Leaping Dragon Flying to the Sky

After walking across the bridge in two quick steps, Xiaodong let out a long breath of relief.

When he got back into the house, his face was almost numb from the cold, and his hands and feet were so stiff that he couldn't control himself.

I heard my brother say that the winter in Huiliu Mountain is very cold, but I didn't expect it to be this cold.He hurried into the room, and hugged the warm wood specially prepared for him by the elder brother into his arms.It is said that this thing is produced in the far southwest, and it is a thing on an island called Linzhou. There is nothing strange about it, except that it is warm.The piece brought back by the elder brother was more than two feet long, Xiaodong carried it whole in his arms, and stuck his face on it.

"Huh..." After hugging Nuan Muwen for a long time, I felt like I was finally alive again.

I heard it was not the coldest time yet, and he had already wrapped everything he could wear on his body. If it got colder this day, Xiaodong wondered if he would freeze himself alive.What Xiaodong said was right, Jiang Fan was right next to the well platform he mentioned, and found the fat box that fell on the ground without any effort, he quickly picked it up, and wiped the mud on it with his sleeve.

When the box fell to the ground, the lid was not closed tightly, and a seam was exposed, and the oil on the edge was hardened.While Jiang Fan felt distressed, he suddenly felt a little strange.

I haven't been able to find this box of oil for several days. At that time, the younger brother was not in good health.How did he know he forgot something here?If he saw it, why didn't he pick it up for himself?

Can't figure it out.

Jiang Fan rubbed his head and tucked the hand lotion into his sleeves.He is such a good person, he never digs into a dead end.I don't think about things that I don't understand. Anyway, after a long time, many things will naturally become clear.

Xiaodong hugged the piece of warm wood and was reluctant to let go. He stood up when he heard the knock on the door, and went to open the door with the wood in his arms.

"Brother Chen?"

Xiaodong was a little surprised.

Among the senior brothers and sisters, Senior Brother Chen is the least talkative, and he practiced very hard.In addition to sleeping, eating and drinking these things in a day, I spend almost all other time practicing.

Come here now, there must be something wrong, right?

Xiaodong hurriedly asked people to come into the house, it was very windy outside, and the sky looked gloomy, and it was sure that it would snow before it got dark.

Chen Jingzhi was holding a small bag of dark calico in his hand. When he untied it, there was a gauntlet made of rabbit fur inside: "I used this one before, don't dislike it, junior brother. I don't think you have a lot of trouble these days." The house is gone, are you not used to the weather here?"

Xiaodong was a little embarrassed: "It's okay, it's okay...just the wind."

"I didn't get used to it when I first came here, but it got better after a while. You can use this gauntlet first, and when the master comes back, he will help you to recuperate, so you won't be so chilled."

Xiaodong thanked him, picked up the gauntlet and tried it.Although it is old, it can be seen that Chen Jingzhi cherishes it very much.As soon as you put your hand in, you can feel the thick and soft fur, which is really warm.

He raised his head and smiled and said, "Thank you, brother."

Putting the gauntlet aside, Xiaodong went to pour tea, because he was afraid of the cold, so there was no shortage of hot water in the room.

Chen Jingzhi sat down, although his expression was still not cheerful and friendly, at least he was not so cold.

"It seems that you haven't used much food these days. Is the food not suitable for your taste? Don't be too shy. If you are not used to eating, just talk to the people on the stove. It will be a long time in the future. You are thin-skinned, so I'm sorry , but will it continue in the future?"

Speaking of this, Xiaodong was really a little uncomfortable.The dishes here in Huiliu Mountain have strong flavors and a lot of salt, and they are used to putting sauce in the dishes, as if it is not called a dish otherwise.I remember a few days ago, there was a dish made of taro and bacon, which choked up after one bite, and my tongue felt uncomfortable for several days. No matter how much water I drank, I felt uncomfortable, and I didn’t know how much salt was put in it.

"Don't treat yourself as a guest, you are also a member of Huiliu Mountain, so please speak out if you have any inconvenience."

Xiaodong felt that Brother Chen's words reached his heart right away.

In his heart, he probably thought of treating himself as a guest, right?

Only people living here would think about it, save some trouble, and don't cause trouble to the host family.

But Senior Brother Chen is right, he is not a guest, and he is not going to leave after staying here for a year or so.

He is a disciple of Huiliu Mountain, a disciple who formally entered and kowtowed to the patriarch, not a guest.

"Senior brother is right, I wrote it down."

"Where did you live, Junior Brother? Seeing that your food taste is bland and you are afraid of the cold, do you live in the south?"

"When I was young, the place I lived in was very warm, and the seasons were like spring," Xiaodong recalled those things when he was a child.

I don't remember very clearly.At that time, I was too young, and I remember in my impression that there was a bluestone road in front of the door, and the river was beside the road. My uncle held the boat that was shaking at the door, and bought wild peaches and sweet apricots wrapped in big green leaves. You don't need to wash it, just gnaw off the skin and let him eat it.

I only remember this little, probably because I was too young at the time, and many things were very vague. I couldn't even remember where I lived or what the name of the town was.Later, he followed his uncle all over the world as his family and never lived in one place for a long time.

Brother Chen talked with him for a while before leaving, and it was getting dark now.Xiaodong sent it to the door, and saw that the wind outside was not as strong as in the daytime, but the snow had already started to fall.

I don't know how long it has been snowing, but the ground in front of the door is already white.

"Brother, be careful."

Xiaodong was a little worried, the brother had to cross the bridge to go back to his house, it was dark and slippery, but it happened that there was no lantern in his house.

