The thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the day of the year of division.

Ji Mo and Ji Shu came back from practicing basic skills, and when they were waiting for breakfast, Mrs. Chen entered Dunmin Courtyard. Dunminyuan has been sprinkled and cleaned, the door god peach charm has also been pasted, and the festive red lantern has been hung in front of the door.

As the sun rises, Dunminwonwon's temple looks bright and spacious.

When Mrs. Chen entered the hospital, her eyes turned, and she felt very satisfied after a general look, and then she saw her father and son and her righteous son standing side by side and calling her mother, and her heart was even happier.

More than ten days ago, Mrs. Chen had just read the letter of the shopkeeper of her own business - when Mrs. Chen got married, Mr. Chen gave a lot of dowries: the land title deed shop and the shopkeeper. These letters are in the nature of debriefing, and can also be seen as a year-end summary, and the shopkeeper shows that the tea and silk business is good this year.

In terms of martial arts, Mrs. Chen's skills can only protect herself, but she has a set of account books, and she was clear-headed and smart when she was a girl. Mrs. Chen and the lord of Ji Bao have a routine trip to Jiangnan every year after the beginning of spring, personally inspecting the movable and immovable properties under their names, dealing with some problems, and if there are some new intentions, it is just convenient to discuss and launch. Moreover, in spring, the spring is new, the light rain is like a crisp, the flowers and herbs are warm, the new swallows are pecking at the mud, how can the good scenery everywhere be missed in vain?

It is a sin to live up to the spring scene.

The lord of Ji Bao is free and easy to drink, and it is also a beautiful thing to take advantage of this spring and Jingming and his wife to enjoy the spring drunkenness.

Mrs. Chen entered the house, and the maid behind her put down the new clothes on the tray. Mrs. pointed to the four trays and said to her two sons: "Today's year, next year is the Spring Festival, A-Niang has made two sets of clothes for each of you, one to wear this afternoon when worshipping ancestors, and one to wear tomorrow." You work hard every day, and I didn't send anyone to measure it, but I only wrote down your approximate size, which should not be bad. ”

The two clothes were light green and red, and the red ones were inlaid with two finger-wide embroidered black edges.

The two thanked their mother.

Mrs. Chen nodded and ordered, "Shen Shi worships the ancestors, don't be late." Mo'er took Shu'er with her, changed into that set of pale cyan clothes, and changed into red tomorrow, festive. ”

After Mrs. Chen left, Ji Shu touched the clothes on the tray, the clothes were made of materials in the city, soft and beautiful. He was full of joy when he had new clothes for the New Year, and thought to himself, I wonder if I have ever worn such good clothes before? I'm afraid not, wasn't I in tatters when I first found me?

Thinking of this, who is he? Where do you live and where do your parents stay? Is there anyone thinking about themselves during the New Year?

He held his clothes with mixed feelings for a while, and he shouldn't scream, Ji Mo shook his arm, and he woke up from his daze, and suddenly looked at Ji Mo for a while. Ji Mo sighed, patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, and went to eat.

"Your master and I have chosen a name for you, the surname is forgiven, and the words are extinguished. I hope you forgive the past, don't complain about the world, and the light will reappear where the life is gone. ”

He wanted to rebel against his father's words, and these words lingered in his ears over and over again, and his ears were full of "forgive the past...... Light returns. ”

Suddenly he seemed to understand something. "I'm so stupid, who am I? The key is that I am me, the former me and the current me are all me, not others. Whether it's a cat or a dog, or Ji Shu, the shell hasn't changed, and the essence will get better and better. Forgive the past, don't complain about the world, don't ......"

Daigo was empowered, and he figured it out all at once! For the first time in a few months, I really understood Ji Wei's good intentions.

"Thank you, father, mother. Thank you for leaving me, giving me a home, and teaching me carefully. ”

It was as if he had shaken off a burden of thought, a heavy burden on his shoulders.

Ji Zhenming, who had an epiphany, was relaxed and went to find his senior brother for dinner.

Shen Shi, Ji family ancestral hall.

The ancestors of the Ji family have a thin interest in the last few generations, and there are especially few men. Ji Wei's ancestor had a son and two daughters, a great-grandfather and a daughter, and two grandfathers, but the eldest son died early halfway, and only the youngest son was left, which was Ji Wei's father.

At this time, Ji Wei led his wife Chen, son Ji Mo, and righteous son Ji Shu to stand in the ancestral hall.

Offerings, incense and candles are available.

The candle burns, and the light of the candle moves slightly, reflecting the faces of the crowd.

The faces of the people were solemn, and the ancestral hall was silent.

Ji Jian held the prepared incense stick in his hand, lit it, and inserted it into the furnace. After doing this, he knelt down on his knees and only listened to what he said: "In addition to the age of Bingzi, Ding Chou is in sight, and the junior Ji Shu and his wife tell him: Xun doesn't know the dietary preferences of Gaozu's great-ancestors, so he should prepare tea, fruit, livestock, wine, and food, and hope that his ancestors can enjoy it as they like; Grandfather likes tea, father good wine, Xun one by one in mind, special good tea 'Yiye Mei', mellow wine 'gentleman drunk'. On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, we pray for blessings, and we wish all our ancestors to do whatever they want without getting drunk. Although Xun Ping likes mountains and rivers, he does not dare to slack off in the matter of family dignity and survival, please rest assured. Xun's wife is virtuous and filial piety, and recently she was happy to have a righteous son, and she was told together. May the ancestors protect the descendants of my Ji family with clear minds and unremitting self-improvement, even if they dare not be born to be heroes, they are expected to be worthy of their hearts. ”

He babbled and said something, and after speaking, he raised his wine and drank his ancestors, and knelt down. After worshipping, he took a deep look at his father Ji Hanbai's spiritual position.

