Chapter 817
There is a village in the distance, which is said to be a village, but the scale is even larger than a town. You can see rows of white-painted walls, which are courtyards with red bricks and green tiles.
Ah Hong was shocked and blurted out in surprise: "This is Tianjiazhuang, are you here in Tianjiazhuang?"
Xu Buyan slowly slowed down his pace, but he still hugged Ah Hong in the waist and didn't let it go. He followed the road and headed straight to Tianjiazhuang, and said in a simple tone: "In the Mid-Autumn Festival in August, the family will be together. My junior brother is not here, so I'll take a look at my mother-in-law..."
A simple and simple sentence, however, fell into Ah Hong's ears and felt a deafening sound. She looked up in Xu Buyan's arms, as if she had known her husband for the first time.
"This idiot is stupid and stupid. He actually knows to come to see my mother?"
The moon hangs in the sky, the breeze sways slightly, and a big river gradually appears in front of you. It is the Wei River next to Tianjiazhuang. There are two huge water trucks standing on the Wei River, and you can hear the rumbling sound from afar.
Xu Buyan finally put Ah Hong down. The two of them walked slowly up the village along the river. When they passed by the water truck, Xu Buyan suddenly stopped slightly and said lightly: "My junior brother was born in the sky, and these two water trucks witnessed his glory. Now my junior brother is far away in Lingnan, so I should guard this village..."
Judging from his words, he actually felt like living in seclusion here. As the saying goes, there is no better wife than husband. Ah Hong clearly felt that her husband's language was lonely and desolate.
Although Xiao Suo was lonely, Ah Hong liked her very much. She actually didn't want to chase her husband around, nor did she want to make the name of the two green and red evil spirits in the Liaodong and East Domain. As a woman, she just wanted to find a small village with her husband quietly to live in a small village.
She likes her husband's loneliness and desolation!
It's time to be lonely and desolate!
Now that my younger brother has established a country, most of his younger brother's enemies have been secretly killed by himself and his husband. From now on, she and her husband should have their own lives and no longer have to worry about his younger brother's affairs.
The Wei River surging and the river rushes. The two of them slowly walked along the river bank and gradually walked into Tianjiazhuang.
Today, Tianjiazhuang has long become a famous town. The prosperous town is even qualified to compete with Chang'an City. There are blue bricks and green tiles everywhere, and white courtyard walls are seen. However, at the end of the village, there are still many old buildings.
Those are all the old houses in Tianjiazhuang back then, and no one has demolished them to this day. These old houses have witnessed an era and have now become the most glorious place for Chang'an people.
A stream flowed out of the Wei River and slowly flowed around the old house area of Tianjiazhuang. Xu Buyan held Ah Hong with one hand, and the couple slowly continued to move by the stream.
They passed half of the thatched hut and a yard, which was Han Yue and Doudou's ancestral home back then. They passed many moss-covered earthen houses, all of which were where the people in the village lived.
Unfortunately, although these old houses are well preserved, the people have long lost their retention in the houses. Today, Tianjiazhuang is extremely wealthy, and the people have moved to the new village in front.
The two continued to move forward and walked along the stream. Finally, a small courtyard appeared in front of them. The wood gate was covered with a faint door, and a dog was barking. There was still a faint light coming out there, and someone was still living.
Ah Hong suddenly sniffed, sighed softly, and said quietly: "The smell of mosquito coil, my mother is making mosquito coil..."
Mosquito coil, mosquito coil!
The mosquito coils from that time, the mosquito coils from Tianjiazhuang!
Mosquito coils have also witnessed an era, and for some elderly people, they have placed countless memories. Making mosquito coils is not to make money, but to recall certain people and things.
Xu Buyan's face was calm, and he didn't seem to hear the sadness in his wife's tone, but if you look closely at this young Taoist priest with low emotional intelligence, you will find that there is actually a warm feeling between his eyebrows.
"My father-in-law lived here, and his father-in-law married his mother-in-law here, so although this old residential area is dilapidated, for his mother-in-law, this is her home..."
This sounds a bit difficult to speak, but the deep meaning in the words is self-evident. Ah Hong was stunned, as if she knew her husband for the first time.
She suddenly felt a little moved and felt that what she had entrusted was a good person. In fact, women didn't want much, and this was enough in Ah Hong's heart.
The two continued along the path and soon passed through several rows of houses to the front of the courtyard. The courtyard was still vaguely the same as before, and it was cleaned inside and out.
Xu Buyan suddenly made another move that surprised Ah Hong. His dull and dazed husband actually started to tidy up his clothes. He first straightened the colorful ancient sword inserted behind him, and then carefully polished the wrinkles of his clothes with his hands little by little. However, his face was still dull and serious, and he looked clearly the same fool.
After doing all this, Xu Buyan suddenly took three steps forward. He usually communicated with others, but this time Xu Buyan did not call him his wife.
He came forward in person, stood in front of the wooden door of the small courtyard, then lowered his hands and straightened his body, and spoke upright: "The people who protect the clan of the Central Plains, the Taoist Ziyang lineage, are the new Honghua, and I come here to worship..."
Ah Hong stood aside in a daze, her bright big eyes were wide open, her pretty face was full of surprise, I wonder why her husband suddenly changed.
Xu Buyan's words just now were obviously a visit according to the etiquette of the world. At that time, Ziyang Zhenren and Qianlong were enemies for half a lifetime, but they could also be said to be friends for half a lifetime. Xu Buyan claimed to be the new Taoist Red Flower, which was the enemy who came to pay homage to his master according to the etiquette of the juniors in the world.
Although he is the master's enemy, Xu Buyan is still his elder. He is still rigid in his bones, but this rigidity is clearly a bit cute.
However, Xu Buyan said more than four words just now. He suddenly moved forward again and actually reached out and gently buckled the wooden door. This time he spoke more cheerful and his tone seemed to fluctuate.
He only heard him say warmly: "Dare you ask if your mother-in-law is at home? My son-in-law Xu Buyan, I will come to see you tonight. If it is convenient, please speak. My son-in-law is a little hungry when he comes. I really want to go to the house to have some warm food..."
"My God!" Ah Hong exclaimed beside her and subconsciously covered her mouth with her hands.
She really couldn't believe that her dull husband could say such things.
Listen, the son-in-law is hungry and wants to go home for a meal. This is a serious act of acting cute to his mother-in-law as a junior. Which mother-in-law in the world doesn’t like such a son-in-law?
At this moment, the hut in the courtyard finally moved, but when the door creaked softly, a slightly old figure slowly walked out.
This figure is not someone else, it is Aunt Tian!
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