"I'm a bastard, and I never deny it. I remember that in the past, there was a master in our village who came to boil wine, and Yang Dahu's family had a surplus of food, so they boiled wine at their house. When you were hungry for wine, you soaked it in water from the lees they threw away after they had boiled it. It's just that I didn't expect to be seen by Yang Yukun's kid, and chased after him and said that your old dog Yang is an old beggar. Yes, you are an old man who is not good at dealing with him as a child, but I am not convinced! I chased Yang Yukun from the head of the village to the end of the village, and finally made three cuts on his head, and beat him until he knelt down and begged me for mercy. If Aunt Ye hadn't knelt down for me and begged for mercy, I would have killed that kid, at that time, I was only eight years old. That was the year you left me. It can be said that I you off, and that time Yang Dahu threatened you and said that he would send me to a juvenile detention center. I don't know if you knelt down for Yang Dahu, but I swore that when I grow up, I will let Yang Dahu kneel back for me!"

"It is said that Jian has a life, and our grandfather and grandson have not caught anything, but they have lived to this day. But you're not going to die! You shouldn't have died so early, you should have waited for me for a few more years. A lifetime of suffering has made you suffer, and you have never enjoyed a day of happiness as a dog*. Your son is not distressed, your daughter is not distressed, but I am distressed!"

"When it comes, I will die without even a decent garment. If it weren't for Yun Hui's dexterity and sewing a quilt for you, I'm afraid you would have been in that tattered dress even when you were buried. You gave birth to a pair of rotten children and raised a pair of white-eyed wolves. ”

As he spoke, Poplar suddenly had that mocking expression on his face.

"Over the years, although you can't see it anymore, but I've been climbing up, I don't want to live a good life for myself, but I want to earn you a face, and I want to give the women who follow me in the future no longer live like this. You have been poked in the backbone and called Yang Lao Dog for a lifetime, I don't accept it, you are Yang Sandao, not Yang Lao Dog!"

Xiao Yunhui, who was standing quietly next to her, had a hazy mist in her eyes, and listening to Yang Shu's slow narration seemed to be back in the past.

Whether it was Yang Sandao soaking in water with sake lees or Yang Shu chasing Yang Yukun from the head of the village to the end of the village with a brick, these things seemed to have happened yesterday.

"It's too late......," Poplar shook his head, and suddenly looked up at the tombstone, singing a Jiangnan minor that had been lost for many years in an extremely old but extremely weighty voice.

.......

The voice was rough and sad, and the roots next to him were thinking about it, and he raised his head to look at Xiao Yunhui and asked, "Mother, what is Brother Shu singing?"

Xiao Yunhui gently patted Genzi's shoulder and said softly: "That's a very old Jiangnan tune, he misses his grandfather." ”

The pillar sighed, looking at the back of the poplar tree and saying nothing.

The poplar over there finished singing a song and poured out the wine in the tin jug.

With a bang, the flask fell to the ground.

The poplar tree was clothed, and in an instant he heard a soft sob, as if something had slipped gently from his fingers, mixed with the rain and the wine, and could no longer distinguish from each other.

Xiao Yunhui walked over and hugged the poplar's head in her own badness, speechless.

After worshipping Yang Sandao, they continued to worship their grandmother and poplar's parents.

After worshipping, Yang Shu followed Xiao Yunhui to the grave of Genzi's grandparents.

"Genzi, kowtow to grandparents!" Xiao Yunhui gently took out all the chickens and ducks in the bamboo basket, and then put the wine on the table.

The root obediently went up and kowtowed, and the poplar tree was there to cut down the tree and weed.

"I'll bring the root to salute your second elder......" Xiao Yunhui's words were much simpler, and she didn't have as many things to say as poplar, so she just saluted a few times and then toasted and left.

Finally, he came to Genzi's father's clothed mound, and when he was about a few dozen steps away from there, Xiao Yunhui stopped, stood there and handed the things to Genzi and said, "Genzi, you go and kowtow to your father." ”

Genzi glanced at Xiao Yunhui, but in the end he didn't say anything, and went over with a bamboo basket.

Yang Shu looked at it and wanted to follow, but Xiao Yunhui grabbed him, "Let him go by himself." ”

Yang Shu immediately stopped, looked at Xiao Yunhui and said, "He's still young, he can't lift so many things by himself......"

Xiao Yunhui still shook her head stubbornly, and didn't let Yang Shu come over to help at all.

Poplar had no choice but to stand there and wait for him.

After about half an hour, Neko came from there, covered in dirt and grass clippings, apparently kneeling there.

Xiao Yunhui didn't say anything, just went over and patted the grass clippings off his body, then took his hand and said softly, "Let's go back." ”

Neko didn't know anything at all, and then followed them back.

On this day, it rained all day during Qingming.

After the poplar returned home, the peanuts were drunk, and he looked at the curtain-like rain outside the eaves and was silent.

Yang Shu originally thought that he would stay here for a few days and then return to Nanling, but the arrival of Old Man Deng shattered his peace.

It was still raining one day after Qingming, and the poplar was fine, so he stayed at home.

But Old Man Deng suddenly visited, which made Yang Shu feel a little strange.

"Deng Lao, Bai Lao, it's rare!" Yang Shu was about to make tea.

But unexpectedly, the two old men looked serious, and looked as if there was something very important.

Poplar felt something was wrong in his heart, and immediately asked, "What's going on?"

"Yang Dong is dead!" Old Man Deng didn't say anything, and it was amazing news when he said it.

"What?" Yang Shu stood up with a bang and looked at Old Man Bai in disbelief.

"Yang Dong died, just last night when he was on his way back from sweeping the grave. Old Man Bai's face was deep, "He was accompanied by his guards, who were also dead." ”

"Who did that?" Poplar, of course, didn't think it was a joke, and immediately asked sharply.

"I don't know......," Old Man Deng shook his head, and then said, "I can't find evidence of who did it now......

"I'm going to Nanling!" Poplar barely thought about it, and immediately stood up with a determined expression.

"Nanling, you definitely want to go back, it's just ...... Be careful yourself. Old man Deng said worriedly.

"Don't worry!" Yang Shu's face was gloomy, this news really caught him off guard, he felt that Yang Dong was still talking and laughing with himself a few days ago, why did he die so soon?

Poplar couldn't accept the news, it was too hard for him to understand.

He immediately called Liu Xiaoqing and asked her to help buy a plane ticket, and then told Ye Linglong that he wanted to go back to Nanling first, and took Cheng Rou with him by the way.

Sitting on the plane, Cheng Rou asked the question that had been holding back in her heart, "What happened, why are you in such a hurry to rush back?"

Yang Shu took a deep breath, and then said, "Old Mr. Yang is dead. ”

"What?" was the way Yang Shu looked when he heard the news, and Cheng Rou was also stunned when she heard it.

"We haven't been notified yet, but the Marines should be letting us go back right now. Yang Shu's heart has actually been beating rapidly, and now he feels that he has no clue at all, and he wants to go back to Nanling now to figure everything out.