The news that Qili Chong Chen family was driving the crane to the west spread far and wide, and the nearby villagers were grateful to him for his long-term medicine and rescue, and they all spontaneously carried yellow table paper and funeral supplies to the Golden Dragon Temple to send the old man on his last journey.

When Chen Shunzhan carried his father on his back and followed his mother to the small sedan chair, panting and came to the temple, the pergola on the top of the bamboo mat had been erected, the table of eight immortals was erected, and the band sat around the table; The villagers who came first came in groups of three or five, washing vegetables, washing rice, and making tea—all busy!

Chen Yuyan slipped off his son's back, untied the filial piety handkerchief around his waist, and staggered towards the temple gate. Shunzhan stepped forward to lift the sedan curtain and helped out the little foot mother - at this time, the low and desolate horn suddenly sounded...

Yan Delu, who was busy, caught a glimpse of Shunzhan and the two white-haired old men, and immediately understood: The daughter-in-law of the old man Qianxiang had arrived. He hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Chen Yuyan - led to the courtyard of the temple. Yu Yan saw the old father parked on the door panel, and sorrow came from it, and he shook off Delu - tears flowed in his eyes; While crying, he knelt down in front of the funeral bed, and crouched on his father's body, crying more and more mournful!

Seeing this, Yan Delu choked and was at a loss, and stood on the spot.

The cry startled Yan Zhongran, who was resting behind the main hall. He got up and slowly moved to the front of the temple—calling softly:

"De-Lu—"

"Master, Shunzhan's father and mother have arrived..."Delu ran to the front, holding the old master, and reminded him in his ear.

"Okay, help me - get over!" The Jinlongshan man walked tremblingly and asked:

"Is it Yu Yan-Yu Yan's nephew?"

"It's my father—my mother is here too!" Chen Shunzhan responded, and turned to his father:

"Dad, Uncle Yan - a native of Jinlongshan..."

"Which? - Which good person? Chen Yuyan stopped his sad voice and asked suspiciously:

First, he is old and has a declining memory; The second is the pain of losing his father, his heart is like a knife, his head is like a stick, and he forgot that his son said on the road, "Grandpa's old friend - 'Jinlongshan people' came back to chat".

The two old men, surrounded by young people, approached - looked at each other for a long time before speaking-

"Yuyan-it's really you,-old, really old?!" 、

"Mountain people? You are a 'Golden Dragon Mountain Man'! The appearance hasn't changed - the hair is white..."

"Brother Qianxiang, whom you and I met for the first time back then, is a mold carving. Alas - my dude, I finally met the above, and didn't say three words to me? Yan Zhongran grabbed Yu Yan's arm and looked at his old friend who covered his face with yellow paper - shaking his head and sighing, wanting to cry without tears?

"Uncle Yan, don't be sad, according to the age of your father, it is a happy event, and you didn't suffer any sin before you died!" Chen Yuyan in turn comforted his father's good brother.

"What I'm saying is, we are not sad - don't cry, save Brother Qianxiang from being uneasy in the sky!" The people of Jinlongshan calmed down and said:

"Virtuous nephew, as the old saying goes—'A man cannot be resurrected after death - when he is buried in the earth, how do you arrange the land...'"

"Uncle, my father has been living in the temple before his death, about ten years ago, he once told me: If you come to Jiangnan, I will discuss with you and choose a small piece of land in Jinlong Mountain to 'stay'; if I can't see you alive, it's all up to me. -My brother died early..."

"How's that good? - Your father didn't have time to say anything - and he left me. I remember that he accompanied me on a tour of Daao Mountain, and he stood for a long time in the northwest halfway up the mountain, at the tail of Aowei, and did not want to leave, and said, 'Good place, good place, life and death are worth it!' You see, can you settle there? Yan Zhongran recalled slowly—as if he had returned to middle age......

Is:

Qianxiang drove the crane to surprise the relatives, and Yuyan was sad;

Yao remembered the father's order, and the old friend gave a piece of the old.