The old man Du Tao used the power of wine to pour out his sorrows and sufferings to Fan Li. After the depression in his heart was released, fatigue struck, and the old man fell asleep on the table.

Fan Li didn't drink much, and he wasn't drunk yet. The old man's suffering caused him deep pity.

After hundreds of years of war, there are not many people left, plus robbers and bandits, and the people have no way to live.

Fan Li was born in a peasant family and became a high-ranking official, and for decades, he has been walking among the people and has seen too much suffering of the people at the bottom. In his heart, he has not only the heroic complex of making meritorious achievements, but also the compassion of saving the suffering. When he reached the highest position of a human minister, he found that what he could do was still limited, and the idea of being born took over.

When he found that after success, he couldn't even save his life if he didn't leave, so he absolutely left, but his mood was full of sadness.

Fan Li put the old man on the bed with his arms and hugged him, and cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks. He sat for a while in front of the lone lamp, sighed deeply, and then stood up and prepared to sleep.

There are two beds in the house, each in two rooms. This should be the old man and his son and daughter-in-law each used a room.

Fan Li returned to the room where Xiaobo slept, and he could only sleep in the same bed with Xiaobo. He brought the oil lamp and illuminated the sleeping child, only to see Xiaobo sleeping soundly, with a happy smile on his pure face.

This child still doesn't know that the world is difficult, his innocence has faded the suffering, and he doesn't understand how much effort his grandfather has poured into his growth.

Suddenly, Bob giggled. Said clearly: "Uncle, I want to ride a horse!" ”

Fan Li's heart was warm, and he had the urge to hug this child. He stood in front of the bed, stared at Xiaobo for a moment, and then lay down. Blew out the oil lamp.

Outside came the sound of horses grazing. In this desolate little village, you can't hear the roosters or the dogs. It's as quiet as no one. Not far behind the village, there seems to be a huge sound of the Yangtze River flowing.

Fan Li fell asleep with infinite emotion.

The next morning, when Fan Li got up, it was not very bright. When he came to the courtyard, he saw that the old man had already gotten up and was giving grass to the horses. Seeing Fan Li, he said with a smile: "Brother, it's still early, why don't you sleep for a while." ”

Fan Li said: "If you sleep enough, your waist will hurt if you sleep again." ”

The old man said, "Alas, I'm old, I only drank a few bowls of wine last night, and I was so drunk that I want you to clean up the dishes and chopsticks." When people get old, they are useless. ”

The old man had an apologetic look on his face, as if he had forgotten the pain that had made him cry bitterly last night. Fan Li said: "The old man invited me to come, so he didn't treat Fan Li as an outsider. I should clean up. ”

The old man said movingly: "You are a famous hero. It is the glory of the old man that you can come to my house for a night. There are few people in the world who can have such glory. ”

Fan Li said: "Old man, don't say that, Fan Li is a junior in front of you." I admire you for raising your grandson. When people live in the world, they must have responsibility. ”

The old man retracted his smile. He sighed and said, "If it's not my grandson, I won't be able to live to the present." Whenever I was too tired to get up, I said to myself, grit my teeth and hold on, my grandson hasn't grown up yet. ”

Fan Li said sincerely: "Actually, Fan Li is far worse than you." Oh, by the way, Xiaobo's mother Shaojiang didn't have any news later? ”

The old man's expression darkened, and he shook his head and said, "No, after being captured, there was no news at all. I fear that the child is no longer alive. Because this child has a very strong temperament, she is likely to be unwilling to be insulted by the bandits and commit suicide. ”

Fan Li was sad in his heart: "Poor Xiaobo, he has no father and mother since he was a child. Are there any marks on the young ginger? ”

The old man looked up at Fan Li and said, "What do you mean ......?"

Fan Li said: "If I see her, tell her to come back and take care of Xiaobo, after all, you are old." ”

The old man said, "Thank you, brother, you are a good person." My child was very beautiful, tall, with a pale complexion, a red mole in the center of her eyebrow, which was very conspicuous, and a finger-sized pink birthmark under her left ear. ”

Fan Li said: "I wrote it down. Have you ever been to this place in Black Dragon Pass? ”

The old man glanced at Fan Li again, shook his head, and said, "I haven't been there." I used to think of going to her. After all, a grandson needs a mother, but I, an old man, still have a child, what can I do? Just find it, can she come and go freely? Can the bandits let her go? If something happens to me and I die, who will feed my grandchildren? After thinking about it like this, I finally gave up the idea of going to her. ”

Fan Li nodded and said, "I know." It makes sense for you to think about it this way. ”

The old man said, "You can wander around for a while, and I'll make breakfast." ”

Xiaobo also doesn't sleep early. When I got up, I went straight to see the horse.

"Uncle, this horse is running fast, right?"

"Soon. People ride on it, and the wind is whistling in their ears. ”

"Ah, that's good. Is it fun for people to fight on horseback? ”

"It's not fun. You must have a high level of martial arts, or you will be killed by the enemy. ”

"Uncle, your martial arts are very high, right?"

"Uncle's martial arts are okay, otherwise he would have been killed by the enemy a long time ago."

"Uncle, have you ever fought?"

"I've fought battles, and Uncle has fought many, many battles."

"Ahh

In Xiaobo's eyes, Fan Li suddenly became much taller. This uncle can ride horses, and has fought many, many battles, and his martial arts must be very high. Because he has not yet been killed by the enemy.

Xiaobo said, "Uncle, can I practice martial arts?" ”

Fan Li said: "Tell uncle, why are you practicing martial arts?" ”

Xiaobo said: "Just like you, go to war on horseback." ”

Fan Li squatted down. Touching Xiaobo's face, he said, "Child, don't think like that, it's not fun to fight at all." It's also dangerous. As for you, you are growing up day by day, but grandpa is getting old day by day, and he can't work hard. You have to take care of grandpa. You can take good care of your grandfather and let him spend his old age in peace. You are the number one hero in the world. ”

Xiaobo blinked and wondered, "This is also called a hero?" ”

Fan Li said in an affirmative tone: "This is the real hero!" ”

While chatting, the old man Du Tao shouted, "Xiaobo, I've brought Uncle to dinner." ”

After breakfast, Fan Li took out some silver horns and said to the old man Dutao: "Old man, thank you for taking care of it, you can use these money to supplement the family." ”

The old man hurriedly excused himself: "No, no, I can't help it." I took you home because I wanted someone to drink and talk to. Nothing else. ”。

Fan Li said: "Old man, you're welcome, Fan Li has no other skills, and he can't help you." Take that little thing. ”

The old man accepted it with great gratitude. He picked up the boat and said, "Let's go, I'll send you across the river." ”