Amnesia Tyrant’s White Moonlight - Chapter 53

    “Xiao Gu, Hugh is rude…”

    A young man in an indigo blue robe came out of Daoji, about thirty years old.

    If the boy’s face is only five points similar to Jian Diyue’s, then the young man in front of him has eight points.

    His eyebrows and eyes were carved out of the same mold as Jian Diyue.

    The blue-robed youth walked quickly to the crowd, stretched out his hand to pick up the boy from the ground, and bowed his head repeatedly to apologize to Jian Diyue.

    “Old man, I’m sorry, the dog is naughty, I’m bothering you…”

    The young man held the boy in his arms, apologized to Jian Diyue, and raised his eyes to look at Jian Diyue.

    Jian Diyue is also watching him.

    After the two looked at each other, they were stunned at the same time.

    The young man was stunned: “Why are you with me…”

    Yun Pianpian was dumbfounded, she never thought that there would be two people so similar in this world.

    Jian Diyue recovered from her daze.

    He asked hesitantly, “…Are you a descendant of the Jian family in Jinzhou?”

      Zhulin visited him, but he would be indifferent every time. Over time, the elder brother gradually became colder. Later, the elder brother got married and had children and had a life of his own. He visited him once a year, and gradually changed to once every two years, once every three years…

    Jian Diyue gradually lost contact with the Jian family in Jinzhou.

    After the death of her parents, Jian Diyue’s connection with her brothers was completely cut off.

    Jian Diyue thought that the young man was his brother’s child.

    The young man shook his head when he heard Jian Diyue’s words: “The younger generation grew up in Xuzhou, and has never been to Jinzhou, but…”

    Jian Diyue asked: “Just what?”

    The young man raised his eyes to look at Jian Diyue, and said hesitantly, “It’s just that the grandmother of the younger generation is from Jinzhou and later married to Xuzhou.”

    Jian Diyue was stunned for a moment, her fingers trembled slightly, and her voice began to tremble.

    “Your grandma, what’s her name?”

    Seeing the expression on Jian Diyue’s face, the young man’s expression froze, as if he remembered something.

    He looked at Jian Diyue and gradually became a little solemn.

    “The younger generation’s grandmother’s surname is Yang, and the single name has a soft character.”

    Jian Diyue’s pupils tightened, her expression froze, her expression froze on her old face.

    He stared blankly at the young man.

    “Arou…”

    The slender and beautiful woman in my memory.

    She was his wife.

    But he divorced her.

     Evicted her from the house.

    He’s sorry for her.

    Jian Diyue raised her old eyes and looked at the blue-clothed youth in a trance.

    Why does Arou’s grandson look so similar to him?

    Yun Pian Pian has been with Jian Diyue for three months, and once heard the name from his mouth, that day Jian Diyue and Xiao Changyuan had a drink test, and Jian Diyue’s drink was even worse than Xiao Changyuan’s. A few glasses of wine were poured, and Arou’s name was called before she got drunk.

    “Arou, bring some wine, we won’t go home if we don’t get drunk…”

    When Yun Pianpian heard the name, she guessed that Arou might be her wife.

    But Jian Diyue never told them about her mistress, and Yun Pianpian didn’t take the initiative to ask him, for fear of causing Jian Diyue’s sadness.

    Unexpectedly, she would hear the name of Shi Niang from other people today.

    Yun Pianpian has watched countless TV series.

    Experience told her.

    This young man is most likely the grandson of Master and Master.

    The young man seemed to see the suspicion in Jian Diyue’s eyes. He looked left and right. The street was full of diners queuing up. After all, this matter was their family’s private matter. So he said to Jian Diyue, “Can seniors take a step to speak?”

    Jian Diyue nodded: “Okay.”

    The crowd followed the young man into Daoji. The waiter called the young shopkeeper. Only then did Yun Pianpian know that this young man was the shopkeeper of Daoji. Everyone walked through the shop and came to a yard. The environment of the yard was quiet. The garden looked like it had been carefully taken care of. The young man carried the boy and led everyone to the main hall at the back of the yard. The maids brought tea and water, and asked them to invite the old shopkeeper.

