Chapter 809 Farewell
The aroma of barbecue gradually spread.
Wei Qing used a dagger to cut off two rabbit legs and handed them to the two little ones. He also cut off another leg and gave it to Tang Li.
Turning around, the last rabbit leg was handed to him.
Tu Yu had a blank expression on his face, but Wei Qing could feel the love and care from his elders.
He took the leg: "Thank you, Uncle Tu."
The barbecue was delicious and everyone enjoyed it to their heart's content.
Tu Yu has lived alone here for more than 20 years, and this is the first time it has been so lively.
The firelight shone on his wrinkled face, revealing a hint of joy.
At night, Tu Yu let Tang Li, Wei Qing and the two babies stay in the bedroom, while he and Shisi slept on the floor.
After he finished speaking, he took his bedding and went to the outer room, not giving Wei Qing any chance to refuse.
The bedroom is very big and the bed is also big, with a clean mat and quilt, which is enough for two adults and two children to sleep on.
The two little guys crawled into the quilt, revealing their two little heads. Tangli lay next to Tangbao. The June night was a little chilly, but when Wei Qing lay down, the quilt suddenly became much warmer.
In the outer room, Shisi and Tu Yu slept on the floor.
However, Tu Yu did not fall asleep.
He stood up, opened the door, and quietly went out.
Under the moonlight, Tu Yu walked in one direction.
He has walked this road countless times and can reach it even with his eyes closed.
Soon, he reached the grave.
He found a place nearby and lay down right next to the grave.
Suddenly, the person lying next to him was a girl in gorgeous clothes and riding a horse.
The girl folded her hands, rested her head on her hands, and crossed her legs in a casual posture.
"The moon is so beautiful tonight," she exclaimed.
The sound quickly drifted away in the wind.
"Yes, it's beautiful." He murmured.
He hugged the person next to him in his arms and used his body to shield her from the cold wind.
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The next day.
Wei Qing and Tang Li woke up to a burst of noise.
Mu Bao was very excited and immediately got out of the bed.
He had just taken a few steps with his short legs when Wei Qing pulled him back and forced him to put on his clothes before letting him out.
The little guy looked at the scene outside, stunned for a moment, and then rang out in a childish voice: "Daddy, there are so many people."
Wei Qing walked to the door.
Sure enough, there were a lot of people standing outside the door.
Leading the group were the aunt and middle-aged uncle who had given them accommodation.
Following behind him was a group of villagers, young and old, roughly counting more than thirty people.
Everyone looked at Wei Qing happily and talked about it in a flurry.
Wei Qing learned from their words that these people knew that his mother was General Xiao, the son of their benefactor, so they came to thank him early in the morning with their own things.
Some brought pheasants, some brought rabbits, and some brought potatoes, all kinds of things to express their gratitude.
Wei Qing expressed his gratitude and originally didn’t want to accept it, but the villagers were very insistent.
In the end, it was Tang Li who suggested that the gifts from the villagers be made into a meal for the whole village to celebrate together, which could be regarded as a different way to commemorate her mother-in-law.
Having agreed upon this, the villagers took action.
Tu Yu had no pots and pans, and the villagers were a little afraid of him, so the cooking place was finally decided to be at the aunt's house.
The villagers left happily.
In the room, Tu Yu took a cloth and wiped the sword carefully.
The commotion outside seemed to have nothing to do with him.
"Grandpa~"
The cute little girl stepped over the threshold with her short legs, came to Tu Yu's side and sat down.
"What a beautiful sword~" Tang Bao praised.
"Do you want to touch it?" Tu Yu asked.
Tang Bao's eyes lit up with desire: "Can I?"
Tu Yu handed the sword to Tang Bao.
This is her grandmother's sword, so what's wrong with it?
The little girl held the sword, touching it carefully, with amazement in her eyes.
Such a good sword, even if you know nothing about swords, even a child can sense its excellence.
Tu Yu looked at the little girl with admiration on her face and felt that she looked a bit like a young lady.
