Lin Ye Xiaoji

Several consecutive rains fell in Xijing City in the past few days, knocking down the leaves of the sycamore trees, and covering the road with a thick layer, which is quite bleak.

Lin Shao rode a horse, stepping through the thick carpet of leaves without mercy, the place where he was stepped on was rustling, which made him a little distracted, wondering if it was raining on Ye Yun too, if it rained, he would Has the window been closed? It's cold, he wonders if he has added clothes.

"Papa! Papapa!" Lin Shao's knock on the door was loud enough to resound through a street.

Probably because I haven’t picked up guests for the past few days, and the inn’s clerk didn’t open the door early, the bed is warm and the outside is chilly, coupled with the soft sound of rain, it’s a good time to sleep.After waiting for a while, I heard the sound of procrastinating footsteps, and someone came slowly to open the door.

"It's so lazy to kill you, do you still want to do business?" Lin Shao looked at the yawning Daliang and couldn't help but get angry, thinking that he was traveling day and night while others were sleeping leisurely.

"The boss said that we won't receive caravans for the next few days and rest." Daliang smiled, welcomed Lin Shao in, closed the door, and went back to his room to sleep.

Lin Shao usually ran to his uncle to hide when he got into trouble, because Zhou Zijian often came to Xijing City, Lin Shao naturally followed him, the guys in the shop were all familiar with him, and he himself was very familiar with this inn Er Qing.Seeing that Daliang returned to the room, he also went upstairs, found an empty guest room, lay down and slept.

When he was drowsily asleep, he heard someone whispering in his ears, as if he was about to tell him something, and he seemed to be arguing whether to tell him or not. The sound is cut off.When he really woke up, it was dusk and the lights were all on.

There was the sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding in the room. Lin Shaoteng sat up and shouted: "Master, uncle, why didn't you call me for dinner?" After speaking, he put on his shoes and rushed to the table. A pair of clean bowls and chopsticks, Lin Shao picked it up and started to eat.

"You didn't wake up after shouting for a long time. Your master said that you would only eat in your room, and you would wake up after a while. No, it's true." Zhou Zijian said with a smile, and picked up a chopstick for him.

"Thank you, Uncle Shi. The dishes in Uncle Shi's inn are all my favorite. They are so delicious that even gods don't want to sleep." The dishes full of chopsticks can't stop Lin Shao's flattering mouth, "Let the kitchen stew the elbow tomorrow. , I haven’t eaten for a long time.”

Zhou Zijian nodded as usual.

"Is the Ye family going well?" The white-bearded old man put down his bowl and chopsticks and asked.

Lin Shao quickly swallowed the food in his mouth, straightened his sitting posture before answering: "There were still people sneaking up on me on the day I came, I'm afraid it was someone from the imperial court, so I let them go without being too entangled. Brother Ning and Junior Sister will take care of you for now. Ye Family."

The white-bearded old man nodded and said, "That's fine. As long as Wanwan doesn't get into trouble, I feel relieved that Xiao Ning is here. You eat more, the food is getting cold."

Lin Shao sneered inwardly, how could Qi Wanwan's temper not cause trouble.The dishes in the bowl were piled up, and while eating, he still complained to the two elders about the long distance, and how he was rushing here without delay, and Zhou Zijian explained all the menus for the next few days , I wanted to make up for him, so I stopped talking.

Zhou Zijian and the white-bearded old man exchanged glances, both of them hesitated in their hearts, not knowing how to say this.

But Lin Shao didn't notice it, and after he was full, he helped Daliang clean up the table, went downstairs to make a pot of tea and brought it up, and asked the white-bearded old man carelessly: "Master, what do you need me to do here in Xijing? "

The white-bearded old man looked at Lin Shao's carefree and innocent appearance, paused for a few seconds before slowly saying: "Shao'er, your mother is in Xijing City."

Lin Shao's hand holding the pot gave a barely noticeable pause, and as usual, he poured a cup of tea for the old man and Zhou Zijian each, and said with a smile, "Master, stop teasing me, I'm not a three-year-old child."

"We met a few days ago. It is indeed your mother. I didn't find the body back then, so I only thought she was burned..." Zhou Zijian added seeing that he didn't believe it.

"There are so many similar people in this world, don't be fooled by others. Hey, uncle, didn't there be a child lost in your town? After ten years or so, someone came back to recognize the ancestor and return to the clan. Happy to admit it. In the end, he was not a liar, and ran away after taking the family fortune." Lin Shao said this in a brisk tone, without seeing his expression, he just looked down at the teacup in front of him, this cup of tea There was a solitary leaf in the cup, which swayed a few times before sinking to the bottom of the cup.

"Shaoer, your uncle has been investigating the events of the past for so many years. I am afraid that you will hide your thoughts from you. We were also very surprised to meet your mother." The old man's eyes fell on the top of Lin Shao's head, thinking Looking at this child, once he encountered something that he couldn't solve and wanted to escape, he would lower his head.He sighed and continued: "Although I didn't find any clues, I still think I should tell you. After all, she is your mother and she is still alive. How can I not tell you."

