Crows crow and magpies make noise in the darkened trees. Who will cry when eating cold food during the Qingming Festival?
Paper money flies in the wind in the wilderness, and the spring grass is green on the ancient tombs.
Tangli flowers reflect the poplar trees, which is the place where life and death part.
The heavy spring in the dark can't be heard, and people go back in the rain.
Wild mountains in the countryside.
The tomb made of white stones was neatly taken care of. Placed in front of the tomb were a plate of exquisite snacks, a plate of fresh fruits, and a bouquet of beautifully blooming blue lotus flowers in a porcelain white narrow-necked vase. .
The green lotus flower, in a thin white bottle, swayed gently in the breeze, exuding a faint fragrance.
A man and a woman stood quietly in front of the grave, silent.
"This is her mother's hometown. She has been thinking about it for many years and finally came back."
Moreover, we no longer have to live everywhere.
There is both sadness and relief in He Yi's eyes.
Over the years, he has already been mentally prepared.
He had already expected this day.
Do you mean sad? That's inevitable.
Hundreds of years of entanglement, so much love and hatred.
Are you saying you're not sad? maybe.
No matter how much love, hatred and resentment there is, a hundred years or a mortal life is enough to let go.
"Uncle He, are you leaving next?"
He Yi is still a monk in the realm of Qi training, and his lifespan is not much longer than that of ordinary mortals.
No disease, no disaster, one hundred and twenty, that is a long life.
Wherever it changes, it is also the sign that longevity is approaching.
Lingchu had already noticed the heavy twilight aura when he saw He Yi for the first time.
He Heyi smiled slightly and said casually, "Yes, it's time to leave. She has returned to her hometown, and it's time for me to go back and take a look."
"What about you?" He Heyi turned back and looked at Lingchu.
"I want to stay here for a while to accompany Huan Niang." Lingchu understood that this farewell might be the last time we see each other. "...You must take care of yourself. We may never see each other again." "
He Yi looked at the girl in front of him, who had grown up from a lively and clever little girl to a powerful, intelligent and beautiful girl.
In addition to the sadness that Huan Niang left, I also felt a little bit more relieved.
At least, he did one good thing in his life.
"You should also take care of yourself. We'll see you later." Heyi glanced at the name on the tombstone with nostalgia for the last time, then turned around and walked down the mountain step by step.
Lingchu silently sat down on the steps of the tomb, his fingers gently brushing the green lotus in the thin white bottle.
Wherever the fingertips passed, green lotus flowers bloomed in layers, and the petals trembled slightly, as if they were living creatures, attached to Lingchu's fingertips.
The sky is blue, the clouds are white, and the breeze is just right.
Lingchu did nothing, just closed his eyes, leaned against the white guardrail, and stayed quietly.
The snow-white cat transformed from the clear sky also lay quietly on Lingchu's lap. His eyes of different colors glanced at Lingchu quietly, then he gently placed his head on his front feet and closed his eyes as well.
One person and one cat stayed quietly in front of Huan Niang's tomb for seven days.
Afterwards, Lingchu went down the mountain and came to the small courtyard where Huan Niang and He Yi lived before, opened the door and walked in.
This small courtyard had long been bought by Huan Niang and He Yi.
After Huan Niang and He Yi left, the small courtyard became vacant, leaving only an old couple to look after it.
The old couple had already received instructions from Han Yi, and the small courtyard would be handed over to Lingchu in the future.
So when Lingchu came back, the old couple, who were over sixty years old, were relieved after waiting anxiously for seven days and finally arrived at the host's house.
There were layers of wrinkles on their old faces.
"Young lady, you are back. You are so beautiful. The old man and I were worried that something would happen to you."
The old woman smiled and looked at Lingchu with kind eyes. During these days, she had seen all the beauties she had seen in her life.
Lingchu was stunned for a moment, shook his head and laughed, worried that something would happen to her?
"Thank you very much. My mother-in-law and my uncle have taken care of the yard these days." Lingchu felt a little uncomfortable calling two couples who were only over sixty years old as elders.
Although she looks young, she...
When Granny Chen saw Lingchu's smiling face, her eyes suddenly dazzled.
Ouch, this little girl is really handsome, and her smile can make people dizzy just by looking at her.
"Are you hungry, madam? It's already noon. The old lady made wontons this morning. Do you want to try them, madam?"
Granny Chen was in a happy mood, and her voice sounded a little cheerful.
Lingchu had been fasting for many years, and even the food she ate was spiritual food containing spiritual power. There were too many impurities in ordinary food, and she had not touched it for a long time.
Subconsciously, Lingchu wanted to refuse.
However, Granny Chen seemed to notice it and clapped her hands with disapproval on her face, "Young lady, please don't imitate those little girls who diet to lose weight. At such an old age, you should eat well and drink well, so that your body and bones can be strong!"
Having said this, the wontons again brought back some memories of Lingchu, so he did not continue to say the words of rejection.
"good."
Lingchu heard his gentle voice.
After receiving the confirmed reply, Granny Chen immediately beamed and hurriedly walked to the kitchen. Her feet were as fast as flying, not like an old man at all, as if she was afraid that Lingchu would regret it if she was slow for a moment.
Seeing Granny Chen like this, Lingchu's heart slowly warmed.
Uncle Zheng, who had been standing by and listening, waited until Granny Chen left before asking, "He Langjun and that lady are not coming back?"
Granny Chen and Uncle Zheng didn't know about Huan Niang's departure.
Lingchu pursed his lips and was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "They traveled far away, and they may not come back for a long time."
"Going on a long trip? The husband and wife didn't even say a word, how could they just go out without taking anything with them? You have to take a lot of things with you when you go out. After all, you are young and frizzy." Uncle Zheng looked at She looks more serious, but when she opens her mouth, she talks more than Granny Chen.
Lingchu smiled. The people chosen by Uncle He and Huan Niang were all simple-minded people.
After she also left, this small courtyard was given to Granny Chen and her husband, which was not bad.
"Where's the girl? How many days do you want to stay? Do you want to go out?" Uncle Zheng touched his palms awkwardly. They collected a lot of money to look after the door, but there was nothing to do all day long. The couple were really a little nervous. disturbed.
In this case, the money would feel hot to their hands.
Speaking of this, Lingchu held Qingkong in his arms and touched Qingkong's soft hair, "I will stay here for a few years. If I want to leave, I will definitely tell you. I won't be irritable. .”
Three years.
Lingchu planned to live here for three years, not only to accompany Huan Niang, but also to keep vigil.
