Yang Tiexin looked at the layout of the small courtyard, everything looked so familiar.
After calming down, he stepped forward and gently pushed open the ajar door, and stepped inside.
There are three tile-roofed houses, and the light in the middle one is still on. Through the window lattice paper, you can vaguely see the figure of a woman, sitting there, as if busy with work.
It was quiet all around, and Yang Tiexin came to the door and knocked on the door knocker gently.
"Dang-dang-" The people in the room were startled, "Who is it? Who is outside?" Usually no one comes here at this time, let alone her place.
Xu was in the palace, and out of absolute belief in the safety of the palace, the people in the room didn't think much, and slowly moved to the door, and opened the door with a "squeak".
A woman walked out, wearing coarse clothes and a silk handkerchief covering her head. Yang Tiexin recognized her at a glance. This was Bao Xiruo, the wife he had been looking for for eighteen years.
Eighteen years have passed, and it seems that time has not left too many traces on her face. She looks like she is in her early thirties, still dressed the same way as before, and still living in the same place.
Bao Xiruo was startled. When he opened the door, he saw a strange man. He asked calmly: "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
"I set up a 'fighting competition' arena today on the street. Your young master won the arena. There are some things I want to talk to you, mother-in-law, in person." Yang Tiexin tried his best to suppress his excitement and kept his voice low.
replied.
"It's so late, isn't it very convenient? How did you get in? If others see it, you will be in trouble." Bao Xiruo refused.
"Just a few words, I'll leave after I finish speaking." Yang Tiexin insisted.
"Then... then come inside, it's snowing heavily outside," Bao Xiruo had no choice but to let people inside.
Yang Tiexin entered the house and looked around. He found that all the furnishings in the house were exactly the same as those in the house in Niujia Village. To be precise, the tables, stools, cupboards, beds and other items were not similar.
, it is clearly the original thing from back then.
Yang Tiexin's nose felt sour and tears fell down. For so many years, this man who had traveled all over the country and never flinched despite hardships, now his eyes filled with tears.
"You...what's wrong with you?" Bao Xiruo's heart ached inexplicably when she saw the sad look of the vicissitudes of life in front of her.
Yang Tiexin wiped his tears with his sleeves, walked to the wall, reached out and took out a rusty iron gun from the wall. Six inches from the tip of the gun, there were four words "Tiexin Yang" engraved on it.
"It was originally a pair of guns, but there is only one left, and it is also rusty. What else do you keep?" Yang Tiexin asked calmly.
"What? What did you say?" Bao Xiruo opened his eyes wide and looked at the strange man in front of him.
"The plowshare is damaged. Tomorrow I'll ask Zhang Mu'er of Dongcun to add one and a half kilograms of iron and make a dozen." Yang Tiexin didn't answer, but instead said something meaningless.
Bao Xiruo felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He instantly collapsed on the chair. He pointed weakly at Yang Tiexin and asked: "You...who are you? How do you know what my husband said the night before he died?"
Yang Tiexin didn't answer. He walked to the closet, opened the door, and took out several sets of green cloth clothes. They were exactly the style he wore back then. Looking at the color, he thought they were newly made.
"I have enough clothes that I can't wear them all in one time. Now that you are pregnant, you should get more rest and don't tire yourself out."
"Brother Tie, is it really you? You still came here, I know you died unjustly." Suddenly, Bao Xiruo, who was originally sad, felt an inexplicable surprise.
"Are you finally willing to take me away? Even if we become a ghost couple in the underworld, I never want to be separated from you again."
After saying that, he rushed forward and hugged Yang Tiexin tightly, for fear that he would leave again.
Yang Tiexin gently stroked Bao Xiruo's shoulder, "Do you think I'm a ghost?"
Bao Xiruo stood up straight and looked at the strange man in front of him blankly. From the vicissitudes of his eyebrows, he could vaguely see what he looked like back then. "Brother Tie, you...you are still alive." Then, again
He cried "woo woo".
It took a long time before Bao Xiruo stopped crying.
"What happened back then? I fought my way out of the siege and was injured. After I recovered from my injuries, I returned to Niujia Village. You were nowhere to be found. My sister-in-law was also missing. I only found the body of my eldest brother."
Yang Tiexin stared at Bao Xiruo, wondering what happened.
Bao Xiruo calmed down and sat down next to Yang Tiexin: "I don't know the specifics. I only know that Wanyan Honglie, the sixth prince of the Jin Kingdom, happened to pass by and killed those rebels."
"Because I couldn't find you, I thought you had... My eldest brother died and my sister-in-law was separated. I was pregnant with our child and had nowhere to go, so I followed the Sixth Prince of the Kingdom of Jin to Zhongdu
."
"Later, when I saw that the child was about to be born, and it was your only flesh and blood, I thought that no matter what, I must give birth to him and raise him up, so I...I married Wanyan Honglie
"Brother Tie, I'm sorry for you." After Bao Xiruo finished speaking, she burst into tears again.
"That little prince Wan Yankang is our child?" Yang Tiexin asked.
"Well," Bao Xi nodded weakly, "I don't think about anything, and I have never dared to tell him the truth. I just think that he can grow up safely. One day, I will take this breath and give him another chance.
Tell him everything about your life experience."
"Go to the east and look carefully. Don't let the thieves who steal the medicine escape." "Bang, bang, bang—" Just at this moment, there was a shouting sound from outside, accompanied by a sound of gongs.
"Brother Tie, are they arresting you?" Bao Xiruo looked at Yang Tiexin worriedly, holding onto his clothes tightly with both hands.
"Probably not, let's put out the lights first," he said, blowing out the lights casually. Yang Tiexin knew that Guo Mo should have been discovered stealing medicine.
No one in Prince Zhao's Mansion slept tonight.
A white-clothed young man had just returned from an outing. Wanyan Honglie and his son were helping him to cleanse himself from the dust. "Master Lingzhi", "Thousand-Hand Man Slaughter" Peng Lianhu, "Dragon King of the Ghost Sect" Sha Tongtian and "Old Monster of the Mountain" were all interested in him.
Sit with me.
Peng Lianhu, the "Man-Slaughterer with Thousand Hands", is telling everyone about the "competition to recruit a bride" during the day.
"Everyone, these two boys, Guo Jing and Guo Mo, despite their young age, are very capable in their skills, especially that Guo Mo."
"I'm just wondering, how could those ugly guys from the 'Seven Jiangnan Monsters' teach such powerful apprentices? If it weren't for the use of poison, it wouldn't be easy to take down these two boys."
The new gentleman in white, regardless of whether it was a snowy day or not, waved a folding fan and listened indifferently to these people's talk.
"Master Ouyang, those two boys are more than ten years younger than you. Looking at the world, you cannot give up the title of 'number one master' to the younger generation."