When the flowers bloom, we will meet you again

Cun Xin didn't know what letter the Mei Shan brothers had left for Yang Jian. She only knew that Yang Jian was alone when he came back, and that Xiao Tian Quan only came back two days later. , she didn't know why, and she didn't bother to ask why.

Since that time, Yang Jian always went out every now and then, every time he went out for ten days and half a month, sometimes half a year or a year.Cun Xin went from being unaccustomed at the beginning to gradually getting used to it.

She didn't know how many years had passed like this, she only knew that both Qiao Ji and Wang Ji were old, Yang Meng's old wounds from the battlefield a few days ago had recurred, and now he couldn't do it anymore, and Yang Fu's tongue was gradually tasting. The dishes were no longer salty, and Yang Wei could no longer see the accounts sent by the shop, but Cun Xin was still so young.

Ordinary people should envy the longevity of gods, but a bunch of people in the Yang family sympathize with Cun Xin. In their opinion, ordinary people are the happiest!A whole life has passed by in a hurry, whether it is joy or sorrow, Meng Po Tang drinks everything and forgets everything, but the gods are different, their long life seems to be to bear more pain.

Cun Xin watched Yang Meng die, watched Yang Fu unable to move, and watched the two young girls gradually grow old. She felt that she was getting old too. It happened in the previous life. Cun Xin once tried to look like a mortal old woman. She was seen by Xihai Dragon Queen who came to see her daughter. The Dragon Queen lamented that her daughter still loves to play as before, and Cun Xin was also naughty and smart in front of her mother. , The Dragon Queen happily left.Cun Xin took off her old man's attire, she was still herself, an immortal dragon.

Later, when Cun Xin was alone, she would act as if her and Yang Jian's identities were indeed not suitable for living in the mortal world. Maybe they should go to Penglai Xiandao, or they should settle in Xihai.The lives of gods and mortals are different. Immortals spend decades or hundreds of years in their homes, but mortals can't even live that long.If they lived among the gods, they should be a pair of gods and couples that everyone envies. Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world.

It was a bit strange for Yang Jian to come back this time, and he did not leave after staying at home for several days.Cun Xin didn't bother to take care of him, so he cooked an extra mouthful of food at home, but Yang Jian watched Cun Xin serving tea and water for himself every day, but asked, "Why don't you invite two servants?"

"The reason for inviting someone is that you and I were just married at that time, and we didn't know anything about the family. Now that it's been so long, I can handle family affairs. After all, you and I are extraordinary, so it's better not to invite anyone anymore." Cun Xin served Yang Jian a cup of tea. She has been studying tea art in her spare time for so many years. Yang Jian’s favorite is Cun Xin’s hand-made tea technique. There are seven stalks and thirteen buds, neither strong nor weak, but surrounded by the fragrance of tea , the most relaxing.

Yang Jian took a deep breath of the tangy fragrance in the cup, looked at Cun Xin in surprise, Cun Xin smiled and said nothing, she didn't tell Yang Jian that she didn't want to be with mortals anymore, watching mortals grow old, sick and die is very important to immortal beings Definitely a torture.But Yang Jian didn't need to know the reason.

"Hey!" Yang Jian sighed, "How is Yang Meng's funeral?"

"They all have no family members, so what is there to say? Since ancient times, there has never been a master who buried his servants in a big way. He chose a place with good geomantic omens to bury him. Don't forget to put a stick of incense in front of his grave during the festival in the future." It's gone." Cun Xin said a little coldly, Yang Jian looked at Cun Xin with some surprise, it seems that Cun Xin has indeed changed a lot in these years!Maybe I can mention that matter to Cun Xin, Yang Jian took a look at Cun Xin, and when Cun Xin's eyes met his, he seemed to open his mouth and said inadvertently.

"Cun Xin, have you ever thought about getting rid of their slave status?" Cun Xin was not at all surprised when she heard this, "I thought about it a long time ago, but it's a pity that they are already old now, if they were young, they could still have a family. " Cun Xin said with a sigh.

"It's also possible now!" Yang Jian said happily seeing that Cun Xin had the same intention, "Qiao Ji and Wang Ji, we can pay the dowry and marry them to some people who have lost their wives and children at home. Yang Wei and Yang Fu can adopt children for them. It can be regarded as inheriting the lintel, and someone will take care of their retirement." After Yang Jian finished speaking, he drank tea calmly, as if this was really a temporary thought.

After hearing this, Cun Xin thought for a while and felt that it was very feasible, and smiled at Yang Jian, "You still have the ability." After speaking cheerfully, she went to talk to a few people, who originally disagreed, but Cun Xin's attitude Resolute, and heard that it was Yang Jian's intention, and they all agreed, but they looked at Cun Xin when they left Yang's mansion, but they were full of distress and pity.