Don't Forget Everything

The afternoon sun was very good, and the mulberry leaves of the old Xu's family were spread out to dry. When the children were full, they took Song Yilin and ran out to play all over the mountains and plains.

Wen Ran helped Mrs. Xu clean up the kitchen and fed the silkworms.

Almost every family in Xiushan County raises silkworms, and everyone can weave and embroider. However, mulberry planting requires land. There is a mulberry garden here that belongs to Song Yilin, and only Lao Xu and his family grow it. It is a very good business.

"Oh, it's rare for Mr. Wen to come to play. How dare you ask Mr. Wen to help!" Mrs. Xu snatched the bamboo orchid from Wen Ran's hand, and put the mulberry leaves aside, "Mr. Wen, why don't you go to the house and drink some tea? Rest for a while. It must have been hard work in the early morning."

Wen Ran smiled: "It's okay, sister-in-law Xu, I'm not working here. It's just dividing the mulberry leaves into the baskets. It doesn't take a little effort, sister-in-law Xu, let me play for a while?"

"Mr. Wen, if you want to play, how about going outside to bask in the sun with Brother Song? The sun is fine today, and the wind is not too strong."

Sister-in-law Xu looked at Wen Ran with a smile, her face was indescribably complicated and clear, as if she was looking at her newly married daughter, her eyes were full of joy, and Wen Ran blushed.

"Um... sister-in-law Xu, can you tell me something about Brother Song's past?"

"There are so many things about the past. Mr. Wen wants to hear it, so go into the room and sit and listen. I'll call Old Xu back and ask him to talk about it for you."

Wen Ran wanted to stop her, but Mrs. Xu had already stepped out of the door and called out to Old Xu.

"Sit in Mr. Wen's room."

"Sister-in-law Xu, I heard from Brother Song that Brother Xu and Brother Song are from the same village?"

"That's right," Mrs. Xu made a cup of tea for Wen Ran, "That's...well, 15 years ago, there was a big flood in Haiyuan, and I don't know how many people were displaced and how many people were swept away by the river. Xu and many other people fled northward together, and many died of starvation along the way. After walking for two months, I couldn't hold on any longer. Old Xu almost cut off his own flesh and gave it to me to eat..."

When Mrs. Xu talked about the past, there was no longer much sadness on her face. Those relatives and friends who died have all returned to dust, and those who survived are still around, so there is nothing to lament.

Wen Ran didn't interrupt Mrs. Xu's story, and Mrs. Xu sighed softly, "Brother Song was only nine years old at that time, and a child followed him all the way from Haiyuan to Fancheng. On the way, someone would see him as pitiful and would give him a bite. People Ah, I was so hungry that I wanted to eat people, so what’s the point of bullying a child, for half a piece of biscuit, I almost beat Brother Song to death. Old Xu couldn’t stand it, so he drove the group of lunatics away. Brother Song gave Old Xu He kowtowed and said he would remember Lao Xu's life-saving grace."

Sister-in-law Xu smiled and shook her head: "Old Xu just yelled loudly, and he didn't even have the strength to shake his fist. It's not a life-saving grace. On the next day and night, Brother Song secretly stuffed half a piece of sesame seed cake for Old Xu. Later, every few days, Song Ge would send us some food, even if it was just rotten vegetable roots, it saved the lives of our couple, Song Ge, is our savior."

Wen Ran listened to the old stories from Mrs. Xu's mouth, as if she could imagine what Song Yilin looked like when she was a child, but she couldn't.Song Yilin didn't even say a single harsh word in front of him, and always had a smiling face with no worries at all. She could be used as a quilt even when the sky was falling, and she always comforted Wen Ran when he was most sad.Wen Ran knew very well that what moved him was not only Song Yilin's gentleness, but also his firmness, his unwavering companionship and support.Song Yilin was also his savior.

"That's right," Old Xu walked into the room, and happened to hear Xu's sister-in-law talking to Wen Ran, and said, "Afterwards, our couple settled down in Fancheng, and Brother Song said he had somewhere to go, so he left , Said that one day he would come back to repay his kindness, his earnest eyes were as sharp as a knife, I was frightened by this child. Then Brother Song left, for a whole ten years, we hardly remembered what happened back then, until five years Brother Song really came back to find us a few days ago."

Old Xu said that Song Yilin's eyes were like sharp knives, but Wen Ran seldom saw them. Song Yilin's eyebrows and eyes were as bright as spring, his mouth was as sweet as honey, and his temper was loose and loose.But Wen Ran seemed to know very well in his heart that Song Yilin with knife-like eyes was the real Song Yilin, with unavoidable and unstoppable sharpness.

