Just as the group was walking along the lush valley road in the cherry blossom mountains, the outside of Tokyo at this time seemed to be covered in silver.

Riding a horse and pacing on the bank of the already frozen yellow water, Xiao Jinxing looked at the tall Tokyo city in the southern shadows, and recalled the past when he and Zhao Qinger had outing, playing, and playing on the bank of the yellow water.

But when the two of them arrived in Tokyo at the end of summer, the weeping willows on the banks of the yellow water went all the way east, and when the breeze came out, the willows swayed like fairies in the sky caressing their long hair.

But now, the frozen yellow water in Xiao Jinxing's eyes no longer has the magnificence of the first meeting and the impressive momentum of every goodbye.

Just as he had conquered the dragon himself, Xiao Jinxing's eyes only had the dead and empty water and the loneliness without the rhythm of life.

And the huge weeping willows that grow all the way to the east are like withered old men who are about to die, shriveled and ugly.

In this way, along the road in his memory, Xiao Jinxing slowly walked eastward, and with every step of the war horse under his crotch, his eyes would dim a little.

A thatched hut appeared in front of Xiao Jinxing, which made him, who had not seen life for a long time, finally walk towards the thatched hut with a hint of expectation.

"Da-da-da-da."

The sound of the war horse stepping on the hard earth came faster and faster, like the heartbeat of its owner on its back.

Because Xiao Jinxing unexpectedly found that there was curling smoke on the thatched roof that was getting closer and closer to him.

Although the faint white smoke emitted by this stove was not conspicuous under the heavy snow in this cold winter, it was this trace of vitality that made Xiao Jinxing's gloomy gaze shine again.

Approaching the hut, Xiao Jinxing jumped off his horse, and then he waved his hand to the hundreds of soldiers who were following far behind him to signal them not to approach, and then slowly paced towards the hut.

This thatched hut is backed by the yellow water, facing the direction of Tokyo City, although it is extremely simple, and there is not even a fence standing alone on the shore of the yellow water, but I don't know why, the more Xiao Jinxing looks at it, the more happy he becomes.

"In the future, we will also build a house by the Yellow Water, you go out every day to fish and grow vegetables, I will sew clothes and cook at home, okay?"

"But I won't build a house."

"That's easy, you see there are a few thatched huts over there, let's just build that simple."

"That's not good, this thatched house is extremely simple, it's just in summer, and it can freeze people to death in winter, so forget it, when Brother Zishuo ascends the throne and gives me a title, we will have a fief and a fief, and naturally someone will build a house for us."

"Why are you angry? Why don't you speak? Qing'er, did I say something wrong? Qing'er, I'll sing you a song. ”

"Brother Xiao, Qing'er doesn't want you to ask for any title at all, Qing'er just wants to stay with you every day, and it's enough to have a thatched house that can shelter from the wind and rain."

.......

Xiao Jinxing's mind echoed the scene when he and Zhao Qing'er were walking by the yellow water, but unconsciously walked into this thatched house that Zhao Qing'er wanted at the beginning.

"Squeak."

As the door of the thatched house was gently pushed open by Xiao Jinxing, a glimmer of light spilled into the dark room.

With this glimmer of light, Xiao Jinxing, who woke up from his memories, vaguely saw an old woman with a slumped back slowly stuffing a dead wood into the stove with a trembling back.

Xiao Jinxing smiled slightly, and said in his heart When this army is besieging the city, I am afraid that only in this way will the old man hold his house without fear of military disasters and war.

He closed the door of the thatched hut with his hand, and then gently closed his eyes to adjust to the little light in the dark house, and when he opened his eyes again after a few breaths, he could see the furnishings in the house more clearly.

A straw mat piled with pale yellow straw straw, a spinning machine for weaving. It's all the stuff in the thatched hut except for the stove.

"Old man, I passed by here and wanted to come to your house to avoid the cold, I don't know if it's inconvenient?"

Xiao Jinxing pleaded respectfully while turning his head to look at the old woman who had never looked up.

But when he saw the old woman's face, Xiao Jinxing's pupils dilated several times, and two lines of tears ran down his cheeks.

"It's really cold on this snowy day. Now that you're all in, find a place to sit.

I'm afraid that the old woman has nothing here, and she can't keep you out of the cold. ”

The old woman said slowly, and then continued to fill a branch into the stove, then smiled and continued: "At present, there is no one in the city to buy the old woman's Par.

These grains of rice are still left over from Huang Sanniang to me half a month ago, if you don't dislike the porridge in this pot, then drink a bowl to warm your body.

The old woman is old, and she really can't see clearly, so she also invites the guests to serve a bowl of porridge by themselves, hehe. ”

After the old woman finished speaking, she trembled and stretched out her hand to the stove, and saw a broken bowl on the ground, and I don't know how many years it has been used.

Xiao Jinxing, who was still in tears, was afraid that the old woman would hear his crying, so he walked up to the old woman and picked up the broken bowl, and at the same time lifted the heavy lid of the pot and saw a few fingers of rice grains rolling in the boiling water.

