MTL - To Raise a Soul-~ 63. Small cotton jacket

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The sound of the wooden door slammed into the wall came, and the two quick-sounding footsteps suddenly tightened, and the falling body was stabilized, and the warm atmosphere was surrounded by the sky.

In the chaos, Ping Anzhu was taken out of his pocket and dropped to the ground. The hard beads suddenly became very fragile. They shattered at the moment of landing and turned into a few ordinary brown granules.

It’s warm.

The sight gradually returned to normal. Yu Yu did not have time to manage the ancestral baby beads, instinctively reached out to hold the warm source in front of him, put the whole body into it, greedily breathed the other body clearly smelled cool, but felt it Very warm, eager to be like a drug addict.

"Sorry, I am late."

Yin Yan let him hold it, and looked down at his awkward face. There was a lingering wave in his indifferent eyes, his arms were coming back, and the people who were still trying to stick to it were firmly pressed in their arms, and the hair was windless and automatic. There are strange energies around the body.

吱 啪嗒 啪嗒, 砰.

After many decades of wind and rain, the Taoist wooden door can't stand the ruthless “pushing” treatment of the guests. When the two people hold together, they collapse and collapse, leaving the fingerprints and their own decaying cracks when they are in a hurry. When I got to the ground, I raised a dust.

"Scorpio..."

Yin Le, who came over in the next step, stood behind Weng Xiping, who was blocking the door. He looked at the two people who were "deeply embracing" in the courtyard and reached out to pull Weng Xiping clothes.

"Uncle Weng, you are jealous of me, I, I feel that I am dreaming."

Weng Xiping was dragged back to God by him, and he took a look at the door panel on the ground. Because he was too shocked, his mind suddenly raised a problem that was not at all important at this time.

"Little Master, the young master took off the half of the door for the first time, and when I go back, how can I report to my wife."

Yin Le heard the words and looked down at the door. He stupidly followed his thoughts and thought about it. Then he reacted violently. Now, when he is not concerned about this, he pulls his sleeves hard. The gossip and anxiously lowers the voice and said: "This is not the point! You see Look at the brother, he, he actually hugged with a man!"

"The young master is not trying to marry the other person. It is normal to hold a hug." Weng Xiping has been shocked and completely lost the ability to think normally.

Yin Le was about to collapse, and continued: "But they have seen each other before! One side! This is the second side and I will hug it directly!"

Still hold as if the two have been in love for a long time!

Although the older brother said that the young savior was the target of marriage, the normal procedure should not be to know each other first, and then slowly contact and understand? How did you get to the big brother directly?

He does not understand this development!

"The young lady is not without rebellion. It is good for emotional development."

Weng Xiping continued to face Zhang's mature face, saying that it was completely unreliable, and he automatically changed his name to Yu.

"..."

Yin Le finally knows what the pig teammate looks like. He indignantly throws away his sleeves and squeezes him forward. He wants to implicitly remind the two people who have forgotten in the door, but he does not guard against the old building. The threshold is too high. He lifted his legs. Low, the toes kicked to the edge of the threshold, the body slammed, panicked and waved, grabbed the remaining half of the door panel.

吱 噗 噗 !!

Snapped!

"what!"

"Little Master is careful!"

The wooden door of the Taoist temple is too old. After Yin Yan accidentally removed the half door on the right side, Yin Le also dismissed the remaining left half of the door.

Yu Yu, who was gradually warming up, was shocked back to God by the sound of this door. He took a moment to reflect on who he was holding. He was shocked and pushed hard to push people away. The line of sight instinctively bypassed just "indecent "The humanoid warm handbag passed over and moved to the door."

Huh, the north wind blew in from the hollow door frame and blew his brain warmly.

Yin Le sat on the dilapidated door panel, standing on the down jacket with the ash, and seeing Yu Yu looked over. After the overflowing, the expression on his face was calm and numb. He stupidly raised his hand and waved, and said with a smile: "First time meet... that, yell at you."

Yu Wei: "???"

He just seemed to hear something undone?

But now this is not the point.

He walked two steps to the front of the door, looking at the wooden door that was almost completely scrapped on the ground. After a few seconds, he suddenly turned and strode toward the view.

"Uh……"

Did not get a response, Yin Le raised the hand down the ground, gently grabbed the hair, see the big brother after Yu Yi ran away and turned over and looked over, suddenly some guilty, while climbing to explain: "I, I am not Be careful……"

Yin Yan ignored his explanation. He reached out and untied the coat and took off his clothes. Then he threw the clothes into his arms and gestured to the side corner of the door. He said, "Stand to go there."

