Peaceful days always pass quickly.

Day after day, year after year......

One day, I suddenly found that the toddler who used to babble has become as strong as a bullock, and there are also heroes who pull out the mountains, full of silver hair and struggling, and the romance of the year has long disappeared.

Time is so unforgiving.

I didn't wake up from a dream, but I felt that I was no longer young......

Niu Ye sat behind the counter, looking into the distance.

With a furrow on his face, does he also think like this?

Outside the window, the autumn breeze gusts.

As soon as autumn begins, the sun in the north of the Saibei is setting earlier and earlier every day.

At this point, the sun will set again.

Inside the tavern, it was empty.

The shepherd shrank at the door, probing his head and looking at it for a long time, and in the twilight, the dirt road in front of the door was already empty.

It doesn't look like anyone will come to the door.

He looked back at Niu Ye, stared and thought for a while, dragged one leg, walked into the back kitchen and discussed with Second Sister-in-law You, and prepared to close the door.

In fact, there is no need to look at Master Niu, things like when to close, it is completely up to him and Second Sister-in-law You to decide for themselves according to the business situation. In this regard, Niu Ye never said a word.

What's more, in the eyes of the shepherd, no matter when he looks over, the cow master sitting behind the counter always raises his eyes and looks into the distance......

There was a sound of ping-pong, and the tavern's business for the day was over.

The second sister-in-law of the sheep herd You is such a person, when she closes the door, she can't wait to split the door panel.

Different from ordinary stores, when the door is closed, the shopkeeper holds the abacus and keeps an eye on the account book, carefully counting every penny. In this tavern, I have never seen Niu Ye taking accounts.

The shopkeeper doesn't take it to heart, and the second sister-in-law of the sheep herd, who is a partner, has no reason to worry.

What's more, people who can't even close a door have the ability to settle accounts?

It was getting darker.

Niu Ye, who was sitting behind the counter, didn't make a sound, slowly stood up, walked to the back kitchen, poured three pots of wine by himself, held it with a tray of red oil, and slowly walked out of the back door and came to the hillside.

The poplar tree, which reached into the sky, had already become golden, and when the autumn wind blew, it rattled like a butterfly dancing on a tree.

The grass and trees are withered, and in the twilight, the mountains and rivers become more and more sparse.

There was no other view under the trees, of course the two mounds.

There is no monument, no word, no pine and no cypress.

Niu Ye took the wine, walked to the grave without saying a word, put the wine on the plate on the stone table, and sat down by himself.

The autumn wind was like a gust of tightness, blowing the gorgeous hair between the cow's sideburns, and suddenly, it looked so old.

People, it is always said that time is easy to get old, but who has seen their old age?

Niu Ye sat on the stone, sighed slightly, grabbed a wine jug, took a big sip to the spout, and then poured some more ...... in front of the two graves

The silent Niu Ye, whenever he sits under this poplar tree, he looks particularly dull.

Not a word, not a word, just kept drinking, taking a sip, pouring a little, pouring a little, taking a sip......

Just like getting up every morning to chop wood, running to the hillside at dusk and drinking in front of the two graves seems to have become a habit in his bones......

It was completely dark.

The autumn wind is like a knife.

Niu Ye was still sitting on the hillside, motionless.

Three pots of wine have long been drunk.

Niu Ye still sat still, like a mountain rock.

In the darkness, his deep-set eyes were full of intense light!

The wind is cold, and Niu Ye's body bones are even colder. But at this moment, his blood was rushing! His thoughts were tumbling......

Two shadows are coming from the sky.

One is tall and the other is slender.

One is robust, the other is feminine.

One rugged, one refined.

One is like a mountain, the other is like water.

One is like a knife, the other is like a flower.

One is like winter, the other is like spring.

One is like the north wind, and the other is like the dawn moon.

One is clearly recognizable, the other is obscure......

Two shadows, from the horizon, one in the east and the other in the west, seem to have no feet on the ground, and as if they are growing lotus step by step, slowly and silently coming from the sky, getting closer and closer, closer and closer......

So close! So close!

Niu Ye closed his eyes, he had already felt the sharpness of a blade, and he had already smelled the fragrance of flowers.

Closer! Closer!

The flowers are still indescribably beautiful, as if they are within reach.

The blade seemed to be wrapped in a thick fog, and it was impossible to see it clearly......

Niu Ye was startled, and suddenly opened his eyes.

The night was like a rock, the north wind was roaring, and there was nothing.

He let out a long sigh, looked at the two low graves, and subconsciously grabbed the flask.

Three flasks, empty.

