Chapter 90 Suddenly Enlightenment

"Shangxian, how about having a drink with you?"

When night fell, the old grandson, the shopkeeper of the Sifang wine shop, closed the door and walked to Lin Shang with two pots of wine.

Lin Shang was stunned for a moment, slowly removed his eyes from the two wine pots, and said in a hoarse voice, "Shangxian... I'm no longer a Shangxian. Just call me Lin Shang."

Old Sun waved his hand and hurriedly said, "I dare not, I dare not." Since you don't want me to call you immortal, I'll call you Mr. Lin.

Linshang nodded in a daze.

The old grandson took out two wine glasses, poured them one by one, put one in front of Lin Shang, took the other cup in his hand, arched his hand to Lin Shang, and said with a smile, "Mr. Lin has been taking care of the small shop business for so many years. The little old man is grateful. Let's give him a cup first." After saying that, he looked up and drank all the wine in the glass.

Lin Shang was stunned, raised his glass in a daze and drank it all in one gulp.

The old grandson smiled, and the wrinkles on his face suddenly bloomed. He filled their cups and raised his glass and said, "Mr. Lin is really cheerful. The little old man admires him and gives him another cup."

Linshang raised his glass, and the two drank up again.

Two cups of belly, the old grandson's face turned slightly red, but Lin Shang still looked pale and looked ahead with a facial expression.

The old grandson filled the glass again and raised his glass and said, "Mr. Lin is a good drinker. As the saying goes, you need more than three wine, and the little old man will give you another glass." After saying that, he looked at Linshang with a glass, but he didn't drink it.

Linshang, as always, raised her glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Seeing this, the old grandson suddenly drank all the wine in the glass and sighed heavily, with a trace of sadness on his face.

Linshang heard the sigh of the old grandson's head, and his expression moved slightly. She said that the old grandson was also a sad person, and he really felt sorry for each other, so he asked slowly, "The shopkeeper, why did you sigh?"

The old grandson was silent for a while and said slowly, "The little old man remembered the dog couple."

Lin Shang was stunned for a moment. When he first came, he only saw Lao Sun's head with a two- or three-year-old baby. Six years later, it seems that he has never seen anyone like a shopkeeper's children. He asked curiously, "Where are they now?"

The old grandson sighed, pointed to the ground, and said sadly, "It's long gone. Only a two-year-old doll is left. Up to now, the doll is eight years old..."

Linshang was stunned, picked up the wine pot and poured two glasses, and silently looked at the old grandson.

Old Sun raised his cup and drank it all in one gulp, exhaled for a long time, and then said, "Six years ago, the dog couple went to Guangling City to visit their relatives, and there was no news as soon as they went there. The little old man was worried about it day and night, looking forward to their early return every day. Unexpectedly, half a year later, I heard people from Guangling say that in addition to a group of thieves near Zhenze, which led to Guangling, they specially rob passers-by. However, the dog couple unfortunately met them, and not only their money was taken away, but they didn't even save their lives. The poor little old man with white hair sent a black-haired man and brought his only grandson.

After saying that, he picked up the wine jug and took a sip, and then stopped talking.

Linshang sighed gently and said slowly, "It has been six years since the shopkeeper's. Let it pass. Besides, aren't you doing well with your grandson now?"

Lao Sun looked up and asked, "Mr. Lin can see how old the little one is this year?"

Linshang glanced at the white hair and wrinkles on Lao Sun's head, and wanted to say that he was about sixty-six years old, but suddenly felt something was wrong and stopped. The grandson of the old grandson is only eight years old this year. According to the customs here, the man has been married at the age of sixteen or seven, and usually has a child in the second year. In this way, if the son of the old grandson is alive, he will only be 25 or 26 years old this year. Isn't the old grandson only in his forties this year? But looking at the aging appearance of the old grandson, it is clear that he is an old man in his sixties, and there must be something he doesn't know.

After several thoughts, Linshang finally shook her head.

Old grandson stretched out four fingers and said with a bitter smile, "To be honest, the little old man is 42 years old this year."

"Forty-two years old?!" Linshang shouted in surprise. Even after years of fatigue, it is impossible to be so old at the age of 42. You know, 40s are the prime of men.

