The Eastern Invincible Harvested Grass to Blackwood Cliff

In the simple and uncontested small mountain village in the mountains, the adults work at sunrise and rest at sunset, and the children spend their childhood happily in catching fish, playing in the mud, and helping the adults do some work within their capabilities. However, no one thought that such an ordinary and simple happy life would be broken overnight.

The family was ruined and devastated, the corpses of relatives and neighbors were scattered all over the ground, the blood stained the soil, and the fire blazed into the sky and burned the joy of the past. Brother Xiong, who has always been friends with him, discovered the mountain village on fire. At that time, he had lost his intuition, but his hands still hugged his parents tightly and refused to separate.

Brother Xiong helped him dig a grave on the top of the mountain, and buried his parents properly. At that time, he stood on the hill and looked down, his finger pierced his palm. Everything you want to protect.

This kind of obsession turned into a demon in the end. When Ren Woxing handed over the Sunflower Book to him, he did not hesitate to choose to learn this unrivaled martial arts from the palace. I dare not go to my parents' graves to pay respects.

The body, hair and skin are affected by parents who dare not damage them; there are three ways to be unfilial, and there are no offspring... When his mood began to change, when he began to yearn for an ordinary woman, conflicting emotions entangled in his heart, and finally he chose to escape.

But today, Deng Jiuru's words evoked the fear and distress buried in the deepest part of his heart. Standing on the black wood cliff, the mountains and dense forests below can be seen at a glance. Although the small mountain village full of childhood joy is small and invisible, The orientation is undefeated in the East, but it will never be forgotten.

Dongfang Bubai looked at Deng Jiuru who was holding the fine wine, Deng Jiuru held up the wine jar, smiled at Dongfang Bubai, his peach blossom eyes were full of memories: "My dead father likes to drink the most, but my mother takes care of him tightly, He probably won’t be able to drink it underground, so I wait for this time every year to satisfy his hunger! Well, I’ll bring him a few more jars this year. This year, I’ll take my wife to meet their elders. I guess my mother will be happy, maybe Let him drink more!"

"I'm a man." No matter how much he wants to be a woman and regards himself as a woman, this is an undeniable fact. They have worshiped heaven and earth and become relatives, and they are a legitimate couple, but he will never be able to be an ordinary man. What a wife can do is to carry on the family line and reproduce the offspring.

"The ugly daughter-in-law also wants to see her parents-in-law. My parents love me the most, and they will definitely like you." Deng Jiuru knew Dongfang Bubai's anxiety, but now Dongfang Bubai doesn't know it. The parents he said were Uncle Deng who loved Dongfang the most when he was young. Aunt Deng, but you will know soon, won't you?

"Daughter-in-law, help me get two jugs of wine." Deng Jiuru asked Dongfang Bubai to help him carry two more jugs. The two of them walked through the mountains without taking a carriage.

After walking for a quarter of an hour, Dongfang Bubai suddenly said: "If you like children, I will find a woman to give birth to you, and then the two of us will raise him up."

Deng Jiuru stopped in his tracks, turned his head to look at Dongfang Bubai, with an unprecedented seriousness on his face: "No, I don't care if it's not your child."

Dongfang Bubai sighed, but couldn't help but feel a little joy in his heart, and then remembered his parents who dared not face their dead for so many years, Dongfang Bubai took a deep breath, maybe, he was too obsessed.

"After paying homage to the second elder, I will take you to pay homage to my parents."

"Well, a son-in-law also needs to meet his father-in-law and mother-in-law!" Deng Jiuru swept away the seriousness on his face, and smiled brightly again: "I'm not bragging, they must like me!"

Back then, Uncle Dong and Aunt Dong loved him the most. Every time he was thirsty, he was given honey water to drink!

Deng Jiuru passed out beside his parents back then. When Su Baiyun rescued him, he did not take his parents' corpses with him. When he healed his wounds and returned to the small mountain village, the village had already been burnt down. He went to his house I cleaned up the charred things at home, managed to find some good things from inside, and set up a clothes tomb for my parents on the top of the west mountain.

Dongfang Bubai followed Deng Jiuru to the West Mountain, and was surprised to find that the mountain village was very clear from the top of the mountain. Dongfang Bubai had a faint thought in his heart, and looked at Deng Jiuru with more inquiry in his eyes.

Deng Jiuru put down the wine, then turned around and took Dongfang Bubai's hand, his eyes were full of grievances: "Hey, you have been on my mind for so many years, but you are heartless, you have completely forgotten me!"

"You..." Dongfang Bubai stared blankly at Deng Jiuru in front of him. There are countless people with the same name and surname in the world. He didn't care when he heard the name. After all, he was the only one in the mountain village who was not at large. After a catastrophe, the rest of the people died tragically on the spot. His family and Deng's family are neighbors. He saw the neighbor's brother Jiuru lying beside his parents, bleeding all over the ground.

