On the shore of the Bohai Sea, there was a thick fog on this day, and it was impossible to see, and all the fishing boats along the coast of Kuozhou did not go to sea.

"Yan'er, I can only send you here, no matter how close it is, the clouds and mist swallowed by the turtle can't cover Penglai's appearance, you go down the mountain!"

With one move, Lao Hou saw a raft fall from the mountains into the sea and dock next to the turtle.

"Uncle Hou, Yan'er is gone, you have to take good care of yourself, you must come to see Yan'er in the future. Ji Yan was reluctant to give up, walked slowly down the stone stairs, and turned back after a few steps.

This glance,

I want to see all the childhood years.

One word

I always want to say goodbye.

......

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Ji Yan stood barefoot on the bamboo raft, the bamboo raft was so small that only one person could stand, and the waves crashed against the shore, and it was not long before Ji Yan was sent to the sea.

The beach is vast, covered with yellow sand, golden in the light of the rising sun. A few miles away, you can see the green woods stretching along the coastline, and the sea breeze blows, and the woods make a hoarse cry, telling the world about desolation and loneliness.

Ji Yan stood on the beach for a long time, looked back, the fog dissipated, and Penglai Xiandao had long been gone. After looking at it for a long time, he had no choice but to turn around, the loneliness in his eyes eased slightly, and he took a few deep breaths of the sea breeze, as if the coolness drove away the loneliness and helplessness, and took a firm step. I thought that since the seaside was deserted, I would go north through the mountains and forests, and let's go and see.

The trees are full of towering ancient trees, and the sunlight has to squeeze out a piece of heaven and earth to shine down. Birds and insects chirp, and the wind whistles. Ji Yan walked in this forest, his hair was scattered, he was dressed in a white robe, he walked and stopped, and kept looking at the first stop after the outlying island. "It turns out that there are animals in Penglai in this forest, and those fruits look so beautiful, they must be very delicious!" Feeling hungry, he walked into a low fruit tree, stretched out his hand to pick a fruit, "Woo ......" Suddenly a dull low and warning voice remembered, and a gray-haired monkey jumped up the branch, waving his teeth and claws at Ji Yan.

"Little monkey, is this fruit yours?" Ji Yan settled down and held the fruit in front of the monkey.

"Squeak ......" The monkey's cry became sharper and sharper, and its hands danced and swayed on the branches.

"Oh, Yan'er understands that other people's things cannot be occupied, but Yan'er is hungry and thirsty, see if you can ......"

"Squeak ......" Before Ji Yan finished speaking, the monkey was already screaming, and he looked like he was rejecting people.

Ji Yan was helpless, and stretched out a hand to the monkey's forehead. The little monkey was still immersed in a state of madness, and when he saw this white and tender palm coming towards him, he was at a loss for a while and stood on the branch.

"I'll give you back this fruit, I'll look for it somewhere else, be good, don't call it. Ji Yan stroked the little monkey's head, and with his other hand, he handed over the fruit.

The monkey blinked at the child, then at the fruit, and enjoyed the comfort of tickling, and instantly took the fruit into his arms, peeked at Ji Yan a few times, and opened his mouth to eat.

Ji Yan smiled innocently, rubbed his empty belly, and continued to move forward. An hour passed, only to see Ji Yan sitting under an ancient tree, there were a few green fruits that he had gnawed a few mouthfuls on, most of the fruits he was looking for were green and sour, and it was really difficult to swallow, so he had no choice but to take a break and suspend his physical strength.

Suddenly, a black shadow scurried on his chest, the black shadow was so fast that he didn't have time to react, Ji Yan thought about the stealth decision, and he was about to turn over and pick up the wooden stick beside him in a hurry. But when I heard a few "squeaks", I couldn't help but relax when I looked at it. Besides, the little monkey didn't know why, scratching his head with one hand, and staring at him for a while. Ji Yan was about to get up, but he saw the little monkey's tail fluttering lightly, rolling a fruit upside down, and there were two in his hand, and his head was crooked, as if he couldn't bear to look at it, and they were all thrown on Ji Yan's chest. "For me?" Ji Yan sat up, pointing to the fruit that shook to the ground. The monkey head thought that Ji Yan didn't know what he meant, pointed to the fruit with one finger, and tried to get cheaper, picked up a fruit and ate it in a big gulp. Ji Yan suddenly snatched the remaining fruit into his hand and nibbled on it. When the little monkey on the side saw it, he immediately smiled and leaned back and closed.

"In this wilderness, how can a little baby be here alone, so it's not dangerous. A voice came from a distance, Ji Yan and the little monkey both shook their heads and watched, and an old man in cloth with a bamboo building on his back, a cane in hand, and white hair on a steamed bun was walking towards him. The little monkey was startled, crawled to Ji Yan's back, and only poked out a small brain melon, Ji Yan also recited the decision, wanting to use the power of the dust chain to become invisible.

"Baby, don't be afraid, tell grandpa, how did you stay alone in this forest, what about your father, didn't they cruelly abandon you?

Ji Yan saw that the old man's eyes were slightly red at the end, "Grandpa, is your grandson also fatherless and motherless?"

"How do you know?" The old man saw that Ji Yan was lonely and miserable, and thought of his grandson, and felt for a while, not wanting this baby to be so meticulous, but he could find a clue from a few words.

