After more than an hour, we arrived at Linjiatan. Unfortunately, he passed by Mingyue Group, and when he passed by Mingyue Group, Luo Yang couldn't tell what it felt like?

It seems that he has to resign, but, how to tell Zhao Ying?

"Brother Yang, where are we going? Do you want to go back now? Xiao Fei turned around and asked Luo Yang politely. This kid is very smart, and he can teach him. In front of this old man, he pretended to be polite.

"Luoyang, on the east side of the river is Linjiatan. Further east, there is Zhaojia Village, where the mixed bean noodles are very good, let's go over there to find something to eat. All right? The old man said with a gloomy face. Luo Yang was a little confused, what's the matter with this old man? I'm so worried!

Dumbo turned around and headed east. Lin Hankun spoke again; "Luo Yang, find a supermarket and buy some paper money and incense."

"Oh!" This old man is mysterious, what the hell is he going to do?!

Although Luo Yang has been in the Linjiatan Village branch for a while, he is not familiar with Linjiatan: "Uncle, are you familiar with this place?" ”

Looking at this village surrounded by mountains and rivers, Lin Hankun's eyes turned red, and his mouth moved: "It's too familiar." It's just that time has passed, and it's already a complete waste. But the green mountains are still there, and the green water is still there, so I still remember it............ Stop, park. ”

Xiao Fei hurriedly stopped the car, and Luo Yang got out of the car first and helped Lin Hankun down.

"Stay in the car, young man, let's go in and have a look." The old man shouted at Xiao Fei. Luo Yang and the old man went straight to Linjiatan.

"It's been too long, it's been too long, but I'm back." Lin Hankun stood there, tears in his eyes, so frightened that Luo Yang hurriedly took out a tissue and handed it to him. But he didn't take it, and let the tears run down in the wind. Luo Yang didn't know why the old man was like this? But he guessed there must be a story he didn't know.

A group of children returning home from school saw them and gathered around them curiously.

"Little friend! Can you take me to Zhao Manyu's house? The old man stopped crying, smiled on his face, and grabbed a child and asked.

The boy was stunned for a moment, frowned and shook his head, "Zhao Manyu?" We don't have that name in our village. ”

Lin Hankun was also stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized: "Oh, look at my memory, how can you know her?" How could you possibly know her? If she still exists, she would be in her 50s. ”

Luo Yang stood there, still not understanding what this old man meant? God babble. I had to follow him, thinking as I walked, could this Zhaojia Village be related to Lin Xi's life experience.

At this time, an old man came over from the opposite side with a hoe, and Lin Hankun stopped him: "Old man, I want to ask where Zhao Manyu's family lives?" ”

The old man carrying the hoe was stunned for a moment, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Lin Hankun, "Zhao Manyu? You, are you Lin Hankun? ”

"Ahh You, you are really Lin Hankun. Why did you come back? You, you've only been back for 22 years! The old man's face turned red with excitement, and his sparse beard trembled in the wind.

"Zhao Fugui, is that you?" Lin Hankun looked at the old man in front of him, held his hand excitedly and said.

"It's me, Han Kun, it's me! How did you come back all these years? The two old men clasped their hands tightly together in the streets of the village.

"Go home, go home and talk about it." Old man Zhao Fugui grabbed Lin Hankun's hand. Step by step to the east of the village. Luo Yang called Xiaofei and asked him to drive the car here. Stopping under the old willow tree, the two followed to Old Man Zhao's house.

Zhao Fugui's home is a standard rural house, with five standard large tiled houses, red bricks and red tiles, high steps, and side rooms next to it. It's a good family.

A few of us entered the house surrounded by everyone.

Then the family began to be busy, killing chickens and slaughtering fish. Go to the street to buy meat. Picking vegetables in the garden, an hour passed, and a peasant banquet was served.

Reunited after a long absence, it seemed to return to that era, and the two old men didn't care about their old age, they used wine as water and drank it without hesitation. Luo Yang couldn't understand their words, so he hurriedly ate a little food, and left the table, which might be better for the two old men to catch up, and he wondered in his heart. What the hell is going on? Could it be that the old man Lin Hankun and this Zhaojia Village still have a marriage.

Sitting on the steps of the doorway, lighting a cigarette and watching the two chicks in the distance grab food.

"Give!" A ripe tomato was handed to him.

Luo Yang was stunned for a moment, and when he looked up, he saw Zhao Fugui's granddaughter standing in front of him at some point.

"Thank you!" Luo Yang took the cucumber. "I grew it myself. It's absolutely natural, green and pollution-free."

"My name is Zhao Ling." The girl smiled.

