The old man approached, and saw that the oilcloth shed was still relatively tight, and sighed slightly in his heart, this shed wants to be built, but it is a little difficult for him, the old man who is about to make wood, but this is the place where the old woman sits and spends time on weekdays, and he has to quickly build it.

"Wake up, old woman, where did you put the little wooden hammer at home? Last night it rained so much that it blew down the tarpaulin shed, and I had to hurry up and set it up. The old man opened the mottled wooden door completely, rolled up the small bamboo curtains, and shouted softly to the inner room.

But there was no sound in the back room.

"Wake up......," the old man's back was a little hunched, and he shouted again as he walked to the door of the inner room.

After a while, the old woman lying on the bed still did not respond.

The old man's voice trembled a little, and his heart was confused, "Old man...... Old woman, it's time to get up, God has given us a good weather, we can go out and bask in the sun, old woman, ......"

"Old ......" The old man's body suddenly became rickety, he trembled to the bed, and slowly stretched out his hand to his old wife, who seemed to be still sleeping.

"Old woman......" The old man withdrew his hand from between the old woman's snorts, his misty old eyes closed painfully, and two lines of turbid tears slid down silently, and the whole person seemed to suddenly lose his strength, leaning on the edge of the bed, and slowly slid on the ground......

His wife left him last night......

Outside the house, Ye Li's figure reappeared, and the situation inside the house was in full view of him, seeing this old man, he couldn't help but think of the village chief's grandfather, and his nose was a little sour for a moment.

The old man hugged his wife's already cold body, and the old tears were all over the place, but there was no sound.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Li stood quietly outside the house until the old man had fainted, and then he caught him.

However, his current basic runes were condensed by Xuanyin Qi, so he couldn't help the old man comb his body, so he could only lay the old man flat on the bed first and wait for the old man to wake up.

"Grandpa once said that if you reach the realm of blood exchange, you will be able to absorb the essence of heaven and earth, and then your cultivation will become more mysterious, even if you help others, it's a pity, it's a p......ity" Ye Li looked back and saw that the sleeping old man still had a miserable look, so he couldn't help but shake his head lightly and sighed.

When the old man woke up, a whole day had passed.

"Young man, ...... you?" The old man opened his eyes and saw Ye Li standing at the head of his bed.

Ye Li got up with a smile, "I passed by here and wanted to beg for a bowl of water to drink, but I saw the old man fall to the ground, so I acted like this, but it was rude to the juniors." ”

The old man's first thought was to take a look at his wife, and found that his wife was still lying beside him, so he calmed down, and his senses for Ye Li were much better.

"So, thank you little brother. The old man got up slowly, and he didn't eat for a day, but his body was a lot weaker.

Ye Li had already prepared rice porridge.

Although the old man wondered why Ye Li suddenly appeared and saved him, he still took the rice porridge that Ye Li brought over.

After reluctantly recovering some strength, the old man got up, "Little brother, if you don't dislike it, do the old man another favor." ”

"Old man, ...... you say"

......

A day later, the dilapidated wooden house on the official road suddenly burst into flames, reflecting the faces of the old man and Ye Li red.

"Three days have passed, and it's time to let my wife and children settle down. The old man seemed to have aged several years at once, and a few more were added around his forehead.

"So where is the old man going to go in the future?"

"Go ahead and claim it, it's a small town, and it's closer to the old woman. ”

Two people, an old man and a young man, walked slowly on the official road, and the cabin behind them also collapsed with a roar.

Since then, two strange people have come to Xuancheng. Say it's the grandson and grandson, neither of them admit it, but the elder is close, the younger is filial, and they are more intimate than their own children.

When the neighbors saw that the two had just arrived, they all came to help, and this one sent a hanging of jerky, and the other family brought a few wooden planks, but they quickly cleaned up a small house.

Xuancheng is a small city, there are more than 1,000 people in total, and over time, almost everyone in the city is familiar with each other, but it is also suitable for the elderly to live here.

In this small alley, the old man started his old business again, weaving bamboo slips.

This is a craft passed down from the ancestors of the old man, and the old man's generation did not make a living because he started to be a servant, but it is not ambiguous to really do it.

The old man carefully put the shaved bamboo strips on a low fire and roasted them slowly, and when the cyan water stains overflowed, the old man's movements were more careful, until the bamboo strips showed a whole body yellow, and then he gave up. Ye Li sat on the side, quietly watching the old man making bamboo slips, without saying a word.

"When people are old, there are always some nostalgia for the old, although they look down on life and death, but when they really come, they are a little reluctant. The old man seemed to be talking to himself, as if he was talking to Ye Li.

"This bamboo stick will have to be woven up to be a bamboo slip, my ancestors handed down the craft at that time was a must, but now there are fewer and fewer people using bamboo slips, thinking that this craft will be lost in my injury, the old man I still feel a little uncomfortable. The old man stirred the small fire in front of him, and the flame suddenly burst up, and then calmed down again, beating slowly.

Ye Li looked at the fire in front of him, and for some reason he said,

"If not, teach the juniors......"

The firewood crackled, and the old man's eyes seemed to be a little painful, so he stood up and handed the roasted bamboo strip in his hand to Ye Li.

"This bamboo slip is like being a man, and only by being meticulous can you achieve something. The most important thing is that weaving bamboo slips is like weaving life, and when I am old, I understand this sentence handed down from my ancestors. ”

The old man shook his head and walked into the back room, "Hey, people are old after all, and I'm a little tired after a long time, I'll go lie down for a while......"

Ye Li looked at the bamboo strip in his hand, and his deep eyes were calm. This kind of calm was something he had never been exposed to before. Whether it was in Xiang's house or when he came out of the village, what he felt was that he was constantly fighting, fighting with people, and fighting with the sky; even in the village, it was mainly cultivation, and Ye Li had never completely let go of cultivation and devoted himself to the life of an ordinary person like he did now.

This kind of life is ordinary and quiet, which makes Ye Li's heart that has been tense also slow down.

After about half an hour, there was a knock outside the door, Ye Li got up and opened the door, it turned out to be Aunt Li on the other side,

"The old man is asleep, hasn't he eaten dinner yet? I just cooked some big bones today, the old man is weak, so I brought a bowl over, and the old man will wake up later, you can drink some ......with the old man first" Ye Li thanked him and took the bowl.

"It's Aunt Li at the door, right?" The old man's voice came from the back room, the old man was old and slept lightly, and he got up when he heard the movement.

"Well, Aunt Li sent bone broth. Ye Li replied softly.

The two of them drank bone broth with the two steamed buns sent by Aunt Li, and they ate deliciously.

"My surname is Wang, you will call me Uncle Wang in the future, right?" The old man finished eating the last small piece of steamed buns, clapped his hands, and then entered the back room again, and said this before leaving.

"Well, I see, Uncle Wang. Ye Li nodded.

The firewood pile was extinguished, and the spark was still in the residual heat, Ye Li leaned on the simple bed board set up by the door, and was a little distracted.

It's late at night.

After June, the weather began to gradually get hotter, the temperature in the room was not too low, and the old man slept quite comfortably.

Ye Li looked through the crack in the door and looked at the deep blue night sky outside, and gradually fell into a deep sleep.