"Don't be afraid, I'm used to walking this way a long time ago. But junior brother, you should go into the house quickly, and don't be cold if you don't wear less clothes."

Xiaodong stood in front of the door and watched Chen Jingzhi walk away slowly, then rubbed his hands and went back into the house.

When he first lived in this house, there were very few things. He just changed his thin body and washed clothes, and he didn't have any other belongings.But the more you live, the more things you have.

A few days ago, senior brother came back and gave him this piece of warm wood. He hugged it to sleep at night, and the bed would no longer be as cold as an ice cellar. Today, senior brother Chen gave him another protective glove. Damn, things are so full that I can't put them down.

After dinner, the elder brother came over and instructed him to meditate and practice breathing, which has been like this for the past few days.

It's snowing today, Xiaodong originally thought that senior brother wouldn't be here.

To be honest, he felt a little guilty.There is nothing to say about senior brother's treatment of others, no wonder Senior Brother Jiang has been praising him for his responsibility, he is worthy of being senior senior brother.

The elder brother taught him that he didn't hide his secrets at all, and he couldn't explain the truth clearly, and he even practiced kung fu to help him recuperate.But Xiaodong felt that maybe he was just like what his master said, he was not a child who learned martial arts, his brother taught him with all his heart, and he himself was not lazy, but his progress was so slow that it was frustrating.

"Don't be impatient." The senior brother didn't look angry at all. He held his hand and put his fingertips lightly on the pulse gate: "Everything is difficult at the beginning. Isn't the old saying that the master leads the door, and the cultivation depends on the individual. You are Because I haven't touched the doorway yet, and I haven't got the hang of it, it's good to pass this hurdle, and the road ahead is smooth."

The senior brother was afraid that he would be discouraged, so he said nice things to comfort him.

Xiaodong also knew that he really didn't seem to be enlightened yet, and he was just anxious, but the more anxious he became, the more anxious he became, which didn't help the business at all.

The senior brother took a look at the rabbit fur glove that Xiaodong put on the bedside table: "I remember that the fourth junior brother seems to have one."

"This is what the fourth senior brother gave me. He told me to keep it to keep out the wind and warm my hands. He specially sent it in the afternoon and talked with me for a long time."

"Really? He has a heart. I heard that you want to go to Uncle Yun's grave to worship in the next few days?"

"Senior brother Jiang said that the weather is not good these days, so let me wait for the weather to clear up before going."

The elder brother nodded: "I will accompany you when the time comes, and also go to salute Uncle Yun. I was not there when he went up the mountain, and I couldn't talk to him."

Xiaodong said yes.

In fact, even if the elder brother was there at that time, there was nothing to say. My uncle insisted on going up the mountain, but he couldn't get up when he got to the mountain. I swallowed.

Mo Chen saw that he had said hello, so he lowered his head and said nothing, thinking that the younger brother probably thought of the deceased relative and felt sad again.

The wind outside picked up again, and the snowflakes were rolled up and slammed against the window paper.The lights in the room were dim, and Xiaodong was born thin and small, so when he lowered his head, his shoulders shrank a little, the little ball was really pitiful.

For no reason, Mo Chen felt his heart tighten.

It's not like he doesn't know how to say words of comfort and persuasion.

It's just that he also understands that some things are said just as a formality, and he can't sit still without saying a word.But those words are the same whether they are said or not.The discomfort in a person's heart will not dissipate easily after hearing a few words.

Maybe it will take a long time, and only by living day by day can we slowly heal the pain of losing a loved one.

He stretched out his hand, tentatively, and rubbed the little junior brother's head again.He looked up and wrinkled his nose to himself.

He doesn't like people rubbing his head all the time.

Of course, who would like others to keep rubbing themselves like an ignorant doll?

Mo Chen didn't persuade him any more, seeing that he was cheered up again, he began to instruct him to continue practicing exercises.Seeing that he quickly became focused and closed his eyes to concentrate on practicing, Mo Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

By the time Xiaodong finished practicing the mental method this time, it was almost two o'clock.As soon as he pushed the door, Xiaodong was taken aback. He just listened to the heavy snow falling in the room, but he didn't expect that there was already such a deep layer outside. Everything he could see was covered by snow, and the wind became even tighter. Yes, anyone who shaves can't open their eyes.

The elder brother lived farther than the fourth elder brother, and he lived closer to the master.

Such heavy snow made Xiaodong dumbfounded.

He had been to quite a few places with his uncle before, but this was the first time he had seen such heavy snow.

The night was dark and windy, the snow was so heavy, and the road was too difficult to walk.

Xiaodong turned around and said, "Eldest brother, why don't you spend the whole night with me, the snow is too heavy and the road is difficult to walk, why don't you go back at dawn tomorrow?"

This bit of wind and snow is nothing to Mo Chen.The younger brother is just getting started, and he has not mastered kung fu at all. He still sees things with the eyes and thoughts of ordinary people.

Mo Chen originally wanted to say it was fine, but changed his mind when the words came to his lips.

The wind and snow are so heavy, and the younger brother lives alone, so he is not afraid of the cold, maybe he is also afraid of the dark.

He agreed briskly: "Okay, then I'll just stay with my junior brother for one night."

As soon as he said this, he saw that Xiaodong's eyes lit up, and he was busy taking bedding and pillows from the cabinet, busily busy, like a bird happily nesting in mud.

It seemed that he guessed right, but he didn't know whether the little junior was afraid of the cold or the dark.