Chapter 82 - Qian Feng

With a heavy heart, the group walked back along the road they had come. This trip can be said to have gained nothing at all, and almost lost his life.

But no one complained, as if everyone understood something.

At the same time, Xiao Yinsheng and Yao Ling, who stayed in the house, were more fun.

Although Xiao Yinsheng doesn't understand any feng shui, there are mountains, rivers and animals near this house, which seems to be isolated from the world, but in fact, the lively market is only a stick of incense away from here.

"Senior sister, do you see someone over there?" Xiao Yinsheng said to Yao Ling, who was making tea in the house.

Yao Ling raised her head and looked in the direction of Xiao Yinsheng's finger, and indeed caught a glimpse of a figure.

"This is not Qiu Zhi, who will still be here, I thought that this kind of place can only be found by people like Qiu Zhi."

In fact, Yao Ling's emotion is not surprising, after all, a place like this is not isolated from the world, and it is almost located in the downtown area, but the heart is peaceful, and ordinary people are afraid that it is really difficult to find.

"Senior sister, why don't we go and have a look, I think it's an old man, and it's a good deed for us to help." Xiao Yinsheng said at Yao Ling.

At that time, Yao Ling was leisurely drinking the tea she had brewed, and before the teacup was put down, she was dragged away by Xiao Yinsheng.

"Grandpa, do you need our help?" There was still a long way away from the man, and Xiao Yinsheng began to shout.

I saw that the old man looked up and looked towards Xiao Yinsheng, probably because he was old, and his eyes were not very good, and the man looked at it several times before he answered loudly: "No, I can't do anything with this old bone, but I can still easily cope with this physical work, you look at it, I'll run two steps to show you." ”

When Yao Ling heard this, she hurriedly stopped: "No need, no need, uncle, where are you from?" How long have you been gone? ”

The old man didn't listen to Yao Ling's advice, and while quickening his pace and taking big steps, he replied: "I, I live in the tip of the South Lane, harm, you may not know, after all, there are not many people living in that place now. Hey, but the scenery there is first-class, if you want me to say, don't look at the beautiful mountains and rivers here, it's no match for half of the top of the South Lane! ”

The old man paused suddenly as he spoke, as if he remembered something, and then continued to walk towards Xiao Yinsheng. Xiao Yinsheng and Yao Ling also walked towards the old man, and when they came to the old man, the two of them had the opportunity to take a closer look at this old child who was full of "old hearts are not old" in and out of his words.

"Don't look at me so old, but I'm no worse than you young people. Hey, do you know the tip of South Lane? ”

Yao Ling has a little impression of this place, but he doesn't know much, it is said that it was a densely populated small mountain village at the beginning, but because it was already in the downtown area, the land in the surrounding area is becoming more and more sought-after, many people have sold their own land, and now there are only a few families who still live in the top of the South Lane.

Seeing that Yaoling still knew a little about the tip of Nanxiang, the old man became interested and said, "That's right, there's nothing wrong with it at all," as he said, he unloaded the firewood he was carrying on his back, and then spoke, "Don't call me 'old man', do I look old?" Just call me Uncle Qian Feng. ”

Yaoling was a little speechless, is there any difference between the title "Uncle Qian Feng" and "Old Grandfather"? Aren't they all uncles?

"Uncle Qian Feng, are you in a hurry to go back to the tip of South Lane now? If you're not in a hurry, you can tell me about the tip of the South Lane, I heard my sister say that it is beautiful there, but I haven't been there yet. ”

Qian Feng didn't shirk it, waved his hand and said, "I don't have anyone in the family with this old bone, when will I go back?" And unlike those who are controlled by their daughters-in-law, this can't work, that can't do it, what do you want to hear, I'll tell you. ”

Yao Ling looked up at the sky and found that it was getting dark, and it might be raining soon, "How can you talk here, let's go into the house and talk." ”

"The house? That house is yours? There is no firewood at the tip of the south lane, and I am reluctant to cut down those good trees, so I often come here to cut firewood. Every time I come, I can see that small house, hey, don't say it, that pile of good flowers is really eye-opening. ”