Chapter 394 Old Man

You should know that parents don't care how valuable their children's gifts are, and the most important thing is a heart. Now, Duan Zheng likes Duan Yu and Duan Qingming's gifts very much, and at the same time he is very moved. What he is moved is not a gift, but filial piety.

And Duan Qingming and Duan Yu's filial piety really moved Duan Zheng.

The three of them were happy. Aunt Zhang came. The gift she brought was a newly sewn cotton-padded coat, which was very beautiful and elegant. Moreover, Duan was wearing it, just right.

Duan Zheng saw Aunt Zhang's sewing clothes, and there was not much surprise. However, when he took over the clothes, he said lightly, "You are a person with a body. You'd better leave these jobs to the people in the future."

Aunt Zhang thanked Duan Zheng, and then sat stiffly in the seat specially given by Duan Zheng and dared not move.

The atmosphere in the room looks a little cold because of the arrival of Aunt Zhang. Aunt Zhang sat down for a moment and then left the space for this father and son, father and daughter.

Duan Yu's eyes turned around and suddenly said, "Dad, today is the 28th day of the New Year. Why don't you take us out for a walk?"

Duan Qingming heard this and said anly, "Yuer, it's almost the Spring Festival. Do you still want to run out? Can you stay at home quietly and don't go out?

Because Duan Zheng is very busy and basically does not live at home, so once he returns to the house, if there is nothing else to do, he will basically not leave the house. Now, at the end of the year, Duan Qingming is really afraid that Duan Yu's suggestion is too abrupt and will cause Duan Zheng's displeasure.

Duan Zheng listened and smiled carelessly: "After the New Year, it's time to be Yuer's seven-year-old Mangshou."

Duan Yu listened and nodded obediently and said, "In my father's words, Yuer's Mangshou is only more than 20 days later than his father's, which is the 16th of the first month."

Duan Zheng nodded and didn't say anything. However, he suddenly took Duan Yu's hand and stood up: "Okay, Dad will take Duan Yu out for a walk."

When Duan Yu heard this, he immediately narrowed his eyes with a smile. He shouted, "Thank you, Dad."

Duan Qingming frowned on the side of

. But before she said anything, Duan Zheng had already smiled and said, "Well, Minger, it's almost the Spring Festival. It's rare to be idle for half a day. Dad will take you for a walk to see how the New Year is going."

Duan Qingming's heart has been hanging, and then it fell down. She took Duan Zheng's other hand and walked out with him.

Duan Zheng did not want to go out with painstakingly. When he saw a pair of children, he suddenly remembered some old things.

At that time, he had not yet got married. Because of the special fate of Mang Shou and the special order of the fortune teller, as soon as Duan Zheng arrived at Mangshou, he would go alone to a village in the suburbs and get drunk for a day.

That's where he met the special woman. And for the first time, I met Ding Rou, a young lady from the Imperial Palace.

People's memories are very strange. Some people want to forget, but they can't forget them. But some people want to remember, but they can't remember.

The carriage went all the way out of the city on the quiet street. The carriage stopped not long before it traveled. Duan Qingming stood in front of the carriage and looked around. The place where she entered was full of ice and snow, and only a small village sat there coldly, lonely like autumn snow on a branch.

That village, from afar, already has some history, black rubble, vicissitudes of blue bricks, and even the steps in front of the door are covered with moss of life and death, several reincarnations.

Duan Zheng first jumped out of the carriage, hugged Duan Yu, and then went to pull Duan Qingming.

The winter in the suburbs seemed to be colder. Duan Yu was cold and his little face turned red with cold, but the expression on his face was extremely excited. He looked around and asked curiously, "Dad, what is this place?"

Duan Qingming also stood on one side and looked at Duan Zheng nervously, as if she wanted to hear how he answered.

Duan Zheng covered Duan Yu's little hand and rubbed it in his warm hand, and then whispered, "This is the place where my father met his mother..."

The rest of the words still didn't go on. Duan Zheng has taken Duan Yu's little hand and walked in.

