Chen Yi carried the seventy-pound girl's mother, silently followed the little girl around the town, and finally came to a dilapidated and dirty residential area on the edge of the town.

The little girl stopped in front of the ruins of a house that was no longer a house.

"It's quiet. ”

An old man with a cane shouted behind him.

Chen Yi turned his head and saw a lame old man in his sixties looking at this side. The old man's clothes were patched and worn. Although his face is withered, his spirit is still there.

"Grandpa Qu"

The little girl who didn't say a word along the way saw the familiar person, and finally couldn't hold it back, ran forward and hugged the lame old man and cried, turning all her sadness into tears.

Chen Yi didn't bother, and stood silently aside, until the little girl was tired of crying and curled up to the side.

The old man came to Chen Yi and saw the corpse in the mat, and sighed slightly

"Alas, it's okay to leave, the child's father is not so lonely, don't worry, I will take care of the tranquility. ”

The old man said to Chen Yi

"This son, I thank you Qingyou. ”

After saying that, he was about to kneel, Chen Yi grabbed the old man and said

"Old man, let's take care of the child's mother's affairs first. ”

Chen Yi took out another twenty taels of silver from his arms and stuffed them into the old man's hand

"Old man, find a few people to help, and buy a good pair of longevity materials by the way"

The old man hurriedly excused himself and said

"It doesn't take so much, it's good for people like us to use one, two, or two, and everything can be done. ”

For a poor family like the old man, he has never seen much silver, and it is considered a good family to have a few copper coins, and twenty taels of silver can be spent for several years.

Chen Yi didn't take the silver from the old man, but looked at the old man silently.

The old man looked at Chen Yi's clear gaze, retracted his hand helplessly, clutched the twenty taels of silver in his hand tightly and limped to find someone to help.

Chen Yi did not let go of the quiet mother, there used to be a saying in the village that when a person dies, he can't put it on the ground when he lifts it, he can only wait until after the coffin. Although Chen Yi didn't know what the principle was, he felt that he should do it.

Qingyou still didn't talk to Chen Yi, standing silently beside Chen Yi, reaching out and handing the gold back to Chen Yi.

Chen Yi looked at Qingyou, who was only about three years younger than him, but he was not as tall as his shoulders. The face is yellow and thin, unkempt, and Yan Yan really looks like a little beggar.

Chen Yi shook his head and said that he didn't have to return it.

Qingyou still stretched out her hand, looking at Chen Yi with her eyes persistently, without the intention of retracting her hand.

Chen Yi looked at this stubborn little girl, and had no choice but to take the gold.

After a while, the old man found someone, brought back a mouthful of longevity materials, and bought a new set of cloth clothes. Chen Yi handed over the body of Qing Youniang to the people who came to help to clean and bury.

came to the old man Qu who was squatting in the corner of the wall and smoking a dry cigarette, and silently accompanied the old man to squat at the foot of the wall.

Qu He took a sharp puff of dry flue

"Qingyou's family was not too rich to be good, her father knew a few words, set up a stall on the street to buy steamed buns, and was very popular. Her mother is a well-known handsome little lady in the neighborhood, and she is virtuous and reasonable. ”

The old man paused, took another puff of cigarette, and handed the smoke pot to Chen Yi, who shook his head.

Later, a bully in the town took a fancy to her mother, and took advantage of her father to sell buns on the street, and insulted her mother. Her father was beaten to death when he went to seek justice, and his mother was also crazy, and when she ran around, Qingyou always followed her, often only coming back once in ten days and a half months, but I didn't expect this time...... Alas, this child has a hard life. ”

Chen Yi took out the wine jug on his waist and poured it, handed it to the old man, the old man took the wine jug, gently poured a small sip in the palm of his hand, and raised his head to drink.

Chen Yi knew that the old man was afraid of dirtying his wine jug, so he drank it like this.

Chen Yi stood up and found a bowl and poured a full bowl for the old man.

Tying up the flask, Chen Yi walked towards the town.

Under the blood of the remnant sun, a fat man with a fat head and big ears was blocked by a thin and handsome swordsman with a sword, and fell in a pool of blood.

The elongated back of the young man in the slanting sun was as long as the anger in the young man's heart.

The young man once thought that he would not use a sword against civilians, but everything was too naïve, and the wicked in this world did not distinguish between strong and weak.

The evil of the ancients came, there were both strong and weak, there were grievances in the heart, and the sword comforted a few.

Chen Yi never wanted to be a saint who saved the world, he was not so great. But there are some things that you have to do, otherwise how can you be worthy of the three-foot Qingfeng in your hand.

Chen Yi didn't rush back, and walked slowly in the alley. When he returned to Qingyou's house, everything had been done, and a temporary shed was set up as a mourning hall.

Qingyou knelt in front of the mourning hall and didn't cry, silently.

Chen Yi handed the two sets of new clothes he was carrying to Qing You, and looked at Chen Yi silently without answering.

Chen Yi said

"Your mother must want you to give her her one last ride beautifully. ”

After listening to Chen Yi's words, Qingyou took the clothes, stood up, and went to the next door to change clothes.

Chen Yi squatted in front of the brazier in the mourning hall, pinched a handful of dark money, and put it into the brazier one by one.

The swaying firelight reflected Chenyi's delicate face, carefree and calm.

Wake the spirit, send the funeral, bury it, everything comes according to local customs. The old man returned the remaining fifteen taels of silver to Chen Yi, but Chen Yi did not accept it.

On the third day, Qingyou looked back at the hometown where she was born and raised, the ruins and broken walls, the newly built shed, everything is a memory.

"Let's go"

Chen Yi touched the girl's head.

Although she still hasn't said a word to Chen Yi until now, the warm hands in her heart have become her biggest support, and she is afraid that as soon as she opens her mouth, she will part.

At first, she didn't talk to Chen Yi because she felt that even if she sold to Chen Yi now, she didn't want to bow her head, and in her eyes, she was a bad person in the world except for her parents and Grandpa Qu.

But Chen Yi didn't ask for anything, she has always taken care of herself like a warm-hearted big brother, and accompanied herself through the darkest days, she knows that this big brother is different. Because she lost too much, she was even more afraid of losing, so she didn't talk to Chen Yi all the time, afraid that she would part as soon as she opened her mouth.

The three of them carried the town farther and farther away. Old man Qu said that there is nothing nostalgic here, it is a sad place, whether it is himself or quiet, so he decided to return to his hometown Mingquan Village to live with Qingyou, poor is poor, at least more stable.

Listening to the old man Qu said that he was arrogant when he was young, he felt that the countryside was unproductive, and he wanted to come out to break into the sky, and he was still ambitious at first, but then he was worn out of his sharpness, and he didn't break out of anything, and he felt that he would rather live outside than be embarrassed to go back.

If it weren't for the sake of tranquility, he would rather die in a foreign country than go back, even if it was the land where he was born and raised in his dreams, this might be the last trace of arrogance of the old man.

The young man was not Lingyun

The white hair is the old man after all