Chapter 1370 Everyother (Update 1)
The spring breeze blows on the face, and the water of the river around the city is clear and charming, flowing slowly under the bright spring sunshine.
Beside the river, rows of weeping willows are planted, full of greenery.
The willow trees sway in the wind, like beauties dancing enchantingly.
Tuoba Xian walked along the river, passing under every willow tree, and a light of infinite aftertaste passed through his eyes.
Time seems to pass by in reverse.
In the past year, it was also such a beautiful spring day.
The man in bright clothes and angry horse stood by the river waiting for him.
She will never forget that kind of spring and that kind of him.
Just like today, people who have been dormant all winter come out for a spring outing.
He stood among the crowd, like a jade tree facing the wind.
He hugged her and whispered under the willow tree, telling each other of their love and longing.
"Qing'er, I want to go over there and have a look."
Tuoba Xian stopped and said to Yang Ruoqing and Xiao Yaxue, who were following closely behind.
"If I remember correctly, there should be a stone tablet as tall as an adult over there. I want to go and have a look." Tuoba Xian said again.
Back then, they carved each other's vows on the stone tablet together.
Nineteen years have passed and she no longer sets foot in the Central Plains.
It was rare to return to her old place today, and she had the urge to go and see it again!
Seeing Tuoba Xian's expression in her eyes, Yang Ruoqing smiled happily: "Okay, let's go and watch together."
The three of them walked for a long distance, away from the bustling people on the river bank. The outing crowd came to a relatively secluded corner.
The moat branches here, and one stream from west to east will pass through the Yellow River and then flow into the sea to the east.
Everywhere, there are lush vegetation and wild flowers.
But there was no adult-tall stone tablet that Tuoba Xian said.
"Strange, where has the stone tablet gone? I remember that it was erected here!"
Tuoba Xian walked around in circles, searching, muttering to himself .
Yang Ruoqing and Xiao Yaxue looked at each other, and both came over to help search together.
Nineteen years have passed and so much has changed.
Maybe that stone tablet had been thrown into the river long ago.
Yang Ruoqing thought to herself, but still looked around very carefully.
What you are looking for here is not just a stone tablet.
But a dusty past.
The three of them searched for a long time. Yang Ruoqing found the target in the weeds down the river beach.
"There is a stone tablet here, everyone, come quickly!"
With Xiao Yaxue's support, Tuoba Xian slowly descended to the bottom of the river beach.
“Qing’er, hurry up, let me see.”
Tuoba Xian's voice sounded a little anxious.
Yang Ruoqing quickly stood up and came over to support Tuoba Xian.
"This stone tablet is broken, and only half of it is lying in the soil. I don't know if it is the piece that my mother is looking for." She said.
Tuoba Xian said nothing, her eyes were entirely attracted by the half of the stone tablet in the weeds.
She squatted down and stretched out her hands to brush away the thick soil and stones, restoring the original appearance of the stone tablet bit by bit.
Seeing Tuoba Xian's well-maintained hands digging the soil on the stone tablet, Yang Ruoqing couldn't bear it.
"Mom, let me dig it for you..."
"No, I want to do it myself!"
Tuoba Xian said, his tone was particularly firm.
Yang Ruoqing had to stand aside, watching helplessly with Xiao Yaxue.
Tuoba Xian's beautiful nails were broken several times and even showed some blood.
She was still planing and scraping, taking out her handkerchief and wiping it carefully on the stone tablet.
It seems that every tiny line on this stone tablet needs to be wiped out and let them see the light of day again.
I don’t know how much time passed, but Tuoba Xian’s movements suddenly stopped.
Suppressed sobs could be heard, whether they were happy, excited, or sad. Yang Ruoqing came to her senses and hurried to Tuoba Xian's side.
"Mom, why are you crying?"
She asked, following Tuoba Xian's fingers to the corner of the stone tablet in front of her.
In a very inconspicuous place, she saw two columns of fonts as thin as mosquito legs.
"Found it, found it..."
Tuoba Xian murmured, with tears in his eyes.
Yang Ruoqing leaned over, carefully discerned the two columns of small fonts, and read aloud:
Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and the beauty under the willow is making clever tricks.
A pot of spring breeze, a few spring nights.
In his years, he will be able to bring peace to the world.
Ten miles of red makeup welcomes you.
At the bottom, there is a word:
Feng.
Yang Ruoqing guessed that the word "Feng" should be the name of the person who carved the poem on the stone tablet, right?
Looking at Tuoba Xian’s appearance of being unable to control her emotions, could it be that these poems were carved by Luo Fengtang’s biological father?
Oops, the writing is good though.
Judging from the carving skills of each stroke, he is a practitioner with extraordinary skills.
And the literary talent is also good, tough and tender.
However, this uncivilized behavior that is depicted everywhere is still not promoted.
My wandering thoughts were brought back by Tuoba Xian's ethereal voice.
"Nineteen years have passed, and things have changed."
She sighed softly, and gently touched the powerful small words on the stone tablet with her fingers.
In front of my eyes, I seemed to see the scene that day again...
A sad smile appeared on Tuoba Xian's face.
“When I saw this stone tablet today, it solved a knot in my heart.”
"Qing'er, Yaxue, let's rebury this stone tablet together!"
Tuoba Xian said, burying it together with that beautiful memory.
Yang Ruoqing said, "Mom, wait a minute, something is wrong!"
"What's wrong?" Tuoba Xian asked.
Yang Ruoqing frowned and looked at this half of the stone monument and the other weeds and rocks around the stone monument.
"Mom, is Tangyazi's biological father still alive in this world?" she asked.
Tuoba Xian said: "I don't know. It has been nineteen years and there is no news at all."
"Maybe he is no longer in the world..." she added.
Although I believed in my heart that there was a high possibility that that person was no longer alive, I still couldn't help but want to go north to the capital to look for him.
Although I know that the chance of finding it is extremely slim, almost non-existent.
But she still couldn't help but want to remember her again...
Seeing Tuoba Xian's expression in her eyes, Yang Ruoqing knew that her mother-in-law was not sure either.
"Mom, look at the words on this stone tablet and compare it with the other words on the side. Is there something wrong?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
Tuoba Xian squinted his eyes carefully, and then his eyes lit up.
"This word..."
"This word is obviously clearer than the other words around it." Yang Ruoqing said,
"The other words on the side have long been blurred after nineteen years of wind and sun."< br>
“However, these two columns of words did not appear. Instead, the scratches became deeper and deeper. , what does this mean?”
“It means that in the past nineteen years, someone has often come to trace and engrave these two columns of characters!”
“And the person who engraved these two columns of characters can be found here! , no one else except the original owner!”
After listening to Yang Ruoqing's analysis, Tuoba Xian was stunned.
(End of this chapter)