The rain kept going.

Song Yuanting bent down, cleared the open space in front of the tombstone, and placed the bouquet of flowers they had brought in front of the tombstone.

Xie Yinian couldn't intervene, walked to Yao Rong's side, and stood with her.

Song Yutong's tomb is close to the top of the mountain, and looking down the mountain from here, the tombs stand quietly in the hazy rain and fog.

"Packed up." Song Yuanting said.

Xie Yinian and Yao Rong both went to worship.

Xie Yinian took out the letter written by Su Youshuang from his arms, squatted under the umbrella, and burned it with a lighter specially brought.

Song Yutong has been dead for decades, and he should have been reincarnated to start the next life, but people's reason knows that Song Yutong can't receive this letter, and emotionally can't help but burn this letter to her to send condolences.

After the worship, Xie Yinian glanced at Su Youshuang, who was holding an umbrella motionless, and proposed: "The road is slippery on the mountain after the rain, let's wait for the rain to stop before going down." ”

He thought that Su Youshuang should really want to accompany Song Yutong for a while.

Accompany this spring rain to stop.

Old Man Song walked to Xie Yinian's side on crutches.

Xie Yinian hurriedly held an umbrella for Old Man Song, and held Old Man Song with his other hand: "Grandpa Song, are you tired?" ”

Old Man Song smiled: "It's okay, I usually like to ask old friends to climb mountains and fish, and my body is strong." ”

"It was too late yesterday to talk to you, how have you been all these years? Your surname is Xie, is it Aunt Su's great-grandson? ”

A lie needs to be fulfilled with countless lies, fortunately, Xie Yinian was prepared and had already made it up last night, but under Old Man Song's repeated inquiries, he was still nervous and broke out in a lot of cold sweat.

By the afternoon, the rain had stopped and the sun was shining through the clouds.

Su Youshuang slowly put away the umbrella: "Miss Song Yutong, I'm leaving." ”

Old Man Song also said, "Let's go down the mountain." ”

Xie Yinian quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Back at Song's house, Old Man Song went upstairs to rest first, and Song Yuanting invited Xie Yinian and Yao Rong to lunch.

Xie Yinian: "I'm a little tired, can you ask the maid to bring our food to the room?" ”

Song Yuanting: "Of course it's no problem. Then you go back to your room and rest, and I'll go and talk to the servant. ”

The kitchen had already prepared the meals of Song Yuanting and several people, and in less than ten minutes, a servant knocked on Yao Rong's door and brought a hearty and hot meal.

As soon as the maid left, Xie Yinian came over with his food.

He sat by the window, ate more than half of his meal first, touched his stomach, reached out to take Yao Rong's meal, and tried to eat a small half of Yao Rong's meal.

Yao Rong poured him a glass of water: "You eat slowly." Even if the Song family finds out that my abnormality is nothing. ”

Xie Yinian drank a large sip of water, accidentally choked into his trachea, and held his chest and let out an earth-shattering cough, which took a while to calm down: "It's okay, anyway, it's just a few more mouthfuls of food than usual." The dishes made by the Song family chef taste very good. ”

Under Xie Yinian's cover-up, the Song family didn't find out that Yao Rong was a ghost, but it was still easy to find out that Yao Rong was wrong.

Song Yuanting said to Old Man Song in private: "That Miss Yao's momentum is stronger than your momentum, grandpa." I don't know how she and Xie Yinian met. ”

Old Man Song glared at him, and Song Yuanting hurriedly raised his hand to say to him: "Grandpa, I don't mean anything else, I just muttered to you." ”

"Don't tell me these things in the future, I don't like to hear them." Old Man Song snorted and said, "No matter who she is, as long as she has no ill will towards our Song family, it has nothing to do with us." ”

The old man lived a long time, and he did not have the exuberant curiosity of young people, and he saw it very thoroughly.

Song Yuanting sighed in his heart, when will he have the restraint of his grandfather.

After worshipping Song Yutong, Xie Yinian proposed to move out of Song's house.

"Peace of mind to live at home. You are the first time to come to Suzhou, I am old, too lazy to move, Yuanting is a few years older than you, let him drive you around Suzhou, the scenery of Suzhou is still very good. ”

Old Man Song was so gracious that Xie Yinian had no choice but to give up.

After playing in Suzhou for a few days in a row, that night, Xie Yinian summoned Su Youshuang and asked, "Do you plan to leave this oil-paper umbrella to the Song family?" ”

Although he bought the umbrella, firstly, it didn't cost much, and secondly, the Song family was very good to him in Su Youshuang's face, if Su Youshuang wanted to leave the umbrella to the Song family, he had no opinion.

