remember who i am

On the outskirts of Jiangning City.

"Leave just like that?" Sha Yujin looked at the few people who had packed their bags, feeling quite reluctant.

In order not to be seen off by the enthusiastic Jiangning people, they secretly chose to leave Jiangning during lunch time.

"Yeah, Jiangning is not our home." Ji Yan put the last package of dim sum into one of the bullock carts.

Once you've done your job, you should leave.

The old scalper rubbed Ji Yan's arm affectionately. This is the scalper Hua Sheng brought out from Loulan. He diligently carried several people out of the thousands of miles of yellow sand, followed Hua Sheng all the way from Youzhou to Fufeng, and then from Youzhou to Fufeng. Fufeng walked to Jiangning.

It can be said that it is a special hard work.

Ji Yan gently smoothed the old cow's hair, and Brother Kun next to him also moved his fat body closer, and his nimble little head went straight under Ji Yan's hand.

The very fair Ji Yan really freed up a free hand to smooth the feathers of the crow who suddenly changed his temperament.

Qiao Yu, who had been resurrected from the dead, came out from behind Sha Yujin, revealing a square and delicate face, looking at Du Shaohui hesitating to speak, with radiant eyes, like two stars in the sky.

"Why, Brother Qiao, do you have something to say?" Ji Yan, who was always paying attention to Sha Yujin, asked with a smile.

During these days of contact, Ji Yan finally knew that Qiao Yu did not covet his Du Chunyu.

It's just that Du Shaohui was Qiao Yu's idol since he was a child, and it was Qiao Yu who saw his idol's grandson that he would show such eyes to Du Chunyu.

"No, nothing."

Qiao Yu, who had lost her ferocious fangs, was just an ordinary thin scholar, with a gentle and gentle appearance, which seemed particularly well-behaved.

Sha Yujin pushed Qiao Yu forward with the only remaining arm, and Qiao Yu took a step closer to Du Shaohui in an instant.

Looking at the idol so close at hand, Qiao Yu's face immediately flushed red, not knowing whether it was nervousness or excitement.

"Please give me an inscription, old man!!!"

Closing her eyes, Qiao Yu pushed the red satin in her hand forward stiffly, straightening her neck.

"Sir?"

Du Shaohui touched his face, "Am I that old?"

"Then... old... old uncle?" Qiao Yu opened his eyes, holding the red silk at a loss, and looked at Du Shaohui innocently.

"Cough, cough, cough—" Du Shaohui didn't know how to answer these words, so he picked up a pen and wrote four large characters on the red silk.

After finishing writing, I looked at it carefully for a while and saw that there were no flaws, so I gave it to this recalcitrant boy.

"Thank you! Thank you!"

Before reading the words on the red silk, Qiao Yu bowed down fiercely, holding the red silk and reading it carefully.

Sha Yujin flicked the red silk, and suddenly a mouthful of old blood was held in his chest.

The characters are good characters, vigorous and powerful, completely natural.

But who will tell him why it says "Hundred Years of Love"? !

Du Shaohui smiled ambiguously, and quickly got into a bullock cart, and Hua Sheng hurriedly followed.

Sha Yujin threw a cloth package behind her to Du Chunyu, "Some small gifts, it's an apology."

After finishing speaking, he snatched back the precious red silk from Qiao Yu's hand, and quickly ran to the two people's homes.

"Hey~?"

Qiao Yu, who was empty-handed, was only stunned for a moment, and then roared, "Sha-Yu-Jin!"

Chasing up, trying to snatch the red silk with the idol calligraphy.

But Sha Yujin ran so fast that Qiao Yu, who had been lying on the table and chair for a long time reading, couldn't catch up with him at all.

Qiao Yu had an idea and pretended to fall.

While running, Sha Yujin, who was paying attention to Qiao Yu, immediately ran back to catch Qiao Yu, but Qiao Yu nimbly snatched the red silk from Sha Yujin's hand, and quickly ran ahead.

Sha Yujin shook his head helplessly and slowed down his pace.

The sound of laughing and chasing gradually faded away.

"Third brother, you go back first."

Ji Yan smiled and got into Du Chunyu's bullock cart, showing his small head.

It has been half a month since the Blood Phoenix Army was screened out, and Jiang Ning has no new influx of people in red.

It can be said that Shen Yu's joy was empty.

And Ji Xiujie also wrote a letter, asking Ji Jing to bring Ji Yan back to Huanbei.

Relying on someone making decisions, Ji Yan became more and more unscrupulous, even daring to speak to Ji Jing in such a foolish tone.

But Ji Jing wasn't unhappy at all, he just showed embarrassment, "But the emperor has ordered you to go back too."

"Then you tell him that Ji Yan is dead!"

Ji Yan twitched his lips, obviously he was only hypocritical to him, so why should he be fooling around with him.

The rebellious villain in his heart couldn't help coming out to make troubles, and he didn't want to return to that suffocating place at all.

"behavior!"

Du Chunyu covered Ji Yan's mouth all of a sudden, his face turned ugly, "What nonsense!"

