Three-way intersection.

Xiaodie was wearing an emerald green dress, standing anxiously under a big tree, looking up towards the foot of the mountain.

Not long after.

Her eyes lit up, and a joyful smile finally appeared on her face.

"Son..."

She ran up with tears in her eyes.

Luo Qingzhou gently hugged her still trembling body and comforted her softly: "It's okay, don't be afraid."

It was the first time the little girl saw such a bloody scene, and it was the first time she saw him killing people, so she was naturally scared.

Xiaodie cried and said: "Master, there is a lot of blood on your body, let's go home quickly..."

Luo Qingzhou held her little hand and looked at the way he came.

After a pause, he bent down and whispered into the little girl's ear: "Xiaodie, we are not going home for the time being. Master will take you to a fun place."

"ah?"

When the little girl heard this, her face was full of astonishment: "Where...where?"

Luo Qingzhou looked at another path with complicated eyes: "The place where I was born."

Xiaodie opened her eyes wide.

"Let's go."

Luo Qingzhou did not dare to stay here for too long, so he pulled her towards another unfamiliar path covered by weeds.

I can't go home directly yet.

If there is an ambush on the road, given his current condition, he and this little girl may be in danger.

I can only go to that small mountain village to stay for one night.

Wait until dawn tomorrow, and then take a carriage back to the city unexpectedly.

"oh."

Xiaodie didn't say anything more, and was led by him obediently, walking onto another path, her eyes full of dependence.

No matter where the young master goes, she will follow him.

Even if the young master sells her, she is willing to do so.

If the young master really sells her, at worst, she will escape secretly and find him again after he gets the money and leaves.

Anyway, she will always be Young Master's person in her whole life and in the next life.

Never be separated from the master!

The master and the servant walked on the deserted road without saying anything.

Luo Qingzhou pricked up his ears and remained alert, looking back from time to time to confirm if anyone was following him.

The small mountain village in my memory is only four or five kilometers away from here.

However, this path has been neglected for many years, and the grass has spread, and the road is no longer visible in many places.

At noon.

The two finally saw the small mountain village in front of them.

Today's small mountain villages are desolate and dilapidated.

Except for some lonely old people who still stay there, there are no young people in the village, and the children are even missing.

The liveliness of the village once seemed like yesterday.

But even in the past, what remained in Luo Qingzhou's memory was almost all shadow.

The mother was pregnant out of wedlock. After giving birth to him, even the father did not know who he was. There was a lot of discussion in the village, nailing the mother and son to the pillar of shame.

Harsh, sarcastic and abusive words are heard almost every day.

Even the children don't play with him.

In order to raise him and let him study, his mother suffered a lot of looks and humiliation in the village, but she still persevered.

After his grandparents passed away and his uncle and uncle left the village never to return, his mother was left alone without any protection. She was afraid that he would be hurt and wanted him to live a better life, so she shamelessly took him into the city.

, entered Chengguo Mansion.

Since then, mother and son have never returned to this sad village.

Luo Qingzhou was thinking about these things, and took Xiaodie to wash briefly in the river in front of the village before entering the village.

The village that was once filled with the sounds of children playing, dogs barking, and adults scolding has now become silent.

Weeds grew in front of and behind the house.

The iron locks on the gates were rusty, and the walls of some houses had collapsed.

Luo Qingzhou walked with Xiaodie, looking all the way. Through the courtyard door, he only saw two old people, sitting alone in the small courtyard, closing their eyes and basking in the sun, as if they were waiting for that day.

The arrival of one day.

Luo Qingzhou did not stop and came to the small courtyard where he once lived with his mother.

The gate has rotted and fallen down, and half of the courtyard wall has collapsed. I don't know whether it was caused by the wind and rain over time, or whether it was pushed by the villagers after the mother and son left.

The small courtyard is full of lush grass, broken bricks, and some tattered fabrics buried in the soil.

There is nothing left in the house.

Even the tables, stools, and beds were all moved away.

Fortunately, the four walls are still there, and the roof is still there, which can provide shelter from wind and rain.

"Sir, is this where you and your wife used to live?"

Xiaodie looked at the scene here with a sad expression on her face.

"Take care of the room, and we'll spend the night here tonight."

Luo Qingzhou didn't say much, walked out of the house and said, "I'm going to see what's available to eat. You must be hungry too, right? Don't run around, just stay in the house."

"oh oh."

Xiaodie agreed and went to find the broom.

There was a broom in the courtyard, but it was in a terrible state.

But it doesn’t matter, you can wrap it in a clean cloth and continue to sweep the floor.

There should still be water in the well.

Luo Qingzhou left the small courtyard and walked towards the end of the village, looking at each house one by one.

When he was approaching the end of the village, he saw an old woman.

The old woman wearing a shabby cotton-padded jacket was sitting on a chair in front of the door, looking at the mountains in the distance with muddy and confused eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

The old woman has white hair, her face is wrinkled and weathered, her back is rickety, and she is in her twilight years.

But Luo Qingzhou recognized her the first time he saw her.

Back then, the person in front of him was the most vicious and bad person in this village who treated his mother.

He still clearly remembered that one summer, his mother picked up a wild watermelon from the mountains.

When the mother and son were about to share happily, the person his mother called Aunt Ninth suddenly broke into the house with others, falsely accused his mother of stealing her watermelon, and then yelled all kinds of vicious and dirty words in her mouth.

He even used his hands to grab his mother's hair and scratched his mother's face with his nails...

Finally, the watermelon was taken away.

His mother hugged him and cried silently in the corner.

At that time, he secretly swore that when he grew up and became capable, he would make this vicious woman suffer all kinds of torture.

But at this moment, looking at the old man in front of him, looking at her white hair, wrinkled face, quiet and aging appearance, he could no longer hate her.

"You...are you Qingzhou? The Qingzhou of Yu'er's family?"

The old man looked at him with a surprised expression on his face.

Luo Qingzhou came back to his senses and walked forward with a smile on his face: "Grandma Jiu, it's me, Qingzhou."

The old man opened his eyes wide, stood up, and looked him up and down. Seeing that the robe he was wearing was in tatters, he couldn't help asking: "Didn't you go to the city with your mother? Why are you back? You are like this

...Kicked out by others?"

Luo Qingzhou did not explain, but nodded: "Well, he was kicked out."

He was used by the Chengguo government as a tool to regret his marriage, so he was kicked out.

The old man sighed and said: "It's pitiful. Your mother is also pitiful. She entered the city and didn't enjoy a few days of happiness. She died so young. I heard them say she was buried on the Zixia Mountain in front of our village.

Right? Hey..."
To be continued...