"Daddy, Daddy, wait for me, I'm tired!"

"Hurry up, don't be lazy!"

"Wait for me, you're too fast! you're climbing, not walking!"

"Don't say much, control your anger with your intentions. ”

Walking on the mountain road, the two people who are talking to each other look more like brothers than father and son.

The older man was long, dressed in white and untied with his hair, and his age seemed to be only about twenty years old. Some harsh mountain winds blew, making his waist-length long hair move arbitrarily, so unhandsome.

However, there is always a cold breath between his eyebrows, and the sword eyebrows raised when he reprimanded the boy have a feeling of rejecting people thousands of miles away, as if he has cut off all his feelings, so he is not smiling.

Although the young man behind him looked only about fourteen or fifteen years old, the words heroic and handsome on his body had been drawn out early like a willow branch in March, and he was not inferior to the young man in front of him at all.

is also Tsing Yi with long hair, but the young man's extremely handsome face is much softer than that of the young man, and he is also much more delicate, and even has a kind of gentle beauty of his daughter's family.

But his figure is much thinner than that of the young man, and his pale face also reveals a thick morbidity, coupled with the simplicity of the green shirt, which is quite a bit of a fallen scholar, which also adds a bookish atmosphere to his handsomeness, which is even more attractive.

As he reached the top of the mountain, the young man gradually stopped, and began to stand with his hands in his hands, stopping to watch.

"Daddy, why can't I keep up with you every time, you can't go fast!"

The boy braced himself behind him, panting and whining at him.

"Fast and slow are just what you think, and maybe this is not really fast and slow, have I been there?"

The young man did not look back, and replied unhurriedly.

"You haven't walked before, are you flying! Every time you say these inexplicable things to me, don't be confused!"

The boy pursed his lips with some dissatisfaction, and the last few words were very quiet, obviously still afraid of his father.

In his memory, the uncles and aunts in the village under the mountain seem to have slowly changed over the years, such as the corners of the eyes and forehead began to grow lines, and the hair began to turn white, maybe this is the meaning of old age.

But he had learned the word "old fool" from the people in the village, and this was the first time he had used it.

Seeing that his father ignored himself and was still waiting for the sunrise, the boy sat on the edge of the cliff, and in his boredom, he grabbed the stone beside him and threw it at the bottom of the cliff.

"Don't throw it away. ”

The young man stopped quietly.

"It's okay Daddy, Tiezhu said that there is only one village around Yiqian Mountain, and there will be no one in this direction, hehe~"

The young man smiled and said innocently.

"All things have spirits, life is not easy, you only see people, but you don't know that there are more creatures than people living under the mountain, what is the difference between hurting them and hurting people?"

The young man turned his head and looked at his child quietly, his voice still flat, but not angry.

"Oh, I know. ”

The young man obviously felt a little aggrieved, but after thinking about it for a moment, he felt that what his father said seemed to have some truth, so he didn't throw stones for fun anymore. At this time, the young man stared into the distance again and asked in a deep voice:

"How is Mr. Liangshan doing lately?"

"Grandpa Liangshan, he is in good health, just a few days ago, Ah Hu in the village was found by him when he went to his yard to steal fruit to eat, and then chased the little tiger and ran and ran, and he didn't pay attention to the fall, and he was so angry that his beard was smoking, haha~"

The young man smiled as he spoke, but when the young man heard this, his face changed, and he asked in a stiff tone:

"A few days ago, when did Daddy give you permission to go down the mountain?"

"Ahh

The young man said that he missed his mouth, and couldn't help but exclaim, and then raised his head, as if he was a little unconvinced:

"Daddy, you're cheating!"

But looking at my father's gloomy face, I couldn't help but obediently admit my mistake, and said timidly:

"Wrong again~"

"I've told you again and again, don't go down the mountain in the last few months, why don't you listen to your father?"

The young man seemed a little angry.

"I... I..."

The young man's face was flushed, and he seemed to have something unspeakable. Seeing this, the young man seemed to be even more annoyed, and reprimanded sharply:

"What is unspeakable?"

"I... I... I want to... Think..."

The boy seemed to be in a hurry, his tongue seemed to be knotted in a panic, and he didn't know how to speak. Then I held it for a long time, and finally it was a series of words:

"I just want to buy some paper money for my mother! Tie Zhu told me that it was about to be Qingming, and at this time I was going to burn paper money for my deceased relatives at home! But I didn't know where to get this, so I could only go to Grandpa Liangshan for help to see if he had any paper money!"

As soon as the words fell, the boy began to gasp for breath as if he had exhausted all his strength, but he had just gasped twice and coughed again, and a sickly flush appeared on his pale face.

At this time, the young man's gaze softened in an instant, and there was no longer a cold expression on his face, but it was replaced by a strong father's love and pity.

He didn't speak, just quickly squatted down and patted the young man's back with his palm, like a silent mute.

The young man's face instantly became better under the young man's patting, and he felt as if his father's hand had magical power, and a warm current was transmitted from his back to his heart, and finally to his limbs, which was extremely comfortable.

After a while, he seemed to regain some strength, and saw that his eyes were full of tears, and he whispered weakly:

"Daddy, Yun'er knows that she is wrong, Yun'er will not go down the mountain in the future. ”

The young man didn't say anything when he heard this, but slowly helped the thin young man up, looked at his beloved son, who grew up to his shoulders, and said softly:

"Alright, it's going to be sunrise. ”

The boy seemed to know what to do, first stood up, gently pushed away his father's large hand, and then pulled out the animal-tooth-like pendant around his neck.

The pendant is the size of a finger, and the tip is red.

Then he held his hands together and aimed them at the newborn sun.

And the young man returned to his posture of standing with his hands in his hands, staring at the sun motionless, as if his eyes were not afraid of the dazzling morning light, and the divine light in it was far brighter than this morning sun.

The moment the red sun peeked out of the horizon, he whispered to his child:

"After a quarter of an hour, put down the pendant and go home, remember to see your mother, Qingming today. ”

After saying this, he went down the mountain lightly, as if he had never been here, without a trace of fireworks.