Xia Youcai's old wife has been dead for twenty years, his two sons have become grandfathers, and his eldest great-grandson is married.
Due to an old injury, Xia Youcai went to Longguan, a town a hundred miles away in Jiujing Mountain, to practice spiritual cultivation more than ten years ago. He was not even close to his grandchildren, let alone his great-grandchildren.
Furthermore, he was used to being clean and didn't like the noisy family, so when he went down the mountain and returned to the village, he always lived in a small house behind the Xia family's ancestral hall.
Today is the day when his daughter returns to her parents' home. Although Xia Youcai does not have a daughter, he does have sons, and his two sons gave him three granddaughters.
After meeting his granddaughter, grandson-in-law and his own child, and giving him New Year's money, he went back to the ancestral hall to take a break, and happened to encounter the farce at Xia Xiang's family.
Xia Sheng took Sun Youming to the ancestral hall, took a detour to the backyard, and saw Xia Youcai chopping firewood.
Only other people use an ax to chop wood, but he chops wood with his hands. A piece of wood as thick as a bowl can be broken into two halves with a single blow of the knife. But before the wood in two can fall down, with another blow, the two halves become four halves.
If ordinary people saw this, they would definitely be amazed, but Xia Sheng was forced to run away from home when he was young. Before he had gone twenty miles, he was met by Xia Youcai.
This Grandpa Ninth is also interesting. After hearing what happened to Xia Sheng, he didn't beat Xia Xiang like he does now, but beat Xia Xia to make his father angry, and then gave him a warning.
After the old man confirmed that Xia Sheng didn't want to go back to the village and had nowhere to go, he sent him to his close friend, Taoist Priest Qingsongzi of Longguan in Longjingshan Town.
And even though the father who gave birth to him in Xia Tian knew that his son was gone and searched for him for nearly a year before giving up in tears, the old man was in the village eating, drinking and watching the excitement, but he didn't tell him.
Even when his father died in the summer, he might not even know that his eldest son was still alive.
Xia Sheng has been a Taoist boy at Zhenlong Temple for five years. Although Taoist Master Qingsongzi said that he was really not a Taoist, he still taught him a set of boxing techniques. It was also because of this set of boxing techniques that Xia Sheng taught people from the dock. From unloading goods to having my own shop, I have never been bullied by force.
He once heard Taoist Master Qingsongzi say that Grandpa Jiu suffered serious internal injuries when he was young and almost died. Fortunately, an expert fed him a miraculous medicine and saved his life, but he could not use his internal energy at will in the future.
But even if he couldn't use his inner strength, Grandpa Jiu was still extremely tight.
Xia Xiang fell into memories, Sun Youming didn't say anything, and Xia Youcai also chopped his firewood one by one, until the bundle of wood was split into four halves, and Xia Youcai raised his head.
"What are you doing there? Are you waiting for me to invite you into the house personally?"
After Xia Youcai finished speaking, Xia Sheng came to his senses and quickly walked over to help him.
"What are you doing? Old man, I'm not useless enough to need your support. But it's you - little peanut, I haven't seen you for a year. Have you gained weight again?"
Peanut was born in Xia Tian, but Xia Sheng is almost sixty now, and there are really not many people who can call him by his nickname.
Xia Sheng secretly touched his body, which was about to develop a belly, and said without changing his expression: "I drank too much water, and I'm swollen!"
Sun Youming, who was behind him, staggered and almost sprained his foot. He looked at Xia Sheng's back with disbelief. This was the unsmiling Uncle Xia he knew. He was fake!
Xia Youcai also turned to look at Xia Sheng: I don't study well, don't lie to me!
"Stop talking about me, Grandpa Jiu, when did you go down the mountain? Are Taoist Qingsongzi and that boy Changsheng okay?"
After Xia Sheng finished speaking, he didn't hear Xia Youcai's answer. When he looked up, he saw a gloomy expression on his face.
"Qingsongzi passed away."
