Datang Fenghua Road

Xu Buyan slowed down slowly, but still held Ah Hong by the waist and did not let go. He walked straight to Tianjiazhuang along the road, and said in a flat tone: "August Mid-Autumn Festival, family reunion, junior brother is not here, I Come and see my mother-in-law..."

It was a simple sentence, but when it fell into Ah Hong's ears, it was like a deafening voice.She raised her head in Xu Buyan's arms, as if she knew her husband for the first time.

"This idiot is so stupid and stupid that he even knows to see my mother?"

The moon is hanging in the sky, the breeze is swaying, and a big river gradually appears in front of you. It is the Weishui next to Tianjiazhuang. There are two huge waterwheels standing on the Weishui, and you can hear the rumbling sound from far away.

Xu Buyan finally put Ahong down, and the two walked slowly along the river to the village. When they passed by the waterwheel, Xu Buyan suddenly stopped at his feet and said lightly, "My junior brother was born in the sky, These two waterwheels have witnessed his brilliance, and now the younger brother is far away in Lingnan, this village should be guarded by me..."

Listening to what he said, there was actually a taste of living in seclusion here. The so-called knowing husband is more like a wife. Ah Hong obviously felt the loneliness and depression in her husband's words.

Although Xiao Suo is lonely, Ah Hong likes it very much. She doesn't want to chase her husband here and there, and she doesn't want to get a reputation as a green and red double evil in the eastern and western regions of Liao. As a woman, she just wants to be quiet and peaceful. The husband finds a small village to live.

She likes her husband's loneliness and desolation!

It's time to be lonely and desolate!

Now that the younger brother has established a country, most of his younger brother's enemies have been secretly killed by himself and her husband. From now on, she and her husband should have their own lives, and no longer need to worry about her younger brother's affairs.

The Wei River was surging and the river was rushing. The two walked slowly along the river bank and gradually entered Tianjiazhuang.

Now Tianjiazhuang has already become a famous giant town. The prosperous town is even comparable to Chang'an City. There are blue bricks and green tiles everywhere, and the white courtyard wall is in sight. However, in the last part of the village, there is a There are still many old buildings.

Those are all the old houses in Tianjiazhuang, and no one has demolished them to this day. These old houses have witnessed an era, and now they have become the most glorious place for Chang'an people.

A small stream flows out from the Weishui River and flows slowly around the old house area of ​​Tianjiazhuang. Xu Buyan held A Hong with one hand, and the couple slowly continued to move along the stream.

They passed half a thatched hut and a yard, which was the ancestral home of Han Yue and Doudou. They passed many earthen houses covered with moss, which were all the places where the people of the village lived.

It is a pity that although these old houses are well preserved, the people in the houses have long been lost. Today's Tianjiazhuang is extremely rich, and the people have already moved to the new village in front.

The two continued to move forward and walked along the creek. Finally, a small courtyard appeared in front of them. The door was hidden, and there were dogs barking. There was a faint light cast, and there were people still living there.

A Hong suddenly sniffed, sighed softly, and said quietly: "The smell of mosquito coils, mother is making mosquito coils..."

Mosquito coils, mosquito coils!

The mosquito-repellent incense of the year, the mosquito-repellent incense of Tianjiazhuang!

Mosquito coils have also witnessed an era, and for some old people, they have placed countless memories. Mosquito coils are not made to make money, but to remember certain people and things.

Xu Buyan's face was calm, and he didn't seem to hear the sadness in his wife's tone, but if you look closely at this young Taoist priest with low emotional intelligence, you will find that his eyebrows are actually warm.

"My father-in-law lived here, and my father-in-law married my mother-in-law here, so although this old residential area is dilapidated, for my mother-in-law, this is her home..."

These words sounded a bit awkward, but the deep meaning in the words was self-evident, and Ah Hong was dumbfounded, as if she knew her husband for the first time.

She was suddenly moved, and felt that what she was entrusting to was really a good person. In fact, the woman didn't want much, and in Ah Hong's heart, this was enough.

The two continued along the path, and soon passed through several rows of houses to the small courtyard.

Xu Buyan suddenly made another move that surprised Ah Hong. His dull, dazed husband actually started to tidy up his clothes. He first straightened the gorgeous ancient sword stuck behind his back, and then carefully moved his hands one by one. He smoothed the folds of his shirt, but his face was still stiff and serious, and he looked like that idiot.

After doing all this, Xu Buyan suddenly took three steps forward. He usually communicates with people through A Hong, but this time Xu Buyan didn't even call his wife.

He personally stepped forward and stood in front of the Chai Gate in the small courtyard, then lowered his hands and straightened his body, and said in a serious manner: "The protector of the Central Plains, the Taoist Ziyang lineage, I am the new Honghua, and I came here to pay homage. …”

A Hong stood beside her in a daze, her big bright eyes were wide open. Her pretty face was full of surprise. She didn't know why her husband had suddenly changed.

What Xu Buyan said just now was obviously based on the etiquette of Jianghu. Back then, Ziyang Zhenren and Qianlong were enemies for half a lifetime, but it can also be said that they were friends for half a lifetime. Xu Buyan claimed to be the new Taoist Honghua. This is according to the etiquette of the younger generation in Jianghu. Come to meet the master's enemy.

