Lonely and walking alone in the former site of the lonely family of burnt ashes, he clearly saw that there was still the smell of the charred house, cold and desolate.

There was nothing left in front of him, except for a few small trees that were still alive in the flames. Step by step, he walked to the two big trees that were burned, touched the blackened marks with his hand, and shook the branches and leaves of the trees with a heavy punch. He recalled the sad scenes of the past, and now he seemed to be portrayed much older by the merciless frost moon.

When he looked up, a puff of clear smoke rose and the sky spread. Turning into white clouds in the blue sky, he thought bitterly of lonely clouds. couldn't help but say in a lost voice: "Yun'er, Yun'er, you have risen to the white clouds in the sky, and my father saw you smiling in the sky in his own compound." Why are you still smiling, are you laughing at Daddy's incompetence? It won't be long before Daddy will go to Daming Palace to kill that demon fox. ”

"Still ....... He choked up, as if this was one of the few times Lonely Biao had shed tears since he was an adult. Heroes also have sad things, and even more so in this sad environment, this desolate sky, who will interpret it specifically for a person?

After the storm and the sun, the birds are still chattering on the branches. Spring goes to autumn, and geese go back and forth to the north and south of the river. On both sides of the Yellow River, the chirping sparrows, the orioles of the warblers, and the cuckoos dripping blood and anger must always follow the arrangement of nature's birth and death.

He turned around and looked down to see the clear water of the lake in the backyard, small fish and insects running lightly on the lake, and Matsumori waving in the wind. This is the vitality of life after experiencing the baptism of life. The new face of life all hints at a new beginning, a thriving scene.

Lone Biao turned around, walked behind the two trees, and took a few steps forward. It was found that in the center of the lonely family, there was still a small house with light smoke, which gave Lonely Biao even more confidence. It's like a small fire stick that is burning dry, and it will burn with desire.

Lonely Biao's heavy footsteps came to the hut, and he heard the sound of stir-frying and casseroles clinking inside. He couldn't guess who lived inside, maybe a relative, maybe a poor outsider, maybe a .......

His mind was confused and he couldn't say what it was like, he wanted to get in but was afraid of being disappointed. So he went around the hut, which was no more than ten paces long and five paces wide. Moreover, since the house was all made of unburned wooden planks, a strong wind came, and the hut creaked as if it were going to fall at any moment, and perhaps the people inside were ready for the house to collapse and the house to die.

He walked to the door and knocked lightly a few times, but there was no response after a while. The clay pot stopped knocking, and he tapped it lightly a few more times.

A woman's voice came from inside, "Is there anything wrong with the people outside?" This voice was very familiar and kind, but it was a little unfamiliar.

Lonely Biao didn't make any answer, and continued to knock a few times, and a woman's voice came from inside: "I'm very weak outside, if anything, then you just say it outside the door, and I'll listen inside." ”

The voice was still the woman's, and she spoke with some apprehension and timidity, and the more she listened to it, the more miserable she felt.

He couldn't help but say: "Lonely Biao is the owner of this house, and due to a catastrophe, the house here was destroyed and people died, so I want to see if this place is still lived by my family or a foreigner." ”

I saw that the whimpering voice of the woman inside became more and more sad and louder. The door creaked, and finally opened. It was his niece Lonely Wind who threw himself into his arms and burst into tears.

Lonely Biao expressed surprise, but it was reasonable. He couldn't help but tear up and said, "Feng'er." Is that you?"

Lonely Wind called out fragily, "Uncle, uncle." There was another whimper.

After a while, Lonely Biao said: "Feng'er, can the uncle go in and have a look?"

Lonely Wind suppressed his tears and said, "Uncle, please come in." ”

Lonely Biao walked in and saw that there were unburned wooden planks all around, and the room was filled with the smell of baking. The lonely wind closed the door, as if the room was a prison, and the black hole was filled with only a lock of sunlight through the gap. Lonely Wind found half of the burned wax bamboo and lit it in the middle of the table, and the candlelight filled the room with warmth.

