"The name of this poem is 'If'..." Jun Moxie cleared his throat, a mysterious smirk flashed across the corner of his mouth, and cultivated his emotions for a while before he could sink into his Dantian and sing an emotional chant in an ups and downs tone.
Said: "Ah... if I were a hoe, you would be Dangwu; if I were a bow bender, then you would be a big eagle; if I were Qingming, then you would be Hetu; if I were a fairy sword, then you would be Xia Zhuan
...If, if, if, so many ifs, my heart... is all in it."
The voice was clear and deep, and it spread out slowly in the deep mountains and dense forests, so the whole valley echoed: "Hoe the crops... at noon... Hoe the crops... at noon..."
After finishing the chant, Jun Moxie looked at Mei Xueyan sincerely and said affectionately: "Xueyan, this is my heart. It expresses my most sincere affection for you and my desire for you... Love is higher than the mountains, love is higher than the mountains.
Haishen, you...just obey me."
Mei Xueyan frowned and recited these lines of poetry in a low voice. The more she read it, the more Monk Zhanger couldn't figure it out. Finally, she asked humbly: "What does this poem mean?"
"You just need to know that this poem is my beautiful wish for you. Only the sun in the sky can express this feeling!" Jun Moxie said seriously.
An inexplicable touch flashed across Mei Xueyan's face, but she still considered in her heart that the emotion in this poem was quite deep, but the literary level was too average... That's how she was, if she didn't understand something, she would
I tried hard to think about it, but this time I didn't understand it at all, and kept mumbling in a low voice... After a long time, when I was about to ask Jun Moxie again, a voice from far away suddenly said: "Who is making a noise here?"
Following this voice, a person flew out like a meteor, from far to near, landing in front of the two people. When he saw Jun Moxie, he was overjoyed: "Moye, you are here! I have been counting these days.
I've been waiting all day long, but my uncle's neck has grown too long..."
The person who came was none other than Dongfang Wendao, Jun Moxie's third uncle... Dongfang Wendao immediately saw Mei Xueyan and couldn't help but keep looking at her, saying: "This is..." He secretly praised in his heart: My nephew is really good at finding Mei Xueyan again.
I got a girl...and she's so beautiful..."Your niece-in-law, my wife..." Jun Moxie introduced her hurriedly.
Third Master Dongfang immediately panicked and touched his body left and right. After a long time, Dongfang Wendao looked embarrassed: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I...I, as an uncle, didn't bring any greeting gifts."
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Mei Xueyan followed Jun Moxie and really suffered a lot of embarrassment... Along the way, as long as she knew someone she had a relationship with, Jun Moxie would introduce: This is my daughter-in-law, my wife, my wife, Zhuo Jing and so on...
…Mei Xueyan was silent when they were introduced in this way; because the relationship between these people was worthy of Jun Moxie’s respect or closeness…but they were all his juniors…which was really uncomfortable.
As time went by, Mei Xueyan no longer cared about this... She had gotten used to it. She also developed a thicker skin... It was really embarrassing to follow this guy who was not thick-skinned... "What kind of meeting gift do you need..."
Jun Moxie declined enthusiastically: "...Why don't you make up for double portions when you go back? Xue Yan definitely won't mind..."
"You really don't see anyone outside! Don't you know that your third uncle doesn't have much money?" Dongfang Wendao glanced at this good nephew angrily: "Let's go, your grandma is waiting for you, her eyes are so full of presbyopia.
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Jun Moxie cursed for a while: What? Presbyopia? Old people will have presbyopia when they get older, right? How can you say that you are looking forward to me? This is this and that?!
When Dongfang Wendao said the seventh sentence, 'We're almost there, we'll be there just after turning a corner', he finally saw the gate of the Dongfang Family... This made Jun Moxie very suspicious of this uncle's concept of distance...
...From more than three hundred miles away, you said, 'We are almost there, just turn a corner and we will be there...', but until now, we have turned a hundred and ten turns... The Dongfang Family appeared in front of Jun Moxie.
Jun Moxie was surprised.
As far as the eye can see is a valley.
In the valley, there are fields all around. Only in the middle, there is a large house with red walls and green tiles, but it does not have any luxury of aristocratic family, but... it is like a peaceful and ordinary countryside... But,
This simple and unsophisticated village has a unified wall...and is divided into families...in the middle is a wide mainland, paved with fine stones. Over the years, the gravel road has turned dark brown, and even...
There is no edge at all... Nine people are waiting in front of the door.
There is a rosewood chair in the middle, and sitting on the chair is a thin old lady with a snow-white head and even her eyebrows. Although she is old, her spirit is particularly good, her eyebrows are kind and her eyes are kind. Only in the blink of an eye, she...
She could still see the sharpness that she had in the world back then... She was smiling all over her face. Seeing Jun Moxie's arrival, tears welled up in her eyes uncontrollably... "This is your grandma..." Dongfang Wendao said in a low voice.
