The snow in the sky outside is very large, and it is very urgent and majestic, and in the cold wind, the white snowflakes gradually weave into a net, and this large white net made of snow seems to add an invisible and oppressive feeling to the whole Weizhuang.

A week has passed in a hurry, Yang Huaiping has been living in Li Ruanhong's house for a long time, and now he thinks back to the scenes of the past, and feels that there is nothing else but bitterness and tears.

After a long period of torture, Yang Huaiping walked out of Li Ruanhong's house in a trance, and the only thing that made him feel relieved was that Chen Weisuo was still tied to the toon tree in her courtyard by Li Ruanhong with a chain that tethered to a dog, and was eroded by wind and snow.

The corners of Yang Huaiping's mouth outlined a shallow smile, that smile didn't know whether it was the joy of his freedom, or the sadness he felt for him to go through all this, vaguely saw that he was smiling very far-fetched, and it was also very sad, Yang Huaiping walked into the snow with some lost souls, he felt that he was like a frustrated scholar who fell into Sun Mountain at this time, a bankrupt gambler who lost overnight, and the boss at the entrance of the village was not small and stupid......

The snow in the sky was getting bigger and bigger, as if he was going to drown Yang Huaiping, but he walked in the snow unhurriedly and wantonly relieved his emotions.

Walking farther and farther away, Yang Huaiping walked past the wine shop with a strong aroma of wine, passed through the wellhead of the well, which was frozen with a thin layer of ice, and came to the big locust tree at the entrance of Weizhuang Village, where he saw two gray-haired old men playing chess as if no one was there.

Yang Huaiping paced over listening to the crisp sound of the two of them falling in the silent snow, and his steps were very slow, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry.

On the chessboard carved on the bluestone slab under the big locust tree, the two white-haired old men looked very free and easy, and they gave people a feeling of calmness and not pleasing things and not being sad about themselves.

The blind man with black gauze seemed to sense that Yang Huaiping had come to his side, and he picked up a cup of iced Pu'er tea from the angular chess game, took a sip, and muttered, "How do I feel that there is a sad atmosphere around me?"

Yang Huaiping saw that the Pu'er tea in his hand covered with black gauze gradually became boiling under the flow of true qi in his hand, Yang Huaiping couldn't help but be shocked that the old man's cultivation was so profound, and he thought to himself that he would have to bow his head and be a man in the future without enough strength.

Slowly took out the copper cigarette pouch and the green box containing the tobacco from his waist, Yang Huaiping took out some tobacco from the green box and stuffed it into the cigarette pouch pot, he smacked the dry tobacco and stood aside to watch the two old men play chess.

At this time, an old man in good spirits slowly got up and said to Yang Huaiping: "Xiaoyou, I still have something to do at home, or Xiaoyou will come to the next game!"

Yang Huaiping was also bored, and when he saw the old man in front of him warmly invited, he sat down on the stone bench under the big locust tree.

The blind man with black gauze covered eyes said quietly: "I think the sad aura that spreads around is emanating from Xiaoyou, I don't know why Xiaoyou is so sad!"

Yang Huaiping frowned, the corners of his mouth flashed with a bitter smile, and said: "Is this, the past is unbearable, and this matter is not enough to talk to outsiders." , I can only let it rot in my stomach!"

After the black-gaugled man flew an elephant first, he began to mumble many long truths.

"There is a kind of Juncao that lives at sunrise and dies at sunset, and spends its whole life without knowing night and dawn. ”

"The cicada is born in spring and dies in summer, and I don't know that there is spring and autumn in my life. ”

"According to legend, there is a kind of sacred tree named Datsubak, which regards 8,000 years as a spring, and 8,000 years as an autumn. ”

"So it's a very happy thing for people to live, since we live so happily, why should Xiaoyou be concerned about some trivial things that are not enough to worry about!"

Yang Huaiping moved the cannon to the head, "On paper, I finally feel shallow, and I never know that I have to do it." Uncle has not experienced the taste or don't speak in vain, standing at this height of life, my matter can be said to be insignificant, but I am just a vulgar person, and there is no way to transcend everything, I want to cry when I want to cry, I want to laugh when I laugh wantonly, I think this kind of life is real!"

The blind man with black gauze eyes jumped a horse and said in a deep voice: "You talk carefully and smack it is still a little tasteful, but the sunshine of human life is always right!"

Yang Huaiping was stunned and said: "Actually, I just can't get this bend in my heart, uncle, I think we should concentrate on playing chess, don't discuss these things that make people more troubled!"

The snow kept falling from the sky, Yang Huaiping had not finished smoking a bag of cigarettes, and the blind man with black gauze eyes had already been checkmate by him as an afterthought, and the man with black gauze eyes looked at Yang Huaiping with a look of approval and said: "You are the only person in this village except the old man in Hanshan who can win me, if you are free, come to me to play a few more games of chess, otherwise I will be very lonely old man!"

Immediately, Yang Huaiping smoked a few more bags of cigarettes and played a few games of chess with a blind man covered in black gauze, in which he won all of them without a single defeat.

At this moment, Sang Yu, who still had tears on his face, slowly walked in the direction of Yang Huaiping playing chess, Yang Huaiping looked at Sang Yu's lonely figure in the wind and snow, and he opened his mouth to say to the blind man with black gauze eyes: "That old man still has something to do today, so I won't play chess with you, and I will play chess with you again next time!"

Yang Huaiping knocked the remaining cigarette ash on the cigarette pouch pot on the chessboard outlined by bluestone, and he walked straight towards Sang Yu, as soon as Sang Yu saw that Yang Huaiping was coming, she couldn't help asking: "Huaiping, what have you been doing these days, I have searched the entire Weizhuang and have not found you?"

"Is this, I can't tell you clearly in a few words, in short, I'm a little ashamed to talk about this matter, it's better not to say it!" Yang Huaiping looked at Sang Yu and smiled bitterly, his expression looked very embarrassed.

Sang Yu said indifferently: "Since you don't want to say, I won't ask anything anymore, I think we should go home early, your daughter-in-law is talking to me every day about missing you, and my ears are about to get calluses!"

Yang Huaiping smacked his lips as if he remembered something, "Did you bury that Yidong?"

Sang Yu nodded and said, "He's such a fool, he would jump into the ice lake for me, in fact, he shouldn't be damned!"

"People are like mayflies, and like grass mustard, in fact, what the old blind man said is quite reasonable, it's good to be alive......" Yang Huaiping looked at the vast white snow and said such a sentence that he didn't know why.