Lonely Biao saw that there was only one bed in this room, this simple furniture. Seeing this environment, Lonely Biao stopped talking, and Lonely Wind asked first: "Uncle, sit down first, it just so happens that I have just cooked the meal." Sit down and we'll eat together. Like when I was a kid, we're all still here. ”

Lonely Biao said a thousand words to Lonely Wind, but when she heard her say this, it was impossible to talk about it. He sat down as she commanded, looked at the candlelight, and his heart was warmed by the wax. Lonely Wind served two bowls of dishes. One bowl is duck egg soup and the other bowl is baby cabbage.

She put a bowl of rice for Lonely Biao and said, "Uncle, compensate your niece for whether it is good or not, and whether it is delicious for my aunt." ”

Lonely Biao took the bowl full of rice, and Lonely Wind only had half a bowl of rice. She picked up her chopsticks and took two bites, and she saw him watching her. She raised her head and said, "Uncle, eat." Is it not to your liking, or is it ....... ”

Lonely Biao smiled and said, "No." With his right hand, he grabbed half a bowl of rice and put it in his mouth.

Lonely Wind panicked: "Seeing that my niece is confused like this, let my uncle eat empty-handed." ”

Lonely Biao no longer cares whether there are chopsticks or not, it seems that his dead heart is touched a little, and he said: "It's nothing, as long as you have a meal with your niece, there is still this family affection in the world, and you are already very happy to be an uncle." It's just that your father is probably back, why are you staying here alone?"

Lonely Wind handed the chopsticks in his hand to Lonely Biao and said: "I also know this, but where is the big place in the world for me? When I came back, I found that the Lonely Family was in ruins, and now I still see you, uncle?"

Lonely Biao didn't want to refuse her and said, "But I'm just coming back for one last look, what about you?"

"Uncle don't worry about me, I've gotten used to being alone over the years, and now I know a little bit about everything. I only have one pair in this tube, so I'm going to split it and make a pair. Lonely Wind said as he got up to work.

After speaking, she got up and turned her head and said, "Uncle, you can eat first, I will make it soon." ”

Lonely Biao was stunned, looking at her sister-in-law's appearance and stiff movements. Lonely Wind found a bamboo tube and went to the cutting board to find a knife to make on the ground, and she carefully sharpened a bamboo chopstick.

Lonely Biao praised: "Your hands are so skillful. ”

Lonely Wind was very happy in his heart. She reflexively let out an "ah".

Lonely Biao immediately got up and walked over and said, "Feng'er, what's wrong with you." ”

He took her severed hand in his hand, and blood poured from the ring finger of her left hand. Lonely Biao didn't say a word, found a clean cloth from himself, and tore it off.

Lonely Wind said as strong as before: "Uncle, my niece is fine, it's just that she accidentally cut a little." ”

He helped her to the stool, and she didn't refuse.

He said distressedly: "Feng'er, you see that the crack is so open, and so much blood is shed, my uncle is distressed." ”

"Uncle, after so many years, didn't I come here like this? Since my uncle and aunt died, I have come back here, and here I am alone to guard our former home. I'm going to live in this land even if it's turned to ashes, so I'm here to stay. There was a faint resentment in the words of the lonely wind.

"Uncle and my father, aren't you? Our lonely family has offended the current Emperor Wu of the Great Zhou Dynasty, so we have been implicated. I was also left home and wandered on the rivers and lakes for 19 years. My heart was getting worse and thicker, and it was about to pile up like the highest peak in the world. But I've endured it so much, and I'm coming back here to give birth to our lonely family. His tone was calm and firm, as if he had a plan for revenge, only now was the time.

It seems that before he has any plans, there are already ambushes outside, making it difficult for him to return home. It is the mountain rain that is coming, and the wind is full of buildings.