no trouble

Due to the special nature of the theater troupe, they wandered outside almost all the year round, without a solid place to stay.

Except during Qingming.

Every year Qingming Ninth Uncle would take Huai Tian back to his hometown to visit the grave. Yin Wuhuo used to find it troublesome and was unwilling to follow, but this year he was suddenly interested in going together, so this trip also has his share.

Uncle Jiu’s hometown is a small town near the sea. Most of the people here live by fishing. The town will issue fish tickets to the residents every month, and then people can hold the fish in their hands when the fish is just caught in the morning. Tickets are exchanged for fish, so people here basically have good skills in cooking fish.

Yin Wuhuo patiently removed the fish bones and ate the rice with great enjoyment.

Although it is troublesome to eat fish, the tender and firm taste of the fish is really irresistible!

Especially the salt and pepper shrimp, delicious to explode!The unique aroma of salt and pepper mixed with the freshness and sweetness of the pippi shrimp is so harmonious that the moment it spreads on the tip of the tongue, people can't help but want to roll their tongues into their stomachs one after another.

After eating, Yin Wuhuo followed Uncle Jiu to a bungalow. The bungalow was built of granite, which is a very common architectural form by the sea.

Pushing open the wooden door, a burst of ash fell, covering the heads of the three of them.

Huai Tian sneezed, and said helplessly, "It seems that it hasn't been cleaned before."

Uncle Jiu felt guilty for a moment, "Then you young people clean up first, I'll go and pull out the weeds in your mother's graveyard first, and you can go directly to the graveyard tomorrow."

The two teenagers nodded, expressing no objection.

The dust was very thick, Huai Tian stood on the bamboo ladder holding a rag to shake off the dust on the cabinet bit by bit. Suddenly, a yellowed booklet fell down, and on the cover of the kraft paper was scrawled "Metaphysics" 'Two words.

Huai Tian suddenly became interested.

You know, almost everyone in the theater troupe knows something, especially his father, the orthodox and unorthodox ones have learned a lot, but they always refuse to teach him more, so what he knows so far is only some fur.

Opening the cover, there were indeed some things recorded in very scribbled handwriting, not the Daoism he just thought of, but some interesting stories, which seemed to be something his father experienced when he was young.

March 24 cloudy

It came to me today, I haven't seen it for three years, it is stronger than before, and the mountain idol didn't stop it at all.

It was because I was too conceited that I got Miao Miao into trouble.

Its next goal is Tiantian.Miao Miao has already left, I can't lose Tiantian anymore, I decided to use my most precious blood and 20 years of life to protect Tiantian's life, I just hope it doesn't come so soon.

Miao Miao?

Huai Tian blinked and read the diary again.

March 24th.

The anniversary of his mother's death.

Miao Miao.

His mother's nickname.

Thousands of thoughts flooded into his mind like a tide, the notebook in his hand fell to the ground and raised a cloud of dust, Huai Tian only felt that the sky was spinning, he stretched out his hand to hold something but accidentally pushed it to the bamboo ladder, "哐" With a sound, the bamboo ladder hit the window, and the glass shattered.

【It's because I'm too conceited that I've got Miao Miao involved】

It was the father who hurt the mother. ． ． ． ． ．The mother was killed by 'it'.

'Who is that?

"Curly hair!" Yin Wuhuo ran in from outside, "What's going on, such a loud noise..."

"It's okay." Silently putting the notebook on the ground into his arms, Huai Tian shook his head and said, "Continue cleaning."

"ha......"

The moment he exited the room, Yin Wuhuo saw the expression on Huai Tian's face, confused, angry and unwilling.Later, when Uncle Jiu came back, Huai Tian's mood was not high.

"Crack!"

In the dark, there seemed to be a crack in something. Yin Wuhuo couldn't explain this feeling, but he always felt something strange.

Later, he left the troupe.Not long after, Huai Tian also left and stayed in his hometown to study at a local medical university for four years.It wasn't until Uncle Jiu asked him for Huai Tian's phone number for the first time that Yin Wuhuo knew that Huai Tian had fallen out with Uncle Jiu for a long time.

. . . . . .

When Yin Wuhuo woke up, it was raining outside, and the stabbing pain in his waist and abdomen was stronger and stronger. He pulled on his slippers and came down from the stairs. He had just walked two steps and saw Huai Tian, ​​Qian Luo and Hei Zai had moved. Sitting on the bench at the door, looking at the rain scene in a daze, the cats at home also found a place to sleep together.

The dilapidated and crowded shop was full of people, but it was very warm.

He also moved a small bench and sat beside Hei Zai, turning his head sideways to watch a person, a ghost, and a cat.

Hei Zai had already fallen asleep, his small body rolled into a ball of coal, and his soft ears fluttered from time to time, which was different from the usual mature and sophisticated feeling, and looked very cute.Sure enough, the cat species is born with a cute aura, and the racial advantage is soaring.