Yin Le stepped over and moved forward, then realized that Yin Yan actually took off his coat. Now he only wore a shirt and a sweater and stood in the door with cold wind. He immediately rushed and shook his coat. One step, said: "Big Brother, your body has not completely healed and cannot be frozen."

Yin Yan gently blocked his hand, shook his head, squatted down and lifted the door panel on the ground, then walked over to the door frame and observed the wooden wedge on the top of the decaying piece, holding a toolbox from inside the view. Yu Yu, who ran out, reached out.

"hammer."

Yu Yu stopped looking up, and this really saw his appearance.

Pale, but handsome, the light is slanting when looking at the side, there is an illusion that he is giving his eyes from the clouds.

Not a ghost, a ghost can't grow like this.

"You must first remove the old wooden wedge, hammer."

Yin Yan handed it forward, and his eyes were not blinking. It was a normal and calm look, but when I watched it, I suddenly had a gentle and affectionate gesture.

Weng Xiping’s line of sight turned around in the two people who looked at each other. He stretched his hand and held it again. He wanted to go back to Yin Yin’s clothes, and took him to the corner, then secretly took out his mobile phone and opened WeChat. Out of a number dialed a video call in the past.

"Not cold?"

I have never been able to respond, and Yin Yan’s hand is flipped up and lifted, naturally touching the face of Yu’s face.

Yu Yu finally returned to God, busy with his head and avoiding his hand. I don’t know why I suddenly became embarrassed. I covered my toolbox and put the toolbox in the place. After I opened the box, I rummaged through it and found a handful. The two-handed hammer was handed over.

"give."

He spoke, the sound was much lower than expected, and it was almost just an air.

Realizing that he was more and more embarrassed, he took the hammer's hand and shrank back. Hesitated whether he would look up and say it again, but his hand suddenly became light, and then the shadow shrouded in front of him, Yin Yan leaned against the door panel. On one side, the broken wooden wedge at the bottom of the door frame squats and squats.

"My name is Yin Yan, your name?"

"what?"

"your name."

Obviously, it is a pair of hands that are pampered with respect. The work of doing carpentry is neat and skilled. The slender fingers move with a sense of leisure and leisure, and people can't help but stare at them.

Yu Yu felt that his head seemed to be confused by something, his thinking was a little slow, his eyes were straight on his hand, and he replied: "Yu, Yu Yu, my name is Yu."

"Ok."

Yin Yan responded with a low voice, removed the wooden wedge that was picked up, and reached the hand again in front of him.

"What, what?"

Yu Yu feels that his reaction is very shameful, but he can't control it.

The thinking is blunt and not obedient.

"nail."

"Ah...oh, nails, nails."

Yu Yu buried himself and looked for it again. Find two long, pointed nails in his hand. After carefully adjusting the angles, gently put them in the palm of your hand.

In a hotel in the provincial capital, Qiu Feiqian and Yin Hexiang headed together and looked down at the screen of the mobile phone. The line of sight stopped on the thin clothes of their eldest son, and immediately turned to the side of the camera. .

The dress is very simple, the skin is very white, the height should be shorter than the son of the family, the hair is a little messy, but the boy, can not understand the image.

Qiu Feiqian reached out to turn off the mobile phone microphone and seriously commented: "You can only see the side face, but the visual appearance is good. Although it is simple, it is very clean, and it is very warm. It is not like that Hanya. It is a big winter with a pair of legs outside. Akira, not afraid of old legs hurt!"

The tutor did not say that she was more ugly, but she did not hide it.

Yin Hexiang pretended not to hear the wife's slightly cursed sentence. Looking at the two people in the picture separated by a toolbox, he said with relief: "Xiao Yan seems to like this child very much, and there are a lot more words."

"I am willing to talk." Qiu Feiqian heard the words re-visiting the screen of the mobile phone. The line of sight fell on Yin Yan, who was facing away from the camera. He reached out and touched his back with a lot thinner than before. He suddenly reached out and closed the video.

Yin Hexiang couldn't stop it and asked, "How closed?"

"There are people who cultivate their feelings, do you peek at it, like this? Go, take my bag, Xiaoyan lost a big circle, the previous clothes are not fit, all have to be replaced. Let's go to the mall!"

"Full replacement?" Yin Hexiang can't keep up with his wife's rhythm.

"Yes, all!" Qiu Feiqian stood up, didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly there was a twisted cold light in his eyes. The sneer said: "Xiao Yan just climbed out of a stinking mud pool, and the previous clothes were stained with mud. The smell, the smoked dead, just changed all, and lived in the flower field!"

"..."

Yin Hexiang opened his mouth and looked at his wife as if his son had got rid of the old pit and ushered in a new life. The cold water could not be poured out.

