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The morning star became more and more obvious in the darkening sky when the sky was completely rendered in dark red.

The hustle and bustle of Yanjiawan during the day has been settled, and the warm dinner march is played one after another, and the aroma of the food is accompanied by the smoke from the cooking, permeating this not too small mountain village.

Yan Che shoveled the last dish out of the pot, and when he handed the plate to Fujiko, the brothers and sister Chunqiu, who had finished feeding the fish in the pond and finished their homework in the grass pavilion, also leaned over.

"Third Uncle, Third Uncle, Yubai has grown so big." Shen Chunni was next to Yan Che, her white, tender and chubby little hands exaggeratedly gestured in front of him, raised her head delicately, and her dark eyes were full of tears. Staring at Yan Che, saying "Praise me, praise me", the small mouth opened and closed unconsciously because of nervousness, the appearance immediately softened Yan Che's subconsciously hardened heart.

Yan Che leaned over and rubbed Shen Chun's tender face with the back of his hand, the tenderness in his eyes became so thick that it couldn't melt away: "Well, Chun'er is really capable."

Getting Shen Chun straightened her chest a little, and she was so full of joy that she parted her small mouth, revealing her empty front teeth.

From the corner of his eye, he saw Shen Qiu wringing the hem of his clothes uneasily, his small face full of anticipation and forbearance, Yan Che's heart softened even more, thickly and warmly.

Wiping his hands on the apron, Yan Che stretched out his arms, wrapped one arm around the other, embraced the two small bodies, and kissed the two children's faces from left to right , said: "Have you finished your homework today?"

Shen Qiu froze, immediately stood up straight, and said seriously: "Third Uncle, Chun'er and I have finished our homework."

Looking at Shen Qiu's appearance, Yan Che was a little distressed, but also a little comforted: child, he is a good child.

Shen Chun is different. After staying with Yan Che for a long time, the cute little girl will act like a baby: "Third uncle, third uncle, let me tell you, my brother's teacher praised my brother and said that my composition won a prize, brother cool."

The delicate appearance of the youngest daughter made Yan Che frowned, and then kissed Shen Chun's small face again: "Really?"

Shen Qiu nodded nervously, and the roots of his ears under the soft black hair were pink: "Third uncle, teacher, the teacher said, I will go to the county to receive the award next week."

Even though Shen Qiu's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into the buzzing of mosquitoes, it did not affect Yan Che's understanding of the reason at all... At this moment, Yan Che felt a kind of comfort in his heart: Thanks to the two people who left behind. children.

Soon, the atmosphere of "father's kindness and son's filial piety" in the kitchen was disturbed by the noise from the courtyard.

Hearing the familiar voice in the din, Shen Chun twisted and twisted, broke free from Yan Che's embrace, jumped out of the kitchen, and shouted crisply towards the courtyard while running: "Grandpa, grandpa."

Shen Qiu moved his footsteps, but he didn't follow his sister out after all, but continued to stay beside Yan Che obediently, he wanted to help third uncle, he wanted to help third uncle with something.

Yan Che looked at this sensible child, smiled, gently rubbed Shen Qiu's soft hair, then patted Shen Qiu's shoulder, and said: "Go, go and see who came home with Grandpa gone."

Shen Qiu hesitated for a moment, looked up at Yan Che earnestly, received Yan Che's nod again, pursed his thin lips, nodded, and walked out slowly and calmly.

Well, if you ignore the pinkish ears... Yan Che grinned and smiled silently, the smile spread to the bottom of his eyes and to the bottom of his heart.

Yan Guoqiang is back.

When Yan Guoqiang hugged Shen Chun and led Shen Qiu into the fenced yard cheerfully, Yan Che who went up to meet him frowned almost imperceptibly when he saw the person behind Yan Guoqiang, but he soon returned to normal.

"San'er, this..." Yan Guoqiang seemed to feel that his son was a little displeased when he saw him bring someone home, Yan Guoqiang was stunned on the spot, a little embarrassed.

Thinking about it, although this Mr. Zhang was very polite to him, he couldn't be so enthusiastic to persuade him to stay. Regardless of whether he had discussed with his son, he took him back to the foot of Wuxu Mountain and stayed overnight.

Therefore, when Yan Guoqiang saw Yan Che, his eyes showed a guilty conscience.

"Hey, I'm here to hug Chun'er, you go wash up and get ready for dinner." Yan Che nodded at Zhang Chang, and smiled slightly as a greeting.

Reaching out to take Shen Chun, and pinching that fleshy little face, Yan Che said with a gentle smile, "Chun'er, let's go eat."