Su Youshuang didn't have this plan: "If it weren't for the help of adults and young masters, my wish would not have come true at all." I am a lonely soul, I have no long things, and I have nothing to repay the adults and the young master, I just hope that this umbrella can be of some use to the adults and the young master. ”

Xie Yinian said: "I won't hide it from you, I bought this umbrella at the beginning because I knew it was a defensive magic weapon. But...... Neither I nor Ms. Yao are very convenient to use the big red oil-paper umbrella. ”

"Such a beautiful umbrella, let me take it for barter, and I am a little reluctant."

Suddenly, Xie Yinian had a flash of inspiration: "Otherwise, I'll donate it to the Suzhou Oil Paper Umbrella Memorial Hall, and then write the story behind it into a letter and tell the staff of the memorial." In the future, the memorial hall can exhibit this umbrella, so that more people know that there was once an excellent umbrella maker, who not only made the most beautiful oil paper umbrella, but also had the most respectable character. ”

Su Youshuang was a little embarrassed by Xie Yinian's praise.

She was very moved by Xie Yinian's proposal, but this was the ...... Xie Yinian suffered even more.

When Su Youshuang hesitated, Yao Rong on the side suddenly said: "If you feel that Yi Nian has suffered a loss, it is better to give him your blood and tears." ”

Su Youshuang was stunned, and hurriedly took out the coagulated blood and tears from the oil-paper umbrella.

Xie Yinian used a small glass jar to catch the blood and tears, and asked Su Youshuang's doubts: "What is the use of these tears?" ”

Yao Rong: "Ghost tears are extremely rare, adding a drop of ghost tears when making magic weapons can increase the damage effect of magic weapons to ghosts. It's a refining material. ”

I see. Xie Yinian closed the lid of the jar and said to Su Youshuang: "Your obsession has dissipated, you can go to reincarnation at any time, when do you plan to go." ”

"When you go to reincarnation, I will send this oil-paper umbrella to the memorial."

Su Youshuang said abruptly: "You can do it at any time." ”

Yao Rong was keenly aware of her abnormality: "What are you thinking, you might as well say it." ”

has helped this step, if Su Youshuang still has any unfulfilled wishes, Yao Rong doesn't mind helping her realize them.

Su Youshuang hesitated for a moment, but still confessed: "I want to make an oil-paper umbrella and then reincarnate." ”

"So that's it." Xie Yinian suddenly remembered something, and said with a smile, "Can you make one for Ms. Yao?" ”

When he saw the red oil-paper umbrella in the antique street, he thought it was particularly delicate and beautiful.

Su Youshuang said happily: "Of course it's no problem, but you need to prepare some materials." ”

Xie Yinian nodded, and asked her if she remembered where she was buried: "I'm here, just to sweep your grave." ”

Su Youshuang showed a bright smile on his face, but said: "Young master, don't bother, my soul is here, what difference does it make if I sweep the tomb or not." ”

"Then we'll go back to D City tomorrow."

That night, Xie Yinian bid farewell to Old Man Song.

Old Man Song didn't keep it anymore, but prepared a lot of gifts for him: "The elder can't give it away, if you don't accept it, you just don't treat me as an elder." ”

Old Man Song has said this step, Xie Yinian is not good to refuse, thinking in his heart, wait a while to send some talismans and array plates to Old Man Song.

This trip only took a week, but it had a profound impact on Xie Yinian.

Perhaps because of the existence of Xixi and Su Youshuang, Xie Yinian became a little curious about the reason why the ghosts were stranded in the world.

After a fight, Xie Yinian turned to the goblins who had fought him.

The ghosts surrounded Xie Yinian, gossiping.

"I had a first love that I had been talking about for four years, and then I lost my temper because of a little thing and broke up with him. After a while, I wanted to make amends, so I called him and asked him to go to the café we frequented the most. As a result, I had a car accident on the road, and I never had time to tell him that words of redemption. ”

"My biggest concern is my daughter. When she died, I didn't say goodbye to her, and she was still messing with me because I didn't allow her to marry her boyfriend. I was afraid that she would blame herself, and I was afraid that she really didn't listen to my persuasion. ”

"I was bankrupt in my previous business, owed hundreds of thousands of debts, and was so desperate that I wanted to commit suicide.

At that time, it was my best brother who flew over from another city, drank with me all night, persuaded me, and lent me 200,000 yuan before leaving, to help me get through the difficulties.

He doesn't have much money at home, and he doesn't know how long it took to save the 200,000 yuan. I always wanted to return the money to him and repay his friendship, but before I could return it to him, I died......

Alas, I don't know how he is now, will he regret lending me the 200,000 in the first place......"

Maybe it's been a long time since they've said these things, and at first, the ghosts are fighting over who says first and who comes later, but slowly, they all quiet down.

While one ghost speaks, the other ghosts sit silently and listen.

They have no relatives, no lovers, no friends, and are alone in this world.

If you don't really have an obsession, who wants to be a ghost?

