Gradually coming...

The charm remains.

But I have never experienced the 'Year of Breaking Melon'.

From the green melon to the ripe melon that is now absolutely ripe, all this has not had any impact on Qinglian. The only change is that she felt a sense of reluctance when she saw her young son still young and handsome.

But it adjusted quickly.

Work hard, serve the young master, and take good care of the Lin family.

For decades, Lin Fan's daily process has been very fixed. He is not only farming but also patrolling the town to see if there are people in need. He is willing to help others. When he sees sincere smiles on the faces of the people, he is very happy.

"Master, mayor, please judge. Wang Erfei said that my cow belongs to his family, and this is obviously my cow." An old man grabbed Lin Fan.

Lin Fan has a high status in their hearts.

It has risen to the point of spiritual sustenance.

His words can often affect many things.

"Mayor, this is obviously my cow, he insists that it is his family."

Wang Er is also an old man. Decades ago, he was a young man and admired Lin Fan very much. Now he has become an old man. He can only sigh that time passes so quickly.

Lin Fan smiled and said, "The town must be united and don't quarrel. One, three, five, two, four, six, and Sunday is the free time for the cow."

They didn't know about these days before, but later, they often heard from the mayor and understood what it means.

"Hmph, this is what the mayor said. I heard from the mayor. If it weren't for the mayor, I would have to prove that this cow is my cow today."

"So too, as long as the mayor says, I will listen."

The two old men did not continue to quarrel, but communicated harmoniously, allocating the time for possession of the cow.

Lin Fan smiled.

Friendly communication is the best way to resolve conflicts.

Qinglian's eyes flashed with little stars and said, "Young Master, you are so awesome."

Lin Fan said: "It's okay, they are all very good people."

When passing by the blacksmith shop, Wang Blacksmith was no longer there. Now his son takes over, and his son inherits his father's business, which is a good choice.

Mr. Huang Zheng and Huang took the students to recite articles.

The newborn children were in full swing and ran around the town. When they saw Lin Fan, they shouted respectfully.

"Mayor Lin."

The children all like Lin Fan very much. They like to gather around him when they have nothing to do. Their little eyes are full of admiration. They often hear grandpa telling how the mayor killed monsters in the past.

A super monster that is thousands of feet tall can swallow our Qingyang Town in one bite by opening its mouth.

But our mayor Lin beat the demon to death with one punch.

The children who listened to Lin Fan had long regarded Lin Fan as the super hero in their hearts.

Fifty years later!

On the street.

Lin Fan was pushing a wooden wheelchair. There was an old man on the wheelchair, and the old man was covered with a blanket on his knees.

"Young Master, Qingyang Town has been safe until now, thanks to the fact that there is a young master. If there is no young master, there will be no Qingyang Town now." Qing Lian said.

I want to say louder, but the sound is very small. I can't do it anymore and it's difficult to make it louder even if I try my best.

Lin Fan smiled and said, "This is the result of everyone working together. Qinglian, the wind outside is a bit strong, let's go back."

Back to the mansion.

Lin Fan carried Qinglian to the bed and then went to the kitchen to cook. In the past, Qinglian prepared three meals a day. Even if she was in poor health, she still wanted to continue cooking for the young master, but Lin Fan stopped him, so he would take care of Qinglian.

soon.

Lin Fan brought the fragrant pork porridge to the bed and whispered: "Qinglian, it's time to eat."

Qinglian opened her eyes and was slowly helped up by Lin Fan. Her back was leaning against the soft pillow, her mouth was opened, and her son was asked to feed the porridge.

The young master fed the porridge himself.

Even though it has been many years.

But every time I feel particularly happy for Qinglian.

Soon, a bowl of porridge was finished.

Lin Fan told Qinglian to have a good rest, but was pulled by Qinglian, "Young Master, talk to me. I feel like I'm leaving and I can't chat with you in the future."

"Okay." Lin Fan smiled.

He could feel that Qinglian's body had reached its limit.

Qinglian grabbed Lin Fan's hand and recalled the way she looked when she grabbed the young master's arm and acted coquettishly decades ago. As she thought about it, she showed a happy smile.

Lin Fan touched Qinglian's head and said gently: "What are you thinking about happy things again?"

Qinglian smiled and didn't say anything. She used to ask the young master, "Young Master, who do you like, I'll ask the matchmaker to tell you."

But every time I get an answer, it is the mysterious smile of the young master.

"Young Master, can I ask you a question?" Qinglian asked.

Lin Fan said: "Ask, as long as I know, I will tell you."

What Qinglian wants to ask is... Young Master, do you really like me, so she has never agreed to ask me for a matchmaker. But thinking about it, she didn't ask this question, because she will always remember that she was adopted by the master and will always be the young master's maid and the steward of the Lin family.

She has never done anything to be sorry to the Lin family in her life.

He has never let the young master suffer.

And now, she just wants to get an answer from the young master.

"Young Master, am I loyal?"

Lin Fan was surprised, then smiled and touched Qinglian's head, "Loyalty."

Qinglian smiled happily, "I will be worth it for the rest of my life after receiving praise from the young master. I also feel that I am very loyal. Although I sometimes make small mistakes, I have never made big mistakes."

"Well, you are the best." Lin Fan said.

It's like coaxing a child.

It was like in his prime, he often gently hit Qinglian's little head.

Gradually.

Qinglian is tired.

Lin Fan lay down with Qinglian, sat aside, looking at Qinglian who was sleeping, as if when he was asleep, Qinglian took a fan and sat by the bed and gently slapped him in the wind.

Let Qinglian rest every time.

Everyone said that they were not tired at all, so young master should go to bed quickly, otherwise I would have to stay up until very late.

A few days later.

Qinglian is gone.

He died and left peacefully, with a smile on his face.

Everyone in Qingyang Town came to attend the funeral. They all knew that Qinglian was happy in this life and could always be by the mayor. And some old women knew that Sister Qinglian was glad to walk in front of the young master, but they also knew that Sister Qinglian was reluctant to leave. After she left, who would take care of her young master in the future.

Can it be done... like her meticulously.

This day.

Lin Fan stood in front of the tombstone, but he had not come back to his senses for a long time. His eyes were red and he sent away the most familiar person.

"Cherish every day in front of you."
Chapter completed!