C121
C121
Today's weather is not very good. In the morning, there are deep clouds in the sky. In the afternoon, there are dark clouds. A long lost autumn rain is coming.
Yi Yunxi's heart beats fast all the time. She is in a bad mood, but she has no choice. She must guide him according to Xu Feng's requirements and act as his GPS positioning system.
Finally, after more than an hour's Trek and bumpy path, they came to a small mountain village named dongmang.
Instead of entering the village, the car stopped in the east of the village.
Here, a piece of loess, can not find the kind of green vegetation around, a large area of disturbing tombstone appeared here.
Xu Feng's mood has split, but also with a smile: "Yunxi, Neige, who is buried here, tell me."
Wang Xiaokun went to Xu Feng and held his hand: "Xiao Feng, let's go back!"
Xu Feng felt that he was supporting himself: "Yunxi, don't be afraid, tell my brother that he won't be angry or sad."
No, no, No. why is your voice shaking, brother? Yi Yunxi said quietly in his heart.
Zeng Xiaochun came over, hugged Xu Feng and whispered in his ear, "it's over. It's all over, man. Let's go home. Let's go home!"
"Brother chun, I'm fine. I just want to know who's buried here." Xu Feng's eyes were wet unconsciously, "12 years, I I've learned to calm down, I Nothing at all. "
Zeng Xiaochun's nose was sour: "Xiao Feng, don't be such a mother, go back with my brother, otherwise, believe it or not, I'll kill you!"
"Brother chun, don't talk Xu Feng finally roared out.
Zeng Xiaochun was stunned.
Xu Yunfeng is looking at the Dixi River in tears It's brother soymilk. "
Soybean milk was named Yu Xiaojiang in the orphanage. Because he likes to drink Soybean milk, he got the nickname. He was the youngest in the orphanage, three years younger than Xu Feng. He is also more withdrawn in character. However, the heart is very hot. He had a secret love for Jiang Nan. He had fought for Jiang Nan, and he used his weak body to protect Xu Feng, who was clearly in love with Jiang Nan. He said to Xu Feng at that time: "I know what Maomao likes is you, but for Maomao, I'm willing to protect you son of a bitch."
For this sentence, Xu Feng beat him up. He was weak. Of course, he couldn't stand the beating, and he was ill for several days.
But later, Xu Feng sensible, and he made up, two people became particularly good brothers.
When Xu Feng was picked up that year, he was only 9 years old. He chased Xu Feng's car all the way, fell down on the side road and cried.
A lovely boy, a very long bean milk.
Hearing Yi Yunxi's words, Xu Feng gently pushes Zeng Xiaochun away, breaks Wang Xiaokun's hand, and walks forward step by step to a gravestone
Time once again shows a very ferocious and ferocious side. After 12 years, it was baby face soya bean milk, but it didn't grow up much in 12 years. It's still a pretty baby face. The recognition is very high, and it doesn't change much from when he was a child. Xu Feng actually recognized him.
Moreover, soymilk is still called Yu Xiaojiang without changing its name.
Xu Feng's knees softened involuntarily and knelt in front of his tombstone.
Xu Feng thought that he was strong enough. He thought that 12 years later, when he saw his childhood partner again, he would control the throbbing soul. However, he couldn't do it. When his mouth broke open involuntarily and burst out crying, he knew that he had been depressed for a long time.
The negative emotions accumulated in his body more than 2700 years ago, coupled with the death of soymilk, made Xu Feng unbearable. He cried like a child.
Wang Xiaokun knelt down in the same place, his lips trembling: "soybean milk How can it be soybean milk? I don't believe it! Yunxi, you lied to me
Yiyunxi whole people are lying on the ground, the Loess white shirt dyed into another kind of sorrow, the same is crying, heart splitting.
Sometimes, it's better not to find what you find. Not found, is a fetter, is a concern, is a happy memory, to find, perhaps just a piece of loess.
Zeng Xiaochun has never experienced such a past, but for him, he feels the same. Because he was an orphan.
Merciless God began to rain heavily, washing everyone's body and mind, heavy rain, confused the road ahead, let Xu Feng even temporarily lost the direction of life.
Zeng Xiaochun took out an umbrella, but he didn't know who to use it for. He stood in the same place for a long time at a loss, and finally called Wang Xiaokun with the umbrella. He took the umbrella, which blocked Wang Xiaokun, but he was in the rain.
Looking at Xu Feng who fell in the yellow mud, Zeng Xiaochun couldn't bear it. At ordinary times, he would have beaten him with one punch and sent him a sentence: "the name of MAHLE Gobi! Cheer up a little bit.
Even if this bastard has never seen him shed tears, it's the first time he has ever seen him.
However, he is a human, not a killing machine, with flesh and blood and feelings.……
Remember when I was a child, clouds floating in the blue sky, when you said: to protect her for me, wait for me to come back, wait for me to come back.
However, I came, but you left, forever left, failed to live up to your promise to me.
……
After a long time, Xu Feng stood up. He could not see the difference between rain and tears on his face. He went to yiyunxi and picked her up. He could not help but imprint deep marks on her lips.
The burning tears of yiyunxi pricked his face and made him feel the pain in her heart.
She is extremely kind-hearted. Her heart is made of gold. She never hurts him easily.
……
Xu Feng holding Yi Yunxi, went to Wang Xiaokun's side, took her hand, pulled her up: "elder sister, let's go to the village to sleep, I want to know how this little bastard died."
Xu Feng, seems to have recovered calm.
Wang Xiaokun nodded: "OK, let's go!"
At this moment, her consciousness is a little trance, there is always a feeling of fainting.
……
Zeng Xiaochun became a new force. He drove into the village with the people and knocked on the door of a family with a double story building.
Open the door is a 50 year old middle-aged uncle, not tall, very honest appearance: "who are you looking for?"
Zeng Xiaochun said: "uncle, we are passing by. There is something wrong with the car. Can we stay at your house for one night?"
As soon as uncle saw that there was a large SUV at the door, he immediately nodded: "come on in, oh, it's all drowned. Hurry in and have some hot soup! Old lady, make some ginger soup! "
……
Farmers simple, not long, a simple and honest aunt made a few bowls of hot ginger soup, brought to the small second floor living room, a few people are changed into a wet clothes, put on a fresh and clean home clothes.
"Where are you from?" she asked enthusiastically
"Auntie, we're from Longdu." Zeng Xiaochun lied that the dragon is the capital of China. In fact, it's good for aunts and aunts to say that. In case some sinister bastards of the hunter follow here, aunts and aunts will have words to say. Of course, this possibility is actually very low.
"What are you doing here? It's a remote place. There's nothing but farmland." The aunt said, "Oh, we're on the wrong way, the navigation is wrong!"
"Oh, I said!"
Zeng Xiaochun's eyes swept in the room. Suddenly, he found that there was a spirit tablet in the room!
On the throne, the words "the throne of my son in Xiaojiang" were written impressively
He saw it, Xu Feng, and so did he. At this moment, Xu Feng is a little excited, but his reason tells him that he can't act rashly. Now he is in a state of chaos. Don't hurt his uncle and aunt any more!
Zeng Xiaochun was still sober. He stood up and came to the throne. He lit incense, bowed respectfully, sighed and said, "this younger brother is too young What a pity
Speaking of this, my aunt couldn't help choking: "yes, my family Xiaojiang is a good child, but a good man doesn't live long. He was only 20 years old and left..."
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