At the end of the year, there was a series of heavy snowfall, one did not melt, and the other came, and the snow pressed on the branches that could not bear it, and the branches broke with a "squeak". The branches that fell everywhere in the street, accompanied by the falling debris, were submerged in the snow, and they were all white as far as the eye could see.

It looks white and flawless, but when you walk on it, you must always be on guard so as not to step on sharp things.

The snow did not stop this night, and early in the morning, someone suddenly shouted that the East Garden had collapsed.

Since the merger of the West Garden Sigu Xuan and the Huiguan Pavilion, changed to the main porcelain art, the East Garden has become a kind of calligraphy and painting gathering center in Xuncheng, many people are quite worried when they hear this news, get up early to get together near the East Garden, inquire in detail, fortunately, but the pavilion in the courtyard was crushed by the snow, and the main house exhibition hall is fine, but unfortunately, the founder Wang Chu was sweeping the snow next to the pavilion at the time, and was injured by the falling tiles.

He needed to recuperate, so he temporarily closed the East Garden, and he didn't know when it would open again.

The calligraphy and paintings in the exhibition hall were all taken down, and the photo, the photo that fixed the art representatives of Xiaofenglou in the East Garden and the West Garden, in fact, he himself was not very clear, when the foreigner shouted, he turned back late, only took a side, but he still carefully framed this photo, and always hung it in the center of the exhibition hall.

He took the photograph down, clipped it in his arms, slowly locked the door, stepped on the thick snow, and after a while, the footprints were covered again, and it was still calm.

Meng Ting'an on the other side of the ocean received another letter, which was the fourth one written by Weng Rongrong.

Every year is slightly different, but the general idea has not changed, this year she said: "Xuncheng is very good, that is, the snow is big, this year is very cold, my father-in-law and mother-in-law are sick, this weather, it is very difficult for the elderly, your second brother they are also very good, yes, all are good, don't worry, you take care of yourself, don't let others worry." ”

Shen Wei didn't say anything about things she couldn't get used to before, but Weng Rongrong was a talker, and she couldn't wait to write all the news she found in the letter, she said that everything was fine, and Ting An completely believed it.

But Weng Rongrong didn't know who she had learned to conceal, such as Siqing leaving the Meng family, so she didn't talk about it.

For example, this winter, it is not only her in-laws who are seriously ill, but also Mrs. Meng Pan Lanfang.

Pan Lanfang has always been timid and cowardly outside, arbitrary and arrogant inside, she was originally very sorry for her life, if it was in the past, she would have to complain about the hardships, and she had to pester her juniors to serve her well, but in this situation, she doesn't know why she is alive, this sudden illness, she is not worried, but she is about to be relieved.

The only one who is reluctant is Cheng'er, but she also expected that she would definitely not be able to wait to see Cheng'er grow up, so it makes no difference whether she sees him grow up to six or seven years old.

The cold wind was howling outside the window, she lay on the sickbed, and said to Huai'an next to her: "I didn't treat you as a son when I was a child, I have always been bad to you, and then I was not good to Siqing, and now I am even worse for Jiang Yarong, what are you sad about when I die, don't be sad, be obedient!"

Huai'an's eyes fell on the window, his eyes were red, and he didn't say a word.

She also looked out the window, looking at the white expanse, her heart was empty, Qi Qiran laughed for a while: "Jiang Yarong, I didn't really drive her away, I just said it, she was sick like that, I know that she can't live when she goes out, so, forget it, you have to spend money on her treatment, then treat it, I'm too lazy to say." ”

Huai'an nodded.

She continued: "That...... One more thing, please. ”

"Don't be so polite. "Sorrow was born with peace of mind.

"Hmm. She sighed, "If you are idle in the future, contact your eldest sister and fifth sister more, your eldest sister you have already found out, are you hiding it from me, it must be her idea, I am all for her good, in the end she will hate me, and Huan'er's dead girl...... Forget it, I'm too lazy to investigate, so is your fifth sister, after her mother is gone, she hasn't stepped on the door of Meng's house once, but she is also surnamed Meng, we are all gone, you brothers and sisters are still a family. ”

"Okay, I will. ”

"That's good. She raised her hand and wanted to pull him, but when she hung halfway, she felt that it was inappropriate, so she retracted it, "Actually, I want to take a look at Siqing, I miss her a lot, but...... I know you let her go on purpose, and I don't embarrass you, but no matter what you're planning, you have to listen to me. ”

You say. ”

She was a little excited, and half-propped herself up: "Everything can be given up, everything can be wanted, what the Meng family, what porcelain painting, don't want, don't care, it doesn't matter, but Cheng'er can't, you ...... You must be Cheng'er in everything, you must promise me, do you hear?"

Huai'an withdrew his gaze from the window, lowered his eyes, and did not respond.

When Meng Hongxian was there, he said that as long as the Meng family porcelain was painted, and Pan Lanfang said at this time that as long as Cheng'er.

What is the best way to do both?

Soon after, Pan Lanfang passed away.

As if expected, the day before she died, the red plaque on the door of Meng's house dropped a nail, hanging in the wind and swaying, creaking, fortunately found in time, otherwise the imperial plaque would have fallen to the ground.

Soon, the plaque was re-set, and there was almost no difference from the front, but a crack came out of the back, and I don't know which day it will crack.

Pan Lanfang's tablet was put into the ancestral hall of the Meng family, and since then, the parents of the Meng family are all gone, and there are only children left in this world, none of them are in the Meng family to see off Pan Lanfang, and now it is Huai'an, a person who does not belong to the Meng family, who is responsible for them.

