But there are unforeseen circumstances, after a flood, Xiaocui cut off contact with her family, as if she was hidden in the clouds by God, and she couldn't find it.
Over the years, Li Dazhuang has traveled north and south, spent a lot of money, and suffered a lot of crimes, but he didn't even touch a shadow.
Watching the years climb up little by little, Li Dazhuang was anxious in his heart, like ants on a hot pot, turning around.
Until one day, he heard that there was a fortune teller in Jiangnan, known as "Tiekou Shenshu", which was a god.
Although Li Dazhuang usually doesn't believe in these gods, when he came to this job, he also rushed to the doctor, packed his luggage, and went straight to Jiangnan.
In that place in the south of the Yangtze River, the water town is misty and rainy, on both sides of the stone road, white walls and black tiles, small bridges and flowing water, which are as beautiful as paintings.
But Li Dazhuang didn't have the heart to appreciate this scenery, he pretended to have something in his heart, and his steps hurried straight to the fortune teller's residence.
The fortune teller lives in an old house, with a plaque hanging on the lintel, which reads "The secret of heaven must not be revealed", and there are two strings of wind chimes hanging next to it, swaying gently with the wind, making a crisp sound, which makes people feel a layer of goosebumps inexplicably.
Li Dazhuang pushed open the door, and a musty and wet smell mixed with a faint sandalwood came to his nose.
The room was dimly lit, only an oil lamp was lit, and in the swaying light and shadow, a gray-haired old man was closing his eyes and recuperating, twisting a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and chanting words in his mouth.
After hearing this, the old man was silent for a moment, and suddenly spoke: "Strong man, your life is already troublesome, but the road to finding relatives is not an ordinary way to solve.
Let me ask you, everything in this world has cause and effect, have you ever wondered why you have been looking for so long and to no avail?
Li Dazhuang was stunned for a moment, shook his head, and his heart was full of doubts.
The old man smiled slightly, and there was a bit of mystery hidden in that smile, "Okay, I'll point you a clear way."
Remember, when you hear someone scolding you, that's where the loved ones you've been looking for for years are.
Li Dazhuang listened to the fortune teller, and his heart "bang", this sound like a fantasy, but why did he let such a small flame pop up in his heart?
He hurriedly thanked the people, and ran out of the fortune teller's house in a puff of smoke, with a mixed taste in his heart, both muttering and a little excited.
After that, Li Dazhuang was like a demon, wandering around the streets and alleys, where there were many people and where he drilled, his ears were erected like antennas, for fear of missing any clues.
But time passed day by day, except for the occasional encounter with a few people who found fault, no one really scolded him for no reason.
Li Dazhuang began to beat the drum in his heart, was he frightened by the old man who told the fortune again.
Just as he was about to give up, one evening he passed through an alley as narrow as a slit, and there was a commotion from inside.
Li Dazhuang was curious, and when he leaned over, he saw that several gangsters were surrounding a girl dressed in tatters, the girl was as thin as a piece of paper, and she looked very lonely standing in the crowd, but her eyes, although they were covered with dust, reminded Li Dazhuang of Xiaocui in his memory!
"Stinky, dare to run!
See if I don't clean you up!
The thug scolded viciously, and with a wave of his hand, he was about to hit.
Li Dazhuang's heart tightened, as if he heard the call of fate, and the fortune teller said, "The person who scolds you is the one who scolds you" echoed in his ears.
Without saying a word, he rushed forward, pushed the thugs away, and protected the girl behind him.
"Residents!
What are you doing in broad daylight!
Li Dazhuang's voice shook the little gangsters for a moment.
The girl raised her head and looked at Li Dazhuang with tears in her eyes, and at that moment, time seemed to have stopped.
Li Dazhuang's eyes were both surprised and excited.
His hands trembled, and he gently wiped the dust off the girl's face, and the face gradually became clearer, slowly overlapping with Xiaocui's appearance when she was a child.
"Xiaosui?
Is that you?
I'm Brother Zhuang!
Li Dazhuang's voice was uncertain and trembling.
When the girl heard this, her body stiffened, and her eyes widened, as if she had heard something incredible.
Her lips moved, she wanted to say anything, but she couldn't say anything, and her tears kept falling like pearls with broken threads.
When the surrounding gangsters saw the situation, some wanted to slip away, while others watched the excitement.
But Li Dazhuang only had Xiao Cui in his eyes, he protected Xiao Cui tighter, and yelled at those little gangsters: "Get away from me, otherwise don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people!"
The little gangsters were frightened by Li Dazhuang's momentum, looked at each other, and dispersed scolding.
Only Li Dazhuang and Xiaocui were left in the alley, and the atmosphere suddenly became very quiet, only the sound of their breathing and the occasional dog barking in the distance could be heard.
Oh, Xiaocui, is it really you?
We haven't seen each other for many years, where did you little girl go?
Li Dazhuang was so bitter in his heart, he finally couldn't help it, and hugged Xiaocui tightly, the tears of the two of them were soaked.
Xiaocui cried so much in Li Dazhuang's arms that it took a long time to intermittently pour out the bitter water of these years.
It turned out that as soon as the flood passed that year, Xiaocui and her family were separated, but fortunately there were well-wishers who rescued her, but she was frightened a lot, and she lost more than half of her memory, and she slowly came back to her senses in the past few years.
