Three hundred and ninetieth chapters: Sprinkle more
Chen Changsheng thought about how long he had known Yanhuanglou, whether it was half a month or three years...
I think it should be three years.
This old man, as ordinary as gravel, seems to be different from everyone else.
He should be an unserious person, but he left a particularly serious message in that letter, word for word, and every word he put his effort into.
Even if it's a farewell.
It also seems to be saying that there will be no more tea in the future...
Even though Chen Changsheng had guessed what the outcome would be before going out, he still couldn't calm down after seeing it.
He hoped that Yanhuanglou would take the pill, but it backfired...
It's right to think about it, after all, he is Yanhuanglou, the one who can spend his whole life just for a fan.
…
Yanhuang Tower had no wife, no children, and no old friends, so it was impossible to hold a funeral. Chen Changsheng found a coffin shop in Qingshan City and ordered a good coffin.
There were candles burning in the mourning hall all night long. Only Chen Changsheng and Wang Sanniang were staying here, and there was no one else.
Ruyi and Ping An went to bed early. It would be better for these two young babies not to watch this.
Wang Sanniang said with red eyes: "Brother Chen, we have to find a good place for Uncle Lou."
"Don't worry."
Chen Changsheng agreed and went out.
He left Qingshan City at night.
The place we went to was Zhenlong Mountain.
Suddenly there was a breeze in Qingxian Temple.
Taoist Zhixuan, who was meditating in that room, saw the strong wind blowing open the door.
There was a "click" and he was about to get up and close the door.
When I turned around, I saw someone had already arrived in the house.
When Taoist Zhixuan saw this man, he was startled, his legs went weak and he knelt down.
"Bow, pay homage to the Heavenly Master!"
Taoist Zhixuan was sweating profusely, kneeling on the ground and trembling.
"That cassock..."
Before Chen Changsheng finished speaking, he heard Taoist Zhixuan say: "Xiaodao has sent people to bury it back, and also set up an incense altar to burn incense every day. The Heavenly Master is a clear guide."
Chen Changsheng nodded, and then said: "Chen came today for a private matter."
Zhixuan Dao Ren said: "Master Tian, please tell me, I will definitely devote myself to the small way."
"Chen has an old friend who passed away. I would like to trouble the Heavenly Master to find a feng shui treasure on this green mountain. It would be better to be cleaner..."
Chen Changsheng thought for a while, but then changed his words: "Let's make it more lively."
Considering that Lao Huang has been alone for so many years, he probably prefers the excitement.
"Leading Heavenly Master's decree!"
Taoist Zhixuan did not dare to be vague at all, so he called his disciples to discuss the matter that night. Before dawn, he had already found a place and dug out the cemetery.
Early the next morning, he took his disciples into the city and personally carried the coffin all the way up the mountain.
He also performed rituals to save the souls of the dead.
Paper money was scattered in front of the grave.
Chen Changsheng said, "Spread more."
After hearing this, Master Zhixuan sent his disciples to the city to buy more paper money and returned, spreading it until dusk.
From beginning to end, Chen Changsheng only said this sentence.
It's the end of the day.
Taoist Zhixuan was already dizzy from exhaustion, and then he said: "Tianshi, the sun is setting soon."
Chen Changsheng came to his senses and said: "Thank you, Taoist Priest, that's all."
Taoist Zhixuan breathed a sigh of relief, and then left here with a group of disciples.
Wang Sanniang brought Ping An and Ruyi, and they stood behind Chen Changsheng.
Ruyi's wind and cold conditions improved a lot, and she asked, "Mom, where is Grandpa Lou?"
Wang Sanniang pursed her lips and said, "Your Grandpa Lou went to a busy place."
Ruyi looked at the small mountain bag covered with paper money in front of her. She felt that her mother must have lied to her, but she didn't ask too much. She was afraid that she would ask something she didn't want to know.
Ping An remained silent and said nothing.
Chen Changsheng withdrew his gaze and said, "It's getting dark. Sanniang should go down the mountain with Ping An and Ruyi as soon as possible."
"Brother Chen, what about you..."
"I'll watch it for a while."
Wang Sanniang nodded in agreement, and then went down the mountain with her two children.
Only Chen Changsheng remained in this tomb.
He stood here without moving for a long time.
The sky was completely dark, there was no starlight that night, and the bright moon was obscured by the clouds.
In the middle of the night, mist began to appear in the forest, and gradually there was a little light in the sky...
That night, he said nothing and didn't even move.
It wasn't until the cockcrow started that Mr. Qingshan, who was standing in front of the mountain, moved his steps and went down the mountain.
He returned to the courtyard, where Chen Changsheng sat on the chair and fell asleep.
I slept until noon.
It wasn't until the scorching sun above his head hit his face that he woke up slowly.
Chen Changsheng went to the kitchen and took a look. There were no hot meals or steamed buns. The surrounding corners seemed much deserted.
Occasionally, a breeze blew in.
Chen Changsheng actually felt a little more cold.
…
Ruyi and Ping An will still come to Chen Changsheng as usual.
Ruyi asked that day, "Uncle Chen, will Grandpa Lou never come back again?"
Chen Changsheng paused when he heard this and asked, "Who told you this?"
Ruyi lowered her head and said: "Ruyi is not as young as Ping'an and knows some things. My mother thought I didn't understand anything and lied to me that Grandpa Lou went to a busy place. In fact, I know..."
Chen Changsheng fell silent after hearing this.
He sighed, reached out and touched Ruyi's head, but said something that he shouldn't tell the child.
"Everyone will die. Some people are unwilling to accept it, and some people regret it. But there are also people who die in happiness. Your grandfather Lou already got what he wanted during his lifetime, and he accepted it all happily, so Ruyi, you don't have to feel sad about it, even though you
Grandpa Lou knows that he will never come back, and he is willing to do so."
Ruyi pursed her lips and blinked, but tears welled up in her eyes.
She couldn't understand what Uncle Chen said.
After sobbing a few times, she fell silent and started writing silently.
Pingan remained silent. Thinking about what Uncle Chen had just said, he wrote the words "die in peace" on the ground, and just looked at it dully for a long time.
When Chen Changsheng saw these two children, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
They are all sensible children, but this is not something they should know in the first place.
It's all the fault of this world.
…
In the afternoon, Wang Sanniang led a person to the yard and picked up Ping An and Ruyi.
Ah Qing leaned against the door, looked at Chen Changsheng who was sitting in the yard enjoying the cool air, and asked, "Aren't you sad, Changsheng?"
"A little sad." Chen Changsheng said.
Ah Qing walked up and sat down, then asked: "I brought it back from the peach forest. Come on, I will take you to pick peaches to eat."
These years of travel have given this girl some of the world's atmosphere, and she also speaks carefreely.
After hearing this, Chen Changsheng asked: "Do you want money?"
Ah Qing smiled and said, "I don't want your money."