Yi Shuyuan and A Fei stayed in front of the grave for a short time and removed all the weeds around them.

The sadness came very strong, but it gradually eased down at this moment. This was a strong emotion coming from the body. However, even if the sadness reached this point, Yi Shuyuan tried his best to plunder the memories that emerged, but he could not remember the appearance of his parents.

"Senior, people cannot be resurrected by death, please feel sorry for..."

After packing up the weeds and sitting in front of the grave, Ah Fei finally couldn't help but say this carefully.

Yi Shuyuan touched his broken forehead and sighed a long time ago, staring at the tombstone in a daze.

I occupied the body of my parents and sons of the tomb, or did I live another life in Yi Shuyuan?

Yi Shuyuan has the feeling of Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly.

"Let's go, go to my house..."

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan had already understood the road and felt a sense of familiarity when he saw him. He no longer needed to find Yuanjiang County first, nor did he need A Fei to find a way. He stood up and walked in front, and A Fei naturally followed immediately.

"Senior, I'm carrying you on my back?"

"No, I want to leave by myself."

Yi Shuyuan looked back at the hill behind him, stepped on this familiar and unfamiliar mountain road, and walked towards the mountain village step by step, looking at the direction of his sight. A village with hidden smoke from cooking was already caught in his eyes by the river at the foot of the mountain.

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Among the haystacks at the entrance of the village, a group of children were playing and split into two sides. The snow fights between them were fierce. The tender shouts such as "hey" and "watching the ball" seemed to be trying to simulate the momentum of the two armies confrontation.

"There are people over there!"

"Oh, you're throwing it?"

Someone shouted, and the children stopped one after another, but one of them confiscated their hands and immediately threw snowballs into pieces.

It was not until Yi Shuyuan and A Fei who were walking down the mountain road that the group of children who were playing snowball fights actually stopped and looked at the visitor curiously. There were outsiders in this cold weather?

Yi Shuyuan was worried about gains and losses, and subconsciously sorted out his hair and exposed his facial features. He used his hands instead to comb his long hair that was tied behind him as neatly as possible, and even made a beard that was in the way. When he arrived at the entrance of the village, a group of children stared at the two of them, and Yi Shuyuan stopped.

"Is this Xihe Village?"

Although the familiarity in memory had already told Yi Shuyuan the answer, he still asked.

An older child looked around and answered.

"Yes, who are you? What are you doing here?"

Some children also looked at Yi Shuyuan's forehead curiously and whispered to their partners.

"What's wrong with his head?"

A complex feeling emerged in Yi Shuyuan's heart, his lips trembled slightly, and he couldn't say it "go home".

"Is Yi Hanlin's family here?"

A group of children looked at me, and I looked at you, but the child answered.

"I know all the people in the village, but there is no one named Yi Hanlin... No one in Uncle Yi's house calls this, right?"

The child answered loudly in the first half of the sentence, and the second half asked his companions confidently. The children nodded repeatedly, but Yi Shuyuan also heard the words. He remembered the words on the tombstone and asked again with a try.

"Then, where is Yi Baokang?"

"Oh, Uncle Yi, I know I'll take you there!"

The child was innocent and walked into the village with Yi Shuyuan and A Fei, while the other children also jumped and followed.

Yi Shuyuan's vision kept wandering in the village. There were many familiarities in the courtyard walls or fences, low houses or haystacks, but there were also more strangers. Adults passed by, or opened the courtyard gate and came out, and they would ask the previous question when they saw it.

"Who are these two? What are you doing?"

At this time, there were always people among the group of children rushing to answer.

"Foreigner, go to Uncle Yi's house~~" "Here are you here to visit relatives~"

At this time, Yi Shuyuan didn't know what to say, but he just occasionally bowed to some villagers. When the villagers saw the two of them behaved politely and kindly, they just paid attention to them. However, some older people frowned, as if they felt a little familiar with one of them.

