"Jiufeng, Tangweichong is a rural area, not a metropolis, where did the restaurant come from!" Xu Yanxia stepped out of the grain truck, kicked her legs, and twisted her waist.

"It's true, it's several times more garbage than the countryside in our western Guangdong County, I really don't know how much Brother Chang Yu has suffered here." Jiufeng continued to shout.

"Sister Jiufeng, it's not like I haven't been to Yuexi County, how can I compare with Tangwei?" Gong Changyu was considered to have served Jiufeng, "If I take you to Baishui Village, you will be even more surprised." ”

"Changyu, you better hurry to the Zhujia compound and talk to your aunt, saying that there are a lot of guests, and ask her to prepare four tables of meals, just get a few dishes." Ran Jiufeng looked at the hill opposite, "Hey, that mountain looks very strange, like a sieve rake." ”

"That's right, that mountain is called a sieve rake." Gong Changyu smiled and said, "Sister Jiufeng, your observation is good." Look at the little dirt hill on the top of the sifting rake, what does it look like? ”

Ran Jiufeng looked at it, the dirt mountain on the opposite side was not very high, ladder by ladder, there were no big trees, densely covered with moss and tender grass buds, wisps by wisps, just like the patterns on the back of the tiger and tiger, the tiger head was in the tomb, and the tiger tail came to the river, especially the loess raised by the tiger tail, and there were actually two big trees like hydrangeas. It's simply amazing.

"Brother Changyu, I think the hydrangea tree is called Tiger Tail?" Ran Jiufeng asked.

"Yes. It's called Tiger Tail. Gong Changyu nodded, and then pointed at the mountain diagonally opposite, "That mountain is called Sifang Mountain." In the past, the Xie family on the opposite side rushed hundreds of people, and more than sixty percent of the people were landlords and old money...... They dry their silver on mats! ”

"Do you want to eat? Are you two finished? Feng Jiaoer said.

"Princess, why are you in a hurry?" Ran Jiufeng glanced back at Feng Jiao'er.

"Don't call me princess, the fluffy phoenix is not as good as a chicken. In this small mountain village, who knows you is the oldest. Feng Jiao'er whispered, "If the chief of security hears it, go to the county government to complain, it will be very unfavorable for Changyu to recruit soldiers." ”

"Sister, what are you afraid of? This is Chang Yuge's second hometown. Ran Jiufeng disagreed.

"I'm afraid that others have ulterior motives. You can't have the heart to hurt others, and you can't have the heart to defend people. Hei Dashuai reminded, "A military advisor is a military advisor, and you must not say that she is a princess." Now that the Blue Wolf Country and the Qinghe Kingdom are at war, it is an extraordinary period, and we must learn to protect ourselves. ”

"Okay, I see, Hei Shuai." Ran Jiufeng nodded.

At this time, a young man who looked a little similar to Gong Changyu came out of the school hall in Tangwei Chong with a schoolbag on his back. As soon as he saw Gong Changyu on the side of the jujube red horse under the big tree, he immediately recognized him and ran over quickly: "Cousin, you are finally back, my second mother is talking at home every day, when will this cannon ghost come back?" ”

"Hey, you kid can't speak......" Ran Jiufeng's face sank suddenly.

"There is no taboo in children's words. My aunt cursed me like this, I was used to it, it didn't matter. scolded me for shelling ghosts, but I wasn't killed by artillery. Gong Changyu smiled, "Rong Chu, has your brother Rong Sen been promoted in the exam?" ”

"My brother is the same as my father, although he is full of wealth, but he can't go to the examination room, and he went to Wuyoucheng to take the exam several times, but he didn't get in." Rong Chu responded. He leaned forward to Gong Changyu, he was already as tall as Gong Changyu, but he was not as strong as Gong Changyu.

"That's still a fart, it's better to go to the pen and follow Rong Rong, follow my cousin and me to fight the Blue Wolf Army, and become a general." Gong Changyu climbed Rong Chu's shoulder and said, "What did you kid eat, he was only eleven or twelve years old, and he was as tall as me." ”

"Cousin, I'll just eat whole grains." Rong Chu smiled.

"By the way, Aunt Yinyue, is she okay?" Gong Changyu suddenly remembered Yinyue, the young grandmother of the Zhu family, who treated him like a son.

"Cousin, my eldest mother broke her heart for Qianzhuang, since the second half of last year, she occasionally felt cold, and she vomited blood every now and then, and her body was not working......" Rong Chu sobbed as he spoke.

"What's going on with Auntie, tell me quickly." Gong Changyu grabbed Rong Chu's shoulders and shook them.

"After my aunt got sick, I kept asking, why didn't Lao Xue come back to see me?" Rong Chu wiped his tears, "Auntie is so good to me, I can't bear her to go......"

"Oh my God-" When Gong Changyu heard the news, it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and he was paralyzed all of a sudden, leaving tears unconsciously, crying profusely: "Aunt Yinyue...... She's gone, no wonder I'm ...... On the way home...... I dreamed of her every night......"

"Cousin, don't be upset...... My aunt left you a letter, in my room, you can go back with me. Rong Chu in turn comforted Gong Changyu.

"Rong Chu, where is the tomb of the eldest lady?" Gong Changyu sobbed and said.

"In Houlong Mountain, Mu Chong. Otherwise, I'll take you there......" Rong Chu said.

