The grandparents and grandchildren chatted for a long time until late at night. After eating two bowls of hot chicken noodle soup, Cheng Shengxuan and Cheng Qiuyun were sent by Old Madam Cheng to rest and sleep.
After Cheng Shengxuan left, Old Madam Cheng looked at her eldest daughter-in-law with a heavy face.
"Qingman, you heard everything just now. Although Taoer jumped off the cliff to protect Shengxuan's safe departure, you..."
"Mother-in-law."
Meng's eyes were red and she tried hard to force a smile.
"My daughter-in-law understands."
"Tao'er was shot by a poisonous arrow. This is indeed the best choice. What's more, Shengxuan is also the blood of the Cheng family. We are all family. My daughter-in-law has no resentment in her heart."
"only..."
Meng's voice became choked, tears blurred her eyes, and she reached out and hit her chest hard.
"My daughter-in-law is heartbroken, it hurts like a knife."
In the end, even the bodies of her husband and son were never found.
Old Madam Cheng was extremely sad.
Those are also her sons and grandchildren.
Meng also knew that her mother-in-law was in even greater pain, but she couldn't suppress her emotions. Fortunately, she only cried for a while and suppressed her sadness.
She wiped away her tears.
"Mother-in-law, let's take you back to your room. It's getting late and you should rest."
Madam Cheng waved her hand.
"You guys go ahead, I'll go back by myself."
The two sisters-in-law nodded when they heard this, and supported each other as they left the hall.
After the two of them left, Old Madam Cheng also stood up and slowly walked back to her room with her cane.
The moment she closed the door, Madam Cheng could no longer hold back. Without even lighting a candle, she staggered back to the bed in the dim moonlight, sat down at the head of the bed, and let the tears flow from her eyes.
But she didn't want to worry the younger ones, so she could only cover her mouth tightly and sob softly.
…
Early in the morning, in addition to Yu An who was wielding a small wooden sword, there was also Cheng Shengxuan who was practicing sword in the yard.
After doing the horse stance and swinging the wooden sword a hundred times, Yu An sat on the doorstep, holding his chin with both hands, and watched his uncle practice the sword attentively.
When will he be as good as his uncle?
The sharp sword cut through the surrounding air, making bursts of sharp sounds.
As soon as Anlu opened the live broadcast room, he saw this scene.
In the distance is the rising sun, and thousands of rays of light dye the sky golden. However, the ray of light that came over was blocked by a big tree in the yard. The branches and leaves dispersed the light, casting dots of shadows and spots of light.
Cheng Shengxuan held the sword in one hand, and his every move showed his fierce momentum. The sword energy lifted up the yellow leaves under the tree, and they spun in the air for a few circles before falling down...
After finishing a set of smooth movements, Cheng Shengxuan took a breath and picked up the cup beside him to take a sip of water.
There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and beads of sweat slid down from his jaw, flowing over his Adam's apple that rolled up and down...
As if he was feeling hot, he raised his hand and tugged at his collar slightly, as if he wanted to open it a little to cool down.
Seeing his action, An Luo's face turned slightly red, but she still honestly held the phone and moved closer.
Suddenly a cheer came from inside.
"Wow! Uncle is so awesome!"
The cub clapped his hands and jumped up and down excitedly.
Hearing Yu An's voice, Cheng Shengxuan put down his hand, put away the sword, placed it on the stone table, ran over quickly and squatted in front of him, and scratched the little guy's delicate nose with his bent index finger.
"Does Yu An want to learn?"
"Hmmmm!"
Yu An nodded like a chick pecking at rice.
"think!"
Anlu put his phone on the table with some disappointment.
But it's also nice to watch the sword dance at the same time.
In this way, the big and the small were under the tree, accompanied by the morning breeze, the big one taught seriously and the small one learned attentively.
Watching the figure of little Yu'an holding the small wooden sword tightly and practicing clumsily one by one, in Cheng Shengxuan's eyes, the scene before him gradually overlapped with the scene when his elder brother taught him to practice sword many years ago.
If my brother were still alive, he would be the one teaching Yu An personally.
Thinking of this, Cheng Shengxuan felt an inexplicable surge of anger in his heart.
He grabbed the sword on the stone table and swung it with force. The sword tip cut off the dead leaves that happened to fall. This time, every move was sharp and murderous.
Yu'an tried to follow and learn at first, but later he found that he could not keep up with his uncle's movements at all.
I could only stop in frustration.
Hearing the noise, Old Madam Cheng opened the door. Seeing this scene, her brows furrowed and she shouted in a deep voice.
"Sheng Xuan!"
Hearing her voice, Cheng Shengxuan stopped.
"grandmother."
Madam Cheng said sternly with a serious face.
"During this period of time, you are not allowed to touch the sword again!"
It's not a good thing to be so violent.
"Grandma, I..."
Seeing his grandmother's unquestionable look, Cheng Shengxuan had no choice but to put the sword back into the scabbard and hand it to Cheng Sen for him to put away.
"Then what do I do?"
Old Madam Cheng walked to the corner of the courtyard wall, picked up the hoe and put it in his hand.
"Go farm!"
Cheng Shengxuan glanced down at the hoe in his hand and muttered softly.
"Then I can't farm all day long, right?"
Old Madam Cheng glared at him unhappily and exhaled heavily.
"In your spare time, you can copy scriptures or practice calligraphy, but you are not allowed to touch the sword again!"
Cheng Shengxuan nodded helplessly in response.
"yes."
Mrs. Meng came out of the kitchen carrying the food. She saw that something was not right and spoke up to break the somewhat tense atmosphere.
"Mother-in-law, the meal is ready."
Old Madam Cheng took Yu An to the main hall.
"Then let's eat."
At the dinner table, looking at the golden, unknown paste in the basin, Cheng Shengxuan asked.
"This is?"
Wang explained softly while helping her mother-in-law serve porridge.
"Didn't you eat two ears of corn last night? You don't recognize me after just one night?"
Hearing her words, Cheng Shengxuan's eyes widened.
"Is this last night's corn?!"
Meng nodded.
"Yes, we grind the dried corn into pieces. The larger ones are used to make porridge, and the finer ones are mixed with some white flour and some shredded vegetables and baked into pancakes. Mother-in-law, please try them."
As she spoke, she picked up a palm-sized tortilla and placed it on the plate next to Madam Cheng.
Old Madam Cheng took a bite and then nodded.
"Yes, it's delicious."
After the elders started eating, the others also prepared to eat.
Cheng Shengxuan scooped a spoonful of corn porridge, took a sip, and nodded continuously.
"Mm, delicious."
After finishing a bowl, he felt it carefully and said excitedly.
"It's more satisfying than corn porridge."
"It can be cooked and eaten, and can also be used to make porridge or pancakes. This corn is really a good thing."
"I just don't know how much the output is?"
Hearing this, the few people who knew the truth looked at each other and smiled mysteriously.
"You'll find out soon enough."
Cheng Shengxuan didn't worry about it, he would know sooner or later anyway.
He looked around, puzzled.
"Why aren't Qiu Ruo and Qiu Luo here?"
Meng looked outside with a worried look on her face.
"They are going to do something big."
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