Mrs. Chen, Ji Mo and Ji Shu knelt down with Ji Xian, and then got up and exited the ancestral hall after worshipping.

Three years ago. Meng Dong.

Ji Hanbai, the father of Ji Wei, went out to run errands and was on his way home.

Ji Hanbai, the year of destiny, leaned on the cushion in the carriage and fell asleep. Although the owner of Jijiabao and his men and horses had a rest and recuperation along the way, they were still inevitably tired all the way, especially the ups and downs of the carriage, the temperature in the carriage was suitable, and the cushions were soft, which made him think all the way, and at this time he thought that he would be able to get home in two days, and he couldn't help but relax and his body relaxed.

Three hundred meters in front is a slope, and there is a bamboo forest growing on the slope, so this slope is called Qingzhu Slope. Qingzhupo bamboo leaves are a kind of precipitated green, the north wind gusts, inexplicably giving people a sense of slaughter.

The drowsy Ji Hanbai suddenly opened his eyes, a perception of danger came with a palpitation, he shook off his fatigue and quickly ordered the carriage to stop.

"Master, is there something wrong?" A man of about thirty years old turned his horse's head and ran back from the front.

"Jinchi, tell everyone to be careful" Ji Hanbai lifted the cotton curtain of the carriage, "The bamboo forest in front is not quite right. ”

"Yes!" When the man had answered, he turned his horse's head and ran to the front and said something, and the few people in front of him slowed down.

Suddenly, a whistle sounded, and a team of white-clothed masked sword-wielding people came out of the bamboo forest.

The people in front of them did not show panic at this moment when they were warned by the castle lord, but quickly reacted and fought with the man in white.

The white-clothed men had a clear goal, they injured the Ji family but did not take people's lives, and then came straight to the carriage. Ji Hanbai subconsciously touched his heart with his right hand, slapped his left hand upward, stepped on the "Ling Illusory Step" lightly, and fluttered out of the roof of the carriage.

The two sides were at a stalemate for a while.

However, the other party was bound to win, biting the Ji family to death, seeing that the situation was becoming more and more unfavorable to him, Ji Hanbai asked loudly: "Ji Jiabao has never had a mortal enemy with people who is good, who sent you to hide your head and show your tail like this?" The rivers and lakes are small, they are already killing people and not seeing the light, if they are old friends, they are so hard to force Ji Jiabao to remember this concern! ”

The other side was unmoved and stepped up the offensive.

"Master, you go first!" Jinchi jumped to Ji Hanbai's side, "Leave it to me here!" ”

"I'm afraid that the other party won't give up easily, they have a plan - if they think that our Jijiabao has this strength, then they really can't live against them!" Ji Hanbai said in a deep voice.

The white-clothed man at the head was deaf and clear-sighted, and when he heard this, he let out another short whistle, and the other white-clothed people jumped out of the battle and quickly gathered towards the white-clothed man at the head.

The white-clothed man at the head said in a hoarse voice, "Lord Ji Bao, please quickly hand over the things in your arms." ”

"Master!" Jin Chi looked at Ji Hanbai, the green tendons on his hands protruded, and a wave of anger appeared on his handsome Chinese face.

"Senior brother is really a good means!" Ji Hanbai laughed back, "I should have thought that he would never forget me!" ”

"The master has no intention of hurting people, he just wants the lord of Ji Bao to hand over the things in his arms." The man in white had a hoarse voice that was indescribably weird.

"Senior brother is really kind! The way you ask for something from others is also very polite! Ji Hanbai stood in the wind, the hem of his indigo clothes swayed, "What if I don't give it?" ”

"At that time, I am afraid that what the master did will no longer be a warning!" Humane in white.

"What a warning! Isn't this warning a ruthless halfway kill, isn't it a robbery? Say what to do with such a high-sounding sound! Jin Chi was so angry that he couldn't help but grab a few words.

Ji Hanbai raised his hand and stopped slightly, and Jin Chi stopped talking. I saw Ji Hanbai's expression gloomy, his right hand reached into his arms, took out a book and a delicate mask, and said to himself: "What does senior brother want?" ”

When the man in white saw the thing in Ji Hanbai's hand, his eyes fluttered, and he was about to go forward to get it. However, Ji Hanbai ignored it, his palm tightened, and the internal force was exerted, and in an instant, the exquisite mask in his hand twisted and deformed into a ball of powder, and the book also turned into pieces and drifted away with the wind.

Jin Chi beside him was shocked: "Master! ”

The man in white couldn't help but be shocked and angry when he saw this extraneous branch, and a fierce color flashed in his eyes.

Ji Hanbai was unmoved, and looked at the man in white: "Go back and tell my senior brother, I haven't seen you for a long time, Ji Hanbai misses my senior brother very much!" ”

The man in white suppressed his throat with hatred: "Lord Ji Bao is a good means!" After saying that, a whistle sounded, and a group of people quickly disappeared into the distance.

For a long time, Ji Hanbai still stood silently in place.

Jin Chi ordered someone to check the injuries of the entourage, and the injured were treated and bandaged on the spot, and the carriage luggage was straightened and continued to move forward.

Climbing over the slope and passing through the bamboo forest, a few miles away is a small town called "River Station". In the evening, the group stayed in a simple town, ate and rested, fed the horses, and did not say anything all night.

On the second day, a group of people hurried away with early food, and finally arrived at Jijiabao at noon on the third day.

Ji Wei greeted his father outside the gate. Ji Hanbai didn't look very good, and his whole person showed heavy tiredness. Jinchi helped Ji Hanbai get out of the carriage, shook his head at Ji Yan, Ji Yan swallowed a stomachful of words, took his father from Jinchi's hands, and helped him back to the dormitory.

Two months later, Ji Hanbai died.