When I said the name Lian Chengfeng, I suddenly felt in my heart that the cause and effect mentioned by the ancestors were really everywhere.

Lian Chengfeng...... Lian Chengfeng ...... "Father muttered the name, and his eyes lit up: "Good name, good name, just call it this name!" ”

It seems that my father is very satisfied with the name Lian Chengfeng, he has been an unsmiling person since a long time ago, but now, I can clearly see a trace of indescribable joy and excitement in his eyes.

At the same time, I had a little bit of a new feeling. A lot of things about my father came from other people, and for a while, I couldn't even tell what kind of person my father was. But now, I can be sure of what kind of person he is, it's hard to say, I don't have the qualifications to cover the coffin, but he must be a good father.

My father felt that the name Lian Chengfeng was really helped by me, and he was very grateful to me, so he drank happily and sat down to continue drinking.

Maybe it's because I drank a little wine, my face was hot, and those bandaged wounds were like they were about to explode. Looking at my father sitting opposite, I hesitated in my heart, and analyzed it according to time, at this time, he had already met Anonymous, and also knew part of the inside story of the world.

Knowing this means embarking on a path that you didn't choose. This is a road that not everyone is willing to take and wants to take.

I've been involved in big events for so long, and I've somehow figured out some clues. To be honest, it was actually embarrassing to meet my father in this capacity at this time and place, but after all, father and son are connected, and from the bottom of my heart, I still favor him. I think that if I share what I know with him now, it will be of great help to him in what he wants to do in the future.

"Are you going to do anything lately?"

"Lately?" My father was very interested in drinking, and seemed to be slightly drunk, but when I asked this sentence, his expression suddenly froze, and even the slight drunkenness in his eyes disappeared in an instant, he slowly put down the wine glass, thought for himself, and said, "I have something to do recently." ”

"What's the matter?"

"It's hard to say now, I can't tell, this matter may take a long time, I'm not sure, not sure at all."

From my father's words, I heard a little hesitation, and I thought that he should not be very enthusiastic about this matter, or as he said, he was not sure about it, and he did not know what the consequences of participating in this matter would bring to himself.

Not only did he have hesitation, but he also had a scruple and worry. He is no longer the bachelor who fed the whole family without hunger, he is concerned about his newborn child, he must be afraid that once he is in danger, the child will have no one to raise and take care of.

"You ......" I didn't feel good in my heart, and I made up my mind to give him some hints and some clues by the way, but as soon as I said a word, I felt very inappropriate.

I remember a long time ago, I saw a theory called the grandmother's paradox in a book, which basically means that no matter how a person returns to the passing time and space, he can only be a spectator, witnessing what is happening in front of him, and he cannot change the established facts.

I have a vague feeling that if I were desperate to tell my father everything I knew at this moment, it would change a lot of things and the trajectory of many people.

That kind of consequence is something I absolutely cannot afford. I can't afford that.

No one told me that it was dangerous, but I had a strong premonition that it couldn't be like this, it couldn't.

I immediately swallowed back what I wanted to say. I can't afford to have any serious consequences because of my recklessness. This kind of attempt is simply not something to try.

"What do you want to say?"

"Nope." I shook my head: "I just wanted to ask, what are you going to do with this thing for a long time, and you are not sure?" ”

"It takes a lot of money to do this, a lot of people, I'm afraid it's hard."

"What do you do?"

"I don't have a job, at the old post office in Huayang, you know there, right? Now that the market of the old post and telecommunications office has been removed, I heard that the new Qikongqiao market has been built, and I plan to go to Qikongqiao to set up a small shop. ”

"If you want to make money, do what you're good at, you've been in the Guxing for a while, and it's much more advantageous to mix in the Guxing than if you start over and choose another profession. Guxing's oil and water are very large, as long as it is done well and mixed out, money and people are not a problem. ”

"That's right."

My father not only seemed to have an inexplicable trust in me, but also talked very speculatively. During the chat, I always felt a little uneasy, logically speaking, this small village rarely comes to outsiders, and in my own home, there will be no accidents. But this feeling of restlessness grew heavier and heavier as time went on, and I began to get distracted.

After thinking about it for a long time, I seemed to understand in an instant that this feeling of restlessness was actually because of myself.

