Twenty-two Jiangnan complex

Yan Zhongran turned around step by step, entered the inner hall, and saw a group of apricot forests in a hurry, hurriedly bowed down to the couch, and looked up at his grandmother - his face was sallow, his chest was undulating, and there was still a breath of resentment!

"Grandma-grandma-" Zhong Ran called softly, "I have put the Mochizuki eel-into the Fen River, and you always put a hundred and twenty hearts?!" ”

"Whew-Wow-Wow-" Grandmother Yan had a big breath and a weak intake, her limbs trembled slightly, and she didn't say a word, just two cloudy tears from the corners of her eyes!

Zhong Ran burst into tears, grabbed his grandmother's hand, and put it on his cheek, Grandmother Yan's fingers moved three times, and fell into silence.

"Grandma? Grandma-grandma-" Zhongran cried hoarsely as he grabbed his grandmother's hand.

"Madame, ma'am, you-wake up, you-wake up?!" Yan Fu is also crying with a hammer headache!

"Big young master? Master, are you-the festival mourning, take care of your body?! ”、

"Yes! Oh, yes?! ”、

"Can't death happen? Want to open some! ”、

……

Yan Zhongran acted as his father - kept filial piety for three years before he recovered from depression: how good is Jiangnan? It's hard to give up your homeland! After all, Jinyang is a native of his own country, and hundreds of people rely on Yanfu to eat—you can't sit and eat empty, right??

Therefore, he settled his mind and took care of the family business carefully...

In a flash, Yan Zhongran was more than seventy years old, full of children and grandchildren, but he was depressed all day long: he was really nostalgic for the green mountains and green waters in the south of the Yangtze River, thinking of his best friend, the old man Qianxiang!

So-called:

It is rare to have a confidant in life, and every year is lovesick;

Look at the three Jiazi, it's really hard not to go at this time.

Twenty-three rushed to Jiangnan

It's true: the parents are worried about the next generation, and the next generation is not virtuous and filial.

Yan Ruyi discussed with her mother: "Father-I must want to go to Jiangnan!" What to do? ”

"Let him go! If your father doesn't go, he should live like a year?! "Feng Shi-Hongyu is quite open-minded, and she also knows the mind of her wife for thirty years!

In this way, Yan Zhongran's hair was snow-white, and he didn't have the slightest idea of nostalgia for Jinyang.

After many days without words, Yan Delu, the son of Yan Fu, held a small sedan chair in Tsing Yi and rushed to Tongxi County before the autumn sunset!

"Sir? Let's take a break - we will go south tomorrow, and we will be able to reach the Golden Dragon Temple by noon - I have already inquired with the mountain people?! Delu whispered.

"When-is-what?" Zhongran asked intermittently.

"Sunset-Unitary Time?!" Delu hurried to the interface.

"Rush to the foot of Jinlong Mountain, go to my brother's house - have dinner?! I'm going to have a few drinks with him. Zhongran gasped and urged...

The group hurried and hurried, and finally came to the foot of Jinlong Mountain at midnight.

The dark surrounding mountains, in the moonlight, really look like a big turtle, and there is no ghost fire in sight, let alone - meet people!

Yan Delu was a little confused: There is no one at all, how can there be food?

He didn't dare to ask more: in the sedan chair, there was a snoring sound - the master father was asleep.

"What to do? You can't climb the mountain overnight, can you?! Walk lightly - that's it, the sedan drivers are really tired enough?! As soon as he thought so, he motioned for the two palanquin drivers to stop.

"Brother-brother-" The rooster crowed twice to wake up Zhongran, and he moved his body in the sedan chair, which immediately woke up Delu.

"Sir? Are you - awake? Delu asked.

"Hmmm! I-want to find a little bit of a solution? Zhongran lifted the car curtain.

Yan Delu hurriedly stepped forward to help!

The people of Jinlongshan got out of the sedan chair and immediately made a stir: the autumn night in the south of the Yangtze River is a little cold.

He saw the more than 200 zhang high Golden Dragon Mountain, a beautiful place haunted by dreams, and he was completely sleepy, so he wanted to go up the mountain early: look at the old man Qianxiang - what kind of situation is it?

"Sir, shall we wait until dawn - and then go up the mountain?" Delu was timid.

After finishing the solution, he paced back and forth beside the sedan car a few times

- Sedan chair man, wake up early!

"Delu? I want to go to the temple early?! Zhong Ran said half-discussed.

"Okay! Master, you first - get on the sedan chair" Yan Delu promised...

Is:

In the dark, the sky is destined, and the mountains and rivers visit the bosom friend;

It takes time to be restless, and it is difficult to travel lightly and quickly.

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