Chapter 84 Cool breeze and warmth, family and people's hearts!

In the wilderness at the end of autumn, there were bursts of happy songs in the desolation, and the source of the song was a young girl who pillowed on the back of a big green donkey and used a big burden full of copper money as a pillow.

Song Yi listened to this familiar and strange tune and sang it crisply from Fu Yao's mouth, and finally there was a strange smile on the corners of his mouth.

The breeze blows the face, the sun is warm, and there is no one around in the wilderness. Some are just fragrant fresh air and the crisp and cheerful songs.

At noon, Song Yi arrived at Tangjiazhuang and discussed many things with Tang Hu alone in the same room. When he set out again after noon, in addition to him and Fu Yao, there was another young teenager. The teenager was Tang Feng, the third young master of Tangjiazhuang. Behind Tang Feng, there was a group of Tangjiazhuang's The servant.

For Song Yi and Tang Hu, this is a win-win agreement. For Tang Feng, this is the world and freedom he yearns for. From the beginning, Tang Feng heard Fuyao humming "The Most Dazzling National Style", he rarely stuck behind Fuyao's big green donkey's buttocks and asked Fuyao about martial arts, about the tune...

Fu Yao, who was not much older than Tang Feng, was so old-fashioned at this moment, pretending to be cold and ignored Tang Feng, but Tang Feng's young heart did not stop his curiosity along the way. From Tangjiazhuang to Qingmuzhai, he never stopped talking.

In the evening, a group of talents began to run wildly. Finally, they rushed to Qingmuzhai at dark, and then went up the mountain with the cheers of the people in the cottage.

The scale of Qingmu Village made Song Yi, who had only left for a few days, slightly surprised. In these days when he was not there, it seemed that it had been perfected more like a village on the mountain!

Cooking smoke, the fragrance of vegetables, the shouts between people, and the laughter of children running and playing, gathered into a beautiful and peaceful picture! After Song Yi went up the mountain, there were already sentinels to inform everyone, and then in the cheers of the crowd, Lu Yuanxin, Zhang Dahu, Niu Erhu and others crowded Song Yi into the square of the cottage. Someone had already set up a large long table of food, which was full of fragrance!

Song Yi smiled and responded to everyone's greeting and smiling face, and then sat at the long table and began to eat and chat with everyone. Wine, meat and rude words occasionally burst out of Song Yi's mouth when he rose.

Such a scene makes the shaking of sitting on a tree and nibbling on a shiny chamfer legs slightly frown. She likes rivers and lakes, but she likes rivers and lakes with gentle atmosphere, poems and killings. She doesn't like rivers and lakes full of men's dirty words. But it may be a little different from Fu Yao. Tang Feng, who wants to squeeze into this occasion with a rice bowl and a longing face, can't squeeze into such an occasion...

The moon shadow is slanting to the west, and the laughter under the sky seems to prove that this mountain is a different beautiful scenery. During the meal, the long table of the old men was surrounded by a lot of people with rice bowls. The words of these people's endless words were full of admiration for Song Yi and the speech about the refreshing battle that killed the Liao soldiers in Bianzhou City. When it comes to the rise, many adults actually knocked over their hands. The bowl of rice.

Some women looked at the scene where the old men gathered together and scolded loudly in front of their wooden houses. The ignorant children ran and played, and their faces smiled like flowers. From time to time, they would act coquettishly to their parents, just like such a scene. The scene is like a grand few days.

But in fact, before Song Yihe went to Qingmu Village, many of them really only had such a rich dinner and a happy smile on New Year's Eve.

In the beautiful scenery of Liangchen, Song Yi waited until everyone was almost full before slowly opening his mouth to say that he was leaving Qingmu Village.

For a moment, the smiling person was stunned, and the expression on everyone's face suddenly froze...

After a long time, Niu Erhu gasped and asked reluctantly, "Why? Brother Song! This Qingmu Village is because you took us to have such a good day and rush today. Without you, I can't think of so many ways to make the cottage live a good life. Without you teaching us to make that 'smoke cannon', we would certainly not be able to keep this stockade! Now the government will definitely not embarrass us for a while... Why are you leaving?"

Niu Erhu's voice was very loud. In this way, many onlookers in the distance also knew the news that Song Yi was leaving. For a moment, everyone's laughter sank. Even the playful children felt that the atmosphere of the adults was not right, and they dared not make any more noise. Some women had a bad face at this time. His child shouted back and stared nervously at the square long table in the square, and the handsome young man in the crowd who was not in harmony with the cottage.

Niu Erhu shouted out with a little angry and unwilling tone. After a while, other people on the table also began to retain Song Yi, and more people felt a little lost and sad.

Song Yi looked at everyone's face and waited for almost everyone to speak before he showed a kind smile to the people present and said, "Everyone's heart, I, Song Yi, understand... Today in Qingmuzhai, it is not the work of Song Yi alone. There is no doubt that Qingmuzhai was fought for desperately by everyone. Song Yi's coming and going is actually not important. What's important is the heart of everyone present..."

When he said the last sentence of people's heart, Song Yi raised his voice slightly and let everyone listen to it. His eyes were very serious and solemn. Although many people present were in different emotions, they still calmed down and began to listen to what Song Yi said, even Fu Yao on the tree and Tang Feng with a rice bowl beside him. They all listened carefully, because Song Yi's expression was with the real sincerity that was easy to calm down.

Song Yi continued, "It's people's hearts... Only everyone's hearts regard this stockade as their own home and want to build this home well. So unless someone crushes everyone present into corpses, who can stop Qingmu Village from taking every step towards living and contentment? Therefore, since you don't have me, Song Yi, you should also maintain Qingmuzhai with the same brand-new intention. This is your home..."

Song Yi's sincere voice, when he came home, many people had a warm feeling in their hearts. Some people were emotionally fragile, and many women who lived a good life in the distance, their eyes turned red.

Cool breeze and warmth, Song Yi's words made the people who did not have too much complicated thoughts in Qingmu Village begin to seriously think about issues such as people's hearts and families for the first time.