The warmth of the cold weather

It was already afternoon when we arrived at Fengzhangzhuang. Yin'er came to Qian's hometown for the first time, so naturally he was in a different mood, so he rested until Shenshi and when he had some free time, he took him to wander around the streets and alleys of Tai'an. This fool, I'm afraid

Because of the war, he hasn't visited many old places. Occasionally, he will stop in a corner and wonder, as if he is not sure if there are any traces left here. Turning his head, it seems that some buildings have been demolished and renovated... That kind of strangeness

The feeling is strong no matter how small it is.

It's a pity that it's hard to find that little figure in the streets. At that time, Shengnan was destined to belong to Hu Shuiling alone. Now, Lin Qian can't remember it clearly.

When passing by Zhang's Mansion, he saw a small group of people gathering at the door. Lin Qianchu thought it was an attack on the enemy, so he was startled and went forward. Suddenly he saw that the situation was harmonious, and then he realized: "Laba." Today happened to be Laba, my impression.

Here, every year at this time, Zhang Rui, who is used to exploitation, would distribute rice porridge compassionately. In fact, he must have been influenced by Hu Shuiling. He would never do this before he met her. Those porridges are all rice porridge.

Hu Shuiling did it... Unfortunately, due to the salt and grain incident, the Zhang family's reputation was damaged. This year, the number of people receiving porridge was obviously not as many as in previous years.

"Laba..." Yin'er was shocked, and suddenly recalled the same scene on the streets of Bailu last year. He once said that the Laba porridge in Longshan is different from that in Shandong... Yin'er suddenly felt pity, and made an alliance.

What can the Lord do, what can the world command, and be separated from Zhan, he is such a poor child, no one is willing to give him affection. Yu Ziyan, Lin Mo are like this, they are destined to only give a little and it is far away.

Suddenly, I didn't expect Zhang Rui and Hu Shuiling to be on the rocks again...

I don’t know whether the couple had been standing for too long, or it was just a coincidence that the one in front of them had just finished delivering, and there happened to be an opening. Zhang Rui at the door saw them, and suddenly his face turned livid, and he whispered a few words to the servant.

, immediately collected the rice porridge at the door and left. As the door of the house slammed shut, Lin Qian and the Zhang family were separated from each other. Then Zhang Rui said, "I'd rather pour this porridge to the dogs."

Eat!" To be honest, Lin Qian had already prepared this in his heart. However, Yin'er, who was melancholy, did not expect to be treated so rudely. He was stunned at first, and then immediately became angry: "This, this, this, this is

What's the meaning!?"

"Yin'er, it's okay." There was only a hint of sadness on Lin Qian's face, and her heart ached. She usually watched him giving instructions and calmly, but she didn't want to see him as if nothing had happened at this time. At this time, he was

In the eyes of the elders, unfilial children, or to be cruel, are treacherous in front of their benefactors. Zhang Rui's words and deeds tell Yin'er that they will never forgive, never compromise, and never reconcile, so he can abuse and insult Lin Qian like this.

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"Huh, you really need to be more careful, your Zhang family is full of dogs!" Yin'er cut off her words, how could she tolerate Lin Qian's shame.

"In the next life, let's be the Zhang family's dog again." Lin Qian smiled bitterly.

"Hey, isn't that Mengmeng a puppy?" She frowned and whispered in a low voice. Lin Qian did not laugh heartily as usual, but instead seemed to be missing something and did not respond.

"Hmm... just wait." Her heart softened, and she turned around and walked up to an old woman who had just received her porridge. She nudged her with money and bribes, and finally got a bowl in exchange for it.

"Yin'er." When he regained consciousness, he stepped forward and found that this guy's movements were really not that fast, and his methods were not that powerful.

"Don't drink it all yet, I want to research it. After the research is done, I will cook it for you myself." She smiled, "From now on, you can eat it every day and night, whatever you want!"

"Yin'er treats me so well." In the cold winter months, he always felt a little warmth in his heart and nodded, "However, the gifts I promised to give you and Meng Meng have not been prepared yet..."