"Let's go home first." Gong Changyu was in tears, it was really a man who didn't flick when he had tears, but he didn't get to the sad place.

"Master, lend me your silk ......," Gong Changyu said to Feng Jiao'er.

"Changyu, people can't be resurrected after death, so you should also mourn and change." Feng Jiao'er took out the silk silk in her arms and gently handed it to Gong Changyu.

Gong Changyu took the silk silk and kept wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, how could the tears well, although the silk was soaked, he still couldn't control the tears. It was the first time Feng Jiaoer saw a dignified seven-foot man crying and being so sad, who said that tears were her daughter's patent? It's not a sin for a man to cry, no matter how strong a person is, he has the right to be tired and taste the tears that have been absent for a long time, even if it rains, it is a kind of beauty......

"Changyu, cry, cry, cry all the grief in your heart, and you will feel better." Feng Jiao'er helped Gong Changyu to walk in the direction of the Zhu family's compound.

"The ...... of the house I just can't help it...... Why are good people always so short-lived......" Gong Changyu said with a choked voice.

"Changyu, you be strong. The lifespan of people is predestined, and no one can help it. Feng Jiaoer comforted Gong Changyu and said.

"If there is only heartbreak behind the smile, there is no need to be so embarrassed." Huang Qinggong, the black marshal, also followed, "General, I didn't expect that you seem to be very strong on the outside, but you are very fragile on the inside, and you also have a tender side. ”

"Hei Dashuai, if your relatives encounter misfortune, I don't think you will be much better!" Xu Yanxia glared at the black handsome.

As soon as Xu Yanxia said this, Huang Qinggong immediately shut up. Memories are like water in your hands, whether you hold them tightly or spread them out, they will slowly disappear! The years are long, the mountains and rivers are unharmed, things are not people, and they are no longer the same as they were back then.

In the past, Hei Dashuai only knew that Wei Chaohui was iron-clad, but during the Shicheng Rebellion, Wei Chaohui's parents, brothers, nephews and nieces were killed by the lord of the Blue Wolf Country. Hei Dashuai remembers that scene very clearly, and now, this is also the case with his brother Gong Changyu, what else can he say Hei Dashuai?

However, Feng Jiaoer is very calm, after all, she has experienced so many battles of life and death, experienced the pain of "losing her husband", and has a deeper understanding of life and death. Gong Changyu mentioned Yinyue's kindness to him more than once in front of her, and now he returned to his hometown with Gong Changyu and did not see Aunt Yinyue, which became Feng Jiaoer's lifelong regret.

On the bluestone paved path of less than a kilometer, Gong Changyu walked a long time for tea, and his legs were so heavy that it was almost difficult to step away. He didn't know how many times he walked back and forth on this road, and whenever the sun went down, he sang songs, carried firewood, carried fish baskets, sweated, and let the shadows be printed on the smooth stone slabs, completely unaware.

At the other end of the bluestone slab, Aunt Yinyue was at the gate of the courtyard, looking eastward to see if Gong Changyu had come back from collecting firewood, this look was ten years. In the past ten years, in order to wish the prosperity of the family compound and the growth of future generations, she has worked hard, busy with everything else, no matter how hard and tired she is, she never complains for half a sentence, and Aunt Yinyue has white hair early.

Aunt Yinyue not only taught Gong Changyu the principles of being a person in advance, such as giving priority to filial piety, respecting the old and loving the young, and not bullying the weak, etc., but also taught him a strong martial arts, telling him that martial arts are used to strengthen the body and defend the country, not to oppress the people. Aunt Yinyue's voice and smile kept appearing in front of Gong Changyu's eyes, but now it is separated by yin and yang, how can you not break your liver and intestines?

Finally arrived at the door of the Zhu family's compound, the gate was open, and Gong Changyu stood for a long time and did not go in. Zhu Rongchu took Gong Changyu's hand and said, "Cousin, the day before yesterday, my father and eldest brother went to Hongjiang Ancient City, and they will come back in two days. ”

"Hmm." Gong Changyu nodded.

Then Gong Changyu walked through the patio and went straight to the hall, only to see that the spiritual seat of Aunt Yinyue on the shrine had been offered to it, and there was a portrait of her on the left side of the spiritual seat (painted with toner). Seeing the portrait of Aunt Yinyue, Gong Changyu knelt on his knees, supported the ground with both hands, kowtowed nine times in a row, and couldn't cry: "Auntie, why don't you wait for me to come back and leave?" ”

"Old learner, you short-lived ghost, why did you only come back now?" Aunt Lan Ping came over with two little children (Gong Changyu's little cousins Rong Fan and Rong Ji) and scolded, "Your Aunt Yinyue kept chanting your name before leaving. It's good for you, your aunt regards you as her own, but you are so ruthless, you have been a soldier for five or six years, and you don't write a letter to your family, a white-eyed wolf who forgets about righteousness! ”

"Aunt-" Gong Changyu turned around, saw that it was Lan Ping coming, immediately wiped the tears on his face, and quickly stood up.

"What's the use of you crying at home! If you still have a little filial piety, go to the ancestral mountain of Mu Chong to see your Aunt Yinyue and talk to her. Lan Ping said with a dark face.

Seeing Gong Changyu empty-handed again, Lan Ping's eyes widened again and said, "When you come back today, are you here to ask for silver again?" ”