While Xie Yinian was talking to the ghosts, Su Youshuang was making oil-paper umbrellas.

The materials she asked for had been prepared, and the moment Su Youshuang held the bamboo, her whole temperament changed.

Even though she hadn't touched these things again in eighty years, the skill of carving into her soul still made her feel at ease, and every movement was full of wonderful charm.

In particular, the rhythm of her handling of materials is unhurried, giving people a feeling of being in the chest.

Yao Rong deliberately went to watch.

When she was doing tasks in the past, Yao Rong also learned how to make oil-paper umbrellas, but she only knew the general process, and the oil-paper umbrellas she made were far from being compared with a genius like Su Youshuang.

It's not that she's inferior to Su Youshuang.

It's Su Youshuang's whole life, focusing only on one thing.

The antique shop owner talked a lot of nonsense, but one sentence was correct, Su Youshuang is a real paper umbrella craftsman, and she enjoys making paper umbrellas.

So even taking Yao Rong to watch her make paper umbrellas felt very enjoyable.

When Su Youshuang saw Yao Rong coming, he was a little flustered, and subconsciously stopped his movements.

"Don't be nervous." Yao Rong smiled slightly, "I'm idle, I'm idle, I want to see how you do it on the side, and learn something from you by the way." Would you mind teaching me? ”

Su Youshuang was stunned and wiped his hands nervously: "If adults are willing to learn, I will definitely teach them." ”

In order to make her a paper umbrella, this adult gave her a large cloud of yin qi, so that she could condense the entity.

After decades of being a ghost, she knows how precious yin qi is.

Yao Rong moved a small bench and sat next to Su Youshuang, silently watching her movements, and occasionally helping Su Youshuang take the handle.

If you encounter something you don't know very well, write it down for the time being, and then take it to ask Su Youshuang when you are free.

The system wonders: [Why did you suddenly learn to make umbrellas?] 】

Yao Rong said: "If you have the opportunity to learn, why not learn." ”

[However, in future missions, the possibility of you using this craft is almost zero]

For taskers, they want to make money, they want to earn fame, and there are more and better options.

"Isn't it too utilitarian if everything the tasker learns is just for the task?"

[Utilitarian? 】

"Maybe that's the difference between humans and technology, humans like to spend a lot of time on things that don't make sense but please them."

She has a long time.

The skills that should be accumulated, she has almost accumulated over the long years.

If she still lives for the mission, then one day she will forget where she came from in time and space.

"System, do you think that my love for them is just out of task."

"It may have been at first, but after getting along with them, the affection was completely irrelevant." Yao Rong walked to the windowsill, lowered his eyes and looked down, staring at Xie Yinian, who was surrounded by ghosts, his eyes unconsciously softened, "I inherited the feelings of the original owner, but...... Even if I don't have the feelings of the original owner, I regard Yinian as my child. ”

"He provided me with emotional value, he was the continuation of my life, the meaning of my coming into this world."

"Because of his existence, I am no longer a tasker who is separated from the world, but has found a foothold in this world - a foothold of the soul."

She has experienced many, many worlds, and is so powerful that she has stood at the top of the mountain and overlooked the mountains and rivers countless times.

The system told her that the tranquility and beauty of life, as well as her words and deeds day after day, saved her children.

She can be saved by the tranquility and beauty of life.

Life is so fine, it is inseparable from firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, but she just gave birth to a sense of happiness out of thin air.

All loneliness, as well as occasional hesitation, is filled with this small happiness with the smell of fireworks in the world.

He needed her.

He relied on her.

She hopes that he will have a strong heart, that he will become invincible, but she also likes to be needed and relied on by him.

It filled her with a sense of accomplishment even more than saving the world.

There is never a shortage of heroes in this world who can turn the tide, but her child is only her.

As if sensing something, Xie Yinian, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly raised his head, accurately captured Yao Rong's gaze, and showed a bright smile at her.

With a wave of his hand, the goblins were all gone.

Xie Yinian went upstairs, came to the house, and asked Yao Rong why he came to see Su Youshuang make an umbrella.

Yao Rong: "I want to learn some crafts." ”

Xie Yinian was very happy: "I'm always afraid that you will be bored, it's a good thing to learn something." ”

Even Su Youshuang couldn't help laughing at these words.

Xie Yinian grabbed Yao Rong's arm: "I have something to tell you." ”

"Say no here?"

"That's fine." Xie Yinian scratched his head, "I was just downstairs and asked what the ghosts' obsession was. I thought that they practiced with me every day, which was a great help to me, and when I had free time in the future, I would help them complete their obsessions one by one. ”

Yao Rong smiled in his eyes, but said on his lips: "There is no need." ”

"In order to make these ghosts honestly sparring partners for you, I injected yin energy into them. They've already been paid. ”

Xie Yinian was anxious: "But ......"

