"Of course I'm willing to go!"

The old beggar showed an excited expression and answered without hesitation.

"In the past few decades, no one knows how much I have paid to enter Taoyuan Township again."

"Don't say that the people there are hostile to me, even if they want my life, I will go."

Speaking of this, sadness flashed in the old beggar's eyes.

"I've made him wait for so long, and I've made him waste so much time for me, a bad guy..."

"How could I let him wait for nothing..."

"Okay, since that's the case, then I'm willing to take you with you." After learning about the old beggar's determination, Bai Ling nodded, "Since that's the case, then let's set off tomorrow."

"Thank you two."

The old beggar suddenly stood up at this time and knelt down in front of Bai Ling and Chen Bahuang with a thud.

"Old beggar, I thought I would leave this world with the name of a heartless person in my life. I was even ready to meet Miss Jiang below and apologize to her."

"Fortunately, I met two of you, and this made me dream come true."

"Old man, get up quickly." After seeing the old man's actions, Bai Ling reached out and helped Huazi in his hometown. "Aunt Jiang takes good care of me in Taoyuan Township, and when I left Taoyuan Township, Aunt Jiang once specifically told me something."

Having said that, Bai Ling suddenly summoned a scroll from the space and ring.

The scroll opens, and there is a young man and woman painting on it.

The woman has long hair draped over her shoulders, beautiful eyebrows and gentleness.

Although the man beside the woman's side is average, his eyebrows and eyes reveal a sense of unyielding ambition.

This woman is Miss Jiang who has been waiting for decades in Taoyuan Township.

But this man is somewhat similar to the old beggar beside him. Even though the old beggar is already ragged, dark-faced and unshaven, it is easy to recognize that the old beggar is the man in the painting.

When the old beggar noticed the painting on the white-collar worker's hand, he trembledly stretched out his hands, looked at Bai Ling and said, "It's her, Miss Jiang..."

"For many years, my biggest wish in my life is to see him again..."

"Sir, don't be too excited, you will see it tomorrow."

After noticing the old beggar's expression, Chen Bahuang quickly comforted him.

"Yes, yes." After hearing Chen Bahuang's words, the old beggar was happy and nodded repeatedly, "Two, you guys, you can rest first today, I won't disturb you anymore. The old beggar has some things to do. I will wait for you here early tomorrow morning."

After saying this, the old beggar turned around and was about to leave, with a hurried look.

"Old man, wait a moment." Bai Ling suddenly spoke and stopped the old beggar. Then he turned around and asked. Bai Ling threw the scroll to the old beggar. "When I left Taoyuan Township, Aunt Jiang would hand this scroll to me. "She said, if you two have no chance of seeing each other again in this life, if Aunt Jiang goes ahead, don't hand this painting to you. If you have married and have children, then this painting cannot be handed over to you. If you have passed away, then take this painting to your grave. But if you miss Aunt Jiang, give this painting to you."

The old beggar carefully took the scroll thrown by Bai Ling, and his whole body trembled.

The wrinkles and dirt-filled hands grabbed the scroll tightly, and tears even passed through the wrinkles in the corners of their eyes.

"Goodbye..."

The old beggar lowered her head, murmured softly and left in a hurry.

Looking at the old beggar's back as he left, Chen Bahuang turned his head to look at Bai Ling and said, "No wonder you like to meddle in other people's business this time. It seems that Aunt Jiang and this old beggar in your mouth are also considered a pair of miserable people."

"I just feel a little distressed, I Aunt Jiang." Bai Ling's expression suddenly became annoyed, "Aunt Jiang, she has been waiting..."

Seeing this, Chen Bahuang reached out and patted Bai Ling's shoulder gently to show comfort: "Don't think so much, even if we have been together for decades, we will never meet again in our lifetime."

"What's the use of people who love each other and cannot be together?"

Bai Ling shook her head. This time she did not agree with Chen Bahuang’s idea.

