The summer noon is scorching and quiet, and the sun tirelessly sprinkles heat on the earth. The temperature that is enough to steam eggs makes all the villagers of Fukuze Village stay at home honestly. Even the most hardworking farmers dare not go to the fields to work at this time.

And beside the pond behind the mountain in the village, a young figure sat cross-legged like an old monk entering a meditation.

The boy was naked and wearing a pair of silver-gray casual trousers. Under his feet was an ordinary pair of black high-top canvas shoes. Beads of sweat as big as beans rolled down his pretty cheeks and slid into a dangerous curve along his naked upper body.

His naked chest slowly fluctuated with his breathing, and his eight-pack abdomen with distinct angular abdomen was not as big as his age. His swollen muscles did not make his slightly thin body feel like a bamboo branch.

A light red dragonfly flew over and hovered up and down around the boy, as if to determine whether the human in front of him was a stone statue. In the end, the dragonfly seemed to have lost interest and buzzed and flew to the lotus tip in the pond and folded its wings.

Suddenly, a rapid sound of wind breaking out from the air, and a rotating stone hit the boy's back from behind.

"ah!"

"Crash!"

The boy's body, which was sitting cross-legged, slapped into the pond, splashing a pool of water. The red dragonfly, which was originally parked quietly on the lotus tip, was also startled and flew away with its wings.

"Lacky again!"

A voice full of energy came from the shore, and his tone was very dissatisfied.

The boy leaned out of the pond, wiped his face hard, and smiled embarrassedly: "Master"

The old man in white robe who was standing on the shore gently stroked his gray beard and glanced at him angrily, "Let you sit down, you can sleep with me even if you sit!"

Although that's what he said, the old man's face didn't mean to be really angry. Obviously, this was just a serious rebuke from the elders when they found out that the younger generation was lazy.

"Hehe." As he got up from the pond, the boy scratched his head and laughed embarrassedly, but he didn't argue for him.

"Okay, come and have a meal." The old man shook his head helplessly, and did not say more, but waved his hand to signal the boy to come over.

"Here you come." Grabbing the clothes placed on the shore, regardless of his still wet body, he hurriedly walked towards his body and quickly followed the figure that left the old man.

In the bamboo pavilion not far from the pond, there are clean tablecloths on the stone table with two plates of ordinary farm side dishes on it. The steaming bamboo baskets are placed aside, and a few plump and round steamed buns are contained.

Putting the peeled egg in his hand in front of the old man, the young man turned his head and smiled sincerely at the middle-aged woman standing aside: "Aunt Li, thank you today."

"Hey, what's the matter?" Aunt Li waved her hand quickly, her plump cheeks full of anger, "Look at this child, do you say thank you? Isn't this what the village should do in the past ten years?"

"You said yes, Taoist Master Chen."

Chen Huaiyang smiled and nodded, "Aunt Li, if you don't mind, just eat it here."

"No, no, no." Aunt Li waved her hand, "I'll go back first, there's still life in the field now, Xingmo and Taoist Master Chen, you guys eat."

Chu Xing looked at Aunt Li's back as she left, chuckled and shook her head, then took out an egg from the frame and peeled it.

"Master, is it appropriate to bother everyone in the village so much?" Chu Xingmo said.

"Can't you wait for me to go back and cook?"

Although he grew up eating almost a hundred families since his mother passed away, and everyone in the village was very kind to treat his own children, as he grew older, he became a little embarrassed about this kind of troublesome behavior, so he learned to cook for himself. As a cheap master, he would not feel any shame about such things.

"What do you know?" Chen Huaiyang glanced at Xiaocai disdainfully, "This is called taking everyone's needs. My teacher helps them on weekdays, and they spontaneously said that they would cook for my teacher and exchange it equally."

Chu Xing couldn't bear to look at him and turned to the beginning, "Just pretending to tell people about their fortunes and Feng Shui, and ask them to cook. Master, you are really that."

