Chapter 1241 Requires Some Patience

Song Chunxue rushed forward, "What are you doing?"

"You slut, mind your own business..."

The next moment, something hit his face, and he was thrown backward uncontrollably.

"Bang...thump thump thump~"

Song Chunxue was somewhat surprised. Had Xie Zheng been practicing boxing recently?

Before she could even see clearly, the man rolled away like a clod of earth, looking almost falling apart.

He's a smart aleck.

"You..."

"Let's go, let's go, hurry up!"

The other person, who was about to curse, was pulled away by the person standing in front and turned to pull the one who had been knocked away.

"You...you're unbelievable! I'm not finished with you..."

The man clutched his chest and coughed up a mouthful of blood, indicating that his lungs and internal organs had been damaged.

Song Chunxue remained silent, thinking that Xie Zheng looked quite angry, his fists were still clenched tightly.

Could it be because of her bad attitude?

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing that he was still standing there in a daze, Song Chunxue lowered her voice.

"He insulted you, why aren't you angry?"

"Huh?" Oh, the man cursed "stinky woman," some people just have foul mouths.

“Didn’t you already take action? Some people just have foul mouths. They think they have an advantage when they see a woman. If he says anything nasty again, I definitely won’t let him off the hook.” Song Chunxue pointed ahead. “Let’s go. There are plenty of people like that.”

Xie Zheng still didn't move.

Song Chunxue walked in front of him and looked down at his face.

Xie Zheng avoided her gaze, seemingly not wanting her to see his expression.

"It's alright, let's go." He lowered his head and walked forward quickly.

Um?

What's wrong with him?

Why has your personality changed?

In that instant, Song Chunxue felt that the person in front of her was very different from Xie Zheng in her memory.

The Xie Zheng of the past was gentle and mild-mannered, self-disciplined and always gentle. Even when fighting on the battlefield, his moves were much gentler than he had been.

Now he appears more aloof, his features are more angular, and his nose bridge seems devoid of any flesh.

As an old acquaintance, seeing him become so thin, she felt a pang of heartache.

Song Chunxue was ashamed to use this word to describe it.

After all, she was an old woman who had lived once before, and in some ways she was a bit thin-skinned.

Putting aside the past, she hoped that Xie Zheng would still be as good as he had been.

This unfamiliar feeling gave her a sense of panic, like a sapling that had grown up in her heart for many years was about to be uprooted.

She suddenly didn't want to have much contact with Xie Zheng now.

As long as you remember Xie Zheng from the past, remember every little thing about that person, remember that they once loved and supported each other, then the ordinary days of daily life are enough.

Even though they've clearly used amnesia to remind her that they're not suitable to continue traveling together, what is she still hoping for?

As she walked, she suddenly lost the will to continue, slowly stopped, leaned against the wall, and looked up at the sky.

It's all autumn's fault; this weather just makes people feel down.

The melancholy of autumn, when the vitality of all things gradually recedes, also takes away the vigor in people, making them feel down.

Song Chunxue sighed softly and turned to leave.

Why aren't you leaving? Didn't you have something to say to me?

She looked up and saw him turn back, his face bearing an expression she had never seen before.

Song Chunxue quickly looked away, not yet able to discern the emotion in his eyes.

Time has passed, and she should no longer cling to the past.

"It's nothing. I just saw some geese and looked up at them for a while." Song Chunxue saw the pointed geese under the corner of the wall not far away and walked towards the clean area ahead. "I came to tell you, do you still remember the way to my house? Come stay at my house tonight."

Xie Zheng paused for a moment, then followed behind her, saying, "I don't remember."

“After you’re done, turn left ahead and walk straight down the widest street. At the fork in the road, turn right. You’ll see the tallest fortress wall. That’s it.” Song Chunxue pointed elsewhere. “There are two other fortresses. One is very new, built a few years ago, and the other is older and to the east. You won’t mistake them.”

Xie Zheng nodded, "Yes, I will find it."

As they spoke, they were almost at the entrance of the county government office.

"Then you go ahead with your work, I'll go back and pack my things."

"Okay." Xie Zheng stood there, watching her turn and walk away, knowing that she had accepted their current distance.

After a long while, until her figure disappeared from sight, he turned and entered the county government gate.

That evening, Song Chunxue gave half of the half pig she had bought to Hongying, and took the rest home, planning to cut it up, stir-fry it until dry, put it in a pickling jar, and store it in her storage ring so it would be more convenient to eat when she went out.

Changyun and Tudan'er were craving pickled meat.

She hasn't cooked pickled pork in two years.

"Master, do you need a fire started?"

"Do you know how to burn it?"

Qi Yun, dissatisfied, came in carrying firewood, saying, "I can cook too."

"I only found out from my grandmaster that Master and Lord Xie had such a bumpy road. Are you just going to give up like this?" Qi Yun muttered softly. "It's a bit of a pity. Luckily, I... cough, Lord Xie is just too serious. You two are both as rigid and reserved as Grandpa."

“We’re all grandparents now, unlike you, who’ll always look like you’re in your early twenties.”

"Hehe, it seems I have a knack for preserving my youth. Master, would you like to learn? You can look even younger."

"No need, let's start a fire."

"Um, Master, do you wish for Lord Xie to regrow his feelings of love?"

“…” Song Chunxue paused for a moment, then did not answer.

“It might take a while, but are you really willing to do it?” Qi Yun urged softly. “It’s my grandmother’s secret recipe. She has passed away, but this method has worked before. It just requires patience.”

How many years does it take for it to grow?

"It could take as little as five years, or as long as... ten years."