Chapter 228: Floating clouds and wandering children, sunset and old love

After Chen Changsheng left the wine shop, he walked towards the southeast of Qiuyuefang, according to the shopkeeper Fei, now Zhang Xiaoliu rented a small house by the river, and he has been there for many years.

In such a world, it is difficult to move an inch without household registration and money, not that you don't work hard, but there are some things that are insurmountable for people in this era.

There was a clearing in the middle of the river in which four or five ducks were walking, and behind that was an old house, some years old.

There was a man sitting by the river, holding a bamboo pole in his hand, anxiously waiting for the fish to take the bait.

Chen Changsheng approached, glanced at the motionless river, and then at the people sitting by the river.

Compared with the beginning, Zhang Xiaoliu's figure is much more slender, and he can vaguely see the black and white interlaced hair when he looks at it from the side.

has aged a lot, and it is estimated that it is not because of age, but because of hardship.

Zhang Xiaoliu withdrew the rod and took half of the earthworm again.

This afternoon, still nothing.

"Are the fish easy to catch?" Chen Changsheng asked.

Zhang Xiaoliu was startled for a moment, and hurriedly looked to the side, his eyes widened, but then he reacted again.

"When will Mr. Chen come back......?"

Chen Changsheng ignored his surprise, and didn't care whether the ground was dirty or not, and then sat down.

He opened his mouth and asked, "It's all so down, how can you still have the heart to send wine to the mountains every year?" ”

Zhang Xiaoliu pursed his lips, his eyes a little dodgy.

"Gentlemen know all about ......"

Chen Changsheng nodded in agreement, and then asked: "You are not stupid, why don't you come to the mountain to look for me, even if I am not there, Mo Yuan is also watching, how can I get justice for you, how can I be so down." ”

Zhang Xiaoliu opened his mouth, but sighed helplessly, and said: "Mr. Chen forgives his sins, but Xiaoliu... I really can't open this mouth. ”

"When the old shopkeeper was still there, Xiao Liu owed Mr. to relieve the siege, and the old shopkeeper was also favored by Mr. and got a cup of fairy wine, and Mo Gongzi He had the grace of pointing to Xiao Qi, but I, Zhang Xiaoliu, was ordinary and could not be more ordinary, and even this kindness was not a little."

Chen Changsheng looked at him and said, "You don't owe Chen, but Chen owes you, and it is written in black and white on the account book that Chen owes you four taels of silver, and now you don't want it?" ”

Xiao Liu opened his mouth, he didn't want it, he just felt awkward.

Chen Changsheng shook his head, turned his head to look at the ducks in the circle again, and asked, "Over the years, you have relied on raising some livestock and catching a few fish to survive?" ”

Xiao Liu opened his mouth, shook his head and said, "No, no, I, I raised it for others." ”

Chen Changsheng glanced at him, then looked at the dilapidated house, and asked, "What about the wooden house, can it be sheltered from the wind and rain?" ”

Xiao Liu wanted to refute, but he was silent.

The windows of the house were broken, and there were holes between the tiles, and it was not sheltered from the wind or rain, and it was not even as good as a ruined temple.

Chen Changsheng glanced at Zhang Xiaoliu's clothes again, they were all patches in tatters, I don't know how many years it has been.

Zhang Xiaoliu trembled, as if he was about to speak, he thought about it and thought about it, but he still said it.

"Actually......"

"Xiaoliu understands, if I say it, Mr. Chen will definitely help me."

How could Zhang Xiaoliu not think clearly, his next words really explained the reason.

"A few years ago, I went up to the mountain to meet him, and I heard that Xiao Qi had good qualifications, so I thought that I would see Mr. one day, hoping that Mr. could show him a clear way."

"This love is only in the millimeter, my husband and wife have already made plans, and they will be bitter, and they will come over after a while."

Chen Changsheng was silent for a moment when he heard his words.

"Are you afraid that if you have this time, there will be no next time?"

