Zhang Lao's medical skills are not excellent, but it is more than enough to deal with Qin Xuan's small injury. It had only been three days, and Qin Xuan felt full of strength. The complexion is radiant, and the face is also faintly ruddy. Wearing the coarse cloth robe brought by Zhang Lao, he walked out of the house in good spirits. In Zhang Lao's words, Qin Xuan's previous clothes were too fancy, so it was better not to wear them.

Dazzling and blue sky, quiet and distant earth. The autumn breeze blew slightly, and the jujube trees in front of the house rustled. Zhang Lao squatted in the courtyard and sorted out some herbs, sorted them into categories, and put them in a cloth bag. Qin Xuan stood at the door and looked at the fascinating late autumn scenery in front of him, took a few deep breaths, and tasted some refreshing and pleasant air. Slowly stepped forward, learning from the ancients and said, "Elder Zhang, thank you for taking care of you for three days." ”

"In Childe's previous words, it's not a family that doesn't enter a door, but a family that enters a door. It's all a family, what are you polite to the little old man. Zhang Lao stood up and stroked the goat's whiskers he was proud of, his face full of spring breeze.

"Elder Zhang, when will we leave? Kyoto, which is known as a prosperous city, has long been fascinated. ”

"Childe had said before that he was going straight to Kyoto. However, after thinking about it, Xiao Lao'er thought that he should go to Guangling County first, and then transfer to Kyoto. ”

"Why, what's wrong with going directly to Kyoto and changing some belongings to settle down on the spot?" Qin Xuan looked at Elder Zhang suspiciously and asked.

"You can't wait for the three of you to go on foot, can you? In addition, the longer the delay, the more money and goods are needed on the road. ”

Hearing this, Qin Xuan said in his heart: How can I forget this stubble, it will take more than a month to take a carriage from Chang'an, and it will not be a year to go on foot! Misstep, misstep! "It's a shame that Mr. Zhang is thoughtful."

Zhang Lao took care of himself so much, and now he was alone in the Tang Dynasty. It's better to recognize Zhang Lao as a parent, and he will not be alone in the future, and he will repay the grace of saving his life. I just don't know what Zhang Lao means? Just ask, it's okay if you want to or not anyway. Qin Xuan thought for a moment and opened his mouth to say, "That...... Elder Zhang, I have a reluctant invitation below, I don't know ......"

"But it doesn't hurt to say it!"

"Now that I have no relatives and no reason, I am alone, I don't know if I can have a relative with you and let you be an elder?" With the idea of recognizing his relatives, Qin Xuan didn't open his mouth and closed his mouth so politely.

"Haha, if you can afford me Zhang Yuanhan, then what reason does the little old man have to refuse! You said before that you are twenty and one this year, so you might as well call Xiao Lao'er an uncle, I don't know how? ”

The feeling of loneliness made Qin Xuan a little uncomfortable, and now the loneliness disappeared in an instant, and Qin Xuan, who was excited, did not keep the golden words under the knees of the men of the later generations, and knelt down and said: "Nephew to see uncle!" ”

"Haha, today my Zhang Yuanhan has this good nephew, it's really pleasant!"

A lonely young man in the Tang Dynasty, and an old man who is only accompanied by his young grandchildren. The two of them have relied on each other in their hearts, and it is really the boat that has found the shore, and the geese have found their nests.

The herbs dried in the hospital, Zhang Lao no longer cleaned up. Holding Qin Xuan's hand, he walked happily to the house, and the uncle and nephew opened their hearts and understood each other. Without the language barriers of "Gongzi" and "Zhang Lao", the relationship between the two naturally became closer quickly.

As the sun set, when they finished work and went home, Qin Xuan and Zhang Lao were still chatting enthusiastically. Xiao Rui'er, who went out to play, also rushed home like a sunset.

As soon as Xiao Rui'er entered the door, Zhang Lao hurriedly greeted Xiao Rui'er and said, "Rui'er, the future hero (Qin Xuan's own words) is your uncle, hurry up and meet you." "I can't express my excitement.

Xiao Rui'er looked at Qin Xuan blankly and didn't say a word. A pair of blazing eyes stared directly at Qin Xuan. Qin Xuan, who was embarrassed on the side, felt a trace of displeasure in his heart: You little rabbit cub, my brother and I have been a nephew, what's wrong with you being a nephew for me! I thought truthfully in my heart, but I can't say that! After stabilizing his emotions, Qin Xuan reached out and touched Xiao Rui'er's head, and asked with a smile: "What's the matter, Rui'er, don't you want to?" ”

Being touched by Qin Xuan, Xiao Rui'er was not very happy, and when Qin Xuan asked again, the small volcano erupted instantly. Raised his arm and flicked Qin Xuan's hand away, and said to Qin Xuan in a slightly childish tone mixed with dissatisfaction: "You are not a relative of my family, but just a living person saved by your grandfather, and you are not sure to be a good person or a bad person." I don't want to let a person who might be a bad guy be my uncle! ”

Xiao Rui'er gushed out such choked words, then turned around and ran to the back room, leaving only Qin Xuan and Zhang Lao, who were at a loss, there.

Zhang Lao on the side was slightly embarrassed, but he shook his head helplessly when he thought of what happened to Xiao Rui'er.

