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In front of him was a shriveled and thin old man, with a bent waist almost 90 degrees, an elongated neck leaning forward, and a face with ravines. His sharp eyes, in particular, were filled with unspeakable fear.

It was the first time that Lolo saw such a person. He stepped back in horror and grasped Wu Yi's clothes with both hands.

Wu Yi's long arm hugged Lolo in her arms and whispered to her ear, "don't be afraid, I'm here!"

Lolo nodded weakly, but his eyes were still full of fear.

"Hello, Mr. Che! I've come to see you! " Wu Yi holds Luo Luo forward.

But there was obvious resistance under Lolo's feet, and she really didn't dare to move forward.

Wu Yi holds her and moves.

Che Guirong is the dam keeper in the east of Fengqing reservoir.

In Wu Yi's memory, Mr. Che has been guarding the dam here since he can remember. Every time he comes, he can see him.

No one knows how old he is this year. This is what Wu Yi has been like since he first met him.

In winter, it's a Tibetan blue suit. Its four pockets have been worn out and its Tibetan blue color has become white. In summer, it's a homespun cardigan and a pair of slippers.

It's an unearthed cultural relic.

Yongzhou has only two seasons, summer and winter. The summer is long and sultry, but the mountain is cool; the winter is short, humid and cold, which makes the mountain colder and occasionally freezes.

No matter how cold it is, the car owner always wears the pair of slippers that can't see the color, and his toes have long been dark.

"Ha ha, you haven't come yet." Uncle Che looks at Wu Yi and stares at Luo Luo beside Wu Yi from time to time.

As long as Lolo touched his eyes, he felt a thrill in his heart. The eyes were terrible.

She can only cling to Wu Yi's arms and dare not look directly at the strange old man in front of her.

I wonder why Wu Yi brought her to see an old man guarding the dam? Is Wu Yi and he relatives?

"Yes, four years. You're the same Wu Yi walks over and hands two cigarettes to the car.

Mr. Che has no other hobbies. He just likes to take a sip and have a drink.

Every time Wu Yi came, he would bring him two good cigarettes.

There was a flash of surprise on the driver's face, but it soon faded. With a cigarette, Wu walked down the steps and came to the tea table beside the water. He sat down, poured water, washed the cup and began to make tea.

It was a set of maroon clay tea set, slightly clumsy and crude, but the red clay pot was delicate and delicate, with a faint and moist light. Next to the red mud stove, the water began to boil.

In this situation, Luo Luo can't help thinking of Bai Juyi's poem: Green ant new fermented grains wine, red mud small stove. Can you drink a cup of Wu if you want to snow in the late days?

However, Yongzhou people prefer tea to wine.

Wu Yi walks down with Lolo in his arms.

Luo Luo's heart resisted for a long time, and he didn't dare to drink tea with that strange old man.

"It's OK. Mr. Che is a good man." Wu Yi bit her ear lobe.

Lolo blushed, and he saw through his mind.

At this time, the car master looked up, and his sharp eyes turned to Lolo. Lolo was so scared that he couldn't close his mouth for a moment.

The look in his eyes didn't match his shriveled body.

Normally, such an old man should be a pair of muddy eyes, but his eyes are so clear and sharp, like an eagle. Every time he looks up at people, he seems to be able to see through people's hearts.

"Mr. Che, this is my daughter-in-law, Lolo, who came down from the sky." Wu Yi said with a smile, "call a taxi quickly."

"Car - Master - good -" Lolo stammered and finally finished these words.

There seems to be a smile on his wrinkled face, but it is also a flash.

"Here, tea. I haven't drunk the good tea that Wuling sent me not long ago. I'll drink it with you today. "

Uncle Che took out the Wu family's Dongfanghong and carefully put it into the vermilion clay pot. Then he picked up the hot spring water and rushed down high. Then he scraped the foam, drenched the cup and scalded the pot. His action was sharp, which did not match his thin hands.

This action is not inferior to Wu Xue, a tea master. Lolo thought.

The second time, tea overflow, three cups of clear tea appeared in front of me.

"A -" Mr. Che made a gesture of invitation.

This sentence is Yongzhou dialect, Luo Luo understood.

Wu Yi holds Luo Luo's hand in one hand and holds the cup in the other hand. Just as he is about to put it to Luo Luo's mouth, Luo Luo gives a slightly angry look and takes the cup to taste.

Wu Yi's mouth is raised and his face is bright.

"When do you get married?" Uncle Che stares at Wu Yi with a sharp look in his eyes.

"Next month." Wu Yi said.

He turned his eyes to Lolo. Lolo was so scared that he didn't dare to look into his terrible eyes."Not right." "It's not suitable to get married this year. It should be as early as March 12 next year, and as late as September 9 next year."

Wu Yi frowned and the words in the middle of his brow were deep.

He didn't dare to listen to Mr. Che, but he clearly resisted.

Every time Wu Yi encounters a difficult situation, he will come to take a seat here.

