Fang Zhan really went to take a bath, his original intention was to provoke Ya'er, as for the effect of angering her, he didn't think about it.

It's just that the sound of the buds never sounded again.

She was like a ghost hidden in the back of Fang Zhan's head, appearing at any time, good or evil, Fang Zhan knew her existence, but he didn't have the slightest way.

He didn't, and he didn't intend to tell anyone. Including his father, Fang Ping.

Although Fang Zhan is a scholar, he has been very assertive since he was a child, and if he encounters such a thing, speaking out will only make his father worry all the time.

As for death, it was never something Fang Zhan had ever thought about. No matter what happens.

The nomination inn in the early morning was enveloped in a heavy smell of smoke and rain.

I don't know when the rain started.

Spring.

The four people who had packed their bags last night gathered in front of the door after breakfast.

Xun Fuzi said: "What a spring rain!"

Li Langzhong said: "I don't know if it's raining at home?"

Fang Ping lowered his head and looked up again: "If it goes on like this, I'm afraid it won't be easy to go." ”

The money shopkeeper walked over with a smile and said, "Master Fang, I dare to conclude that you will come back!"

Fang Zhan smiled and did not speak.

Four people, four umbrellas.

Soon disappeared into the smoke and rain.

The original route of the four did not change without any changes, and they walked all the way to the ferry.

The reason is simple, there is too little money in the bag to hire a carriage, so you can only take your feet.

This walk is two days.

In the past two days, the buds have not appeared.

Fang Zhan said very little on the road.

The other three naturally knew that he must be extremely sad and distressed in his heart, but they also knew that it was useless to talk more.

But Fang Zhan felt more and more suffocated. He didn't know when the buds would suddenly appear again, and he sometimes even wondered if there really was another soul in his mind.

Will this soul suddenly appear at the next critical moment in his life and disrupt everything about him again?

In this regard, he even deliberately avoided it, not daring to think about it.

The vast river of Zhao'er River flows endlessly from north to south, and finally runs into the phantom sea.

When the four of them arrived at the riverside ferry in the morning, it was already the third day after leaving Shuojing City.

On the riverside in the early morning, the water is steaming, and it is as vast as smoke. Occasionally, a waterfowl rises into the sky and then swoops down and plunges into the water.

Perhaps because of the cloudy day, I was afraid that there would be rain coming, and it was not easy to walk the waterway, and the ferry was very deserted. Apart from the four of them, there was no fifth.

I saw a large canopy boat in the distance, slowly heading towards the shore.

The boat slowly finally approached the shore, and a middle-aged man on the bow smiled and said, "How many people, do you want to take a boat?"

Xun Fuzi said: "Boat family, we are going to Yanzhou, you see, how much silver do the four of us want?"

The boatman said, "How much can you give?"

Xun Fuzi, Li Langzhong, and Fang Ping glanced at each other, and Fang Ping said, "We can give up to ten taels of silver." ”

The boatman smiled and said: "Guest officer, just kidding, this is going to Yanzhou, it will take nearly ten days to travel by water, and the four of you will give ten taels, what are you teasing me?"

Li Langzhong said: "That's the case, let's add two more taels, no more." ”

The boatman smiled: "You just add ten taels, and you don't have this price!"

Suddenly a woman came out of the boat, who seemed to be in her forties, and she was extremely good, and patted the boatman on the back and shouted, "You don't plan to accompany me back to see my father, do you?"

The boatman smiled bitterly and said busily: "Come on, a few of you, you have picked up a big bargain, twelve taels, get on the boat!"

The journey was safe, and after a few days of being on the same boat, Fang Zhan and the other four also knew that the boat's surname was Deng, and they originally accompanied the woman back to her parents' house to visit her old father-in-law.

In fact, the space in the cabin was large enough, even for a few more people, it was more than enough. The woman, Aunt Wu, insisted, and Lao Deng stopped taking the others.

For several days, it was rainy weather, although the rain was not heavy, and it did not rain for a long time, but it was intermittent and did not stop.

Occasionally, when the rain stopped, Fang Zhan stood on the bow of the boat, stopping and watching.

"There is no sunny day in the smoke and drizzle, and a boat alone breaks the wind for thousands of miles!"

Fang Zhan faced the vast river breeze, sighed in his heart, and blurted out.

Aunt Wu took a cloak from the boat, put it on Fang Zhan's shoulder, and said, "Young Master Fang, the rain is about to start again, let's go back inside." ”

Fang Zhan glanced back at Aunt Wu, smiled reluctantly, and didn't say anything.

After contact in the past few days, Fang Zhan always felt that Aunt Wu was extremely close to him, and looking at him was the same as Sanniang's eyes looking at herself.

He hadn't seen his own mother since he was a child.

So in his heart, he has always regarded Sanniang as his own mother.

The place where Sanniang lives is very close to her home, and over the years, she has taken care of their father and son, and Sanniang has always lived alone.

In the early years, Fang Zhan even had such an idea, that is, he came forward to match Sanniang and his father together, after all, one broke the string, the other was widowed, and they were the most important people to him.

He didn't expect that such an idea would be strongly opposed by the two of them, and there was no room for negotiation.

But in his heart, he really regarded Sanniang as his own mother.

Aunt Wu was still looking at him at this time, Fang Zhan smiled: "Aunt Wu, I'm fine, you go back inside!"

Aunt Wu looked at the riverside and said, "Aunt Wu likes to listen to your poetry, Fang Gongzi is so talented, but why is he always depressed?"

Fang Zhan shook his head, and glanced back at his father in the cabin, at this time, Fang Ping, Xun Fuzi, and Li Langzhong were sitting around the cabin, with a square table in the middle, not knowing what they were talking about.

Lao Deng shouted at the stern: "Fang Gongzi is in a bad mood, don't always disturb him!"

Lao Deng shouted this voice, Fang Zhan was a little reluctant, and said, "Aunt Wu, thank you, I'm really fine!"

Aunt Wu looked at him, her eyes were full of affection, and said, "It's already good that you can be with your father, let's ...... If my daughter could be by our side, she would be as old as you. As she spoke, Aunt Wu looked up into the distance, her eyes were a little moist, obviously remembering the sad past.

"She was taken away by others at a very young age, and I guess I forgot what we looked like. ”

Fang Zhan looked at her in a daze, couldn't bear it, and said, "Aunt Wu, why was your daughter taken away?"

Aunt Wu shook her head and said, "Young Master Fang, in this life, there are many unsatisfactory things, but there is nothing more desperate than the separation of flesh and blood. With your dad by your side, there's nothing you can't get by, and if you really have something sad, just want to open some!"

She didn't say anything more, turned around slowly, and walked back.

Fang Zhan looked at Aunt Wu's back, and somehow, he felt very uncomfortable.

"Ahem!"

Ya'er's voice sounded without warning.

It's been a few days, Ya'er disappeared out of thin air, Fang Zhan sometimes even suspects that Ya'er doesn't exist at all, this sigh came, Fang Zhan's heart tightened violently, and he hurriedly said: "Ya'er, where have you been these days?"

No response!

Fang Zhan didn't ask again, about Ya'er, he had only heard her voice and not seen her, he knew that Ya'er had hidden behind his head again.

A few days passed in the blink of an eye, and Fang Zhan's hometown Zhuli Village was getting closer and closer, but Fang Zhan's heart became more and more unpleasant.

He didn't know how to deal with Uncle Shangji, Sanniang, Shang Ke, and Li Xuanyi who cared about him when he went back.

A river of smoke and rain, the sorrow is difficult to express!