Five years later, fifty-four-year-old Lin Yuan no longer remembered everyone and everything.

He tried to remember everything with his portraits, but his memory deteriorated so much that often when he lifted the pen, he had already forgotten what he was drawing.

simply, five years allowed him to keep a few pictures.

"This is the first time I met your grandmother, she was washing her face by the river with her trouser legs rolled up. I was catching fish on the other side of the river, and when I looked up, I saw a beautiful girl smiling at the river. Lin Yuan sat at the gate of the courtyard and said to his five-year-old grandson.

Five-year-old Gu Buli dragged his chin and quietly sat at the gate of the courtyard with his grandfather.

"It was our wedding day, and a room full of guests congratulated us. When you lift your grandmother's red hijab, the heartbeat of that scene will not diminish for a long time to come. ”

"And this one, when there was a war disaster in our hometown, the village was burned down, and the family was gone. I fled with your uncle on my back, and your grandmother followed me step by step with two big burdens, and she was still pregnant with your mother.

At the worst of times, your uncles and grandfather were so sick that they could only breathe a breath, and everyone was waiting to die.

But your grandmother soaked her embroidered hands in cold water, washed and boiled medicine for the people in the yard, made a fire and cooked, and read medical books over and over again to find a way out. This dry well is the last way she left for herself......"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Yuan suddenly threw the painting to hide his face and cry, and waterfall-like tears leaked from his fingers: "Wan Niang...... Wan Niang ......"

Seeing this, Gu Buli on the side was busy "struggling" and running into the house with his little short legs: "Mother, mother, come on, my grandfather is going to get sick again......"

"Where? Who told you to run away with your grandfather? Holding the woman's bun, he bent and led the three-year-old Lin Buqi in time to appear, and the anxiety on his face could not be concealed.

Gu Buli immediately pointed behind him, but there was no one on the low stool at the entrance of the courtyard.

Frightened, he hurriedly let go of his daughter's hand and lifted her skirt and ran out of the door, and several servants followed with pale faces. If the old man gets lost, they don't have to live.

"Daddy...... Father...... Where are you? Father...... Don't scare me! After searching for more than ten miles, Wanwan's voice was choked and he cried.

Behind him, a hurried horse suddenly stopped, and it was Gu Nanjin who had returned home after finishing his errands: "Come up." ”

Bend-bend seemed to have found the backbone, and tears welled up all of a sudden: "I'll just cook a meal, and my father will be gone." I still left him at home, but I searched everywhere, but I couldn't find my father, and I lost my father......"

"yes, I know." Gu Nanjin patted her on the back and took off the cloak on her body to wrap her. The oversized cloak gave her warmth, and it still carried his residual body heat.

Gu Nanjin hugged her with one hand, held the reins with the other and led her to look aimlessly, and her handsome face was calm and calm.

I don't know how long it took, but I followed the direction of Gu Nanjin's finger to see Lin Yuan, who was pulling people everywhere and crying silently.

"Have you seen my Wanniang...... Where did my Wanniang go...... Please help me post a missing person notice, I want to find Wanniang...... Wan Niang...... Wan Niang...... Where are you......"

Watching her father walk barefoot in the crowd, his bright clothes were torn up many times, his silver hair was piled up on his head like weeds, and he buried his face in Gu Nanjin's arms and cried silently.

After a while, she bit her lip and walked over quickly to grab her father: "Dad, you come home with me, I know where my mother is." ”

Lin Yuan, who couldn't cry, pushed her to the ground: "Who are you?" Why is the blue sky pulling and pulling, Wanniang will be unhappy when she sees it! ”

Wanwan sat on the ground without any image and cried: "Dad, don't make trouble, I'm Heyi!" I've been riding on your shoulders since I was a child, don't forget me......"

Lin Yuan didn't care about this crazy woman who was spilling all over the ground, and pulled the passers-by to ask over and over again, "Where did my Wanniang go...... Have you seen Wan Niang......"

"Tie it back." Gu Nanjin, who pulled Wanwan into his arms, frowned and gave an order.

Lin Yuan, who was anxious to find someone, shouted: "Don't tie me up...... Don't tie me up...... I'm still looking for Wan Niang......"

I was so distressed that I bent into Gu Nanjin's arms and cried.

But he didn't seem to hear, and he forgot that the woman in front of him who broke down and cried was his daughter who had loved him for decades.

Fortunately, as soon as he was brought back to the Lin Mansion, Lin Yuan, who was struggling, saw Wen Wan waiting at the door, she was like a quietly blooming water lily as she remembered, looking at him gently: "Coming back?" ”

Lin Yuan, who couldn't help but struggle, couldn't care less about being tied up by five flowers, and fell in front of her with a light touch, choking and asking, "Where have you been?" It's not peaceful outside, how can you make me unable to find you? ”

Wen Wan shook the roast chicken wrapped in oiled paper in her hand: "You didn't say that you want to eat Li Ji roast chicken, I'll buy you roast chicken." ”

Lin Yuan took her hand and cried like a child whose beloved thing had been lost: "If you don't eat it, you won't eat it." ”

Wen Wan smiled and scolded: "Bad old man." ”

She knew that he couldn't hold it anymore, so she had to go out every day and let him wait for her to return every day. In this way, he can have hope of living.

Lin Yuan felt that this bad old man was very good, and he wanted to taste it again, but he suddenly felt very sleepy and wanted to sleep. So, he fell straight to the ground behind him, covered in blood......

At night, Wen Wan hugged him and sat in a large bathtub, which was soaked with pungent Chinese medicine.

The bloody hole in the back of his head was tightly bandaged, but he was still screaming in pain, and his voice was terrible.

When he is unconscious, he will even hit his head in a frenzy, reaching out and grabbing his chest into a bloody blur, and no one can stop him.

Only by soaking in the medicine barrel all night and all night can he relieve some of the pain and stop hurting others and himself. Wen Wan also hugged him tightly and accompanied him to soak all night long......

But his illness was getting worse and worse, and the opium that the mute went to buy was becoming more and more ineffective, and the medicinal herbs in the medicine barrel could only give him more and more temporary peace.

But he would occasionally come to his senses, take her gentle hand and tell her: "You have a bad spleen and stomach, don't eat indiscriminately." If you don't remember the way, don't go out alone. ”

At the end, he would sigh again: "You are so cowardly, without me, you are afraid that you will not be able to live." ”

Wen Wan smiled and kissed his lips, the tears in the corners of her eyes broke into threads: "Don't worry about me, I can cook and cover the quilt." ”

He lives in his own world and can't understand her words at all, but he will carefully raise his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and his eyes are full of distress: "Don't cry, don't cry, you will never live up to Qingqing." ”

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