After settling Lin Jie in the hospital, she just wiped the wound on her shoulder with iodine wine. I thanked the doctor for his kindness and walked out. He knew that I was very human, smiled awkwardly, and said no more.

"Lian Po, I miss you. ”

The veteran smiled when he heard this, and the familiar warm voice sounded again: "I am always with the Lord." ”

As for what I experienced during this period of Lian Po's sleep, I don't need to go into detail with him, I am sure he will understand me. Now that I don't have a yang vein, the door of the General's Mansion still can't be opened, and Lian Po is still unbeatable. But that's enough, what I've been longing for is Lian Po's patient guidance, and with him I will always be in the light.

"Lian Po, the world is complicated, everything is visible, and everything is unpredictable. What should I do. I'm afraid my heart has another woman, and I'm not as determined as I thought. ”

"Now I only know that the Lord is getting stronger and stronger. Dignity can be given up, but the road can be unmoved. Do you think anyone else can do such a thing as selling to the lord as a minister? ”

"Lian Po, I mean really. Well, now we are at war or whatever. I think it's better to go to the county association to investigate what happened in Qing County. ”

"No, you can't. Lian Po replied categorically, "Once the Lord returns to the association, it is impossible to leave their sight again." What about the agreement between the Lord and Lin Tian? What about Lin Jie? I think it is better to go home first and discuss with the monarch's father. ”

Father. Maybe it's a good choice to talk to him, but I haven't seen him when I share the power of heavy pupils. I can not find him.

"You're right, Lian Po, Zilong is still in Lin Tian's hands. I can't go back to the association directly. ”

The smell of disinfectant spread out of the hospital lobby, a little pungent, but something stronger rushed up and completely obscured it. The smell was very different from the last time, and it looked so bloated in the warm, heavy air of midsummer. The last time I walked out, I smelled the sweet aroma of rock sugar gourd, which was catering to the appetite of people in summer. The car is still the same car, and the person is still the same person, but it has been replaced with a closed hearth, and when I open it, it is a scorched sweet potato that is not black.

"Roasted sweet potatoes. ”

The uncle didn't shout, but just said these words calmly like reading a newspaper. If he is a big easterner, he should know that this is a beautiful thing for autumn and winter. No, there should be no place in the country to sell roasted sweet potatoes in the summer!

"Regardless of the pound, the big ones are eight pieces, and the small ones are five pieces. ”

I'm not going to run away anymore. It hasn't been long since this incident happened, how can someone like me not hold a grudge. I ran down the bar in front of the courtyard to his stall, grabbed a freshly roasted sweet potato with my bare hands, and placed it on top of the hearth.

"This is neither big nor small, how can you sell it. ”

"Eight pieces. He said.

"But he's not as big as the eight. ”

"That's five pieces. ”

The old man said, stretching out his big rough hands to wrap the sweet potato. He took out a plastic bag, covered the sweet potato first, then gently flicked the sweet potato, and turned the bag around, allowing the sweet potato to fall neatly into the bag. He took out the thumb, index finger and middle finger of his left and right hands, pinched the two ears of the plastic bag, and quickly tied the knot.

"But it's much bigger than five. I grabbed his wrist, "It can't sell for five bucks either." ”

Uncle raised his eyelids, and finally my shadow appeared in his cloudy eyes. Unhurriedly, he used his other hand to clasp my fingers away and slowly retracted the hand that was carrying the sweet potato bag. The bag of sweet potatoes was put back on top of the hearth, and he slowly exhaled his old breath and smiled, "This will recognize me." ”

"My yin and yang veins are broken, thanks to you. ”

"Why is it still broken. Haven't heard of it. His hands were still fiddling between the muzzles of the hearth, constantly replacing the raw sweet potatoes upward. And those that had been roasted, piled crookedly in large baskets on the side, quietly watching the deserted streets.

