.Chapter 177 Years ago

Li Sansheng's life once again returned to dullness, but this dullness came a little sad. At the end of this year, he lost too many things in his life and learned too much in an instant. Although there was still a smile on his face, there was more vicissitudes and worldly in his eyes, and he also saw through a lot. He began to look back at the twenty-one years he had lived. He concluded that he was a complete fool. He always knew how to cherish and value after losing. He also began to think about what he wanted and how to go in the future.

When the village chief Geng came the next day, he posted a piece of burning paper on the wall of the hall, telling Li Sansheng that he would go to burn paper at twelve noon that day. Li Sansheng nodded lightly and kept the date in his heart. That night, Li Sansheng sat alone under the old locust tree like his grandfather, took a sip of Du Kang's old wine, roared Qin Opera, and played an old Qin Opera song. The villagers in the small village saw Li Sansheng like Li, as if Mr. Li was reborn, and felt a little emotional and sighing. Little Situ sat alone on the stone and continued to recite the Tripitaka in a very good manner, but this time it started from scratch, not for his grandfather, but for his only relative, the third brother. The sapphire eyes shone with a faint light in the dark night, like the elves in the dark night.

After Li Sansheng's song "Yangguan Sandie" was finished, Li Situ suddenly jumped off the stone and slowly walked to Li Sansheng with red eyes. His charming look was like someone bullying him, looking at Li Sansheng pitifully.

Li Sansheng couldn't help but smile bitterly. He was fine just now, but why did he just do this in an instant? He asked in wonder, "Si Tu, what's wrong?"

"Third brother, grandpa is gone. Do you want Situ anymore?" Xiao Situ asked a little nervously, his hands tightly entangled.

Li Sansheng wondered why this little guy suddenly had this idea. Thinking about it, maybe he had been in a mood in the past few days and rarely talked to the little guy. The little guy's head started to think about it, and he stood up with a smile, touched Xiao Situ's hair. Li Sansheng felt that he could not put down his hair. He was a little bit of a long hair habit. Now Xiao Situ seemed to be unable to escape the bad luck, and said helplessly, "What are you thinking about? When did the third brother say he didn't want you?"

"Situ can't do anything?" Little Situ was about to cry, his voice getting smaller and smaller.

"No Situ, who cooks for the third brother? If Situ doesn't want Situ, who recites the scriptures for the third brother, the third brother still wants Situ to teach the third brother the skills," Li Sansheng said with a wry smile.

"Really?" Little Situ seemed to be about to cry just now, and she laughed in an instant, but there was still a trace of tears in her eyes. The child's feelings were like this, and they came and went quickly.

"Yes," Li Sansheng nodded.

Time flies, and it seems that the Lunar New Year will be celebrated in less than ten days. Li Sansheng's daily life is almost boring and boring. He will go running with Xiao Situ in the morning. After running, he will ask Xiao Situ to teach him kung fu. Thinking of the situations that happened before, Li Sansheng knew that it was not that the enemy was too strong, but that he was too weak, so he had to have the ability to protect himself. If he reached the level of Li Situ, he would not be afraid of how strong others were. At noon, Li Sansheng would stay in the study and read books quietly. The books kept on his grandfather's bookshelf were enough for him to read for several years.

When I saw the title page of each book and the stories in the blanks of my grandfather, Li Sansheng would read it seriously. The more I read it, the more I felt that my grandfather's life was almost legendary. Some of my views on my grandfather gradually faded away. I thought that an old man once stood at such a high position and could return to the countryside without hesitation in his later years. How capable is this. In the evening, Li Sansheng would sit under the old locust tree and play a song of Erhu and roar and a Qin Opera, listen to the little Situ recite the scriptures, watch the little Situ perform kung fu, and secretly write down all the moves and routines of Little Situ.

Every seven days when burning paper, Li Sansheng would take Xiao Situ with his erhu and wine gourd to burn paper for his grandfather. After burning the paper, he would play a erhu and sprinkle all the wine in the wine gourd onto the small grave. He would chat with his grandfather for more than half an hour before returning to the old house.