"Actually, I've always been very strange. What kind of gift is that? It's secretive, but it doesn't want to take it out, and it seems difficult to complete it?" Yin'er was very curious.

Lin Qian smiled faintly, but still refused to reveal it. Her combination of soft and hard tactics, coercion and seduction were too much for him...

I was worried that she would be too tired and wanted to take her back immediately, but the girl was still not satisfied. She said that she would not be able to exercise in a few days, so it was better to go to all the places that she should go to today, so she put the porridge back at the inn and came out again.

"Where else should I go?" Lin Qian asked puzzledly.

"I want to know where you lived before you were eight years old." She said enthusiastically. He immediately remembered the more vague impression of the village and blurted out: "Tianwai Village..."

"Well, take Mengmeng with you and go to the old house where you lived in the past to have a look and sit there, if it's still there," she said.

"Don't use Mengmeng as an excuse. You want to go on your own." He shook his head and smiled bitterly, "You are so curious about my misdeeds in my childhood!"

"Yes, I'm afraid that after Mengmeng is born, he will have the same virtue as his father. He must master it as soon as possible to avoid having a big headache later." Yin'er smiled.

"But, are you sure you want to go now?" He frowned, girl, you are about to give birth in a few days, so it's best to stay calm and stop running around.

"Go." She said firmly.

Tianwai Village, located at the entrance of the Xixi Valley, is not far from Feng Zhangzhuang. It is beautiful and fairy-like and has a long history. Almost every beautiful scene has a legend hidden in it. Only then did Yin'er know that Yang Songxian's "Jade-faced Little White Dragon"

"The name is not original, but it steals the famous "White Dragon Pond" here. From the Han and Tang Dynasties to the Song Dynasty, emperors of all dynasties sent their ministers to throw gold dragons, jade slips, incense and pray for rain here. There is also a so-called "Sesame Oil Bay"

There are layers of oil flowers floating in the small water bay all year round. Its allusion is similar to "when you go to the countryside, you will look like a bad person". No wonder Lin Qian, like a great literary giant, laments that life is like a dream. He has been affected by it since he was a child.

What about this edification?

Returning to the old village, fortunately the place has been preserved, and the houses and countryside are still in front of you.

The sun was setting in the west, and the scenery was empty. When he pushed open the fence, Lin Qian's footsteps were a little heavy. This place and the Zhang family courtyard were destined to have two feelings, two stories, and two impressions. Before they came under the fence, they were clearly dependent on each other...

After Hu Shuiling left with Zhang Rui when he was eight years old, this place has never been demolished or resold. It has been preserved, not only because of Zhang Rui's great influence, but also because Hu Shuiling himself is nostalgic for the past. Hu Shuiling said, "Leave it."

It’s close, please come back often.”

The house was bare and the house leaked and was exposed to rain. Zhang Rui once proposed to repair it, but Hu Shuiling shook his head and said no, "I want to remember these days forever and never forget them." So many years later, before Lin Qian joined the army, here was

They are all intact.

Many years passed in a flash. This place remained unchanged, but it was obvious that no one had been here for a long time. Lin Qian thought, why has my mother never been to this place for remembrance? She was telling him,

She is still heartbroken because she has not let go?! Doesn’t she hope that he will remember this period of wandering and suffering, and hope that he will always remember revenge in his heart? Since he has forgotten, of course she is heartbroken.

Step by step, I walked closer to the memory, holding up the old spinning wheel, pushing open the shabby door, and touching the mottled mud wall... Suddenly, my throat felt sore and sore.

The last time he left Tai'an, on the midsummer night of the second year of Qingyuan, he wore the clothes she made, and she watched him embark on the journey... At the age of four, he could carry the thread in the hands of his loving mother and the clothes on the wanderer's body before leaving.

There are tight seams, and the intention may be delayed. She taught him language, Chinese characters, and bronze inscriptions.

