Three days later, the sky had cleared up and it started to rain again.

Early in the morning, Lan Feng packed up his bags and walked out of the Su family's courtyard. The two elders of the Su family and Wan Xi held umbrellas and walked with him to the post house outside the city. Along the way, Wan Xi held Lan Feng's hand with red eyes.

In front of the window, there were scattered red pieces blown down on a rainy night. Rain and mist filled the buildings. Lanfeng stopped and looked at the bank of the Tongtian River, looking at the place that had been with him for ten years, and felt mixed emotions in his heart.

When they arrived at the inn, they saw the carriage waiting there. Mr. Su stepped forward and explained to the coachman.

Wan Xi said to Lan Feng with red eyes: "Brother Lan Feng, we say goodbye this time. I don't know when we will see each other again. You have to put that sachet away. If I see you, I won't fail to recognize you."

Already..."

Lan Feng pinched Wan Xi's little face with his hand and said: "Don't worry, sister Wan Xi, I will definitely put the sachet away. Don't be sad. I will come back to you when I grow up in a few years. At that time

No one dares to bully me anymore!"

At this time, Mr. Su also made a clear explanation. He waved Lan Feng over and took a few ingots of silver and put them in Lan Feng's luggage.

"Good boy, this is Uncle Wang." Mr. Su pointed at the coachman, and then said to Lan Feng, "You can be considered half of my son. I have already given Uncle Wang the expenses on the road. You can keep the silver for yourself."

Keep it for later use. We have to travel far and wide. When we get to Jinshan Temple, remember to send a letter to report that you are safe..."

Mr. Su had no children, only a daughter, Wan Xi. When he was leaving, he saw that Lan Feng was going to travel far away alone at such a young age, and he couldn't help but feel sympathy for him and regard him as his own.

Lan Feng bid farewell to the two elders of the Su family, and expressed his respect to Wan Xi before reluctantly getting into the carriage.

Mr. Su picked up Wan Xi and watched the carriage go away. "Brother Lanfeng!! Don't forget me!" Wan Xi finally cried...

"Drive!" shouted the coachman as he drove the horse, and the carriage gradually drove away in the rain. Lan Feng was holding the flower sachet in his arms in the car, and was crying.

How many happy faces are all the joy of reunion. How many sad tears are all the pain of separation. But people, even if they are separated for decades, they will still travel across thousands of mountains and cross thousands of rivers just for the moment of reunion.

This is crazy...

There are many things in the world that you cannot understand until you grow up. If you don't experience it, even if you spend a hundred years, you will not know the ups and downs of it.
Chapter completed!