"The world is helpless, and people are helpless. Sometimes, they are always involuntarily." Chen Bahuang smashed his mouth and couldn't help but sigh, "When you have someone in your heart and have to separate from someone in your heart, when you and your sweetheart clearly love each other but cannot meet each other, maybe you can understand this pain."

"I can't understand."

Bai Ling still shook her head.

Seeing this, Chen Bahuang smiled and said, "I don't want you to understand either, because by the day you understand, it means you have already experienced it."

Hearing this, Bai Ling was slightly stunned and then smiled and said, "I hope so."

"Let's go, drink." Chen Bahuang shouted and walked into the inn with Bai Ling.

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At the same time, after saying goodbye to Chen Bahuang and Bai Ling, the old beggar first returned to his dilapidated home, took a rusty kitchen knife, and then arrived at the only peach tree in the village.

After arriving here, the old beggar picked up a stone and dug it up at the foot of the peach blossom tree.

After digging for a long time, looking at the pit more than one meter deep below, the old beggar jumped without hesitation and began to dig out the moist soil with both hands.

After a while, it was buried in the soil in the ground, and gradually revealed the shape of a wooden box.

After seeing the wooden box, a touch of tenderness appeared in the old man's eyes, and then he carefully took out the wooden box.

Holding the wooden box, the old beggar came to the village entrance, the highest river.

Next to the river, the old beggar took off his torn blue shirt and jumped directly into the river.

When I first met Miss Jiang, the old beggar, although young, had a broken leg and covered in blood, looking very embarrassed.

Miss Jiang who suddenly appeared that day was like a fairy for the old beggar.

So when I first met Miss Jiang, the old beggar made up his mind to swear to herself that the next time I saw such a fairy, I must dress up cleanly.

It has been 45 years since today.

But the old beggar never forgot about this idea.

After the old beggar cleaned up the mud and dirt, he used the reflection of the water to shave his beard with the rusty kitchen knife.

With the chaotic beards falling into the water, forty-five old beggars showed their appearance for the first time.

After doing all this, the old beggar dried the moisture on his body and came back to the wooden box on the shore again.

Carefully opening the wooden box, the old beggar looked at the green long gown in the wooden box.

This was given to her by Miss Jiang when she left Taoyuan Township and parted with Miss Jiang.

Every needle and every thread and every thread of silk on this green long gown were from Miss Jiang.

Apart from the day of separation, Miss Jiang insisted that the old beggar wear this dress, and the old beggar never wore it again.

In his words, this dress was made by Miss Jiang himself, and it was all filled with the taste of Miss Jiang.

The old beggar always smells of sweat and smell, if the long gown covers up the girl's smell.

Then when the old beggar sees things and misses others, it will lose a little bit of taste.

Thinking of all the past, the old beggar carefully took out the long gown and looked at it carefully.

It was as if the long gown in his hand was not a dress, but a treasure.

After forty-five years, the old beggar can still clearly hear the fresh questioning on the clothes.

Warmth makes people feel at ease...

On the other side.

Chen Bahuang and Bai Ling drank wildly again.

However, compared to the previous pleasure, Bai Ling's eyes are always a little sadness out of thin air.

Although Chen Bahuang noticed this, he didn't think much about it. I treated these as Bai Ling and was sad for Aunt Jiang.

But Chen Bahuang doesn't know that what he said to Bai Ling just now came true.

It won't take long to see that similar but invisible pain will cover him and Bai Ling.

Of course, these are still a story.

The dusk gradually dissipates, and the sun gradually disappears from the skyline.

Looking at the wine jar full of wine, Chen Bahuang grabbed Bai Ling, who wanted to continue drinking. This was not the first time these two people were drinking.

But it was the first time that Bai Ling, who was drunk like this today, Chen Bahuang saw him: "Okay, I have to hurry up tomorrow, so drink less today."

"Drink a drink, do you still care about me?"
Chapter completed!