Yin Yifeng didn't know how she got here, she just followed Yanyan and then went all the way.

Actually, at that time, he didn't know if he had already agreed to Yin Yanyan.

He just saw Yin Yanyan walking out silently alone, and he followed in a daze.

He remembered that he had crossed a river, and then he had walked a lot of mountain paths, and in the meantime, there seemed to be a small stream or something.

Specifically, he can't remember much.

On the day of the injury, I stayed in the hospital for a long time, and it seemed that my brain was not working well.

Yin Yifeng can't remember the specific time, and he didn't wear a watch.

It's just vaguely like an hour or so has passed.

Yin Yanyan suddenly stopped, stood here, and looked ahead.

This place seems to be halfway up a mountain.

The surrounding area is full of verdant trees, and there are some barren weeds that can't be called.

Between these plants and trees, there is a very inconspicuous, a small protruding place, from a distance, it looks like a very ordinary small mound, but on closer inspection, it feels a little special.

Yin Yifeng followed Yin Yanyan to the small mound with a stomach full of doubts.

When I got closer, I realized what kind of small mound there was.

It's a tomb.

Such isolation stands there.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a tombstone on it, and some yellow paper that had long since rotted, I really didn't know that this was a tomb.

Yin Yanyan was standing in front of this tomb, less than a meter away, and Yin Yifeng was standing behind her.

"Trace, do you remember my grandfather?"

Yin Yanyan looked at the tombstone and was distracted for a long time.

"This, this is your grandfather's, the grave?"

Yin Yifeng looked at Yin Yanyan, he didn't dare to think that in the current era, there are still people who will build such a simple tomb.

If it weren't for that tombstone, whoever it was, wouldn't think it would be a tomb.

Yin Yanyan looked back at Yin Yifeng and said calmly: "Well, yes! Grandpa was a man who liked to be calm and simple during his lifetime, and this was his wish. We can't help it. ”

"Oh."

Yin Yifeng nodded as if he didn't understand.

Perhaps, this is beyond the limit of what he can understand at his age.

He was our homeroom teacher in our previous primary school.

He used to say that you and Wei were the two best and most talented of all the students he taught, especially you, who was especially loved by grandpa.

Actually, at that time, when your mother decided to take you to the city, your grandfather went to find your mother.

”

"My mother?

”

Yin Yifeng was in a trance for a moment.

A vague fragment, a brief flash.

"Yes!

At that time, your sudden departure, I later learned that it was your mother's decision.

At that time, my grandfather and your mother, they talked once.

It's just a pity that Grandpa couldn't convince your mother to let you stay and stay in the middle school in the township.

”

Listening to Yin Yanyan's words, Yin Yifeng seemed to remember something.

He unconsciously clenched his fingers, clenched them into fists, and pressed them together.

"At that time......

He choked up.

At that time, when was it, what kind of person was I, and later, why did I become the way I am now?

"Grandpa, he has told me more than once that he didn't leave you and didn't see you grow, which was the biggest regret in his life.

”

As she spoke, Yin Yanyan had already approached the "small mound"

, silently knelt in front of it.

Gently wipe the tombstone.

The expression was so sad.

"In our village, there has never been a famous college student.

And you,"

Yin Yanyan paused, and glanced back at the star mark in a complicated way.

"Grandpa said, you are a good steel, and if you sharpen it well, it is a treasure knife, but on the contrary, it will become a piece of scrap iron.

”

"Uh.

Scrap?

”

Yin Yifeng was very surprised.

He couldn't help but walk in.

Although he still didn't remember what the teacher in front of him used to look like.

There are also no photographs on the tombstones, just names.

However, he still believes that what Yin Yanyan said is true.

"If I was only a few years old at that time, as you said, how did your grandfather 、、、 our teacher know what would happen to me in the future?

”

Could it be that he still can't predict the future?

Yin Xingji thought secretly in his heart.

Yin Yanyan did not react to Yin Yifeng's questioning, but had a calm face.

It was as if this qiē was what she expected.

"Well, I used to doubt it before, and I asked my grandfather like this, and then my grandfather said so.

”

Yin Yanyan stood up and faced Yin Yifeng.

"Although grandpa is old, the older you are, the more experience you will accumulate.

I miss your grandfather and me, in this life, I have never done anything else except teaching.

But I can't even count the students I have handed in.

Do you know?

When a person is single-minded and persistent in doing a thing, then, in that aspect, he will have something special, powerful.

I think your grandfather has read countless people, and he will be able to see some of the ways more or less.

”

Yin Yifeng felt secretly funny, but he didn't dare to laugh, nor did he dare to show any disrespectful expression.

I don't think that's likely.

”

He muttered.

"Well, maybe, but, Scar, you know what?

My grandpa really cares about you.

Being able to teach a college student can be said to be his lifelong dream.

It's just that until the moment when Grandpa closed his eyes, he was not able to realize this wish.

”

Speaking of this, Yin Yanyan sighed lightly.

"We were all young, and most of the students he had been with had dropped out.

In his last moments, he also remembered you and mentioned your name.

”

As she spoke, Yin Yanyan knelt in front of her grandfather's grave again.

"Grandpa, the traces are here, have you seen them?

”

Yin Yifeng was stunned, a little stunned.

Memory is a really wonderful thing, sometimes you forget it, but when you meet some familiar people from the beginning, and come to those places that have left a deep impression, the memory will come back inexplicably.

At first, inexplicably, he seemed to remember that he had been here and with someone.

Once upon a time.

"Suppose one day, I die.

I hope to be able to be buried here.

”

"Uh.

”

A little boy with a single eyelid tilted his head and looked at an old man with glasses across from him with some puzzlement.

He is about 50 years old, and he looks a little unangry and arrogant.

"Because here, once appeared a very learned man.

It is a supreme honor to be buried with our ancestors.

”

The old man said intoxicatedly.

The mountain breeze carries the unique taste of autumn grass barren in the mountains.

"Teacher, then you wait for me to grow up, and when I grow up, I will build you the most gorgeous tomb.

”

The little boy said very seriously.

"Hehe, silly boy, as long as it's a small mound, it's fine.

”

The old man smiled, very genuinely, with a hint of satisfaction in his smile.

"Ahh

How can this be, isn't that wronged you?

”

The little boy pursed his lips, a kind of rebelliousness in his bones.

"Hehe, okay!

Okay, actually.

As long as you can watch you grow up, I will be content.

”

The old man stroked the little boy's head with the same kindness as he did his own grandson.

"Is that really the case?

”

The little boy looked up at the old man as if he didn't understand.

"Yes.

I'm what I want to see the most.

”

After saying that, the old man smiled kindly.

"Oh.

”

The little boy lowered his head, his eyes resolute and unyielding.

"Teacher.

I won't let you down.

”

Teacher, I will not let you down, such a sentence, now that I think about it, it has become an unfulfilled promise.