Zhou Nianping was too familiar with this pain. When his mother passed away, he sat on the small wooden pier in front of the mountain gate, staring blankly in the distance, and was sure that Fang Zhiran would never come back, it was this kind of heart-wrenching pain.

His world is very small and can only accommodate a few relatives. He watched them turn into lonely souls and cold corpses. The powerlessness turned into a dull knife, slashing them into the heart one by one.

Mu Changfeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, inputted a strong spiritual power, and said, "Senior Brother, don't cry anymore, let Senior Brother Fang hear it badly."

Zhou Nianping gasped violently for a while, gritted his teeth and stood up, and suddenly sang: "I ride a cart on the oil wall, and I ride a green horse, where can I make a concerted heart? Under the pines and cypresses in Xiling."

The voice is frivolous and stubborn. If a passerby with an upright heart hears it, he will definitely think that it is a playboy who is teasing a good girl, and sneer and feel contempt.

"The heart is like a double silk mesh, with thousands of knots in it... This feeling is impossible to eliminate, and it has just fallen down, but it is on my heart." Zhou Nianping continued to hide his inner sadness with an exaggerated voice, tried his best to maintain a steady pace, walked into the kitchen, and began to prepare the ingredients for making mooncakes.

"I will never miss you in my life, but I will miss you. The body is like a floating cloud, the heart is like a flying catkin, and the air is like a wandering silk. When the symptoms come, when is the light half dim and the moon half bright."

Mu Changfeng and Lin Yuan were sore and unbearable. Both of them remained silent and assisted Zhou Nianping on the side, which was to fulfill their last wishes for Fang Zhao.

Fang Zhao heard the sound of the impact of pots and pans in the kitchen coming from time to time, and said, "It turns out that Nianping has this skill."

Fang Zhiliang said: "That kid loves delicious food and used to learn to make all kinds of delicious food from me."

"That kid is extremely smart, but his shortcomings are that his temper is too acidic, like an old cat with hair blown. Once the shortcomings are corrected, neither Changfeng nor Yuan'er can match." Fang Zhao continued to listen with his ears. The lyrics full of lovesickness and inappropriate tone could not help but laugh, saying, "When did this kid get emotional? Yayaya is so interesting."

Fang Zhiqiang said: "This kid has read a lot of books and has memorized some words about lovesickness between men and women."

"In my sleep, I always see a middle-aged couple, probably their parents."

"It should be."

Fang Zhao said: "A good couple is natural, a man is elegant and gentle, a woman is unparalleled and charming, and her younger sister looks very much like a mother."

Fang Zhiliang said: "Brother is like it too. My father often says that our eyes are like mothers."

Fang Zhao pondered for a moment and said, "Why don't my little sister tell me family history? I can hear from your conversation that our family should be extraordinary."

Fang Zhiqiang said: "When my brother's injury is healed, everything will be remembered. There is no need for me to spend more time on my lips and tongue."

"The red beans grow in the south, and a few branches are blooming in spring. I hope you will pick more of them. This thing is the most missing." Zhou Nian calmed down his emotions, and the singing became much louder, and it was clearly transmitted into the inner room.

Fang Zhao listened quietly for a moment, suddenly became interested and said, "I really want to know the story of my parents, please tell me."

"Dad and Mom..." Fang Zhiliang remembered the time when the family had been chatting around the fire at night, and felt both sad and happy. "They met at a tea party and played poems. My father had long heard of his mother's name and admired her for a long time. He traveled thousands of miles to the 'Yi-Search' teahouse in Linglong Town. After waiting for many days, he finally waited for his mother."

"It turns out that a thousand miles of marriage is a thread." Fang Zhao was so envious, "Does parents like to study?"

"Everyone likes it." Fang Zhiliang, like Fang Zhao, envied her parents' kindness and kindness, and said: "My father is a typical wife who is in charge of sternness. Sometimes when she makes mistakes, she will tremble with fear, 'After the old cat is back, it's better for the mouse to hide.' Many neighbors often laugh at her father for this."

"If you don't say it, I wouldn't have thought that my father was a wife who was in charge of it." Fang Zhao was in a good mood, imagining his father's pitiful look away from cats and mice, and laughed out loud several times.

Fang Zhiqiang said: "My father and mother are both people with weak temperaments. They don't like fame and fortune, and don't like to show off. What they love the most is you and me. When they were young, my father hugged you and my mother hugged me, telling strange stories one by one. Some neighbors were affected and loved to tell their children some interesting stories."

"What do I like to hear the most?"

"Brother was young at that time, and he loved to hear the stories of the snail girl and Baishui Su Nu marrying mortals."

"When I was young, I really liked to daydream." Fang Zhao laughed a few times, looked at Fang Zhiliang's faint smile, and his excitement gradually turned into pain, "Does my little sister have a lover?"

Fang Zhiqiang said: "No."

"Brother can see from Changfeng's eyes that his feelings for you are not simple." Fang Zhao's expression became more and more dim when he thought of different ways of humans and ghosts. "He is a person who is a mature person, ambitious, and has more affectionate. He is your good match, but a pity..."

"It turns out that people who are single-minded will never be separated from each other. How many people in the world can be like parents, and lovers will eventually get married, be kind and harmonious, and be with you until old age. I have already seen it, brother, don't be upset about this."

"That's right, life is full of bitter winds and rains, and everything is hard to achieve. " Fang Zhao lowered his head, and a vague figure of a woman appeared in his mind, saying, "Did I have ever had a lover?"

"I have never heard of it. My brother is close to me and I will definitely tell you if you have a sweetheart."

Fang Zhao lowered his head and said nothing. Suddenly, a cold breath spread from the soles of his feet, his whole body was floating, as if he was lying on the cotton wool, and the chaos in his mind made him restless. "For some reason, there is always an illusory shadow shaking in front of my eyes, as if crying. I always feel that I have been betrayed a woman."

Fang Zhiliang said: "You are in a low mood because you are injured and you love to think randomly. My elder brother is not a frivolous person, and he will definitely not be a disbelief."

"I am really not a frivolous and blessed person?" Fang Zhao's guilt could not be eliminated and he asked uneasy.

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"I hope this is the case." Fang Zhao lost all his strength, and felt uneasy and guilty. He stared out the window blankly, "Why haven't my parents come back yet?"

"I heard that famous doctors have a little weird temper. It's hard to ask, don't worry, brother." Fang Zhiran stretched out her hands and wanted to hug Fang Zhao. Thinking of her ghostly aura, she had to retract her hand.

"It seems there is a barrier between you and me." Fang Zhao saw her lost look in her eyes. "It is a barrier that isolates ghost energy. In fact, you don't have to do this. Brother is not afraid at all."

"Let's talk about it when my brother's injury is healed."

Fang Zhao's eyes were sore, and he stretched out a hand to grab Fang Zhiqiang.

In his sleep, he saw him holding her little hand when he was young, hiding behind a huge rock, and peeking at two red foxes fighting in the snow.

At that time, they were warm and happy. The two were always amused by the fox who was making trouble and snickered. At this moment, he really wanted to go back to the past and experience the feeling of being intimate with his brother and sister.

Fang Zhiqiang also wanted to experience it, but she was too afraid that the momentary impulse would hurt Fang Zhao, so she immediately stood up and hid in the corner.
Chapter completed!