Zhang Jiali didn't speak, just looked at Su Lin quietly.

It's been a village for decades, and it can be said that she has competed all her life, and she knows these people too well.

Several old people were silent for a while, and no one dared to say anything, two days ago, Zhang Jiali's attitude, they couldn't say a few words about the quintessence of the country!

Surin had dug up all the land in one day and was ready to start planting tomorrow.

Of course, an idea is not interesting, it has to rely on hands and feet.

Now if you borrow something yourself, there shouldn't be anyone who won't not borrow it, right?

Soon, word spread throughout the village that Surin had finished plowing the ground in one day.

"What do you say? Chen Mo plows by himself and rests next to his old cow? ”

Sure enough, something went wrong with my brain!

Whose family ploughs the ground and the oxen watch?

Old scalper, Su Lin had to sigh about the fate of the world.

This old cow is still quite capable in his memory, how did he find out that he was capable, and he stopped doing it?

It's the same as the old cow in his house.

I don't do it when I'm working, I don't save when I'm free, I sleep when I eat, and I eat when I wake up.

After examining every inch of meat and every drop of blood on the scalper, it was confirmed that it was not the ancient cow of his family.

In the strange gaze of the scalper, he turned it right with one hand.

Zhang Jiali came home slowly and saw Su Lin busy in the kitchen, slightly stunned.

"Mo'er, when are you going to cook?"

Su Lin said proudly while busy: "Mother-in-law, now I am amazing, I can look at anything." ”

Is that so?

Zhang Jiali shook her head, and it didn't take long for the dish to be ready.

The dishes are very rich, just like what I watched on TV, the chicken, duck and fish are all sent by the villagers when the seeds are being asked today.

Although the mother-in-law and grandson had never eaten such a sumptuous dish, Zhang Jiali didn't eat much, and looked at Su Lin a little distracted.

"What's wrong? Mother-in-law, is it unappetizing? ”

Zhang Jiali came back to her senses and smiled: "It's just that Mo'er has suddenly become excellent, and grandma is a little unaccustomed to it." ”

"It's okay, mother-in-law, with me in the future, you can rest assured."

The next day, Su Lin went to the ground, the hoe and everything were in the ground, no one would take it, Su Lin went down to the field with a sleeve, and then realized that he put it away again, and walked with the wind.

Like a young man, carrying the grass on his shoulders and flying the warbler.

Before leaving, he knew that Zhang Jiali wanted to see him, so he specially set up a big umbrella and connected the fan.

Zhang Jiali looked at Su Lin who was far away and walked under the old tree.

This tree was planted by his husband a long time ago, and it is the most shaded and can see Chen Mo the most.

Su Lin was so busy that the old cow seemed to want to come over to help, and Su Lin slapped him over.

Death to the side.

The old man smiled.

This kid.

The days in the village are fast and slow, Chen Mo's status has skyrocketed in the village, in the face of someone who can kill a pig with one punch, do you dare to be polite?

The matter also started with the killing of pigs by the old Liu family in the village.

The thing in the village is to help each other, and when Lao Liu came to find Su Lin, Su Lin smiled.

Professional counterpart.

But the dead pig didn't want to die, the big pig of more than seven or eight hundred catties, no one dared to catch it when he started to go crazy, and Su Lin, who had completely lost the fun of pressing the pig, beat the pig to death with a punch in a few steps.

When everyone was surprised, Su Lin scolded angrily: "Hurry up and bleed, it won't taste good when the blood is boiled~"

Help the owner today, and help the west in a few days.

Only their own land, who dares to help Surin and who is anxious.

Spring goes to autumn, and autumn is coming.

In the past few months, Zhang Jiali's health has become worse and worse, and it is now difficult to move, and she needs to be taken care of by Su Lin for eating, drinking, and Lazar.

The best doctor was invited from the city, and Zhang Jiali didn't let anyone see it, if she had to show her, she would cry and start to be a little delirious.

"Mother-in-law, are your feet still numb?"

Su Lin squatted on the ground to press Zhang Jialin's feet, and he hadn't come out for several days, Zhang Jiali said that if he didn't bask in the sun, he would be moldy.

Su Lin first plopped on the cushion and then put the chair, he knew that Zhang Jiali wanted to see the field full of wheat.

"Mo'er, you are a little like your biological grandfather, he used to like farming."

"I still remember one time, your grandmother made him angry, and she dug most of the ground in one night."

Hahaha

We all laughed at him and said he was a rake.

Su Lin listened silently, laughing from time to time.

Zhang Jiali talked a lot, talked about the difficulty of life, and talked about the chaos during the recovery, but she didn't talk about the person who didn't come back.

"Mo'er, it's time to harvest the wheat tomorrow, it's been too long."

"I've got some money on your card, but you probably don't need it much."

Su Lin smiled: "Mother-in-law, who is not in a hurry, I will accept it later." ”

"Huh?"

Don't you listen to me, an old woman?

"Okay, I'll collect it tomorrow."

Zhang Jiali smiled and told Su Lin to harvest wheat lightly, if you work too hard, it will fall into the field, which is too wasteful.

Next.

Zhang Jiali said that she wanted to see Su Lin harvest wheat, and Su Lin took her out.

The autumn day was no longer hot, and with the breeze still a little cool, Su Lin covered her with a blanket.

In the afternoon, Surin finished harvesting the wheat.

Zhang Jiali looked at the plump wheat, smiled happily, her wrinkled hand held Su Lin's hand, and her cloudy eyes had lost any lustre.

"Kid, I'm leaving."

"I don't know who you are, but thank you for accompanying me as an old woman."

"You are a very good boy, and your future should be open and safe."

Su Lin was stunned, but he didn't expect Zhang Jiali to find out.

As if knowing the temptation in Su Lin's heart, Zhang Jiali said: "Although Mo'er sometimes calls her mother-in-law, he prefers to call her grandma, and he has never called her since you woke up, and I knew it at that time." ”

"Kid, can you tell me what's your name?"

"My name is Surin."

"How is Mo'er doing?"

"Glory and wealth."

"That's good."

After a moment of silence, Zhang Jiali asked, "Can you tell me who you are?" ”

After a moment of silence, Su Lin said softly: "Eight thousand years ago. ”

"Eight thousand years?"

That must be tiring, right?

Zhang Jiali patted the back of Su Lin's hand with some distress.

Eight thousand years! I have been suffering so much for 80 years, how dare I imagine 8,000 years?

"It's fine, it's just a little bit of frost."

"Then shall I ask you two things?"

After I left, I buried me on the green mountain behind me, and met a man named Chen Changqing and told him that I was sleeping in the green mountain.

"I promise you."

Hearing Su Lin's words, Zhang Jiali closed her eyes and passed away with a smile.

Su Lin slowly stood up and said calmly.

"You have been too hard in this life, take care of that kid for more than ten years, and in the next life, I will let him take care of you."

The words followed, the void shattered, and in the shock of Zhang Jiali's soul, a big hand grabbed Zhang Jiali's soul and fell into the depths of reincarnation.

Su Lin put his hands on his sleeves, the wind was a little cool, blowing the old man and his sideburns, and looked back.

The green mountains are horizontal, as if they have not changed for eternity.

But.

The green mountains are unchanged, and the sea is easy to mulberry fields.

The green mountains will also disappear, and the sea will be filled with mulberry fields.

It seems that everything is changing except for myself.

It turns out that the most terrible thing is not to be abandoned by relatives, but to be abandoned by time, and in turn have to abandon relatives.

Time is powerless, and things are powerless.