Ji Yan pursed his lips, and kissed that warm big palm hard.

"Boji!"

It was very loud.

Du Chunyu withdrew his palm like an electric shock, speechless.

But from an angle where no one could see, he clenched the hand that Ji Yan had kissed into a fist, carefully hiding his hand in his sleeve like he was holding a rare treasure.

Ji Jing's expression was also very ugly, he could tell that Ji Yan with his backing was not afraid of him at all.

Even daring to do such frivolous things in front of him, gritting her teeth, Ji Jing still can't accept her younger brother becoming like this.

"no!"

Ji Jing's face was gloomy, trying to show her authority as an elder brother.

Seeing Ji Jing's face darkened, Ji Yan instinctively leaned behind Du Chunyu, and buried his head on Du Chunyu's generous back, not wanting to look at Ji Jing again.

Ji Jing only felt her heart, liver and lungs tremble, and her breath became more blunt, "If you go back to this house, you have to go back, and if you don't, you have to go back!"

In a corner that Ji Jing couldn't see, Ji Yan quietly blushed.

I wanted to open my mouth to say something, but the words were blocked in my throat, and I couldn't utter a word.

There is Du Chunyu in Fufeng, but not in Huanbei.

Huanbei has nothing.

Firmly wrapped around Du Chunyu's waist, trying to drag Du Chunyu onto the bullock cart.

It's still best with grandpa.

Du Chunyu gently stroked Ji Yan's arm, "We'll go back with you."

Ji Yan let go of his hand suddenly, his eyes widened.

we?

Du Chunyu grabbed Ji Yan's arm that had lost strength, and whispered softly in Ji Yan's ear, "I'm with you."

"Really???" Ji Yan couldn't believe it.

"En." Du Chunyu nodded.

Ji Yan held Du Chunyu's face in his hands, and wrapped it tightly.

Then a small red mark instantly appeared on Du Chunyu's left cheek.

Ji Jing turned his back, his body was stiff, just now he yelled at Yan Yan again.

Du Shaohui, who had lifted the curtain of the car a long time ago, looked at Du Chunyu, touched Du Ziteng's little head, and said to Ji Yan and Du Chunyu, "Go."

Du Ziteng in the car was obviously stumped, frowning, desperately thinking about the next line of the poem.

"Grandpa, take care." Du Chunyu and Ji Yan said together, and bowed solemnly to Du Shaohui.

They couldn't accompany Du Shaohui on this trip.

"Okay, don't be nasty with me!" Du Shaohui waved his hand,

Urging, "Let's go, let's go."

In memory, Du Shaohui experienced too many partings, but every time, others watched him leave.

Even though they will meet again soon, Du Shaohui still can't help being hypocritical, wanting to look at the backs of the children.

In the past, what he was most afraid of was watching the shadows of important people go farther and farther away, getting smaller and smaller.

The two groups of people have different paths, Ji Jing, Ge Yue and Li Zhen want to go north and return to Huanbei, while Du Shaohui has important things to do and wants to continue going south.

Looking at his elder brother and master who were drifting away, Du Ziteng looked aggrieved, and shouted at Li Zhen who had gone away outside the bullock cart, "Master, I can't study medicine with you for the time being!"

Following Li Zhen in the past few days, Du Ziteng has learned a lot of knowledge, and he can barely see some common diseases.

"Why are you crying, come to Youzhou to find a teacher if you have any problems in the future!" Li Zhen comforted the child.

"Good~"

Du Ziteng's voice turned into tears.

Du Shaohui slapped his little grandson on the head, "Look at your talents!"

It's not like never seeing each other again.

The whip was whipped on the honest scalper, and the cart moved slowly and evenly.

"Ziteng, keep on reciting." Du Shaohui picked up the scented snack and waved it in front of Du Ziteng.

"Tuan... Tuan Fuyao, Fuyaoyao... And, the one who goes up, who~, who~" Du Ziteng glanced left and right in embarrassment, but really couldn't remember.

Seeing Grandpa Hua next to him stretch out a finger, he was suddenly blessed.

"Ten thousand miles!"

Du Shaohui: ...

Du Shaohui stuffed the delicious Huasheng brand dim sum into his mouth, and looked at Du Ziteng dissatisfiedly, who is so stupid?

The winding path leads to secluded places.

Shen Yu knelt on the ground slumped, looked at Ling Yun in front of him, and said coldly, "They left?"

"Yes." Ling Yun gritted his teeth, his body was already red.

"Then you go ahead and accept the crime." Shen Yu threw down his sleeves, and walked towards the dark cell in the thatched cottage where Ji Jing was once imprisoned.

Ling Yun followed Shen Yu, moved with great difficulty, and also entered the secret compartment.

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Du Shaohui: Du Ziteng is so stupid, who should he do?

Du Chunyu: I don't know (╯﹏╰)

Ji Yan: I don’t know (╯﹏╰)

Father Du: I don’t know (╯﹏╰)

Du Niang: I don’t know (╯﹏╰)

Hua Sheng: Hahaha, of course follow me (⊙ε⊙)

Du Ziteng: Meow meow? ? ?