Old Xu and Mrs. Xu told Wen Ran a lot of old things, most of which were Song Yilin's nonsense jokes. From these stories, Wen Ran heard about Song Ge who was jumping up and down all day, living a free and easy life, which made Wen Ran burst into laughter.

When Song Yilin came back, Wen Ran was drinking the third cup of tea.

"Hey, what are you talking about, so happy?" Song Yilin moved to Wen Ran's side, "I'm thirsty."

Wen Ran handed the teacup in his hand to Song Yilin, and said with a smile, "Brother Xu said, when you first came to Xiushan County, you had to join in the fun and learn how to raise silkworms. You begged a lot of silkworm seeds to go back, and came back a few days later to talk about your The baby silkworms are all dead, so they insisted that the mulberry leaves are not good, and even messed around with Brother Xu. In fact, someone took the mulberry leaves back and put them in the yard. When it rained, they fed the baby silkworms directly, and ended up killing the baby silkworms. They all ate to death."

"Oh," Song Yilin frowned, and glared at Old Xu, "I've brought out such old things, so I won't have any face in front of Mr. Wen in the future."

"Hahaha, you know how to save face now, kid, but it's too late. How many absurdities have you caused us over the years? We can talk to Mr. Wen for three days and three nights."

Song Yilin snorted, and pulled Wen Ran up: "Let's go, let's go for a walk outside, we can't listen to their nonsense anymore."

Song Yilin dragged Wen Ran to escape as if she had left the old Xu's house, and trotted all the way to the hillside, side by side with Wen Ran, looking at a lush mulberry forest.The autumn wind blew by, and the leaves of the mulberry trees were dyed golden one by one, mixed with the green in the clumps, like the clouds in the sunset, which are gorgeous and beautiful.

"Does it look good?"

Wen Ran nodded deeply: "It looks good."

Song Yilin held Wen Ran's hand, and stood on the slope, watching the wind pass, the clouds pass, and the time pass.

Wen Ran turned to look at Song Yilin, and Song Yilin smiled back generously.Wen Ran thought to himself, this moment is all he has and all he wants to have.

Several children chased and beat them with branches, and their shouting broke into the two-person world of Wen Ran and Song Yilin. Song Yilin looked up and said with a smile: "This group of little monkeys should be locked up and study hard." , take care of yourself."

Wen Ran nodded lightly: "Why don't we move to Xiushan too?"

Song Yilin was taken aback: "Move here?"

"Well, it will be much more convenient if Yixue is opened here, and I can come every day, what do you think?"

Song Yilin frowned, but soon opened it again, and said to Wen Ran with a smile, "Okay, if you think it's good, we'll move."

Wen Ran was a little surprised. He thought Song Yilin would not leave Biancheng, and asked, "Is it really possible? What about Wuwangzhai?"

Song Yilin showed a very casual smile, looked into Shang Wenran's eyes, and said, "It doesn't matter where we move, if something happens, Wei Shao will naturally explain it."

Wen Ran smiled a little, but there was gloom between his brows. Xiushan County is too close, and it takes only an hour to get there. It really doesn't matter if you move or not.But what Song Yilin just said seems to be telling Wenran that the world is so big, but there is no place that Wuwangzhai cannot reach. No matter where they go, where Song Yilin goes, Wei Shao can always find it?

"I am Han Chongwen, the owner of Xuanjian Villa, you all must listen to me!"

"What is Han Chongwen? I am Chen Yuxian, the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains League. You have to listen to me!"

"Why? I want to post a hero post. Let's compete with swords. Whoever wins will be the leader!"

"Why are you arguing? If you want to say who can beat my Han Muchuan with the first sword in Jianghu? Come on, let's compare whose sword is faster!"

A few ten-year-old children chased each other with waving branches, dreaming a spring and autumn dream about heroes in the rivers and lakes in broad daylight.

Song Yilin couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, it's nice to see them messing around like this." It's just that those well-known figures in the world probably won't admit that they are so naive, they just like to fight for unnecessary fame and fortune.

Wen Ran looked at Song Yilin, and almost wanted to blurt out a question, what is your world like?And are you famous?

"Let's go," Song Yilin led Wen Ran down the slope, "We'll stay at Lao Liu's place at night."

"Aren't you going back today?"

"The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, let's have a reunion dinner with Lao Liu, Lao Xu and the others, and we will go back tomorrow."

"it is good."

The sixth child, surnamed He, everyone calls him He Liu, not the sixth oldest, he is the only one in his family, he is destined to never marry a wife, and has no children, he has a withdrawn temper, likes to drink and smoke, and doesn't like to be with others deal with.Lao Liu's yard is the largest here, with several rooms, but he is the only one to live in, and occasionally he will stay here when Song Yi comes.