When burning Erqi paper, the village chief Geng sent a puppy that their old bitch had just been given. The dog was not a precious breed, but it was the kind of native dog that is often seen in rural Shaanxi. The fur on the dog is particularly beautiful and rare, and it is a pure silver type. Li Sansheng named him Erxi because when he and Erlong also raised a Lixi dog, named Daxi. Unfortunately, they died after taking rat poison, so this one was called Erxi.

Xiao Situ couldn't put down Erxi. He cleaned Erxi's hair every day. Sometimes he ate better than others. Erxi was also very spiritual. Maybe he was infected by Xiao Situ. He grew up faster than the same nest of the village chief Geng Bo's family. So every morning, this small village had such a scenery. Two people and one dog, on the road in the village field, on the wheat field south of the village, was so harmonious.

On the 22nd day of the 12th day of the 12th lunar month, the villagers began to call for a big cleaning. Li Sansheng and Xiao Situ also began to clean up the Li family's old house, put away the precious old man collected by the side hall and the paintings left by the old Guo family, and packed up the tables, chairs and other things. They were going to leave the Li family's old house. The village was full of simple villagers who did not know how precious these things were in the Li family's old house, but Li Sansheng knew better than anyone else about the value of these seemingly ragged things. When he left the Li family's old house in the future, these things would definitely be moved away, so he packed them up early.

On the 24th day of the 12th lunar month, Uncle Long called Li Sansheng that he and the Liu family had transferred Erlong from Xijing Hospital, the First Affiliated Hospital of the Fourth Military Medical University, to 301 Hospital. The well-known 301 Hospital is the General Hospital of the People's Liberation Army. The strength of the General Hospital of the People's Liberation Army is naturally not comparable to that of Xijing Hospital. Although Uncle Long only told him that the Liu family is a military boss and did not say which position the Liu family has been, Li Sansheng clearly remembered that the major general who went to pick him up that day must also respect him in front of the Liu family's man, that is, his so-called uncle. I think that with the ability of the Liu family, he naturally easily transferred Erlong to the General Hospital of the People's Liberation Army. Uncle Long also told him that the experts at the General Hospital of the People's Liberation Army after several days of observation and consultation and research concluded that Erlong was not without the possibility of awakening. This news is the only news that Li Sansheng could make him happy this winter.

On the 25th day of the twelfth lunar month, Li Sansheng finally waited for someone he had been waiting for. That morning, Li Sansheng and Xiao Situ finished running with Erxi and practiced a few tricks with Xiao Situ in the wheat field. Under the step-by-step teaching of a real master like Xiao Situ, Li Sansheng made rapid progress. Even now he faced the Hui man, Maidan, the number one master of the Marquis of Xifu, who beat him without the power to fight back, would not be at all disadvantage. He had a little foundation since he was a child, but the old man had not taught him systematically. He secretly followed the fur of Bajiquan learned by Uncle Long. All the things Xiao Situ gave him were serious Shaolin Kung Fu. Li Sansheng sometimes guessed how powerful Xiao Situ's father was, but he definitely couldn't guess that Situ was a little monster who was better than blue than blue.

When Li Sansheng and Xiao Situ returned to the village from the wheat field south of the village, they saw the familiar figure from afar, looking like Lao Meng, who was so jealous that women were all jealous.

Lao Meng stared at Li Sansheng slowly walking over with anger. When Li Sansheng walked to Lao Meng, Lao Meng suddenly raised his hand and punched Li Sansheng hard in the face, roaring, "Tell me, why?"

Li Sansheng did not dodge at all. The punch really hit the face, but just took two steps back and said nothing. Lao Meng followed up and grabbed Li Sansheng's collar again and punched Li Sansheng hard on the other side of the face, shouting, "Speak up."

Li Sansheng still didn't say anything. Lao Meng suddenly squatted on the ground and cried with his head in his arms, crying like a woman.

Li Sansheng's face was so hot that he knew that Lao Meng's heart was more painful than his face. The three brothers who had been together for so many years had one died, and now another one became a vegetable. How could he accept this?

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