The mud pit is indeed out now, but can the flower field be moved to the house, isn't it yet?

He said a lot of funny jokes, some have forgotten, some are contradictory, and some have been compiled to tease people, but only the story of "powerful souls", he repeatedly said many In the year, the details inside have never been missed.

Yu Yu’s late night, the memory of childhood when I can think of it, can only be traced back to the elementary school before, and I can’t remember it anymore.

But even if this is the case, he can clearly remember that in a bad afternoon, a grandfather holding a picture of his fortune telling him in front of his grandfather statue.

That was the first time he saw such a dignified expression on Grandpa’s face. It was also the first time that Grandpa could not believe his own calculations and repeated the appearance of throwing copper coins again and again.

On that day, Yu’s face was very pale, and Yu did not eat the egg cake that he wanted to eat.

It was also from that day that Yu’s grandfather spoke of the story of “powerful remnant soul”. He still didn’t know where to find a book that was ragged and painted with strange patterns, and he wanted to practice well.

It is a book that you can't read, and you can't recognize it at the time.

Perhaps Yu’s grandfather also saw that this matter could not be done. Although he still loves to read the words “powerfulness” and “cultivation”, he never persevered in the action, but only loved to tease him.

Later, Yu Yu grew up, learned the knowledge, and understood the truth. The story that I heard when I was a child has really become a story, and I have never been true.

Yu Grandpa probably discovered his thoughts. The strange stories of gods and gods gradually became less, although occasionally they would recite the old stalk of "powerful remnant soul", but because of the gathering of the two More, this stalk has not been mentioned for a long time.

When the old wooden box was opened, a ash was raised, and the baby was placed in the box. There was a wood pony, a story book that I had read, and a pile of copper coins from Yu’s age.

Yu Yu found a book that was yellow and broken from the bottom of the box, and turned it slightly eagerly, but only saw a mildew.

Books are fragile things. For so many years, no matter what you ask, the books that were already broken in the past, after being rotted by time for more than a decade, are even more broken.

The heart beats slowly and slowly, and Yu Wen smells the scent of the book. He thinks of the appearance of the grandfather’s fateful night, and the tears suddenly appear without warning, dripping on the books, fainting two Wet dots.

Really, Grandpa said it is true.

There is actually a ruin in his body, and now the raging soul is still on the door.

But Grandpa didn't tell him, but his soul is also broken.

"Staying against the sky, kinship is done..."

The kinship is exhaustive, and it is true that the kinship is broken.

He raised his hand to wipe his tears, but found that the more he wiped the more, the sadness of the painful emotions and the rise of his feelings, which made him almost breathless.

At the funeral night, he could still cry, but with the help of the cruel fate, he finally realized that the only relatives had completely left him. The rest of his life may be doomed and hopeless. Today, he can only be embarrassed. On the ground, silently twitching against a box of old things.

"Some people who are stupid will feel much slower than the average person."

In the front room, Yin Yan turned the old porcelain cup in his hand and suddenly said: "He thought that he had already passed, but in fact, there is nothing. Any small thing related to the past may make him..."

"brother?"

Yin Le worried and looked at him doubtfully. He didn't understand how he suddenly said strange things. He still had some worries about running alone in the backyard.

despair.

Yin Yan stopped and suddenly sighed, put the old porcelain tea cup on the table, took a look at Yin Le and Weng Xiping, and suddenly stood up and said: "We went to Taoist Temple."

Yin Le couldn't keep up with his thoughts, and he asked: "What are you going to do after the mountains?" Didn't they come to thank you for chasing people?

Yin Yan once again solved the clothes button and calmly answered: "Catch the pheasant."

"……what?"

I don't know how long I cried, but when Yu Yu felt that her eyes were about to be shattered by tears, a seductive fleshy smell suddenly came from the kitchen.

He stunned, and his thoughts finally pulled away from the sadness, remembering the troubles and guests sitting in the front room, wiping his eyes and face, putting the old books and patterns back into the box, turning around. Follow the taste and run towards the kitchen.

"Cough and cough!"

In the kitchen, Yin Letou was covered with chicken feathers, holding a dry wood in his hand and sitting behind the stove, clumsily stuffing the firewood into the stove, licking his nose and coughing, his face was still stained with black ash.

In front of the table next to the stove, Weng Xiping was cutting **** slices with a serious look, and there was a washed green vegetable on hand.

In front of the stove, Yin Yan back off the jacket again, facing the kitchen door, sweaters and shirt sleeves rolled up, standing in front of the pot with a handful of spatula, is cooking outside.

Yu Yu felt that the picture in front of him was very funny and unreal. He asked: "What are you doing?"