The old grandson took a sip of wine and said slowly, "It's really 42 years old."

Linshang took a deep breath before he nodded in faith.

The old grandson was silent for a moment and then said, "Since I learned the news that the dog couple were killed by a strong man, the little old man couldn't sleep that night, and his beard was white the next day."

Linshang's body trembled, and there was a trace of unbelievable in her eyes. How much pain can make people gray overnight.

The old grandson took a sip of wine, touched the white hair on his head, and continued to say, "In the past few years, the little old man has opened a shop during the day, and as soon as he lay down at night, he dreamed of the killing the dog couple. He couldn't sleep at night. Six years later, it has become like this.

Linshang said slowly, "For so many years, can't you let go of the shopkeeper?"

Old Suntou suddenly snorted, with a trace of sadness and indignation in his eyes, and his voice became sharp and shouted, "Put it down?! How can I let go of the murder?! If it hadn't been for the two-year-old grandson to raise, the little old man would have taken a bow and arrow to kill the group of thieves!"

Linshang was suddenly stunned. How similar his situation was to that of the shopkeeper, but what he lost was his son, and he... At the thought of this, his chest suddenly ached faintly, and he couldn't help asking, "Has the shopkeeper ever found someone else to help you kill that group of thieves?"

Old Sun's head snorted coldly again and said harshly, "If I don't kill my enemies, I'm uneasy!"

With that, he frowned, sighed heavily, and then said, "Looking at the grandson grow up day by day, the more painful the little old man's heart is. Now that he is old and weak, it is still a difficult problem whether he can go to the mountain of that group of thieves, let alone kill the enemy."

Linshang looked at the old man with white and wrinkled faces. He couldn't help but feel pain in his heart and asked in a low voice, "My father-in-law... Can't you still sleep at night?"

Old Sun didn't seem to find that Lin Shang had changed his name. He clenched his fist and said, "For six years, the little old man can still calm down by relying on the busyness of the store during the day, but at night, as long as he lies down, his mind is full of the scene of the dog being killed. I hate it! I hate it!! I hate that thief for taking my son's life! I hate that I'm old and can't avenge them!!"

In the end, the voice became sharper and sharper, and a trace of blood flashed up in his eyes.

Linshang was shocked and couldn't help thinking that he was not like this? Carrying a deep blood hatred, but he has no ability to revenge, and even has no hope of revenge. He is immersed in hatred all day long. How can a useless person who can no longer practice true revenge on a powerful monk? Thinking of this, when I looked at the old grandson again, a trace of hope rose in my heart and asked in a low voice, "My father-in-law... Do you still want revenge now?"

Lao Sun was stunned for a moment before he wanted to speak, but he closed his mouth again, was silent for a while, and said in a low voice, "I think, if I have the ability, I will definitely take revenge. But..."

Sure enough, he still wants revenge, and Linshang sighed secretly. I will become like him in the future, with gray hair and aging before ageing, which makes countless people who care about him more worried. Instead of letting go of hatred, in fact, we can't let go of regret. Hate your inability, hate your cowardice...

Vengeance must be revenged, otherwise I will not only be sorry for my close relatives, but also my fellow villagers who died because of this. But are they willing to see themselves completely immersed in hatred? They should hope to get rid of hatred and live a carefree life.

Thinking of this, there is a faint understanding in Linshang's heart. Thinking of my performance during this period of time, I drank to relieve my worries and ignored anyone. Not only does it not relieve your pain, but it also involves those who care about themselves and suffer together with themselves. More importantly, it is not helpful for their revenge. If the enemy saw himself like this, he would laugh out loud.

Linshang suddenly realized, as if waking up in a dream. He smiled self-deprecatingly, brushed his scattered hair, sat up straight and said, "My father-in-law, the revenge for killing the son must be revenged, but you don't have to immerse yourself in hatred. Don't punish yourself with their mistakes, otherwise you will end up with a relative's hatred and an enemy's quick end. Your son doesn't want you to do this, and you don't want your grandson to live in hatred in the future, do you?

As soon as the words fell, the old grandson stroked his white hair with his hands and was silent. The wine shop fell into silence.

"Well said!"

At this moment, a crisp and soft voice came from outside the door to the wine shop, breaking the silence in the field.

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