The north is bitter cold, the hardest is still the harsh winter, a heavy snow is coming, people are overwhelmed, fortunately, Xuanzhou is peaceful, although the life of people is hard, but they don't have to suffer from the war, and they live a stable life. It's just that after a heavy snowfall, it is inevitable that there will be a few old people who can't hold on, so the snow and white clothes make this cold winter even more lonely and lonely.

The old people all say that the snow is a good year, the snow under the land is moistened, and the crops in the coming year will be harvested, so that the children at home do not complain about the heavy snow, and the current desolation can lay a good foundation for the next year's birds, flowers, wheat waves, and rice.

In the morning, Tian Qing got up early to clean up the huge grass horse farm, reinforcing the fence and clearing the snow as long as he moved, he was always busy, especially after Chu Shishan and He left, this grass horse farm was even bigger.

Now it's still the Yuan Day Festival, whether it's working in the field, or going outside to do a short job will take advantage of this time to rest and rest, even the children who have been required to study well on weekdays are rare to have a few days of leisure, don't have to face the unsmiling private school Mr., even the parents and elders at home are not willing to be too harsh in these days, so the children are just wandering around in groups of three or five, in addition to the security of Daming City has always been very safe and don't worry, the elders are too lazy to teach anything, It is to shout that you should waste more effort when eating.

Children are idle, adults are also idle, drinking wine and eating meat stubble after stubble seem to be willing to give up after making up for the wine owed this year, it seems that only the old people in the village can't be idle.

Early in the morning, the sky was still bright, and there were a few old people who were familiar with Tian Qing who had eaten early, carrying wooden hammers and wooden rakes along the way to talk and laugh and rush to the grass horse farm, in fact, it was just that he was familiar with Tian Qing when he was a child, and he didn't know the height of the sky and thought about going to the grass horse farm every day to dig out the bird's nest, and this coming and going was also familiar with Tian Qing, but as he grew older, he slowly became a gray-haired old man who understood how terrifying this old man who looked ordinary at the venue.

The old people are willing to help, the grass horse farm is very large, if you really expect Tian Qing to clean up alone, it is undoubtedly a fool's dream, so someone is naturally welcome to Tian Qing, of course, welcome to welcome, Tian Qing doesn't care about food here, of course, they don't dare to eat.

Once people get to work, they like to talk about it when they are idle, and the most is nothing more than whose children are more promising, whose children are more bastards, and they talk a lot and I don't know how to talk about the deceased old man, they say a lot, and even a few Tian Qing know, which makes him a little lost.

For more than 3,000 years, Tian Qing has sent away many old friends one after another, making him more and more withdrawn now, unwilling to take the initiative to get close to others, in fact, it is not that Tian Qing did not let them prolong their lives, but how can they help for a while, in the end, it is still difficult to escape the destruction of the years, after all, it is going to turn into a skeleton and sleep forever underground.

As the sun began to set, the old people also said goodbye and left, now it is winter and the sky is getting dark, and the cold wind is getting stronger, and their old bones are eating like this.

After Tian Qing saw them leave, it took a long time to slowly close the wooden fence gate, in fact, as long as it wasn't for the bastard boy from Chu Shi Shanhe here, Tian Qing had always closed the door very early, and of course it was the same this time. Tian Qing carefully clamped the wooden hammer and rake under his armpit, and then walked to the thatched house with a few plates and a few tea bowls.

Although the rice was not allowed to be eaten, the dim sum and coarse tea that could be used to satisfy the stomach Tian Qing still prepared, although they were all gadgets that even Qi practitioners couldn't look down on, but the pure aura contained in them was enough to ensure that they could safely read this cold winter.

Tian Qing pushed open the door that was a little cold, and as expected, it was empty inside, Tian Qing put away the tea bowls and plates in his hand and put the wooden hammer and rake, stared at the snow all over the ground for a while before returning to the thatched house and moving out the chaise longue made by Chu Shi Shanhe himself, and moved to lie down under the bare willow tree.

The bare and somewhat thin willow tree danced with the cold wind and gently brushed Tian Qing's cheek with a willow branch, as if it was caressing this lonely soul.

Tian Qing closed his eyes, the wrinkles on his face were twisted together, and he didn't know what to think again.

"Aren't you saying I'm too ruthless?

。」 Tian Qing suddenly asked, this is this huge grass horse farm, there is no one except Tian Qing, I don't know who this guy who was full of evil back then will ask.

A long time after Tian Qing asked this question, as a sudden gust of wind blew, the willow trees swayed back and forth as if nodding to this Tian Qing.

"When I was young, you always advised me to be more ruthless, but when I was old, why did you make me more merciful?" Tian Qing fell into a deep weight of self-blame, he covered his face with his hands, as if he was questioning someone and as if he was confessing something.

Tian Qing muttered to himself: "Taboo that bastard boy, I'm so distressed, I already regarded him as my own child, but, die!" You have to die once, how can you live if you don't die. The kid seemed to be indifferent to some of them, but his chest and abdomen were full of resentment. He left here before just to make a reputation, saying that he was going back to slap their Master Chu family in the face, but he didn't even know what he really wanted."

"If it weren't for the desire to go home, he might not even be able to make this journey. After this goes home, he has to go back, back to his home that is no longer home, he carries his own resentment, with my hatred, with Su Su's expectations, he has gone too heavy, too heavy."

I don't know when a crystal sparkle flowed from the fingers covering his face, and Tian Qing's voice had already turned into a cry: "I treat him as my own child, he is too much like me, too much like me, just like me back then, carrying too many things, one day he will be bent by those things, just like me, exactly the same." Only by letting him die once can he really see it, and only when he feels the cold that penetrates to the bone, he may be able to understand the meaning of life."

"I didn't pay attention to his fight, if he was willing to push one step at the beginning, half a step, even if it was just half a step, how could he fall to this kind of lose-lose situation, when it was time to fight, when it was time to hide, this is the long-term way, if it is just sharp, how can it be possible to survive to the end, I realized this matter very late, I don't want him to go to our old path again."

In the end, Tian Qing wiped away the tears on his cheeks before he was willing to put down his hand, then turned his head and deliberately put on a reluctant look and said: "The child is in trouble, and he always has to be a parent to find a way to clean up, why do you feel sorry for him, you go, I won't go anyway."

Willow reluctantly stroked Tian Qing's cheek with the help of the north wind, as if to uncover his "arrogant and angry" mask, but Tian Qing grabbed the wicker and gently pressed it on his face, and Willow refused to give up.

With a burst of cyan fluorescence, the willow branch actually grew a verdant willow leaf at a speed visible to the naked eye, and when the willow leaf completely turned green, it also left the branch and drifted further north with the cold wind.

Dead wood is full of life in spring.