"Big... Hey, Yu Ge, are you coming, is low blood sugar better?"

Yin Le immediately looked at it when he heard the sound. He first said hello, and then he explained: "Yu Ge, we are cooking! Just big brother took me and Weng Shu went to the mountain to catch the pheasant! Here is true. Interesting, the pheasant is so stupid, actually stupid to the edge of our feet, rushing to add food to us hahaha!"

"..."

Yu Yu suddenly did not know how to answer.

Yin Yan put the last spoonful of chicken on the plate, put down the spatula and turned to the front of Yu, bent over and grabbed one of his hands, and put the plate on it, saying: "Take the front to the front, put the tableware on."

The plate is very large, and the potatoes inside are so hot that they are sharp and very heavy.

Yu Yu reflexively stretched out the other hand to hold the plate in Yin Yan's hand, smelling the smell of chicken, looking at the heat from the chicken and the Yin Yan, the brain seemed to have 10,000 pheasants screaming. Flying over, he asked: "You... will cook?" Will you use the soil stove in the countryside?

Yin Yan did not answer, only the corner of his mouth faintly up.

"My brother will certainly cook. When he went abroad to study abroad, he lived outside for several years and practiced a superb cooking skill!" Yin Le saw the needle, exaggeratedly told his own brother a good word, and wit out the big brother. It was this time to learn the cooking skills in order to please Hanya.

However, thinking of this, he has some doubts. Han Ya is a woman who pursues "style" and loves western food. Therefore, the big brother mainly learns western food. He usually does not touch Chinese food. He did not expect to have a shot today. The Chinese food is actually better than the western food. Great!

Yu Yu feels that the younger brother of this "dead" seems to be too enthusiastic about himself. In his heart, he once again made a guilty conscience instead of "Yin Yan". He laughed and said that it was a reconciliation, and he quickly took the dish forward. The house has gone.

There is no food in the kitchen. Fortunately, there is a small vegetable garden outside the backyard. There are some winter vegetables, plus the pheasant that is delivered to the door. A simple lunch with a vegetarian meal is ready.

The fragrant potatoes are roast chicken, the refreshing and pleasant fried cabbage, the appetizing palatable hot and sour cabbage, the good-looking tomato and egg soup, and a dish of farm-made pickles. Although the dishes are small, they are full of weight and are very tasty.

Yin Le’s mouthful of oily eyes completely disappeared from the image of the young master. After eating, he did not forget the big brother who cooked his own hard work. He said, “Brother, this cooking is getting better and better. I still want to eat rabbit meat. Let's go to the mountains and catch the hare in the afternoon."

"Go and wipe your face."

Yin Yan did not respond to his request, but looked at Yu Yu, who was always silent on his side, and asked: "Is it full?"

Yu Yu, who had not eaten a meal so long after being so busy, was asked a moment, nodded, shook his head, and suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm, pulling him and walking quickly toward the backyard.

"Ok???"

In the eyes of Yin Le, the light of the gossip flashed.

Weng Xiping consciously got up and began to clean up the dishes.

Turning the door closed, Yu Yu turned to face Yin Yan, the fingers hanging on his side were tight, and he took a deep breath and asked: "You said that you are the soul of my body, what evidence can be proved? ?"

Yin Yan moved the arm that had just been smashed by him and replied: "My consciousness is not clear when you are in your body, sometimes there is no, so there are not many things to remember."

"You fell from the bed when you were three years old. When you were six years old, you were crossing the road in the back mountain. When you were eight years old, you last wetbed, and when you were six, the first dream was -"

"stop and stop! I believe in you, don't say it, don't say that word!"

Yu Yu disguised the serious calming down, the ear was reddened by embarrassment, and the last trace of unforgettable in my heart completely dispersed, and continued to ask: "Why are you in my body? Why is my soul not complete?" ?"

Yin Yan looked at him quietly and did not answer.

Quiet for a few seconds, Yu Yu suddenly understood what he meant and asked: "This question can not be answered?"

Yin Yan gave the reaction this time and nodded lightly.

"……"Ok.

Yu Yu slightly downcast his shoulders and asked a question: "Then you are looking for me now, what do you want to do?"

"save you."

Yin Yan replied, taking out a household registration book from the coat pocket and adding: "It is also self-help, you and my destiny are connected, and the same life is dead, Yu Yu, live, don't give up."

[Live, live well. 】

Suddenly flashed through the words that Grandpa once said, Yu Yu lived, some doubts.

Strange, how grandfather and this Yin Yan would ask him to live so seriously, as if he didn't want to live, and...

"What do you do with your account?"

Yin Yan looked at him sideways and asked, "Don't you buy it?"