Time flies like a flash of time. In a blink of an eye, a year has passed. Li Zheng traveled all day long between the dormitory and the hill behind the school, constantly practicing and studying, and his life is still fulfilling. During this year, he kept drinking the water in the small bowl, and his cultivation has reached the early stage of foundation building without realizing it. The sea of ​​energy is full, the blood is smooth, and he has endless strength. What makes Li Zheng happiest is that he can now be invisible for more than ten seconds. The winter vacation that he has been waiting for for a year has finally arrived. He has not returned for a year, and he has a strong longing for the seventh grandfather who adopted him.

Li Zheng is an orphan, and his parents are foreign households. They both died unexpectedly. The kind-hearted Grandpa Qi pity him and took him to their house to raise him. Grandpa Qi is a single old man. Grandpa Qi died early, and Grandpa Qi, who values ​​feelings, has never found a partner. Grandpa Qi is already 89 years old this year, and after this year, he will be the 90-year-old birthday. Thinking about Grandpa Qi's kind face, a warm current will flow through Li Zheng's heart.

That afternoon, Li Zheng finished his last subject and took out his packed backpack and box. He walked out of the school with the afterglow of the sunset. However, before he could walk far, he met the fat man Zhou Ming.

"Li Zheng, are you going home alone?" Zhou Ming saw Li Zheng holding his luggage in his hand and said to Li Zheng worriedly, "There are many thieves on the train now. You're okay to go home alone."

"It's okay, I came alone when I came." Li Zheng and Zhou Ming had a very good relationship. During this year, Li Zheng often secretly put a little water drop in the small bowl for Zhou Ming to drink. It's not that he didn't want to give Zhou Zheng more, but Zhou Ming had never refined medical energy and could not absorb the clear spirit energy in the water. But this small bowl also has a disadvantage. He had to absorb the sun essence at the beginning of the month and the moonlight in the moon every month, and could hold up to nine bowls of water every month. This was what the old Taoist said to him after he finished drinking nine bowls of water.

"Then be careful, I'll take you to the train station." Zhou Ming picked up Li Zheng's luggage without saying a word and waved to the taxi. Li Zheng, who wanted to squeeze into the bus, had to follow him into the taxi.

When he arrived at the station, he said goodbye again. Li Zheng took the train home. Sitting in the crowded train compartment, recalling some childhood events, and remembering Grandpa Qi's hard backbone. Grandpa Qi is a person who never admits defeat. Li Zheng has never seen this old man shed a tear. By the way, Li Zheng is also like Grandpa Qi, with a very tough temper and never admits defeat. Therefore, he became the first in the remote mountain village of the Li family in a remote mountain village and was only admitted to the provincial capital university in the difficult environment. He is the pride of Lijia Village.

Ao is also the pride of Grandpa Qi. When Li Zheng was in school, the entire Lijia Village came to see him off. Grandpa Qi, who was 89 years old, walked step by step with a crutch and took Li Zheng out of the mountain pass to get on the bus. Before leaving, Grandpa Qi only said to him, "Xiao Zheng, you have to remember that you are from Lijia Village and my grandson of Li Xiguang." After the old man said that, he threw the crutch away without helping him, and turned around and walked back. The 89-year-old man walked back so casually.

Li Zheng understood what the old man said and knew what he was going to say. Li Xiguang was a tough guy. If Li Zheng was really his grandson, he would be as tough and tough as him. Looking at the old man's back, Li Zheng wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and forced himself to turn around and stop looking at the old man's back getting farther and farther away.

One layer is a kind of longing, and the other layer is a kind of touch.

The rumbling train took Li Zheng and his innocent heart back to the small station in the north, setting up the hot land where he gave birth to him and raised him.

He gently pushed open the door of the house and a strong smell of herbal medicine came out. Li Zheng's heart trembled slightly. Fortunately, his medical skills were good.

