Siheyuan: Tathagata's Palm suppresses the entire courtyard!

Xu Xiaofeng thought about it and recalled: "He just said he was going out for a while, so there's no need to wait for him for dinner."

Yang Shumao thought for a moment, then said, "Let's go back to where he was last seen. Maybe there are some clues there."

The group hit it off and hurried out. They came to the place where Uncle Xu was last seen and carefully searched every corner around him, hoping to find some useful clues.

Under the moonlight, their figures seemed a little lonely. The night wind blew across their faces, bringing a hint of coolness, but their hearts were burning. They were unwilling to give up, unwilling to let any possible clues slip through their fingertips.

"Brother Yang, I think we should search separately, so we can find Uncle Xu faster." Xie Zhiqiang suggested.

Yang Shumao nodded: "Okay, let's search separately and be careful."

The two men started their own search, carefully observing every corner. They walked along the streets, through the alleys, and carefully searched every place where Uncle Xu might be hiding.

Yang Shumao stopped and looked around, and found a dark shadow swaying in a corner. He walked towards it quickly, and Xie Zhiqiang followed behind him.

"Is anyone there? Is that you, Uncle Xu?" Yang Shumao shouted, his voice sounding particularly clear in the silent night.

The black shadow stopped shaking, and an old man slowly walked out of the darkness. His clothes were tattered, and there was a hint of panic and confusion on his face.

"Are you...looking for me?" The old man's voice trembled slightly, and he was obviously frightened by the sudden appearance of two people.

Yang Shumao stepped forward and said gently, "Yes, we are looking for Uncle Xu. Have you seen him?"

The old man thought about it, then shook his head: "No, I...I don't know what you are talking about."

Yang Shumao and Xie Zhiqiang looked at each other, feeling somewhat disappointed. They felt that the old man seemed to be speaking unclearly, and he might not know where he was or what had happened.

"So, have you been here for a long time?" Xie Zhiqiang tried to continue asking.

The old man was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, I've been here for a while. I... I'm lost."

Yang Shumao sighed inwardly, realizing that the old man might have lost his mind and was unable to express his situation clearly. He decided to take the old man back to the village first and then decide what to do next.

"Uncle, can we take you back to the village first?" Yang Shumao said patiently.

The old man hesitated for a moment, then nodded and followed the two out of the alley. The night wind gently brushed their faces, and the stars in the sky twinkled faintly.

After returning to the village, Yang Shumao and Xie Zhiqiang brought the old man to Xu Xiaofeng's doorstep. Xu Xiaofeng was relieved to see them coming back.

"Uncle Yang, Uncle Xie, have you found grandpa?" Xu Xiaofeng asked anxiously.

Yang Shumao shook his head and said softly: "We didn't find Uncle Xu, but we met this old man on the road. He might have lost his way."

Xu Xiaofeng walked up to the old man and asked him about his condition. The old man seemed to feel familiar with Xu Xiaofeng and smiled slightly.

"Xiaofeng, who are you?" The old man's voice was a little confused.

Xu Xiaofeng was shocked. She felt as if her heart was tugged by something, and her eyes became moist. She gently took the old man's hand and said softly, "Grandpa, I am Xiaofeng."

The old man blinked, as if trying to recall something. Then, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, as if he had found a little clue to his memory.

"Xiaofeng...is that you? My Xiaofeng..." The old man's voice was trembling a little, but his eyes were full of tenderness and kindness.

Xu Xiaofeng burst into tears, she hugged the old man tightly, and the worry and anxiety in her heart seemed to disappear at once. She felt the familiar breath of her grandfather, as if she had found the long-lost family affection.

Yang Shumao and Xie Zhiqiang were filled with emotion when they saw this scene. They realized that although Uncle Xu might have some dementia, he was still a family member to them and was worth cherishing.

"Xiaofeng, let's take your grandpa home first." Yang Shumao said softly.

Xu Xiaofeng nodded, tears still flowing, and she helped the old man back home. Yang Shumao and Xie Zhiqiang stayed with them and helped deal with some follow-up matters.

Late at night, Yang Shumao and Xie Zhiqiang said goodbye to Xu Xiaofeng's family and returned to their own homes. They were filled with emotion and had a deeper understanding of family and friendship in life.

The next day, Xu Xiaofeng brought his grandfather to Yang Shumao's house early in the morning and expressed his sincere gratitude.

"Uncle Yang, Uncle Xie, thank you for your help last night. Without you, I don't know what I would do." Xu Xiaofeng's eyes were full of gratitude.

Xu Xiaofeng cried bitterly, tears rolling down her cheeks like beads from a broken string. Although her grandfather was by her side, he had lost himself in the long river of time. He had been a strong pillar in her life, but now he had become so fragile. She couldn't accept this change.

Yang Shumao and Xie Zhiqiang were also very sad when they saw this. They could feel Xu Xiaofeng's pain and helplessness, but they could not give her more comfort. They could only quietly accompany her and let her vent her sadness.

"Xiaofeng, don't be sad." Yang Shumao comforted her softly, "Although your grandfather is a little demented now, he is still by your side. We will always be with you."

Xie Zhiqiang also continued: "Yes, Xiaofeng, you are not alone, we will always support you."

Xu Xiaofeng raised her head, wiped away her tears, nodded slightly, and looked at the two elders gratefully: "Thank you, you have always supported me."

Yang Shumao and Xie Zhiqiang both smiled, knowing that although the difficulties ahead might be difficult, as long as they have each other's support and help, everything will become stronger.

Back home, Yang Shumao sat in front of the window, gazing at the stars in the night sky. His heart was filled with emotion. The road of life is always full of challenges and difficulties, but as long as there is the company of family and friendship, everything will become better.

The next day, Yang Shumao and Xie Zhiqiang went to Xu Xiaofeng's home again to visit her and her grandfather. Although Xu Xiaofeng was still in grief, she showed strength and courage. She was determined to take good care of her grandfather so that he could get the best care and love for the rest of his life.

Yang Shumao and Xie Zhiqiang also promised her that they would provide help and support at any time. They knew that although this road might be difficult, everything would be easier as long as they had each other's company.