[Genshin] When Crumb Nut Leaves Tivat

Twilight fell.

Hu Tao and the Yang family surrounded the furnace, watching the golden paper ingots burn to nothingness, watching the red flames bring paper ashes flying into the courtyard, just like summer snow, ephemeral and illusory.

"Tell me, can the ancestors receive our wishes?" Yang Lin stretched out his hand, trying to catch the gray snowflakes in front of him, but it was in vain.

"Some letters are just for sending out, and I don't care if there is an answer." Hu Tao patted the dust off her body without hesitation.

Yang Lin looked at her side face illuminated by the fire, and raised the corners of his mouth, "You always have a reason."

Grandma's dinner is very rich, chicken, duck, fish ribs, and shrimp balls that walnuts fell in love with after taking a bite.

The walnuts like the broken horseshoe inside, which is crunchy and refreshing, which not only enhances the taste, but also neutralizes the salty smell of seafood.

"Oh, I officially announce that shrimp dumplings are not as good as shrimp balls!" Hu Tao ate several in one go.

"Shrimp dumplings, are you from Guangdong?" There were not many children on the table, and the adults took special care of Hu Tao and Yang Lin.But Yang Lin was stuffy, and couldn't hold his breath for a long time, so everyone gradually turned their attention to Hu Tao while chatting.

"It's said that it's from Amu Yang Lin, so it must be from Guangdong!"

"No wonder, the girl from Guangdong is Shuiling!"

"Are you in high school?" The relatives chattered, all of them were very interested in walnuts.

Encountered this difficult question again, Hu Tao secretly glanced at Yang Lin, and seeing that he didn't respond, she answered boldly: "I don't need to go to school!"

"Huh?" The dining table was surprised in unison.

Yang Lin lost his mind for a while, but he didn't expect Hu Tao to start talking nonsense again, "The confession I made before was obviously graduated, so why did it become that I don't need to go to school again?"

He quickly returned to his senses and pricked up his ears.

"The family hired a teacher for me, so I don't have to go to school like other people." Hu Tao is not very serious every time he speaks serious words, but he is a bit serious when he speaks serious words.

Even adults can't tell the truth from reality.

"Study at home? Then what do you study?" Uncle Yang was very curious.

"Manage the family business." Hu Tao smiled.

"Family... family business!" Everyone looked at me and you, wondering, "What does your family do?"

"Tourism management!" Yang Lin put down his chopsticks with a snap, preventing Hu Tao from revealing himself.

"Their purpose is to take a trip to the world, and you must be happy and comfortable, right?" Yang Lin hinted frantically.

Hu Tao nodded thoughtfully, "That's not wrong."

"Then what do you usually study?" The second uncle continued to ask.

Before the "mourning" of Hu Tao's funeral etiquette was spoken, Yang Lin said it for her, "Voice! Voices from all countries!"

"In their line of business, they have to learn the languages ​​and accents of different countries in order to serve more customers, right?" Yang Lin couldn't sit still, and if they continued talking like this, they would definitely reveal their secrets.

Hurry up and pull Hu Tao out of this place of right and wrong.

"It's amazing!" The adults watched the two children leave, and their laughter faded away.

"What are you doing?!" Hu Tao was pulled away by him, not knowing why he was panicking.

"Don't tell others too much about your origin, your identity, how wrong you are!" Yang Lin's tone was slightly dissatisfied, "I said it a long time ago, not everyone can accept the matter of time travel. If people find out, they will only think you are crazy."

"No. I just..." Walnut wanted to explain.

"You just want to say that your family is in the funeral business, right? I've also said that the funeral industry is not welcome in our country, and it's strange that you don't study to do this at your age."

"You are wrong, Yang Lin. In every place, funerals scare ordinary people, but no matter how frightened they are, they will not deny the meaning of its existence. The strange thing is you, Yang Lin."

"...The strange thing is you, Yang Lin..." These words lingered in Yang Lin's ears repeatedly like a curse.

The days in August are sweltering and long.

