Chapter 807 Old Friend
The old man was hoeing the vegetable garden.
The group waited outside awkwardly.
The middle-aged man said, "How about we think of other ways?"
At this time, Tang Bao walked into the vegetable garden with his short legs, walked to the old man with one foot deep and one foot shallow, then reached out and grabbed his clothes.
"Grandpa~" Tang Bao's tender little voice rang out, "Can you help us?"
The little girl is so cute that even the coldest and most heartless person cannot ignore such a little girl.
The old man was the same. He frowned and looked at Tang Bao, obviously not knowing what to do.
"Grandpa, we are going to see my sister and we have to pass through here. Please help us~" The little girl pulled the old man's sleeve and said coquettishly.
Normally, this girl is lazy, with a stern face, arrogant and lazy, but when she starts to act coquettishly, she is easily won.
Mu Bao also ran in, followed suit and grabbed the old man's other sleeve, saying coquettishly, "Grandpa, can you help us?"
The two little guys looked at him with longing eyes, and the old man suddenly couldn't hold it anymore.
"The water has been flowing fast these days and the boat can't get through." The old man said, his voice was hoarse but not old.
"How long will it take?" Tang Bao asked, blinking.
"Wait four or five days." The old man said, then he rolled up his sleeves and continued to work.
Tang Li and Wei Qing also got the answer.
Four or five days...
If we take another route, it will definitely take longer, so it is better to wait for four or five days.
Tang Li and Wei Qing looked at each other and obviously made the same decision.
"Old sir, wait for four or five days, the water flow will not be so fast, can you take us across?" Wei Qing said.
The old man remained silent, as if he hadn't heard anything.
"Grandpa~" Tang Bao's childish voice sounded.
"Yeah." The old man responded in a low voice.
Tang Li and Wei Qing both breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that Tang Bao and Mu Bao have to take action. No matter how taciturn this old man is, he can't stand the coquettishness of these two little cuties.
At this time, it suddenly started raining.
The old man also gave up working, took the hoe and went back to the wooden house and closed the door.
The rain was coming down very quickly and it got much heavier in no time. They had no time to find a place to shelter from the rain.
Wei Qing could only take off his clothes and help the mother and her two daughters shield themselves from the rain.
At this moment, the old man suddenly opened the door of the wooden house and said expressionlessly, "Come in."
Wei Qing didn't bother to be polite with him and took his family into the wooden house.
The wooden house was very clean and tidy. There were animal skins, bows and arrows hanging on the walls, as well as two swords...
The wooden house is divided into inside and outside. The inside is the bedroom, and they are in the living room outside, which has a table and two chairs.
It was a bit crowded with the six of them standing inside.
After the old man called them in, he ignored them and sat on the only two chairs.
The old man glanced at Tang Bao and Mu Bao, patted the chair beside him, and then waved to the two little guys.
Tang Li patted the two little guys on the back, and they ran over and sat down on the chair.
The two little ones just filled up the chair.
"This sword is so beautiful..." The middle-aged man looked at the sword on the wall, exclaimed, and reached out to touch it.
At this moment, his hand was suddenly grabbed, and the force almost crushed it. He looked up and saw the old man's face filled with a murderous aura, and his legs were almost weak with fear.
"Don't touch me," the old man said before letting him go.
This time, the middle-aged man was frightened and stood there obediently, not daring to look or touch any more.
Wei Qing and Tang Li both looked at the sword. The scabbard was wiped very clean. More importantly, the old man's attitude just now proved that this sword was very important to him.
Wei Qing stared at the sword with a cold look, as if thinking about something.
Wei Qing looked at the old man who was sitting upright with an expressionless face. He always felt that a sense of loneliness emanated from him.
"Old sir, do you know General Xiao?" Wei Qing asked.
The old man lowered his head and said nothing.
He knew that the village here was founded by her, everyone knew her, everyone remembered her, and there was nothing strange about someone mentioning her.
"General Xiao is skilled in swordsmanship. She once killed three hundred enemies with a single sword strike," Wei Qing said. "If I remember correctly, her sword is called the 'Snow Cloud Sword,' and the scabbard is engraved with a snow cloud..."
Tang Li looked at the sword. There was indeed a cloud-like shape on the scabbard. Could this sword really be the sword of her husband and mother?
"Are you General Xiao's personal guard?" Wei Qing continued to ask.
The old man didn't say anything, but the middle-aged man became excited.
"Are you General Xiao's personal guard? How is General Xiao? Do you have any news about General Xiao?" The middle-aged man asked a series of questions.
The old man raised his head, ignored the middle-aged man's words, and glanced at Wei Qing.
"Who are you?"
"Wei Qing."
"Wei...Qing?" The old man repeated the name in a low voice, as if thinking about something.
"She is my mother." Wei Qing continued.
The old man's pupils shrank suddenly and he stared at Wei Qing.
Shock, surprise, disbelief, all kinds of emotions surged in his heart.
When he spoke again, his voice was extremely hoarse, and his expression was full of excitement: "You are her child..."
"Are you General Xiao's son?" The middle-aged man also reacted and looked at Wei Qing.
He never imagined that the person staying at his house was General Xiao's son!
This is the son of my benefactor!
The middle-aged man grabbed Wei Qing's hand, very excited, and wanted to kneel down in front of him.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier? I'm sorry for not treating you well last night! If I had known you were the son of my benefactor, how could I have let you sleep on the floor..." the middle-aged man muttered.
The old man stared at Wei Qing with a dazed expression.
All I could hear was the noisy voice of the middle-aged man.
The rain stopped outside, and the old man sent the noisy middle-aged man back home, leaving Wei Qing and his family behind.
He had a lot to talk to Wei Qing about.
Tangli also knew this, so he took the two children out.
After the sudden rain stopped, the air was filled with the fragrance of grass and trees, and the air was particularly fresh.
Tang Bao and Mu Bao ran to see the vegetables planted by the old man, and Tang Li followed behind the two little guys.
In the room, Wei Qing and the old man sat on chairs, facing each other.
"What's your name?" Wei Qing asked.
"My name is Tu Yu, and I'm the young lady's bodyguard," the old man said. "Back then, when the Xiao family was in trouble, I rushed back to the capital, only to realize I was too late."
That year, when he rushed to the capital, he just heard the news of her death...
All he could do was to sneak into the palace and steal her out even though she was already dead.
It was raining heavily that night, and the person in his arms had his eyes closed, as if asleep.
His tears, mixed with rain, fell drop by drop onto her cold face.
Over the past twenty years, he has been filled with regret, hating himself for not finding her earlier. If he had found her earlier, she might not have…
Tu Yu felt a dull pain in his heart. He took a deep breath and looked at Wei Qing: "Back then, I also looked for you, but I couldn't find you no matter what. So I thought you..."
"I didn't die, but was rescued by someone." Wei Qing said, briefly describing his experiences over the years.
Tu Yu stared at Wei Qing. He hated Emperor Zhou very much, but the man in front of him had the young lady's blood. Love completely overshadowed his hatred. To him, the man in front of him was the young lady's son.
Tu Yu looked at him and actually saw some features of a young lady on his face, and felt inexplicably close to him.
"Uncle Tu, are you here to guard Langya Pass for my mother?" Wei Qing asked.
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