Filled a bowl of boiling water with rice grains, Xiao Jinxing blew into the bowl, walked in front of the old woman and slowly squatted down, and stretched out the wooden spoon with water in his hand into the old woman's mouth.

The old woman sensed a trace of heat, and knew that this was someone who came to feed her porridge and rice, and after being slightly stunned, the old woman was not polite, and then opened her mouth and let Xiao Jinxing put the wooden spoon into her mouth.

Xiao Jinxing fed the cold porridge to the old woman spoonful by spoonful, during which neither of them spoke, and when the broken bowl was empty, Xiao Jinxing, who had calmed down his excitement, wiped his face and said: "Old man, you have been weaving Par for so many years, and I also bought Par from you back then." ”

"Hehe, no, it's not like that."

The old woman shook her head suddenly, and said with a smile: "That Par was given to you by the old man." Think about it, it's been twenty years. ”

The old woman finished speaking slowly, and she was stunned and realized that the old woman had recognized her by her voice, Xiao Jinxing could no longer hide the sadness in her heart, and cried like a child.

Even though he tried his best to hide and prevent the cry from sounding out of his mouth, the muffled cry of "woo" still sounded with his breath and breath.

The old woman stretched out her hand and gently touched Xiao Jinxing's face.

"Good boy, the two of you were talented and beautiful at the beginning, how can you forget your old body.

Although the old body is blind, but the brain is very bright, what the two of you said back then, the expression on the face of the old body still remembers it clearly.

I remember that the old man gave you a pair of mandarin ducks embroidered on it, and the mandarin ducks that had just probed from the reeds on the calm river.

Isn't that right? ”

The old woman said with a smile while wiping away the tears that kept flowing for Xiao Jinxing.

Xiao Jinxing trembled and took out a piece of silk cloth from his arms, and the piece of Pal, which still left dark red blood, was neatly wrapped in the silk cloth.

He choked up and said as he handed Par into the old woman's hands along with the cloth:

"I forgot, I even forgot Qing'er's face.

Tell me, old man, what does she look like? ”

The old woman took the cloth handed to her by Xiao Jinxing, and carefully and gently touched the pal inch by inch, until she touched the thickest and hardest blood stain in the middle of the pal.

"The old man has lived for more than seventy years, and he has never seen a girl as beautiful as her.

That day, the baby walked from Huang Sanniang's stall to the old body's stall, and looked carefully at the objects I embroidered.

She was dressed in a green dress made of yarn, and when a gust of wind blew, the clothes would be gently blown by the wind. Her skin was extremely fair, and she was not at all an ordinary woman who had been subjected to fireworks.

Big eyes, pointed face, faint eyebrows, and a smile make the old body can't help but look at it a few more times.

The baby talks very politely, even if she is a hawker like an old man, she doesn't forget the title of aunt, aunt.

The old man was happy from the bottom of his heart, so he gave her this par.

Originally, this Paer was a meeting gift for Huang Sanniang's daughter-in-law who wanted to pass through the door, and he didn't plan to sell it

......”

The old woman held Napar in the palm of her hand and told Xiao Jinxing, who was obsessed with listening to the past, lightly.

Xiao Jinxing's tears finally stopped flowing, and the old woman's voice was interrupted by a violent cough.

Xiao Jinxing hurriedly got up and prepared to bring some hot water for the old woman, but he couldn't find the location of the water tank.

"Baby, go and use this bowl to decorate some snow in the yard, take it to the stove and let it melt for a while." The old woman, who was no longer coughing violently, said with difficulty.

Xiao Jinxing hurriedly got up, pushed open the thatched house, walked to the courtyard, and after taking a bowl of snow, he took it into the thatched house and put it on the stove.

When he turned to look at the old woman again, he saw that the old woman had closed her eyes.

Xiao Jinxing was shocked, and hurriedly walked in front of the old woman, and when he squatted down to take a closer look, he saw that the old woman was just asleep.

People are sleepy and light, Xiao Jinxing just squatted down, the old woman opened her eyes again, and slowly handed the cloth in her hand to Xiao Jinxing, while she seemed embarrassed and said:

"This person is not very useful when he is old, he is not sleepy enough, and he is so cold that he can't sleep at night. Therefore, you can only borrow some hot air to sleep for a while every day when the fire is not completely extinguished.

But I didn't expect that today's distinguished guests would make you smile. ”

Xiao Jinxing turned his head to look at the stove that seemed to have been completely extinguished, and then immediately took off the bearskin drape he was wearing and draped it on the old woman's back.

Xiao Jinxing, who suddenly felt unusually cold, frowned slightly, and then deeply realized what the old woman said, the feeling of being so cold that she couldn't sleep.

"How can this be made, how can this be made.

Baby, although the old body has never worn fur, I have also seen those dignitaries wear it, and this fur dress cannot be exchanged even if the old body is sold.

Go ahead or you'll stain your clothes. ”

The old woman said tremblingly, and as she spoke, she was about to tear off the fur on her body.