In addition to the sound of firecrackers, on the eve of the Spring Festival, every household in Qingshuijian is steaming, although the Mei family has also begun to put up lights, but the whole house looks a lot colder, the reason is nothing more than that those servants have gone home for the New Year, the servants have done everything that should be done, one by one received the benefits of the New Year, thank Xia Chun, and left. Even Steward Liu went back for the New Year. Gradually, only Xia Chun and Mei Wendian were left in the Mei family, as well as Lin Yuefeng, who pawned Mei Wen as a teacher in the Mei family, and Qiu Cicada, who had been an orphan since childhood.

Lin Yuefeng gradually began to adapt to the life of only one left hand, and after a few months of hard practice, the words written by his left hand were already as vigorous and powerful as the words written by his right hand before, and the difference was almost indistinguishable, although I don't know how many late nights of solitary practice were behind the beautiful words. In the end, the left hand is not as good as the right hand that he used to use before, Lin Yuefeng often practiced until he collapsed, and then tore the paper under his hand, threw it on the ground, and went crazy and cried in the room without making a sound. Fortunately, this painful process only lasted a few months, and Lin Yuefeng gradually was able to write simple strokes to write italics and even grass, although the process was really painful.

People's hearts are not satisfied, after being able to write skillfully, Lin Yuefeng began to pick up the gun again, he put the gun in the depths of the drawer, and occasionally took it out, one hand can not match the flexibility of two hands, not to mention that it is much more difficult to assemble a gun than to learn to write, so it took some effort, step by step, he began to dance the knife again, followed by the Mei family's guards, and hid behind them every morning to learn, like this, others use the right hand, he uses the left hand, as if he is a transparent mirror, and gradually also groped out his own set of martial arts moves, sometimes a group of people practice together, he can still catch the other party off guard, everyone doesn't dare to mess with him, and even some worship him, and learn from him a few times when he is fine.

But Lin Yuefeng was thinking more than that, he wanted to recover earlier, get the opportunity to go back sooner, fight side by side with his comrades earlier, and serve the country earlier.

Some time ago, after taking photos in the photo studio, Cui Jiamu gave Lin Yuefeng a business card, which was out of politeness and publicity, but Lin Yuefeng noticed that it was written that Cui Jiamu graduated from a medical university in the provincial capital, and coincidentally, Lin Yuefeng's connector has always worked in a medical university, and after hesitating for a long time, he finally decided to go out to find Cui Jiamu this day, he wanted to ask Cui Jiamu if he knew a teacher Liu from the medical university. He has already thought about the reason: when Lin Yuefeng was a little beggar in his early years, he gave him some kind teachers to eat, and he has been thinking about looking for an opportunity to repay him, but he has never found it, and I don't know if Cui Jiamu knows it.

Coincidentally, there are only so many people in the medical university in the provincial capital, Cui Jiamu happens to know that Teacher Liu, and he has to go to the provincial capital to purchase medicinal materials before the Chinese New Year. Lin Yuefeng patted his head, his face showed a "great" look, and he wrote a letter to Mr. Liu, which originally wrote a lot of content, explaining in detail how he was outcast, how he lost a hand, how he lost contact with the organization, how he stayed in Mei's house, writing and writing, and filled more than a dozen pages at once, and gradually he couldn't help crying, but after reading it twice, he took the initiative to burn the paper again, and only wrote one page, which roughly meant that he wanted Mr. Liu to contact him as soon as possible after seeing the letter. He didn't know what the specific situation was over there, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

After writing the letter, Lin Yuefeng carefully read it two or three times to make sure that there was nothing unspeakable in it before handing it over to Cui Jiamu. Cui Jiamu didn't think about it so much, he really thought that Lin Yuefeng wanted to thank the so-called Teacher Liu, plus the little bit of integrity in his personality, so he patted his chest and said that this matter was wrapped up in him.

Lin Yuefeng let out a long breath. But I can only take a long breath, as the saying goes, "there is no place to find when you step on iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it", whether you really don't need to work hard anymore, that is still not the words that dare to say. He wasn't sure. Now his only contact with the outside world is to buy newspapers on the street. But what is reported in the newspaper is somewhat true and some false, after all, he is like a fog to see flowers, and as an outsider, he may not be able to see it clearly.

When Lin Yuefeng went to find Cui Jiamu, Cui Jiamu's photo studio was about to close, and he was cleaning up the things inside with Xiao Xu, upstairs and downstairs were in a mess, and there were scattered photo frames on the ground.

Lin Yuefeng was about to leave, and among the dusty photos on the ground, he saw the one he took with Xia Chun: Xia Chun was wearing a white wedding dress dragged to the ground, sitting quietly on a wooden chair, beautiful as a fairy, while he himself was standing aside in a suit, with a straight figure, and the two of them looked quiet and picturesque. He knew that Westerners would go to the photo studio to take wedding photos before they got married, and that's what he was talking about.

