Chapter 4 The Old Man Who Passed Away
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After only two or three cups, the dish was already on the table.
"Well, not bad, it seems that Luoyun's craftsmanship has recently improved ......", Luo Wenbin picked up a mouthful of the hot dish that had just been served and put it in his mouth, chewed it carefully, as if he wanted to completely taste the deliciousness of this dish, and after a while, he swallowed it in his stomach, and then looked at Yang Shuangzi with envy, and said: "Second child, why did you say that you had such a good fate and married such a good daughter-in-law as Luoyun." is capable and virtuous, not only can help you take care of such a large family business, keep all the affairs at home and outside the house in order, and make this good dish, the most rare thing is that I don't object to you drinking, where do you say to find such a sensible daughter-in-law. This really fulfills the old saying, saying that 'you can go to the kitchen and get out of the hall', I am almost envious of you."
Yang Shuangzi smiled proudly and nodded: "This is the truth."
Luo Wenbin suddenly sighed with emotion: "Why do you say that I don't have such a good life as you, the family died early, leaving me alone to take care of Luoxue Valley, and take care of a pair of children." It was hard to survive until her daughter grew up, but in the end, she cheapened you for nothing and became your daughter-in-law. You said, I raised my daughter-in-law for you, how can you thank me, you can't let me raise your daughter for so many years in vain."
Yang Shuangzi said speechlessly: "I can't control this, your daughter is Xiaofeng's daughter-in-law, what does it have to do with me." If you want any thank-you gift, go to your son-in-law and ask for it, but don't find the wrong person."
"Okay, ......", Luo Wenbin seemed to have been waiting for his words for a long time, slapped the table and said: "What you said is what you said, when I leave another day, I will let Feng'er load a large cart of the aged wine that has been hidden in the cellar of your Qingshui Villa for more than 60 years, and you must not feel distressed when the time comes."
"What ......", Yang Shuangzi was startled and said in horror: "You want a big car"?
Luo Wenbin shrugged his shoulders indifferently and asked, "What's the matter, what kind of expression do you have, are you reluctant to look at this, or do you regret it." Don't forget, just now you said that you asked me to find Feng'er to ask for a thank you. Oh, I know, you think one car is too little, right, feel embarrassed to take out your hand, so let's do it, two cars, two cars are always OK, or three cars are OK, of course, four cars I don't have too much, or five ......."
"Stop ......", Yang Shuangzi sat up directly, waved his hand again and again to signal him to stop, and said with a bitter face: "One car, at most one car, no more altar."
He is now dumb and eats coptis, and if he can't say anything about his suffering, he can only break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, who let him just leave Luo Wenbin with this opportunity.
"Okay, a car is a car......", Luo Wenbin nodded reluctantly, and he agreed, but then he snorted coldly: "Hmph, it's really stingy, isn't one of my young daughters as good as a jar of wine at your house, I knew this, I wouldn't have made this loss-making deal with you."
How dare Yang Shuangzi say more.
For a while, the two of them chatted without a word.
How many years, how much time, seems to have turned into the wine in this cup.
One cup, one more glass......
Time has passed quietly, like the stream in the mountains, which can never be restored.
I don't know if the two brothers who are drinking at this moment, can they still remember the years when they laughed together and dominated the world together?
Luo Wenbin looked at the wine in the glass, the image in the wine had gray hair on the sideburns, it turned out that unconsciously, he was already old?
In fact, he is only in his 40s this year.
Although a man is not old, his heart has long been vicissitudes of time.
Yang Shuangzi was looking out the window, looking at the flowing clouds in the distance, is there someone he remembers in the distance!
They had drunk a lot of wine, but they were talking less and less, and after a while, the two of them fell completely silent.
After all, it was Luo Wenbin who spoke first: "Do you remember the scene when the three of us met for the first time"?
"Of course ......", Yang Shuangzi nodded with a light smile: "How could I forget the situation of that day."
Luo Wenbin smiled very dejectedly, raised his glass and drank it all, then looked at the empty cup in his hand, looked at it very carefully, was silent for a while, and said: "I vaguely remember that time, in that country village store, the three of us drank the worst quality soju, but at that time I felt extremely happy. But now, there are fewer people with whom the wine used to drink, so much so that it seems that it has no taste at all."
Yang Shuangzi took his gaze back from a distance, and was reminded of the past, and he also felt something for a while, looked at Luo Wenbin, and said: "Eighteen years, a full eighteen years, he seems to have completely disappeared." I was ashamed of him, but I didn't even have a chance to apologize to him."
"Alas......", Luo Wenbin sighed and said, "Why should you blame yourself." The third child is such a person, he has always paid attention to feelings, always thinks about others, always fulfills others, but makes himself very miserable."
"Yes, haven't people who are affectionate always make themselves miserable!"
Yang Shuangzi said lightly: "Actually, it's okay, he doesn't want to see me, and I don't have the face to see him again." I'm sorry for him!"
"Hey, what are you talking about......", Luo Wenbin said disapprerovingly: "Feelings are the most difficult thing in the world to explain clearly, although the third child and Luoyun met before, but you and Luoyun are really in love, and what is in his way." In the final analysis, after all, it is the third child who is too obsessed with himself, what does this have to do with you."
Yang Shuangzi said gloomily: "Maybe."
Speaking of the third child, if it was twenty years ago, as long as you are a person who mixes in the rivers and lakes, you must have heard of such a name--Li Muqing.
It's a name that borders on magic.
Li Muqing is respected as a sword god by the people of the rivers and lakes because of his wonderful swordsmanship, noble sentiments, and great personality. With the ethereal peak Murong Ke, Qingshui Villa Yang Shuangzi is known as the three heroes of the rivers and lakes.
It's just that Li Muqing has a bad fate, although he married Jin Lan with Yang Shuangzi, the young owner of Qingshui Villa, and Luo Wenbin, the young owner of Luoxue Valley, and became a brother of the opposite sex who kowtowed and changed his surname, but he had no other relatives.
His background is like a mystery, except for his name, there is no other information related to him on the rivers and lakes, not a single one.
Of course, no one knows where his family lives and where his relatives are.
His relatives seem to be only Yang Shuangzi and Luo Wenbin, except for these two brothers of the opposite sex, he has no other relatives.
Even Luo Wenbin and Yang Shuangzi don't know much about this third brother.
It was as if he had appeared out of nowhere, and then suddenly disappeared.
No one knows his past, nor does anyone know his future.
No one knows where he came from, let alone where he went.
People only know that he has a wonderful martial arts, and there is nothing else.
Li Muqing is dignified and amazing, and has poured countless girls and won his favor. However, although there were countless girls of his age who secretly promised him at that time, he never married a wife and was always alone.
The most rare thing is that although Li Muqing has peerless martial arts, he never kills anyone. Later, after he retired from the rivers and lakes, no one knew his whereabouts.