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Time flies, years pass, spring passes and winter comes, and another five years have passed.
This year's winter came very early. Before winter, a heavy snow fell on the ground, freezing some dead leaves still on the branches. When the snowy wind blew, the dead leaves fell to the ground together with the snowflakes. .
Just like a person's longevity, no matter how reluctant he is to leave, no matter how unwilling to go back, when the snowy wind blows, he has to go with the wind.
In the past five years, three old people died in the village and three new lives were born.
It¡¯s like reincarnation, turning around without people knowing it.
Sun Tai is getting older and older. His house is next to Wang Lin's house. The house is not big, but it is shrouded in twilight. Just like a mortal who knows his destiny, he does not like to stay in the room all day, but Sit in the yard, look at the sky, and accompany yourself with the glory in your memory.
Wang Ping is ten years old, but compared to other children of the same age in the village, Wang Ping looks as thin as seven or eight years old, but his little face is no longer as pale as it was five years ago, but slightly color.
Ten-year-old Wang Ping is extremely handsome. The residents in the village are very fond of this well-behaved and beautiful child. Among his playmates, many little girls are full of enthusiasm for the boy from the carpenter's family in the village. Good impression.
The heavy snowfall in the early morning made it slightly colder. Sun Tai sat peacefully in the yard, wearing a thick leather jacket, looking at the sky with memories in his eyes.
Beside him, Wang Ping, also wearing thick cotton clothes, stared at the sky in a daze.
"Ping'er, why didn't you go to accompany your father and instead came to the old man?" Sun Tai looked down at Wang Ping with kindness in his eyes. He liked this child from the bottom of his heart. If Wang Lin had not said that he would not let this child practice Taoism, he would have really wanted to teach him all he had learned in his life.
"If you don't go back, Aunt Zhang is here again." Wang Ping pursed his lips and said dissatisfiedly.
Sun Tai smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "Don't worry, kid, your father won't agree."
"Not necessarily. Grandpa Sun, look at it. In the past three years, I have counted how many times Aunt Zhang has come. It's twelve times in total! Twelve times. Most of the sisters and aunts in this village have come. Are you attracted to my father?" Wang Ping frowned and said with his fingers.
Sun Tai laughed dumbly, looked outside the yard, and said with a smile: "Don't worry about your father's affairs. It seems that the second girl of the Zhou family is here to find you."
Wang Ping was startled and looked up outside the yard. He saw a seven or eight-year-old girl on the snow, with a red face, gradually approaching.
"Brother Wang, are you there?" The girl's crisp voice came from outside the yard.
Wang Ping frowned and said loudly: "I'm not here, please leave quickly!" With that, he simply walked out of the yard, without even looking at the girl with moisture in her eyes, and ran towards his home.
When Sun Tai saw this, he couldn't help but laugh, and the kindness in his eyes became even stronger.
At this moment, Wang Lin, unlike Sun Tai, frowned and looked at the young woman in front of him who kept talking, with a wry smile on his face.
Wang Lin has looked a little older in the past five years, just like when he became a mortal. In order not to shock the world, his appearance gradually no longer looks young, but has entered his middle years.
? Perhaps it was the vicissitudes of life in his eyes that gave him, even though he was middle-aged, a strange temperament that permeated the air.
"Brother Wang, you see, Ping'er is already ten years old. This child's life is miserable. He has no mother by his side. You have to think about it not only for yourself, but also for your child. The daughter of the Zhao family at the entrance of the village is a yellow flower girl. She is willing to do so. She is with you, and she also promised to treat the child as if she were her own, what else are you dissatisfied with?" The young woman looked at Wang Lin and said sincerely.
The bitter smile on Wang Lin's face became even thicker, and he said helplessly: "Let's forget about this matter"
"Oh, brother Wang, why are you doing this? I know you are infatuated with Ping'er's mother, so you have never married again, but you have to live this life. You said you have been here for ten years, you just came here When I was there, I had a baby with me. At that time, IwellI wasn't married yet, but look at it now, my baby is eight years old." The young woman continued without giving up.
At this moment, Wang Ping opened the door fiercely and walked in. He glared at the young woman and sat aside without saying anything.
Seeing that the young woman wanted to say more, Wang Ping said loudly: "Dad, I'm hungry!"
Wang Lin breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Let's let this matter go."
The young woman sighed, shook her head and said: "Forget it, if you don't want to, you can't force it, but Brother Wang, if you like something, remember to talk to me.bsp; When he was lying in his house, only Wang Lin and his son saw him off. At this moment, he felt like the early heavy snowfall six years ago, which blew away the leaves unwilling to fall and took away a trace of the soul of a foreign country.
Wang Ping is already sixteen years old. He looks more and more like Liu Mei. This kind of appearance, born in a boy, is extremely handsome.
It's just that his eyes are like Wang Lin's, pure and clear in black and white. After sixteen years of growth, he is wise and understands a lot. Just like Grandpa Sun in front of him, he obviously knew his father a long time ago. And it was obvious that he was extremely respectful to his father. Although this kind of respect was never shown in words or on the surface, Wang Ping could clearly detect the aura in his bones.
"Sun Tai, I will do what I promised you back then." Wang Lin looked even older. He calmly looked at Sun Tai on the bed and said slowly¡ª¡ª
It is estimated that some fellow Taoists will not like such quiet plots, but in the world of Xianxia, ??such plots are unique to Xian Ni. Take your time, it is a kind of life. (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author and genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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