Thousands of years

"The road is not easy to walk on. Be careful, everyone. If you are injured in this mountain forest, you can only go all the way to the town ahead to deal with it. Burning at night is very dangerous."

On the mountain road after an autumn rain, the green moss under the trees is nothing. What really makes this road difficult is the mud that seems to be able to suck your shoes down, and the surrounding rocks that may roll down at any time. .

He Qinglian led the way at the front of the team, as usual, taking care of everything before and after, with such a calm appearance, people can feel relieved just by looking at it, and don't need to worry.

The master followed behind He Qinglian, taking care of the old mechanic's family, without any worries about the status of his apprentices—as if the things that were rumored in HZ City never happened.

"Pay attention to your feet and avoid the bushes on the side. It's not winter yet, I'm afraid there will be snakes." The master is also arranging dozens or hundreds of people here, always caring about everyone's safety.

"Ah!" The person pushing the cart accidentally stepped on the stone and sprained his foot. In order to protect the cart he was pushing from falling over, he leaned to one side and rubbed half of his body in the mud.

The people walking nearby hurriedly surrounded them, and the two sisters He Qinglian and He Qingan, one behind the other, even rushed over: "If you can't walk, take a rest, we came out early... After all, it's the people who matter, so we can't walk." It’s the loss of these fabrics, and we can still weave them!”

While instructing, He Qinglian looked at the injury of the man who fell just now.It's not big if you say it's big, but if you say it's small, it really swelled up at that time. If you walk all the way to a place where you can rest your feet in the town, the injury will also have its roots.

"Miss He, there's no need, I can still go." As soon as he was helped up by the crowd, the man tried his best to push the cart with a handcart. His limping appearance made people anxious, but he couldn't stop him at all.

The old man who had just lifted the man looked at the horrific bruises on the man's ankles, sighed repeatedly, and then stopped doing it when he heard the brave words: "I think you are going to die!"

"Don't leave now, just take a good rest!" Now that she is a little girl, she is really capable of being alone, and even more so in the past few years, she has won the approval of everyone, "If it hurts the body, why should we do this?" Far away?"

When He Qing'an was speaking, a couple of about 50 years old standing beside him kept wanting to speak, but they faltered for a long time, but they couldn't come up with a reason. This kind of stalemate was until the old lady uttered a sound: "I……"

I thought the old lady would be able to speak out what she wanted to say when the gentleman on the side finally stopped, but he didn't want He Qing'an to be full of resistance when he saw the latter, turned half of his body, and directly took the old lady with him. The wounded on the side were isolated.

"Hey..." The old woman turned her head away and sighed. After all, she couldn't say anything, she only looked at her husband with red eyes.

"Wow, wow!"

The child's crying sounded suddenly, attracting many people's attention. He Qing'an only glanced at it, and there was a bit of disgust on his face.On the contrary, the couple completely forgot their panic just now and rushed over in a hurry.

With the words of the two girls of the He family and the owner of the machine workshop, and the fact that there were not only one wounded, they found a flat highland far away from the valley, took out their lost luggage, and found three or two pieces of oil paper. Come out, put a cushion on the ground, and just make do with it.

Seeing that it was getting late, no one among the people who sat together in a group knew what would happen in the deep mountain—bandits, or what jackals, tigers and leopards, no one could tell.

"Doesn't she know about Qing'an?" The master took advantage of He Qing'an to go to the side to visit the mechanic who was injured earlier, and sat down next to his disciple, "It's just like that, I'm afraid It's going to chill people's hearts."

"What?" Master's words were clouded, although He Qinglian asked He Qinglian to open his half-closed eyes, but he locked the latter's brows tightly, "I don't know how she is."

He Qinglian only knew that something was wrong with her little sister during the half month or so, and she didn't know what to worry about all day long.On the contrary, I just gave birth not long ago, so busy taking care of so many people, it's really a bit overwhelming, I really don't have the extra mood to take care of my little sister.

"At the Ning family, about Ning Shouyun...doesn't Qing'an know about it?"

Before He Qinglian could respond, the master said firmly, "Qing'an probably doesn't know about it. You are busy these days, so how can you have time to talk to her?"

