Qin Yu raised his hand and gestured, "The big bird's wings spread out, and it was thousands of meters tall, like a huge dark cloud covering the sky above his head. The golden feathers, golden eyes, and golden claws were like a burning flame. It swept down from the sky and captured the running beasts running on the ground. The wings flapped and raised the strong wind. The big trees were blown directly from it and flew into the distance." "

What a great big bird!" Qin Qingqing's eyes widened, looking surprised and admiring, and a little scared.

Qin Anan erected his small breasts and shouted: "Sister, don't be afraid, I'll protect you!" He looked serious with a tiger head and a tiger-headed and sarcastic look.

The sky was just right, and the warm sunlight shone on the face. Qin Yu patted the little guy on the shoulder and praised his courage. Ning

Ling was picking vegetables, preparing for lunch, looking at the scene in front of him with gentle eyes, and chuckled from time to time.

The child grew up very quickly, and it seemed that in the blink of an eye, Qin Qingqing and Qin An'an were about to enter a private school, and they worshipped the most talented scholar Yan, recognized in the town.

He is a rigorous orthodox scholar who does things without saying a smile. Looking at the pair of villains kneeling in front of him, he said in a deep voice: "When you come to my school, you should know that reading is not only for literacy, but also for distinguishing between right and wrong, and sticking to your true heart in your work in the future."

"Yes, teacher."

Qin Yu stood in front of the window, looking at his grandson and granddaughter who were attending class seriously, smiled and turned around and left. He was holding a hemp rope in his hand and two grass carp tied to the other end.

I made a bowl of fragrant fish soup for Ning Ling every day, which was Qin Yu's promise to her. From that day on, it has never been interrupted.

"Qin Yu, I'm going to make fish soup again." The old lady lying on the bamboo chair was weak and basking in the sun, smiling and revealing her missing teeth. She subconsciously looked at her side, but there was no one on the other bamboo chair.

At the beginning of the year, in a heavy snow, the old man left in his sleep, with a smile on his lips without any pain.

Yu smiled and nodded, "Aunt, these two grass carp are very fat today, and the fish soup I make must be delicious. I'll send you a bowl later."

The old lady with little feet responded with a smile.

Boiling water to kill fish has been extremely skilled over the years. It is done in one go. When the fish soup is released, only half an hour has passed.

After taking two bowls, I kept half of them for Qin Qingqing and Qin Anan as usual, picked up one of them, Qin Yu smiled and said, "I just met my aunt opposite. I'll give her a bowl of fish soup, you can drink it yourself first." Ning

Ling said: "Okay, then you go quickly, the fish soup will be bad if it is cold." Qin

Yu nodded, picked up the bowl and went out, and smiled and said, "Auntie, the fish soup is ready, hurry up and drink it while it's hot." Look

She leaned on the bamboo chair, closed her eyes like a sleeping old lady, her voice stopped abruptly. Her expression was peaceful, but her breath had dissipated. She passed away in the warm sunlight.

Revelation!

The old lady of Foot has been kind to others all her life, and she has a very good reputation in the town. There are many people on the day of her burial. Seeing the coffin falling into the soil, Ning Ling's eyes burst into tears again, and she turned around and leaned into Qin Yu's arms."

The cycle of reincarnation in the world is an iron rule that no one can change. My aunt is walking peacefully. She should be happy that she has reunited with her uncle underground."

Ning Ling whispered: "You have to promise me that when you get older, you must walk behind me."

Qin Yu hugged her, "Okay."

Year after year, the town has changed a little more, and new wooden buildings have been built in some blank spaces, while others have been dilapidated due to the loss of their owners.

This year it was so heavy snow, and the vast soup seemed to not stop, spreading layer after layer on the ground. The cold wind whistled outside and dripped into ice, but the wooden house was very warm, and the red charcoal was burning quietly in the furnace.