"What?"
Xia Sheng exclaimed with a look of disbelief.
Taoist priest Qingsongzi is a real Taoist master. Of course, Xia Sheng doesn't know exactly how awesome he is, but when he went up the mountain at the age of twelve, Taoist priest Qingsongzi had the look of a child with white hair.
By the time he went to watch the ceremony and offer incense on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month last year, exactly fifty years had passed, and Qingsongzi still looked the same as before.
He remembered Grandpa Jiu saying that when he met Qing Songzi when he was young, Qing Songzi looked like this.
"When I went up the mountain to visit Taoist Master Qingsongzi last year, he was still in high spirits and could eat two big elbows in one meal. Why did he suddenly..."
Xia Youcai waved his hands and sighed, "It's not sudden. Qing Songzi had long known that his end was coming, and had already made arrangements for his death."
Seeing Xia Sheng couldn't help but hide on the ground and cry in his arms, Xia Youcai didn't try to persuade him.
Although Qing Songzi didn't recognize Xia Sheng as his apprentice, he still had the opportunity to pass on his skills, and the fact that the cold-hearted person could accept the three festivals and six gifts that Xia Sheng sent every year also meant that there was a fate between them.
After Xia Sheng cried for a while, Xia Youcai pretended to be impatient and pulled him.
"The reason why Qingsongzi didn't tell you was because he was afraid that your crying would ruin his character.
You know a bit about him. He has always been casual and likes the old Wei and Jin Dynasties. In his words, he "comes with pleasure and returns with no pleasure." Now he does this even to death. I must happily send him away.
The most outrageous thing is that before he died, this wise old man insisted on Changsheng to make him the two remaining big elbows for the ceremony, saying that he would not bear to die until he finished eating. "
Xia Sheng sniffed, not knowing what he thought of, and showed a smile that was uglier than crying, "Has Changsheng done it for him?"
Xia Youcai said helplessly: "What if I don't do it? That day was Xiaonian. Changsheng not only stewed elbows for him, but also braised fish, chicken stewed with mushrooms, pork stewed with vermicelli... As soon as the dishes were served on the table, every bite was... You didn’t ask me to eat it. After that Qingsongzi guy finished eating, he couldn’t wait to follow the Kitchen God to heaven, and now he might even be able to mix it with the gods!”
When he said this, Xia Sheng wiped away his tears and actually didn't feel sad anymore, "People say that Taoist Qingsongzi was a land god, and now he has finally become a real god."
Xia Youcai sighed. When he met Qing Songzi, he was only eleven or twelve years old when he was born. After knowing each other for seventy years, he still knows things that others don't know.
If being a god was really that easy, Qing Songzi wouldn’t die, at least not now!
Sun Youming lowered his head, his face seemed to be foggy, but he was not blind, and knew that Xia Sheng could not care about him now.
It wasn't until the three of them entered the house that Xia Youcai seemed to have just seen Sun Youming and asked, "Peanut boy, whose child is this? I'm unfamiliar with it?"
Only then did Xia Sheng remember that he had brought someone with him, and he quickly pulled Sun Youming forward, "Grandpa Jiu, when I was away, I had a dead friend. Later, when we each returned to our hometowns, we became sworn brothers and agreed not to break up. Got the news.
Unexpectedly, we lost contact with him as soon as we broke up. I even went to the south to search several times based on the address he gave me, but found nothing.
It was still two months ago that this child came to look for me with a token of our separation. Only then did I realize that my sworn brother had a hard life. He encountered a flood soon after returning to his hometown and died. This child was brought by her mother. Apparently he remarried, no wonder I couldn't find him. "
Thinking of the sad things, Xia Sheng's eyes turned red again. His brother is a truly honest and kind person. Well, why did they know each other...
Xia Sheng rubbed his temples. Ever since he met the child Youming, he loved to reminisce about the past, but his memory has been really bad recently, and he can't even remember things from the past. Hey, it's too old to accept it.
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