Chapter 2: Farewell

"My name is Guo Dong, you can call me Xiao Guo, I am from Haishan, Jiang Sancheng of the Jiang family, that is, Zhang Xun's third uncle sent me." Guo Dong said very respectfully.

Zhang Qihe nodded and led Guo Dong to the house.

"Zhang Xun should be sixteen this year, right? At this age, he should be going to high school, and he will have to take the university entrance examination in the future, he is also a child of the Jiang family, so he can't let him nest in this big mountain, do you say? Guo Dong continued.

Zhang Qihe nodded again and said, "It's these truths, I just don't know if Zhang Xun's child is willing, his parents haven't taken care of him for so many years, and he is holding back resentment in his stomach." ”

Guo Donggan laughed a few times and said: "Actually, his parents are not in Haishan, they went abroad some time ago, and it was all Mr. Jiang's idea to take Zhang Xun out, I also think it is strange, how can this father and mother ignore their children, and they have not come back to see it in this mountain for more than ten years, it is really not what parents do." ”

Zhang Qihe asked again: "You mean, my brother Gua Wa took his wife abroad, so Jiang Sancheng dared to ask you to pick Zhang Xun out?" ”

Guo Dong hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Don't dare to talk about it, don't dare to talk about it!" ”

Zhang Qihe sighed lightly, suddenly stood up again, his expression became serious, stared at Guo Dong and asked, "Tell me honestly, the Jiang family asked you to pick up Zhang Xun out, is it really just for the sake of going to high school?" ”

"To be honest, I don't know if there are other things, Mr. Jiang just said that I would pick up Zhang Xun to go to high school, and he didn't mention anything else." Guo Donggan laughed a few times and replied.

The two of them had already walked to the door, pushed the door open and entered the house.

Zhang Xun sat on a chair and was watching TV.

Zhang Qihe saw that there were still a few sweet potatoes on the table, so he said, "Xiao Guo, have you eaten?" If you haven't eaten it, then eat two sweet potatoes, I came back after eating it at the house of the person who built the house, Zhang Xun's baby doesn't like to cook, this is our own sweet potato, but sweet. ”

Out of politeness, Guo Dong took the sweet potato handed over by Zhang Qihe, but his eyes were looking at Zhang Xun.

On the way here, Guo Dong imagined Zhang Xun's appearance, it should be black and thin, sloppy and sloppy image of a wild child, but when he saw Zhang Xun in front of him, he was shocked in his heart, this Zhang Xun was completely different from what he imagined, not only not black, but also not thin, although the body is slender, but the muscles on the arms are distinct, and the whole person looks a little strong.

Guo Dong has followed Jiang Sancheng for so many years, and almost all the bodyguards he has seen are of this figure, and people with this body are the ones who can fight the most, a little thinner, the strength will not be enough, and a little stronger, the muscles will become cumbersome, not only not flexible enough, so that the movements are deformed, but also increase the consumption of the body.

What surprised Guo Dong was Zhang Xun's face, although it looked childish, it gave him a sense of calm and conciseness.

Is this really a child who grew up in the mountains? Guo Dong muttered in his heart.

At this time, Zhang Xun suddenly opened his mouth and asked, "When will you leave?" ”

Guo Dong was shocked again, has this Zhang Xun already weighed the pros and cons in such a short period of time? Zhang Xun had been hanging him out of the house just now, and he didn't wait to see him at all, he thought that Zhang Xun had rejected him.

"Anytime." Guo Dong said with a smile.

"Then let's leave tomorrow morning, if you don't mind, I can let you stay at Grandpa's for one night tonight." Zhang Xun stood up as he spoke, picked up another sweet potato to eat, and walked outside the house.

At this time, Zhang Qihe picked up a book from the chair, threw it to Zhang Xun, and said, "Help me return this book to that old thing, and help me bring the thirty-ninth volume when I come back." ”

Zhang Xun took the book, glared at Zhang Qihe and scolded: "Dead old bachelor, can you hand it over well?" This book is precious! ”

Zhang Qihe also seemed to understand the preciousness of the book, and said with a somewhat unreasonable smile: "I'm not tired from work, I don't want to get up!" ”

Guo Dong looked curious, and while following Zhang Xun to the west of the village, he asked, "What kind of book is this, can you let me take a few looks?" ”

However, Zhang Xun waved his hand and said, "The old man has an order, this book is not passed on, and married people in the clan cannot read it." ”

Guo Dong laughed a few times in embarrassment, and withdrew his outstretched hand, but he vaguely caught a glimpse of a few words written on the cover: Spiritual Cultivation (Volume 38).

He didn't understand anything from the title, so he lost interest and stopped asking.