At night, Lao Liu's courtyard was full of people, more than a dozen jars of wine were emptied, and the people who had been making a fuss all night at the climax of the moon were all drunk, and the women from their families came and carried them back one by one. Only the messy courtyard and the extraordinarily deserted empty courtyard were left.

Wen Ran carried Song Yilin back to the room, and dragged him to the bed with great effort. Song Yilin was still holding a wine jar in his arms, chanting: "Wen Ran...Wen Ran..."

"I am, I am."

"Wen Ran..."

Wen Ran couldn't help laughing at Song Yilin's drunken and befuddled appearance, and then couldn't help sighing.

Song Yilin was injured, Wen Ran didn't let him drink at first, but Song Yilin couldn't help pestering him, Wen Ran was too embarrassed to refuse Lao Xu's kindness, so he let Song Yilin drink two glasses, and after two glasses, there were two more glasses , I don’t know how much I drank in the end.

Wen Ran checked Song Yilin's wound, scabs had formed, and he looked fine, but he didn't know if there would be any problems tomorrow. When he returned to Biancheng tomorrow, he must take Song Yilin to see a doctor.

Wen Ran was holding the washbasin and wanted to fetch water, when he happened to see Lao Liu walking outside the woodshed with a bowl of food.

"Are you hungry? Eat."

There was no sound in the woodshed.

The sixth child put the bowl on the window: "Don't eat it and put it down."

Wen Ran overheard Song Yilin talking to the sixth child at noon. There was a person locked up in the firewood room, who seemed to be a child.

The sixth child walked away and returned to his room, and Wen Ran went to the firewood room in a strange way.

The window of the firewood room is very high, with a long and narrow side. Wen Ran is tall and slender, just enough to look into it.

When Wen Ran stood at the window, a seven or eight-year-old boy suddenly appeared, with a dirty and dark face, which shocked Wen Ran.The child was also frightened, and fell all of a sudden, with a muffled sound.

"Ouch!"

If the child's height cannot reach the window, there must be boxes, benches and the like placed under his feet.

"Are you okay? Did you fall?"

"Who are you! I'm afraid you won't scare this young master to death in the middle of the night?!"

"My name is Wen Ran, and my name is Qingyi."

"Wen Ran, the word is Qingyi? Where did you come from, a sour scholar? Why are you in this old man's yard?"

The boy stood on the bench again, showing a dirty face.

"You haven't told me yet, what's your name?" Wen Ran smiled at the child.

"I... My name is Fu Chengyun." Fu Chengyun wanted to swear at first, but when he saw Wen Ran's good looks, he couldn't swear. Instead, he blushed because of Wen Ran's gentle smile. Fortunately, His face was so dirty that he couldn't see clearly in the dark.

"Fu Chengyun, you are the brother Yun that Xiaoyuanzi said, right?"

"Do you know Mariko?"

Wen Ran nodded.

Fu Chengyun sighed: "Since you are Xiaoyuanzi's friend, please do me a favor and let me out. From now on, I, Fu Chengyun, will make a knot to repay you."

"Look at your young age, you know the allusion of knotting grass and holding rings."

Fu Chengyun cocked his mouth and snorted, thinking that this sour scholar really wanted to be his husband, so he opened his mouth and asked, "Can you help me?"

Wen Ran glanced sideways, then shook his head: "There is a lock on the door."

Fu Chengyun smiled: "No key."

Fu Chengyun held the wooden strips that sealed the window with both hands, twisted them left and right for a while, and finally removed the two wooden strips, and smiled proudly at Wen Ran: "There is only one left, unscrew it, and I can go out .”

The window is small, and an adult's stature must not be able to get out, but Fu Chengyun's small body might really be able to get out.

"Why did the sixth son lock you up?"

"That old man is sick!"

Wen Ran frowned, and asked again: "I haven't seen you before, aren't you a local?"

"My home is in Xuzhou..." Fu Chengyun blurted out, suddenly seemed to realize something, and stuffed the second half of the sentence into his own mouth, pursed his lips, held his breath and spent all his energy on twisting the window bars .

Fu Chengyun twisted and twisted, his eyes gradually turned red, and Dou Da's tears were already on the verge of falling.The boy was stubborn and full of spirit, he didn't want to cry in front of outsiders, wiped his sleeves to wipe away the tears, and made his face even dirtier.

Wen Ran looked at him, as if he had guessed something, but at the same time he didn't seem to understand.

Regarding the case in Xuzhou, he heard some gossip from Mrs. Wu, it was a massacre, a family of escorts, surnamed Fu, said that none of them survived.

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