When he was betrayed by Jin Yun, it was a word from Mr. Che that made him go out of Yongzhou to Qingcheng.

At that time, looking at Wu Yi, he patted him on the arm and said, "you were born in the mountains, you live in Yongzhou and you live in Sihai. Wu Yi, you are Jiaolong. You should go out to fight against the storm. Yongzhou is like this reservoir. It's huge in the mountains, but out of the sea, it's just a small river... "

"The woman who will leave you is someone else's sooner or later. She left early and you were born early. Go to Qingcheng, the woman who loves you will come down from the sky. "

Wu Yi firmly remembers the words of Mr. Che.

From the sky

If it is from the sky! Lolo fell from the sky and hit him on the back.

Thinking of this, Wu Yi can't help but raise his mouth again.

"Why wait for next year?" Wu Yi knows and asks.

Lolo was puzzled.

"You are a tiger, she is a sheep. This year, she is not suitable for marriage." Said Mr. Che.

Lolo stares!

No one told him she was a sheep! How could he tell at a glance that she was a sheep?

Wu Yi is not surprised. This is master Che's magic weapon.

Why is he so powerful?

It is said that he used to be a very good feng shui master. He was hit by the movement in the last century. His wife jumped from a building and his children drowned. From then on, he hid in the mountains, guarded the dam alone, isolated from the world and lived alone.

Wu's family has great respect for him. Wu Yi's father, Wu Guoqun, often brings good tea and cigarettes to Uncle Che. When he comes to the mountains, he often comes to drink tea and chat with Uncle Che.

"Can it be resolved?" Wu Yi asked.

He wanted to marry his daughter-in-law as soon as possible, so as not to dream too much at night.

"No, it's going to take a few days." Mr. Che said, "boy, you have a lot to do this year."

Wu Yi swallowed his saliva and said frankly, "because of this, Mr. Che, you have to help me."

Uncle Che looks at Wu Yi without saying a word.

They make tea, drink tea and don't greet them.

After three rounds of tea, he got up and went to the hut with a bent body. He said casually, "boy, follow me."

Wu Yi grasped Luo Luo's hand, gave her a soft kiss on the cheek and said in a soft voice, "you wait for me here, I'll come."

Lolo nodded.

This mysterious car master! Lolo was really scared.

Wu Yi follows Mr. Che into the hut.

There are only one bed, one table and one chair in the room. Maybe it's near the reservoir. The humidity is very heavy, and there's a bad musty smell inside.

Mr. Che opened the drawer of the desk, took out a small book and a pen from it, wrote a few lines on the paper with his dry hand, then folded it up and put it in Wu Yi's hand. A dumb voice came: "go back and see, don't let the little lady wait for a long time. I don't think you can do without it for a moment

Wu Yi rolled his eyelids. As expected, nothing could be concealed from his eyes.

"Mr. Che, I want to get married early..."

Wu Yi said in a low voice.

"Don't worry, she's yours. She can't run." Mr. Che was staring at him with deep eyes.

Wu Yi's heart is bright. This is a reassuring sentence. He is afraid of long night and many dreams.

"I can run. I'll run as well when I get married." Mr. Che patted his long arm, but he couldn't do it if he wanted to.

Wu Yi, understanding, lowers his head to the car: "can I be a father this year?"

"You've been a father for a long time. What's your hurry?"

Wu Yi is dumb, even the secret car master knows?!

"Yes or no?" Wu Yi still doesn't give up. After all, he just sowed the seed, and he is very confident to have a child prodigy.

"Children will not come casually, they will choose a good day to come." Mr. Che said deeply, looking at him with his eyes fixed, "you boy, take it easy. If you want your son, don't indulge in it..."

Wu Yi suddenly lost his smile.

Can Mr. Che really see everything? Do you even know that he just fought?

Alas! Feel transparent.

"Hey, hey..."

Wu Yi just giggles.

He put the paper he had given him into his pocket. He bent over and got out of the hut.

Lolo is walking to the reservoir and looking into the distance.

At a glance, the surface of the water surrounded by mountains is calm. Occasionally, one or two egrets skim over the water and make ripples.

The strange quiet and green surrounding make this place as clean as if it were born. It's really a pure land.If Mr. Che is not so strange and terrible, she would like to stay here a little longer.

"Let's go -"

Wu Yi's cool voice came from behind, and her long arm was around her waist.

Yeah. She nodded, leaning against him.

The driver came out of the room and looked at them without any expression on his face.

It seemed that he had never been happy, angry, sad and happy, and this expression was always on his face.

"Mr. Che, let's go." Wu Yi hugs Luo Luo and comes to Mr. Che.

The car master blinked his eyes and nodded slightly. He knew.

Luo Luo weakly waved to Che Da Ye and said in a soft voice: "Che Da Ye, goodbye -"

they turned around and went up the embankment.

Behind him, the sharp and deep eyes always follow.