Zhong Ling followed the little fox's gaze. I saw that there was a free stall not far in front of me, and there were some messy goods on display, and at a glance I knew that there was nothing particularly good. It's just some boutiques. It's not worth much.

The stall was set up by an old man with an empty left arm. The only remaining right arm was also covered in scars. Under a wide and worn black cloak coat, it was blown up by the wind, revealing a thin and thin body.

The old man sat at the back of the stall and didn't solicit customers, just sat quietly. He stared blankly at his own things, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Whoosh!" the little fox quickly ran to the old man's stall and plunged into the old man's arms.

"Woo woo woo! Grandpa Yun!" the little fox lowered his voice and cried, calling out to Grandpa Yun.

The old man was reminded of his travel spirit by the sudden movement. I saw a raccoon cat in my arms, and heard him call "Grandpa Yun".

This scene is so familiar.

A few years ago, this scene would have been repeated several times a day in that familiar land.

For several years, this scene could only appear in my dreams from time to time every day.

Now, he couldn't tell if it was a dream or reality.

The old man didn't dare to move, afraid that if he did, the feeling would disappear like every time he woke up.

He just sat there. Let the tears fall, fall down his cheeks, fall down and wet his chest.

A tanuki's palm gently wiped away his tears.

"Grandpa Yun, don't cry. Grandpa Yun!"

The old man slowly stretched out his only right hand in disbelief, and carefully, slowly touched the smooth hair of the little fox.

Suddenly, his right hand hugged the little fox in his arms tightly. I cried out loud.

No words, no other actions. Just hugged the little fox and cried all the time.

The hardships of the past few years, the longing for being uprooted for several years, and the surprise of meeting suddenly today, are all in this embrace.

The buyers passing by looked indifferently, but no one stopped.

The seller on the side is probably used to the old man crying, and he didn't come forward to comfort him.

The grandfather and grandson have been holding each other like this.

Zhong Ling and the national teacher were very strange about the little fox's actions. But in the end, I also understood that the two of them were acquaintances.

At this time, a man wrapped in a black robe walked in front of Old Man Yun's stall. Then, he quickly reached out and took the two items on the stall and hid them in the black robe and wanted to leave.

Zhong Ling and the national teacher stood in front of and behind the man.

"Give the things back!" said the national teacher coldly.

After hearing the words of the national teacher behind him, the man was stunned. He looked at the little girl staring at him in front of him. Teeth gritted. The whole body crashed into Zhong Ling, preparing to escape from Zhong Ling's side.

"Smack!" the man knelt on the ground as soon as he took a step. He had a soft whip wrapped around the ankles of both of his feet. The soft whip of the national teacher.

Then he saw a small fist grow in his eyes.

The man was directly beaten to death by Zhong Ling's fist.

The national teacher glanced at Zhong Ling, and the two of them pulled the old man and the other took the things from the stall and left quickly.

In a corner of the black market. The national teacher placed the old man on a stone. Zhong Ling also threw a bag of things on the ground beside him.

A barrier to silence the sound was cast by the national teacher, covering several people inside.

The old man stopped crying when he was pulled away from the stall. I've been secretly observing these two women I don't know.

Sitting on the stone, he uttered the first words of the day: "Who are you?"

"Grandpa Yun, we are friends with the little fox. Zhong Ling said.

"How do you know my name?" the old man immediately became nervous.

"The little fox told me. He told me about you. Zhong Ling saw the old man's nervousness, hurriedly explained, and called the little fox loudly: "Little fox, don't cry, tell the old man who we are!"

The little fox also wiped her tears and said, "Grandpa Yun, don't worry! They are all good people and my friends." ”