Father, it's a real father, a village, it's a real village, but I'm not from this plane, and if I stay here for too long, it's hard to guarantee that nothing will happen. This accident will not only affect me, but probably many more people as well.

As soon as I thought of this, I didn't dare to linger any longer.

At this time, it was already two o'clock in the morning, and I drank the last bit of wine in my glass and slowly stood up.

"It's time for me to go."

"I don't have a car now, at least until after dawn." As soon as my father heard that I was leaving, he also stood up: "There are two buses to the town every day, one in the morning and one in the evening, you can rest here, and when it's time to take the bus, I will remind you." ”

"No, with or without a car, it's all the same."

"You're going to town? Then I'll send you. The father turned and walked towards the corner of the courtyard.

I remember that in the corner of the yard of my hometown in the countryside, there was a dilapidated bicycle. When I was a kid, I remember there was a broken bicycle in the yard that I couldn't ride anymore.

"Don't send it." I wanted to smile and tell him, but as soon as the corners of my mouth moved, the wound on my face ached, and I could only shake my head in pain: "Ride the car and take another person, and when you get to the town, the sky will be bright." ”

"What about you...... Where are you going? ”

"Go to a far place." I didn't stay any longer, and the longer I stayed here, the stronger I felt that if I didn't leave, something might really happen.

After saying this, I turned around and walked towards the courtyard gate, and as I stepped out of the courtyard gate, I looked back again and said to my father, "There will be a chance to meet again in the future." ”

I walked out of the courtyard and quickened my pace towards the way I had come. There was snow everywhere, and it seemed like I was the only one in the world who was still on a long journey. It was surprisingly cold, but the temperature was low, and the pain from the wound on his face seemed to have eased a bit. On the way I came, there were still footprints, and along the footprints, I walked to the small cave that I had drilled out at that time.

The cave was small, and as I approached the little dark corner at the end of the cave, I couldn't feel myself anymore. The chaos of space and time seems to converge into an ocean, completely submerging itself.

I don't know how long the confusion lasted, but by the time I regained consciousness a little, the light was still there. The light transmitted by the light source can clearly reflect the scene not far ahead. At this moment, I was lying on the ground, and I only had to walk five or six meters further forward to get out of that door.

I couldn't tell what I had been through from entering the cave to returning to the gate, it was like a long, short dream. I moved a little and felt that there was nothing wrong with my body, except that my face was still hurting, and everything else was normal.

I stood up and walked out the door. Standing outside the gate, I returned to the space that filled the gate.

I vaguely guessed that the gates in this space were not all forbidden places, and there were a very few gates that should be able to enter. But what will happen after entering the gate, no one can say.

However, when you enter the gate, you may find something. The key question now is how do I tell if a gate can be entered or not.

I had a lot of physical exertion, I needed hot water and hot food, but I didn't think that much when I set off, I had limited weight, and I didn't bring solid fuel. I walked out of the gate space and returned to the place where Grandma Wu was guarding Zhang Momo and them.

Grandma Wu still sat motionless on the stone next to the big cloth bag, and waited until I walked to her before she slowly stood up.

"Grandma Wu, I want to drink some hot water."

"I'll boil water for you to drink." Grandma Wu took the kettle for boiling water and lit the fire again. While she was boiling water, I gently lifted the cloth bag and looked at it.

The three of them were still lying motionless in the cloth bag, and the faint light on their foreheads was like a mist of light, flowing slowly.

I was indeed tired, Grandma Wu brought me hot water, I drank it slowly, and rested next to the cloth bag for a while. This rest is not at home, and there is a fight up and down the eyelids. I pillowed my backpack and planned to sleep for a while.

It would have been hard to fall asleep in a place like this, but this time I slept quickly. When I slept in a daze, I started dreaming.

I dreamed of Zhang Momo, and I dreamed that she seemed to come out of a cloud and mist. The fog was very thick, and when Zhang Momo came out, I could vaguely identify that there were other people in the fog, but I couldn't see who those people were.

Zhang Momo kept walking up to me, her face was still the same as before, and her smile was still the same as before. She stared at me for a long time, then whispered to me, "179, 46." ”