Chapter 44: I was worried at the beginning 3

"Ha ha, it's a problem to talk about 'no confusion'." Wang Shouren smiled and said.

"Others may be confused after the age of 40, but you can't. Now you are not only 'not confused', but also 'solve' and solve other people's confusion."

"It makes sense to hear what you said. Hey." He sighed, "I have been preaching for some years, but there are many places in the world. Speaking of today, he talked about the so-called 'not confused'..." At this point, Wang Shouren fell into thought and seemed to have some knots in him.

"I don't know what you have to say?" Cao Muwen asked tentatively. He thought that although Wang Shouren was a great Confucian at that time, he was ultimately a human being. This was the confusion that everyone should have, and he would be no exception. Cao Muwen thought and asked this.

"It doesn't count as to explain anything. It's just that I suddenly remembered some past events, which made me sigh a little... Well, it's just that it's old, specific and trivial, and I can't remember clearly. Wang Shouren sighed and said to Cao Muwen, "This is what Wang Yin told me before, which reminds me of some things with my family when I was young. I just remembered it, but... it's a little memorable. Hey! Forget it, not to mention these things, but you..." Wang Shouren looked at Cao Muwen, which surprised the latter.

What!? Can it still involve me? Cao Muwen thought so, and didn't know what kind of questions Mr. Yang Ming could ask.

"Yes, Mu Wen..."

"Hmm?" Cao Muwen echoed. He looked up at Wang Shouren, who also looked at him, with two pairs of eyes facing each other at this time. When the four eyes were facing each other, there was silence around, and there was no sound of wind; there was no sound, no sound of grass and birds, no sound of wind blowing curtains, and no sound of wild geese...

Wang Shouren asked lightly, "It's you, but I don't know what kind of person your father is?"

This question stunned Cao Muwen, but he didn't expect him to ask this question. Who is the father of a servant? Cao Muwen looked into Wang Shouren's eyes. This is a pair of unusual eyes, where there is wisdom and vicissitudes; perception and experience; it seems that most of the things in the world have been revealed in these eyes. But now, there is no emotional disclosure in these eyes. Cao Muwen is speechless, because he doesn't know how to answer. Is this a test? Cao Muwen thought in his heart, or...

Cao Muwen looked into the other party's eyes, which were calm. He became a country rather than a treacherous man, and the owner of these eyes was not very old at this time. Cao Muwen stared at the other party's eyes, as if the pair of magical eyes on the opposite had a magical magic, which deeply attracted people.

At this time, in the silence, the sound of birds suddenly came from the trees outside, which was the sound of spring swallows. At this time, the weather in the south is the warmest. The next flying birds from the north returned to the place where they lived last year. The young bird returns to the nest. These creatures screamed, and their voices were louder in the slightly empty room. Cao Muwen only listened for a moment and fell into meditation again. These returned Chunyan gave him a big shock.

In this way... Cao Muwen thought that Wang Shouren's words seemed to have really aroused the dusty memory in his heart. Although he himself felt that he had forgotten it clean, they were always there, always, waiting for a suitable time. Call them back again.

Cao Muwen suddenly didn't want to answer.

Wang Shouren looked at the young servant, and his face changed many times in a short period of time. From the initial confusion, doubt and doubt, then turned his attention to the nest of singing swallows outside the window. Wang Shouren is familiar with this nest of swallows, but when they just chirp, Wang Shouren remembered them. When he just came to Nanchang last year as the governor of Nangan, it was also such a beautiful spring. After his last meeting with his father Wang Hua in Beijing, he hurried to Jiangxi... Unexpectedly, a year passed so quickly, although the four seasons of the year changed and passed inadvertently. No reply. This still makes Wang Shouren sigh with emotion. Year after year, countless fast river-like time, stealing from his feet from his feet again and again, but we don't know it. When we understand and know, we find that time is not enough and too much has been wasted. Wang Shouren looked at Cao Muwen, who was still thinking about something. When his eyes turned back to the room from the swallow outside the window, he suddenly realized. What did he understand? Wang Shouren is also guessing. No! Should it be perception? Wang Shouren is not eager to ask young people to answer his questions, but he enjoys the current situation. He just wants to know the life experience of this young man who is predestined to him.