Niu Ye sighed lightly, sat silently on the stone, and the whole person fell into the boundless black as if he was sinking......

Many years ago.

It was still a snowy day.

The sky and the earth are vast, the north wind is howling, and it is extremely cold.

A young man of about six or seven years old, standing in front of a blackened painted gate, dressed in coarse cloth clothes that could not withstand the cold of winter, the young man's thin body could not help but tremble slightly. On a face that was red from the cold, there were a few faint tears on it. An equally red hand, but tightly holding a half-broken arrow.

Not long ago, the scene of the old white wolf biting through my grandfather's throat is still vivid.

If it weren't for my father's timely arrival, I'm afraid that he would not have escaped his doom that day.

The great horror, coupled with the extreme cold, made the boy tremble even more......

My grandfather hunted all his life, and no one knew how many beasts had died under his arrows.

After decades of hunting, he has never missed.

But I didn't expect to miss in front of the old wolf.

The first miss, the only miss, and the last miss in my grandfather's life......

When his father was terrified, carrying his grandfather's corpse on his back, and leading the equally terrified boy back to the grass huts at the bottom of the mountain, his mother, the usually majestic woman, fainted all of a sudden.

When she woke up, her mother uncharacteristically did not cry or shed tears.

All the grief and grievances of the mother were condensed on a thorny thorn in her hand.

Naturally, the thorns fell on his father's back.

In fact, even when he was young, the teenager knew that this thorn was by no means the first time that it was drawn to his father's back.

When my grandfather was there, my mother often beat my father like this.

Sometimes in front of my grandfather, when my grandfather saw it, he stroked his beard and didn't say a word.

It was as if the thorny thorns were just a piece of rotten meat that had nothing to do with them.

At that time, he naturally didn't know what "into the rich" meant?

Although the boy knew that his mother loved him very much, he had always loved him. But looking at his father's bloody back, he felt a chill in his body.

His father was sweating profusely, but he looked at him and tried to squeeze out a smile.

That smile was even more ugly than crying......

The old wolf fought with his grandfather for a long time, but his grandfather fell and the old wolf fled.

The murderer of my grandfather was, without a doubt, the old wolf.

After smoking the father, the mother was still angry, and pointed at the father through gritted teeth, asking him to catch the old wolf, and she would skin it alive.

Looking at the bloody thorn, where did my father dare to hesitate?

"Get out! Get out! Go now! If you can't catch it, you won't come back!"

The mother roared hoarsely, the momentum long since overshadowed the northwest wind outside the window.

My father wrapped himself in a sheepskin jacket and went out trembling.

The mother put down the thorns, her body went limp, and she hugged the boy in her arms......

A heavy snowfall, the sky and the earth change color.

Everywhere is white, thousands of mountains and ravines, go there to find an old white wolf......

My father came back in the middle of the night, covered in snow and wind.

Naturally, nothing was found.

The boy remembered very well that his mother glared at his father fiercely, but fortunately, he did not scold and did not go to get the thorn again.

The two of them squatted on the ground, speechless in the middle of the night.

The boy curled up in the bed, shivering all night, and did not sleep.

My father dragged his wounds and ran for most of the night, but he didn't even find a wolf hair.

It came to the door on its own.

A room full of people sleepless all night.

But the sun rises as usual.

Early in the morning, my father went out to get firewood, and as soon as he went out, he suddenly exclaimed.

There was blood outside the door, and the only cow in the family had fallen in the barn, its body had been torn apart, and some rotten flesh and bones were thrown in front of the door.

Even the snow on the ground was stained red.

A series of footprints shaped like plum blossoms, with blood stains, stretched forward.

On closer inspection, this footprint seems to be a bit special, the left and right are not symmetrical, and one is deep and one shallow, and it is chaotic.

It must be!

The white wolf did it.

Right in front of his house.

When she heard the news, her mother was completely angry, grabbed a piece of chopstick, smashed her head and face at her father a few times, and scolded loudly: "Waste! Rice bucket! Not a wolf can be found, waste! Waste! A three-legged wolf can't be killed, and let it come to the door, waste! Waste! Don't get out of here! Waste! Get out of ......."

But the father ignored it, stretched out his hand to push away the chopping wood in his mother's hand, jumped into the grass hut in one step, grabbed the bow and arrow, did not even wear a leather jacket, and rushed out like an arrow along the footprints.

The mother brandished the chopping wood and scolded her behind her.

The old wolf was seriously injured, after all, he didn't run too fast.

On a snowy day, although a white coat is the best camouflage, the footprints on the ground are also the best guides.