Luo Yang shifted his body and motioned for the girl to sit on the mazazi beside him; "Zhao Ling, such a poetic name. Sit down and talk to me! ”

Zhao Ling smiled, and he didn't shy, so he sat close to Luo Yang's side.

"Zhao Ling, how can Uncle Lin and your grandfather be good brothers? Uncle Lim is from Jeju, and your grandfather is from the mainland. Seeing Zhao Ling sit down, Luo Yang said.

Zhao Ling frowned and looked at Luo Yang: "You, who are you?" ”

"I am Uncle Ye's bodyguard, and I am also his relative." Luo Yang didn't know how to answer? After all, the relationship between him and Lin Xi is quite stiff, and it is a bit of a son-in-law to say that it is something like that.

Zhao Ling looked up at Luo Yang, seemed to have an understanding, and nodded: "Oh! I see. There's a very touching story in this?! ”

"How moving? Really? ”

"Don't believe me? If you don't believe it, I don't plan to tell you about it. "Zhao Ling, this girl actually sold Guanzi.

Luo Yang was happy, this girl is very naughty! He smiled and said: "Cut, I know that you are deceiving, isn't it just two old men who haven't seen each other for a long time!" What's a good story?! I don't want to hear it. ”

Luo Yang's move is called retreating as advance, and he wants to capture the old man, but Zhao Ling really hit the plan; "Where did I lie to you? If you don't believe me, follow me. With that, he stood up.

Luo Yang saw that this girl was tricked, and he was happy: "Shout, there is really a story like this." Let's go with you. ”

Luo Yang followed Zhao Ling, one after the other, and walked out and walked straight to the hillside on the back. What is this girl going to do? "Girl, what are you going to do? Isn't it possible to tell a moving story in the mountains? ”

Zhao Ling listened to Luo Yang's words, turned to look at him, then smiled, did not speak, and then quickened his pace. Luo Yang had no choice but to follow. I don't believe what she can do, anyway, I'm a man, even if there is danger, I'm not afraid. Hey! It is impossible for those who are related to their relatives to rob their own sex.

Luo Yang was thinking nonsense, and the two of them crossed the hill, and the girl stood in front of a wilderness. "Here we are, let's see." When they looked closely, they were still at the foot of the mountain, and in front of them were a few huge cypress trees, and under the cypress trees were the grass growing in weeds, and the autumn wind passed by, whining, a little cold, a little desolate.

Luo Yang looked at the ancient cypress trees and said puzzledly: "This, just what?" Is this the story?! ”

"The story has to have an origin, right, come in, I'll tell you." Zhao Ling stretched his body and walked in. Luo Yang had no choice but to follow in, it was originally sunny weather, but as soon as he walked in, he felt a little cold and gloomy. At the same time, Luo Yang also saw that among the several cypress trees, there was a not very large mound, which was overgrown with weeds, or he hadn't found it just now.

"This ......" Seeing this, Luo Yang's scalp was numb for a while, and he hurriedly walked out of it.

Zhao Ling glanced at Luo Yang with a smile: "What?" Scared? ”

Luo Yang shook his head: "It's not that I'm afraid, but I think it's too weird here." Spooky. ”

"Aren't you going to listen to stories?! That's why I brought you here. ”

"This is your story?"

"What's wrong? Don't want to hear it? Uncle Lim's story is here, if you really want to hear it, I'll tell you about it, this story is the story of the people in this tomb and the master of your house. ”

"Ahh Don't scare me. ”

Seeing Luo Yang's expression, Zhao Ling smiled, covered his mouth and smiled: "Hehe! Look at your little guts, still be a bodyguard? Really? ”

In reality, Luo Yang is really not afraid of anyone. But now standing in a grave, I always feel very empty. There are some things that science can't explain clearly: "It's not that I'm timid, but my scalp is numb when you say it." Old Man Lin is in good health, and this tomb has been seen for a long time. ”

Zhao Ling nodded, looking at this barren grass mound with his eyes: "Yes, what you said makes a lot of sense." The tomb has been under construction for about 40 years. I listened to my grandfather, and this story should have started 23 years ago. ”

Zhao Ling spoke, motioned for Luo Yang to come out, and the two of them sat on a bluestone in the shade of the tree, one explained slowly, and the other listened carefully, this turned out to be a poignant and tactful story.

23 years ago.

A handsome guy suddenly appeared in Zhaojia Village, his name was Lin Hankun, in addition to being handsome, this little brother was also highly educated, and he had also practiced kung fu, no one knew where he came from, and no one knew where he was going. After living in the village for a while, he went to work at the home of a family surnamed Zhao.