In Baidi City, there is no place more lively than the tea mountain in spring, when the day is just slightly bright, a large group of tea farmers come out of the thatched hut, in groups of three or five, from a small village to the tea mountain, to start a hard day. There is no more lonely than the tea mountains in winter, with low tea tree stumps, or submerged in the clouds, or hidden in the snow, hidden in the vast mountains, and even the most noisy sparrows do not come to accompany them.

The world only knows that the desert is lonely, but they don't know that at the foot of the tea mountain, which is not far from the crowd, the wisp of green smoke is also lonely. Under the green smoke sat an old man with gray hair, who got up from time to time to add some firewood to the fire, and put his already dry hands by the fire to warm them.

In winter, there are few guests on the tea mountain, after getting up from the wet and cold bed early in the morning, the old man Ding will sit like this, and when someone brings food to eat at the bottom of the mountain, he will move his position again, and after waiting for people to leave, he will snuggle up by the fire again.

Old man Ding was not alone at the beginning, he also had a wife and daughter in his early years, and even adopted a child picked up by the roadside, but he didn't live long, leaving Old Man Ding alone in the world.

People have to have a bite to eat when they live, and Old Man Ding doesn't know how long he can live, maybe he will be buried on this mountain that day, and when someone brings a meal, he will have an extra bite of food to eat.

It's just that the person who delivered the meal today is really not popular, obviously he hasn't seen him for a long time, and this year he suddenly started to be active again.

When you meet someone, you will smile first, showing a row of white teeth, and look at you playfully, which is really annoying! Old man Ding took the basket of food from the man's hand, brought it to the fire, and began to eat.

"I said, uncle, do you hate me so much? Let's have a good relationship with relatives, so we won't have such a deep hatred. The man was not interested, so he wanted to come up and lean against Old Man Ding.

"Come on, it's been a big road for a long time, and you don't care what my name is, uncle, but if you have a little bit of your aunt in your heart, you won't..." In the end, she was willing to do it, and she couldn't complain about others, but blamed me for not taking good care of the girl or guarding her. "The most abrasive thing is the past, and the old man Ding can't let go, but when he thinks about it, his nose is sour again, there is a lonely and widowed old man, what else is there to worry about.

The food delivered was already a little cold, and Old Man Ding was not in a hurry, he put the bowl aside, waited for it to be hotter, and when he turned around, he found that Lin Liang was looking at the tea mountain boredly.

"If you really like the woman, send some money to the child's house, and take her home to live, and don't run to the woman's house twice in three days, and provoke others to chew the root of your tongue, and the owner will not like you."

It was a heartfelt statement, but Lin Liang grinned and said with a smile, "Uncle, it's not that I don't want to take people back, my father won't let me, and even I can't go home." ”

"How can your father not let me, I think you don't have the heart to do it. If my child were still alive, he would have a five-year-old grandson by now. Old man Ding muttered.

"It's really enough to have a five-year-old grandson, and it's enough for you to be tired." Lin Liang looked at the dishes and chopsticks by the fire, and said nonchalantly.

"I'd love to. You're still too young to run around, and by the time I'm my age, all you want is your children and grandchildren around your knees. Old man Ding rested for a while, picked up the food again, and ate it in a big gulp.

Lin Liang picked up the stones on the ground as if he hadn't heard them, and went to the side of the tea mountain without a sound, turned his head and asked, "Uncle, has anyone come up the mountain in the past few days?" ”

"At this time, there are some people... Oh, two lost kids two days ago, and I was blown down. I've been guarding the mountain for more than ten years, and there's nothing wrong with that. ”

Lin Liang took the empty bowl from Old Man Ding's hand, put it in the basket, cleaned it up, patted the ashes on his pants, and when he was about to leave, he remembered something, turned his head and said, "Uncle, I will send two or three more people up the mountain later, you take care of it, if there is anything on the mountain, send someone to say it." ”

"The old man knows. Don't forget your own business, you have to have a heart, I'll help you talk about your second uncle Tong. Old man Ding shouted from behind.

"I know, I'll invite you to drink full moon wine another day." Lin Liang said as he walked down the mountain.

Compared with Lingding's one-person tea mountain, the workshop by the courtyard of the Ma family is much more lively, and before Lin Liang arrived, there was laughter from afar, "Brother Liang, you are back." ”

Lin Liang walked a few steps quickly, kicked at the person who was making a fuss, and said, "What a big person, you are still so unbreathable." ”

The man was reprimanded, hurriedly lifted his feet, limped away, and did not forget to turn around and shout when he left, "Sister-in-law is waiting for you in the back room, I will slip away first." ”

Sister-in-law, this group of people is really in a hurry, Lin Liang shook his head, put the food basket on the edge of the door, stepped over the threshold with his feet, and walked towards the inner room.