Seeing the old man's true feelings, Ji Yan was childlike for a while, and his vigilance suddenly disappeared. Penglai Xiandao's teachings were also forgotten, and he quickly stepped forward to support the old man.

"Grandpa, your grandson still has you, he is not a hard-working baby. ”

"Baby, why did you come here alone?" The old man looked at the child like a pink carved jade ornament, and his words were quite respectful of the elderly, and his concern was great.

"I was still on the sea last night, and when I fell asleep, I didn't know what happened, and when I woke up on the beach, the raft was destroyed, and I had to go deeper. Ji Yan's eyes widened, with a bewildered expression, and said half-truthfully.

The old man thought that the little baby and his parents would be killed by pirates at sea, and his parents had to let him drift alone in order to save the baby, but they were afraid that his parents would be killed. When I saw a few green fruits and leftover fruit cores on the ground, I couldn't help but feel pity.

"Baby, are you still hungry, is it okay to go back to the village with grandpa to eat, grandpa will cook fish for you." ”

Ji Yan thought that he didn't know where to go, so he followed this grandfather back to the village, and then talked about it, so he nodded happily and agreed.

An old, a young, and a monkey are swaying under the shadow of this tree, gradually drifting away......

Walking through the layers of woods, the eyes suddenly opened up, and a few mud walls simply enclosed the appearance of a village. There is a wooden archway in front of the village, there are few big characters written on it hastily, the ink color fades, the archway is damaged, and the unspeakable sadness is depressed.

Ji Yan followed the old man into the village, and the southern thatched huts stood on both sides, and a few simple fences drew a courtyard, as if the inadvertent wind could sweep away the large number of houses. Along the way, Ji Yan found that there were mostly old people, women and children in the village, and even young and middle-aged people only had the disabled and sick body.

"Grandpa, where are the other adults?" Inadvertent curiosity, as if killing the old man's heart, took a long breath, the old man explained helplessly and resentfully: "In troubled times, there are many conscriptions, and the young people here have been arrested by the local officials to be strong men, or to serve in the military, and the rest are some old, weak, sick and disabled, every year, groups of young people leave their hometowns, and how many bones are buried in other places!" Speaking of sadness, the old man couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Uncle Wu, I'm back so early, who is this little baby?"

"Wu Bozao"...... The people in the village are simple, and when they see a living person, they are a little baby and have a lot of curiosity, Wu Boyi explained one by one, only saying that Ji Yan is the only surviving orphan of the family who encountered pirates. When the villagers heard this, they also caressed Ji Yan, and asked for warmth, Ji Yan felt all this in his heart, although he didn't understand why everyone was so good to him, but he still enjoyed this kind of care very much. If loneliness and loneliness are the cold ice of deep winter, piercing the heart, then the care between people at this moment is like the breeze of early spring, meticulous.

The old man took Ji Yan's little hand and walked to the deepest part of the village, which was a lonely grass house, looking from afar, like the old man's body, fluttering, difficult to withstand the wind and waves. The periphery of the grass house is a simple fence wall made of tree branches, the courtyard is placed with simple daily necessities, a stone table, several stone piers are reserved for seats, there are several layers of bamboo plates on the wooden frame next to the door of the grass house, which is covered with dried salted fish, a corner of the courtyard is encircled with wooden strips to create an open space, and a few chickens are pounding and eating rice. A child was playing at the stone table, and when he heard the voice, he looked up, but saw his thin face with a pair of dark eyes, a straight nose, long black hair coiled up with withered grass, and a large ill-fitting patched shirt, skinny.

"Grandpa, you're back, Qi'er Shicai is still thinking about what fun stones Grandpa will pick up, hey, who is he?" The child looked up and down at Ji Yan, full of curiosity.

"My name is Ji Yan, my grandfather picked me up, what's your name?" Ji Yan couldn't wait for Uncle Wu to introduce and said eagerly, this was the first time he had spoken to a child of his average age in ten years, and he couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive in his heart, and there was a faint expectation.

"My name is Wu Qi, and everyone in the village calls me a dog baby, Ji Yan, will you live with us in the future, great, someone will play with me in the future!" Wu Qi saw that after his grandfather nodded in acquiescence, he trotted around the two of them excitedly.

"Dog baby, Ji Yan, you two will be brothers in the future, you will be in trouble together, you will be blessed to enjoy everyone, take care of each other, and grandpa will be at ease in the future. The old man looked relieved, feeling that his momentary kindness might be able to change the fate of his grandson, and he couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

On this night, Uncle Wu made an exception to kill a chicken, took out the good wine of aging, and there were stewed chickens, pickled salted fish, and a bowl of wild vegetables on the stone table, which was really a delicacy for the wilderness mountain village. After the old man finished cleaning up after dinner, he went to the neighbor's house to stay for a few hours as usual, and the two little babies climbed on the roof of the grass house, lay on it, lay down to watch the Milky Way for nine days, and counted the stars.

On a midsummer night, the breeze gusted, the insects chirped and the frogs chirped, Wu Qi had been listening to Ji Yan tell the story, although he didn't understand, although he felt that he was lying, where were there any turtles bigger than the mountains, and there were flying horses in the mountains, but he was still very happy, because he finally had a close friend, no, a brother who shared weal and woe.

People are lonely, only by finding the person in the world who can be honest, saying a few words of truth, and doing a few temperamental things, this life will not be wasted.