He didn't dare to say the following words. He knew better than anyone else about his master's urination. If he said this, he wouldn't think of eating this meal today.

"Hmm?" Chen Huaiyang naturally heard Chu Xingmo's sarcastic words, reached out and patted the latter's head, "What do you mean, is this guy you say? What kind of person is my master?"

Chu Xingmo was eating, but he almost slapped the steamed buns that he slapped into his mouth without any hesitation. He waved his hand and begged, "Master, I'm wrong. I was just kidding, of course you are not that kind of person."

"This is almost the same." Chen Huaiyang bowed slightly, and let him go.

Finally, after finishing the meal safely, Chu Xingmo put the plate into the bamboo basket and said to Chen Huaiyang, who was sitting there drinking tea leisurely; "Master, I plan to find some work outside in a while. You should stay in the village with peace of mind when your disciples make money and come back to honor you."

He did not choose to take the college entrance examination at the age of 17, but decided to go out to explore after the second year of high school. Although he could choose to study at a higher university with his ability, he finally gave up this idea after repeated consideration.

On the one hand, he had no money. Although if he told the villagers in the village that these villagers who regarded him as their offspring would definitely find ways to raise money for him, Chu Xingmo was really embarrassed to bother with the villagers. Although their village was called Fuze Village, it was a well-known poor village. Although he could have enough food, every family was not very rich. What's more, if it weren't for the support of the village over the years, he might not even be able to go to high school, which made him feel no good.

Another reason is that he couldn't feel at ease with his master. Although they were like their masters just now, Chen Huaiyang brought him up since his mother passed away, and the relationship between them had long been like their family. Although Chen Huaiyang looked only in his 50s, he knew that Chen looked young on the surface. The old guy's actual age was more than 90 years old, so he left him here alone. Even with the care of the villagers, Chu Xingmo was still very worried.

"Oh" Chen Huaiyang was stunned for a moment, put down the teacup in his hand and sighed softly, raised his head and looked at Chu Xingmo with a steady attitude.

"Uh, Master, why are you looking at me like this?" Chu Xingmo stopped the movement in his hand and said.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little dazed." Chen Huaiyang shook his head, his eyes full of relief, "In a blink of an eye, you're so big."

Time flies so fast. I remember when he first started taking care of Chu Xingmo, the latter was only 4 or 5 years old, about the same height as the stone table in front of him, but now he has grown into a man who stands tall.

"Master." Chu Xingmo sat down, looking at Chen Huaiyang with a sad expression, looking a little depressed. He knew that his master was reluctant to leave him.

Who is ruthless without plants? What about men and apprentices who have been together day and night for more than ten years? Chen Huaiyang has taken care of his life and taught himself to practice martial arts. After thousands of days and nights, Chu Xingmo has already regarded the other party as his closest relative. Now that he is leaving the other party, Chu Xingmo is also very reluctant to leave.

"Forget it." Chen Huaiyang waved his hand and looked relieved, "The child is growing up, and it's time to go out and make a fuss. You can go."

"Yes!" Chu Xing muttered his head and raised his hand to wipe away the tears that were about to overflow from his eyes.

Looking at Chu Xingmo's back as he walked away slowly, Chen Huaiyang showed a gratified smile on his old face, and a crystal clear flashed in his eyes.

"Mother."

Chu Xingmo returned home and stared at the photos placed on the table affectionately, with tears in his eyes.

"I will definitely find that guy and let him pay the price for you abandoning you back then!"

The woman in the black and white photo was wearing simple clothes, neatly combed with neat black hair, and draped softly behind her head, looking at Chu Xingmo with a smile. Although it was just a photo with a sense of age, it still showed how bright and charming the woman was when she was young.

Chu Xingmo’s impression of his mother is actually very vague. The only thing I remember is that when he was young, his mother always had a tender smile when she took care of him, and the gray hair that was faintly visible between her soft black hair.