Now the apprentice probably understood what was going on, and thought about it carefully: Usually, the little girl always feels that her husband has robbed her sister and left, and she is not very angry with the Ning family, so she naturally doesn't like it. Notice the changes in Qing'an during this time.

"This girl! Could it be that you have listened to the gossip outside!" Not daring to offend other people's rare rest, He Qinglian can't scold or say anything, "Just treat me as a fool, if it really happened, how could I do it?" ..."

"Sister, what else can I do?"

He Qinglian was interrupted by his little sister before he finished speaking, He Qinglian was busy and busy, and he was already impatient, so he couldn't help getting angry.

It's just that He Qing'an always thinks for himself when dealing with the truth, but he doesn't know who this temperament follows, and it's easy to believe what other people say...

Slightly closing her eyes, He Qinglian just pretended that she didn't hear the impolite interruption, put one hand on her forehead, gently pressed her swollen temples, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Forbearingly making the master sitting beside her feel distressed, she couldn't help sighing that the two sisters are indeed a family, and it's as if they didn't open their mouths when something happened, hiding in their hearts, and they didn't know how to say it!

"If my sister is not so kind, how can my sister misjudge someone?" Obviously, He Qing'an didn't mean to forgive her sister, and her usual voice was only raised to the loudest, and every word went straight to that place. a couple.

"I have found such a useless man, and I still have to take care of my parents for him! Those who know are said to be married, but those who don't know..."

The sound was really too loud, and He Qingan's purpose was to let everyone present hear it, and let the Ning family and his wife who were left behind with their two children listen to it!

"Snapped……"

"Sister?" Seeing the cup rolling down under her feet, He Qing'an was stunned: Obviously, I was doing it for my sister, sister... Could it be that my words were too harsh?

As a sister, she is naturally reluctant to beat her own younger sister, not to mention that He Qinglian also knows that it is her own fault of poor communication, but at this time, her younger sister's behavior like this makes the Ning family who has already thought too much What do parents think?
The cup was thrown on the floor, He Qinglian was angry with his younger sister, but also angry with himself for not knowing how to take care of things.Obviously, when he agreed to leave, he should have planned everything after that.

Blushing all of a sudden, He Qing'an just felt that his limbs didn't know where to put them. Should he squat down and pick up the cup, or throw himself beside sister?

For a long time, He Qing'an didn't do anything, just stood there in a daze, opening his mouth a little hoarsely: "Sister, I don't want to..."

"I, I didn't mean that!"

After a rustling sound, He Qing'an's words changed in tone. The elder sister just didn't know how to face the former, she just lowered her head, no matter what the master pushed, she didn't respond.

"You get up, I'm just angry... I have nothing to do with you."

"Get up!"

"Why are you bothering, hey... There are many things that us old people can't manage, things between children, hey! You are also confused." It was the old man who had shaken the wounded man with a word earlier. , by virtue of his qualifications, he is also an uncompromising person in the machine workshop.

He Qinglian realized something was wrong when he heard the old man speak. When he raised his head, he was shocked by everything in front of him and didn't know where to start.

"Miss He, why do you say you are doing this!" Seeing He Qinglian raised his head, the old man no longer interfered in this matter, he just let out a long sigh, frowned, and left.

Looking at the master with admiration, He Qinglian didn't know what to do—the Ning family couple had been helped by the old man to sit aside, and her little sister fell to the ground, feeling scared and wronged...

Fortunately, the master did not live up to He Qinglian's expectations, as An Ji's mother often said, no matter how old her own child is, she will always be the child in her heart. For her disciple, a master will go through fire and water, let alone such a thing?

"Qing'an, come with me." Standing up and walking to He Qing'an's side, the master gently supported the former a few times, but unfortunately he didn't pull, and sighed softly, "Take it easy, come to me when you calm down , there are some things your sister didn’t tell you, if you listened, you might feel better.”

Over the years, although my elder sister's master did not have the name of master and apprentice with the younger sister, he still has the emotion that surpasses the reality of master and apprentice, and is better than that of mother and daughter. He Qing'an quickly mixed his emotions with confusion. Clean up your clothes and follow the former.

"Stop..." After the words were out of her mouth, the old lady swallowed the following words. After calling this for a long time, she was not used to changing it back to the stranger's name, "Miss He, this matter is Shouyun That child's fault is that we two are sorry for you!"

