Early the next morning, Nie Jiangsheng woke up Nie Li. Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Nie Li wanted to lie in bed, but when he thought of the agreement with his father, he also sat up, put on his robe, and washed his face with the mountain spring water prepared by Nie Jiangsheng.

Walking in the dense forest, the morning breeze cuts through every tree, and the freshness of the earth and the coldness of the mist make people feel shocked. The dew drops dripping from the bamboo leaves ticked on the bluestone slab, stepping on the wet stone road, Nie Li jumped and jumped, and Nie Jiangsheng behind him did not leave Nie Li for a moment.

Looking at the boats by the river, let the river flow, standing still. Nie Li strode up and jumped onto the boat, while Nie Jiangsheng also walked to the bow of the boat, pushed hard, and then took a vertical leap, flipping in the air and landing on the bow of the boat.

Nie Li saw the boat drifting in the river at will, and thought that his father usually used bamboo artemisia to complete the heavy task of ferrying, so he picked up the bamboo artemisia on the side, and his small body looked extremely small under the slender bamboo artemisia. His feet staggered, swaying from side to side, and he was about to roll down before Nie Jiangsheng made a move.

A horizontal hug hugged Nie Li in his arms. "Be careful, this wormwood is too long, you can't move it. Nie Jiangsheng smiled and patted Nie Li's little head. With that, he put Nie Li down and took out a wooden oar from the canopy, which he had prepared for Nie Li when he went out early in the morning.

Holding the oars handed over by his father, Nie Li fiddled a few times on the surface of the river, but compared with Nie Jiangsheng, Nie Li did not have much effect on the ferry. Early in the morning, outside the city of Gusu, there were already people on the other side of the shore when there were many lights, and they were all people who got up early to go to the city to make a living.

"Uncle Nie, come early enough!" A young man saw Nie Jiangsheng from afar, waved his hand and shouted loudly, and when he walked in, he had an average face, dark skin, and a strong body, and he looked like he had been working for a long time. He carried a bamboo basket behind his back, which contained what he was going to sell today.

"Dog, I'm old, I don't have my ears back, and you speak quietly. Nie Jiangsheng said that he and these people met in the morning and evening, and they were somewhat familiar with each other.

"Uncle Nie, outside, call me by my name, Li Shu. The man who was called a dog by Nie Jiangsheng had a red face, and after speaking, he was ready to get on the boat.

Nie Jiangsheng held the boat and let Li Shu come up safely, which is also the reason why Nie Jiangsheng is respected by these people, his boat is stable, which makes people extremely relieved.

"Uncle Li, hello. Nie Li said hello and stopped talking, and Li Shu also said a simple greeting, this Nie Jiangsheng's son also knew that he didn't like to talk.

After Li Shu sat down, Nie Jiangsheng asked a few more people to come up until the boat was full. If other boatmen dare to do this, the Xianlin River is already a huge current, and it is already dangerous, and carrying so many people is simply an old birthday star hanging.

However, Nie Jiangsheng's words, everyone is very down-to-earth, and his level is obvious to everyone. After the seat was full, Nie Jiangsheng turned the bow of the boat with Artemisia and crossed it little by little, the road was stable, and the boat and people were all flowing water, calm.

Several times in a row, Nie Jiangsheng carried all the people on the shore over, watching the fog gradually thin out in the early morning, and the towering city wall flickered with a heavy light in the faint light of the morning light.

"Dad, why do you only charge a little money every time you cross the river, I see that other people will ask us for a boatload of money for carrying a person. Nie Li asked curiously, he didn't understand why his father kept doing such a thankless job.

"The river passes by, and the years give birth to gray hair. An artemisia crosses the river and sends it to all the people. Being a boatman doesn't have to be for money, as long as it's enough. I became a boatman to ferry people and help them through this insurmountable difficulty. Do your best!" Nie Jiangsheng continued to hold the artemisia in his hand, looked back at his son and said.

Where did Nie Li understand the deep meaning of these words, but I have to say that the words that Nie Jiangsheng said have always planted a seed in Nie Li, just waiting for one day to take root and sprout and thrive.

At the end of the day, Nie Jiangsheng just taught his son some ferry tips, and when the sky darkened, Nie Jiangsheng would take Nie Li home, but today is a little different, Nie Jiangsheng took Nie Li into Gusu City, although Nie Li in Gusu City did not come less, but every time he came here, he had a different feeling.

The shops on both sides, the endless cries of selling, and the blue bricks and stone tiles carry the unique charm of the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, which is beautiful and tactful. A dazzling array of goods, each of which brought a different impact to Nie Li.

Nie Li looked east and west, staring at the rock sugar gourd and drooling, or stopped at the door of the pastry shop for a while. Nie Jiangsheng was extremely fond of him, and bought a rock sugar gourd and handed it to Nie Li.

Walked to a tailor's shop, a very ordinary shop, but in the past few years, since Nie Li remembers, in his memories, Nie Jiangsheng will always come here on this day every year.

"Dafu, I'm here to pick up something. Nie Jiangsheng strode forward, and said directly to the boss at the door, with silky silk on his body, ordinary appearance, and a few strands of beard at the corner of his mouth, looking at Nie Jiangsheng, he was not surprised, like a friend for many years, he stepped forward and said, "Brother Nie, here!"