"The sugar gourd I gave you last time was to help you nourish your yin veins. You can't be kind enough to bite me like a donkey's liver and lungs. ”

"That's right. My yang veins are already extremely fragile, and I can't bear your yin qi at all, so I just cut it off. My General's Mansion began to collapse and burn down, and the Yin Qi from the outside world continued to pour into my body - if I hadn't taken the initiative to cut off the Yin Vein, both of my beloved generals would have been burned to death by Yin Fire. ”

The old man's eyes glistened. He frowned, revealing the shallow folds of the five paths. Maybe he didn't count my choice. With a "bang", the last of the nine chambers in the upper, middle and lower chambers was also buried in the furnace. He grabbed the felt cloth and wiped his hands, and said:

"Did you really do such a thing?"

"Yes. My yin veins have just been connected, and I don't want to say much about that. I want to know, uncle, who the hell are you. I smiled bitterly, "We watched chess together by the river that day, and we had a good exchange, and you taught me how to give up." Then why are you so cruel to me? You know, if I hadn't lost the ability to fight, I wouldn't have turned away from my ways? Although, even if it's only for a while, I'm already inseparable from King Wu. ”

I don't know whether to call him Uncle Foot Soak Uncle, Uncle Chess Uncle Sugar Gourd or Uncle Roasted Sweet Potato, I really think he is an uncle.

He turned his head to look at the hospital door, turned back like a thief, and said, "Man." To connect the two veins of yin and yang, you have to ask for the blood of brothers and the tears of lovers. The blood of the brothers represents the yang, and the tears of the lover represent the yin, these are all feelings that can not be met and cannot be exchanged. If nothing else, just the girl you just hugged you, you have to make her fall in love with you with all her heart—if it was her tears that purified the yin veins for you. ”

"Maybe. I thought I was in love with a woman, and today I have discovered her place, her existence. ”

"It doesn't matter, man. Uncle and you have pulled the truth of willingness, this is not important. There was a strange glint in his eyes, "What matters is how you treat people." For the soul master, receiving the favor of the yin vein is not inferior to giving you another life. People shed lover's tears for you, what about you, what do you give to others. ”

I find this not a matter of reluctance to make it clear, and the exchange of interests certainly cannot work between us. According to him, I knew that I had to take some responsibility.

"Young man, you are a man who preaches the great road and righteousness. But no matter how much you say, no matter how beautiful you say, no one will believe you. You know, just like the price of this roasted sweet potato, five yuan and eight yuan are too dead, and it is difficult to ask the right price in one bite. You know what I mean?"

"Uncle is really a man of God. It turns out that you specially set up a stall for roasting sweet potatoes to tell me such a truth. I had an epiphany, the previous unhappiness was swept away, and I was full of gratitude to the uncle, "You can actually know that I will come to the hospital with Lin Jie at this time!"

"No!" his face was more astonished than mine, and his eyelids, which were half drooping and could no longer be raised, opened as wide as possible, "I sell roasted sweet potatoes to tell you something else." Today, the time is too anxious after counting you, the set of sugar gourds has been lent to others, and I saw that this set of roasted sweet potatoes can still be used, so I hurried over. Just as I watched you go to the hospital, I started roasting. ”

"Ahh ”

The uncle smiled awkwardly and handed me the roasted sweet potato again, saying, "This is an ordinary roasted sweet potato." I have indeed been entrusted with giving you a little reasoning, man. But don't think too much of the uncle. Remember, the uncle's name is Hou Liu. ”

Hou Liu, it's really a strange name like him.

I took the plastic bag and touched the hot roasted sweet potato, feeling a little more steady. The uncle continued to explain: "You should also have an understanding of your family history. Remember, man, don't worry about your dad and your grandpa, no matter how brilliant they are, it's not you. When the time comes, I will tell you who sent me and what no one else knows. Of course, it would be better if you found out for yourself. ”

"But Master Hou, what do you want to say about today's roasted sweet potatoes? ”

"Hey, hey. Hou Ye smiled slyly, quite a naughty child, "Then listen, my roasted sweet potatoes sell eight or five pounds, no matter how much they sell, and I don't accept anyone's price, but even so, I won't lose money." Whether the problem of selling sugar gourds or roasted sweet potatoes today is almost like this, if you can understand, you are one step closer to that person. ”

After speaking, Hou Ye pushed his versatile small tricycle and left leisurely. I stood in a daze holding the roasted sweet potato wrapped in a plastic bag until it was cold, and I didn't know why.