Yun Xiaoxiao ran back home out of breath, a somewhat hunchbacked but kind old man was sorting out the sundries on the kang head, and suddenly heard the door "bang" and was closed, and he wondered for a while, turned around to see the cloud, and said, "Rabbit cub, what are you closing the door early in the morning?"

"No, it's fine!"

"Are you okay?" The old man looked at Yun carefully, looking dejected, and asked eagerly, "What happened, sweating profusely?"

Yun Jian couldn't hide it, so he had to tell the truth, "Old man, I, I'm afraid...... Someone's killed!" Yun called the old man a fool, because he always looked weak and incompetent.

"What, human life?

"Li Lao Er", Yun said slowly: "If he is looking for trouble, I will not be polite!"

The old man's eyebrows tightened, and after a period of contemplation, he urged: "Quick, the government is about to come to arrest people, aren't you staying at home and waiting?" Hurry, hurry, clean up, hurry up and go out and close the limelight!" As he spoke, he saw the scimitar inserted in Yun's waist, grabbed it and pulled it out, only to see bloodstains, "You baby, how can you take things casually! Hey, this hidden knife blows hair and breaks hair, cuts gold and iron, and is a blood-sucking thing! Can you use it to stab people?"

"So it's really a good knife?" Yun Xiaoxiao's tone was a little excited, and he was surprised that there was such a rare thing hidden in his home.

Uncle Yu has always been duty-bound, never stained with blood, and even chickens and ducks dare not go under the knife, there must be something strange in this. But at the moment of the catastrophe, Yun Xiaoxiao didn't have time to ask more, so he hurriedly took the two nests on the table and made them into a bag, and he didn't have time to pull a few clothes nonsense, so he hurriedly went out.

At the end, Yun Xiaoxiao looked at the old man's weak figure, and felt a little guilty, and said in a low voice: "Old man, I'm leaving! Over the years, you have faltered and nagged, which has troubled me a lot! I have also caused you a lot of trouble......"

The old man didn't say a word, Yun knew that Yu Bo was still angry, so he didn't say much, until the moment he was about to step out of the threshold, the old man stepped forward and grabbed Yun's hand and said: "Xiao Xiao, when you go outside, you have to have more eyes, people's hearts are unpredictable, and you can't be reckless anymore! And remember that peace is a blessing, peace is a blessing!" The old man's voice was a little choked, and Yun Xiaoxiao's heart began to tremble, this time he was not because he was afraid, but because he was cold.

When we encounter setbacks or problems that are difficult to solve in life, it is easy to detach ourselves from reality, think about what is wrong, and put ourselves in the world of nothingness, trying to cope with setbacks with paralysis and obtain satisfaction. In the market, Yun Xiaoxiao also hopes, envies, and envies the life of worry-free food and clothing, although he has not reached the state of pursuing the halo and glory of life, and winning the appreciation and respect of others, but since he was a child, he has been ostracized, neglected, and ridiculed by his peers, and he has also complained that life is not easy, and life is hard. Why can't I be born in a wealthy family? Why can't I grow up in an ordinary family with my parents? Why can't I grow up in an ordinary family with my parents? Why can't I be fostered in an adoptive household with basic labor force and a decent face?"

Suddenly, human nature is true, thinking back to so many years, Uncle Yu has no wife and children, and he depends on himself for his life, so he regards himself as if he was his own. Without Uncle Yu, he would never have lived for 23 years.

Now Uncle Yu is old, and the lamb is still kneeling and the crow feeds back, but he can't serve the old man, he just cares about fleeing for his life, and this time, I don't know when and when he will be a leader. Thinking of this, Yun Xiaoxiao regretted himself a little for the first time in his life, if the old man hadn't taken him in, if it was a well-behaved daughter, or a peaceful son, it would be better than the current situation anyway, at least he wouldn't have been so hard to talk and stopped, "Uncle Yu......"

"Don't talk about it, let's go quickly! By the way, I still have some money left, you can take it!" the old man pushed him as he pulled out a few handfuls of coins from his sleeve. Yun Xiaoxiao was a little moved, temporarily changed his nature, insisted on not wanting money, and came and went, the old man was a little angry, "You bastard boy, why are you always disobedient? If you take it, you can take it, what, it's too little, can I give it to you?"

Looking at the old man's dim gaze, Yun no longer shirked, just stored there obediently like a child, and let the old man put the coin into his pocket, he knew that it was the most money that Yu Bo could take out now, and he knew that it was also his heart. It was Uncle Yu who kindly adopted him - this child without a father and a mother, he became the biggest concern of this old man. Now that he is leaving, he should also take the old man's heart with him, so that his heart will no longer worry about such a prodigal son. At that moment, he wanted to be a good son and start over if he had the chance. He will no longer compete with other people's children, will no longer pick the neighbor's green fruits, and will not pout Mr. Beitang's beard, so that Uncle Yu will not have to compensate other people's parents for medical expenses, no need to endure the shrew's scolding, and no need to beg for the forgiveness of the old master Zhihu Zeye......

"Also, this, you can take it too!" Yu Bo finally stuffed the evil scimitar into his hand. At this moment, the scimitar seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and Yun Xiaoxiao already hated it. It is it that forces him to leave his hometown, and it is also it that makes his tomorrow unsettled, and it is even more of it that makes his current mood so burdensome, Yun Xiao Xiao looked at him solemnly, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly.

Uncle Yu seemed to see through his thoughts, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Take it away, this thing is a bane, it should always be brought by you, okay, okay, I have nothing to keep for you, hurry up and get on the road!"

Yun Qiang held back his tears, still pretending to be indifferent on weekdays, and said with a light smile: "I naturally will, you have to take care of yourself, old man! I can't make you angry for a while, and I won't nag anymore when I come back!"

As soon as he turned his head, the cloud ran away into the morning mist, he could feel those eyes watching him all the time, and he knew that he owed Uncle Yu a lot. He is determined to repay this debt, so he will definitely come back!

"Old man, you must, must, wait for me......"

How many years later, Yun Xiaoxiao recalled this scene, and there was a shallow sneer, the inconsistency and filthiness of human nature were smooth in Yu Bo's bones, this man who was called an old man, was weak for twenty-three years, and disguised for twenty-three years. The unfortunate life he originally thought had a relationship with him. Whether it's hate or love, stubbornness or letting go, he has no time to entangle, originally, he is also a multi-faceted person, and he has long been used to dancing with a mask!

If you want to write a book of inspirational flowers, you might as well look at it from the good side, regard Yun Xiaoxiao as a person who loves life, regard difficulties as a kind of grinding, and constantly force yourself to go up and forge ahead, like a bright light in the night, the darker the night, the brighter the light, and the more publicized the value of life!