At the same time, Ning Ling, with silver hair, smiled and talked to her son who was visiting her daughter-in-law in the room. She looked calm and calm. She has not been outstanding in recent years, but she considers herself a qualified mother-in-law and has never let her son down, nor has she blushed with her daughter-in-law.

Two young men and girls who looked similar, lay down in front of the bed, their red eyes filled with worry.

The milk became sick as soon as it was winter, and it was not cured again and again. The condition suddenly worsened a few days ago. I was already in a coma and I woke up this morning.

OK, grandma's spirit looks good, which made Qin Qingqing and Qin Anan feel a little relieved. They said to comfort grandma: "You are in good spirits and will definitely be cured in the past few days. After a while, the flowers are blooming. We will also go to the wild vegetables with you. We have loved eating the wild vegetables you steamed since we were young." Ning

Ling Xiao nodded, looked at the eldest granddaughter, then at the eldest grandson, and nodded with a loving face, "Okay, grandma will definitely take you there."

Qin Yu, who was sitting in front of the fire, got up and coughed lightly, and said, "Okay, your mother should take a rest. You can go back first, I'll just watch here." Qin

Taiping is already over forty years old. He has been dealing with tea all year round and is elegant in temperament. He hesitated a little when he heard this, "Okay, Dad, let's go back first. It's windy and snowy outside. If you have any questions, just ring the bell and I'll come here immediately."

Qin Yu nodded, found a snow-covered umbrella for the family, and sent them out to leave.

When he arrived at the door, he took a breath and a faint smile appeared on his wrinkled face.

Qin Yu walked to the bed and held Ning Ling's slightly thin palm because she was sick, "Old woman, don't worry about anything, I'm here." The bed

At the same time, Ning Ling nodded with a smile, "You finally haven't forgotten what you promised, so let me leave first."

Qin Yu touched her face, "Of course, my promise to you will always be effective."

Old man... Actually, I don't want to leave yet... I always feel that life is too short... I still hope to continue living with you..." As he said that, tears came down.

Qin Yu grabbed her hand and tried slightly, "Don't be afraid, don't be reluctant to let go. We will be together in the next life, and I will find you, don't worry."

Yes." Ning

Ling Hongyi's face quickly turned pale, her eyes began to become dim, and the scene in front of her blurred.

I know that my deadline has come.

Just as life and death wandered, some images suddenly appeared, and the temporarily forgotten memories began to recover in the dream world.

Yu sat in front of the bed, smiled and nodded at her, "Don't worry, I will be by your side when you wake up."

Ning Ling smiled at the corner of her mouth and slowly closed her eyes. Qin Yu lowered his head and kissed her gently between her eyebrows.

Let your youth no longer grow old with the years, you are still you, the person I will always love in my heart.

In the wooden building, the charcoal fire in the furnace quietly extinguished, the outside world invaded, and the room quickly became biting cold.

A layer of white frost gradually emerged from Qin Yu in front of the bed, and his body was like a sculpture, staring gently at the woman who spent his life with him on the bed.

--Other

Qin Yu stepped out of his body and still looked extremely old, but when he landed on the ground, the years around him seemed to reverse in an instant, and his breathing returned to his youth.

"Let this Qin Yu stay in your dream forever, live with you, and die with you."

With his eyes swept across the wooden building, Qin Yu took a step forward, and his figure appeared above the town, like a phantom that was not disturbed by the wind and snow all over the sky.

He lowered his head, his eyes pierced through everything, and saw Qin Taiping hugging his wife, whispering something, and from time to time he looked up at the wooden building where his parents were, with a worried look on his eyes.

Qin Qingqing and Qin An'an were discussing how to make grandma happy tomorrow. The two of them prepared to pay a lot of attention.

There are many more people in the town, each with their own lives, laughing or quarrels.

It is Ning Ling's dream, but isn't it his dream? The dream will wake up after all.

Let this dream stay in my heart forever!

After breathing out, Qin Yu took a step forward, his figure disappeared into the vast white snow like blue smoke.
Chapter completed!