The father walked like a fly, and soon saw the old wolf.

It jumped with some difficulty, and its body staggered as if it might fall down at any moment.

The father climbed a hill in one go, and the white wolf appeared in front of him.

The blood at the corner of its mouth was clearly visible.

The father bent his bow and arrows, aiming at the old wolf.

"Smack!" the bowstring flicked, and the old wolf fell to the ground in response, and a sharp sword was inserted into the old wolf's ribs.

The father was shocked and looked around.

The arrow in his hand did not leave the string.

"Hahaha......" laughed loudly, and a huge head came into view.

"Hey, the one who slammed the door upside down, also wanted to pick up the leak, and he was beaten by his daughter-in-law again? It was a person who slammed the door upside down, and someone else married a daughter-in-law, so he married a tigress......" The huge head shook and shouted at him, and said with a smile to the person next to him.

"Don't make fun of the villain...... father said, bowing at the big head.

"Haha......" The big head burst into laughter again.

"Master Sun, your family has a big business, and you don't care about these three melons and two dates—you see, this, this old wolf asked for the life of Lord Yue-in-law before, and last night he bit and killed a cow in the villain's house.

"Haha—if you don't carry this beast back today, I'm afraid the tigress in your house will kill you, haha......"

"Master Sun said with a smile! and ask the master to be gracious—to be honest, I'm going back empty-handed today, this—this pass in this house, the villain is really having a hard time......" The father said, smiling at the big head, and said cautiously.

"Haha......" The big head standing on the opposite hillside laughed wildly, his face suddenly changed, and he shouted at his father: "Look at yourself!" Before he finished speaking, the two descendants who followed the big head ran down, lifted the white wolf, and walked away without looking back.

Needless to say, when my father's face was blue and trembling and he returned to the house, he inevitably received another beating from his mother.

The father rarely defended a few words, saying that he had caught up with the white wolf, but let Sun Datou rob him. Before he finished speaking, he took a few more beatings and scolded a few words of "wretched".

When it comes to Sun Datou, he is also well-known locally.

He was originally a hawker selling mountain goods, and in recent years, for some reason, he has made a few small fortunes. As soon as the pockets bulged, the whole person became uneasy, arrogant and uninhibited, and one day was better than one day.

Although he can't be called a wealthy family, in this barren mountain nest, Sun Datou has already become a rich man second to none.

Clever and domineering, greedy for money and lustful, arrogant......

The problems of ordinary landlords and old wealth, Sun Datou does not fall.

As his name suggests, his head, which was already larger than ordinary people, is now fat and round, wrapped in a fox fur hat, and looks more and more surprisingly big......

Reasoning with such a big-headed guy obviously won't work.

What's more, the white wolf was originally shot by him first.

If you want to open your mouth and want to reply, it is tantamount to plucking the feathers from the tiger's mouth.

Isn't it just a wolf skin, give up? The mother's face here is so terrible, the thorn standing in the corner of the wall, it is black, and it is full of coagulated blood......

Today, the wolfskin is more than just a wolfskin.

Helplessly, my father dragged his body with pain, waded through knee-deep snow, and climbed to the county seat with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

In fact, the ending was predictable long ago. When it was almost dark, my father crawled back dejected.

A hillbilly, a broken wolfskin, and a bunch of messy nonsense that made people dizzy, before his father could finish speaking, he had already been blasted out by several servants.

Such a trivial matter is not worthy of being accepted by an adult.

It wasn't until later that the boy learned that the adult's surname was Lu, and he was the county magistrate of this county.

Regardless of whether his surname is "donkey" or "pig", whether he is "first successful" or "later successful", in short, it is hopeless to fight for justice through litigation.

When his father returned home, he was not surprised to receive another beating from his mother.

Running around for days, watching the white wolf being snatched away by Sun Datou, as a man, he didn't let out a single fart.

The wolf, however, had bitten his father-in-law, her father, to death.

Mother's wattle was pumped with great force.

With a dull echo, in the dim grass hut, blurred flesh and blood flew like snow.

As a young man, he lay on his stomach on the bed, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body was cold.

............

Suddenly, a beep horn was heard, and in the boundless night, a firelight rose into the sky.

Niu Ye, who was sitting on the stone, was suddenly awakened.

He jerked his head up and looked into the distance.

The night is like a rock, and it sinks like a stone. The flames filled the sky, like a red dragon dancing wildly.

Identify the direction, the place where the fire started, should be in the grassland.

Ten miles away, it is still so thrilling.

The magnitude of the fire is evident......