The ancestral house is in the east of Wenjiang County, the house is a little old, but it is not dilapidated, after Xiaolan Xiaoju arrived in advance, she cleaned the inside and out, added some daily necessities, and made a meal early and heated it in the stove. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info stood in the doorway and waited.

It was already noon when the carriage arrived. The group used the meal.

Xu Boqing called four guards, one was a little older, in his twenties, looking more capable, and the rest of the three were only eighteen or nineteen years old, looking honest.

Xu Boqing said to the four people, "This is Mrs. and Miss, in the future, the four of you will definitely protect their safety, if there is a mistake, don't blame me for being polite." ”

said to Jiang Lingyi again, "This is called Jiang Feng, you can tell him if you have something." He also pointed to the remaining three, "They are called, Yang Yi, Chen Lin, and Zhou Chi." ”

Jiang Lingyi silently remembered.

Xu Boqing said, "Mother, cousin, I will leave tomorrow, now while I am still here, I will take you to pay respects to my grandfather and grandmother, and how to do with my uncle and aunt." ”

Jiang nodded repeatedly. "It's hard for Boqing to think so thoughtfully."

Xu Boqing said to a few girls, "A few of you take your luggage and clothes to Qinxin Building, and Mrs. and Miss will live there in the future." ”

The Qinxin Building is very well lit and has an independent kitchen. The Jiang family still didn't know why, but Xiaolan Xiaoju was very happy, and took Ah Qin and Jingyu to get the luggage with a smile.

A few girls didn't go, so they only used a carriage, Chang Qing drove, and Xu Boqing sat in the car.

Xu Boqing was tall, and as soon as he sat inside, the car immediately felt a little crowded.

Jiang Lingyi couldn't help but get closer to Jiang again.

Along the way, Xu Boqing and Jiang chatted without a word, and Jiang Lingyi sat aside and listened quietly.

The car became more and more bumpy, and when it reached the head of the village, the car could no longer get in.

Jiang Lingyi helped Jiang down.

Stepping on this road again, Jiang Lingyi's heart was extremely calm.

The floods and plagues were far away for her, and the only thing that haunted her was the death of her parents.

Jiang Lingyi looked at the tomb, because things were in a hurry, there was not even a coffin, but a tomb was buried even with that tree.

Jiang Lingyi knelt in front of the tomb, slowly burning the paper money, and she said to her parents, "Dad, mother, don't worry, your daughter will take good care of herself and will definitely live well." She stood up, and Jiang was already crying at her grandmother's grave.

When they returned from Qingshan Village, it was already late.

After dinner.

A few girls smiled and led Jiang's aunt and nephew to look at the room.

Because the light was good, there was no smell in the room, and a few girls helped to make the bed and tidy up the clothes.

Although she was tired for a day, Jiang Lingyi really couldn't sleep in this new place.

She put on a dress and snuggled up in front of the building to look out.

There was a faint sound of the piano, the sound of the piano was not far away, it was still the song of missing relatives, playing again and again, echoing in the night sky, sounding particularly sad.

The mind at night is always extremely sensitive, leaving the Xu Mansion, in this familiar land, Jiang Lingyi's heart is unusually soft. She straightened her clothes, picked up a lamp, and went downstairs gently.

Jingyu has been busy all day, obviously tired, and doesn't know.

Jiang Lingyi opened the courtyard door, but after walking a few steps, she saw a pavilion, and Xu Boqing was sitting in the pavilion.

She looked at him, her straight body with a hint of confusion, and the music of her fingertips kept flowing, spreading sorrow in the silent night sky.

The end of the song.

He didn't stop, just got up and continued to play, Jiang Lingyi got closer, and felt more and more the sadness of the person who played the piano hidden in the song.

In that sorrow, there is longing for relatives, there is helplessness about life, and there is hidden hatred for fate.

This kind of affection made Jiang Lingyi feel a little bit of affection.

She couldn't help but sing softly.

Smoke rises from the flat ground.

Her voice was very soft, as if she was whispering, she had just sung a sentence, Xu Boqing's whole person was shocked, and the sound of the piano paused for a moment, but it was only for a moment, and the sound of the piano flowed again.

Jiang Lingyi continued to sing along with the song,

Don't bother with the full moon.

Sigh the spring and autumn of the world.

The old scene is vague, and it is difficult to send a book from afar. Life is like a play,

Look back.

Scattered into mud without a trace.

It's even more stormy.

Tonight and night, a pinch of loess, only the rest of the ground is full of sorrow.

This ballad and this song gradually have a tacit understanding of spiritual dependence.

Neither of them has parents, and each of them has their own sad backgrounds.

In this silent autumn night.

Because of a song, the two hearts abandoned love and hatred, and finally had a feeling of loneliness and dependence.

The end of the song.

He didn't play it again.

She didn't sing anymore either.

That faint sadness lingered around for a long time and could not be dissipated.

Long.

He looked back.

There was no one behind him, as if the scene was just a hallucination, and the woman he had been thinking about had never appeared.

Xu Boqing left early in the morning.

Jiang Lingyi stayed in the small building and did not send him off.

Jiang walked in, looked at Jiang Lingyi coming downstairs, and said with a smile, "Why don't you sleep for a while." ”

Jiang Lingyi looked at Jiang Shi holding a big burden in his arms, and asked, "Auntie, what is this?" ”

Jiang opened the baggage, but it was a large bag of broken silver. "Boqing said that now that we are in Wenjiang County, he can't take care of it every day, and the pharmacy in the provincial capital is far away, so he gave us silver, so that we need to buy something, don't lose ourselves." After she finished speaking, she glanced at Jiang Lingyi, "Lingyi, you say, what would happen if Boqing knew the cause of his father's death?" ”

Jiang Lingyi said with a smile, "Aunt is really worried about her life, don't worry, we all have to live well, no one can hurt us, let's go, let's go shopping." ”

Before Jiang could say anything more, Jiang Lingyi had already taken Jiang's hand, turned back to Xiaolan Xiaoju and said, "You two stay at home and take out the futon to dry well." ”

Jiang Lingyi and Jiang walked out. Jiang Feng led the three of them over, and he was about to follow.

Jiang Lingyi frowned and said to the four of them, "Jiang Feng, Yang Yi will accompany us, Chen Lin, and Zhou Chi will stay at home." ”

Several people obviously confessed to Xu Boqing first, and hurriedly said, "Yes, miss." ”

The streets of Wenjiang County are not bustling, but they are very lively, Jiang Lingyi has to take a look at every stall, talking and laughing with Jiang all the way, when a woman bumped into a child with a child.

Jingyu pushed Jiang Lingyi in a panic, and the woman hit Jingyu, the two fell together, and the child was about seven or eight years old, and he fell to the ground and cried.

Jiang Feng, Yang Yi was busy protecting Jiang Lingyi from left to right.

Jingyu couldn't help but scold, but when she saw the woman's appearance, she was stunned. She covered her mouth and called, "Jingyun, are you Jingyun?" ”