The ancestral house of the Zhang family was very large, located on the largest flat land at the west end of the village, and the two of them went around and around through the village, then crossed a small bridge, passed a large pond, and finally arrived.

"Old man, turn on the lights!" Zhang Xun stopped in front of the gate, looked at the dark hall and shouted.

Although Guo Dong is in his thirties, he is not very bold, and he always feels that this ancestral house looks a little crazy, and it spans hundreds of meters from east to west, but from the east chamber, the atrium, and then to the west chamber, there is not even a single lamp.

He stood outside and looked at it again, and found that the outer wall was divided into two halves, the lower half of the ground was painted with yellow-white grass lime, the upper half was blue-gray bare bricks, and the wooden beams under the eaves were also carved with complicated reliefs, all kinds of birds and beasts, which looked a little historical.

"What year was this ancestral house built?" Guo Dong said curiously.

Zhang Xun thought for a moment and said, "I can't remember what year it was, but it should be three hundred years." ”

"This ...... It's a historical legacy! Guo Dong exclaimed.

At this moment, the lights in the hall came on.

Zhang Xun stepped over the threshold of the gate, which was nearly half a meter high, walked into the house, and then walked through the hall to the courtyard of the atrium, and then walked to the west wing.

After Guo Dong followed to the West Chamber, he almost dropped his jaw again, he found that although the ancestral house looked old on the outside, there was a hole in the inside.

There is a long corridor in the west wing, one side of the corridor is a room, and the other side is an open-air courtyard with a meadow rockery, a pavilion, and a pond with a lot of fish.

Guo Dong was admiring, and suddenly heard a voice coming from nowhere: "There are guests coming?" ”

"Yes, my third uncle sent me to take me out to Haishan to go to high school, leave tomorrow morning, and let him stay here for one night tonight." Zhang Xun still said calmly, then put the book on the table in the pavilion, poured Guo Dong another cup of tea, and motioned for Guo Dong to sit down.

Guo Dong was still looking around, looking for a while, only to find that there was a person sitting on the tile beam of the roof, almost startled, I don't know if it was because the light was too dim, he found that although the man's beard was white, but he didn't see the slightest wrinkle on his face, and his eyes were also bright, and there was no big eye bag that an old man would have.

For a moment, Guo Dong even felt that if this person shaved off that white beard, he would definitely be a young man in his twenties.

After coming back to his senses, Guo Dong leaned over to Zhang Xun's ear again and asked softly, "Who is this person?" How to sit on the roof? ”

"Zhang Taiyi, in terms of generation, it is my grandfather's generation, I give him face, call him grandpa, the old thing has hard bones, likes to jump around, and is very energetic, but it's a pity, like my uncle, I have been a single all my life, and I don't know what to do if I live for so long." Zhang Xunlang said loudly, not afraid of the old man hearing it at all.

After speaking, Zhang Xun walked to those rooms in the west chamber, checked for a while, and then greeted Guo Dong: "This room is clean, you can sleep here tonight!" ”

Guo Dong hurried over and found that the room was quite spacious, but it looked a little old, and the mosquito net was still black, which was rare in these years.

Under the mosquito net, there is a dark purple classical wooden bed, carved with extremely delicate patterns, I don't know what age it is, Guo Dong also vaguely smelled a unique aroma of sandalwood, but he didn't dare to confirm it, if such a big bed is all sandalwood, how much is it worth?

When Guo Dong admired the wooden bed, Zhang Xun told again: "If you want to go to the toilet, you have to come out, go to the end of the corridor." Don't run around at night, especially don't go to the East Chamber, the old man doesn't like outsiders to harass his baby over there. ”

After explaining these things, Zhang Xuncai walked back to the pavilion and said to the old man who was still sitting on the roof: "I will leave tomorrow morning, and I don't know when I will come back when I go out, do you have anything to give me?" ”

"Hmph, little melon baby, did you expect that I had something for you?" The old man cursed, and then threw the things in his hand down.

Zhang Xun caught it steadily, and through the dim light, he found that it seemed to be a piece of jade, which was very warm.

"You have to keep it well, wow, this is the ancestral treasure of our Zhang family!" The old man said.

"Okay." Zhang Xun said, "Also, Uncle asked me to help him take the thirty-ninth volume back." ”

The old man snorted lightly and said, "Let him come by himself!" Tell him I have something to tell him too! ”

"Okay." Zhang Xun responded, didn't stay long, turned around and left.

It's just that after he came out of the ancestral house, the old man's shout came from the roof: "When you get to the big city, you have to fight harder, don't lose our face!" ”

"Good!" Zhang Xun replied again.

After returning to the house at the east end of the village, Zhang Xun let the uncle go over, and he began to pack his luggage.