The day when Jiang Yan was confirmed to be certain by Lang Zhong was his fourteenth birthday.

He was born frail, his family was poor, and his parents toiled day and night to barely afford those expensive medicinal herbs to hang his life.

Not being frightened, not being able to lift heavy objects, or even wanting to run a few steps fast is a luxury.

Even though everyone greeted him with a smile, everyone said: "After the New Year, our Ah Yan will be fine." Then you will be able to go to the academy and help your family. ”

His own body, he knows best.

"Ah Yan, you have your birthday today, why did you run out by yourself?"

Every time Lao Langzhong spoke, his snow-white beard trembled, and often children went to pull his beard, and he was not annoyed, but shook his head helplessly, and then said slowly: "If you touch my beard, you will live to be ninety-nine years old......."

Jiang Yan blinked, then reached out and gently touched his beard, "Old Langzhong, can I really live to be ninety-nine years old?"

"Yes, our Ah Yan is so well-behaved, we will definitely be able to live a long life. ”

He shook his head slowly and said softly: "Lao Langzhong, you don't have to coax me, I know it in my heart." I snuck out today just to ask you, how many days do I have?"

Lao Langzhong turned around and made a cup of hot tea, and walked to his side, "Ah Yan, your parents just didn't want you to worry, so they deliberately didn't say it." ”

There was a faint scent of herbs on his body, Jiang Yan held the hot tea in his hand, lowered his eyes and said, "I know, so I came to you." Something has been wrong with their attitude lately, and even if you don't say it, I know it won't be long. ”

"Lao Langzhong, please let me feel at ease. ”

The snow outside the house gradually became heavier, and large snowflakes condensed into balls, falling to the ground with a small rustling sound.

Jiang Yan thanked Lao Langzhong, wrapped in heavy clothes, and walked in the falling snow.

The shoes on his feet didn't fit well, but they were warm enough, and even though the outer layer was wet, it still didn't make him feel cold.

"Ayan, where have you gone? ”

Seeing him enter the door, the people in the room put away their anxious looks, and stepped forward to rub his fingers and eartips that were red from the cold, "If Ah Yan wants to go out, pick a good day." It's been snowing in the last few days, and when the snow melts, my mother will accompany you out for a walk. ”

The middle-aged man took out a delicate hand stove from under the futon and stuffed it into his arms, "Ah Yan likes to paint, my father has gone to ask Wang Dashanren, and the plum trees in his house have also bloomed recently, and when the snow stops, Ah Yan can go and paint a few plum blossoms." ”

The frozen red complexion returned to normal after a while, Jiang Yan raised his head, raised the corners of his mouth at the smiling faces in the room, and responded softly: "Okay." ”

On the night of his fourteenth birthday, in the dark night sky for a long time, an extremely bright star suddenly fell.

"Mother, another star has fallen. He lay in his father's warm embrace, looking out the window, "Who else has returned to heaven?"

The woman's rough but warm palm gently rubbed his back, and her voice was low and soft, "Yes." But we, Ah Yan, will definitely live to be ninety-nine years old. ”

This heavy snow fell for three days.

Wang Dashan prepared all the materials early in the morning, and even the snow under the plum trees was swept clean. Even around the prepared square table, two pots of smokeless charcoal were placed.

It was clear that he didn't have to bring anything, but before Jiang Yan left, he still put his brush, which had been used for a long time and had some forks, into his sleeve.

The best rice paper, the best paint, and even the clear chicken soup simmering on the fire were all delicacies he had never tasted.

His body was already fragile.

Even though there were two braziers around him, he was still shivering, and with a shake of his right hand, the tip of the pen fell a dazzling scarlet on the rice paper.

"Ah Yan, this is for me?"

Wang Dashan is not confused, and the red plum picture in his hand is immature, but he paints it extremely seriously, "Okay, then I will frame it, and when Ah Yan grows up, I will take a look at this red plum picture." ”

His hands tightened behind his back, clutching the ruined picture tightly in his palms.

"Thank you, Uncle Wang," Jiang Yan raised his head with a smile, his voice brisk, "You will definitely live a long life." ”

Before leaving, he refused all his money and clothes, and only took a piece of peach cake from the white porcelain plate on the side. I wrapped it in a brocade handkerchief, and then put it in my arms.

His father was waiting for him outside the palace.

Seeing him come out, the worry on his face quickly changed to a loving smile, "Ah Yan has anything you want, Dad will buy it for you." ”

Jiang Yan looked around, and his gaze fell on a stall in the distance, "Rock sugar gourd." ”

"Okay, Ah Yan don't move here, Dad will go back when he goes. ”

Jiang Yan, who had never run before, strode backwards with his thin legs the moment his father turned around.

Before going out today, he took all his savings with him.

In the longevity shop in the north of the town, he ordered a coffin for himself.

"Uncle Zheng, I'm sorry for you. He gently flattened the red plum picture that had been crumpled by himself, and then put it in the coffin, "When it was delivered to my house, he told my father and mother that Ah Yan was back." ”

Because of Zheng Xiao's bad business, the people in the town were reluctant to talk to him.

Except for Jiang Yan.

"Ah Yan, how can I say this. He put all the money back into Jiang Yan's palm, frowning clearly, but his voice was very soft, "Your father and mother know, how can I explain to them." ”

"Uncle Zheng, you misunderstood. ”

Jiang Yan smiled slightly, a pair of bright eyes flashed, "I still have to wait for my father to buy me a rock sugar gourd, so I can only let Uncle Zheng take the first step." I'll go back when I get back to Daddy. ”

Zheng Xiao touched his head embarrassedly and said softly: "So that's the case, that's because I'm too careful." But Ah Yan also needs to go home quickly, although the snow has stopped, it is still very cold. ”

Jiang Yan nodded with a smile, thanked him again, and turned around and walked out.

He stood quietly aside, watching Zheng Xiao's men send the small coffin out before continuing to walk north.

The town is not very large, and it will not take long for the news of his disappearance to be known.

Jiang Yan first walked for two quarters of an hour, and then turned to the east.

The call of the crowd came from afar, riding the cold winter wind on his face.

He looked around, found a larger stone under the tree, and leaned down on it.

By the time they passed in front of him, it was already dark, and his clothes did not fit, and he shrank down slightly, hiding most of his face between the boulder and his clothes.

No one would have thought that Jiang Yan, who was not in good health, would lie on the cold stone in the cold winter wax moon.

The light of the fire and the sound of people faded away, and then he trembled and straightened up, wrapped his oversized clothes tightly, and staggered forward.

"If you take care of it, you can still live the New Year. ”

Lao Langzhong's words seemed to be ringing in his ears again, today is his birthday, and it is also the second day of the lunar month.

He couldn't hear the sound of firecrackers on the first day.

Fourteen-year-old Jiang Yan left this northwest town with him in less than a month.

Now he can do whatever he wants, and no one will stop him anymore.

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