In the midsummer of the second year of Long'an in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, we finally returned to our homeland in the Western Regions on the shore of the Great Lake of Khotan. ┏┛

The whole trip lasted more than five months, and it was a day and night journey along the old road that was westbound back then.

Even a few old friends who were good friends on the way did not visit again, so as not to delay time.

These include the Protector of the Fire Cult in Herat, the Persian Lady Demir, the Vajrana of Brahmana, and Samarkand in the High Annexed City. Uncle Lang Dong.

When they met again, Langdong's cousin's family had moved to Fulousha, the new capital of the Kushan Kingdom, the mage had passed away, and Princess Demir, who had fallen into the city, had already married another woman.

The years are not old, and life is short!

From acquaintance to meeting, from green silk to white hair, all the sorrows in the world are empty in the end.

The bronze wind chimes I hung up on the corner tower of the inn are still tinkling, and the water mill windmill on the shore of Qingfengze is still clattering and turning.

But in the poplar forest in front of the door, the bustling merchants and camels and horses of the past have disappeared, and there is no sound of schoolchildren reading in the academy.

The home full of joy and vitality five years ago seems to no longer exist.

Perhaps it is because I have experienced too many things in the past few years, and all the old scenes have added a layer of vicissitudes to my eyes.

This so-called situation is born of love!

Everything on the outside is still the same, but the person who has returned is no longer the young man he was at the beginning.

"Brother! Why is our house so lonely? Grandma, nothing will happen to them, right? ”

Gu Landuo asked a little frightened, in order to "return home" today, she specially changed into the Yuejin summer dress that her grandmother sewed for her when she left home.

"Miss, this is called homesickness! This is how we disposition every time we return from the old man's business! Ha ha! Brother Langton smiled happily.

Shamihan, on the other hand, had a solemn and sad face, and he was most worried about whether his wife Yinglan Lil was still in Qingfengze.

I haven't returned home for so many years, and the warm courtyard in the city of Khotan may have been empty.

The sound of horses' hooves in our group had already been heard into the inn, and several men who came out to greet the guests saw that the young master and the young lady had returned, and they all ran into the backyard to report the good news.

In an instant, dozens of family members surrounded a white-haired old woman and went out.

"My Doer! O Jincheng! The heavens have eyes! You're back! ”

The old lady raised her arms high, wailed and trembled towards us.

Only then did I recognize that the people who came were all my mothers, and she had grown old like this after more than three years, as a son of man, it was really unfilial!

Duo'er and I hurriedly dismounted, knelt down in front of the old mother, and shouted "Grandma" from the bottom of our hearts after a thousand words.

"Su'er, shout Ah Da!"

My wife, Kuzhna, was much thinner than before, her face was full of bitter joy, and she was holding a cute little baby in her arms and was laughing at me.

"Su'er! Do I have a son? ”

I couldn't believe my eyes, my child had come to earth after three years away from home.

As the saying goes, father and son are connected, this little baby doesn't recognize me at all, as if he knew me for a long time.

"Yes, your son! You were born the winter after you left, hehe! The great-grandfather gave him the official name of a girl's family, Feng Su! Easy sealant! ”

Mrs. Khotan, my mother, smiled heartily, swept away the gloom in my heart, and returned to the generosity and confidence of the past, which made us feel warm.

"The son of a daughter, don't die in the city! The family of Fengsu, happy with the prince! Our businessmant's mantle has a successor! Ha ha! When will they return, Grandpa? ”

I happily shook the child in my arms, and looked around at the family and men around me, all the old people were almost there, except for my grandfather and the old and young brothers in the caravan.

In Taishi Gong's "Biography of the Colony of Goods", Feng Su is the same as Shang Jia.

Giving such an official name to his great-grandson shows his grandfather's hard work, and he hopes that the business of our Yi family will be passed on from generation to generation.

"Husband, you don't know yet, our grandma has been confused for more than a year, and no one knows her. I didn't expect that as soon as you and Duo'er came back, they cured all of our mother's heart diseases! Amitabha, thank you to the Buddha and Bodhisattva of great mercy, our family's bad luck is finally over! ”

Kuzhina took Su'er and sighed with relief, as if she intended to put aside the topic of grandpa and the caravan for the time being.

