"Yang Qingyi... Isn't it such a coincidence? Uncle Song looked at Yang Lao with a stunned expression, combined with the attitude of affection in the depths of Yang Lao's eyes.

Xiaoqing looked at Uncle Song's expression, thinking that she had said the wrong thing, and hesitated: "Uncle, I was just dreaming just now, and it wasn't really what happened... It's just that the dream is a bit long. ”

"No, this is really too much of a coincidence, those dreams you have are too similar to those things that Yang Lao has experienced... He was also adopted by a woman, but when I came, that woman had already passed away, and at most I only listened to Yang Lao say something, talked about his past, and lived with that woman, for Yang Lao, that woman was like a mother. Uncle Song said.

Hearing this, Liu Yanli, who was eating melons on the side, couldn't help but ask.

"By the way, you haven't said what happened to the old wet man who adopted you and taught you, he went to the army to kill the enemy, and he should come back later..."

Xiaoqing recalled for a moment, and finally shook her head and said, "I don't know, in my dream, the man who taught me everything never came back in the end, and there was not even a shadow... I don't know where he is. ”

At this time, Liu Yanli could only focus on Li Yun's body, if even Xiaoqing didn't know, then there was probably only one person who was most likely to know about it.

Li Yun, who was smiling on the side, did not answer immediately, but asked Liu Yanli rhetorically: "What kind of thing is war for you." ”

"War..."Liu Yanli thought for a while and said: "It doesn't seem to have any concept, when the war happens, I always hide as far as I can, especially in the era of hot war, I can't stand the smell of gunpowder, and I faint when I smell it." ”

Li Yun has no surprises, if this merman girl goes to throw her head and spill her blood in the event of a war, it is estimated that she will be gank into fish scum the next day...

"War is very cruel, especially the war of our revolutionary martyrs against the invaders at that time, unlike the drama shown, you can dodge bullets with your left hand and right hand by turning over, but use your body, your shell, to block the muzzle, you will die when you are grazed by stray bullets, you will die, you will die if you are bombed by shells, you will die if you are attacked on the march, you will starve to death, you will burn to death, you will be blown up, you will be killed, in many cases... will die. ”

Li Yun's face indifferently told the cruelty of war, Liu Yanli was a little uncomfortable, and had a little concept of war, that is, if you are not careful, you will die...

"Yes, Yang Yiqing, he died, died on the chaotic battlefield, became one of the martyrs, and sacrificed his life to defend his family and country... This is the cruelty of war, on the battlefield, no one will care if you have an agreement with your childhood sweetheart in your hometown, and no one will care if you go back to your hometown to get married after this fight..."Li Yun said unabashedly: "There, there is only blood and blood, blood and tears, either you die or I die on the battlefield." ”

At this time, Liu Yanli did not have any rebuttal, or this was expected.

To survive on the battlefield, to live until now, to become a centenarian, this difficulty is no longer at the level of ascending to the sky, maybe Liu Mengli just wants to find a reason for herself to live, to find a time that can be experienced in the long years.

Liu Yanli was silent for a moment before saying, "You... It seems that he already knows that Yang Yiqing is dead, why did he bring me here, just to see what Yang Yiqing left behind... Well, in fact, what he left behind is quite meaningful, at least he died and passed on his will. ”

Yijie bun shop, from the kindness of a hundred years ago, began to be transmitted, passed to the present, and returned to the little girl in front of her, Liu Yanli also gradually understood Li Yun's words, it is a story about reincarnation, about inheritance, from Xiaoqing's kindness, passed to Yang Lao, Yang Lao passed to Uncle Song, and Uncle Song passed to Xiaoqing...

At this time, Yang Qingyi, who was lying on the old man's chair, suddenly moved, stretched out his arms, and Xiaoqing also subconsciously leaned up and hugged Yang Qingyi.

At first glance, it looks like a grandfather and grandson, but on closer inspection, it looks like a mother and son.

Even Uncle Song felt that the air impact had caused him to hallucinate something...

It's just that this illusion passed quickly, and Xiao Qing is now holding Yang Lao in the posture of taking care of the elders as a junior, and the motherhood in the depths of those eyes has dissipated.

A wisp of white edge line that only Li Yun saw was completely broken, and in its place was another white line, which completely belonged to Xiaoqing's line, and had nothing to do with others, no longer the relationship between Yang Lao's adoptive mother, but the line re-established with Xiaoqing's relationship.

"Why don't I take my grandfather out to bask in the sun, it's not a matter of staying at home every day. Xiaoqing suggested.

Uncle Song said that he was happy to see it, he used to open a shop to make steamed buns, and the time to push the old man out to play was usually at night, but now there is a free helper who can take him to bask in the sun during the day.

After some discussion, Xiaoqing pushed Yang Lao's wheelchair and went to bask in the sun, but the thin and petite body had a little strength, and it was not difficult to push the wheelchair.

Yang Lao in the wheelchair just smiled, smiling very happily, even happier than after hearing his favorite play...

After Uncle Song carried the wheelchair and Yang Laodu to the first floor, he walked up again and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"I'm going to go, this thing really isn't weird... Am I considered to have encountered something that has risen posture?" Uncle Song said with a wry smile, he vaguely knew that the Xiaoqing he adopted was actually related to Yang Lao's adoptive mother.

"Maybe there's something that makes you rise even more..."Li Yun looked at Uncle Song with a smile.

"There's something more uplifting? what, are you going to let me see the hell or something..."Uncle Song felt a little creepy, and looked at Li Yun's smile and was even more uneasy, he didn't believe in anything strange before, but what happened today seems to have a bit of a metaphysical flavor...

Li Yun just took out the hairpin from his sleeve, the hairpin that had already been broken and could no longer be broken.

Cheap, but very well preserved, the hairpin that carries Xie Sujie's wishes, may be sold as an antique in a few years, Li Yun looked at the hairpin from Liu Yanli's eyes, and felt that this product definitely had a similar idea...

At this time, Li Yun looked at Uncle Song and said seriously.

"Poor Dao said before that this is a inheritance, and it is... Reincarnation...."