Quick travel god stick demeanor

At the beginning of March, the sky was gray, with spring rains and coolness everywhere.

In the cemetery, pedestrians without umbrellas left one after another.

Slowly, in the empty cemetery, only rows of tombstones and a young man remained.

The young man's face was pale, his lips were extremely thin and bloodless, and the red mole between his eyebrows was dull, as if he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, and he seemed to have not eaten properly.But he looks neat and formally dressed, wearing a black suit and a black woolen overcoat. It's not like visiting a grave, but more like meeting an old friend who deserves the most upright attitude.

The boundless spring rain falls like a grand and sad lament.

Xie Ange held an umbrella, feeling that there was only himself and everything in front of him left in the world. This feeling made him feel at ease and made him intoxicated.

He stared intently at the tombstone in front of him, to be precise - it was the old man in the black and white photo.

Thin, kind, and bright-eyed.

The left hand holding the umbrella handle has pale bones, and the right hand holding the white chrysanthemum puts the bouquet on the ground, and slowly caresses the tombstone with a very precious gesture.

"Grandpa." Xie Ange said softly, fearing that a louder voice would disturb the dead here, "I'm here."

"Now, Dad and Mom are doing well." He said each word seriously, and when he thought of the lively and lovely twin brothers and sisters, he showed a little soft expression, "Yangyang and Yueyue are also doing well." .”

After a long silence, Xie Ange finally talked about himself: "I'm fine too."

It has been a year since my grandfather passed away, and the time to return to normal life has long since returned.

Another long silence.

Before coming here, there were many things I wanted to say to the elders who loved him the most in the world.When I came, I didn't know what to say.

There is silence all around, except for the sound of rain.

The cemetery, rain, and coldness are exactly the rhythm of the upcoming ghost movie.

Xie Ange is not afraid at all, because his grandfather is here.

It wasn't until it was getting late that he left with slightly tired steps.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the sky was getting darker.

At the corner, the tired driver's vision was blurred, and he couldn't see whether it was a figure or a utility pole in front of him. He subconsciously turned the dial.

boom--

The sirens of police cars and ambulances sounded quickly.

Darkness fell and death approached.

No pain, no unwillingness, just total acceptance and peace.

People say that at the moment before death, the most important memories in one's life will be like a slide show, which will be passed by in a blink of an eye.

For some reason, Xie Ange clearly remembered an event buried deep in his memory.

In summer, with the sound of cicadas, the three of them hugged each other under the big pine tree, grandpa was waving a cattail leaf fan, sitting on a stone bench, drinking tea from an enamel cup, looking very comfortable.

Xie Ange imitated his grandfather, also holding an enamel cup, drinking in a resemblance, with a red mole between his eyebrows, like a fairy boy.

The visitor from the opposite side stared at Xie Ange's face, looked again and again, then pulled his beard, and said with a little confusion: "Brother Xie, your grandson has an extraordinary face! It's just that the tails of the eyebrows are raised, and the lips are thin and light-colored. The sign of longevity. The red mole on the eyebrow is like a person outside the square. Only by becoming a monk can this short-lived situation be solved."

Mr. Xie had selective amnesia and only listened to the first half of the sentence, and said triumphantly: "My grandson is naturally extraordinary!"

The guest smiled wryly.

After the strange guest left, Grandpa sighed lightly and briefly.

In a daze, with consciousness fluctuating between half-dream and half-awake, Xie Ange vaguely heard many noises, human voices, footsteps, the rustling of clothes rubbing, and sounds from movements mixed together, disturbing one's slumber.

"Congratulations, Alang! Congratulations, Alang! The lady gave birth to a big fat man!"

Thinking of the large sum of red envelopes she was about to get, Wen Po said happily, regardless of fatigue and sweat.

"Good! Good! Good!" The man outside the door let out a long sigh of relief, moved his numb feet, and laughed loudly.

How could Chen's father not like it when he was born at the age of one and only had a son to inherit the family business?

The head of the Chen family, who was a new father, was overjoyed, waved his sleeves, and said in a high-spirited way: "There are rewards for everything! Add three months' money!!"

When the servants heard the words, they all beamed with joy: "Thank you Alang for the reward!"

There was a lot of noise and excitement, and guests from the Chen residence came.

Father Chen held the tightly wrapped child in his arms, and watched his son lose his red skin and become white and fat. His eyes were round and black, like grapes imported from the Great Wall, and he laughed so hard that his teeth showed.

"My lady has come to the end of her hardships." Lan Gu tucked up the quilt that was covering her body, and glanced at the backyard, "With Mr. Lang, there will be good days in the future - and it will last! Now, the most important thing is to take care of your body. "

"Don't worry Lan Gu, Yunniang will save it." The Chen family's wife pursed her lips and smiled.

Being a mother is strong, and for the sake of your husband, no matter what, she has to live a long and long life!

A few days later, Xie Ange was finally able to see things clearly.

Wooden cradles, wooden beams, small brocade quilts, double buns, double flat buns, embroidered skirts.

——This completely proved Xie Ange's ominous premonition.

He's timeless, baby wears.

