After the boat sailed, the wonton stand was no longer in sight. The dean reluctantly looked away and glared at Luo Guan, "You don't mind the trouble of washing diapers, so why did you bring these two little things back? And, I Where’s the fruit?”
Luo Guan was carrying a pole, "As you always said, meeting is fate. Since we picked them up, we must find a proper place for them." After a pause, he said, "Look, the scenery on this river is really nice. I'll go over there and take a look." Take a look first."
"You kid!" the dean scolded with a smile, but his eyes were full of satisfaction. He walked to the side of the boat, stood on the railing, and looked at the rushing river in front of him. At this time, the bright sun in the west coated the water with a layer of red, and with the sparkling waves, it seemed like a fire was burning in the water.
The dean's face turned red, and the mountains and rivers on both sides were covered with a layer of red.
Waterbirds spread their wings and fly, fish swim in the water, and a trace of nostalgia flashes in the dean's eyes. This world is so vast and beautiful.
But his time is coming to an end.
The dean suddenly couldn't help it and asked himself in his heart, if he could start over, would he reject Xianzong again and again? But probably, he will still do that.
At nightfall, the dean began to cough. He waved his hand to refuse, and Luo Guan adjusted his breathing for him. His own body knows that he is now truly exhausted, and external forces have no effect.
The two little guys were woken up, and their cries were particularly loud at night. Luo Guan was busy coaxing them for a long time, and his forehead was sweating.
A gentle voice came from behind, "My dear husband, the child may be hungry."
The speaker was a young woman on the same boat. She had seen her during the day. Now she came out rubbing her eyes. It was obvious that she had been woken up.
Luo Guanxian said sorry and reached for the water bag. Liangzhou City Queen Baigu Banner went to borrow milk twice more, and now there is still some left.
But his move was stopped by the woman. She hesitated for a moment and said, "If you feel at ease, my young husband, please leave them to me."
From the corner of his eye, he quickly glanced at the woman's bulging chest, and Luo Guan thanked her repeatedly.
The woman hugged them and retreated into the shadows. The crying quickly disappeared, and the sweet sound of swallowing could be vaguely heard.
Her face turned red. The woman looked up and comforted herself. It was dark now and the young husband should not be able to see her.
But she didn't know that our Luo Shaoyuan's eyes had long been able to see with low light. The two flashes of white that popped out just now made him quickly look away.
Soon after, the woman sent the child back and said that she could help feed the child before disembarking tomorrow.
Luo Guan expressed his thanks again.
In the middle of the night, the dean's suppressed cough finally subsided.
He came over and said, "Give it to me, you can take a rest."
Luo Guan hesitated but did not refuse.
He looked at the dean, holding a baby in one hand and protecting them carefully in his arms.
At this time, the stars and moon above the head were lonely, with only a few shining.
The dean's face was wrinkled and his eyes were full of exhaustion, but when he looked at the two little guys in swaddling clothes, he smiled.
The eyebrows and eyes are all plain and soft.
One life is coming to an end, while the other two have just begun to come into contact with the world.
Life and death are right in front of you.
Luo Guan looked at this scene and suddenly realized that life and death are not necessarily opposites... Death can also embrace new life!
That night, Luo Guan did not practice, but his swordsmanship improved greatly.
The boy didn't know how much it had improved, but it was probably a few inches better than before.
This breakthrough was triggered by the scene before me, but it was more than that——
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Luo Guan's understanding of the Golden Book is his own accumulation.
On Liangzhou City, that mighty sword that overwhelmed the world was the trigger.
The dean's calmness and calmness before his death were a reflection of his feelings.
Tonight, I contemplate life and death, and finally break out of the ground.
The sun rises and the red sun shines on the river!
Luo Guan stood at the bow of the boat and looked at the world in front of him again, feeling a little different from before.
The woman was about to disembark, and she helped feed the child one more time before leaving. Luo Guan helped her carry the package and took her off the ship.
After waving goodbye, the little girl leaned against the woman's leg and said with a sweet voice: "Mom, this big brother is so good-looking."
"He is a very good-looking little husband." The woman smiled and pulled up her hair, "But in my eyes, your father, that rough guy, is the best."
She picked up the package and said, "Let's go, your father is waiting outside the pier..." As she said that, the woman's expression changed, but her steps did not stop.
It wasn't until she found her husband outside the pier that he came to pick her up that the woman carefully opened a corner of the package. Her eyes widened and she saw several round gold ingots lying quietly inside.
The boat sailed into the afternoon and stopped at a small pier. The dean took Luo Guan off the boat and said that he was going to visit friends today.
The dean’s friend actually lives here? Luo Guan looked at the unknown town halfway up the mountain, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
After buying two jars of wine and cutting a piece of pork, the dean personally carried it to the small courtyard with a crooked locust tree at the east gate of the town, and knocked on the door.
The person who opened the door was a middle-aged man with a kind-hearted face. He looked puzzled and said, "Old sir, who are you looking for?"
The dean looked up and down, "Are you Fugen? I'm looking for your father, Yang Dazhi. Did he go fishing today?"
