Tongshan Town has not changed much this year. No matter how backward the information here is, I still know about Xia Yi, but most young people work outside this season. The convoy passed through the town and did not see a few people.

Then, on the muddy mountain road, the farmers on both sides of the terraced fields would occasionally stop the hoe in their hands, wipe the sweat from their faces, and watch the convoy pass by.

With a thick circle of yellow mud tires, they stopped at the sun dam at the entrance of the village. The villagers who went home for lunch came around in groups of three or three. When they saw these cars, they knew who was back. When they saw Xia Yi, many people would come forward to say hello, some would be a little far apart, whisper to others and point fingers.

This is the case in the countryside. In the simplicity, it will also contain some bad things, and Xia Yi cannot block others' mouths. He asked Ma Bang to send some cigarettes and alcohol to the enthusiastic villagers, and then took Jiang Yu towards the direction of his home.

Walking through the narrow path, you can see from a distance that my mother was picking her own peppers in the farmyard in front of her. She received a call from her son early this morning, so she started preparing meals early.

"If you want to come back, don't say it early..." The wrinkles in your eyes turned red.

When that happened, she also saw it on the TV, but she didn't know that her son was in the explosion. Afterwards, Charlene called and found out that she had her son inside.

"mom."

The sound suddenly came to his ears. Wang Suhua stopped and stood up. When he saw his son walking from the path, he quickly wiped the tears from the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, and put the picked peppers in his apron.

"Just arrived?"

When I saw Jiang Yu next to my son, I immediately smiled: "Xiaoyu, come here quickly and sit back with me. I just added a TV at home, which was bought by Xia Lin, and I also installed the Internet that you young people like, so I won't be bored."

Jiang Yu looked at Xia Yi and smiled, let go of his hand, ran to the woman's side, and picked up the pepper in the apron, "Auntie, I'll help you."

"Mom, why are your eyes red?"

Later, Xia Yi followed up and asked when she saw her mother's strange appearance. Wang Suhua quickly wiped it again and picked up a chili, "When I just picked it, the chili water splashed into my eyes."

As she said that, she put down the pepper and whispered: "Go and call your dad back for dinner, in the field."

"Um."

Xia Yi nodded, reminded Xiaoyu a few times, and turned around to pass the field. It was quite far apart. It took about ten minutes to arrive. After crossing a small ditch and next to the field on the edge of the cliff, Xia Jianxun was holding a dry cigarette in his mouth and weeding without a single hoe. Hearing the footsteps, he turned his face and saw his son standing on the edge of the field, he snorted and continued to fiddled with the hoe.

"dad."

The figure on the ridge of the field squatted down and saw an old man in his early fifties, waving one hoe after another on the ground. His originally gray hair was now completely white, reflecting silver in the sun.

Bang!

As if he had dug a stone, Xia Jianxun suddenly threw the hoe to the ground, went to a tree on the ridge of the field, broke a branch, wiped the leaves on it, and then it hit Xia Yi's back with a snap.

"Go back with me!"

He didn't feel any pain through the fabric. Even if he was not wearing clothes and was sucked by his father, there would be no scars on Xia Yi's back. He looked at his father with red eyes silently, but stood up, took the hoe in his hand, and followed him back.

As soon as he arrived at home, Jiang Yu still came out of the kitchen with a smile. Before he could speak, he saw the dark-faced father Xia standing at the door of the main hall.

"Go in and kneel down for your ancestors!"

"Brother Yi...what is going on?" Jiang Yu was a little stunned. Wang Suhua, who heard the noise, also came out of the kitchen and wiped his hands on the apron: "Old man, why are you crazy?"

"It's not your business!" Xia Jianxun roared and pointed to the plaque of the Xia family's ancestors hanging on the middle of the main hall: "Go in and kneel down for your ancestors."

It was not embarrassing to kneel down to the plaque hanging on the wall, Xia Yi walked in without saying a word, and knelt down in front of Jiang Yu to the plaque hanging on the wall, and another branch was plucked down on his back.

"Why are you going crazy?" Wang Suhua stopped and rushed over and was about to grab the branch in her husband's hand.

"I'm not crazy, this is the mess."

Xia Jianxun pinched the branches, his whole body trembling, the wrinkles on his old face seemed to be shaking slightly, and his chest was undulating violently. He walked to Xia Yi and pointed to the plaque on the wall.

"I say a hero, you really want to be a hero. If you die, what should I do with your mother? A white-haired man gives away a black-haired man? I have already given it once, and I don't want to give it to you again!!! Are you worthy of your ancestors?!"

The old man yelled loudly, echoing in the room, and spreading outside. Ma Bang, Fatty and others who were coming, dared not go over and stood in the yard with a look in front of each other.

Xia Jianxun held the branch and whipped it again and again, muttering constantly: "Is it right? Is it right..." Until the branch swelled and fell to the ground, he was so tired that he was panting, "...If you want to be a hero, I have no objection, and I will be proud of you. I have a good son, but so what if I have been a hero, my Xia family is broken! The incense is broken... A hundred years later, I will go down and see my ancestors with what face!!"

