After returning to the blacksmith shop with the coal I just bought, Song Bo went back to his house in Changlefang. He did not watch the coals unloaded. It was not that he didn't want to see the coals unloaded into his trousers. It was because Song Bo was too sleepy. Although he was just an ordinary banquet at the Cheng family yesterday, he was still filled with a lot of them. The most incredible thing was that Cheng Chubi, the boy toasted him two glasses of wine. He was a real minor. When Song Bo was happy, he agreed to Cheng Huaibi. He sent him a story and told her story. The most incredible thing was that Song Bo slept very sweetly. However, Song Bo was still very sleepy. Maybe the key was that Song Bo slept too late. It seemed that Song Bo would not tell stories to the Cheng family next time. So Song Bo only saw the coal-carrying person.

After the carriage arrived at the blacksmith shop, he took his son home to sleep. Everything else in the blacksmith shop, including preparing to worship the Fire God tomorrow, was handed over to the three blacksmiths in the blacksmith shop. Because the next day, in addition to worshiping or living, they also had to light fire to smelteks and make use of the waste. Song Bo wanted to see if he could refine the iron he needed. Now all Song Bo needed is to sleep well, not just because he drank a lot yesterday. He also ran a long way to walk from Cheng's house to his home. Can he not be tired for more than ten miles? Now he is so tired that he can sleep even while standing. So when Song Bo returned home, he fell asleep on the bed. He didn't know anything else.

When Song Bo woke up, it was already dark. Most of the people in the family had already rested. However, Song Bo couldn't sleep anymore. Although he had only slept for two hours, Song Bo was really sleepy at all. He was so sleepy before. Now at this time, Song Bo was the only one who was really awake in the huge house. The others were either asleep or were about to go to bed.

I don’t know why Song Bo suddenly felt a little awkward. It was as if something was blocked in his heart. He was in a bad mood for no reason and couldn’t breathe well. Maybe this was the legendary sadness. It was as if Lin Daiyu would cry for no reason.

In modern society, Song Bo felt so nervous that he would climb up to the roof to let out the wind, and the sky would look like it would be much better. This seems to be a habit that Song Bo had since he was a child. It seems that most young men in the north had it when they were young, right? When I was young, I often ran to the roof alone to vent my unhappy mood.

Song Bo stood on the roof of his house and looked at the sky. There was no wind in the air at this time. A large golden disk was hanging in the sky, which should have been dark. It was snowing yesterday, and it was very snowing. Although it was not cloudy today, it was still cloudy. Against the backdrop of the clouds, the moon seemed to be hanging in the sky like a pancake. The originally golden moon now emitted a pale white moonlight. It was scattered on the earth, and against the backdrop of the snow, it shone like dawn.

Song Bo looked at the fish-sized white clouds in the sky and the blue sky. Song Bo couldn't help but feel sad as he looked, and his tears were out of control. The thirty-year-old man cried as soon as he said crying. He hugged his head and cried heartbrokenly as if he was a child.

This was the second time that Song Bo cried like this in his life. The first time Song Bo cried like this was when Song Bo's grandfather was old. It was a saying in the north. It was passed away. One day Song Bo used his only high school level to write a memorial with four or six words, which was nearly a thousand words, and he finished reading it on his grandfather's grave and burned it. It was from that day that Song Bo actually started learning to make a blacksmith. However, Song Bo was already twenty-eight years old at that time. The first time he really tried to understand the blacksmith. From that day on, Song Bo was going home to make a blacksmith job. There was basically no other job to do. In this way, Song Bo delayed the marriage of a girlfriend. He made himself a pure (old?) virgin.

Song Bo cried and remembered his parents again. Song Bo remembered that he was no longer here, no longer in the 21st century. Song Bo now knows how they should live? If they think Song Bo is dead, then they will not cry to death? Song Bo didn’t know that he had traveled through time and thought that he was just somewhere in Australia. When he returned to the Tang Dynasty, although Song Bo knew that he was in the Tang Dynasty and was shocked, he still did not escape from being starved to death. He was very tired every day. So Song Bo didn’t have time to think about these things, and yesterday Song Bo really saw the joy of family family, and he had a feeling. After the banquet, he was only fearless emptiness. At this time, Song Bo missed his homesickness. It was said that men would not cry easily, but they were not sad. If he really saw a big man crying like a child, I wonder what you would think? Anyway, my heart would be sour. Song Bo missed his parents.

After crying, Song Bo raised his head and continued to stare at the fish-sized white and blue sky. People are all trying to raise their children but their relatives are not there. But they all say so. How many people have encountered them?

Song Bo was very naughty when he was young and often fought with his classmates. His classmates and parents always took his classmates to Song Bo's house to find Song Bo's father. Song Bo's father was an ordinary blacksmith part-time worker and had no education. Of course, he treated his son with huge profits. At this time, Song Bo's mother always protected Song Bo's face like an old hen. It really hurt her heart in her mother's heart. However, Song Bo always didn't have a memory. After this time, the next time he was found in the fight. Then the couple beat her son and continued to play the role of the couple beating her son. In fact, at this time, Song Bo's grandfather always secretly watched his grandson be beaten in the old hall at home. The old man always loved his third generation. But for the future of the Song family, the old man always had tears in his eyes and gritted his teeth in his mouth. He secretly watched Song Bo be beaten.

However, Song Bo always thought about how he was naughty when he was young, how he was beaten by his father, how his mother protected him from being beaten. But he never remembered his grandfather secretly looking at him. Because he never knew. Sometimes it was like this, you always didn't know who the person who cared about you the most. The past came to his heart bit by bit. Song Bo's crying became even more powerful. It was not until half an hour later that Song Bo calmed down his mood. But at this time, the sky was complete, and there were really no entertainment programs in ancient times. When the sky was dark, these ancient people would make children. Song Bo obviously did not have this hobby because he was still single. As a modern person, Song Bo disdained to go to prostitutes. So he could only listen to the sometimes-disappearance sounds in the yard alone on the roof. Song Bo was depressed.

In modern times, whenever Song Bo is depressed, he will have to give some music. However, since Song Bo has been making iron since he was a child and has no time to learn musical instruments or something, the only instrument Song Bo knows is the flute, which Song Bo learned from his teacher at school.

At this time, Song Bo suddenly took out an iron flute from his waist. Don’t ask me how he took it out, I don’t know, but in short, it was hung on his waist very early.

The crisp sound of "beep bee" came from the flute. The bass was crisp, just echoing the moonlight tonight. As for what song was playing, Song Bo didn't know, it was learned by him and an old man from the same village. This old man experienced a deep love when he was young. Although he was single all his life, when he died, the old man had to prepare two pairs of bowls and chopsticks at home for dinner. One was used by himself, and the other was prepared for his lover who died when he was young. This pair of bowls and chopsticks has been prepared for sixty years. So his music is always a bit sad and missed. So it always sounds very sad. Maybe it was because Song Bo was playing it really touching. His single flute sound caused a scattered sound on the roof next door.

Time is tight today, so I will write two thousand five first. Tomorrow's update will be 10,000 yuan to compensate for today's shortcomings. I'm sorry to you here.
Chapter completed!