Chapter 363

In his spare time teaching his children how to read and read, the young man opened a mending shop to repair all kinds of labor tools, hoes, sawteeth and so on. He also charged money, but not much. Most of the money he collected would buy food for the children, and he would not rob business. He would only receive one or two jobs a day, and then he would sit by the river and look at the water in the river, No one knows what he's thinking.

It seems that young men seldom see such a quiet autumn. This village seems to be isolated from the rest of the world. To the East is a river, and there are a few Ma willows around it. However, at this time, it is bare, which is far less beautiful than spring and summer.

But on the other side of the river, the mountain is another kind of scenery. Red, yellow, deep and green are mixed together, but they are scattered. Compared with the beautiful fairyland scenery of famous mountains and rivers, it is particularly ordinary here.

In contrast, the so-called fairyland is more noisy, and it is more tranquil. Although there is no misty immortal spirit, the fireworks in the world are as dazzling as the colorful glass.

From the mountain down, especially in the early morning and evening, curling smoke, let him like.

After opening a mending shop, he would help the village to do some farm work, change some food, and make a delicious meal. First he would send the food to his family, and then he would give it to the children around him. He would just leave a meal for himself. Of course, there was also a share of the clever ghost called Xiao Bu Hui.

The child would ask, "uncle, you don't mean that everyone is equal. Why should you give me something different from them?"

"There's a difference between intimacy and estrangement," the young man said gently. "We know each other earlier, as a reward for your endorsement?"

"I'm not welcome." When the child laughs, he will eat half of it himself, and the rest will be left to his parents. Then he will go to his little friends and share it with them. My uncle is right. After all, there is something else to be familiar with. The village is not big enough, and there is often bickering. There are only so many of them. Of course, they will give it to the people close to them first.

Then the child would ask, "I heard the grandparents in the village say that heroes will sacrifice themselves for others. Just like this food, it won't be given to their own people first, but to others first. Uncle, do you think we are losing money?"

"Of course, we can't think like this, but there's nothing wrong with thinking like this, but things always have to be sorted first, right?" The young man said gently, "take your body for example, your hand is injured and can't move. Do you want to cure your hand first, or do you have to bear the pain to help others, and it may not be able to help well, but it will make your hand unable to recover. If you think so, you will come to a conclusion."

"If you want to help others, you should first consider whether you are within your power and whether you will hurt the people around you. If you are within your power and will not hurt the people around you, you should do it boldly; Of course, it's commendable to sacrifice one's self for others, but it's not necessarily a good thing, "the young man pointed to Xiao Buhui's heart position." when we make choices, there must be one thing that we regret, that is, we can only choose the lightest regret to give up. "

"I really don't understand this..." I don't know how to scratch my head.

The young man laughed, "that depends on the heart to do things, do not hesitate, do not tangle, do not regret."

"This is good." Xiaobuhui said with a smile. He grabbed the young man's fluffy hair and said, "uncle, if you do something about it, maybe you can ask for a daughter-in-law. I'm six years old. You can find a daughter-in-law this year. Next year you will have a child. I can be a brother. When I'm in my twenties, I can be an uncle..."

Young men can only smile, children will ask the same question every day, "are you happy today?"

Young people will always say "thank you".

This seems to have become a tacit understanding between them. There is also a teacher in the village. He is a very old man and a very kind old man. He often asks Ling Yun to chat with him. After all, they are both scholars. In the first snow of winter, the young man helps grandma cook in the old man's house, and the old man sits under the eaves in thick face, Looking at the heavy snow, I was in good health when I was young, so I liked the snow best. I went out to study hard and couldn't bear the smoke, so I just came back. The snow was good, clean and white. It was very pleasant.

He likes this young man very much. Except that he doesn't deal with himself, he has said many times, but it's useless, so he's too lazy to say it. Anyway, seeing him like this, he's either hurt or hit by something. He's disheartened and can't force him to take care of whatever he wants. What can he do with his old arms and legs?

The old man had eaten his snacks and his dishes, so he was very disgusted with the boss's food. Ling Yun was burning a fire, and the old woman said with a smile: "since my old man ate your food, he complained deeply to me. He said that he had eaten for decades and tasted like chewing wax..."

The young man was embarrassed and said slowly, "grandma, I'm embarrassed to say that. I'm just being unpredictable. I used to be starving so much that I thought I couldn't lose my own five zang organs temple and I didn't have the money to go to those restaurants to eat and drink spicy food. I just made it myself. As time goes by, I'll get some."

"What are you embarrassed about?" the old woman said with a smile. "Have you ever come to the village for a few days? I don't have any embarrassed girl here. If you really like it, I'll tell you..."

"No, don't think about it for the time being," the young man shook his head gently. "Grandma, don't give up these thoughts."

"Idle is idle too..."

After dinner, I sat under the eaves with my grandfather to enjoy the snow. They were very old, but the yard was very clean. There was no shortage of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum. When the young man was sitting, the old woman came with a basin of hot water and a comb. Just as the young man wanted to get up, the old man gently pulled his hand and said gently, "she was used to sitting with me for a chat, If you can't spare time, you should take good care of it. It's always like this, not like a young man. "

The old lady also said, "yes, I'll smooth the chicken nest for you."

Instead of refusing, he changed his position and asked his grandmother to wash his hair. Then the old man turned his position and said slowly, "young people always make mistakes. Some can't make up for them, some can make up for them, but what can and can't be made up for can't be paid off, because what's wrong is wrong. How to make up for it is wrong, unless you can change the past, Let the wrong become the right. "

"Who can have this ability?" The young man said with a bitter smile.

