After leaving Qidi, we traveled west day and night.

Around the time of Chongyang in this year, he crossed the Yellow River from the Fengling River in Jindi again and entered Tongguan.

After Tongguan, Chang'an, the western capital of Chang'an, which has been absent for a long time, is already close at hand.

Despite my bitter thoughts, I also made up my mind not to go to the helmsman of the Los Angeles Post Post to visit Miss Yanxi, lest I have some kind of accident.

After finding a restaurant to live in, Qin Chong took care of the luggage and horses, and I went to Yizhai at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain with the pot helmet fast horse.

My caravan should not have been to Chang'an for six or seven years, and Yizhai has already changed its main family and has become a hunting village for a Later Qin general in Shanglinyuan.

It turned out that the old guys who were in charge of the care had long since disappeared.

"Pot helmet! Home! ”

This scene made people feel sad, and the pot helmet brothers also jumped off the horse to greet the old man of the family.

But I couldn't stay any longer, so I turned my horse's head and galloped along the road from the bank of the Fengshui.

Yizhai is a place for me to leave too many good memories.

When my grandfather and grandfather were still alive, this place witnessed the prosperity of my family's caravan in its heyday.

Here I was accompanied by Miss Yanxi, and I looked at the fireworks of Chang'an, the western capital on the night of Shangyuan.

Now it has become strange and distant, like the years that I can never go back, how can it not be heartbreaking!

The street scene in Chang'an City has not changed much, and the east and west markets are still prosperous, which is full of temptation for us to carry Wanjin as a businessman.

So after resting at the restaurant for a few days, we went to visit another old man.

My sworn brother, the new generation head of the jade family in the east city of Chang'an, Brother Sikong Lie.

This benevolent brother happened to not go out as a businessman, and his heroic spirit was not diminished, and he set up drinks and songs and dances in the best wine shop in the city, and washed the dust for me, Qin Chong, and Guo Helmet.

Talking about the past, the experience over the years, and the death of grandfather, Sikong Shou's old owner and their generation of big businessmen, I can't help but have mixed feelings.

It was with his help that in half a month, we purchased 10,000 pieces of silk in the cloth market in Chang'an.

Sikong Lie also hired about fifty capable men for me from his own store and the market to take care of the camel caravan.

In the golden autumn of September, Brother Lie and I said goodbye in tears.

The newly formed caravan followed me and slowly walked across the Weishui West Bridge.

At that moment, I vaguely saw the grand occasion of the Yi caravan when it traveled west to Chang'an.

As a businessman, he wandered outside for more than ten years, and if he returned empty-handed, it was not only a shame, but also a great disrespect to the ancestors and ancestors of the past generations of merchants.

So after discussing with Qin Chong and Guo Helmet, I decided that no matter what, I would exchange the gold in my hand for silk and transport it back to the Western Regions.

Therefore, there is a huge camel team in front of us, and the cost is less than one-tenth of the red gold we brought back from the Southern Wilderness.

In the following month, we traveled westward along the Qin-Han Chi Road, wading the Yellow River for the third time in Liangzhou, and soon came to the foot of Tianzhi Mountain.

Qishan Racecourse is still there, and the three eldest brothers, Mutanier, Nuge, and Mangdongla, have not seen their old age for ten years.

Horses and hunting have been taken care of by their sons and daughters.

Originally, there were only a dozen men and a dozen family members, but now it has developed into a Qiang tribe with hundreds of families and thousands of people.

On weekdays, they make a living by hunting and growing corn, and every year horse dealers come to buy horses and trade them with salt, cloth and various tools.

In this way, there is more than enough self-sufficiency in the mountains.

Seeing that the harsh winter in the Northland was approaching, the caravan only rested for two days on the roadside of the Hexi Trade Road.

After replenishing supplies from the Qishan Horse Farm and replacing some old and weak horses and camels, we hurried on our way.

After ten years away from home, Layue finally returned to the Western Regions safely after many hardships and returned to his hometown at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

A long-lost snow is falling one after another, decorating this yellow sand all over the Khotanese oasis like a snow country.

The business of the Qingfeng Ze Inn is still as prosperous as before, and three or two foreign caravans have been spending the winter here for a month.

Our return exceeded all expectations, and my wife, Kuzhna, hugged me and cried.

The little sister Duo'er looked at me in a daze for a long time and couldn't speak, the originally bright and youthful beauty of the Western Regions was full of cold vicissitudes between her eyebrows.

The child Su Feng has become a young man, with a purple satin winter robe and long hair, which is really like a person like Yi Jincheng back then!

He was walking slowly towards me with a white-haired old woman, and my mother, Mrs. Khotan, was still alive.

The worry that has been hanging for a long time sank in an instant, and I can still live to see my mother, Amitabha, in this life!

The Buddha is merciful, and the sky has eyes!

"Grandma! I'm back! ”

I burst into tears, knelt at my mother's feet, and kowtowed.

"Son! You still know to come back! You remember my grandma! ”

After my mother stood still slightly, she picked up her cane and struck me angrily.

In the year of flowers, my father Yi Fengnian ran away and never returned.

When I reached middle age, my eldest son first encountered the experience of Rome, and then spent ten years wandering in a foreign land without knowing life and death.

Such a continuous blow is far beyond the ability of a woman to bear, and the mother's life is really unfortunate!

