"Go back, where are you going?Is your home far away?" Yang Zheng heard strangely, he had been with Uncle Sai for a year, and he had never heard him mention what other home?

"Are you going home?" Yang Zheng continued to ask: "After all, the two have been together for more than a year, and they suddenly heard that they were leaving, and they were really reluctant, although this year, he had to wash and cook every day, and also accompany him to play chess and practice martial arts, but it is undeniable that in this year, he has learned a lot of things with Uncle Sai, and what makes it even more difficult for him to give up is that the two of them really have a father-son relationship this year, and now they want to leave, this affection, I am really reluctant!"

Uncle Sai also seemed to hear the reluctance in Yang Zheng's tone, hesitated for a while, and said, "Or, or, you go with me, right?"

"Where are you going with you?" Yang Zheng asked, "Your grandfather's, won't let me die?"

"Forget it, where is there no beautiful scenery of West Lake, no delicious food, and no freedom like idle clouds and wild cranes!"

"What's there?" Before Uncle Sai finished speaking, Yang Zheng couldn't wait to ask.

Uncle Sai smiled bitterly, took a puff of cigarette, and muttered for a while in the smoke, before he said: "Where are some intrigues, some are deceitful, and some are life and death, it is the dirtiest place in the world, and it is also the most frightening place in the world, once you go in, it will be difficult to get out?"

Yang Zheng got goosebumps all over his body when he heard this, rubbed it twice vigorously, and said, "Uncle Sai, where is this place you are talking about, how is it like hell?"

Uncle Sai smiled noncommittally, stared at him and asked, "If I asked you to come with me, would you be willing?"

Yang Zheng smiled, and said in his heart: "Your grandfather's, of course he refuses, West Lake doesn't stay, go to hell with you, and the ghost is willing to go?" scolded in his heart, but there was a smile on his face: "Uncle Sai, don't you know me, I'm the most kind-hearted, I can't see those murderous and overstalking, if you let me follow you to hell, wouldn't it kill me?"

Uncle Sai smiled and said, "It's okay not to go to that place, it's okay not to go!"

Hearing what Uncle Sai said, Yang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Are you really sure you want to go back?

A wry smile appeared on Uncle Sai's face, he shook his head and sighed, "I'm already old, and going back this time can be regarded as a return to the roots!"

Yang Zheng also sighed, he didn't know what to say for a while, for this era, the return of leaves to the roots is the most expected thing for every old man, Uncle Sai is now over seventy years old, why don't you want the leaves to return to the roots?

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little sad, Sai Dashu smiled slightly and said, "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, don't talk about this, who am I, where is my home, you will understand in the future, maybe we will meet again in the future?"

Yang Zheng said in his heart when he heard this: "Yes, although in this era, sixty know the destiny of heaven, and Sai Dashu is already in his seventies, but people are strong and strong, and it is not impossible for another ten or eight years, maybe they can meet it when the time comes?" Thinking of this, he was also relieved, nodded and said: "Yes, in the future, when I am developed, I will definitely go to see your old man!"

Uncle Sai nodded, glanced at him kindly, stretched out his hand and groped in his arms for a while, threw it casually, and said, "Take it!"

Yang Zheng thought it was silver, habitually copied it with his left hand, pinched it in his hand, although it was cold, it was as smooth as sheep white fat, and he felt that this should not be silver with his hands.

"This, what is this?" asked Yang Zheng after looking at it curiously a few times.

"Of course it's a good thing?" Uncle Sai glanced at him and said, "I'm leaving, you have been washing and cooking for me for the past year, even if this is a reward for you, don't run out of money and use it as money, maybe it will be useful in the future?"

"Oh-?" Yang Zheng really couldn't see what use this mutton fat jade could be used for money in addition to being sold for money, and it was too expensive to use as a hidden weapon! But this was a good thing, he could still see it, seeing that Uncle Sai loved him so much, his eyes turned red, and he said: "Uncle Sai, don't worry, I have hands, feet, and brains, and I haven't reached the point where I want to pawn and sell this piece of jade, you let me keep it, I will keep it!"

Uncle Sai scolded: "Stinky boy!"

The two talked for a while, Yang Zheng saw that the sky was still early, the disc-like moon in the night sky, I don't know when the clouds surfaced, shining down, the scenery outside the cave was as bright as day, looking from the cave, in the distance, the stone peaks are like forests, the mountains are stacked and green, it is very spectacular, the wall, the roadside, the foot of the mountain, the back of the court, everywhere are the new green bamboos that have broken the ground this year, and they are growing crazy in an unstoppable posture, and some are two or three clusters, and the competition is fierce. The quiet Huanglong Cave Garden is full of vitality.

As Yang Zheng spoke, he told a qiē on the broken bridge in West Lake as an interesting story today.

Uncle Sai listened silently, and at the end, an old face showed a look of consternation, and he looked at Yang Zheng for a long time before he said with some excitement: "Zheng'er, you mean, these pairs and poems are all you come up with?"

Yang Zheng was talking about how he was wise and martial, so that Shen Fang was speechless, and suddenly heard Uncle Sai ask, his face blushed, those pairs naturally used the memories of later generations to apply them indiscriminately, and the same is true of poetry, anyway, these poems will take hundreds of years to come out, maybe he came to this place inexplicably, as long as he thinks about it, uses it, and says it from his mouth, it is Yang someone, although it is a little shameless, but shamelessness is much better than ignorance?" It is said that this Uncle Sai is the only relative he came to this place, and he is also his master, and his own qiē should be told to him as it is, but his own experience is too strange, I am afraid that if I say it, people may not believe it, maybe it will be regarded as a nervous disorder? For the sake of unnecessary trouble, he had to nod shamelessly and said: "Yes, it was exactly what I did, if there is a similarity, it is really a coincidence!"

Uncle Sai glanced at Yang Zheng, the light in his eyes flashed, and then his frowning brows twisted a little more, and he sighed for a long time before he sighed and said: "I didn't expect you to have this talent, I have been with you for a year, I have never seen you study, nor have I heard you say half a sentence of poetry and poetry, and I thought that you had never read and read, but I didn't expect that the poetry and poetry in a belly are much stronger than those so-called celebrities, that is, with your few pairs, I don't know how many so-called talents and celebrities in the world will be stumped!"