On a sunny day, the sun shines through the dense foliage, blocking out most of the scorching heat, the breeze is gentle, the leaves fall in the wind, and there is a small boat on the bank of a wide and large river.

There was a man standing at the stern of the boat, Qin Shufeng was holding a long sword in his hand, he arrived at the shore and got off the boat, he was going to Zhou's house to see Grandpa Zhou, dumb mother-in-law, dumb grandfather.

There are a few trees planted in the village, the leaves are blowing in the wind, swaying and colorful, Qin Shufeng walks under the trees, and occasionally meets one or two uncles and aunts, he smiles and greets them.

When he was far away, the half-old aunt shook her head, full of regret in her heart, and she grabbed the mother-in-law beside her and chattered.

"Tell me, what a good man, what a good man, why is his life so miserable? I heard that he has not yet married, and he is not willing to marry. ”

"Yes, I used to see how good the relationship between him and the granddaughter of the Zhou family was, but now the yin and yang are separated, which is really pitiful. ”

"Yes, it's been a few years, and I haven't seen him put it down? Look at it, this child has followed the elders in the family to visit Zhou Lao since he was a child, and it is the same when he grows up, and it is the same now, he is such a person who values love and righteousness, and he will not let go of the granddaughter of the Zhou family so easily!"

"It's pitiful, if it's the granddaughter of the Zhou family, I'm afraid they all have children!"

"It's just like your Bao'er, it's estimated that it's so big!"

The aunt opened her mouth and touched the grandson who was being held by her mother-in-law on her side.

She looked at the delicate and fresh newborn, and her eyes were full of pampering.

In a small courtyard at the end of the village, the dumb mother-in-law was returning from the vegetable garden, and she saw the oncoming Qin Shufeng from afar.

"Qin boy, why are you here today? What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you this old woman!" said the dumb mother-in-law with a smile on her face.

"Don't bother the dumb mother-in-law, just have two plates of cool side dishes, I'll have two drinks with Grandpa Zhou and Dumb Grandpa. ”

Qin Shufeng walked towards the dumb mother-in-law and spoke.

"Okay, I'm going to prepare dinner!"

Saying that, the two entered the Zhou family's courtyard together, Qin Shufeng called a few times, and two men with full hair walked out of the hall.

"You're here!" Zhou Lao said.

He was dressed in a gray robe, with wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, quite thin, not tall, but his spirit was okay.

Beside him stood the dumb grandfather, dressed in a gray-blue robe, much better than he was.

The dumb grandfather stepped forward, patted Qin Shufeng on the shoulder, looked him up and down, and nodded.

"Is there a great deal of martial arts?"

Qin Shufeng nodded.

"Okay, you're wearing such a festive outfit today, did you just come back from Yueshan?"

In the past few days, Tianyinzhuang and Yueshan faction have happy events, and they also know that Qin Shufeng, as the owner of the village, is married to his junior sister, and he used to drink happy wine, which is reasonable.

Qin Shufeng nodded, glanced at Grandpa Dumb, and then at Grandpa Zhou.

Seeing Grandpa Zhou's body, which was much worse than before, felt a little distressed.

"You kid, I heard that you have a female disciple in Tianyinzhuang who has been married recently, what about you? When are you going to get married?"

Although he feels sorry for the little lady, the person is dead, and he just wants the junior who is still alive in front of him to live well.

"Yes, Qin boy, when will you marry, remember to bring her over to us to see, and we will also treat her as our own granddaughter. Old Zhou spoke.

As he spoke, he touched his white beard and thought of his poor granddaughter. His granddaughter, if she hadn't died, would have married Qin Shufeng and become the wife of the Qin family by now!

He looked at Qin Shufeng and knew all the things he had done for Ruoxin over the years, and he also heard that he rejected the marriage match introduced to him by his mother, and also heard that he ruthlessly rejected a junior sister who had liked him since he was a child.

Zhou Lao sighed in his heart, if his granddaughter knew about it, he would be satisfied.

Zhou Lao looked at Qin Shufeng and sighed in his heart.

The dead are dead, but the living must live well.

He hoped that Qin Shufeng would live a good life, marry a wife and have children, and let go of the past.

Qin Shufeng was a little embarrassed when he heard the question, a smile appeared on his face, and he did not answer the second elder's question, and changed the topic.

"I'm here today to see the second elder, and I want to have a drink with the second elder!" Qin Shufeng said.

The dumb grandfather nodded and patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, let's go drink, don't get drunk and don't return!"

Dusk always comes so quickly, the fiery sun slowly recedes, the water vapor evaporated by the sun dissipates on the mountains, the clouds and mist in the distance, the mountain paths twist and turn, the evening breeze hits, there is white smoke on the stove chimney, and the smell of food can be smelled in the small courtyard.

There is a wooden table under the osmanthus tree in the small courtyard, and benches are placed around the wooden table.

Soon, the dumb woman copied the dishes, brought them out one by one, and laid them on the wooden table.

There were also a lot of aged fragrant wine on the wooden table, and Zhou Lao opened a jar with it, poured a bowl for the dumb grandfather, poured a bowl for Qin Shufeng, and then poured a bowl for himself.

He put down the wine jar, picked it up, and the three of them drank it, quite a heroic posture.

The three of them drank a lot, Qin Shufeng's action of pouring wine was a little stiff, but his hand speed was faster, no matter whether there was still wine in Zhou Lao and Dumb Grandpa's bowl, as long as he finished drinking it himself, he would pour it full for himself first, and then pour it into the other party's bowl for a while.

Soon the table was already wet, and he said with a smile: "Grandpa Zhou, dumb grandpa, drinking with your two elders, I am very happy!"

The small courtyard was full of the smell of wine, half of the dishes on the table were eaten, Qin Shufeng was drunk for six points, he was a little confused, but his enthusiasm was still high, and he kept toasting the elders.

The night is quietly coming, a few stars are accompanied by the twinkling of the cold moon, the night of the village, the occasional sound of insects and birds around, the mountains in the distance, the houses and trees and grass in the near distance, all from clear to blurred.

I don't know when, the two elders were already drunk and were helped back to their respective rooms, while Qin Shufeng carried a jar of good wine out of the small courtyard with light skills.

The night was already very deep, and the gale was raging towards him head-on, scraping on his face, and there was a slight pain in ice.

On the mountain road in the dark night, there was no one but him.

The moonlight overhead was hazy, like a layer of mist, a little cold. The gale blew, rolling up the past, Qin Shufeng's cheeks were a little haggard, he found the place he was looking for, sat down, stretched out his hand to touch the ground on his side, his eyes were full of favor and phantoms.

In the second half of the night, he returned to Zhou's house, opened a familiar door, and by the moonlight, touched the bed, lay on it, and closed his eyes.

The pale moonlight outside the window was desolate, and he reached out and pulled the quilt on the side, covered his body, and took a sharp breath, with a satisfied look on his face.

This room used to dwell with Ruoxin, this bed was once for Ruoxin to sleep, this bed was covered with Ruoxin, and this pillow was once for Ruoxin......

Things are still there, things are still there, but people have turned into loess and white bones.

The corners of his eyes were a little warm, but he didn't open them, probably because he didn't want to see this world without her tonight.

"If the heart, if the heart ......"

The corners of his mouth were silent, lovesick to the bones, and his eyes were red.

"Why, why should I survive alone?"

He lost the girl he loved, and he was not strong enough.

The emotion penetrated the longing in my heart, and the pain was so painful that my brows tightened.