Soon, the children took Yi Shuyuan and the others to a village courtyard. A man who looked about fifty years old and wearing cotton coats and cloth towels was carrying a bundle of hemp ropes. A child immediately called him.

"Uncle Yi, someone is here to visit his relatives during the Chinese New Year!"

"ah?"

The man with a frosty face subconsciously looked up and looked in the direction of the sound. He was stunned for a moment. His eyes kept widening and stood there blankly, a little excited and suspicious. While hesitating, his body was trembling slightly. Could it be that he was dreaming?

Yi Shuyuan also had an excitement and a sense of intimacy. It can be said that he recognized the person in front of him at a glance, but he was a little unrecognizable...

A Fei stood quietly behind Yi Shuyuan, not daring to break the silence at this moment, and even reached out to make a gesture of banning voices, signaling several curious children not to make trouble.

After taking a breath, Yi Shuyuan took the lead in breaking the quiet.

“Hanlin…”

The sound was heard, and the old man with a gray hair on his shoulder rope could no longer stop his tears.

"Brother! It's really you, it's really you! It's been more than twenty years, where have you been? Why haven't you changed..."

Yi Baokang threw down the hemp rope and ran to Yi Shuyuan excitedly, looking up and down with tears in his eyes. Even though Yi Shuyuan had thousands of words in his heart, he didn't know what to say.

There is another kind of shock that wanders in Yi Shuyuan’s heart. Have you been away from home for more than 20 years?

A Fei looked at the side in shock. One was old and haggard, and the other was full of black hair. But the former was the younger brother and the latter was the younger brother?

When the others in the yard heard the movement, they looked at the situation outside in surprise.

"Dad, what's wrong with you? Who are they?" "The head of the family, what are you calling outside?"

A young man who was somewhat similar to Yi Baokang and a slightly old woman walked out, and there was a young woman holding the child at the gate of the courtyard.

At this moment, I really feel like I am a different life.

"What nonsense is it? Your uncle is back. Come on, call me grandpa! Brother, come inside!"

Yi Baokang smiled and looked angry, pulling Yi Shuyuan forward.

"Uncle?"

The young man widened his eyes, and the others naturally looked unbelievable. The child did not dare to scream at all, but just shrank behind his mother and looked at him curiously.

Several neighbors around also came to see the sound. With the sounds of sounds, Yi Shuyuan and A Fei were invited into the yard.

In the Yi family's courtyard, the two brothers sat together, and there were other members of the Yi family standing next to them. Some of the children from the past had never left, and some neighbors and people who had been following them were also inside.

Yi Baokang has always said too much, Yi Shuyuan has said too little. He is so excited that he tells the past and expresses his emotions.

It turned out that more than twenty years have passed, and even the villagers have almost forgotten that there was such a stupid eldest son of the Yi family.

It turned out that when Yi Shuyuan was not stupid, the little Hanlin who had been following him had already changed his name to Yi Baokang before his father died.

In fact, before Yi Shuyuan disappeared, Yi Baokang changed his name for many years, but Yi Shuyuan here had been fooled for many years, his mind was in a mess, and his younger brother who remembered the most deeply was "Hanlin".

Yi Baokang was surprised that his brother was no longer stupid, and was also shocked that his brother did not look old at all, but he was more about expressing his bitterness and longing over the years. When it came to the moment when his mother was dying, Yi Shuyuan's tears overflowed again uncontrollably. This was a feeling of physical memory that touched the soul until the whole body and mind.

Not to mention the Yi brothers, even the others couldn't help but wipe their tears when they listened.

Ah Fei even wiped his sleeves many times, and couldn't help but think of his parents. He thought it was no wonder that the senior asked him to go home before, so it was difficult for him to not feel affectionate about the scene.

At the same time, A Fei also had a deeper imagination of Yi Shuyuan's martial arts. It turned out that someone could really practice martial arts to such a supreme level, and could really rebel against the innate nature, and to a certain extent, her appearance would not grow old.

This day also happens to be the Chinese New Year!
Chapter completed!