, so he stopped and said: "Sect Master Wang has avenged his revenge now, the world is impermanent, and creation makes people, Miss Wang, if you want to open up, people actually have to live their own lives in the end." ”

"What Sect Master Jiang said makes sense, yes, you have to live yourself,"

The two of them continued to move forward, and returned to the Wang family's mansion in about a quarter of an hour.

It turned out to be the Sect Master's Mansion, and I have to say that it was indeed much cheaper than Jiang Xing's, and the Hall Master's Mansion was much more magnificent. No wonder Jiang Xing was the sect leader, and the elder faction asked Jiang Xing to come here.

Jiang Xing didn't care about this either. Is a house just a place for people to live?

The two gatekeepers at the door saw Wang Yingqian coming back, one went back to report, and the other greeted him with a lantern. Just after entering, a woman in her forties came from the house.

Wang Yingqian walked up to the woman and shouted, "Mother." ”

Jiang Xing knew that it was Wang Fengchu's wife, Jiang Xing clasped his hands into fists and saluted, "Mrs. Wang, Happy New Year." ”

"I don't know that Sect Master Jiang is here, and he is shining, welcome. "Mrs. Wang is also polite.

"Where, where, it stands to reason that it should have come over a long time ago. ”

"It's cold outside, go inside and watch tea. ”

Jiang Xing said: "Mrs. Wang is polite, I came here this time to send Miss Wang back, and secondly, to see Sect Master Wang." ”

Jiang Xing said this, but Mrs. Wang's expression was gloomy.

Jiang Xing chuckled in his heart, could it be that he had said the wrong thing.

Wang Yingqian ordered the maid to send her mother back at this time.

Turning back to Jiang Xing, he said: "My mother still can't accept the news of my father's misfortune, every time I think of it, my mother is always sad, and she can't do without people around her." I can only be by her side all the time to take care of her, and if it weren't for the repeated invitations of the Wind Hall Master, I wouldn't have gone today. ”

"Oh, I see, it seems that Sect Master Wang has a deep relationship with Mrs. Wang. ”

"Well, my father and mother have never blushed for so many years, and they came to Sect Master Jiang's side. Wang Yingqian said, stretching out her hand to make a gesture of invitation.

Wang Fengchu is the sect master, and the mountain behind the Zongjian Sect is specially dedicated to the ancestral hall, but Mrs. Wang almost misses it, so Wang Fengchu's ranking was invited back by Wang Yingqian.

Wang Fengchu's position was asked to be in a house on the west side of the courtyard, push the door in, the house was brightly lit, Wang Fengchu's tablet was facing the door, Jiang walked to the front and bowed respectfully three times, and then took the incense and inserted it in the incense burner.

Jiang Xing looked at Wang Fengchu's ranking and said: "Sect Master Wang, it's the New Year, I don't know how you're doing below?" Although you and I don't know much, we have been promoted all the way in the past three years, and I remember your goodness." I know what you're most worried about, don't worry, I promise you that as long as the Sword Sect is in the Sky for a day, your family will never suffer the slightest grievance. If you know what to do, bless them with good health. ”

After speaking, he picked up the wine on the table and spilled a glass in front of his ranking.

When Jiang walked, she didn't see the old lady, afraid that she would be uncomfortable, so Wang Yingqian sent her to the door.

Jiang Xing carried the lantern and said, "Goodbye." ”

In the cold wind, Wang Yingqian watched Jiang Xing walk farther and farther, and slowly the figure turned into a point of light and gradually disappeared, and she hadn't moved her steps yet............