Time drifted back to a long, long time ago with Grandpa's thoughts.

Stepping on the spring rain and dew, a middle-aged man in an ink robe walked into the hall with light steps.

"Break the city, have you prepared tea for me, I don't have anything else to worry about here, just think about Amecai's good tea!"

In the hall, the man who had already sat there saw the person who was coming, and he didn't get up to greet him, but he still sat there, lifted the lid of the cup on one side, and the cup was steaming, and said with a smile: "I know that you are good, of course I have already prepared good tea, you see that it is still hot." ”

Then he continued: "You say that you are a big man who doesn't like to drink and loves to drink tea, and you have been like this for so many years, just like those sour and rotten literati. To put it mildly, you should tell me a good story, what is so good about this tea, I use it to rinse my mouth. ”

The ink-robed man didn't reply immediately, but sat down straight, took a sip of the teacup, and then said: "Broken city, you are wrong, you look down on literati, if you want those people to know, you will feel better." ”

"What can they do to me if they know about it, and I haven't broken the law, so it's okay to just talk about it, and besides, I'm not stupid enough to say this in front of others. ”

Seeing this scoundrel of the other party, the ink-robed man had no choice but to laugh and say, "Hahahaha!

When the laughter was about to stop, the other party continued to ask: "Qingyan, don't laugh patronissily, you haven't told me what is good about this tea, why can't I drink it?"

The ink-robed man smiled slightly and explained: "This tea, you have to taste it carefully, it's interesting, drink it like you, drink anything, so I can't understand it even if I tell you." ”

"Hmph, I'm making a fuss here again, don't say it, don't say it, I'm not rare. ”

Then he continued: "What's wrong with me drinking like this? Isn't it just tea mixed with some water, after all, it's still water, or water with something, what's the difference between it and those soups." Besides, the water is just to quench your thirst, so you can tell me what's wrong with me drinking like this!"

"Hahahaha! Broken city, I kind of found out, you have a lot of crooked reasoning, I can't mean you. But I still have to remind you that drinking tea is better than drinking, and it can also refresh yourself, after all, drinking is wrong. ”

"What kind of drinking mistakes, it's because you can't drink enough, so you will miss your business. You see it's no problem for me to drink a few pounds! It's still warm all over, how good!" As he spoke, the middle-aged man subconsciously patted his chest, and there were a few muffled sounds.

Looking at the middle-aged man's proud appearance, the ink-robed man didn't want to continue the topic with him, so he could only say helplessly: "Okay, Pocheng, I know that you have a good amount of alcohol, can I serve you?" But I can see that Qingyu is still very similar to you in some places. ”

As soon as he heard the mention of his son, the other party immediately became anxious and exclaimed: "Don't be that stinky boy in front of me, you said that he is like me there, even if he is stupid, he is so big and still cringes at me all day long, when I ask him what is the matter, he can't even let out a fart for half a day, where do you say he is like me!"

"That's not because you used to murder him all the time, kid, you'll always be afraid. ”

"Where did I murder him, that's how I came here when I was a child, don't you know? If you want me to say, that stinky boy is like a, without a bit of manhood. ”

"Good, good, I know, I know it. By the way, Broken City, aren't you looking for me to have something? Something is important, tell me, what's the matter?"

"Oh, don't you say I forgot, it's not a big deal. ”

Speaking of this, the other party was silent for a while, and then said impatiently: "Hey, it's not about our two sons, no, it should be related to that stinky boy." ”

"You mean the shadows, Broken City. I told the empty about this a long time ago, and he didn't resist, so he agreed directly. No, he even passed the trial, I think it's no problem. ”

"Well, I'm not worried about the shadows, but to put it mildly, I'm not just referring to this. ”

"Oh, what are you trying to say?"

"To put it lightly, you also know that our Long family has to lead troops to fight for generations, but if you look at Qingyu's stupid appearance, I really don't know what he will do in the future. He can't read books, he doesn't understand any art of war now, and if he practices martial arts for so long, he hasn't grown at all. This stinky boy doesn't even have any talent from me, and now I'm annoyed when I see him, I really don't know what else he can do in the future?"

"To put it lightly, I don't want to say anything else, I just hope that Qingyu can practice martial arts well, you see that your family is empty, and it is not an exaggeration to call it talented, so I hope that I can help him more in the future, you know, I don't just mean to help as a shadow. ”

"Broken city, how can you say this about your own child, Qingyu is wise and foolish, and it will be fine in the future, as for the two of them. ”

Before he finished speaking, Long Pocheng's voice suddenly rose a few decibels, and he said loudly: "What's wrong with me, isn't he allowed to say anything about his stupid appearance, don't you say it, I get angry when I think of him now, if it weren't for his appearance, I'm afraid that he will die on the battlefield in a daze in the future! I don't bother to care about him! Why, to put it lightly, am I wrong?"

