Xiao Hongxia sent a letter back as soon as she arrived at school. In order to save stamps, she stuffed the letter to her family into the letter to Chang Xing. This made Xiao Dajiang a little jealous. The family who adopted the girl really lost money.
In the letter, Xiao Hongxia expressed her longing for her, her excitement at seeing the country's mountains and rivers along the way, and her regret that Chang Xing could not go to the capital with her to go to school.
Chang Xing looked at the letter with a smile on his face. He replied with a letter, saying that the rice in Xianji Bridge is golden, the wild persimmons in Fengmei Village are beginning to turn yellow, the leaves of the big maple trees are gradually turning red, and the leaves of the big maple trees are gradually turning red.
The wild chrysanthemums are fragrant... These are all trivial matters caused by the shortcomings of some Xianjiqiao parents. They actually wrote a full two pages to Chang Xing. Chang Xing was very proud of himself. He was also a talented writer. Not only could he draw symbols
, and can also write good articles.
The postman came to Xianjiqiao only once every few days. Every time he came, he delivered the letters from Xianjiqiao and then took out the letters to be sent from Xianjiqiao.
When Chang Xing was sitting on the field ridge with an envelope with stamps on it, waiting for the postman, Wu Wanyi also rushed over.
"Teacher Wu, why did you come here to deliver the letter? Isn't the postman going to your youth farm?" Chang Xing asked strangely.
"By the way." Wu Wanyi said.
"Is this the way to go?" Chang Xing was a little confused.
"Yes, I'll go to your house later to have some food. Do you think it's a good way or not?" Wu Wanyi said with a smile.
"That's really the way to go." Chang Xing can read faces, but he can't guess the girl's thoughts. He doesn't know what Wu Wanyi is thinking.
"I went to the machinery factory because I was afraid of missing the postman." Wu Wanyi then told the truth.
Chang Xing scratched his head and felt a little embarrassed. Just now he was wondering if Wu Wanyi was seriously attracted to him. Who knew that she was lying to him.
Seeing Chang Xing like this, Wu Wanyi couldn't help but giggle: "Did you write a letter to Xiao Hongxia?"
"Well, I also wrote it to Teacher Pan." Chang Xing said.
The postman came over, and Chang Xing hurriedly handed the letter to the postman. After Wu Wanyi also posted the letter, she hurried to the machinery factory.
Time flies, and two more years have passed without paying attention. The changes in Xianjiqiao are really big. Zhao Jianguo’s mechanized planting model has been realized in Youth Farm and Xianjiqiao Brigade. The tea farm in charge of Changxing has been supplying supplies to the supply and marketing cooperative every year
There are a lot of tea leaves. And the orchard in charge of Zhang Xilai has begun to harvest. The life of the Xianjiqiao Brigade is really prosperous.
Xiao Hongxia, who promised to write to Chang Xing every week, has rarely written a letter for a long time now. It is said that work has been assigned, and Xiao Hongxia has made history as Xian Jiqiao became the first person in the country's cadres.
People in the Xianjiqiao Brigade no longer mentioned Xiao Hongxia in front of Chang Xing. Everyone believed that after Xiao Hongxia became a national cadre, there was no possibility for her to have any relationship with Chang Xing.
Chang Xing had never had this idea in his heart, so no matter what changes Xiao Hongxia had, it would not have a big impact on him. His life was still ordinary.
Chang Xing often goes to Fengmeizhai to see the Patriarch Temple. Although the Patriarch Temple is not dusty at all, Chang Xing always has the habit of cleaning the Patriarch Temple every few days and setting up the tables and stools. Then he opens the gate of the Patriarch Temple.
Cover it up.
The land in Fengmei Village is not barren, and the rice in the paddy fields is growing well. There are also many kinds of vegetables in the field. I picked a white cucumber, rubbed it on my body, and rubbed the thorns on the white cucumber with my hands.
I took a big bite. The cucumber was very sweet and crisp, and it made a crunching sound.
Chang Xing suddenly looked up and was startled to see a person standing on the ridge of the field.
Taking a closer look, why is this person so familiar? Isn’t he a master?
"Am I out of my mind? Why is Master here?" Chang Xing muttered.
"Xing'er?" The old man standing on the field ridge was really an old man. The old man could hardly recognize Chang Xing. After so many years, Chang Xing had undergone tremendous changes when he left him.
"Master! Master!" Chang Xing threw away the cucumber and rushed out of the field quickly. No matter what vegetable seedlings he stepped on, Chang Xing just ran across the field, rushed in front of Lao Dao, and hugged Lao Dao tightly.
live.
"Xing'er! I've suffered so much for you these years!" The old Taoist also burst into tears.
"Master, where have you been all these years?" Chang Xing asked.
"Oh, it's hard to put it into words!" The old Taoist sighed, his voice full of vicissitudes of life.
Chang Xing welcomed Lao Dao back to the ancestral temple: "Master, I now have a house in Xianji Bridge, but since Master is back, I will move back tomorrow."
"What are you going to do when you move back here? Do you want to be a bachelor in the mountains all your life? It's good to live down the mountain. I'll live down the mountain with you," said the old Taoist.
"Master, sit down for a while and I'll get you something to eat," Chang Xing said.
"Master is not hungry, Xing'er, you sit next to Master. You have grown so big. When Master went out, you were only so tall. How did you get here all these years?" The old Taoist sighed.