While speaking, Shen Qiu obediently withdrew his hand from Yan Guoqiang's hand, and put it into Yan Che's outstretched palm, and the roots of his little ears were tinged with pink.

Yan Che unconsciously bent his lips: This child...why is he so shy? !

Seeing Yan Che holding Shen Chun and leading Shen Qiu into the bamboo building, Zhang Chang was slightly taken aback, just in time to catch a glimpse of the guilty conscience on Yan Guoqiang's ageless face: "Fourth Uncle Yan, those two children are... "

Yan Guoqiang knew what Zhang Chang wanted to ask when he heard the words. He smiled and motioned Zhang Chang to wash his hands under the bamboo forest with him, while smiling Mimi said: "My grandson."

Zhang Chang was taken aback again, and opened his mouth: "Yan Che's child?"

"Ah?" Hearing what Zhang Chang said, Yan Guoqiang smiled until the creases on his face bloomed, shook his head, and grinned almost to the ear: "Haha, Mr. Zhang is not the first person to say that!"

"Why? Isn't it?" Zhang Chang was really confused.

Yan Guoqiang pursed his lips and continued to smile, "My third son hasn't married yet." Seeing that Zhang Chang's confusion was deeper, he explained, "Those two children...especially Xiaoqiu are like my third son, right?"

Zhang Chang nodded.

"Hehe, this may really be fate." Yan Guoqiang picked up a gourd scoop from the side and poured a spoonful of mountain spring water into the wooden basin, and asked Zhang Chang to wash his hands first: "These two babies are also fateful babies... ...Dianniang is gone, it's in Lincun, and I don't know why, and I hit it off with San'er, so I stayed at home."

Zhang Chang paused his hand in the water and said nothing. When he raised his head, he raised his hand from the water and shook it out of thin air, not at all as particular about those big bosses.

Just when he was about to ask some more questions, Zhang Chang frowned, seeing that Fujiko was also wearing an apron, following Yan Che and carrying vegetables into the main room, his expression moved, and he swallowed his words.

After Li Jun's young couple accompanied Yan Guosheng's old couple over, the dinner officially started.

However, the atmosphere of this meal was a bit depressing.

One is because of the presence of such a big man like Zhang Chang, people feel pressure and uncomfortable invisibly.

Secondly, during the meal, apart from the innocent and innocent brothers and sisters Chunqiu, especially Shen Chun who coquettishly asked Zhang Chaoying to feed him, even the little Shen Qiu also found that something was wrong with the adults, and even saw the adults' eyes on each other. It's weird to scan around.

Furthermore, Zhang Chang, who sat beside Yan Guoqiang and helped Yan Guoqiang with food from time to time, really made Yan Che squint several times.

As soon as the dinner was finished, Shen Chun started to feel sleepy, weeping softly, even Zhang Chaoying couldn't comfort her.

In the end, it was Yan Che who hugged him, and Shen Chun rubbed against Yan Che's chest, with his thumb in his mouth, one small hand tightly clutching Yan Che's lapel, and fell asleep obediently.

And Shen Qiu was abnormally following Yan Che's side step by step. When Yan Che carried Shen Chun into the room to sleep, he also followed with his head down.

Therefore, both Zhang Chang and Li Jun found that Fujiko's eyes were flickering and his expression was strange when he was cleaning up the dishes with his head down and his face lonely.

When Yan Che coaxed the two siblings to fall asleep and came out, the sky had already darkened, and there was no one in the bamboo building.

Rolling up his sleeves and entering the kitchen, Yan Che discovered that the dishes and chopsticks had been washed and put away neatly... Don't even think about it, it must have been done by Fujiko.

Yan Che was stunned for a moment, and was in a daze for a moment.

I don't know when it started, Fujiko seems to be getting more and more proficient in housework and farm work, and often takes work from Yan Che to help finish it quickly.

What the hell is going on, Fujiko?

Thinking of all the abnormalities of Fujikodu during this period, Yan Che frowned but fell into entanglement.

And that Zhang Chang, what does it mean?

"Aren't you inviting guests to your Wuxu Mountain for a walk?"

When Yan Che was still dazed in the kitchen, an abrupt voice sounded at the door of the kitchen.

It was Zhang Chang.

"Huh?" Yan Che frowned and looked at Zhang Chang, not understanding what he meant.

Zhang Chang didn't care, and smiled slightly: "I think your Wuxu Mountain is very good, how about it, take me, a guest, to visit your mountain!"

Seeing Zhang Chang's smile was a bit too bright, Yan Che's vigilance in his heart automatically increased, he squinted his eyes, and smiled back, saying: "As long as Mr. Zhang doesn't dislike Po Po Kan Kan, the road is not easy, of course it is a good thing. .”