It was eventful.

The Beiyang warlord Yuan was dictatorial at home, betrayed the country, and wanted to restore the imperial system, causing an uproar and stirring up a crusade, and the Beiyang army and the crusading army fought fiercely, and the smoke of gunpowder soon rolled to the edge of Xuncheng.

The people of a city could not be transferred, and the small city could not withstand the flames of war at all, and the Beiyang Army decided to use Xuncheng as a bait to lure the enemy into a deep outflanking attack, which was tantamount to abandoning Xuncheng and ignoring the safety of the people in the city.

In this beacon fire, the soldiers are like ants, and they have no choice but to obey military orders.

Cheng Yiheng quietly hid at the back, and sighed absurdly: "Yes, this time I really want to talk to the traitor." ”

The young man next to him looked excited: "Cheng Da...... Brother Cheng, what are you sighing for, isn't this good, I finally have a chance to go to the front line, isn't the world all fighting?"

He didn't look at him angrily: "Fight the world, heh, what has the world done wrong, why do you always have to be beaten?" ”

"That'...... Uncle Cheng, don't worry, I will protect you. Wu Sankou changed his words.

Cheng Yiheng stretched his waist, and he felt that he was old.

His arms were not fully extended, but when he heard a shout, he was coming in his direction: "A few of you, go to South Street, someone will come to answer you at night!"

"What are you patrolling the streets?" a line of soldiers glared.

"The enemy enters the city tonight, and at this time, when you go out of the city and enter the city, you have to strictly investigate, and if you see a suspicious person, you will be arrested immediately, go quickly!"

The group quickly went out into the street with the order.

Before the war entered the city, the South Street was as lively as ever, the small vendor selling candy on the street had accepted an apprentice, and was teaching the little apprentice hand in hand, and the tea shops and restaurants on both sides were full of people, walking outside the door, and the babbling singing could be heard.

White smoke rose from the chimneys of the houses on both sides of the road, but the old man playing chess was missing from the street.

Xuncheng at noon was filled with fragile peace, and the people did not know that the mountain rain was coming tonight.

Their soldiers are ambushed around Xuncheng, and the other party's soldiers are on the way to come, waiting for the other party to step into the city gate, all the silence here will become ruins under the smoke of gunpowder, and after the broken ruins and ruins and blood flow into a river, probably, it will be a long, long "quiet".

Someone sighed in Cheng Yiheng's ear, and he looked back to see that it was the small leader of his team.

The commander said, "I've spent most of my life in Xuncheng. ”

He nodded, "Me too." Then he asked, "Why can't you send a message to everyone and let everyone evacuate?"

"The plan to leak the news will fail, and the military order is like a mountain, and you can't help but obey!" the other party suddenly said righteously.

Cheng Yiheng smiled wryly: "Okay, you are great, that ......"

Can I run first?

He wanted to say so, but looking at the other party's righteous color, the words came to his lips and swallowed back.

But once this idea has taken root in my heart, I can't dispel it.

If you want to run, you can't run alone, he thought like this again, and felt that he was also great, he rolled his eyes, and continued to ask: "Now that the city gate is not sealed, you can enter and exit the city, right?"

"If you want to lure the enemy, of course you can't seal the city gate, and you can enter and exit the city as usual, but you have to secretly and strictly investigate, but in fact, it doesn't hurt to tell you...... I don't have a special identity, and now I can only enter but not leave. The other party said, and sighed again, "This is really to trap the people of a city inside." ”

"What does it mean to be special?"

"It is definitely not possible to have no official and no position, and it is definitely not possible for a little soldier like you. After the other party finished speaking, he gave him a warning look, "I advise you not to think crookedly, the soldiers who escaped from the battle are directly punished by death." ”

"Understood, understood. Cheng Yiheng glared, thinking to himself that he didn't say anything, how do you know, could it be that he has a face that will escape?

However, even if he can't go out by himself, the news that should be leaked will still have to be leaked.

He took advantage of patrolling the streets and went to the West Garden first, but unfortunately he was empty, and the people inside said that President Meng was going out for a long vacation, and the position in his hand was temporarily handed over to Mr. Wang Qian.

As for Siqing, since he left the Meng family, he has become an "unemployed vagrant" and has long since stopped coming.

He had no choice but to go to Meng's house to find someone, and when he left, he glanced at Huai'an's office and found something abnormal, he pointed to the cabinet next to the table: "Aren't the things in this cabinet usually very precious, why aren't they locked today?"

Wang Qian took out a mess of paper in the cabinet and flipped through it: "Oh, President Meng handed over the key to me, I opened it in the morning and forgot to lock it, but these drawings are very ordinary, and they can't be locked." After that, he put the document in again, thought for a while, pulled someone next to him and asked, "Did President Meng burn paper money in the back yard yesterday?"

"Well, it was burned for her mother. The bystander replied.

"It's unlucky, I'll have to talk about it next time. ”

The other person coughed: "Next time ......"

"Hey, I was wrong. Wang Qian patted his mouth, "But this is really unlucky, I don't know how many days he will come back, and when he comes back, I still have to say." ”

Cheng Yiheng didn't listen to their nonsense anymore, he hurried to Meng's house in three steps and two steps, running and running, and slowly reacted.

Meng Huai'an's series of actions are not quite right.

It's not quite right, because the three-year deadline has arrived.

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