Lin Yuefeng picked up the photo, took a picture of the dust on it, stared at it for a long time, and asked Cui Jiamu with a smile, "Do you still want this photo?" ”

Cui Jiamu was loading things with Xiao Xu, and when he saw Lin Yuefeng asking, he walked over, and he took the photo, "This photo is really good, what a pair of beautiful people, hey, it's a pity to throw it away like this," After speaking, Cui Jiamu pulled his lips and handed it to Cui Jiamu with a smile, "Forget it, leave you a souvenir, it's good to have a souvenir, even if you and her are separated in the future, when you see the photo, you can see things and think about people." ”

Lin Yuefeng: "......"

Cui Jiamu found a parchment envelope, put Lin Yuefeng's photo in it, and then patted Lin Yuefeng's shoulder seriously, shook his head and walked back.

When Lin Yuefeng returned to Mei's house, Mei Wendian was not there, only Xia Chun and Qiu Cicada were in the kitchen, Qiu Cicada was cooking dinner on the big stove, and Xia Chun was squatting on the side, next to two large bamboo baskets, one bamboo basket was placed with folded gold ingots, which was already filled with nearly half of the bamboo baskets, and in the other bamboo basket was a square piece of gold foil paper, which was thought to be a stack of gold ingots.

Qingshuijian customs, Chinese New Year's Eve to go to worship the ancestors, summer and spring this is to fold to the deceased.

Xia Chun probably focused on folding gold ingots, and didn't notice Lin Yuefeng's arrival, Lin Yuefeng walked over, squatted down, picked up a gold ingot in the bamboo basket, and looked at it for a while, it seemed to be playful, and it seemed to be asking, "Miss Xia is folding gold ingots." ”

Xia Chun raised his head at this time, saw that it was Lin Yuefeng, nodded slightly, and answered, "Well, I broke a lot in the first two days, but I always didn't sleep well in the past two days, and I always dreamed of Brother Wenzi, so I wanted to fold more, and when I took it and burned it early tomorrow morning, I folded more, and they received more, and they would always be more decent over there." ”

Lin Yuefeng was silent, he knew that his values were different from Xia Chun, history proved that the price to pay to persuade a person was often heavy, not to mention that even if he said it, it was just imposed on her, and it was difficult for a strong man, so he had to choose to remain silent.

has been together for a long time, and he already knows a little bit about Xia Chun's stubborn temperament. It's better to choose to shut up.

"I'll help you," Lin Yuefeng also found a small bench and sat down, took the gold leaf paper that Xia Chun put on the ground with his left hand, he was like a monkey, he has always been alone, and no one has died in the family, where will these things be folded, first looked at Xia Chun for a while, and planned to learn the same as before, but the gold ingots were not at all what he imagined, according to Xia Chun's folding technique, one hand could not be folded at all, two hands were necessary, and after several attempts, he finally gave up, but created another folding method by himself, and finally successfully folded one。

Lin Yuefeng put the gold ingots that he had painstakingly folded into Xia Chun's hand, and his face was full of smug expressions. He was full of expectations that Xia Chun would praise him, but who knew that Xia Chun just took the gold ingot in his hand and gently threw it into another bamboo basket.

After throwing it in, Xia Chun began to focus on folding his gold ingots again. The speed between her and Lin Yuefeng is a world of difference, when Lin Yuefeng finally folded one, Xia Chun had already folded several.

Lin Yuefeng was like a child, unable to experience a sense of accomplishment, so he simply didn't fold it, and didn't move even if the gold leaf paper was there. The kitchen door was not closed, and suddenly a gust of wind blew the door open, and the wind blew straight in, and I saw that the gold leaf and gold ingots in the bamboo basket were about to be blown all over the sky. Lin Yuefeng hurriedly ran to protect the two bamboo baskets.

Xia Chun happened to be sitting opposite Lin Yuefeng, and Lin Yuefeng's action almost hit Xia Chun's body, but Lin Yuefeng took the initiative to step back twice and didn't touch Xia Chun.

They get along like this now, keeping a deliberate distance. That's how politeness should be.

Xia Chun was stunned and sat up straight.

In the end, there were still some gold ingots that fell to the ground, Lin Yuefeng began to sort out those gold ingots and put them into the bamboo basket, and suddenly said, "Miss Xia, Lin is already planning to leave." ”

Xia Chun also squatted down to pick it up with him, and she asked, "Where are you going?"

Lin Yuefeng picked up a piece of gold ingots and put it in the bamboo basket, and said, "The road ahead is unknown. ”

"Does Mr. dislike the Mei family?"

Lin Yuefeng glanced at Xia Chun, shook his head and said, "I've been here long enough, it's time to leave." ”

Xia Chun disagreed, "It's not long, it's only been a few months." ”

Lin Yuefeng chuckled, "I have to leave after all, how can I stay here for the rest of my life." ”

Xia Chun paused and said, "If you don't dislike it, it doesn't hurt to stay here for the rest of your life." ”

Lin Yuefeng smiled.