"Ahh Seeing that he still seemed to doubt himself, the boy seemed to be silent and couldn't stand still, his back was wet, and he stared at Lin Qingwan with innocent eyes.

"Maybe it might help. ”

Lin Qingwan smiled coquettishly, and looked at the boy very gently, the boy saw that this person did not have any hostility, so he had to tremble and look at Lin Qingwan seriously,

"If you hurt grandma, I won't let you go. The boy's childish voice was still there.

Although it sounds extremely childish, it is actually a bit serious.

looked at Lin Qingwan very seriously, the corners of Lin Qingwan's mouth twitched, and he laughed lightly, laughing breathlessly, raising his head and taking a deep breath, and replied: "Okay, well, you must not let me go." ”

Seeing her smile, thinking that she didn't take the words to heart, he glanced at her, hesitated for a while, looked at her seriously and said, "Definitely." ”

"Yes, definitely. ”

The boy's house was not far from here, so he arrived very quickly, and saw a ruined temple standing in front of him.

Suppressing the curiosity in his heart, the boy walked in, and there seemed to be people and things in the temple that the boy cared about, and soon swept past Lin Qingwan and ran inside and shouted, "Grandma!"

This temple is not like a house to live in, after stepping in, there is a Buddha statue in front of you, it seems that it has been placed for a long time, and you can't see who it is or what your facial features are.

The entire Buddha statue was unconsciousness polished by the wind and rain, but its posture was because it was a man's figure. The wooden stakes that have been corroded over time have shed some of their outer skin and look very dilapidated. The vermilion on the wall fell clean, revealing his original tan color, and the important tiles on the top were borrowed by someone to do something, leaving only the bare wooden stake alone, but fortunately, some well-wishers built some thatch on top. The vermilion has fallen, but I really didn't expect that the wall is also damaged, how can such a house, cold in winter and hot in summer, be able to live in people?

When the boy saw that Lin Qingwan hadn't moved for a long time, he thought that she was disgusted, but he turned to the side and thought, if he disliked it, how could he enter? Then he walked faster to an old man.

The old man looks a little old, the clothes on his body are very thin, it can't be said to be particularly thin, but it is very shabby, there are only two pieces of clothing, and the surroundings do not seem to be a place where clothes can be placed, seeing that the old man's body is to lose his erection, it seems to be enduring great pain, but the clothes look extremely rich, although they are damaged, it is not difficult to see that they need to spend a lot of silver to buy, without bowing their heads and being silent.

The old man's eyes were closed, his eyes were closed in pain, and for a moment Lin Qingwan thought that she was struggling with something, or fighting against something, but when she looked closely, it turned out that she was asleep.

Seeing the old man, the boy who had always been calm suddenly lost his composure after he came, cried, his eyes were red, and the tears of Douban flowed down his cheeks, across the muddy face and chin, and some of the tears fell on the boy's plain clothes, and the already shabby plain clothes looked even more dirty.

The old man looked very sick, Lin Qingwan's heart tightened, he grabbed the boy lightly, his eyes were a little serious, he coughed a few times, took out a piece of gold and said earnestly: "Go to the street to buy medicine, hurry up"

The boy's eyes showed gratitude, and he grabbed Lin Qingwan's hands and bent over to say thank you desperately. Then he quickly ran outside and wiped his tears from his eyes.

"No, come back, how can you ask for other people's things, and give them back to this girl" The old man suddenly woke up, looked at the boy very seriously, and also skimmed Lin Qingwan.

The old man saw Lin Qingwan and didn't think about it. This woman has an elegant posture, long hair condensed for thousands of years of black mist, sleeves fluttering like a fairy, beautiful and childish, red tape, extremely moving smile, embroidered mandarin ducks with threads, like a lotus blooming under the moon, light toes, sassy and energetic, quite her youthful style, so that she does not like Lin Qingjuan.

On the other hand, the boy staggered and fell to the ground, his clothes were covered with dust, and he got up, and looked at the old grandmother, his misty eyes looking very overwhelmed.

"You can't ask for other people's things, I said... Cough.. How many times.. Hey, when are you going to grow up? Ahem.." A serious teaching made the boy's eyes red again, not because he was criticized, it should be, because his grandmother still thinks about him like this.

"Grandma, I know, I know, don't you say it, I understand, I understand" The intermittent voice came into his ears, Lin Qingwan looked at the boy, shook his head helplessly, turned his head to look at Tongque and said:

"You go to the doctor, hurry up" The tone sounded flat and quiet, probably because the person who spoke didn't want others to know her emotions, deliberately. So, I'm afraid that only Lin Qingwan knows his mood at the moment.

It's anxious, but it's also very calm, and it doesn't care about itself. The bronze bird has not come back yet, Lin Qingwan has nothing to do and paced back and forth in the room, but he can still hear the conversation of the old and the young in the temple.