    The young man said to Jian Diyue: “The younger generation knows very little about what happened back then, so let the younger generation’s father tell you.”

    After a while, a middle-aged man in his fifties or sixties walked in. After seeing Jian Diyue’s face, his face was slightly startled.

    Yun Pian Pian was a little disappointed when she saw the appearance of the middle-aged man, because the middle-aged man and Jian Diyue did not look alike, but she thought about it, appearance and IQ can be inherited from generation to generation, Maybe only young people and little boys have inherited Jian Diyue’s appearance.

    After the middle-aged man took his seat, he stared blankly at Jian Diyue, and did not speak for a long time.

    Jian Diyue is withdrawn and does not like to talk, but he took the initiative to ask: “Arou is here?”

    When the middle-aged man heard the name, he said sadly, “My mother passed away the year before.”

    Jian Diyue was startled, and her old eyes were instantly red.

    “…Arou died?”

    The middle-aged man said in a low voice, “Not long after my father died, my mother went with him.”

    Jian Diyue stared blankly at the middle-aged man in front of her.

    “…Father?”

    The middle-aged man looked up at Jian Diyue, and slowly told the unknown story to Jian Diyue.

      , My father was a cake peddler back then. After my mother fled to Syria, she became a neighbor. My father took pity on my mother’s life experience, so he said to take care of my mother. , My mother was reluctant to marry, but she was worried that I would be looked down upon without a father when I grew up, so I married my father…”

    When Jian Diyue heard the middle-aged man’s words, she suddenly recalled the last time he saw Arou, that slender woman once had red eyes and wanted to say something to him, but at that time he But interrupted her coldly: “You will only hinder my swordsmanship…”

    It turned out that Arou was pregnant with his child…

    Thinking of this, the end of the month is filled with remorse, and my heart is beyond remorse, and the old eyes become moist and reddish.

    The middle-aged man continued: “I was rebellious since I was a child, obsessed with swordsmanship, didn’t like to listen to my father’s words, and quarreled with my father at every turn. I always thought I was my father’s own flesh and blood, until I fought with my father once, I accidentally broke my father’s hand making pastry, my mother got mad at me for the first time, she said I can’t do this to my father, because my father is kind to us, because I am not my father’s child, until then, I didn’t know I was but my mother told me that my biological father was dead, so I never thought of looking for my biological father…”

    Jian Diyue looked at the middle-aged man with red eyes.

    It turns out he is his child.

    He has children.

    But he never knew.

    The middle-aged man continued calmly: “After my father’s arm was broken, I gave up swordsmanship and inherited my father’s business. In order to repay my father, I got up from morning to night to study cakes, every day and every night. When thinking about desserts, Dao Kee gradually grew in my hands, and after decades of hard work, I finally turned this small pastry stall in the city of Xuzhou into the famous Dao Kee.”

    Jian Diyue wants to praise his child.

     Compliment him for doing a good job.

    But he didn’t know how to speak.

    The middle-aged man said in a low voice, “Although my mother told me that my biological father was dead, I felt that she was lying to me. My intuition told me that my biological father should still be alive. After Daoji became famous, I asked around about the whereabouts of my biological father, and finally I found out that my biological father was the Jian family in Jinzhou. Then I disappeared. It was then that I understood why my mother looked so sad every time she saw me playing with a sword…”

     Jian Diyue heard the words, her eyes gradually dimmed.

    He is not qualified to be his father.

    Not qualified to praise him.

    Jian Diyue asked in a hoarse voice, “How is your father treating you and Arou?”

    The middle-aged man said: “My father treats me and my mother very well. When my mother gave birth to me, she bleeds heavily and stepped into the gate of **** with one foot. In order not to make my mother suffer, my father never mentioned it. Let my mother bear him a child, and he has always regarded me as his own.”