Qin Xuan, who didn't know the situation, asked Elder Zhang suspiciously: "Uncle, why did this Rui'er react so much?" It seems like I didn't do anything to hurt him. ”

"Hey, this has nothing to do with you." After a slight pause, Zhang Lao continued: "Last year, when my hard-working son went up the mountain to collect medicine, he accidentally fell to the bottom of the mountain and died. It didn't take long for Rui'er and her mother to leave with a foreigner, and since then Rui'er has been resistant to the living. Speaking of these past events, Zhang Lao's voice began to become hoarse, and his eyes turned slightly red.

These tragic stories, which could only be read from books, were so vividly placed in front of Qin Xuan's eyes. Qin Xuan's original displeasure with Rui'er in his heart was also cleared away. Thoughts flew wildly, and after half a moment, Qin Xuan understood that this little Rui'er was his first test in the Tang Dynasty.

"Uncle, don't think about it anymore, Rui'er's matter, let me solve it slowly by myself. After that, let's leave. Qin Xuan didn't say much, walked straight to the courtyard, leaned on the old jujube tree and closed his eyes. Originally, he was thinking about how to deal with Xiao Rui'er's affairs, and his thoughts flew inadvertently: Rui'er lost her father and mother, and her grief is so great, why shouldn't I. Inexplicably crossed over, where are my parents? Mom and Dad, I miss you! My son misses you in the Tang Dynasty! My son is alive and well now, and he has not been buried in Chengdu, so you must live strongly......

Tears were wrapped in dead eyes, and teeth were clenched together. Qin Xuan's mind kept rolling the scenes in the afterlife, and he involuntarily took out his mobile phone from the clothes room and looked at the photo with his parents. His parents' faces pierced his heart like a sharp thorn......

At this time, Xiao Rui'er, who was lying on the window of the inner room, looked at Qin Xuan intently. The displeasure of grandpa wanting to lie on the window and look at this living person has also vanished. Did this uncle lose his father and mother like me?

The idea of going out to recognize this uncle suddenly popped into Xiao Rui'er's mind, but he retreated when he remembered Fang Cai's own attitude.

Qin Xuan's tears flowed into two waterlines, not wanting his uncle and Xiao Rui'er to see his fragile side, so he slowly walked out of the courtyard gate and walked towards the riverbank in the east of the village.

The ink was sprinkled in a river, and immediately turned to the sky. At night, coquettishly, shyly stirred up the fog. Qin Xuan was dressed in a coarse cloth robe, standing on the wooden bridge by the river. The evening breeze gently blew across his face, and the corners of his long clothes fluttered.

If it weren't for the earthquake, maybe I would still be in Chengdu, still exploring with Professor Hu; I am still looking forward to the Beijing Olympics with my buddies and brothers; is still eating and chatting with his parents...... The tumbling water hits the banks of the river, playing a beautiful natural music. And Qin Xuan, who was standing here looking into the distance, seemed to be moistened by the splash.

The shocking earthquake brought me here, and I survived. But I don't know what my parents are like now. Drops of crystal tears dripped down from Qin Xuan's eyes. "Bang-" hit the wooden bridge at Qin Xuan's feet, and fell into a few pieces of worry and longing. Qin Xuan took a deep breath, the air was as cool as water, closed his eyes, and thought for a long time.

From a Chinese college student in the 21st century, from a lover immersed in poetry and songs, from a petite son loved by his parents, he inexplicably came to the Tang Dynasty, became a down-and-out scholar, and became a lonely person. Qin Xuan, who has always been optimistic, thought that he could accept this trick from God, but he never thought that Xiao Rui'er touched the most fragile nerve in his heart. Relatives and friends thousands of years later, I am thinking of you......

The evening breeze with a slight smell of water and grass is ravaged by the chill of late autumn. Qin Xuan shuddered suddenly. "Uncle, it's windy here, beware of the cold, let's go home as soon as possible!" Xiao Rui'er, who was standing far away, recognized this uncle, and he could understand his uncle's current mood. His father accidentally fell to the bottom of the mountain while collecting medicine and died, and his mother left him and left. In his heart, he and the uncle in front of him are both poor people who have lost their parents, and they both have the pain of missing their parents.

Closing his eyes and calming down the waves in his heart a little, Qin Xuan showed a friendly smile, took a few big steps, and stepped forward to hold Xiao Rui'er's hand. "Rui'er, do you recognize me as an uncle?"

"Yes, I admit it!" Xiao Rui'er replied firmly, maybe he hoped that he could reduce his uncle's longing for his parents.

"Why? Aren't you afraid I'm a bad person? ”

"No, uncle must not be a bad person! Really, I can feel it. ”

Qin Xuan and Xiao Rui'er must not know that under a tree a little farther away, there was an old man named Zhang Yunhan who was crying. first lost his wife and then his son, and his story also has some sad elements......

Zhangjiazhuang, sheep intestine dirt road. "Uncle, can you teach me?" Xiao Rui'er suddenly grabbed Qin Xuan's hand and asked expectantly.

"Of course, my uncle has a lot of college questions, I'm afraid you won't be able to finish your studies!" Qin Xuan stretched out his hand and gently scratched Xiao Rui'er's nose.

"Then I won't go out to play tomorrow, follow your uncle to study college!"

The uncle and nephew rushed home with a smile and a smile, and Zhang Lao left in a hurry long ago. An old man who lost his wife and children, a young man who was lonely because of the crossing, and a child who was young but lost his parents, what kind of people are these three people, and what kind of family do they form ......;