Cao Muwen looked at Wang Shouren without any malice or temptation, and could not see any temptation and tricks in his eyes. Cao Muwen suddenly felt obscenity and once again dyed such a "sacred" and profound person with his humble and obscene thoughts. No matter how bad the bastard of an era is, there are always people here, and there are always "people" - a real person here. Here, the host has a good conscience. This is a person who can meet completely frankly, a person who does not need to avoid it. For such a moment, the gentle spring breeze finally blew in, and there was finally a trace of throbbing in the originally static space. This sudden harmonious spring breeze, accompanied by the sound of spring swallows, brings a breath of life to this space. Cao Muwen and Wang Shouren were both affected.

Cao Muwen moved on the chair and adjusted a more comfortable posture. Wang Shouren looked at Cao Muwen and asked, "What's wrong? Is there something... unspeakable? Wang Shouren's eyes were the reason why he found that the other party was slow to speak.

"Uh...nothing..." Cao Muwen replied, "I was just thinking, indeed, I don't remember the past days very well."

"So, your father... I think he should be about the same age as me?" Wang Shouren asked.

"No... No, my father should have been now..." Cao Muwen said here, and his heart suddenly shocked. In the past few days... Cao Muwen thought that he didn't know how many years, or did it count as this unusual memorial? My father has been ancient for a long time, or hasn't been born yet? Cao Muwen thought that it was naturally ancient. But no matter what the times are, there are some things that will never be convenient, and this is the case at this time.

Cao Muwen replied lightly, "Father, my memory of my father is not very clear. It happened more than ten years ago. At that time, I was still young."

"So that's it, but I'm abrupt." Wang Shouren said so, with an apology in his tone.

"Sir, you don't have to do this." Cao Muwen said.

"No, now I'm not a governor, and you're not the governor's servant... Now there are only two friends I know, just chatting. This is my abrupt." Wang Shouren said categorically at this time. And he stood up, picked up the teapot from the table, poured a cup for himself, and handed it to Cao Muwen.

Cao Muwen took over and thanked him, but at this time he was still thinking about what happened many years ago or hundreds of years later. The memory is indeed gone, but he still hopes that he can understand and remember it. But he only remembered a simple figure and a vague voice. Cao Muwen shook his head in disgust. What he hated was himself, not the other side. He really forgot what happened when he was a child, including his father. For the rest, he only remembers that a few years later, he left one city and came to another city, a place that was very different from the city that had lived for ten years. Later, he never came to his original place again. But he still vaguely remembered that this was in the body, which was remembered through skin and temperature. The place where he first lived... It was much warmer than later... Cao Muwen opened the dusty memory, facing the unusual person opposite him, the person he was very familiar with, learned about people in the book, and finally Come to yourself, talk to yourself in detail and ask yourself questions. This is a strange feeling. Cao Muwen suddenly felt dizzy, as if the sun just shone into his eyes at this time, and the bright and dazzling light suddenly flashed Cao Muwen's eyes. Cao Muwen was still thinking about his father, the familiar figure, the warm city, and the familiar feeling. Cao Muwen began to violently open the memory that he had long thought he had forgotten. Of course, he is wrong, and he can't forget it. Maybe it's the later memories. The experiences are too numerous, and they take up their own memory. However, the precious memories of childhood that will never come back may not be remembered carefully in your life, but you must never forget them. Maybe you may permanently seal them in the safe in your mind. They will not be used for a lifetime. They will accompany you until the last moment of your life, until your eyes are blurred. When you look at the movie called "Life" made only for you and starring you alone, they will be vivid as a highlight.

But now, Cao Muwen raised his head again and looked into Wang Shouren's eyes and looked at it. They now seem to have a magic power. Although their owners may not know it, Cao Muwen felt that his hallucination had appeared again. That was the figure that he had not appeared in his dream for more than a year. Cao Muwen came from the opposite pair In his eyes, he saw the figure of his master, but he looked like Wang Shouren in his dream? Cao Muwen can't remember clearly. But at this time, his memory seemed to appear like a bullet. He remembered it, just like Wang Shouren and his previous dream of white fairyland. Wang Shouren and Cao Muwen remembered. The familiar city, the familiar temperature, the forgotten memory seems to follow the track back.

Cao Muwen remembered his birthplace. Here it is, Nanchang.