I felt no pain at all, only joy and gratitude, and my elderly mother could still recognize me as my eldest son.

"Jincheng is not filial, let grandma suffer!"

I fell to my knees and kowtowed to my mother again.

"Grandma! You're foolish! Big brother, how much they have suffered to return safely, how can you bear to beat her! ”

The little sister Duo'er shouted loudly, still familiar with the Tocharian language, as impatient and bursting as her mother did when she was young.

She grabbed her mother's arm and took her mother's cane.

"The child will never go out for the rest of his life, and he will accompany his grandmother sooner or later to fulfill his filial piety."

I still kneel at my mother's feet, and I feel her pain and I feel all kinds of guilt.

There is no greater suffering in the world than the long and hopeless wait, waiting day and night for the safe return of his husband and beloved eldest son.

And this wait is a lifetime of time.

"I've worked hard, see that this beard and hair have turned white, get up quickly! I want to die as a mother! ”

My mother was finally relieved of her anger and rubbed my messy hair and helped me up.

"Whose baby is this? He's so handsome! Come over and let Grandma take a good look! ”

My mother noticed the Inca standing quietly beside me, and she quickly waved and smiled kindly, and called the Inca to her.

"Grandma, you have a granddaughter! Hehe! Inca, meet grandma! ”

I also remembered that I hadn't introduced the little girl to the elders and the family, and the Inca couldn't understand the Tocharian language of the grandmother, so I happily pulled the little girl to introduce them to everyone one by one.

"Incas, this is Grandma, this is Aunt Doer! Su Feng, you will have an extra sister in the future, you must treat him well! Hahaha! ”

When I left home, my son Sufeng was still a toddler waiting for milk, and now he has become a young man in Yushu.

He was standing beside my grandmother, looking curiously at my father, who was already a stranger, and at this little girl of different races who had met for the first time.

"Su Feng has seen Abba!"

Su Feng seemed to have been deeply influenced by the teachings of Master Dugu, and bowed to me deeply, which made me feel like a spring breeze.

Father and son are connected by flesh and blood, and I have a successor to the Yi family in Jincheng!

The Incas have seen big scenes in the adult pile all year round, so they are not stage frightened at all.

Following my introduction, Tian Tian called out Grandma, Grandma, eldest brother and aunt, and then happily followed Brother Sufeng, who was of the same age, to visit the whole picture of Qingfengze's homeland.

A man came to report that all the silk and gold brought back from the East had been put into storage.

Qin Chong and Guo Helmet couldn't wait to meet their respective wives and children.

In the days that followed, news of our safe return soon spread to every corner of the royal city of Khotan.

Relatives and friends come one after another, and the celebratory feast can be eaten from early morning until late at night.

At the beginning, the three of us were very interested in introducing people to the adventures of these years and the customs of the countries on the way.

But after a few days, they were already too disturbed, and they had to go out hunting together to avoid visits and invitations from relatives and friends.

My wife, Kurina and Do'er, as well as a hundred and ten merchants who stayed at the hotel to take care of, and provided exquisite meals for the guests who came to congratulate them, were so busy all day long that they didn't even have the time to stop and chat with me.

Half a month later, all the ushering and sending came to an end slowly, and most of the resident merchants brought their own food to save the entanglement on the way.

Our family finally had time to sit together, drink a cup of green tea and chat.

"Big brother, sister-in-law, you have a nephew, just give me the Inca!"

After a family dinner, Doll opened her mouth to make a non-dividing request.

She didn't care about the Luminous Sea Pearl I gave her, and she completely started my Inca girl's idea.

"Duo'er, why haven't you been married for so many years? Don't wait for Chang'an any longer, hurry up and find a suitable person to marry. What kind of system does an unmarried woman become with a little baby who shouts mom by her side! ”

The Inca girl is my heart, and I love her more than Sufeng.

Once you promise her to be Duo'er's righteous daughter, how will you call me this Abba again in the future?

After listening to my refusal, Duo'er stopped talking, and her eyes instantly turned red.

My dear little sister, it has been so hard for her for so many years, except for the Inca girl, I am willing to compensate her with everything in the world.

"Husband, isn't it just to let the little girl change her mouth, what's the big deal, hehe. Duo'er, let the Inca call you to be grandma from now on. ”

My wife, Kuzhna, is generous, and the Inca is not her own anyway.

"Thank you, sister-in-law, sister-in-law is still good to me!"

Duo'er was very happy and got up to salute Kurina and thanked her, for fear that she would regret it one day.

"Why did the Inca call me after calling Dola Grandma? Can't you call my uncle? You two are ridiculous! ”

These two sisters-in-law are really women's knowledge, and I have no way to refute them, so I can only walk away angrily.

Unexpectedly, my mother also supported Do'er to accept Inca as a daughter, and was ready to organize a grand ceremony for her to accept her daughter, so that all relatives and friends could witness it.

Duo'er had grandma's sanctuary and had nothing to fear, and regardless of whether I agreed or not, she rushed to make two sets of colorful skirts for the Inca overnight, and sent a staff to invite all the clansmen of the Wei Chi and Lu clans inside and outside the royal city, and did this while the iron was hot.

The Inca girl travels among adults all year round, and she is good at seeing the wind and pleasing adults, so it is not difficult to get her to change her mind.

But it was difficult for her to change her name to my uncle.

From then on, they could only call each one his own, and still call me Abba.