Looking at Qianluo again, the little girl was obviously sleepy too, holding a pile of snacks in her arms, her head was still a little bit, and finally she fell asleep directly on Huaitian.

Yin Wuhuo propped his head up and looked at Huai Tian's side face. There were some crystal clear drops of water standing on Huai Tian's curly hair, with a dull expression, as if he was thinking about something.

It was a long time before he opened his mouth and said, "I plan to go back to my hometown."

what?

"Heal your wounds well, and I'll be back after sweeping the grave."

It was only then that Yin Wuhuo remembered that the place they wanted to stay was very close to Huai Tian's hometown, and it took four hours to get there by train.

However, if he remembered correctly, Uncle Jiu would go back every Qingming Festival, so wouldn't Huai Tian want to meet Uncle Jiu?And meet alone.

This kid isn't going to kill his father, is he?

Seeing Yin Wuhuo's inscrutable expression, Huai Tian knew exactly what this idiot was thinking, and he didn't bother to explain, so let this idiot think about it.

Yin Wuhuo raised his eyes and saw that the arrangement on the stage had been removed. It seemed that Uncle Jiu had already left. ． ． ． ． ．

What Yin Wuhuo didn't know was that this was already the last performance of the troupe.

Those men who would hang their voices with him and take a shower by the well are all old, and times are changing, troupes like them have no capital to continue to support them, so instead of holding on It's a hard time, it's better to disband earlier, so that everyone can live better.

That day, Huai Tian sat at the door and watched the troupe leave with their luggage one by one. There were faces he was familiar with and some he had never seen before.Uncle Jiu came out last, he glanced at Huai Tian and smiled.

He saw Huai Tian's solo play that night, and Tian Tian grew up and was able to take charge of his own side. Miao Miao would feel at ease knowing it.

And he himself could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

It took Uncle Jiu six hours to stand in front of his beloved wife's grave.

The tombs in my hometown are all small soil bags one by one, made of cement, and the year, month and surname are written on the tombs.

Now, the tomb is full of offerings and flowers.

Uncle Jiu found a random place and sat down.

"Miao Miao, Tian Tian has grown up, he is very outstanding, but he is still fighting with me, so childish."

Uncle Jiu smiled, "Now that I'm old and the theater troupe has been disbanded by me, I don't need to hide in the future anymore, and it's time to get it over with."

"I couldn't defeat it before, and although I may not be able to defeat it now, I can still do it if I fight to the death." Uncle Jiu sighed, and then laughed again, "When the time comes, don't dislike me for being old Ah, otherwise I wouldn't be happy."

"..."

"Meeting me made you suffer too much. I, an incompetent charlatan, deceived a little girl's heart. If there is an afterlife, you must never be deceived again."

The whole mountain was filled with the choking smell of smoke and the noise of firecrackers, only Huaijiu was here, it was quiet, he just sat on the grave and babbled for a long time, as if he was cheering himself up, or like I was afraid that I would never have the chance to chat with my deceased wife again, so I had to take the opportunity to talk all at once.

Huai Tian stood in the distance and looked at the man sitting on the ground with his back bent.

He only saw Huai Jiu's expression and the opening and closing of his mouth, but missed the most important words.

[I will always protect him. 】

After Huai Jiu left, Huai Tian stood alone at the grave for a long time.

The light rain fell heavily on his body, and he didn't hold up an umbrella, just standing in the rain, like an old monk in meditation.

The people who came to worship changed from batch to batch, and finally, only Huai Tian was left on the whole mountain.

He knelt down, took out three bamboo sticks, a piece of candle and a circle of white paper from his pocket, and quickly made a simple lantern in front of the grave.

Reaching out to touch the words engraved on the grave, he twitched the corners of his mouth and revealed an awkward smile.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and soon destroyed the paper lanterns that had just been made. Huai Tian didn't care, and left after burning the incense sticks.

When he got home, he saw Huai Jiu sitting in the yard from a distance.

I don't know if it's because everything looks gloomy on a rainy day, but he actually feels that a person who is usually very energetic now has a trace of depression.

It's like suddenly getting a few years older.

Huai Tian did not enter the house immediately, but stood aside and waited until the person left before entering the house.

Everything in the house is still the same as before, the bamboo ladder he used before is still slanted in the corner, the bamboo joints are round and smooth, it looks like it has been deliberately maintained.

Huai Tian stretched out his hand to touch a few, and entered the room.

The windows in the room had been repaired and even the cracks in the mirror disappeared completely.

He closed his eyes and began to feel everything in the room.

Fragmented fragments flashed through my mind.

In fact, the impression his mother left on him was not deep. No matter how he thought about it, he could only recall vague pictures, but he could always feel a burst of warmth from the heart.

The author has something to say: try hard, and update a chapter when you go back at night, it may be a bit late.Go to bed early, little angels, and watch it tomorrow.