The old man said with a smile, "so we should not always look at the past, but also look at the present, and more at the future, so that we are in a good mood and have hope."

"That's the truth." The young man said gently.

"People are not saints, who can do nothing wrong," the old man said in a soft voice. "If we can change the past, we can do nothing good."

The young man listened quietly. The hot water poured down from the top of his head and then fell into the basin. Ling Yun closed his eyes and listened to the old man quietly, "everyone will do one or two wrong things, but after that, you are still alive. You can pay back, not necessarily clear, but you must do well."

"No one is born to like to do something, but if you do it with your heart, you can count on liking it." The old man said gently.

Ling Yun nodded gently. The grandmother changed the water for him several times, washed his head and dried it with a dry towel. Ling Yun got a special treatment and lay on the old man's rocking chair.

"I'm still a pretty boy, but I'm always frowning. I'm not pretty and ugly." The old man said impolitely.

"Can you play chess?" Asked the old man.

The young man nodded slightly and looked a little dazed. When he came out of the bamboo garden, his husband left and went to Nanye. He wanted to plan step by step and then kill Zhao Gou for revenge, but things always went beyond his expectation. Later, he traveled far away and finally went to the wild world. There were many variables in the process, which seemed to be the same.

It seems that the time of playing chess with Mr. ge of Tianyi Academy in the capital that day has passed for a long time. "I know a little bit, but I'm not good at it."

"That's just right. I only know a little." The old man laughed.

When the old lady took advantage of the old man's coming into the house to get chess, she whispered in Ling Yun's ear, "he was a stinking basket when he was young. You play chess with him. Don't be angry."

"Just right, I don't know much about..."

Ling Yun thinks that he may have met such a chess player in his life. His grandfather should be the only one. He has a small regret in three steps and a big regret in ten steps. Anyway, in one afternoon, Ling Yun really hasn't won.

After Ling Yun and the two old people left, he went to the river. The river was frozen, and people could walk on it. A group of children were sliding on it. He watched the children playing and laughing. He had never had a childhood, and he had never had such a quiet time. The scenery around him was not wonderful, but it was very comfortable.

"Uncle, let's play together?"

"Good." Ling Yun said with a smile.

He skated with this group of children. Xiao Buhui had never seen Ling Yun so happy, nor had he ever seen his uncle so clean. There was light in his gray eyes, which was as good-looking as his own eyes. Ling Yun was a practitioner after all. These simple things were easy for him. Xiao Buhui rode on his neck, "eh! I thought you were a middle-aged uncle after shaving. I didn't expect you to be so young. "

"Ha ha ha..."

After Ling Yun has trimmed his hair and shaved his beard, the girls in the village will spend more time watching him. In fact, as long as Ling Yun doesn't think much about who he wants to kill or who he wants to pit, he is actually a very quiet person. Because he never stops reading and practicing calligraphy, he naturally develops a kind of elegant demeanor, But it was different from other refined people, because his eyes were always bright, like a flame burning. Even though he was still thinking about it in his heart, at least he didn't look so sad on the surface.

However, only Ling Yun himself knows that he is the one who nurtures his heart.

In the dead of night, the young man in black sat beside Lingyun. Lingyun stood on the roof of the house and looked at the bright moon in the sky

"How else can you do that?" Lingyun light said, "I'm not as good as nirvana, you always only have my heart sea side of the world, life and death are determined by me."

"Why don't you think it's just a test?"

"We will always face the mistakes in the past, escape is not the way, I am not a saint, will make mistakes," Ling Yun glanced at the young man in black, "I am not clear, but I live, have a chance to change."

"You're still running away. You dare not face it," the boy in black sneered. "In fact, you can guess your husband's identity. From another angle, doesn't he know what you did before?"

"So what?"

Ling Yun squats beside the boy in black and rubs his head gently. The boy in black is tense and feels fear instinctively. He knows Ling Yun, and of course Ling Yun will know him, but Ling Yun has some design about him, but he never knows. Just like this time, when he successfully breaks free from the shackles of his heart, he finds that all this is acquiesced by Ling Yun, The white Lingyun in the sea of heart made him more afraid than Lingyun himself.

At that time, Ling Yun in white just said with a smile: "we are all in the big cage, who can jump out?"

For the young man in black, as long as he surpasses Ling Yun benzun, he will get great freedom. However, it seems that it has never been possible. There has never been any thing that benzun raises or calculates his mind.

"I'm still my husband's student, and my husband is still my husband. My grandfather said before that he did something he didn't like and did it carefully. In fact, it has nothing to do with whether he liked it or not," Ling Yun said with a smile. "I've done bad things, but I've done a lot of good things. There's no need to deny everything with this thing."

He suddenly grabbed the neck of the boy in black and said, "I can look like you, or I can look like myself. I know the truth and I can do it, but when I'm reasoning with you, you don't want to do it or listen to it, so I have to follow your advice."

"Lingyun has always been Lingyun. When Lingyun practiced his sword, he never retreated."

The boy in black has never been so afraid of a person, because he is like a puppet in Ling Yun's hands. He always dominates, and even his appearance is Ling Yun's deliberate action, "yes, you are right!"

Ling Yun lets go of the boy in black. The boy in black suddenly turns into a wisp of smoke and merges into Ling Yun's body. Ling Yun squints slightly and looks at the wooden bridge outside the village. He once again falls into meditation.

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