Although he is the enemy of the master, he is still his elder in Xu Buyan.

However, Xu Buyan's words were not limited to the four sentences just now, he suddenly moved forward again, and even reached out to lightly knock on the firewood door. This time, his voice was more hearty, and his tone seemed to fluctuate.

I just heard him say in a warm voice: "Dare to ask if my mother-in-law is at home? My son-in-law Xu Buyan, I came to see you tonight. If it is convenient for my mother-in-law, please say something. When my son-in-law came, I was a little hungry, and I really wanted to go home and eat something warm. Food……"

"My God!" A Hong exclaimed next to her, subconsciously covering her mouth with her hand.

She couldn't believe that her dull husband could say such a thing.

Listen, the younger son-in-law is hungry and wants to go home for a meal. This is a serious act of coquettishness to his mother-in-law as a junior. Which mother-in-law in the world doesn't like this kind of son-in-law?

At this moment, the thatched hut in the small courtyard finally moved, but after hearing the door creak, a slightly old figure slowly walked out.

This figure is not someone else, it is Aunt Tian!

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Chapter 820 The moon is the hometown of Ming Dynasty

The temples are a little gray, and the face is a little vicissitudes. When Han Yue first met Aunt Tian, ​​he thought she was a shrew, but now Aunt Tian's face is full of kindness.

A ray of moonlight quietly fell, smearing the small yard like flowing water, tears overflowed from Ah Hong's eyes suddenly, and she threw herself into the past like a tired bird returning to the forest.

Aunt Tian stretched out her hand to caress her daughter's hair, then raised her head and glanced at Xu Buyan. Her voice did not have the rough and fierce taste of the past at all, but when she listened carefully, she had a lively and gentle feeling. She smiled and pointed at Xu Buyan. She waved her hands, and with every gesture, she was clearly an old woman who was looking forward to her son-in-law and daughter returning home.

She said softly: "Go home when you come. I cooked a lot of dishes tonight. I guess you will come too. If you don't come, you will be sad for your mother..."

Xu Buyan fell to the ground in a serious manner, and even banged his head six times in a row, and then he got up with a straight face, and said with a serious face: "Mother-in-law is on top, my son-in-law is polite and the first three are, it's me. Yes, the last three heads belong to Junior Brother!"

Aunt Tian chuckled, her brows and eyes extremely kind.

She put her arms around her daughter Ah Hong with one arm, and made two moves at Xu Buyan with the other, and suddenly sighed softly: "It's a pity that Yue'er is in Lingnan, otherwise we would really be reunited tonight. Since the old man left, I've been here more and more It's getting colder and colder, that child is a bad breed, he knew he wanted to call me my aunt, but he never came to the door!"

Xu Buyan said nothing, and silently stepped forward to support Aunt Tian. He suddenly raised his head in surprise and stared at his mother-in-law.

Just a moment ago, Xu Buyan had noticed that the internal force in his mother-in-law's meridians was bulging. The feeling was like the Yangtze River, perhaps a bit more tyrannical than his internal force.

However, Aunt Tian didn't look like a master at all. Instead, Xu Buyan supported her with a smile on her face. She was babbling, like an old woman with a broken mouth. Because she suddenly saw her relatives, she was full of complaints.

"Hmph, this stinky boy Yue'er, wait for me to accompany the old man's grave for a few more years, and when he is old and can't walk, I will go to Lingnan to disturb him. He founded the country and became the emperor, and I want him to retire..."

This seemed like a joke, but Xu Buyan nodded solemnly.

In ancient times, etiquette was very important. The son-in-law was only half a son, and he could be filial to his father-in-law and mother-in-law, but he was not qualified to talk about old-age care. This old-age care does not mean providing for the elderly, but referring to the old man wearing hemp and filial piety after his death.

Uncle Tian is Qianlong, and also the soul father of Han Yue before crossing. After crossing, he married Aunt Tian, ​​so according to Zheng Li, Aunt Tian is Han Yue's mother.

Although Aunt Tian has nothing to do with Han Yue, from the perspective of Uncle Tian, ​​she is Han Yue's mother, and if she is a mother, she has to send her to the end of the year. Aunt Tian's words are not awkward anywhere.

Aunt Tian was still chattering, like an old rural woman, but Xu Buyan clearly felt that his mother-in-law's inner strength was unparalleled, and he couldn't understand for a long time with a blank face on his face.

This mother-in-law has never heard her name in the world. Her master Ziyang Zhenren and her father-in-law Qianlong have been fighting for a lifetime. If the father-in-law had the help of the mother-in-law, I am afraid it would have been a different ending.

Aunt Tian scolded Han Yue who was far away in Lingnan for a long time, then suddenly turned her head and started to reprimand her daughter again, her tone was obviously very dissatisfied, and she showed her love again.

But her face was stern, she deliberately pretended to be very angry, and reprimanded loudly: "Look at yourself, you are also in your 30s now, and you still look like a little girl all day long, wearing red clothes, Is it useful to dress up beautifully? You have to have a baby quickly, and you run around with your husband all day, shouting and killing. You really think your brother needs help. Who in this world can harm him? Neither of the couple can worry Man, when will I be able to hold my grandson as a mother..."