"Okay, break the city, be quiet, don't let the child hear it, the child is still young, it's good to grow up. ”

"Where I'm small, I'm fifteen, I'm already on the battlefield like him, and I'm like him, and it's useless except to be taller. To put it lightly, you said, how come your Mo family has such a talented kid as Kongjue, and when you come to our Lao Long family, there is only this stupid boy left, what do you say is going on with this God, why is it so unfair this time. ”

Seeing that the old man was angry at the mention of his son, Mo comforted him lightly: "Okay, okay, break the city, don't worry, although Qingyu may be a little stupid, he is kind-hearted and sincere, isn't it very good." ”

"What is good! What is good, what is good! What is kind-hearted and sincere, this is stupid! Tell me how he will go to battle after he looks like this! How can he kill the enemy for me! Isn't this a disgrace to my old dragon's face!"

Long Pocheng's voice reached the outside of the room one after another, and in the corner of the courtyard, a young woman wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and left without saying a word with the maids to the opposite side of the hall.

"Break the city, you be quiet, quiet! What if Ami hears it later?"

As soon as Mo lightly mentioned Ami, Long Pocheng's high-pitched voice instantly dropped to normal decibels, and he replied, "What! You said Ami would hear it." I'm sorry, but I'm so excited, you said you wouldn't really let Ami hear it just now. ”

"Probably not, if Ami comes, someone will come to report it, isn't this someone coming yet, it shouldn't be heard. Don't be angry, it's your own child after all. ”

"To put it mildly, you're right, Ami shouldn't have heard it. ”

Thinking of Ami's soft and weak appearance, Long Pocheng continued to mutter, "It's good that Ami didn't hear it, it's good that you didn't hear it." ”

"Broken City, don't worry too much, it's okay. ”

"Well, it's all to blame on this stupid son, let's talk about it, if it weren't for him, how could Ami be angry with me before, and the time with me is getting less and less, it's really going to me off. ”

"Break the city, it's not because you always scold Qingyu, you know, if you scold him, you are saying that Ami is not good, you are fighting outside all the year round, and it is rare to be quiet at home a few times a year, Qingyu has been taught by Ami for so many years, isn't it equivalent to scolding Ami when you scold Qingyu?"

"I know that Ami is Qingyu's mother, but I am still Qingyu's father, what do you say this stupid boy doesn't scold! ”

"Break the city, don't worry, it will get better slowly, sometimes time can change everything. ”

"Hey, say it lightly, looking at Qingyu like that, I really don't know what to do, I just hope he can open his mind in the future. ”

Listening to Long Pocheng's sustenance, Mo Qingyan looked at the blue sky outside the window, and said slowly: "Yes, yes, they will be blue after all." ”

On the other side, a tall child was holding a sword and practicing in a proper manner. The scorching sun overhead shone down on the child's sweat-covered bronzed skin, and it shone like it shone on the water. However, the child ignored the heat of the weather, and continued to practice his swordsmanship meticulously, and the puddles of water stains in the figures on the ground may be the best proof of the boy's efforts.

On the side, the young woman was watching the boy practice, and every time the boy swung it, he would be swept aside with the sweat of his efforts, and remembering what she had just heard, the woman's eyes gradually moistened, she bit her lip tightly, put her hands on her chest, clutched the silk scarf in her hand tightly, and stood there silently without moving. Seeing this, the maids behind them also stayed quietly aside, bowing their heads and saying nothing.

After a while, the woman adjusted her mood, walked forward with the maids, and shouted to the boy: "Qingyu, I'm tired after practicing for so long, come and drink some water and rest for a while." ”

Hearing the voice, Long Qingyu stopped the movement in his hand, looked back, and saw that his mother was coming over with tea, and said happily: "Mother, why are you here, I have just practiced for a long time, and I am not tired." ”

"Don't be tired, don't think I don't know, you've been practicing for two hours, come, come here, drink some water, that's all for today." With that, the woman stepped forward to wipe the child's sweat.

Seeing this, Long Qingyu hurriedly said: "Don't don't, mother, don't come here, I don't have anything to shade here, the sun is poisonous, I'll go over." While speaking, Long Qingyu ran to his mother.

When Long Qingyu approached, the woman found that her child was as if he had just come out of the water, his whole body was wet, and there was sweat dripping from his chin to the ground.

"Silly boy, look at you, why do you practice so hard, practice martial arts and practice martial arts, but you also have to pay attention to your body, you are not allowed to be like this in the future, do you know?"

"Mother, it's out of the way, I'm in good health, don't worry about me. ”

Looking at the child's appearance, the woman was very distressed, and said softly: "Qingyu, you must also have a degree of martial arts, don't force yourself too much, you know?"

"Mother, if you don't get in the way, the child knows. The mother also knows that the child can't read well, let alone do learning, if he can't even practice martial arts, it will be too shameful for his father and mother, so the child should practice martial arts well and prove it to others. ”

Looking at the child's determined eyes, the woman swallowed back what she wanted to say, and said instead: "Child, not everyone necessarily has to be a hero, sometimes ordinary people are quite good. ”

"Mother, what do you say, the child should practice martial arts well, and in the future, he will go into battle like his father to kill the enemy and become a big hero like his father!"