     Jian Diyue felt a little pain in her heart when she heard that Arou was bleeding heavily.

    The middle-aged man said: “My father died without illness the year before, and my mother became thin and eventually fell ill. She said that she was taken care of by her father all her life. After her father left, she would not take care of herself. She said that she I owe my father a lot, and now I have to go underground to accompany my father. When my mother left, she looked very peaceful. She said that her life has been ups and downs, but fortunately she met her father, and she will not live in vain…”

    Jian Diyue lowered her head and sat on the stool without speaking for a long time.

    No one could see the expression on his face.

    It took a long time before he said a word in despair.

    “That’s good…”

    If you don’t waste your life, that’s fine.

    The middle-aged man raised his eyes and looked at Jian Diyue, he took a deep breath, and had the courage to ask: “I’ve told the story of my parents for so long, it’s time to tell your story Now, old man, are you the Jian family in Jinzhou?”

    Jian Diyue slowly raised her head, her old eyes looked at the middle-aged man for a long time.

    It took a long time before he nodded slowly.

    “I am Jian Diyue.”

    The middle-aged man’s eyes suddenly turned red.

    He reached out and hugged Jian Diyue, and called him with a trembling voice.

    “Father, the boy found you…”

    The hot tears in Jian Diyue’s eyes finally rolled down.

    It burned the back of his hand.

    “Hey!”

    .

    Jian Diyue decided to stay in Daoji after meeting the father and son of the old shopkeeper of Daoji.

    Yun Pianpian deliberately said: “Master, don’t you go back to Jiangjia Village to farm with your disciple?”

    Jian Diyue said: “What kind of fields are you planting? Now that I have sons, grandchildren and great-grandchildren, I don’t care about your fields anymore.”

    For so many years, the moon at the end of the stream has always been like a mountain stream, reflecting the unreachable moon in the sky, he spent his whole life to pursue the endless swordsmanship, until now, he Understand that the most important thing is not the moon in the sky, but the life in the stream.

    He will make up for these lives with the rest of his life: his son, his grandson, and his little great-grandson.

    He will give all his martial arts to this little great-grandson who likes to play with wooden swords.

    Because of the pass of Jian Diyue, Yun Pian Pian finally ate the famous plum blossom cake. The appearance of plum blossom cake is fresh and elegant, the taste is delicate and soft, sweet but not greasy, in order to eat more plum blossom cake , Yun Pian Pian deliberately stayed in Xuzhou City for two more days.

    Before leaving, Yun Pianpian packed several boxes and wanted to take them back to Jiang Cuicui to eat.

    She thought for a while and said to Jian Diyue: “Master, if you meet someone named Chu Yi in the future, don’t teach him martial arts.”

    Yun Pianpian has always been a little afraid of Chu Yi’s protagonist’s halo.

    She was worried that after Jian Diyue moved to Syria, Chu Yi would still be able to find him with the aura of the protagonist.

    Jian Diyue asked: “Who is Chu Yi?”

    Yun Pianpian said: “He is the enemy of me and the stone.”

    Jian Diyue immediately said: “Your enemy, the old man will not teach him martial arts, girl, don’t worry.”

     Yun Pianpian heard the words, and then she felt relieved.

    Xiao Changyuan frowned slightly and silently remembered Chu Yi’s name in his heart.

    The two bid farewell to the Jian Diyue family, took Bling Bling into the carriage, and headed towards Jiangjia Village.

    The carriage traveled for a day and spent the night in the wilderness, and finally arrived at the county seat near Jiangjia Village at noon the next day.

    Yun Pianpian paid money to the groom and led Xiao Changyuan directly to the market to buy an ox cart. She visited several markets, and finally spent thirty-five taels of silver to buy a cow, followed by an ox cart.

    In the distance, the sunset is Yuyuan, and the flowing scenery is bright.

    The two finally returned to the familiar Jiangjia Village before dark.

    The author has something to say:    Finally back to the village, let’s spread the flowers!

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