Maybe it’s the eyebrows, maybe it’s the temperament, blood relationship is always magical.
Tang Bao looked at it for a long time, then drew his sword and returned it to Tu Yu.
"Do you like it?" Tu Yu asked.
"Good sword." Tang Bao said.
"Do you want it?" Tu Yu asked, looking at her delicate little face.
Tang Bao shook her head.
She liked the sword, but such a good sword deserved a master who could fully utilize its strengths.
She actually felt that this sword was somewhat suitable for her sister.
My grandmother is a female general, and my sister will also be a female general in the future.
Tu Yu took back the sword and hung it on the wall.
"Grandpa, let's go eat~" Tang Bao shouted.
Tu Yu likes to be alone and doesn't like to join in the fun.
But how can I resist the little girl's coquettishness?
The little girl acted coquettishly again and he agreed.
The old man and the young man went out of the door, and outside, Fourteen was waiting there.
An old man and a young man walked in front, and Fourteen followed behind.
The three of them walked along the path and came to a relatively lively village.
The villagers were busy as hell.
Men and women have a division of labor: men are responsible for slaughtering, while women are responsible for washing vegetables and cooking.
Among them, a small figure stands out.
Mu Bao, the little ball, rolled around in the dirt, and had a great time playing with the kids in the village, with a bunch of little brats following him.
At noon, the meal was ready.
The aunt's yard was the largest, with three tables set up, just enough for the villagers to sit.
Tu Yu was invited to sit in the main seat.
Tu Yu didn't like being treated so solemnly. Tang Bao understood his thoughts and sat with him to reduce his discomfort.
The meal was a lively one, with laughter filling the air around the table.
After two glasses of wine, the middle-aged man started talking about the old stories about General Xiao.
Even though they had heard it many times, the villagers listened attentively.
The two little guys, Tangbao and Mubao, also tilted their heads back to listen.
They knew that the General Xiao the uncle was talking about was their grandmother and their father's mother, and when they heard it again, it felt a little different.
Admiration and a little pride.
Their blood is that of their grandmother.
"Uncle Tu, I'll toast you." Wei Qing raised his glass towards Tu Yu.
Two men raised their glasses, clinked them, and drank the wine.
Wei Qing's toast was not a thank you, and there was no need for him to thank Uncle Tu for what he had done.
Just respecting the elders with blessings from the bottom of my heart.
I wish him good health in this life, and I wish him...to continue his relationship with his mother in the next life.
There is no time in the mountains.
The weather was clear for three consecutive days and the water in the river was no longer so turbulent.
So, on the sunny fourth day, Wei Qing and Tang Li took the children and set out on the journey again.
Tu Yu had a boat that he built himself, which was just big enough for Wei Qing and his group.
He rowed the boat to the other side of the river.
This natural barrier that separates the two places allowed us to row the boat and reach the other side in less than half an hour.
Wei Qing jumped off the boat first and carried the two little guys off the boat.
Tangli and Shisi also got off the boat.
Tu Yu sat in the boat and watched them.
"Uncle Tu, goodbye."
"Grandpa, goodbye~" the two little guys said one after another, saying goodbye to Tu Yu.
Tu Yu waved his hand and said: "Let's go quickly. Travel more in the daylight and be careful in the dark."
Wei Qing nodded: "Take care."
Having said that, he turned and left with his family.
They climbed up the mountain road, and when they reached a high place, they saw a boat floating in the middle of the river. There was one person on the boat and one oar, and it looked particularly lonely.
Wei Qing looked depressed. If his mother were here, it would be so nice for the two of them to go boating on the river...
The feeling of losing a loved one is so painful.
Wei Qing subconsciously held his wife's hand tightly, so tightly that nothing could stop him from letting go.
"Husband, let's go." Tang Li sensed his uneasiness, leaned towards him and said.
The group turned and left.
The next few days were spent walking in the mountains.
Tangli had been there once and was familiar with the route, so he had no danger along the way.
Five days later, they arrived at the Wu tribe safely.
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