Hearing this, the woman paused for a moment to wipe her sweat, and then continued to wipe the child's sweat.

Seeing that his mother did not respond, Long Qingyu was puzzled: "What's the matter, mother?

"No, no, Qingyu is right, you have to go into battle to kill the enemy like your father in the future and be a big hero, so that your father and mother will be happy for you. ”

"Well, I'll definitely work hard, mother. ”

After speaking, Long Qingyu quickly took a few sips of water, took the sword again, and returned to the scorching sun to continue practicing.

Seeing that the child continued to practice again, the woman hurriedly called: "Qingyu, why are you in such a hurry, rest for a while and practice again." ”

"Don't get in the way, mother, the child has already rested, and the child has to practice everything that the master taught today. ”

Seeing the child sweating there again, although the woman was reluctant, she had no choice but to order: "Qingyu, don't practice for a while today, be careful of heat stroke, you know?"

"The child knows, mother. Go get busy, and the child will practice for a while and then go to rest. ”

After watching the child practice for a while, the woman left with mixed feelings

At night, when night falls, every house is lit up with candles. In the clean room, there are many books neatly arranged, and a slender teenager with long hair and a shawl is reading at the desk by the lamp.

Knock knock, knock on the door interrupted the young man's reading, got up to open the door, but saw Mo Qingyan looking at him with a smile.

"Empty, I'm reading a book. ”

"Yes, father, the child is reading a book, I don't know what is going on?" As he spoke, Mo Kongjie welcomed his father into the room.

Mo Qingyan closed the door with a smile first, and then walked to the chair next to the desk and sat down. But Mo Kongjue still stood aside in an orderly manner, waiting for Mo to speak lightly.

"Don't stand there, sit down, we don't need that. ”

"It's okay father, it's good for the child to stand, and it's been reading for a long time, so it's just standing and moving. ”

"Well, then Daddy won't force it. ”

After speaking, Mo lightly glanced at the room, flipped through the books on the table, and said after a while: "Empty, is my father asking you something?"

"Father, please speak. ”

Mo paused lightly, and then said, "Do you remember Qingyu?"

"Qingyu, is my father talking about Long Qingyu? is it the same Long Qingyu we played with when we were children?"

"Yes, it's him, do you remember?"

"Of course I remember, I'm not his shadow now, of course I remember him. ”

After listening, Mo thought about it lightly. Then he said: "I'm not talking about this, I'm talking about Qingyu at that time that you still remember?"

His father's words made Mo Kongjue fall into deep memories, and after a moment of recollection, Mo Kongjue said: "At that time, although Qingyu was very tall among his peers, he was stupid. ”

"Yes, Qingyu was stupid at that time, but I remember that you didn't tell Qingyu your name at that time. ”

"Yes, father, Qingyu doesn't know my name, just calls me Akong. ”

"Hahaha, yes, it's empty, you still remember it, but Qingyu hasn't changed as much as you, and it's still the same as before. ”

Hearing this, Mo Kongjie muttered: "Are you still as stupid as before? After that, it will be really a trouble, no, it should be said to be a burden." ”

"Empty, what did you just say?"

"It's nothing, father, I don't know what my father did when he mentioned Qingyu, is it about the shadow. ”

"Empty, I know you still have a grudge against becoming a shadow, but I believe you will understand in the future, Qingyu will definitely be a hero in the future, a person worthy of your follow. ”

Hearing his father mention the matter of becoming a shadow, and his evaluation of Long Qingyu was so high, Mo Kongjue's tone was a little cold, and then said: "Father, the child is not averse to becoming a shadow, since this matter is destined, the child just did what he should do, and has no other ideas." ”

"Alright, Void, let's not talk about that today. Do you know? Today, your Uncle Long specifically looked for me. ”

Hearing Uncle Long, Mo Kongjue asked with some curiosity, "Father, what is Uncle Long looking for you?"

"It's nothing, Uncle Long just hopes that you can help Qingyu more in the future. ”

"Father, I am already Qingyu's shadow now, how else does Uncle Long want me to help him?"

"Empty, Uncle Long didn't mean that, what Uncle Long said was that he hoped that in addition to being Qingyu's shadow, it would be best to be"

However, before Mo could finish speaking, Mo Kongjie rushed to say: "Become a brother? Uncle Long is inevitably a little difficult for a strong man, but brother doesn't say that it can be done." ”

"Empty, it seems that you still care a lot about being a shadow. ”

Hearing this, Mo Kong never wanted to continue the following topic with his father, so he clasped his hands into fists and said to his father: "Father, the child doesn't want to mention the shadow now, and he doesn't want to talk about Long Qingyu anymore, if his father has nothing else, then the child will rest, I hope my father will forgive me." ”

Seeing Mo Kongjue like this, Mo was not annoyed lightly, and said softly: "Okay, well, then Daddy won't bother you, but it's empty, you remember to go to Longfu with me tomorrow morning, you know." ”

Mo Kongjue still lowered his head and replied, "Father, the child knows. ”

After speaking, Mo walked out of Mo's empty room and helped him close the door.