Uncle Jinwu Zangyi

Song Yu stayed on the copper tower until the sun went down.

Back to the Qingyu case, Xiao Kan had been waiting at the dinner table for a long time.

"Teacher." Xiao Kan went to pick him up with a happy face.

Song Yu's mind was numb, and he replied "hmm" lightly.

"Is the volunteer teacher tired?" Xiao Kan took the other party's hand and led it to the dinner table.

Song Yu withdrew his hand from the opponent's palm, sat down and meditated on a table of food.

Xiao Kan felt empty-handed, so he had to sit next to the other party.

"Righteous teacher..." Xiao Kan pitifully tugged on the other party's wide sleeve.

Song Yu picked up the chopsticks, "Let's eat."

"Okay." Xiao Kan picked up his chopsticks slowly.

Halfway through the meal, Song Yu suddenly broke the silence: "I have something to tell you."

"Teacher, please tell me!" Xiao Kan immediately cheered up.

Song Yu couldn't bear it, but he didn't hesitate, "In a few days, you will move back to Dongzhai."

"Why!" Xiao Kan stood up anxiously.

Song Yu put down his chopsticks, "You have been a teacher for two or three years, and I can teach you about the same."

"Is the righteous teacher driving me away?" Xiao Kan sat back and faced Song Yu, "Jingyun won't leave."

Song Yu sighed, "I will go down the mountain after a few days as a teacher."

"Why did you go, where did you go, who did you meet, and when did you return?" Xiao Kan asked angrily.

Song Yu thought of a number, "One year."

"One year!?"

"As a teacher, I have to do some things. The road is still far away. One year is a prediction..."

Xiao Kan interrupted the other party: "I will go with the volunteer teacher!"

"No." Song Yu became strict, "Your Uncle Yao won't be in the village by then, so you left with me, what will happen to the village?"

"Uncle Yao is inconvenient, how can the righteous teacher let him go with him, let Uncle Yao stay, let me go." Xiao Kan squatted in front of Song Yu's knee, stroking Song Yu's knee and asked.

Song Yu did not waver at all, "There is no room for further discussion on this matter."

"But."

"Heiyao village is your father's painstaking effort. You should take good care of it when the master is away, understand?" Song Yu said in a good voice.

Xiao Kan raised his head, "Jing Yun is worried that the volunteer teacher is alone."

"It's not just one person, it's a lot of people." Song Yu patted the other person's head, "Don't discuss this matter any more."

Xiao Kan didn't quite believe it, "What's going on?"

"If you still have affection for being a teacher in your heart, then don't ask any more questions, just do what the teacher says." Song Yu pulled the other party up and sat back.

Xiao Kan shook his head and said unhappily, "One year, Jingyun can't wait."

"Don't discuss this matter with me again, I've made up my mind." Song Yu said sharply, but quickly softened her tone: "My teacher will come back as soon as possible."

"Half a year, is it feasible?" Xiao Kan asked while holding the other party's hand.

Song Yu pressed the opponent's palm, "Eight months at the earliest."

"It's been too long." Xiao Kan felt wronged and tried to change something.

Song Yu knew that the other party would not give in easily, but he thought about the relationship between himself and the other party, so why should he be so accommodating?

"I don't want to waste any more time as a teacher. If you want to change something or intervene in this matter, I will no longer take into account the relationship between you and me, but if..."

"What if?"

Song Yu gritted her teeth, and said seriously: "If you live this year according to your uncle's wishes, then I will consider getting along with you as a teacher."

As soon as these words came out, Song Yu began to look forward to it in his heart.

"Really?" Xiao Kan's eyes widened, "Is what the righteous teacher said accurate?"

Song Yuheng made up his mind, "You are not joking."

"That, that's good." Xiao Kan threw himself into the opponent's arms, "One year, Jing Yun is waiting."

Song Yu wondered if he would have quelled the war after a year, or would he still be alive, so he stroked the hair of the man in his arms helplessly.

"Let's pack things up for Master tomorrow," Song Yu said softly.

"Didn't the volunteer teacher leave after three days?"

Song Yu nodded: "Prepare early to save time and trouble. In the past three days, I have something to explain. Tomorrow I will teach you the last three styles of saber techniques. You have to study hard in the future, understand?"

"Well, Jingyun understands." Xiao Kan rubbed his chest on the other person's chest in a joyous manner, "Master Yi, tonight Jingyun still wants to..."

Song Yu's first reaction was to scold the other party, but then he thought about whether the other party would be soft or hard, so he could only say in harmony: "As a teacher, I can't take it anymore, let's just let it go."

This sounded like a refusal, but it was actually a concession for the next time, and Xiao Kan had no reason to make trouble anymore.

"Okay, Jingyun won't bother you." Xiao Kan felt happy.

After a peaceful night, Song Yu took Xiao Kan to practice the remaining three saber techniques early the next morning.

Song Yu didn't have much time left in the village, and he had to plan the direction for the village and Xiao Kan for the next two years.

In the evening, he first went to the Ministry of Finance and explained some details of his income and expenditure, then he went to Liu Wuye and other respected elders in the village, and finally went to see Xiao Ling and Mrs. Li, but he never told anyone that he was going to what to do.

The next day, for the first time, Song Yu accompanied Xiao Kan to review the knife skills until the sun went down. After dinner, Song Yu said that he had something to do, so he went out and asked Xiao Kan to rest early.

After Song Yu came out of the Qingyu case, he paid attention to the whole journey, and after making sure that Xiao Kan was not following him, he went to the kitchen with peace of mind, took a bamboo basket from Old Li, and headed north.