However, Yang Lin felt cold all over his body, that nightmarish summer, those years away from home, that floating corpse floating on the shallows... like vines emerging from the deep sea, sticking to him wetly, pulling him, and falling ,out of control.

"Yang Lin!" Hu Tao had never seen Yang Lin like this.In her impression, Yang Lin has always been rational and reliable, and occasionally a bit stubborn, but he will control his temper well. It is definitely not what he is now, as if he has suffered mental destruction.

"Yang Lin, what's wrong with you, don't scare me!" Hu Tao held his hand tightly and supported him.

"I'm not wrong!" Beads of sweat slid down his forehead, he squinted at Hu Tao, and repeated this sentence, "I'm not wrong."

After repeating it at least five times, Yang Lin's eyes returned to normal.

He shook off Walnut's warm palm and left without saying a word.

Looking at his thin back, Hu Tao suddenly remembered that he was only a 14-year-old boy, a boy trapped in some inexplicable emotions.

"Yang Lin." Hu Tao stopped him from afar, "I'm sorry."

Yang Lin paused and didn't respond, not because he didn't want to accept the apology, but because he was tired, so tired that he didn't know how to respond.

Hu Tao took two steps forward, stopped, and then quickly chased after him, "Yang Lin... between us, right or wrong, good or bad."

Yang Lin finally looked back at her, "OK."

Without discussing right and wrong, without trying to correct each other, there will be no disputes.

The two stayed at grandma's house for a while.

Before leaving, grandma stopped Yang Lin and said she wanted to show him something.

The second uncle looked hesitant to speak, but he didn't say much, shook his head and left.

Grandma's room is very small, with not a lot of furniture, an old-fashioned canopy bed, a dresser that has been passed down for generations, and a bedside table made of pear blossom wood.

Grandma bent down and took out a drawing from the bedside table.

"I heard from your second uncle that you have inherited your father's craftsmanship and are going to participate in the paper-making competition." Grandma's eyes softened, "I think after so many years, you should understand your father, why don't you finish this thing for him Bar."

Yang Lingang and Hu Tao experienced a mental confrontation, and his mind was not particularly clear-headed, so he took it like that. Normally, he would definitely find a way to refuse.

"What's this?" Hu Tao looked at the laid out blueprints, unexpectedly feeling a little familiar.

"His father, he often has some fantastic ideas. He thinks that most people will voluntarily go into reincarnation after death, but there are always some people who have regrets about the past and are reluctant to leave. Wandering souls, so, he wants to give these wandering souls a place to live. This place is different from the underworld we often say, and it is not the paradise in Western mythology. It is a transitional place, called, what is it called? What?" Grandma thought hard.

"The boundary between life and death?" Hu Tao said it for her.

"Yes, yes, life and death." Grandma's wrinkled fingers stroked the secret landscape on the picture, and the corners of her eyes were slightly moist, "Your father is really a smart and kind child."

"Can it be done?" Grandma raised her head and looked at him expectantly.

Yang Lin was holding the blueprint in his hand, his veins were bulging.

"Grandma, I will make it together with him." Hu Tao helped him put away the blueprints, and put them away by himself, without giving them to him again.

"..."

On the way back, Yang Lin was unhappy.

Originally, he was full of anticipation and joy when he saw his grandma goodbye. As a result, after the whole day, he not only thought of the embarrassing past, but also accepted the last thing he didn't want to do.

I noticed Yang Lin's resentful eyes.

Hu Tao laughed awkwardly, "Don't blame me for making my own decisions, it doesn't matter if you don't do it, I can do it myself!"

Hu Tao patted his chest to promise, but Yang Lin didn't buy it at all.

"Tell me the reason. You knew that I would be unhappy if you did this, but you did it anyway. It's not like you." Yang Lin's voice revealed tiredness, and it's no use blaming her now.

"Yeah. Liyue also has this place, and it's very similar." Standing under the street lamp, Hu Tao reopened the blueprint.

"Maybe my time travel is related to your father."