Tiefeng had stopped the carriage and knocked on the door ring. The door opened. An elderly man came forward to open the door. At first glance, he didn't seem to recognize Duan Zheng. Looking at it again, the old man softened and fell on the cold floor, choked and called, "Sanlan."

Duan Zheng took the lead and helped the old man up. Clap his hand: "My uncle is still the same, and he hasn't changed at all."

Bun wiped his tears with his sleeves and said, "Sanlang hasn't been here for a long time."

Duan Zheng seemed to sigh, but didn't say anything. He just said, "I'll go in and have a look."

When Duan Zheng came here, it seemed that people had become much heavier. Duan Qingming and Duan Yu followed Duan Zheng obediently and kept silent to each other intelligently.

This is an ordinary three-entry yard house. Behind the house, there is a large open space, where the crops have long been harvested, only exposed bare frosty snow, and the ground is white.

This place was bought by Duan Zheng in the early years and repaired it. The original appearance of the house is intact.

Duan Zheng's expression seemed to be in a trance. He also seemed to forget who was behind him, just a person walking straight in. Duan Yu still wanted to follow him, but Duan Qingming on one side pulled him heavily. Duan Yu stopped obediently. And Tiefeng also seemed to be a little strange about Duan Qingming's behavior. In puzzled, Duan Qingming had already smiled at his uncle and said, "Your uncle, right? My brother and I are here for the first time. I hope Uncle can take us around.

Uncle heard this and readily agreed, so the group walked towards the other side of Zhuangzi.

People talk a lot and nagging repeatedly. And what Zhenbo said is also Duan Zheng's old story. Duan Qingming seemed to be listening carefully and seemed to be a little absent-minded. They had just turned the corner of a corridor and suddenly heard a familiar voice: "Qingming, why are you here?"

Duan Qingming looked up and found that it was Chuntao. Her eyes flashed and she said happily, "Oh, Aunt Chuntao, why are you here?"

Hearing Duan Qingming's surprise, he quickly said, "This is the old man's niece. Every year on New Year's night, she will come to see the old man."

Chuntao came forward generously, held Duan Qingming's hand, and smiled, "Yes, I come here to see my uncle every year, but I didn't expect that you would also come to Qingming."

Chuntao said, looking at the back of the house intentionally or unintentionally.

Duan Qingming clenched Chuntao's hand and smiled slightly. She replied, "Yes, today is my father's Mang Shou. He suddenly wanted to come here for a walk."

Duan Qingming said, greeting Duan Yu and met Aunt Chuntao.

Duan Yu was originally well-behaved. At this time, he went to the ground to see the salute, and the group followed Chuntao and walked to the room on one side.

Because it is winter, there has been a fire in this room. As soon as the group entered the room, they felt a very warm atmosphere. However, the body that had been frozen also began to melt, and I suddenly felt that my fingers were numb. There is no feeling.

Tiefeng only accompanied Duan Qingming here and left because he was worried about the carriage. And Zhenbo rarely saw people coming here. At this time, he also happily prepared tea and snacks. In the room, only Chuntao and Duan Qingming were left.

Duan Qingming whispered, "Aunt Chuntao, how is your aunt now?"

Chuntao shook her head slightly: "Not very good..."

Hearing Chuntao's words, Duan Qingming's heart tightened. Fortunately, Chuntao continued to say, "However, she still listened to me and came."

At this time, Duan Qingming's heart finally fell back to her belly.

Since the last time I met Chuntao on the street and saw Du Qingluan, an idea came to Du Qingming's heart, that is, to become Duan Zheng and Du Qingluan.

Since her rebirth, Duan Qingming has been thinking about Duan Zheng's affairs. After bringing down Liu Rong, Duan Qingming felt that Duan Fu did not have a hostess, and if she really wanted to find a companion for Du Zheng, no one would be more suitable than Du Qingluan.

For this reason, Duan Qingming, together with Duan Yu and Chuntao, finally brought this pair of former lovers back together.

However, this word "gang" is so limited, and the rest depends on Du Zheng and Du Qingluan himself.