As soon as he looked up, he saw the smile in Yao Rong's eyes, and he also smiled: "It's not just out of kindness. ”

"As a celestial master, it is natural to exorcise evil spirits and catch ghosts. It's just that when other heavenly masters encounter ghosts, they directly arrest ghosts so that they don't cause trouble. I help them complete their obsessions, and then send them to reincarnation, which can also prevent them from making trouble. ”

"This is what a Heavenly Master should do."

Yao Rong nodded: "You have a plan in your heart, do it if you want to." It's just that you can't delay your cultivation. ”

"Of course." Xie Yinian hurriedly assured.

In the next few days, Su Youshuang stayed in the room from morning to night to make oil-paper umbrellas.

This morning, Yao Rong walked downstairs and saw Su Youshuang standing at the top of the stairs waiting for her, holding a bamboo-blue oil-paper umbrella in his hand.

Su Youshuang smiled and handed her the umbrella.

Starting with the warm and simple bamboo handle, Yao Rong gently pushed the umbrella open.

On the bamboo-blue umbrella surface, several peach blossoms are growing, white butterflies are flying among the flowers, and a peach blossom is dripping down with the early morning rain and dew.

The peach blossoms on the green background are both gentle and soft, but also wild and interesting.

"Thank you, I love it."

"If you like it, it's fine. I haven't done it for many years, and my skills are a little rusty. ”

"How so. Aside from the red oil-paper umbrella, it was the most beautiful one I've ever seen. ”

How can a paper umbrella craftsman, the last umbrella he made before reincarnation, not be beautiful.

She will exhaust all her energy.

Because this is the last work she left to the world.

"This umbrella is for adults, and I should have chosen a blue color that is more suitable for adults, but I really like spring. I lost my parents and was expelled by my relatives in the spring, but I also met Miss Song Yutong in the spring, and I met the adults and the young master. ”

So when it came time to paint the umbrella, she decided to draw the spring in her eyes.

Yao Rongwaner: "Why do you think I'm more suitable for blue?" ”

"I don't get along with adults much, but I feel that adults have a quiet tolerance like the sea."

"It's overrated."

When Xie Yinian woke up and saw this oil-paper umbrella, he immediately exclaimed excitedly: "In the future, when Ms. Yao and I go out, I will support this one for her." ”

Su Youshuang couldn't help but smile, for this rare innocence of heart: "Young Master, I want to trouble you to send me to reincarnation." ”

Xie Yinian was stunned for a moment, and quickly nodded: "Okay, let's do it tomorrow night." ”

In the afternoon of the next day, Xie Yinian took Yao Rong to a flower shop.

"What flowers are you going to buy?" Yao Rong was strange.

"I want to buy it for Su Youshuang." Xie Yinian explained, "Every time we go to visit the grave, we bring flowers. I thought that before sending ghosts to reincarnate in the future, I would also send them a bouquet of flowers. ”

Yao Rong was slightly stunned for a moment, and then chuckled: "This idea is good. ”

"yes, I think it's pretty good, too."

Xie Yinian boasted to himself and walked around the flower shop: "I don't have much research on flowers, can you help me pick and choose?" ”

Yao Rong learned from him and turned around, pointed to the hyacinth in the corner of the wall and said, "What do you think of it?" ”

Xie Yinian asked, "Is there anything important?" ”

"A hyacinth can only bloom once. It can only bloom a second time by cutting off the branches that had previously bloomed. Therefore, this flower is regarded as the rebirth of Nirvana and the harvest of the flower of new life. Yao Rong picked up a handful of peach-colored hyacinths, "and the flower language of peach-colored hyacinths is: enthusiasm, always full of expectations for life and the future." ”

Xie Yinian's eyes lit up and gave a thumbs up: "That's it." You know a lot. ”

"yes, I like to grow flowers."

"Maybe you were a gardener in your previous life."

Yao Rongwaner, when Xie Yinian checked out, she also bought a bag of hyacinth seeds by the way: "I was not only a florist in my previous life, but also a florist in this life." My biggest hobby is raising flowers. ”

Xie Yinian laughed: "I'll just make a joke." ”

Walking out of the flower shop, Yao Rong said: "There are no flowers in the villa garden, buy them back and scatter them in the garden, if you want to give them to any ghost in the future, you can pick them directly from the garden, so as not to have to make another trip." ”

At nearly midnight, Xie Yinian inserted an incense candle into the hyacinth.

The incense candle was lit, and hyacinth appeared in Su Youshuang's arms.

She hugged the hyacinth, chuckled, and waved her hand to Yao Rong and Xie Yinian when the clock struck zero, and threw herself into the reincarnation passage.

The red oil-paper umbrella, after losing its owner, became a little dull.

Xie Yinian picked up the red oil-paper umbrella, packed it properly, and sent it to the Suzhou oil-paper umbrella memorial hall together with the letter. ：，，