"It turns out to be my father's friend, please come in!" A middle-aged man named Fulgen, who was actually wearing a green robe and had a rather bookish air, hurriedly stretched out his hand and said, "My father has been feeling cold recently and is resting at home. "
"Who is here?" Yang Dazhi walked out, holding his cloth shoes, with a puzzled look on his face, "Who are you two?"
The dean sneered, "What a Yang Laowu. You have invited me to your home several times, but now you have turned your back on me. Are you afraid that I will catch all your fish?"
Yang Dazhi glared, "Zhou Bingcheng, it's you!" His face instantly became excited, "Didn't you say that you couldn't leave because there were so many things at home? You didn't even say hello, you just came here."
"Fugen, hurry up and salute your Uncle Zhou. This is my father's friend when he was running the caravan. If he hadn't saved me, I would have died long ago."
Fugen said respectfully: "Greetings to Uncle Zhou. Dad has told me about you many times and has been looking forward to your arrival. Today I finally got the chance."
"Please come inside and chat with your father. I'll prepare some tea and snacks for you two... Well, who is this little brother?"
The dean said: "This boy is my nephew. You can just call him Luo Guan."
Luo Guan cupped his hands and saluted, "Greetings to Uncle Yang, and Brother Yang." The two little guys suddenly opened their eyes and started to cry loudly.
Yang Dazhi stared, "This... this is..."
The dean said: "Didn't you say in your letter that the old Yang family has no heirs? On my way here, I passed through Cangnan County. There was a drought there, so I saved two children."
"Do you want these grandchildren?"
Yang Dazhixi's beard stood up, "Yes! Of course!"
He carefully picked up the two little guys, "A son and a daughter, hahaha, this old Yang family is enough to be called 'good'!"
"Fugen, call your wife quickly and buy the best banquet. I will stay with your Uncle Zhou until we get drunk!"
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Fulgen's wife came back. She was an honest and responsible woman. She hugged the two children and kissed them again and again, and the tears fell.
With just this scene, Luo Guan was completely relieved and handed over the child to them.
Looking into the hall, the dean was drinking with Yang Dazhi. The two of them mentioned some past events and were laughing happily at the moment.
The dean was drunk. He had lost his cultivation and was now just an ordinary old man. But as long as he is still alive, he can still bring peace to the world.
"Yang Laowu, did you disobey me when you were young? Why? You're lying down again tonight!" The dean's eyes were bright and he looked proud.
It was like the sword that cut through Jiuyou and killed countless strong men of the Immortal Sect, but it was not like winning the wine fight tonight, which made him even more proud.
Luo Guan supported him and said, "I know you have a good drinking capacity, but now that you're done, please keep your voice down a little to save some face for Uncle Yang."
"Hahaha! Okay, let's save some face for Yang Laowu." The dean sat down leisurely and took a few sips of herbal tea. "Boy, are you satisfied with the arrangement I gave these two little guys?"
Luo Guan nodded, "Dean is compassionate...but what if the disciples didn't bring them two back from the Alms House before?"
"You have brought it back." The dean did not answer directly, but he gave the answer.
Sure enough, when he stared at Wonton Lady, he was also thinking about this.
If Luo Guan doesn't go, he will go.
This old man is just a tough talker.
Luo Guan smiled, "Have you known Uncle Yang for many years? He has never known your identity?"
"It's been almost fifty years. At that time, I had just joined the Imperial Martial Arts. On my way, I helped out a little, and was forced to drink some flower wine by Lao Yang. We were considered acquaintances... Hehe, I and I You said, don't look at this old man who is serious now, but he was full of tricks when he was young." The dean patted his chest, "Of course, I am no worse than him. After a few games, I can say that I am a match."
Fortunately, the dean made it clear and did not mention the specific content of the competition. "After that, I left him an address where he could temporarily stay in the imperial capital. They have kept in touch with each other through letters over the years. Lao Yang still thinks that I am The shopkeeper of a business in the imperial capital."
After decades of correspondence, it’s no wonder that although the two old men haven’t seen each other for fifty years, they can still have such a congenial conversation today. Just now, when Yang Dazhi was being carried away by his son, he was still shouting that he wanted to fight again at the wine bar tomorrow.
Luo Guandao: "Then you and Uncle Yang are truly lifelong friends."
The dean curled his lips, "At first, I didn't want to pay attention to him at all. Lao Yang was too talkative. He wrote all the trivial things in the letter. He moved, quarreled with neighbors, and his son had a girl he liked. ...It makes my brain hurt. If it weren’t for Nian Zai, we have been so affectionate for so many years, I would have stopped replying to him."
He said he was disgusted, but when he spoke, a smile appeared at the corner of the dean's mouth.
Luo Guan suddenly understood why the dignified Emperor Wu Dean actually became lifelong friends with an ordinary old man in a small town in this remote place——
By reading Yang Dazhi's detailed letters, the dean was equivalent to living an ordinary life as an ordinary person.
This is the dean's deepest desire, but the unattainable luxury.
It can even be said that Yang Dazhi is the anchor the dean found for him in the world.
This anchor point allows the dean to always remember... He was once an ordinary person who laughed and cursed, visited brothels with his friends, and participated in many ridiculous competitions.
The dean went to sleep. He didn't cough that night, but there were more wrinkles on his face than before.
Those layers contain the vicissitudes of life, as well as the dean’s magnificent life!
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