There are always so many joys and sorrows in the world that are not under the control of others. When suddenly faced with it, there is only passive acceptance.

Qin Tian looked at Old Song in front of him. His face was thin and his originally peaceful brows were now filled with a hint of sadness. Qin Tian remembered his own life experience and felt a little sour in his heart, but it didn't take long before he showed a smile again. Come, "Uncle Song, I heard that there is another world after death. Maybe Miss Song will go to another world and start her new life. At this time, she may miss you in that world. I wonder if my father will be sad after I leave, has he taken good care of himself, has he had enough to eat, and slept well?"

Qin Tian looked at him and smiled, and said softly, "I think she can't wait to tell you that she is doing well in that world, so you don't have to worry about her."

Who said it wasn't? She can travel through it, who knows if Miss Song has traveled to another world after her death...

Song Lao looked back at Qin Tian, ​​his slightly cloudy eyes were a little wet, after a while, he smiled and said kindly, "I have heard all kinds of comforts, and it is your little girl who comforts the most. Gu Ling's 'Essence' strange!"

"It's not consolation, what I said is true."

"Okay, okay... This old man believes in you." Song Lao looked at Qin Tian with tears in his eyes, as if to get her affirmation, 'Is there really another world? "

Qin Tian nodded solemnly: "Yes, Miss Song must also miss you and worry about you in that world. ( ) Uncle Song thought she was married far away. Although you can't see her, you must believe that she is now Must be happy!"

Song Lao took a deep breath, then let out a long sigh of relief. He looked back at Qin Tian and smiled twice, his expression softened, "Little girl, thank you."

Zhou Bo stood aside and quietly wiped a tear. The master has been saddened by the death of the young lady for more than ten years, blamed himself for more than ten years, and lived a secluded and widowed life by himself. hope this little girl's words can really make him feel relieved.

After the old general Song finished the soup in his hand, he asked Qin Tian, ​​"Your son has gone up the mountain again?"

After several contacts, Song Lao already knew the relationship between Qin Tian and Zhuang Xinyan, and also knew the purpose of their coming here.

Qin Tian gave Song Lao another bowl, "Yeah, my son is very serious in his work, and he was just sick that day, I let him rest at home for a day, and let Haifu pick the tea down the mountain, but he didn't listen, not only did he not listen to him. He was willing to rest, and he was still stubbornly going up the mountain. He kept making tea every day when he came back from picking the tea leaves. He tried repeatedly. Not in the best shape!"

"It seems that your son is a persistent person. It's rare..." Song Lao took the soup and frowned, "Why give me another bowl, I can't drink it!"

"What are two bowls of soup? I can drink it. I boiled it for an hour and a half. Of course, I want to drink more." Qin Tian treated the amiable and poor old man as his elder, and his tone was naturally more. Some intimacy and casualness.

Song Lao was stunned for a while, but he didn't refuse. He picked up the bowl and started drinking again.

Uncle Zhou stared at him in surprise. You know, the old man used to be a one-of-a-kind person. He wanted him to eat more. It was useless to say good things. . I can't help but feel a little sour

"A little girl can say one sentence is more effective than me saying a hundred sentences." Zhou Bodulu said.

When Song Bo heard it, he glared at him, "Is your cooking delicious?"

Zhou Bo was speechless for a while, but he muttered in his heart: I am not a cook, and it is already very good to be able to cook the rice, who told you not to bring a cook!

Qin Tian covered his mouth and laughed. After laughing, he picked up Song Bo's words: "Although my son has some flaws, he also has many advantages."

"What advantages?" Song Bo asked with a smile

"The biggest advantage is that he is very filial," Qin Tian said with a smile. "He is also very smart, very thoughtful, calm and calm when things happen, and he has a good heart."

"I don't know anything else, but I agree with the good heart." Song Lao 'touched' his beard and smiled. He remembered how he took off his clothes to cover himself from the rain that day. In the past, it is not surprising at all. Many people are willing to do so. But today, he is just a villager in the mountains, but that young man still doesn't care. Hesitating to do so, it can be seen that he is indeed a kind-hearted son, just like the little girl in front of him.

Qin Tian looked at the book on the head of Song Bo's bed, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "Song Bo, my son can read and write. When he is free and you are free, I will bring him here. You and Is it good for him to talk? My son actually wants to get in touch with people, but he can't let it go. You are like-minded, maybe you can talk!"

Song Lao nodded and agreed: "You just bring him here, the old man is free anytime."

Qin Tian smiled and was about to say some words of thanks when he suddenly heard someone shouting outside again, "Master Zhuang, is Master Zhuang here?"

Qin Tian was stunned, and said to Song Lao: "Uncle Song, it seems that someone is looking for my son, I will go back and have a look."