The moonlight sprinkled thinly on everything, Song Yu stopped in front of a tomb, and took out fragrant paper candles and wine from the bamboo basket.

After setting things up, and lighting incense and candles, Song Yu pulled the weeds under the tombstone and wiped the stone monument again.

Impressively written on the stone tablet: The tomb of Xiao Qian, the second generation owner of Heiyao Village.

Song Yu and Guan Yao knew that this should not be the only thing written on the stele, but this was what Quanzhai meant.

Song Yu poured two glasses of wine, one was placed in front of the tomb, and the other was held in his hand.

"Brother, Chongjin came to see you today, and I have something to tell you." Song Yu's eyes flickered with candlelight, a little cold.

For Song Yu and Guan Yao, Xiao Qian is not only a sworn brother, but also a father.

When Xiao Qian was still alive, they still had someone they could rely on, but now that Xiao Qian is gone, they can only rely on others alone.

Song Yu looked up at the sky, then lowered his head, and murmured to himself: "The Northwest has been in chaos for many years, and the country's momentum has gradually declined. Now the imperial court is looking for generals, and my second brother and I want to go here for a try."

"Second brother is inconvenient, so he shouldn't be in this crisis. Chongjin's decision was made early. Before the crisis, it is difficult to sit still. The emperor's list will be released tomorrow. Second brother is waiting for me at the foot of the mountain. I will reveal the list and win as soon as possible." Jia goes to battle, and is willing to return to the world with Dali soldiers."

Song Yu drank the wine in the glass, and immediately added more wine, "If Chongjin returns home without a life, please forgive Chongjin..."

The half-gu wine was about to run out, and Song Yu said a lot to the tombstone, including the current situation of Heiyao Village, Xiao Kan and Xiao Ling's growth, all of which were commonplace.

Song Yu seldom said these things to others. One was that others respected him and put on airs, and the other was that Song Yu could not speak out, and only when facing Xiao Qian, who was like a father to his elder brother, could he speak with peace of mind.

It was almost finished, and the incense and candles were used up, so Song Yu picked up the things and walked back.

When he returned to the Qingyu case, Xiao Kan was sitting in the courtyard, looking not in a very good mood.

"Righteous teacher." Xiao Kan went to help him.

The little wine Song Yu drank was not enough to get drunk, but it also made people feel empty, and his attitude changed, "Well, why don't you sleep."

"Sleep, I can't sleep." Xiao Kan's heart softened, and he wrapped his arms around the other's waist.

Song Yu nodded for no reason, "Are you waiting for me?"

Xiao Kan has figured out a rule, when Song Yu does not call himself "a teacher", but claims to use "I", most of the time he is compromising and pampering him in his heart.

"Yes, I'm waiting for you." Xiao Kan squeezed the other party into his arms with force.

Song Yu thought that if Xiao Kan was really willing to wait for him after he left tomorrow, the waiting time might be far longer than a year, or it would never be possible, so she suddenly hoped that this moment could last longer.

"Jingyun." Song Yu relaxed herself and let the other party hug her, "Don't wait for me."

Xiao Kan rubbed his chin against the top of the opponent's head, "I want it."

Song Yu seemed to be tired, with his head resting on the other's shoulder, and a heavy smile, listening to the other's even and powerful breathing.

Song Yu wondered if he really liked each other too.

"Chongjin." Xiao Kan likes to call each other's name in such a gentle way.

Song Yu took his head away from the opponent's shoulder, looked straight into the opponent's eyes, and met his eyes for a moment, Xiao Kan leaned over and kissed Song Yu.

After kissing each other like thin wings for a moment, the two stopped at the same time. The warmth and affection at this time were not mixed with any other emotions.

"The skin is whiter than snow, the color is like the spring dawn, elegant and elegant, and the words and smiles are full of spring, and the handsomeness is unstoppable." Xiao Kan's eyes are shining, and he can't wait to use all the best lines in the world to praise the person in front of him.

Song Yu was ashamed by the compliment, so Wei Wei turned her face away and did not look at the other party, "Stop talking nonsense."

"Master Yi, look at me." Xiao Kan patted the opponent's back.

Song Yu thought for a moment, then turned around smoothly and met Xiao Kan's eyes.

Xiao Kan said to him with a serious and gentle expression: "Who knows that there is no perfect king in the world, and my beloved teacher Song Yuye."

Song Yu was stunned for a moment, and felt a bump in his heart belatedly.

Both pairs of eyes were full of eagerness and firmness that could not be hidden, and the distance between them was getting closer and closer.

Song Yu didn't know if it was because of the ambiguity between the two of them at this time, or because of the upcoming parting tomorrow, he was certain in his heart, wrapped his arms around Xiao Kan's neck, and said something in the other's ear:

"Jingyun, take me back to your room, your wing room."

Xiao Kan bent down, hugged Song Yuheng, and walked quickly to his wing while kissing with raindrops.

After entering the room, Xiao Kan put Song Yu on his desk first, and Song Yu sat on the desk with his hands propped back and his limbs folded on the desk.

Song Yu's head was thrown back, and Xiao Kan hungrily tasted the other's white neck, kissing all the way.

"Hmm..." Song Yu was still not quite used to this feeling, "Go to the couch."

"First, the desk, here."

The desk shook, and the writing brush on the edge of the desk rolled to the ground.

"Righteous teacher, righteous teacher." Xiao Kan was out of control at this time, and the pleasure would overwhelm him.

Song Yu couldn't hear the other party yelling at herself, "Don't yell."

"Then, I will call you later."

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