"It's Xiaozheng who is back, come in quickly." A weak voice came from the hut, and the sound made Li Zheng feel heartbroken.

"Grandpa, it's Xiaozheng who is back." Li Zheng forced himself to endure his heartache and tears and entered the hut step by step. Everything here was so familiar. Only the swollen old man on the bed made him feel uneasy.

Grandpa Qi lay flat on the earthen kang, his snow-white hair still stood upright, his eyes were deeply sunken, and his whole body was swollen, leaving only the right hand of the skull, waving to Li Zheng, "Come here, let grandpa look at him again."

Li Zhengqingshui, the village party secretary who had been sitting next to him and caring for Grandpa Qi, stood up and left the position to Li Zheng.

Li Zheng bowed deeply to Li Zhengshui, immediately grabbed Grandpa Qi's thin black hands, and gently pressed his finger on the old man's pulse. By this touch, Li Zheng's heart became cold and his pulse was broken.

"Child, don't cry. If you cry, you will no longer be my Li Xiguang's grandson. My Li Xiguang's grandson will never cry." The old man's originally confused eyes suddenly lit up a ray of light, looking at Li Zheng deeply.

"Grandpa, I won't cry." Li Zheng held back his tears, took out a small bowl, poured some water, and then poured the little water into a water tank (the tank is usually used in rural areas to release water, especially in remote mountain villages). He felt the spiritual energy in the water, and then he used a small spoon to feed his grandfather to drink spiritual water. After drinking one sip of water, the old man became more energetic.

"Xiaozheng, your grandma is here. She said she wants to take me to reincarnate and reincarnate. We will be husband and wife in the next life." The old man's eyes flashed again, and a dead gray gradually replaced the light, and the light in his eyes became darker and darker.

"Grandpa, drink some more water, I will find a way to cure your disease." Li Zheng looked at the light in his grandfather's eyes getting darker and darker, and his pupils tend to dissipate. He was anxious and took out the silver needle, stabbed the acupoint and put in a trace of medical energy.

"Haha, Xiaozheng, you have some skills now. Remember, you should do more good deeds in the future. Grandpa will look at you in the sky." After the old man said, his head kept going, the light in his eyes completely darkened, and his body temperature quickly left him.

"Grandpa!" Li Zheng leaned gently on the old man and sobbed gently. After a while, he wiped his tears.

"Xiao Zheng, your grandfather is gone, but we are still there. Everyone in our Lijia Village is your relatives." Li Qingshui held Li Zheng's hand and looked at the dead Li Xiguang. "The old man has been sick for several months, but he has been so hard. Two days ago, I smelled the smell of herbs from your yard, so I came in to take a look. Your grandfather, what do you want me to say about him?" Li Qingshui shook his head, "Xiao Zheng, the funeral will be handled by the village. The old man is 89 years old this year. It is a funeral, and it has to be held lively."

"Thank you, Uncle Shui, I, Li Zheng, will always remember it. I am from Lijia Village. I will remember it no matter where I go." When I sent Li Qingshui out of the gate, Li Zheng firmly told Li Qingshui.

"Well, you are Mr. Li's grandson, it's not bad." Li Qingshui nodded, but was about to go.

The next day, before dawn, the sound of firecrackers and suona sounds sounded in Lijia Village. However, the sound of firecrackers and suona was not blown to celebrate the Spring Festival, but to see off Mr. Li Xiguang and take him along the way.

The funeral was very lively, almost all the people in the village came, and everyone was double-parted. Li Zheng knew why this was, and he understood it, but he just didn't say it out loud. Looking at the red banknotes placed in front of him, it was like watching the fire of the whole village, this time, there were no tears, only silent gratitude.

Li Zheng had no other skills, no money, and only had a medical skill that was not particularly skilled. After the funeral of his grandfather, Li Zheng began to practice medicine in Lijia Village and cured many villagers with various diseases.

After spending the New Year at home, with the good wishes of the whole village, I boarded the train to the school again.
Chapter completed!