Chapter three hundred and eighty seventh: What is not happy
Yanhuanglou heard him suddenly mention the fan, so he asked: "What?"
"Just a casual question." Chen Changsheng said.
Yanhuanglou said: "Hiding in the back room."
After hearing this, Chen Changsheng said: "You have spent most of your life just for this fan, and now you are hiding it?"
Yanhuanglou just smiled and said: "I'm curious about it, but I can't bump into it at all."
This is his stubbornness, and only he can understand it.
"As long as you like it."
Chen Changsheng saw that there was nothing strange in Yanhuanglou's expression.
From this point of view, maybe he really didn't know that King Yu was a practitioner.
Chen Changsheng stopped asking questions.
Think about it, if Yanhuanglou really knew about it, how could he spend his whole life in silence for such a trivial matter in the world.
Chen Changsheng didn't have any extra words to say, he just waved his hand and said: "I'm going to bed, you should go to bed early."
"Hey, you're a guy who didn't even have a few words to say."
Chen Changsheng waved his hand and then entered the room.
Yanhuanglou shook his head, rubbed his sore eyebrows, and then returned to the room.
I always couldn't fall asleep while lying down, and I didn't know how long I would toss and turn.
…
Yanhuanglou, who usually gets up early, slept for nearly an hour longer today.
In the morning, Sanniang Wang also called and asked about Chen Changsheng.
Chen Changsheng just said that he hadn't gotten up yet.
Wang Sanniang left Ruyi and Ping An in the courtyard, and then went to set up a stall on the street.
Yanhuang Tower is finally up.
I washed my face after I got up, but I still felt dizzy and couldn't see clearly.
His mind calmed down, as if he had expected something. After a long time, he pretended that nothing happened and prepared to go out and set up a stall.
Chen Changsheng, who was teaching Ruyi Ping'an how to read, called out to him.
"Where to go?"
Yanhuang Tower said: "Where else can I go to sell tea at a stall?"
Chen Changsheng glanced at him and said, "It's not like you have to set up a stall. Can't you take a break in this life?"
Chen Changsheng's words were very calm, but when they reached Yanhuanglou's ears, he was stunned.
Yanhuanglou didn't know if Chen Changsheng saw something. He just replied as usual: "I'm taking a rest."
After saying this, he left the yard.
Chen Changsheng shook his head and sighed, and said nothing more.
He continued to teach Ruyi and Ping An how to read.
Ruyi said: "Uncle Chen, grandpa seems to be very uncomfortable. Is he sick?"
Chen Changsheng said: "It's okay, he just didn't sleep enough."
Ruyi blinked and said, "Really?"
"Well." Chen Changsheng said, "Did we just talk about that? Let's continue."
Ruyi didn't ask any more questions, as Uncle Chen continued to recognize the words.
She was a little confused, as if there were too many words and she couldn't recognize them.
…
Old Man Huang had been out for only half an hour.
He came back again.
When Chen Changsheng saw him coming back, he asked, "Why are you back?"
Yanhuanglou's face looked a little ugly. He shook his head and said, "It's okay. I'm afraid I was blown by the wind last night and felt a little uncomfortable."
"I'll go back to the house and take a rest."
He said, then went back to the house, wrapped himself in a quilt, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Chen Changsheng glanced into the room, then looked away after a moment.
He said to Ruyi and Ping An: "You two watch first, I will come over in a moment."
"Okay." Ruyi nodded in agreement.
Chen Changsheng stood up and walked into the house.
He closed the door and walked to the bed.
As soon as Yanhuanglou lay down, everyone felt a little weaker and even more powerless.
Chen Changsheng sat down and asked: "Feng Han?"
Yanhuanglou opened his mouth and nodded in agreement: "Maybe."
Chen Changsheng said: "Chen, you can see that there are some things that you can't say directly?"
Yanhuanglou was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and he murmured: "That's right, after all, you know some martial arts, you can see it right."
He smacked his lips, and after a moment of silence asked, "So, am I really going to die?"
Chen Changsheng nodded calmly and said: "Your energy and blood have reached the end, I guess so."
Yanhuanglou breathed a sigh of relief and said a little lostly: "It's really true..."
He had already felt a little uncomfortable.
At first I thought it was a minor illness, but then I slowly realized that it was not the case.
He felt that he didn't have much time left.
Yanhuanglou muttered: "In the past, they told me that elderly people would have a premonition that their days would be numbered. I thought it was a joke, but now I really believe it."
Chen Changsheng said: "Since when did you feel like this?"
Yanhuang Loudao: "I had a premonition before you came. I don't know how many days I can last. I was able to go out and set up a stall in the past two days. Today I feel like the world is spinning as soon as I go out.
It feels like I'm about to faint, I'm afraid it's almost time."
The room became quiet.
Chen Changsheng's eyes were not on Yanhuang Tower, but on the clutter in the room, looking a little lost in thought, but only occasionally.
All I think about are empty things.
He slowly came back to his senses and said: "Chen is somewhat reluctant to let you die."
Yanhuanglou smiled and said: "I'm not going to die next moment, so why are you talking about this?"
"Why don't you let me talk about it?" Chen Changsheng said.
"Let, why not let?"
Yanhuanglou took a breath and said, "I can't do it now, and I don't have the energy to argue with you."
Chen Changsheng said: "No problem, you always have nothing nice to say. Chen can always predict what you are going to say next."
"Yeah."
Yanhuanglou smiled.
He seemed very calm and didn't feel sad or afraid about it.
Chen Changsheng asked: "Aren't you afraid?"
"Afraid of what? Afraid of death?"
Yanhuang Lou said, "I have lived for more than seventy years, is it not enough? These days, living over fifty is considered a long life."
He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I have lived enough anyway."
Chen Changsheng said: "How can this be done? You haven't even paid me back the tea you owed me. The hundred cups of tea you mentioned at the beginning."
Yanhuanglou chuckled and said, "I know you have no conscience. I'm going to die, and you still want me to work hard."
Of course he knew that Chen Changsheng was reluctant to let him go, but if he continued to echo Chen Changsheng, it would be too sad.
Chen Changsheng thought for a moment and asked: "If, I mean if, I can let you live a few more years, would you be happy?"
Yanhuanglou was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then said: "I'm happy, what's the point of not being happy about it?"
Chen Changsheng nodded and said: "Okay, then live a few more years."
Yanhuanglou smiled and said: "You say it seems like it will really allow me to live a few more years. Why, you still want me to live forever?"
Chen Changsheng did not answer, but simply said: "You can sleep peacefully while Chen goes out to take a look at the two dolls."
Yanhuanglou didn't say anything more, just agreed softly, closed his eyes and rested.
…
Before noon, the sky suddenly turned dark.
Occasionally a gust of wind would blow in from the alley, making it cool and refreshing, which was enough to quench my thirst at this time of year.
"It's going to rain."
Chen Changsheng raised his head and took a look.
Just as I was thinking about it, I saw big raindrops falling.
Ping An shouted: "It's raining, it's raining!"
"Ping An, stop shouting, come inside quickly."
Ruyi took Ping An's hand and went inside to take shelter from the rain.
Chen Changsheng also returned to the hall. He looked at the rain. He looked up and seemed to see a shadow on the sky.