Deng Jiuru raised his eyebrows: "I am blessed with great fortune, and I met my master."

"It's really you?" Dongfang Bubai couldn't help but began to recall the blurred original appearance in his heart, "He is a little fat man with a chubby face, and his stomach is flickering when he runs. Daddy loves to touch He fed him honey water for his little round belly, and said it was a general's belly, maybe a big general will come out of the village in the future. And..."

Dongfang Bubai looked at Deng Jiuru: "He is one year older than me."

Deng Jiuru pointed to his nose: "I'm older than you, but I have a baby face, and I also have a headache. Also, when you caught fish and fell into the water when you were young, I was the one who picked you up. I carried you home when you climbed a tree and fell, and I gave you half of the candies my mother gave me during the Chinese New Year, and you forgot that I was so good to you, just remember that I am a little fat man!"

The two of them stared wide-eyed, and finally both laughed: "So it's really you."

It turned out to be like this, that's why I didn't care to be with him when we met for the first time, why I stubbornly worshiped the world, and why I wanted to be with him unconditionally. The two shadows of Deng Jiuru's appearance merged together in the bottom of my heart.

Deng Jiuru took Dongfang Bubai's hand, "Ma'am, let's pay our respects to our parents."

"Ah."

The two knelt down on their knees, kowtowed three times to the tombstone, then opened the wine jar and spilled the wine on the ground.

"Father, mother, my son brought his daughter-in-law to see you. Look, he is Xiao Fang from back then. Every time he cries, mother, you coax him to eat sweet buns. When I cry, you pinch me." My ears scolded me for being worthless. Xiao Fang, who loved you so much back then, has her son married back as a wife. Mother, you must be happy for me, right? Well, mother, you must be happy for me, so give my father a drink today. Let's go!"

Therefore, Deng Jiuru was also very rascal in front of the grave, talking to himself very happily, Dongfang Bubai listened, and the ups and downs and contradictions in his heart gradually subsided.

The dead are dead, they are still alive, they are very happy to live, parents will be happy for them, right?

"My father likes to use the stream water in our mountain stream the most. He always says it is sweeter than the water in the well. Every day before dawn, he goes into the mountain stream to fetch water to fill the tank. Today I will also fetch water for my father. " Dongfang Bubai smiled in relief, and Deng Jiuru held the four empty wine jars and walked towards the back mountain that was very familiar when they were young.

The mountain stream is still clear, flowing down from the mountain to the bottom of the pool, making a clear sound of water hitting. Dongfang Bubai held two empty wine jars, and jumped up to the highest point of the mountain stream with a light tap of his toes. , The water from the mountain stream poured in along the mouth of the wine jar.

Using strength to turn around in the air, the empty jar in the other hand also began to be filled with stream water, and when this one was also full, Dongfang Bubai jumped down and gently landed on the edge of the pool.

Deng Jiuru by the pool kept looking up at Dongfang Bubai, feeling very happy, his wife's Qinggong is also good-looking!

"My lady, I'll also go up and fetch a jar of water for my father-in-law and mother-in-law."

Different from Dongfang Bubai's floating figure, Dongfang Bubai is standing on the cliff and dangling in the air. Deng Jiuru just wanted to be funny, pawing at the cliff like a monkey, holding a jar in one hand, and the other jar in his mouth inside.

Dongfang Bubai saw it from below, and couldn't help but shook his head with a smile. No wonder he always thought that Deng Jiuru was young, and with his temperament, he was still like a big child.

After Deng Jiuru also jumped down from the mountain, Dongfang Bubai took him to the top of his parents' mountain.

Coincidentally, this place happened to be far away from the mountain where Deng Jiuru's parents were. Deng Jiuru held Dongfang Bubai's hand: "Their relatives are really close."

Dongfang Bubai didn't say anything, he knelt down on the ground with a plop, and Deng Jiuru also knelt down, and the two of them kowtowed respectfully. Dongfang Bubai poured mountain water on his parents' graves, and said, "I'm not filial. The son has no face to see the second elder."

"Father-in-law, mother-in-law, I will definitely take good care of your son. When you were young, mother-in-law, you said you liked me the most. If you want to recognize me as a godson, now I am your son-in-law, but I am your son." !" Deng Jiuru recalled his childhood, and his voice was full of nostalgia.

When the two got up and returned to Heimuya, standing on Heimuya and looking down, the mood was very different from before, the two of them suddenly hugged each other tightly, the mountain wind blew past, but they couldn't blow away their bodies The warm warmth between.

"Let's live together, live well, live happily, father and mother will bless us."

"Ah."

"Teacher... the master..." So, there are always ignorant people who will disturb the couple who are about to kiss together.