She wanted to find her home, but her memory was vague, and she didn't have any clues, so she never found it.
Over the years, she has been running around, suffering a lot, and meeting a lot of bad-hearted guys, and now she is almost surrounded by ruffians, and her heart is cold, who would have thought of meeting relatives here.
When the people in the village heard that Li Dazhuang had found his long-lost sister, they all came to welcome him, and the whole village became lively.
The moment my father and mother saw Xiaocui, tears flowed, and the family hugged each other tightly, as if they wanted to make up for all the time they had missed over the years.
In order to celebrate Xiaocui's return, the village specially held a grand banquet.
At the banquet, Li Dazhuang and Xiaocui sat next to their father and mother, listening to them talk about the changes in the village over the years, and also sharing their bits and pieces outside.
The villagers gathered in a circle, laughter and tears were intertwined, and the picture was warm and touching.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, a few years have passed.
The story of Li Dazhuang and Xiaocui spread in the village and became a good story after dinner, inspiring the men, women and children in the village to cherish their family affection and bravely pursue their own happiness.
That land full of love, because of their return, became warmer and more beautiful.
I remember that winter, the snow was very heavy, and the whole village was covered in thick snow, covered in snow, and it was unspeakably beautiful.
Li Dazhuang and Xiaocui sat on the hot kang, around the small stove, roasting sweet potatoes and chatting about homely things.
The cold wind was howling outside the window, but it was warm inside, and both of them had happy smiles on their faces.
"Xiao Cui, do you remember?
We just came back that year, and it was such a snowy day, and you were shivering from the cold, or did I carry you back?
Li Dazhuang recalled the past with a smile, his eyes full of tenderness.
When Xiaocui heard this, her face flushed, she gently slapped Li Dazhuang, and said angrily: "As long as you talk a lot, I haven't recovered at that time."
Look at it now, the two of us are better than anything else these days.
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The two were talking and laughing when there was a sudden knock on the door.
Li Dazhuang hurriedly got up to open the door, only to see an old man in ragged clothes standing outside the door, who was the fortune teller who pointed out the maze back then.
"Oh mom, old man, why are you here?
Come in, come in, come in!
Li Dazhuang was surprised, and hurriedly welcomed the fortune teller into the house.
After the fortune teller entered the house, he shook the snowflakes on his body, swept his eyes around the house, and finally landed on Xiaocui, smiling slightly, as if everything was under control.
"The old man passed by here today, and when he saw that it was getting late, he thought of coming to ask for a bowl of hot soup to drink.
I didn't expect to meet the two.
The fortune teller's words were a little mysterious, a little kind.
Seeing this, Xiao Cui hurriedly got up and went to the kitchen to prepare hot soup.
And Li Dazhuang pulled the fortune teller to sit down and asked about his recent situation over the years.
The fortune teller just smiled faintly and said something misty, which made people scratch their heads.
After a while, Xiao Cui walked out with a bowl of hot chicken soup, which was full of aroma and mouth-watering.
The fortune teller took the chicken soup, took a sip, and praised it: "Good soup, good soup!"
In this soup, not only the deliciousness of the ingredients, but also the taste of home, it warms people's hearts.
The fortune teller shook his head and sighed.
Li Dazhuang and Xiaocui listened, looked at each other and smiled, their hearts warm.
They understood that the fortune teller had not only helped them a lot, but was also a wise man, using his unique set of tricks to show them a clear path in life.
After eating, the fortune teller didn't stay long, stood up and said goodbye.
Before leaving, he glanced at Li Dazhuang and Xiaocui meaningfully, and said earnestly: "You two, fate is given by God, but you have to rely on yourself to manage it."
Remember, no matter what difficulties you encounter in the future, as long as you have love and faith in your heart, there is no obstacle that you can't overcome.
Li Dazhuang and Xiaocui nodded like pounding garlic, and watched the fortune teller disappear into the vast snowy night.
Back in the house, the two sat on the hot kang and were silent for a while.
In the end, Li Dazhuang broke the silence and said, "Xiaocui, we have to take the old man's words to heart.
In the days to come, we will have to work together to live a prosperous life.
Xiao Cui nodded, her eyes shining with determination.
She knew that as long as she was with Li Dazhuang, nothing would matter.
Years have passed in a flash.
With their diligence and intelligence, Li Dazhuang and Xiaocui not only made their own lives more and more nourishing, but also drove the economy of the entire village.
They started a small farm, grew organic vegetables, raised poultry, and sold far away, and customers liked it.
And the fortune teller seems to have become a legend in their hearts.
In the dead of night, the two of them would always think of his teachings and their hearts would be full of gratitude.
They knew that it was that unexpected fate that allowed them to find each other; It is that firm belief and unremitting efforts that have allowed them to create their own happy life.
Now, Li Dazhuang and Xiaocui's family are full of children and grandchildren, enjoying the joy of family.
They often bring their grandchildren back to the land that witnessed their joys and sorrows, and tell the stories of those years.
Those stories, like that black land, are endless, passed down from generation to generation.
In this world full of hope and love, the story of Li Dazhuang and Xiaocui is like a bright lamp, illuminating everyone who is confused on the road of life.
They use their own experiences to tell people: no matter how fate arranges, as long as there is love and faith in the heart, miracles can be created.