Zhang Xiaoliu thought so, but he didn't dare to nod.

The fishing rod in his hand fell, and he immediately knelt down in front of Chen Changsheng's eyes.

"I hope Mr. Chen will forgive Xiaoliu for his offense."

"As the saying goes, it's hard to find immortals, I, Zhang Xiaoliu, have no ability, and I haven't helped Mr. anything, but I can get a little wine."

"Xiao Qi has qualifications, I, as a father, also hope that he can have a different kind of world in the future, everything makes sense, even if my husband and wife are more bitter, I don't want Xiao Qi to be buried."

Zhang Xiaoliu's eyes were cloudy and a little red.

"Little Liu, please, Mr. Chen."

Chen Changsheng didn't look at him again, but asked, "Don't you think about yourself?" ”

Zhang Xiaoliu shook his head and said, "Don't dare." ”

"What does it mean not to dare?"

"The old shopkeeper warned me at the beginning, there are some things, it is difficult to ask for them, if you are not careful, you will be completely gone, if there is only this one chance, I hope Mr. will leave it to Xiao Qi."

The surface of the river is printed with the distant sunset, and it seems that half of the landscape is also printed in the river.

Chen Changsheng never thought that Zhang Xiaoliu would kneel in front of him like this.

In his opinion, he didn't really need this, he was also a human being, not superior to anyone else in the world.

He has always regarded Zhang Xiaoliu as an old man, just like the old shopkeeper at the beginning.

But now it makes people feel a little different.

It's like the autumn moon brew.

The fish in the river jumped up, stirred up a wave, and then disappeared into the river, and the ducks in the circle opened their mouths and barked, not knowing what they were talking about.

Chen Changsheng said: "Chen promised you. ”

Zhang Xiaoliu raised his head and looked at Mr. Chen in front of him.

Chen Changsheng turned his head and said suddenly: "But this matter has to be another matter. ”

"Sir, please." Zhang Xiaoliu lowered his head.

Chen Changsheng said: "In the future, you need to go to Liuyun Temple every day to make three incense sticks, and then clean all the steps up the mountain for ten years, in exchange for a fairy fate for Ling Lang." ”

Zhang Xiaoliu's hanging heart calmed down, and he kowtowed to the ground.

"Little Liu! Thank you, Mr. for your great kindness! ”

His head slammed down, from the bottom of his heart.

Chen Changsheng didn't speak, and was about to leave after getting up.

After taking a few steps, he glanced back.

Zhang Xiaoliu was still kneeling.

Chen Changsheng opened his mouth and said, "Tomorrow, you will let him come to Liuyun Temple, and you don't have to kneel anymore." ”

When the words fell, his figure gradually dissipated by the river, and in the blink of an eye, he dissipated in Zhang Xiaoliu's gaze.

Zhang Xiaoliu kowtowed three times, blood gushed out on his forehead, and his knees were covered in mud.

He looked at the empty riverside, and with a sigh, his head slowly drooped.

He knew that this would displease his husband, but he still wanted to get that fairy fate for his son, even if the relationship was cut off and he suffered for a lifetime, he did not regret it.

……

Chen Changsheng, who left, came to the grave of Fifth Brother Zhang.

The two pine trees in front of the tomb were now several feet high, and they sheltered the place from the sun.

Chen Changsheng spilled the wine in front of Fifth Brother Zhang's grave.

Chen Changsheng said to the tombstone: "...... Xiaoliu, he is indeed out of luck. ”

The wind of Huaixu blew through the place, accompanied by a rustling sound, and also blew a wisp of weeds on the side of the grave.

The last rays of light fell.

The mountain bag in front of him also dimmed in Chen Changsheng's gaze.

"Floating clouds and wandering children, the sunset is ......"

"It's Chen who takes it for granted."

Chen Changsheng laughed at himself and raised his head and poured a few sips of wine.

Even so, it still didn't have a good time.