Zhang Chang nodded seriously: "Well, it's very good. If you walk a hundred steps after a meal, you can live to 99."

When Yan Che led Zhang Chang to the grass pavilion on the top of the mountain, the whole world was already filled with light ink.

"Here, it's very good." Zhang Chang stood at the railing of the grass pavilion when Yan Che spread the tea brought up, opened his arms wide, squinted his eyes and took a deep breath of the hot air, and said from the heart: "It's really nice here."

Yan Che bent down and pulled out an electric socket buried under the wooden pillar from under the railing. After turning on the electric teapot for boiling water, he glanced sideways at Zhang Chang, who had no pretensions at all, and said with a smile, "It's beautiful." ,right?"

Zhang Chang closed his eyes and listened quietly to the croaking of frogs and insects, then opened his eyes, nodded with corners of his mouth bent, pointed to the distant mountains in light ink and dark ink, and then pointed to the lit Yanjiawan under the mountain, saying: "Mountain Spirit Yuxiu, quiet and comfortable, Yanjiawan is a good place."

Yan Che stood up, walked to Zhang Chang, and looked at the world that belonged to him at the foot of the mountain—the [-]-watt light bulb beside the pond was brightly lit, and the two brothers Yan Guoqiang, Li Jun and his wife, and Tengzi were all near the grass pavilion in the pond.

Yan Guosheng was fighting with Tengzi again, Yan Guoqiang was still watching in a daze, while Li Jun was taking Li Huayue for a walk around the pond, Li Huayue would reach out to touch the verdant lotus leaves in the pond from time to time, and occasionally turned to look at Li Huayue. Jun joked.

Zhang Chaoying was not idle either, and was looking for something along the green brick road...Yan Che knew that Zhang Chaoying was looking for boldness.

In the courtyards of the two bamboo buildings, which were also illuminated by light bulbs, one could feel the tranquility and warmth everywhere.

"It's very beautiful." Yan Che glanced sideways at Zhang Chang, and continued: "So, I want to make her more beautiful and complete, and I will use my life to protect her, so that anyone who tries to destroy her will not It will be better."

When Yan Che was speaking, his eyes were looking down at the mountain gently, but his tone of voice was calm but full of warning.

Zhang Chang is very human, how can he not hear the meaning?

Looking back at Yan Che's side face which was still gentle and gorgeous, complex emotions flashed in Zhang Chang's eyes.

Yan Che didn't look back at all, so he didn't see those complicated emotions that flashed by like a lantern.

Zhang Chang concentrated on it, said calmly, "I think you misunderstood something?"

"Oh?" Yan Che tilted his head and stared at Zhang Chang with a light smile. His eyes were not gentle, but sharp and calm.

Zhang Chang snorted, put his arms on the railing again, looked at the black color in the distance, and murmured: "Home... ah."

"I heard a story, and it's also a storyteller. Are you interested in hearing it?" After a long time, Zhang Chang turned his head and asked Yan Che.

The water in the kettle was about to boil, Yan Che turned around and returned to the stone table in the Caoting. When the first bubble came out of the teapot, he stopped the plug and began to arrange the tea set, ready to make tea. He was noncommittal to Zhang Chang’s question: "Our tea here needs to be brewed with running water. Do you know what running water is?"

Zhang Chang turned to look at Yan Che, waiting for his next words.

"Living water is..." Yan Che picked up the teapot for boiling water, and rolled the tea utensils over with hot water one by one: "This is the first boiling water. Water has life. Boiling water, especially water for making tea, It is even more particular. Boiling for a long time will make you old, and you will not be able to make good tea."

Hearing this, Zhang Chang was taken aback for a moment, then laughed heartily, and simply went to the stone table, looked at Yan Che's white fingers nimbly controlling the tea set, looked up at Yan Che again, and said with a smile: "I Now I really believe that you are a top student, not a nerd."

Yan Che raised his eyes to look at Zhang Chang, smiled slightly, and continued to heat the tea set, neither overbearing nor humble about compliments.

"It's not unreasonable for them to care about you and spoil you." Zhang Chang suddenly said such an endless sentence. He took a sip: "Good tea, definitely not inferior to Longjing tea."

For such praise, Yan Che really smiled this time, and even said with a hint of pride, "These are all local teas produced in Yanjiawan."

"Well, not bad, not bad, sweet and mellow, with endless aftertaste." After Zhang Chang put down his cup, he smacked his lips, and the expression on his face became calm and real.