The new workshop built a living room, which was originally used by the roasted tea master to rest at night, but it was vacated in the winter. This is very consistent with Lin Liang, who has nowhere to go, and he took the house and put the bed and quilt in the water, which is enough for the night.

Pushing the door in, there was a woman standing with her back to her, and when she heard the sound of the door opening, she turned around, walked towards Lin Liang, stretched out her hand, and said, "Give some silver for the festival." ”

Lin Liang didn't respond, strode around the woman, walked to the bedside, took out a piece of broken silver from under the pillow, tossed it in his hand, handed it to the woman and said, "These should be enough." ”

This refreshment made the woman stunned, and her menacing face could not be hung up, and she put the silver on her waist before saying, "Don't you ask me why?" ”

"Didn't you say it's a holiday? Originally, I always asked for some silver to buy some good meat stew for the old lady to eat. Lin Liang was relieved, flicked his sleeves, and sat down on the side, ready to make some tea to drink.

"She was just... The woman had the heart to explain, but she couldn't open her mouth, and it was not a glorious thing after all, so she had to swallow the words that came to her mouth.

Lin Liang didn't seem to notice, shook the empty teapot, got up and went out, and said to the woman as he walked, "You wait, I'll go get some boiling water." ”

The woman had planned to take the money and leave immediately, but when she saw someone, she suddenly felt that something had not been said, and when she saw that someone had gone out, she had to move a stool, sit down at the table, and stare at the empty room alone.

"Do you like to drink aged tea? It has been in the cellar for more than 20 years, or the last time he repaired the workshop, the bookkeeper collected it, he came early, he knew everything, there were only a few tea bricks left, he knew what year it was when he smelled it. Lin Liang came back with a pot of hot water, went to the cabinet on the side, squatted down, turned out a white porcelain jar, and took out a paper bag of tea from it.

"I... I don't drink much tea." The woman twisted her sleeves, but twisted them, and after a while got up again to go, and finally made up her mind, and whispered, "Won't you go again?" ”

The woman's words reminded Lin Liang, put down the teapot in her hand, and said in a rare and serious manner, "By the way, my uncle said that he would give me two matchmakers, what do you think?" ”

"I..."

"You know, I'm not a good person, I had a lot of things to do in the early years, and I'm getting older, so I won't say follow me, and you will have a good life right away. When I was still alive and earning silver, you would have two taels of silver a month, and when I was gone, or I couldn't earn money, you could just throw your hands and leave, wherever you like, with whomever you wanted. ”

With a pop, the woman laughed, and said, "Would you say, as if I had wronged you, that you would be a mine of silver?" ”

"How can there be a mine that can only get two taels of silver a month?" Lin Liang also smiled, poured two cups of tea, moved one to the woman, and drank another cup for himself.

"Since you mentioned it, then we have to talk about the ugly things in front, and the two taels of silver a month are all given to me, how can I use them?" It was not the first time, and the woman didn't care about anything else, but whether the words were mixed with water or not.

"That's natural, these two taels of silver are divided among you separately, whether you want to use it yourself, or keep an old lady. When spring came, there was a suitable small house, I scraped together some money to buy it, and moved in, the house in the village was too damp, and the old lady coughed endlessly. ”

"You're thinking about her." The woman said, took a sip of the tea, felt a little bitter in her mouth, and felt sweet again at the base of her tongue, and when she entered her stomach, she forgot the taste of the tea, and drank it again.

The woman smiled and said, "It's not the material for drinking tea, I don't know what the difference is between this water." I'll leave first today, if what you just said is true, come to the door early, that dead ghost is going to die outside, but my mother and I have to live, and I can only rely on you. ”

Lin Liang smiled, sent the woman out of the door, and went to the courtyard of the Ma family, where he met the guy who came up to him, pulled him aside, and whispered, "Brother Liang, a brother saw Tong Lao Er in the city." ”

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Tong Chunsheng did come back, and it had been a while, but he injured his leg on the way to escape, and he was mixed with a group of refugees to survive.

Although the meal is not full, but there are always herbs, there is a little understanding of medicine among the refugees, save a bodhisattva heart, on the road to pick up the half-dead Tong Chunsheng, so he took it with him, and when he met some strange herbs, let him try, so the injury on the leg is sometimes good, sometimes bad.

The refugees could not enter the city, so they took shelter from the wind and rain in a dilapidated temple in the eastern suburbs, waiting for the local good people to give them porridge, and they were full and hungry.

When Tong Chunsheng's leg injury finally healed, he took advantage of the hazy night, pretended to get up at night to go to the toilet, and ran away from the refugee pile.

But Tong Chunsheng, who ran out, didn't know where he should go, there were too many acquaintances in the tea mountain in the north, and it was difficult to end the news if he leaked the news, and there were refugees in the east, and he was afraid that he would never be able to take revenge if he went back.

Only the south side is quiet, and it is a good place to go. Chunsheng found the belongings hidden at the beginning of the year in the abandoned house on the dock, and ran all the way over.