Old Man Yu not only didn't see the fog that was lifted, but felt that the fog was shrouded in a deeper way. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He has experienced countless things in his life, but none has ever bothered him as deeply as the one he now has.

So, the old man Yu, who couldn't figure it out, chose the most direct way and told all his doubts.

Until the silver-haired woman left, Old Man Yu still hadn't come back to his senses. He picked up the teacup and was about to take two sips of tea to press the dryness in his throat, but he didn't notice that the teacup was already empty.

He put down his cup and walked out the door, squinting at the ancestral hall at the back of the room, as if he had thought about a lot of things, but also as if he had not thought about anything.

"Mr.~, Mr.~"

The little third son looked at the figure from a distance and ran over.

"All the medicines have been distributed?"

The silver-haired woman asked.

"It's all gone. The third son grabbed the corner of my clothes, panted and said, "Sir, come to my house for dinner, my mother has made a lot of dishes." ”

"My grandmother also cooked a lot of dishes. The rice is steamed. The mud monkey sprang out from one side and grabbed the silver-haired woman's other corner of her clothes.

"I'll come first, and Sir should come back with me. ”

Xiao Sanzi's face was flushed with anger and said.

"Sir has been busy for this day, he must be hungry, your family's food is not good, my family's food is good, so Sir should go back with me. Not to be outdone, the mud monkey retorted.

"Your grandmother's cooking is not as delicious as my mother's cooking. ”

Xiao Sanzi's face turned red, and he looked at the mud monkey who was determined to win, and held back such a sentence.

"Your mother's cooking is unpalatable!"

"Fart, your milk is unpleasant!"

"You're just farting, your mother's cooking is unpalatable!"

"Your milk cooks even harder, and the pigs don't eat it!"

"Little Sanzi, what did you say, you have the ability to say it again?"

Quarreling and arguing, the two of them were red-eyed, and the mud monkey was stabbed by the words of the little third son, and immediately rolled up his sleeves and glared at the thin little third son and said angrily.

"What if I said it, your milk is unpalatable, and the pigs don't eat it!" Although the little third son is smaller, he is angry at the moment, and he can't care about the fierceness of the mud monkey.

"Okay, don't make any noise. I'm done going down the mountain today, and I'm going back to the mountain. I'll go back next time, okay?"

The silver-haired woman softly interrupted the argument between the two and made a decision.

The two children, who were arguing, were stunned when they heard this.

The gentleman is embarrassed, so he won't go anywhere?

The two glanced at each other, and both saw remorse in each other's eyes.

The third son lowered his head first and snorted, "Sir, I was wrong. You go to Brother Monkey's house. His grandmother's cooking was delicious. ”

The mud monkey scratched his head embarrassedly: "Sir, Aunt Zhou must still be waiting, you go to the third son's house." I lied, and the food at home is not yet good. ”

Aunt Zhou is the mother of the third son.

The two began to say nice things to each other again, pushing and conceding.

"Sir~"

In the middle of the argument, the six sons ran over and stopped not far away.

"Sir, grandma invites you to sit at my house. ”

The two men who pushed stopped.

"Sir, why don't you go to Brother Liuzi's house to eat?"

Xiao Sanzi persuaded, his tone a little lost.

The gentleman has not made a decision for a long time, and it must be because he and Brother Monkey have argued, so he is embarrassed.

Who would have thought that the silver-haired woman was still shaking her head.

"Go home, and thank you for your kindness for me. I'll visit you another day. ”

After comforting the children, the silver-haired woman walked to the head of the village.

The stone mill at the head of the village is much hotter.

Midday is the hottest time of the day. Even with the branches and leaves of the apricot trees, the temperature in the air is rising. Even, some of the leaves on the edges of the apricot tree were curled up in the sun.

Under the bright sun, a silver-haired woman dressed in cloth walked over and sat on the other side of the stone grinding plate, looking at the road outside Xiaofang Village.

The child sitting on the stone grinding disc was slightly uncomfortable.

After a long time, the woman's gentle voice sounded.

"Ah Ye, I told the village chief, in the future, how about you stay on the mountain?"

Ah Ye turned around, only to find that the woman was not looking at her.

Her gaze fell on the bright sunlight beyond the apricot tree—the world outside Xiaofang Village.

The sunlight that leaked from the branches shone on her face, casting a bright and dark patch of light on her face, some of which were small dots, some of which were small circles, and some of which were just a narrow and bright light.

The wind blew, and the blocks of light of various shapes moved slowly across her face.

Ah Ye didn't speak, he just stared at the moving block of light in a daze.

Between the changes of light and dark, the woman's whole person has become particularly vivid.

"Huh?"

After a long time of no answer, the woman turned her head sideways, and the narrow bright light fell on the cold eyelids, elongating the tails of the eyes, like a fluttering butterfly resting on them.

"Not good. ”

After thinking for a while, Ah Ye said.

"You can wait here for your mother as usual. ”

The woman guessed Ah Ye's mind and blocked his retreat straightforwardly.

"Why?"

Ah Ye asked, looking straight at the woman with dull eyes.

"Because you're Aye. ”

Ah Ye bowed his head and was silent.

He still couldn't figure it out.

As a result of his incomprehension, he turned around and continued to look at the road outside Xiaofang Village motionlessly.

"I'll be waiting for you in the cottage. ”

For a long time, the woman said.

After saying this, the woman got up and left.

Ah Ye kept looking at the road outside Xiaofang Village in a daze, and did not answer. Until the shadow was about to disappear at the entrance of the village, Ah Ye turned his head to look.

At that time, the woman's figure had disappeared behind the wooden gate at the entrance of the village.

Only a corner of silver-haired long hair proves that all this is real, not his daydream.

The cold moonlight and cool evening breeze drifted into his heart again.

He spread his hands and looked into his palms, not knowing what he was thinking.

The crimson cinnabar was lying peacefully, looking full in the bright sunlight.

He remembered very well that a long time ago, when his hands were still clean, his palms did not have this red dot.

When did it appear?

He was a little confused.

All he knew was that on that day, he felt something strange about his dusty hands, so he raised his hands and looked motionless for a long time. At that time, red was not so conspicuous.

There was still a commotion on the apricot tree not far away, and at this moment, when he finally saw the truth under the mud, the world was silent.

There was no wind, no clamour, no cicadas, just the scorching sun hanging overhead.

Three apricot trees not far from each other stood quietly, like three silent giants.

Xiaofang Village is also silent, even chickens, dogs, and cats are hiding in the shade, not barking or making trouble.

The air was filled with a heat wave, steaming with the sweet aroma of ripe apricots about to rot. It smells, it's a little smoky.