Authentic: "Back then...she had a good look, and she still looked like she was thirty or forty years old when she was seventy or eighty years old. But your mother's miserable look when she came back... made her head...
He turned white overnight...and also became older and haggard day by day...until he looks like this now...sigh..."
Dongfang Wendao spoke so seriously that Jun Moxie felt sad in his heart... He remembered what his grandfather Jun Zhantian said to Mrs. Dongfang before leaving: "Your grandmother is not a simple person, she is like an old goblin;
We are in our seventies or eighties, but it looks like there are only about thirty people... She looks exactly like your mother, with more elephant sisters than mother and daughter. She is extremely graceful, graceful and elegant, showing everyone's demeanor..."
Jun Wuyi also solemnly warned: "Mo Xie, you must respect your grandma more after meeting her, but don't feel uncomfortable when she seems to be very young. Mrs. Dongfang can be said to be the most powerful person your third uncle has ever known in his life."
A wise woman…”
But now, thinking of the warnings from his grandfather and third uncle, Jun Moxie only felt sad, sincerely sad... The impressions of Jun Zhantian and Jun Wuyi still stayed ten years ago... Mrs. Dongfang, her grandmother, has been there since
After I took my daughter home, in a short period of time, she turned into what she is now... a chicken-skinned crane, very old!
What kind of mental torture would it take to become like this?
Although her daughter is married and has children, in the old lady's heart, she is still the little girl with braids that she held at her knees. She was shocked to see that her daughter was so traumatized that she was worse off than dead, and she couldn't even sleep.
Mrs. Dongfang's motherly heart also collapsed... With her daughter like this, what kind of image does a mother care about? Under such worry, her hair turned gray overnight... These ten years have been filled with countless trivial matters.
There is a strong enemy outside that oppresses the Suo family, and the heart and mind are hurt. How can we not grow old?
Next to her, the second master Dongfang Wenjian and the uncle Dongfang Wenqing stood on the left and right. Several boys and girls behind him looked at this side curiously, and three middle-aged beautiful women with dignified manners looked at Jun Moxie and Mei Xue quietly.
Smoke, the old woman did not speak, they did not say a word.
"It's Wen Xin's son... Is it Mo Xie? Jun Mo Xie?" Mrs. Dongfang stood up tremblingly and looked at the young face in front of her. In a daze, she seemed to see the shadow of her daughter when she was a child;
Seeing her daughter walking over delicately... she suddenly thought of her daughter who was still unknown and whose heart was closed, and suddenly her eyes were red; she managed to take two steps forward, and her voice was floating in the wind.
Already trembling a little: "Come...come closer, come here quickly, let grandma take a good look...my grandson, why did you come..."
An indescribable sourness arose in Jun Moxie's heart, and he forced a smile, and then he slowly came forward, kneeled on the ground, raised his head, and looked up at this strong man who had faced such a bleak future for his children.
The old man has only respect and kindness in his heart, and also... an indescribable sourness... That year, Jun Wuhui died unexpectedly; Dongfang Wenxin suddenly heard the bad news and fell ill, so Mrs. Dongfang went out in anger and massacred the world; Dongfang Wenxin
Assassins are everywhere, the continent is shaken, and Xuanxuan is wiped out with blood. No Xuanxian in the world dares to take the role!
Back then, Jun Moyou and Jun Mochou were killed in mysterious circumstances. It was still the revenge of the Dongfang family, and blood flowed thousands of miles; even the Tianxiang Palace was full of heads... These were all the masterpieces of the old lady in front of her; for the sake of her children, she
He would not hesitate to use the meager strength of an Eastern family to become the enemy of the world and start a war with the world!
What a courage!
Even if you kill the whole world, you still have to take revenge!
What a deep hatred this is... This is all for her daughter, for that true love!
Similarly, it is precisely because of this that the Dongfang family was surrounded and suppressed by the three supreme beings. At the end of the road, this peerless beauty reluctantly made a vow, with endless regrets and full of pain,
Faded out of the world... No revenge was avenged, no blood was paid; but he had no choice but to sink into the sand and return sadly... From then on, he never came back to the remote mountains! Facing his daughter's endless pain day and night, facing the helplessness in his heart,
How can this mother, who loves her daughter so deeply, be so embarrassed in the face of a lifetime of pain?
The sword peak collapses the snow mountain, and the mysterious beasts are punished by heaven!
For ten years, spent in silence in such an inaccessible and remote place... How could the old man feel so good? How could such harsh conditions be achieved? If it was never achieved, wouldn't it be like this for the descendants of the Eastern family?
Sun Lao died in the mountains? For the sake of a daughter, he had to involve the entire family. Even if he sacrificed without regrets, it was still difficult to face other family members. What a huge pressure this was! It was always on the heart of the old lady.
Dilemma... If he had not agreed to such conditions, the Dongfang family would have been destroyed on the spot, and there would be no luck! He had no choice but to agree, but it only resulted in the current survival... Jun Moxie suddenly felt that he understood his grandmother very well...
…The pressure on this old man who looks frail is too great and too heavy…