"Mother, Shouyun is actually..." Thinking of what her husband said before he left, and looking at the second elder who had lived such a humble life in front of him, He Qinglian became more and more entangled.

Now that he has a child, of course he can understand what it means to be a parent, and also understand what Ning Shouyun is doing. If he speaks out, he will probably cause his parents to worry for nothing.

"actually……"

The Ning family's father was already panting with anger, and he didn't say anything nice about his son who didn't know what to do or what to do: "What happened to Shouyun? He did something wrong, you don't have to cover it up for him!"

"Actually, Shouyun went to join the army. He was afraid that he would not come back alive, so let me keep it from all of you!" He Qinglian spit out the truth, speaking as fast as the strings of rain in the south of the Yangtze River. Can't hear at all.

"What did you say?" Half of the mothers of the Ning family didn't hear what my wife said, and half of them... didn't want to believe it.

"Can't you come back alive?"

"He abandoned his wife and son, and he deserves not to come back!"

"Now I'm still thinking about finding a concubine, not to mention whether he can afford it or not, he deserves it!"

Obviously, the Ning family's parents don't want to accept either of these two outcomes...

"Miss He, Miss He is not good!" The sudden sound interrupted the self-deception of the three people here, "Wang family, that boy of Wang family has a fever now!"

The boy from the Wang family was the one who sprained his ankle earlier and fell into the mud pit. I'm afraid he caught cold after the sun went down——He Qinglian realized that the clothes he was wearing seemed a little thin, and now his anger has subsided. I just feel trembling all over.

"Quick, make a fire."

Obviously, these words have not crossed He Qinglian's mind. If it weren't for the lack of conditions, who would have thought of such a thing as lighting a fire?

Sure enough, the elementary school student who reported the news just now showed embarrassment: "Miss He, this mountain forest is too wet, and the firewood I usually carry has been burned out, and there is no dry wood in the mountain that can be ignited... Really. Yes, there is no fire to burn."

Thinking of last night that he had unbelievedly turned over the last bit of firewood in every place, and it happened that there was a heavy rain in the early morning, He Qinglian saw for the first time what true despair is.

If both parents died, the time when I took my little sister was already desperate enough, at least what I need to take care of is only two people, two mouths, now there are dozens of mouths, dozens of lives...

"Cough cough!"

"Whoa, whoa... whoa!"

"An'an, An'an..."

"Wait a little longer, wait a little longer..."

"No need to wait, Qing'an, go and take out the firewood from the cart that your sister is pushing." Presumably because I had a clear discussion with Qing'an, the master stepped out at a critical moment, directly breaking He Qinglian's hesitation.

"Master!" He threw himself in front of his little sister with staring eyes, He Qinglian didn't care about his image, right or wrong, so that he fell directly to the ground, which shocked Qing'an.

The master didn't take care of He Qinglian, and didn't even give the latter a look. He just looked at He Qingan fixedly, "Qing'an, go!"

"Yes……"

"Sister?" Before He Qing'an could understand what was going on, she saw her sister circling her legs in a shapeless manner, refusing to let her go.

"Miss He is this?"

"Since you have firewood, Miss He..."

"Since you don't ask Qing'an to go, then I will go." Without leaving any room for his disciples to maneuver, the master went straight to the cloth bag on the car, opened it and picked out dozens of long and short ones. Wood comes.

Dimly looking at the well-formed and shaped wooden block, He Qinglian bit her lower lip tightly, let go of her little sister, and silently shed tears from her red eyes just now.

He Qinglian understood that if everyone knew that the firewood was a part of the straight machine, they would definitely stop Master...

The fire was crackling and burning, He Qinglian blindly avoided it, as if he could be warmed by the stars in the sky, no matter what, he was unwilling to get half a step closer to the fire.

"Sister, she..."

"Don't worry about her, you won't catch cold on the left and right!"

"Crack, crack!"

"Isn't this firewood gone? Everyone obviously..."

He Qing'an, who turned his head sideways, didn't wait for Master to respond again, only saw a piece of trousers stained with muddy water.

I looked up and found: the master stood up to get his clothes, it was late at night, maybe he was going to rest...