A pot of tea is over.

The story of Zhang Chang is over, and he also went down the mountain with the help of the faint light.

Yan Che looked at Zhang Chang's back, frowned, and his thoughts once again lingered on the story Zhang Chang told...the story of a wanderer who was driven out of his home and was like a wanderer.

This story made Yan Che ponder, and he felt that he really should have a good chat with his old father.

night.

already deep.

When Yan Che went down the mountain, Yan Guoqiang was sitting in the grass pavilion on the pond, staring at the water in a daze.

"Hey." Yan Che whispered, and after covering Yan Guoqiang with the towel in his hand, he pulled out a coil of mosquito coils, lit it and placed it at Yan Guoqiang's feet.

"San'er, why don't you go to sleep?" Yan Guoqiang grabbed the towel and quilt, moved a position, and let Yan Che sit beside him.

"Hey, tell me about the second brother!" Even though he clearly felt that the old father's body was insignificantly stiff after his words, Yan Che still cruelly endured the trace of intolerance, looking at him Watching the rippling pool water, waiting.

Faintly.

lingeringly.

It was Yan Guoqiang's sigh.

With a ray of cool night wind, nothing fell to the ground, blowing into Yan Che's ears.

for a long time.

After Yan Guoqiang's rapid breathing turned into a gentle and helpless sigh, Yan Guoqiang took a deep breath, and said something that made Yan Che inexplicably worried with infinite bitterness: "He... is just a bastard."

Yan Che quietly, quietly, let the night wind blow, he waited, waiting for Yan Guoqiang to tell.

It's just that Yan Che didn't expect what he expected. After Yan Guoqiang just said such a sentence, the father and son chose to be silent by coincidence.

One is waiting.

a silence.

croak——

tom—

A frog croaked and jumped into the pond, breaking the silence between father and son.

"Hey, why don't you want to tell me about your second brother? Why?" Yan Che felt cruel, but he wanted to hear an explanation from his old father, even if it was a perfunctory lie...he didn't mind.

But Yan Guoqiang didn't, he was silent, struggling in his heart.

In the end, Yan Guoqiang chuckled, and the laughter was so bitter that it made people feel sad: "Yanhe is no longer Yanhe." He abandoned his ancestors, and the skin of Yan's family... He actually went to change a skin.

A face exactly like your mother's... Yan Jiawan, Yan Guoqiang's family can no longer accommodate him.

rustling --

The night wind blew up a layer of blue waves on the pond.

The lotus leaves under the light are tumbling, and they are dark blue for a while, and light blue for a while.

However, the night was getting thicker and thicker, and no one had ever seen such a scene.

No one noticed that in the grass pavilion, the father and son... the young one pursed his lips, his cheeks agitated; the old one was weeping, looking up at the night sky.

"Hey, what kind of woman is my mother?"

"Your mother... is the best woman in the world."

"Ah."

"The old people said that your mother is a fairy. God couldn't bear her to be away for too long, so he hurriedly called her back."

"Ah."

"Your mother... is the best woman in the world."

"Ah."

"Your mother is really a good woman."

"Ah."

"Yan He, this bastard, is not a good thing."

"..."

"Hey, second brother...in fact, I have loved me very much since I was a child."

"..."

"Hey, remember when I went to school in the county?"

"Ah."

"Hey, in order not to let others bully me, my second brother was almost killed by a car once."

"..."

"Hey, I don't hate my second brother."

"..."

"Wow..."

"Ah."

"Hey, it's late at night, let's go back!"

"okay!"

In the darkness, the father and son supported each other and walked towards the bamboo building step by step with heavy steps.

In the darkness, a pair of eyes full of tenderness looked at the young and handsome face without blinking, and the corners of the mouth showed a beautiful arc.

In the darkness, a figure quietly got up from the bed, and gently shook the cattail fan for the sleeping woman beside him. While satisfied, he frowned slightly, and looked out the window, frowning slightly.

In the darkness, in front of a window of the bamboo building, under the cover of night, the man quietly watched an old man and a young man approaching the fenced yard, while rubbing a photo in his hand.

In the photo are a group of prisoners in prison uniforms.

Among them, the most conspicuous ones are... a young man who is arrogant and ruthless, and beside the young man is a refined and gentle young man.

With fear in his eyes, the handsome young man seemed to be standing next to the young man. When he looked carefully, he found that the handsome young man was actually one heel behind the young man. Moreover, the hand of this handsome young man... was tightly grasping Wearing the corner of a young man's prison uniform.

Everyone in the photo is smiling.

Their smiles are all different, only the curve of the delicate young man's mouth is the most special.