When he was five years old, he had just started practicing martial arts, and he had frequent fights, with the dude from the east of the village, and with the local gangsters. It was always someone else who started it, and he was always the one who was defeated, with bruises on his nose, face, and head.

Blood flow, commonplace... They were looking for him for no other reason - he knew he was a "descendant of spies" as far back as he could remember. He had no friends at that time, Song Xian was only four years old and of course he had not appeared yet, only Xinyu had saved him when he was fighting injustice.

He... But even if he later became sworn brothers, he didn't want Xinyu and Song Xian to get too close to him, because since he was five years old, he knew that one day he would be accused by thousands of people, and he didn't want anyone he cherished to be harmed.

He is implicated.

For a descendant of a spy, for one reason, he would be surrounded by a group of people who would kick him, fight to bully him, and take turns to beat him - but the slap could not make a sound, and the beating was fierce because he fought back, and he never surrendered once.

The reason for fighting back was very simple, "Don't scold my dad! My dad is a good man!" Even though he knew that the outcome would be the same every time, he refused to give in to them. Why didn't he give in to them? Can you change your destiny by beating it?

?The less you can change yourself, the more you want to change others. If you want to change others, of course you have to fight!

When he was seven years old, he became sensible. He gradually learned not to fight back. Not fighting back is not necessarily a coward. It was she who told him that the way to change others is not to fight, but to subvert the entire world they live in. How to subvert? Instead of breaking out at the drop of a hat, it is better to

It took ten years to sharpen a sword - she taught him the basics of swordsmanship, bearing humiliation and the principles of life.

But soon he fought back again. The local snake's precious son Feng Younan was beaten until he was bedridden, and he himself was not much better. The sunset that day was as red as today, and she picked him up from Feng's house.

He ordered him to kneel at the door of the house and whipped her hard according to the family law. While beating her, he shouted angrily, "You kid, do you want to beat me?" He was dying but still stubbornly said, "Mother, I don't regret it." He fainted.

When he woke up again, he only saw her hugging him and almost running out of tears.

Unfortunately, he regretted it soon. Because of this incident, Feng Tiehu unfortunately provoked Feng Tiehu, so he had a memory that he will never forget - during the insult and argument, Feng Tiehu accidentally pushed Hu Shuiling into the corner.

... Right now, where Lin Qian's fingers touched, had the blood dried long ago? Why did he feel that there was still light red there? At that time, he was really afraid that his mother would die, and Feng Tiehu was frightened when he saw her dead.

He ran away, and was beaten all over by Feng Tiehu. He cried and crawled to Hu Shuiling. Hu Shuiling turned to look at him with a smile and said... What did he say? It was the sentence, "Hate, hurt."

The sky is covered with blood, and I refuse it with a smile! That sentence is Lin Qian’s consistent principle in traveling around the world...

So, he really took on the mission of assassinating Xin Qiji, without hesitation and wholeheartedly, and for the scar on his mother's forehead, he must subvert the concept of right and wrong in the martial arts world of the Southern Song Dynasty! Even though he didn't understand at all at that time, assassinating Xin Qiji and subverting

Is there any necessary connection between the concept of right and wrong - but since my mother said she wanted to kill him, just kill that person!

Why can't the memory be spliced ​​together? When did it start to change? The mountain roads in Tai'an, the Laoquan in Jiangxi, the beacon smoke in Sichuan and Sichuan? The names that Hu Shuiling is confused about are Lin Qian, Feng Xiaoyin, and Xin Qiji?

Changed, indeed he changed, Jiangxi Laoquan, because he deviated from his original intention, the scar on his mother's forehead was lost to the tears of a child who had lost his country. "I don't believe in the Taiping policy, I only want to make the world right", this is his promise to Xin Qiji

, is also a declaration to embark on a new journey——

But he was actually subverting the concept of right and wrong in the Southern Song Dynasty martial arts all the way, but in a different way, and the one who accompanied him all the way was Yin'er. The scar on Yin'er's face became the symbol of his fight against Northern Sichuan and Longlong.
Chapter completed!