"..." Xia Yi pursed her lips tightly and fell silent.

During the situation at that time, he had no choice. After all, the redstone particles in his body had spread to the internal organs. Even if he didn't become a hero, he would die slowly in the end. However, it would not make much sense to tell the old man about this.

Perhaps hearing that more and more people were gathering outside, Xia Jianxun was unwilling to let his son make a fool of himself in front of everyone, throwing the branches away, and saying, "Get up."

When he walked to the door, he shouted at the villagers who were looking inside, "What are you looking at? Have you ever seen me beat my son?! Go home for dinner."

Seeing that her husband's anger gradually faded, Wang Suhua also said to the people around him: "Don't look at everyone. The father and son are a little conflicted. It's okay if they say it, so everyone will go back first."

Neighbors and relatives around me couldn't say anything, so they persuaded them for a few words and then dispersed one by one.

When Jiang Yu entered the main hall and patted Xia Yi's dust on his knees, Xia Yi looked at his father: "Dad, I've been beaten, don't be angry anymore, right?"

The woman also came to persuade her.

"Hmph!" Xia Jianxun walked under the eaves, sat down on a stool, and lit the dry tobacco: "I'm so angry that I'm almost blown up!"

He took a sip and spit out smoke.

Wang Suhua also came here to comfort his son: "Don't be as familiar with your father. In fact, he was worried about you. You didn't look at his hair. It was just over a year before he turned white."

After a moment, the old man smoking over there lowered his gun and turned his head: "From the future, you still have to be a hero, I don't care about you, but I must give birth to a grandson for me!"

"I can't give birth to myself." Xia Yi smiled and looked around.

Xiaoyu was stunned: "Look at what I do." Then he reacted, his face turned red, and gave Xia Yi a blank look, and hurriedly got into the kitchen.

The sunlight was shining from above, and as this sentence was spoken, a warm atmosphere filled the surroundings.

"It's okay, it's okay, everyone can help clean the yard!"

Seeing that everything was already said, the fat man greeted Ma Bang Nu and the others, cleaned the yard, and moved out the tables and benches. The father and son there sat together calmly and chatted about family matters.

After a while, lunch was good, everyone gathered at the round table, without much etiquette, and they just ate like at home.

Most of the contents talked about at the dinner table were about Xia Yi. After all, his son suddenly disappeared, so the old couple naturally had to ask about it. When they heard that there was another world, Xia's father was shocked to forget the wine glass in his hand. Although the old man was conservative, it did not mean that he could not accept these contents. After all, it was his son's personal experience.

Then he pulled Jiang Yu again. He said that the two of them had been looking at each other for a long time. The rural people got married early. When they asked when they got married, the woman was so embarrassed that she answered and kept squeezing her head.

The only one who was not affected by the conversation was Guo Manyuan. Many of them ate in the car all the way, but they still ate the most, and they never stopped their chopsticks and mouths. Seeing everyone's eyes, they stared at the dishes on the table with their bowls and chopsticks.

"Is the cooked Auntie delicious? If you don't eat more, that's my craft."

"Look, this girl speaks like she has smeared honey."

After dinner, it was already past one o'clock. The women were responsible for taking the dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen to clean them. Ma Bang and the fat man took the three brothers to clean the bones in the yard. Xia Yi and his father walked around the village and also visited the relatives whom they met and sent a few cigarettes.

When I arrived at Master’s grave, I lit a few stones placed in front of the tombstone as incense candles, bowed, said a few words, and when I got home, I was about to leave.

This time I came back, I didn't plan to stay for a few days.

"The girl Xia Lin is about to have summer vacation. When she comes back, you will all come back together and everyone will gather." Wang Suhua still hung an apron and sent her son and her group to the entrance of the village, waving to the starting car.

"Just go, let's go, it's not that I won't come back."

Xia Jianxun had no red eyes as much as his old wife. He looked at Xia Yi in the car window and told him: "Hurry up and settle the marriage. I'm in a hurry to hold my grandson. Have you heard it clearly? Otherwise, I'll beat you next time."

"Yes, dad." Xia Yi nodded and waved to his mother who was leaning behind. Then, the car slowly drove away from here and drove onto the muddy path.

After passing Tongshan Town, Xia Yi looked at the fat man who was talking excitedly in the passenger seat and suddenly spoke.

"I remembered a person who went back to Jiaohe City and had a visit."

The fat man thought about it and had no impression: "Who else?"

"Lu Blacksmith, when he is back, he always has to find him to build a batch of weapons."

As the sun sets, several cars along the winding mountain road, gradually moving away from the red in such a magnificent and soft picture.

*******

Qinglong Mountain.

The sound of irons stumbled in the village with black smoke continued. In one of the courtyards, a blacksmith named Lu Mingfei sat on the steps with a messy beard and drank wine, looking at the red sky with misty eyes.

"I can't sell it... Why do I do when I fight so many anime weapons? I'm not here anymore... I'm so sorry..."

Under the eaves not far from him, near the wall, there were a bunch of various anime weapons.
Chapter completed!