Back from the dead, the dead Xie Ange came back to life in a different world.

At this time, Xie Ange couldn't help but be thankful that his grandfather had already passed away, so he didn't have to send a white-haired person to a black-haired person.

As for parents, having younger siblings is never too sad.Yangyang and Yueyue are still young and can't remember things firmly, so they can forget about their elder brother in a few days.

If you come, you will be safe, and if you live, you will live.

But he couldn't understand what the people around him were saying, his whole body was limp and weak, and when he opened his mouth, he was crying and slobbering. He played a pure infant in his true colors, without any acting skills.

#小说话我，What about the barrier-free listening, speaking, reading and writing that was agreed upon? #

Thinking of this, Xie Ange breathed a sigh of relief, and accepted the fact that he was once a child without any psychological barriers.

Anyway, you can learn to speak from scratch.

Five years later.

The sun covered the earth, and the heat was steaming.

On the official road, a caravan meanders forward.

Pedestrians on the road, weeds beside the official road, and heavy-laden animals were all spared, and they all languished under the scorching sun.

At the front of the caravan was a bearded man. He was dressed in strong clothes, his muscles bulging out his clothes, and he was riding a tall horse.

After a while, the big man put up an awning with his hands on his eyes, looked forward for a while, and said loudly: "Brothers! Take care! There is a forest one mile ahead, it is very shady, and there is a small stream, go there Let's rest for a while!"

His voice was extremely sonorous, and he spoke deafeningly and convincingly.

As soon as the words fell, the big guys around responded loudly, with excited voices, appearing to be very convinced by the leading big man, and full of longing for the scene described by the big man.

The big guy in the lead seemed rude, but in fact he was as careful as a hair. He knew that the weather was so hot that the big guys couldn't stand it anymore, so he had to look at the plum blossoms to quench their thirst so that everyone could feel better.

Moreover, Li Dalang didn't lie, it's just that the grove is more than one mile away from here.

Li Dalang's dark red face was dripping with sweat, he wiped it with his sleeve, rode back to a carriage, and reported the matter in detail.

Hearing the words, A Lang of the Chen family didn't put on airs, but said sincerely: "Everything is due to Da Lang. Da Lang is very capable, righteous and courageous, just being an escort will not give up his talent?"

Without waiting for Li Dalang to say anything, Father Chen's eyes were full of hints, and he said earnestly: "When you return to Jinzhou, you must have a banquet for you, and let a certain treat you as a landlord."

Li Dalang looked calm on the surface, but he was quite moved by the trust and invitation of the host family in his heart.

After all, dart walking is not a long-term business. Once you get old, you will end up with injuries, and you may not have enough money.It's better to find a kind master and be a nursing home.

It's just that he was clumsy with his tongue and didn't know what to say, so he just clasped his fists and assured Father Chen: "I will live up to what A Lang entrusts me to."

Li Dalang, with a resolute expression, returned to the front with great ambition.

Alang from the Chen family smiled and nodded, and lowered the curtain.

As a successful big businessman, he also has his own thoughts. Now there is chaos in the Jin Dynasty, and bandits are rampant.There is no disadvantage in associating with such a brave and resourceful person. One more friend is one more way out.

He didn't expect that when he thought about Chengji, this back road would come in handy soon.

Inside the spacious carriage, the ice trays that were originally placed had turned into warm water.

Yunniang took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said softly, "It's getting hotter every year."

"Mother, let's cool off." Little Bean Ding Xie Ange took off the cold jade around his neck, and stuck it on the head of his mother in this life.

"Longevity has a heart," Yun Niang even in such a hot summer, her smile is still as gentle as the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and she hangs the cold jade she got for a lot of money back on Xie Ange's neck, "Mother is not hot, longevity is still young, it should be cooler .”

Changshou is Xie Ange's nickname, and he entrusts his parents with the most simple expectations of him.

For such a sweetheart, the Chen family's parents haven't been able to get a big name worthy of their son, so they have been using a nickname.

Hearing this, Father Chen laughed and said, "Madam, don't worry, Li Dalang just said that there is a forest not far ahead, where the shade is extremely cool, just take a rest."

"Daddy!" Xie Five Years Old Pampered An Ge couldn't help asking, "When are we going to Jinzhou? It's so hot!"

Regardless of the intense heat, Father Chen hugged his precious son loosely, and comforted him: "Hurry up, tomorrow will be here."

"Daddy has said this many times." Xie Ange wrinkled his nose.

Yunniang curled her index finger, scratched her son's little nose, and said amusedly, "Don't Changshou want to go to Jinzhou to pay homage to Weng Weng and Grandmother?"

"I think," Xie Ange thought of his loving grandfather, lowered his head, and sighed like a little adult, "but why don't we go when it's cold?"

Chen's father laughed out loud, and said: "Good son, if you are rich, you will not return to your hometown, just like a night walk in brocade clothes!"

Xie Ange sighed secretly, because he had an ominous premonition.

The last time he had this premonition was when he had a car accident after sweeping his grandfather's grave and traveled across the new world.

I really hope my hunch is not so accurate.