"Who are you Xiaoshan, why do you ask this?" the old man in the white vest wondered.

"It's just a tourist who meets in the water. Li Yun smiled faintly, his face was full of sincerity.

One of the old men opened the conversation and said with a smile: "Xiaoshan, it was a flower at the head of our village, although it was a foreign surname, but it was also raised with us since childhood. ”

"Yes, back then, our eight friends rolled together in the mud pond, picked wheat stalks in the wheat field to eat, caught fish in the river, and hunted birds in the forest, but unfortunately, the eight friends who played well back then are now only three, and the years are ruthless. The old man in the white vest sighed, lit a dry cigarette to smoke, and looked into the distance, recalling the past, the happy bits and pieces of childhood.

Several old men began to tell the bits and pieces of their youth and Peng Shan, some from the identity of friends, and some from the identity of crushes.

Li Yun just listened quietly, with Peng Shan herself.

Before I knew it, it was almost half an hour.

"I'm sorry for the little guide, but before I knew it, I told it for so long, and the story of a few of our bad old men was boring. The old man in the white vest suddenly reacted, this has been listening to the family for half an hour, which makes him embarrassed, after all, the old man is usually fed up with the impatient attitude of his children when he confides in them.

Li Yun shook his head and smiled.

"It's not boring, sometimes it's nice to listen to the stories of the previous generation and feel the passage of time. ”

"Haha, the little Taoist is really good at talking. "The old man in the white vest is very happy, he is in a good mood, today is really good, to meet a person who is willing to listen to the old man tell boring stories.

Several old people are very happy, the mentality is the same as that of the old man in the white vest, he usually holds it in his heart for too long, but now he is not unhappy, but he is happy.

The old man didn't stay long, don't look at their age, but they are all good at work, for them, talking about youth with Li Yun wasted too much time.

When they disappeared from Li Yun's gaze, he slowly spoke.

"Now, layman, do you understand? ”

How could Peng Shan not understand it now...

I'm not an eighteen-year-old schoolgirl.

"I thought I'd be a little more disappointed. Peng Shan laughed at herself, a woman may be very disappointed after knowing that she is no longer young, but she has no feelings, but is quiet and happy.

I feel happy that my childhood friends have just reminisced about their youth.

"Whose youth will come back once it's gone?" Li Yun said with a smile, then turned around and left, walking in a certain direction.

"Where are you going?" said Peng Shan.

"Go to your house. ”

Li Yuntou didn't reply.

The white robe is windless and automatic, floating like a fairy.

......

Li Yun came to the two-story small bungalow, which was Lin Yuanyuan's neighbor, Yan Xiaoling's house.

Compared with Lin Yuanyuan's house, Yan Xiaoling's house occupies a smaller area, the floors are lower, and the materials used are not as good as those next to it.

"Is this my home? How do you know. Peng Shan muttered, stroking the mottled walls, her face full of nostalgia, no doubt, this is her home.

"Because you remember a little, I know a little bit too. Li Yun smiled indifferently, turned around and knocked on the door of the Yan family's mansion.

"Who. ”

Soon someone responded, it was Yan Xiaoling herself who came to open the door, and after seeing that the person who came was Li Yun, she said unexpectedly: "Dao Chief, why are you here...."

Yan Xiaoling's impression of Li Yun was not ordinarily profound, and the scene of the white robe and incense concentrating on that day gave her a great impact.

In the end, she could only use the technology to convince herself that the technology was too developed, this incense condensation was the same as the current fireworks manufacturing process, and as for floating to Lin Tianyou, it was also because of technology, but it was a technology she didn't know.

Anyway, Yan Xiaoling always firmly believes that there are no ghosts and gods in the world, and ghosts and gods are all human hearts.

Looking at Yan Xiaoling, Li Yun replied.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the poor road comes by fate, can the layman invite the poor road to sit in?"

"Oh, of course, come in. Yan Xiaoling said.

Li Yun smiled slightly, and stepped into the door of the Yan family's mansion, some wooden furniture, and an old color TV, and the neighbor's furniture is complete, and the door of the Lin family's mansion with everything is incomparable.

"Dao Chief, are you here, has the problem been solved?" Lin Yuanyuan said happily.

"It hasn't been solved yet, but it should be soon, because it has been understood, what is missing is the fruit. Li Yun glanced at Peng Shan and found that Peng Shan was also wandering around with a confused face, touching the furniture here.

"Dao Chief, what are you looking at?" Yan Xiaoling wondered, Li Yun's feeling of looking around here was really a little strange, but there was nothing strange when he looked at it, some were just ordinary furniture.

If it was someone else looking around like this, Yan Xiaoling promised that she would treat the person in front of her as a thief who came to step on something.

"I'm looking at people. Li Yun said honestly.

"That's it..."Yan Xiaoling nodded, accepting this explanation, it is true that you can see the people outside through the window, but there are just some children and scattered villagers passing by.

Although the tea cakes and small snacks in the countryside look a little rough, they are very crispy in the mouth, and the strong fragrance makes people want to stop.

"By the way, Chief, you... There must be something going on when you come to our house, right?" Yan Xiaoling couldn't help but ask.

"Poor Dao naturally came for something. After Li Yun took a sip of tea, he said, "Yan Jushi, where is the old man in your family?"

Although Yan Xiaoling was a little puzzled as to why Li Yun asked this question, she was still honest.

"My grandfather was gone before I was born, and my grandmother was the only one here, but recently he had Alzheimer's disease, and even my name was forgotten..."

At this time, Yan Xiaoling's face was gloomy, because the elders in the family who loved her the most couldn't even remember her name, and that feeling was really uncomfortable.

Speaking of this, Li Yun looked at the translucent Peng Shan behind him.

Peng Shan muttered to herself: "Yes, I have dementia, I almost forgot my name, and my children are still fighting over supporting me with dementia... I deserve to die, I shouldn't have survived like this and caused trouble for them. ”

I remember everything, Peng Shan remembers everything, and after losing my memory, I can only be a burden...

Seeing Peng Shan, who was full of self-blame because of her illness, Li Yun said lightly.

"Is it really a burden? I don't think so..."