Pressing down the thoughts rolling in my mind, Chu Xingmo lay on the bed and slowly fell asleep. In his sleep, he seemed to see his mother's smiling face again

"Don't send it to everyone."

Chu Xingmo smiled at the villagers behind him with a backpack on his back and said, "Go back soon."

Although he had a smile on his face, the smile was a bit forced and sad no matter how he looked at it.

Seeing his smile that was even worse than crying, many villagers secretly wiped their tears. Over the years, everyone in Fuze Village has almost watched Chu Xingmo grow up. In everyone's heart, Chu Xingmo is like their own children. Now that the children are leaving, how can these simple-feeling villagers not be sad?

"Okay, okay, let's all disperse." Chen Huaiyang's voice came from behind the crowd, and the villagers immediately separated the road and let the latter come.

"Master." Chu Xingmo wiped his tears, raised his head and screamed softly.

I didn't see Chen Huaiyang's figure just now. Chu Xingmo thought that his master, who wanted to save face, was afraid of crying and feeling sad when he saw him, so he didn't have the nerve to come to see him. He felt a little regretful.

"Yeah." Chen Huaiyang nodded calmly, his expression on his face was not as sad as the villagers beside him. He just stretched out his right hand and handed the thing in his palm to Chu Xingmo.

Dingding looked at the object in Chen Huaiyang's palm. It was a jade pendant that looked mellow in color, which was different from the shoddy fakes sold outside. Chen Huaiyang's jade pendant looked very good in texture. The jade pendant was carved with a pair of lifelike dragon and phoenix patterns, shining brightly under the sunlight.

"This is something your mother used."

Chu Xing looked at Chen Huaiyang incredibly and murmured in disbelief: "My mother?"

"That's right." Chen Huaiyang nodded and hung the jade pendant on Chu Xingmo's neck. "When your mother handed me this jade pendant to me, she entrusted me to find a suitable time to hand it to you. Now that you are leaving, I think there is probably no more suitable time than this."

"Mom, didn't she say anything?" Chu Xingmo looked down at the jade pendant in front of her neck.

"She only said it had something to do with your father."

"Is that right?" Chu Xingmo put the jade pendant into his clothes with a normal expression, and then laughed, "I won't say thank you to you, I'm so frank."

"You little brat!" Chen Huaiyang laughed and scolded, and the villagers beside him couldn't help but smile.

The thoughts of parting were dispersed a little because of this sudden episode. Everyone looked at Chu Xingmo and his sad expression gradually subsided.

Just then, the long-distance bus that Chu Xingmo was waiting for came. Chen Huaiyang stepped forward and pressed Chu Xingmo's shoulder to stare into his eyes, and said seriously: "Xingmo, if you are too tired outside, come back. Don't forget that this place will always be your home."

Chu Xingmo was stunned, and glanced at the villagers in front of him reluctantly. His nose became sore, and the tears that had just been held back were on the rise again.

"Yeah!" Chu Xing muttered his head, then he was put on the bus by his backpack. He was afraid that he would stay for a second more, and the tears he held back in his eyes would drown him, and he would be reluctant to leave at that time.

The bus started quickly, and the villagers shouted as they looked at the slowly starting car.

"Xingmo, you have to take good care of yourself alone!"

"Don't forget to come back and see it often!"

"It's cold and remember to add clothes!"

"Take care!"

The plain words contained infinite affection and instructions. The tears in Chu Xingmo's eyes could no longer be suppressed. The tears rolled down the beautiful cheek. Fortunately, he and the driver were on the long-distance bus at this time, so he didn't have to worry about anything, and he could cry happily.

"Everyone should take care of myself, I will take good care of myself!"

Pulling his head out of the car window, Chu Xingmo waved to the villagers who were gradually moving away and shouted loudly.

"Silly apprentice." Chen Huaiyang looked at the scene in front of him with a smile, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Come on"
Chapter completed!