Chapter 119 Don't ask when you will return,

bury your bones in the green mountains Lou Baili didn't understand why Lou Yuhuan reacted so strongly to Liu Ming'an's name. He also didn't know why Liu Ming'an looked in disbelief after hearing this question.

Lou Yuhuan was still waiting for Liu Ming'an's answer with anticipation. After a while, the two saw the young man nodded.

"It's these two words, and..." Liu Ming'an paused, and a thought flashed through his mind.

He continued, "My father said that the meaning of giving me this name is the eight words you just said, wisdom, courtesy, and peace throughout life."

Now it was Lou Baili's turn to be surprised. The characters "Ming" and "An" are both commonly used as names, and their meanings are different. Why can Lou Yuhuan accurately tell the meaning of Liu Ming'an's name?

Did the young man deliberately go along with what he said? To get close to him?

But when Lou Baili looked at Liu Ming'an, he saw that the young man had clear eyes, and was frank and honest, without any flattery. Even when facing a powerful and influential master like him, he was neither humble nor overbearing, and was polite.

Before Lou Baili could figure out the reason, Lou Yuhuan was already crying beside him.

Liu Ming'an watched the old lady get up from her seat and walk to his side. She opened her mouth and her voice was choked with sobs: "Your name is Ming'an, Ming'an, Ming'an... He named you... I was wondering, how could two people in the world be so similar for no reason..."

Lou Yuhuan looked at Liu Ming'an steadily, his eyes blurred with tears. He vaguely remembered the afternoon that had made the whole family busy.

"Dad, my sister-in-law gave birth! It's a boy! I'm an uncle, and you're a grandfather, hahaha..."

"By the way, Dad, have you chosen a name for my nephew?"

"Lianyu? Lou Lianyu? Eh~ it sounds so fancy and hard to pronounce! Let me name my child myself in the future."

"If I have a son, hahaha... I'll call him 'Ming'an', meaning wise, polite, and peaceful throughout his life..."

...

Lou Baili was shocked when he saw his father crying. He quickly stood up and asked, "Dad, what's wrong?"

Liu Ming'an's heart tightened. The seemingly absurd idea just now seemed to have come true.

"My father's name is... Liu, Qing, Zhi, Qing as in green mountains and green waters, Zhi as in the endless stream." Liu Ming'an stood up, looked at the old man in front of him, and slowly talked about the person in his memory, wanting to confirm something: "He has a good handwriting, can also draw, and can recite the Four Books and Five Classics by heart... He has a red birthmark the size of a pea on his right wrist."

Liu Ming'an stopped here, because there was no need to say more, the expressions of the old and the Grand Tutor explained everything.

"You are... You are Qingzhi's child!"

Lou Yuhuan seemed to have used up all his strength to say this sentence completely.

Liu Ming'an sighed and let Lou Yuhuan cry on his shoulder, unable to tell what he was feeling now. He thought that in this world, except Jiang Ning, no one else had anything to do with him, but he never thought that overnight, he had so many relatives.

And these relatives were all related to his father who had passed away many years ago.

Why?

Why did his father, who was obviously a rich and well-off official, change his surname to become a country bumpkin?

Why did these family members seem to care about him so much, but Liu Mingan never heard him mention a word?

Recognizing relatives should be a joy, but Liu Mingan felt at a loss.

Lou Baili looked at his father crying with joy, and felt so much emotion in his heart that he had to reach out and gently pat the old man on the back.

Lou Yuhuan cried for a while, and then managed to calm down. He turned his back, raised his sleeves and wiped the tears from his face carefully. Then he turned around, looked at Liu Mingan eagerly and asked, "My dear, where is your father? Where have you lived these years? Who is your mother? Are you doing well? Do you have other brothers and sisters? How old are you this year..."

Lou Yuhuan asked questions one after another. He wanted to make up for the lost twenty years.

Liu Mingan was stunned. How should he answer? Should he tell these two people directly that Liu Qing had died at least fourteen years ago?

Seeing that Liu Ming'an didn't answer, Lou Baili thought that he just knew about his life experience and it was hard for him to accept it, so he suggested: "Dad, Ming'an, it's windy here, let's go to the study and sit down and talk slowly."

"Okay, okay!" Lou Yuhuan responded repeatedly, grabbing Liu Ming'an and saying affectionately: "Ming'an, go to the study with grandfather, let's talk slowly, no rush, talk slowly..."

Grandfather...

Liu Ming'an repeated this title in his heart, and an unspeakable bitterness rose in his heart.

The four words "blood is thicker than water" are really not said in vain by the predecessors. Once he realized that these two people were relatives connected by blood, Liu Ming'an looked at them again, and he couldn't remain indifferent no matter what.

"Okay." Liu Ming'an heard himself say this. He also had a lot of questions to ask. He wanted to know what kind of person the man who gave him life was.

Liu Ming'an took a step forward, and together with Lou Baili, they supported Lou Yuhuan on the left and right as they walked towards the study. During this time, Lou Yuhuan kept staring at him intently, with a mixture of sadness and joy in his eyes.

When they sat down in the room, Lou Yuhuan impatiently repeated the questions just now. Liu Ming'an lowered his eyes, avoiding the burning gazes of the two, and answered the questions he could answer.

"I am from Lingshan Town, Baoji County, the capital of Southwest Province. I live in Lotus Village. My mother is also from Lotus Village. Her name is He Shuyun."

"I have no brothers or sisters. I am the only son of my parents."

"I am nineteen this year, and I will be twenty in half a year."

"We have been living in Lotus Village since I can remember."

Lou Yuhuan's eyes were red again, and he could only nod his head.

"Are your parents still in Lotus Village? Or did they come to the capital with you?" Lou Baili asked this question.

Lou Yuhuan also looked at Liu Ming'an expectantly, waiting for his answer.

Liu Ming'an raised his eyes, looked at those two pairs of hopeful eyes, and felt a dull pain in his heart.

He opened his mouth slowly, his voice seemed to be forced out of his throat: "My parents... are all dead, and I am the only one left in the family."

"What?" Lou Yuhuan and Lou Baili said in unison, their eyes full of shock, and their faces suddenly turned ashen.

"Qingzhi is dead..." Lou Yuhuan murmured these words, two lines of hot tears fell, and his wrinkled face was full of sorrow that was unbearable to look at.

There was also obvious moisture in Lou Baili's eyes. For so many years, he thought that the young man who always smiled gently in his memory was well off, but he never thought that they were separated by the Yin and Yang.

"How did Qingzhi..." Lou Baili couldn't say the word "death".

Liu Mingan naturally understood what Lou Baili wanted to ask. He said solemnly: "Fourteen years ago, I went up the mountain to hunt and encountered a mountain torrent. There was no body left."

"There was a mountain torrent and no body left..." Lou Yuhuan repeated this sentence. After a while, he suddenly laughed "Haha", his eyes were full of sadness: "Qingzhi! Did you calculate this correctly? You let me, an old man, send off a young man. You are really unfilial!" After saying that

, he burst into tears.