"Well, is she alright?" Lin Shao asked calmly without any emotion in his words.

"I married a businessman who sells goods, and my life is rich. I live not far from here. It takes only a quarter of an hour to walk there." Zhou Zijian couldn't tell what Lin Shao was thinking, and tentatively told him the woman's residence.

"Uncle, do you still remember the time when I went picking fruit behind the deer mountain with my father and met a snake?" Lin Shao raised his head, looked at Zhou Zijian and asked.

Suddenly being asked such a question, Zhou Zijian didn't react immediately, and he didn't know what Lin Shao wanted to ask.But thinking of the past, the corners of his mouth still unconsciously raised a smile: "Why don't you remember? Didn't I tell you many times? We both worked hard all afternoon to get two bags. On the way back, your father accidentally stepped on the bag. We saw a snake. We were terrified at the time. Seeing your father's ankle swelled up, I got confused and leaned over to suck the poisonous juice. In the end, your father was fine, but I fell into a coma for three days and three nights. Haha, later on, your father didn’t want to go with me to pick fruit again. Why did you suddenly think of asking this?”

Lin Shao had listened to this story no less than a hundred times. When he was a child, he would ask what the snake looked like, how big the bite was, what the venom smelled like, and how it felt when he woke up from a coma.Later, I just listened quietly, listening to his uncle recalling his father, the man who was no longer in this world, resurrected little by little in the mouth of the speaker, and entered the heart of the listener.

"My father actually didn't tell my uncle that the moment he was bitten, he was very scared and thought he was going to die, but unexpectedly, you sucked out the poison for him without even thinking about it. After you passed out, he was both grateful and regretful. I'm glad I escaped from death, but I regret that I didn't stop you, what if you can't wake up?"

"Ah?" Zhou Zijian was a little dazed, his usual shrewdness in bartering was gone, and he stared blankly at Lin Shao.He never knew that there was such a thing. When he was young, his heart was pure and loves to play, and he did everything according to his likes and dislikes. When he saw Lin Er was bitten by a poisonous snake, his first reaction was to save him, instead of thinking about whether he would be in danger.

"At that time, he thought, when you wake up, he must treat you better, and no matter what dangers you encounter, he will stand in front of you. Only if you live well, can he stop thinking about those three days of suffering. It was written by my father, and it is hidden on the top floor of the bookstore." When Lin Shao was looking for books in the bookstore, he accidentally turned to his father's little notes when he was a teenager, and he remembered some interesting things and some annoyances.

"Yeah, after I woke up, my second brother really treated me better than before." Zhou Zijian recalled his old friend, and his tone softened imperceptibly.

"What my father wants is that we can all live in peace, instead of risking ourselves in the grievances of the rivers and lakes. So uncle, please don't investigate this matter any more." Lin Shao still looked straight into his eyes , with a sincere attitude.

Zhou Zijian's eyes were red, and he blinked vigorously.

"Uncle, Tangdou'er is still young, do you want her to lose her father at such a young age? It's been such a long time, maybe the murderer has already been dealt with by other enemies." Lin Shao Showing his usual lazy expression, he held his chin with one hand, pretending to be surprised and said: "Oh, uncle, your eyes have sand in them, and they are so red, I will help you."

Over the years, Zhou Zijian woke up countless times in his dreams, eager to find that person, and wanted to kill him to avenge Lin Er.He felt sorry for Lin Shao's loss of his father at a young age, and was afraid that Lin Shao would hate him when he knew about it when he grew up, and he was even more afraid that the second brother who had taken care of him the most would be disappointed.Even though his family is rich and he has a lovely wife, he still feels that every day is suffering.

"Uncle, let this matter go. No one will blame you, not me, not even my father." Lin Shao clenched his fists and lightly hit Zhou Zijian on the shoulder.

This gesture was used by Zhou Zijian to comfort Lin Shao. At that time when he first arrived in Lushan, Lin Shao would often sit on the stone steps and look at the foot of the mountain, hoping that everything was a dream and that his parents would come to pick him up.Zhou Zijian would come over and give him a light tap on the shoulder, then sit quietly by the side to accompany him, wait until it was dark, and then lead him back.That action seemed to tell Lin Shao, don't be afraid, I'll be with you, you're not alone.

Zhou Zijian's eyes were a little swollen and foggy, and Lin Shao's smile in the light was very much like Lin Er.He couldn't bear it anymore and wept loudly, Lin Shao didn't blame him, neither did the second brother.He punished himself, exiled his heart to an isolated island, and lived a life like an ascetic monk in the sun and rain, thinking that he would be trapped for a lifetime, but he didn't know that the person he was most sorry told him that he never hated him.At this moment, he finally felt that he had been released after serving his sentence.

There was only the mournful cry of the man in the room. The white-bearded old man was silent and did not speak, as if he raised his hand inadvertently, passing by the corner of his eyes, and the back of his hand was stained with water.

In autumn, small insects will still fly in through the open windows, and they will fly on the lights, and they will be smashed to pieces.