"I'll get it for you. After speaking, the boss walked directly to the back room, and after a while, he came out with two packages and handed them to Nie Jiangsheng. Nie Jiangsheng took out the silver from his arms and handed it to the boss, but the other party didn't count it, and put it directly in his arms.

"Brother Nie, after so many years, it's time for you to come out. If nothing else, for the sake of this kid, you have to continue. Wang Dafu whispered in Nie Jiangsheng's ear, obviously not wanting Nie Li to hear it.

"I've been here for so many years, and it's good to have this kid with me now. Nie Jiangsheng waved his hand and refused. Seeing that Nie Jiangsheng was still saying this, Wang Dafu didn't say any more.

Nie Jiangsheng carried the package on his back and took Nie Li to a winery, in this Gusu City, most of the buildings are as beautiful as this land and water, not so majestic, just like a lonely woman in a drizzle.

Maybe it was because there were few guests during the day, but after pushing the door open, a strong aroma of wine came to his face, and the freshness of the earth mixed with the air behind him brought a different touch to Nie Li's sense of smell.

Nie Jiangsheng walked straight to the counter, the table that had passed through the years was not so obvious in the dim light, Nie Jiangsheng left a piece of broken silver and took away the wine jug on the counter.

"Dad, I've been here so many times, why haven't I seen the boss. Nie Li watched his father turn around and leave, intending to follow. "Boy, I met this boss decades ago, and who knows who it is now. ”

But this agreement will not change because of people. Affection is deep, and human life is shallow. The sun and the moon are the same, rising in the east and setting in the west. ”

Buy something at the shop here and dessert at the shop over there. At this time of year, he and his father had to buy a lot of things. Then go home early.

After returning to his home in the depths of the bamboo forest, Nie Jiangsheng would settle Nie Li, and then go out with the things he bought, no one knew where he went, Nie Li wanted to catch up several times, but he didn't go, the look in his father's eyes was something he hadn't seen in all these years, pain, struggle, hope.

At this time of the day, Nie Li would sit in front of the window, watching Nie Jiangsheng disappear into the verdant bamboo forest, looking at the towering bamboo forest all around, where the summer day did not leave too many traces, the breeze rustled, and a bone-penetrating coldness penetrated into the body.

"Sitting alone in the secluded grate, playing the piano and howling. People in the deep forest don't know, and the bright moon wants to shine. Nie Li looked at the gradually darkening sky and chanted the poems of the great poet Wang Fowei, the cold moonlight reflected the bamboo cypress, Nie Li picked up the bamboo flute hanging on the wall and began to play. The ethereal sound of the flute is like crying, echoing in the deep mountains of the bamboo forest, these songs are all learned by Nie Li with Nie Jiangsheng, maybe he doesn't have that experience, maybe he is still young and his skills are not skilled enough. I always feel that there is more joy and innocence in his flute, which makes the mournful flute sound a little wonderful.

Nie Jiangsheng carried a big package, walking like flying, the mountain road under his feet was not easy to walk, and it was even more dangerous in the dark night, ordinary people did not dare to set foot in it, but Nie Jiangsheng walked quickly, and walked to an inconspicuous place, where a small dirt bag was puffed up, and a stone tablet was erected on it.

The smooth surface of the stele on it resembles a mirror, and there are no inscriptions left. Nie Jiangsheng opened the package, and inside was gorgeous clothes, some rouge and accessories. He carefully placed his things in front of the stele.

He took out a pot of wine and two cups, poured them to the brim, and then sprinkled one cup on the ground in front of the monument, and drank one cup by himself.

"Yu'er, it's been twenty-five years. It's really like a dream. Today I still bring your favorite food, and I don't know if you are tired of eating after so many years. ”

"I live very well with Nie Li, although he is not my own child, and I don't know why I took him in in the first place, maybe because he is very similar to our children! If it weren't for that, would our grandson be as old as him now. ”

"He's very smart, he loves to play with me the most, don't look at him as if he's only five years old, he can make any tune, he will definitely be a romantic in the future. ”

"But I was most afraid that he would learn martial arts from me, but I promised his mother to let him live a dull life. But now that martial arts are prevalent and fate is unfortunate, how can I change it alone. What do you say I should do, Yu'er. ”

Nie Jiangsheng had a stone tablet on his head, his face was covered by scattered hair, and the sound of the flute in the distance was faintly visible, "Tick tick" Hot tears dripped from his eyes, little by little, little by little, falling into the wine glass.

As if thinking of something, Nie Jiangsheng took three steps back, his right hand was accumulated, and he slapped it to the ground, "bang", the soil in front of him exploded, and a wooden box flew out, he bent his five fingers, stretched out his hand, and a red long knife appeared in his hand, the blood-red blade flashed with a strange brilliance in the night, and the blade flickered as cruel as death in the moonlight, and as sad as the sound of the flute.

The right hand made a move like lightning, and for a while, the sky and the earth were full of sword light and whistling wind, and in the blink of an eye, the ground and trees were in a mess, full of knife marks of different shades and sizes.

The knife in his hand danced faster and faster, as fast as the ubiquitous black, only a flash of light, appearing and dissipating.

Half a cup of tea passed, Nie Jiangsheng stopped the movement in his hand, gasped, put the knife back into the wooden box with a slight tremor in his right arm, and buried it in the soil again.

"Singing and dancing are like water flowing through the clouds and moon, and the sword light and sword shadow solve the cause. Fu Xiao Tibetan knife without a word tablet, deep mountains and bamboos shed tears. ”