Yan all over the world

Chapter 21
This is the backyard of the villa. The stone table is round, the green pool is full of lotus, and the layers of flowers and trees are under the shadow of the moon. Jinxie is lying on the top of the tree, raising his glass lazily, toasting to the sky, until the glass is dry.

At the table under the tree, the old man hugged a box and murmured, "I can't bear it...I can't bear it..."

I was very moved, and went up to beat his back: "Grandpa, I know you don't want me, it's not surprising, I'm so gentle, kind, respectful and naive..."

The old man raised his head to look at me, his eyes were distracted, and he was heartbroken, holding the box tightly in his hands: "I still can't bear to..."

I looked at him and frowned, it's impossible, this old guy would be so tender to me?He has always only shown this kind of disgusting look to his secret room Dan Ding, right?

His eyes fell on the box he was holding in his hand, boxwood, double-layer hollow carving, landscape figures are delicate and lifelike, it is a good object, suddenly moved in his heart, he smiled slowly: "The box is very beautiful, is it for me?"

The old man was full of reluctance: "Near evil forced me to take it out, this unworthy disciple... I can't bear it..."

really!I was furious, and the hand that beat my back was violent, the old man let out an ouch, and said angrily: "It's nothing, you deceived your master, killed your ancestors, and harmed Zhongliang. In order to touch something outside your body, you beat your grandfather like this!"

I sneered: "Forget it, although you said that you accidentally obtained martial arts secrets when you traveled around in the early years, but later you delayed your practice because you were busy with a major event, and only passed it on to your disciples. Nianhao elixir is eaten like jelly beans, and the tendons have been cut and marrow washed, do you care about this little effort?"

The old man was speechless, turned his head and ignored me, and I stretched out my hand: "Bring it."

"What?" The old man pretended to be stupid.

I smiled slightly, and put my hand under the old man's nose: "I heard that although you have a bad temper, you always keep your word. I remember when I was a child, you said that if I go down the mountain in the future, you will see the Three Treasures of the villa." Send, help me to travel the rivers and lakes, you forgot this, but I remember clearly."

The old man stared at me: "I remember you were sleeping when I said that."

I still laughed, deliberately making it a little more bleak: "Don't forget, I had just lost my mother at that time, and I came to a strange land alone. Piaoping is alone in the world, even if he sleeps, he has to keep one eye open."

The old man fell silent suddenly, and even Jin Xie, who had been drinking desperately with God, paused slightly.

After a long while, the old man muttered: "This girl has a surprisingly good memory." After touching the box, she handed it over slowly with great reluctance: "Forget it, a man loses his treasures and loses his ears, but it's just something outside of him."

I took it with a smile, and put it on the table generously, ignoring the lingering eyes of the old man who was talking happily, and asked him: "How did you guess that I would agree to go down the mountain? Ready?"

The old man stroked his beard and sighed, his eyes were clear. Only then did he reveal the peerless wisdom hidden under his violent temper: "You girl, did Grandpa Bai grow eyes? You look gentle and indifferent, but in your bones, you are full of wit and scheming. Nothing is lacking, and it is rare to be calm and cautious. How can you be trapped for the rest of your life without a villa? You are destined to be famous in the world. What's more, although you haven't asked, you must be very concerned about your father's identity. You have a good idea in your heart, you are still brooding about your mother's affairs, thinking that one day you will get back this debt, pay for your hatred for being abandoned, and pay for your mother's bleak death, why don't you go down the mountain?"

I was silent, thinking of that night seven years ago, the moonlight was pale, and purple blood flowers bloomed everywhere. In the blood flowers, my beautiful and wise mother died tragically. Abandoned her, the man she loved who abandoned her, she was bright and wise all her life, stood at the top and looked down on life, but finally died because she couldn't bear to break the relationship. For so many years, when I dreamed back at midnight and was awakened by the past, I often looked at the room Kong Feng asked her with tears streaming down his face: "Is it worth it? Why bother?"

The old man looked at me deeply: "Your mother's death made you close yourself. Since then, your laughter or crying has never been the same. You think that you have faced such pain and finally learned to be cold-hearted in this life. , You warned yourself not to repeat your mother's mistakes, and you thought you had succeeded."

I raised my eyelashes and looked at my grandfather: "I succeeded."

The old man smiled: "Huai Su, it's useless to talk too much. I can only remind you that you are like your mother. Although you are cold and far away from the world, you have a warm heart. Although you are indifferent to each other, you are deeply affectionate."

I didn't speak, I turned my head to caress the box, and heard the old man sigh slightly: "Huai Su, although the three treasures of the mountain villa are strange things, they can't be used for many times, let alone show them off to others. I have written the usage in the box. When needed , you can turn it on again."

After a pause, he said: "I'm tired, I'm going to rest first, you can go on your own tomorrow, tonight will be your farewell." He got up and walked a few steps, then turned around and said, "Huai Su, what are you going to do with me?" your father?"

I was stunned and at a loss. I thought about this question, but I still didn't know what answer to give myself. My mother's miserable life and even her death were the fault of my father, but my father was the one she loved, and she willingly , What right do I have to collect debts on her behalf, not to mention...the old man's voice came faintly: "What's more, Huai Su, remember, he is your father."

I was shocked, looked up, and saw my grandfather had gone away with his sleeves fluttering. Under the moonlight, his back was straight and bleak, although he was not old but a little desolate. I thought in a trance that he was always saying goodbye, daughter, granddaughter , and we always have no choice but to leave him.

Behind him came the sound of a wine jug falling to the ground, Jin Xie had finished a jug of wine.

In the night, his white hair shone like a crescent moon, his face was as rigid and straight as cold jade, and the spirits could not color his paleness, he was still as indifferent as a jade.

However, the way he looked at me showed a rare emotion, and I struggled to recognize that it was sadness.

"Huai Su, you have grown up."

My eyes widened, and I couldn't believe that Jinxie would say such a warm "nonsense."

But anything that doesn't have to be said is nonsense in the feeling of near evil.

"Your mother left your grandfather at the same age."

(End of this chapter)