Song Lao waved to her and signaled her to go quickly. When Qin Tian left Song's house, he saw a very grand and luxurious carriage parked in front of his yard. Many children led dogs around the carriage to watch the excitement. A man wearing a grey 'color' robe is knocking on the 'door' of his own courtyard.

"Who are you?" Qin Tian walked over with doubt and confusion.

The person who knocked on the 'door' turned his head, it was a man in his thirties, tall and burly, with a scar under his eyes, Qin Tian felt familiar, but he didn't remember where he had seen it.

She looked at the carriage next to her, the windows were closed and she couldn't see who was inside, and asked again, "What are you doing with Mr. Zhuang?"

At this moment, a slender, well-jointed hand suddenly stretched out from under the closed curtain of the car, and lifted the curtain embroidered with a flowing cloud pattern with gold thread, revealing a handsome and heroic face.

"I just wanted to ask Mr. Zhuang, if we agreed to come together, why did he just leave me like this?"

With thick eyebrows and big eyes, copper-colored skin, and a reckless smile, isn't it the Nicholas Tse that Zhuang Xinyan deliberately left behind?

Why is he here?

When Qin Tian was in doubt, he had already jumped out of the car. don't know if he was intentional or not, but the place where he fell just happened to be not far from Qin Tian.

Qin Tian took two steps back and looked at him with a frown. He was wearing a sapphire blue 'color' robe with gold and dark embroidery. The dark embroidery on his robes shone with golden light, and the 'color' was pure and bright, while the other half of his body was covered in a dim inky blue 'color' by the 'shadow' of the carriage. The enamel is emerald-like.

Seeing that Qin Tian was looking at him, Nicholas Tse smiled slightly, and his brows showed arrogance.

"Young Master Xie, why are you here? You know that we are here?" Qin Tian was very surprised. They came out quite secretly. Where did he get the news, and how did he find it?

Nicholas Tse carried his hands on his back, raised his head, smiled slightly, and showed a kind of arrogance in his smile,

"I'm a man of my word. Since I said I want to accompany you here, I won't break my promise. As for why I know you're here..." Xie Tingjun lowered his head and took a step closer to Qin Tian, ​​his deep eyes like the boundless dark night, " As long as I have the heart to know, there is always a way to know.”

He lowered his voice and said, and smiled, with a mysterious meaning.

When it comes to words, Qin Tian has nothing to say. If you really want to think about it, it is indeed their son who broke his promise first...

She looked at Nicholas Tse, who was smiling slightly, thinking to herself, why did he have to follow? Is it...

Qin Tian remembered what he said to her that night in the Mid-Autumn Festival, was it for himself...

Then he shook his head again, should not be, in everyone's eyes, he is just a little girl, he needs to work so hard for himself? Moreover, they have only met a few times. First, they didn't write poetry, and second, they didn't dance, and they didn't show the difference of transmigrating 'women' at all...

He must have thought too much, and maybe he just said it casually that night.

"My son went up the mountain..." Before Qin Tian could finish his words, he was interrupted by Nicholas Tse with a smile: "I've been thirsty and tired after traveling for so long, and I'm also your son's friend. And to visit your son, won't you invite me in to sit?"

After he said that, Qin Tian really couldn't find a reason to refuse...

On the other side, Zhuang Xinyan and Hai Fu were rushing down the mountain after picking tea leaves.

Because tea making requires the freshest tea leaves, it must be picked on the same day and made on the same day, otherwise the quality of the tea leaves will be affected, so Hai Fu goes up the mountain to pick fresh tea leaves every day.

"Master, I don't understand. Why do you want to follow me up the mountain? The sun is shining and the mountain road is not easy to walk. You are so tired and sweating..." Hai Fu was really puzzled, and he picked tea leaves. One person is enough, why should the young master follow him to ask for hardships?

Zhuang Xinyan understood what he meant, but did not say anything. Just trying to follow in Shanghai Fu's footsteps, he was panting, the clothes on his back were already soaked with sweat, and the wind was blowing and it was chilly, but he didn't think it was bitter.

Why? Before, he just avoided people and hid in the yard all day reading books and writing. He didn't have any illnesses on weekdays. He only thought that he was healthy, but he didn't expect that as soon as he came out, he would show his true shape, so he climbed a mountain and drenched it once. Yu Bian became seriously ill, not to mention compared to Hai Fu, even Qin Tian seemed to be inferior.

In the future, I have to take care of my wife and children, and I have to take responsibility for the tea shop. How can I do with such a weak body! If you want to practice your body, you must cultivate a strong body!

Of course, these words can't be said to Haifu. If you let him know, wouldn't he be laughed to death!

Zhuang Xinyan ignored him with a straight face and continued on his way.

The two quickly went down the mountain and entered the village. From a distance, they saw a luxurious carriage parked at the door.

Hai Fu frowned and said strangely, "Huh? Who's here?"

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