"Hey! Ahem.... I can't blame you, but remember... cough of others. You can't want things," the old grandmother's earnest voice lingered.

The boy next to him looked down as if he understood that he had done something wrong, and next to his red face, Lin Qingwan approached a little closer, and found that he was smiling inadvertently.

"Hey, listen... cough cough cough .. Do you hear that?" Seeing that her grandson did not answer, the old grandmother stood up and prepared to get up, but she couldn't stand up, because her legs were broken, so the boy was in a hurry, and suddenly supported the old grandmother.

Lin Qingwan was also a sign, and hurriedly entered the door to check. Seeing that there was not much to do, he squatted down, and was just about to speak, when he heard the voice of the boy next to him.

"Got it, got it, grandma, don't move" The boy's anxious voice didn't know if he was talking too loudly. It's still a good echo in the temple, but how can such a dilapidated temple echo be good, but it does resound throughout the temple.

"Good.. Ahem..... Cough, water.. Ahem." Seeing that his condition was deteriorating further, the boy was so anxious that he didn't know what to do. Fortunately, Lin Qingwan was by his side, and when he heard this, he hurriedly stood up, looking very anxious, and hurriedly picked up the kettle beside him. The bottom of the pot is almost dry, but fortunately there is still water, otherwise it would be too miserable.

The boy was there, drooping his ears, crying a little, but not doing anything. "Hey!" saw him sitting there, didn't move, looked a little silly, reminded him without being reminded, and as soon as he was reminded, he stood up violently.

Seeing that he didn't make any more moves, his mood seemed to be very low, so he didn't say much. Instead, when he walked into the house to see the old man, his grandmother gently helped him up.

"Are you okay?" seeing that the old grandmother is also a little emaciated, and she is quite old, and I don't know how much weaker this disease will make her, the old grandmother's hair has been mixed with a few gray hairs, and there are not many headdresses, almost supported by a shovel, but this does not look like a poor family can wear, without suspicion of this person's identity.

"Ahem. . . Ahem, the girl is serious. Ahem, ahem, no more cough.. It's a big deal, it's okay, it's okay" After the old grandmother drank the water, she still coughed non-stop, Lin Qingwan patted her back gently, and her expression soothed a little.

"Why is Grandma so seriously ill?" Seeing that her expression was completely soothed, she didn't look uncomfortable, and her body was not trembling, so he continued to talk to her. "It's a long story, and it can be said that I was careless. Grandma was silent for a while, and then answered, as if there were complex feelings of hatred, helplessness, and pity in her eyes, making it impossible to know what she was thinking. All this was seen by Lin Qingwan, and she became even more curious, although curiosity killed the cat, she was still curious.

"Grandma is not in good health, so don't sit up" hurriedly helped her down. "Grandma, I'll tie your hair. Lin Qingwan looked at her hair, then lifted her hand up and gently held it, without touching her clothes on the way.

"Eh, grandma, I see that your clothes are so delicate, and they look like a lot of silver...."Lin Qingwan's fingers trembled slightly when he touched any piece of clothing, looking shocked. The old man looked at her, his eyes full of warmth.

"Hey, it's not broken like this now," she said, and she raised her sleeves, which were covered with mud and a few puddings, but there were still tattered places, but when she looked up, for example, which one was still white. The white is mixed with the blue phoenix meandering, so noble, living to the markings on the blue and white porcelain.

After Lin Qingwan was silent, he raised his hand and raised his cuffs to look at it, turned his head to look at the old woman, his eyes were serious, his fingers seemed to be tightly grasping the old man's hand, only to feel that the skin under his hand was very asymmetrical, although many places were wrinkled, and there were many calluses in the palms of his hands, and in some places, it was extremely like the hands of people who had delicately protected the golden branches and jade leaves.

"Grandma, can you tell me why?" Hearing this, the old grandmother didn't look at Lin Qingwan, raised her head and sighed, her eyes fierce, as if she was in extreme pain.

"Ahem.... Evil, cough, cough.." The remorse in Grandma's eyes seemed to flow out with tears, and her expression didn't seem to be too much.

Lin Qingwan looked out of the door, the door that had already been blown by the wind was rattling, and it made people feel irritated without shaking their minds. It was not early, and although it was not night, it was still dusk. The wind makes people a little cold.

"Emperor Dongjia, Emperor Dongjia. Lin Qingwan's eyes sank when he became famous. The tyranny of Emperor Dongjia disturbed the people to make a living, and they harvested the city for horses and grain, and they were afraid that they would also be implicated, and they would be homeless and homeless, and they would be a rich man when they looked at this clothes.

As the night darkens, a cold wind blows through the dilapidated temple.

The little boy and his grandmother leaned together to keep warm, and Lin Qingwan watched the little boy and his grandmother snuggling up to each other. His heart was full of waves, so he asked the little boy softly, "You must have a good relationship with your grandmother, right?" The little boy nodded, looked at his grandmother and recalled the good old days......