The mother was holding Langton's hand tightly at this time, and Shamihan was already inseparable from his wife, Yinglanlil, and young daughter.

"Brother-in-law, why didn't you see Qin Chong?"

"And Liu Zhen'er! Why didn't that pot helmet Liu come back? ”

The little sister-in-law Kuria and Sister Uran on the side asked with a little regretful smile, they must have been very disappointed that they didn't see their crush in the returning horse team.

"It's a long story, let me tell you about it slowly in the future!"

All the guys and Sister Kabuhime greeted us like relatives on a long journey, and there was really no time to explain the ins and outs of the Canaanite uprising to the two beauties.

"Do'er! Get our money bags! I shouted to Gulando, who was laughing and laughing with the crowd

Now that the men had unloaded all the baggage from the horse, Doll found the money bag containing ten thousand Roman gold coins in a large pile of leather bags, and dragged it to me with a snort.

"Brothers and sisters! Thank you all for your perseverance in Qingfengze Inn over the years, and take care of my wife, children and mother at home on my behalf! Jincheng is courteous here! ”

I raised my hands in motion for everyone to be quiet, and bowed deeply to these relatives who grew up with our brothers and Gulando.

"Now Jincheng has made a little fortune in the West! Hehe! I'm here to give some dividends to my family! Ten gold per person, those who see it have a share! ”

Ten gold coins is about the salary of an adult man in my house for five years, and when I greeted him, everyone cheered and bowed to me in thanks.

"Sons and daughters, get up, we haven't been so festive for a long time! You deserve it! ”

My mother praised me for scattering my wealth, and even if I scattered all my money, it couldn't compare to her two children returning safely.

"Do'er, hurry up and divide the money! Brothers and sisters have a whole lot of things to do! Kill cattle and sheep, and put up lights! Invite all the relatives of Wangcheng to come over and celebrate! ”

The people happily took the Roman gold coins that were still stained with the warmth of horses' backs, and went about their own business with great gratitude.

In the next few days, there was an endless stream of relatives and business partners from all walks of life who came to congratulate them, sending away wave after wave.

From the mouths of my wife Kurina and the others, I also slowly figured out the various changes in Qingfengze's homeland in the past few years of westward travel.

In the first year of Long'an in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, that is, last year, grandfather Yi Linfeng died of illness on the way back from Jiankang, and grandmother Murong Qionglin also drove west a few months later.

My Yimen caravan was disbanded, and Uncle Suder built a grass hut in front of his grandfather's grave to guard his tomb and fulfill his filial piety for my children and grandchildren.

The rest of the caravan elders had scattered and returned to their hometowns.

Lu Yu, who has been with his grandfather all his life and is like a brother, also died last winter due to excessive sadness and recurrence of old age.

The history of their generation's Han people's struggle in the Western Regions and Khotan also came to an end because of the departure of the two.

According to business practice, a businessman who has not returned for three years is regarded as having lost his life.

Therefore, during the Qingming Festival this year, Kurina endured the pain and made her own opinions, and next to her grandfather's tomb, she erected seven clothed mounds for all of us westbound personnel.

And invited a high monk from Zanmo Temple to do a seven-year spiritualist ritual for us.

After the death of his grandfather, the caravan was disbanded, and the second brother, third brother, and grandfather who were far away in the Eastern Jin Dynasty were completely cut off.

Coupled with the uncertainty of my life and death with Gulando, one blow after another, my mother, Mrs. Khotan, who had always been as solid as a rock, completely lost her mind overnight and turned into a crazy old woman.

The whole family has survived to this day thanks to the hard support of my wife Kuzhina, and it is really difficult for her!

Three days later, I turned down all visitors, and instead of Uncle Sudersu, I went to the cottage in front of my grandfather's grave.

The Eastern Tuhan Kingdom has the folk custom of guarding the tomb of the deceased parents, and Uncle Su, a Rouran person who only has the friendship of master and servant with my family, can still do so.

As the eldest grandson of Yimen, how can I waste the humanistic gifts of the Han family.