Zhishan's delicate brows frowned slightly. This happened sixty years ago. If someone hadn't reminded him, he would have forgotten this incident long ago.
Sixty years ago, at that time, he was just passing by this small village under the Yinshan Mountains, wanting to take a rest and stay for a while. Unexpectedly, his small act of kindness would make people miss him for a lifetime.
"This Taoist..." The old lady looked at Zhishan carefully, and then asked cautiously: "I wonder if anyone in this Taoist's family is named Cheng?"
Hua Weiluo turned her head and looked at him curiously. Listening to the old lady's description, the two of them looked so similar, so the man who lived in sixty years might be the younger brother's grandfather?
Besides, she only knew that her junior brother was the emperor's adopted son. She had never heard him mention his true identity.
"Sorry." Zhishan smiled gently at the old lady, then shook his head and said: "I grew up in a Taoist temple since I was a child. My master adopted me. As for who is in my family, I don't know very well.
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"Really..." The old lady sighed in disappointment, and her cloudy eyes suddenly dimmed.
"Auntie..." Hua Weiluo looked at her unbearably. She had spent her whole life so persistently, thinking about that person but never saw him again.
"It doesn't matter, maybe I'm getting old, and I always have that dream these days." The old lady stretched out her hand to wipe the moist corners of her eyes, and sighed: "Sixty years have passed in a blink of an eye."
"..."
There was silence in the courtyard.
"Oh, look at me, why are I telling you all these things? I'm so old. If I say it, you'll laugh." After a while, the old lady came back to her senses and faced Hua Weiluo and the others.
He smiled sheepishly.
"It's okay, aunt, I hope you can wait for him." Hua Weiluo opened a pair of moist eyes and said to her very seriously.
Zhishan looked at the flowers before they fell with a pair of deep eyes, flickering with light.
"Well, I'd like to lend you some good advice." The old lady smiled at Hua Weiluo, then glanced at the bowls and chopsticks on the table and said, "Are you full? I'll serve you some more."
"No, aunt, we are already full." Hua Weiluo quickly stretched out his hand to stop her. Even though there were only a few bowls of porridge on the table, if there were not a few of them, this meal should be enough for aunt to eat for two or three days.
"I have nothing to entertain you, I'm really sorry." The old lady looked at them with some embarrassment.
"Auntie, I'm sorry that we disturbed you and took advantage of your meal." Haitang raised her head and said sincerely to the old lady, then took out some broken silver from her sleeve and stuffed it into her hand and said: "Here
You can keep some scraps of silver and treat it as the cost of our bothering you."
"I can't do it, I can't do it." The old lady quickly stuffed the silver back into Haitang's hand and said, "The visitor is a guest. You can come to my place to stay for one night and make my small courtyard lively. It is already my blessing.
How can I still accept your money?"
"Auntie, just keep it. If you don't keep it, we won't be able to come next time." Upon seeing this, Hua Weiluo hurriedly smiled at the old lady.