"Master, Xing'er is doing well. It's just that master is suffering outside." Chang Xing said.
The old Tao briefly talked about his experiences outside these years. The old Tao thought that his life was about to end, and he couldn't bear to see Chang Xing sad. He wanted to leave some thoughts for Chang Xing, so he left Chang Xing without saying goodbye. He stayed at the Qingshui City God's Temple.
After a period of time, there was a fierce commotion in Qingshui. The old Taoist disguised himself and ran away overnight. He didn't even dare to wear the Taoist robe. The cloth bag Chang Xing saw at the Qingshui City God's Temple at that time should have been left behind by the old Taoist when he fled.
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Because there were sports activities everywhere, the old Tao did not dare to stay in the city anymore, so he ran into the mountains and walked all the way deep into the mountains. The old Tao was not destined to die, but he got lucky in the mountains and picked a thousand-year-old ginseng that is quite spiritual.
.Relying on this ginseng for a thousand years, Lao Dao not only saved his life, but also made a breakthrough in his cultivation, and his life span was also extended a lot. He has been practicing in the mountains for these years, and finally used up all the ginseng. In
I searched many places in the mountains where thousand-year-old ginseng was harvested. There were quite a few ginseng from ordinary years, and I also collected quite a few ginseng that was over a century old. However, I didn’t see any trace of thousand-year-old ginseng. Then I gave up the search and returned to Xianjiqiao.
"Master, are you immortal now?" Chang Xing asked.
"How is it possible? Being a teacher is just a breakthrough. Without becoming an immortal, how can you live forever?" said the old Taoist.
"Then how old can you live?" Chang Xing asked.
"How do I know? Life is controlled by God. If I don't become an immortal, my life is no longer in my hands. I hang on to thousand-year-old ginseng. I am stealing life from God. If God knows, I'm afraid
You want to take it away from me," said the old Taoist.
The old Taoist continued: "The main reason why I came back is that I can't worry about you. You are so old, and you still don't know who to talk to. You are really hopeless. It seems that you still have to work for the teacher. By the way, Xiao Dajiang's sister's parents grew up
Now, how's the situation going?" asked the old Taoist.
"I am a national cadre now and I am eating the national food. Master, please don't take other people's ideas seriously." Chang Xing said with a smile.
"What happened to the state cadres? What happened to eating state food? Is my apprentice not worthy of her? It is her blessing to be able to marry my apprentice." said the old Taoist.
Chang Xing smiled and said: "Master, let's get something to eat first. You have hurried all the way back to Xianji Bridge. It's been a hard journey. You sit down first and I'll get something to eat. Master and I will have a good drink later."
Let’s celebrate with a drink.”
"Oh, Xing'er has grown up. He is now able to drink wine with his teacher. Now that I'm leaving, I won't have any regrets. It's a pity that I didn't help you to please your mother-in-law," said the old Taoist.
Chang Xing hasn't cooked in the mountains for a long time, but some bacon is still hanging on the bacon rack on the stove in the kitchen on the mountain. He went to the vegetable field to pick peppers and cooked a table of delicious dishes.
Then he went to the wine cellar and took out a bottle of monkey wine. Chang Xing secretly hid it and kept it specially for his master. In the past few years, Lao Mao has not had a share of it.
"Meow!" The old cat smelled the smell of wine and rushed in. Little Taoist, you are really shameless, you actually drank monkey wine behind Meow's back!
When the old man saw the old cat, he was surprised and said: "You, this old cat, are not dead yet?"
Only then did the old cat recognize Lao Dao and meowed, "I will not die even if you die! Old guy, he actually ran out for so long!"
"Hehe, it's not simple, it's not simple. This old cat has really become a spirit." The old Taoist said with a smile.
Old Mao rolled his eyes, not bothering to talk to Lao Li, and stared at the wine jar where Chang Xing was reasoning.
"Originally, you didn't have a share of this wine, but now it's your share. Don't make trouble, otherwise you won't be able to drink a drop." Chang Xing said.
"Meow!" The old cat was very dissatisfied.
As soon as Dahuang entered the door, he barked at the old man.
The old cat also pretended to fight the old man, but when Dahuang believed it and actually pounced on him, the old cat actually ran away halfway. As a result, Dahuang stupidly kept rushing forward without touching him.
Lao Tao's clothes were gently waved by Lao Tao's sleeves, and the rhubarb was thrown far away.
Where has Dahuang ever suffered such a big loss? He rolled over and rushed towards Lao Dao again.
"You stupid dog, you can't even tell the difference between its owner!" said the old Taoist.
Chang Xing heard the barking of the dog and ran out quickly. He saw Dahuang pounce on Lao Dao again and again, and shouted: "Dahuang, go back! Don't make any more trouble! This is my master, you drive him out, I will
Just eat your dog meat. For a dog like you that has become a sperm, dog meat is the most nourishing food."
Dahuang heard it very yellow and ran away.
The old cat meowed contemptuously: That’s right!
"Xing'er, after I went out, how often did you eat meat?" the old Taoist asked.
"Yes. After bringing Rhubarb to the mountains, Rhubarb often went hunting with the old cat in the mountains. The old cat was just a little lazy, but his hunting skills were pretty good," Chang Xing said.
"Meow!" The old cat was extremely disdainful of people who spoke ill of him behind his back.
It's just that the two Taoist priests, one old and one young, simply thought it was air. Damn, I turned into air.
