The carriage stopped at the gate of the Liu's family temple, Lan Sui held the fourth aunt and just stepped out of the carriage, the coachman was impatient to throw down a big burden, and did not help to move it to the temple, he turned around and whipped away, since the fourth aunt was a monk, it means that she has no weight in the heart of the master, she is a person who has lost her position, and she is a woman, so the coachman is not willing to spend a little more effort on her, and he braved the cold in the middle of the night to send her out, so that he can't rest, it is bad enough.

"Phew, snobbish!" Lan Sui rolled her eyes angrily at the back.

The family temple is actually a few low brick houses, the white wooden door is closed, presumably the people inside have already rested, Lan Sui knocked on the door, and it took a long time to slowly walk out of an old mother-in-law.

In the middle of the night, the two of them waited for a while in thin clothes, Lan Sui was just about to reprimand this mother-in-law for being sloppy, the fourth aunt pinched the back of her hand, Lan Sui understood, forcibly suppressed the fire in her heart, and put on a smiling face to explain her intentions.

The mother-in-law's ears were a little back, and her expression was not so eager, so she opened the door coldly and pointed to a room next to her, "That's the guest room where someone from the house has come to stay, so you can live in it first." ”

After saying that, he ignored it and went back to sleep.

was so angry that Lansui almost scolded her mother.

The third aunt was too focused on these, and looked left and right, the middle room was the largest, and it was the place where the tablets were placed and the coffins were parked, and the two of them went straight there.

The door is not locked, presumably there is nothing worth patronizing here, the two of them pushed open the heavy red lacquer door, and with the sound of the squeaky door shaft, Lan Sui couldn't help but shrink his body, the yin qi was so heavy.

I saw an ever-bright lamp in front of me, and through the light, in the dim hall, the front table was full of tablets.

The fourth aunt here has been here before, at that time, a large number of women followed the old man to pay homage to the ancestors, and left after coming to the incense, who could have known that she would come alone tonight.

Lan Sui thought that the master was just coming to incense, and by the way, he told the ancestors and ancestors that they had come. Unexpectedly, the Zhang family just blessed the ancestral tablet, and turned around and walked to the wing room on the left.

Isn't the purpose to see the fathers and fathers?

Lan Sui didn't dare to ask, and followed closely.

The chamber was empty, the coffins that had been parked here for the time being. I had already put it all into the soil before the soil froze in the last year.

There was a small coffin lying alone on the ground.

Lan Sui trembled when she saw the coffin.

The third aunt was too afraid, so she threw herself on the coffin and pushed the lid of the coffin.

Lan Sui immediately understood that his aunt had come to see her daughter.

Since it was her young lady who slept here, Lan Sui herself was not afraid. What is there to be afraid of, my own lady, she has only been dead for a day.

The moonlight outside the window is so good, the white miserable light is full of coffin lids, Lan Sui stroked this coffin, and suddenly became very angry, those people are really too much, Liu Yan is a young lady from a big family, and things are so sloppy after death? This coffin is so improvised, not pine and cypress. Not even elm, just thin poplar. If it weren't for the aunt's wife to come and see it herself, who would have known how miserable the young lady would be after her death?

The fourth aunt went to lift the lid of the coffin.

Lan Sui was even more angry when she saw it, Steward Liu's old vixen, he was getting more and more unreasonable, the lid of Miss's coffin was not nailed to death, Mrs. Aunt opened it with a gentle push, and Hulala slipped open, if this was to call a wild cat or beast or something to rush in, wouldn't it be ruined Miss's bones.

Poor young lady.

Lan Sui stroked the coffin and quietly wiped her tears.

The fourth aunt doesn't seem to have Lan Sui's mood to be sad and angry. "You help me," Lan Sui could only help push the lid of the coffin, and said in her heart that Mrs. Aunt was anxious about her and was reluctant to leave. It's only been a day, do you want to take a look? It's all dead, what's the need to look at it again? Look at it again, it's also a person separated by yin and yang.

The fourth aunt tiptoed to touch her daughter.

Lan Sui hurriedly went over and brought the ever-bright lamp, the light was only the size of a bean, and it was miserable, and the light slowly shone obliquely into the coffin. But seeing that it was Liu Yan sleeping inside, her face was like life, and her eyes were closed, as if she was asleep.

What she wore on her body was okay, but Lan Sui took someone to wear it after she died, and she wrapped up several new clothes when the girl was alive.

"Lan Sui, if you touch it, is Yan'er cold?"

Lan Sui suddenly felt a little cold in her heart, what does Mrs. Auntie mean by this, what are you afraid of when you are dead?

Lan Sui tried her best to think about the sound and smile of the young lady when she was alive, just as if she was still alive, so she was not afraid in her heart, she stepped on the coffin stall and reached in and touched it, the young lady's face was cold, naturally there was no trace of heat.

She barely squeezed out a little smile, "Mrs. Auntie, our young lady is not cold, the young lady is dressed thick and well, they are the best nine-purple silk clothes, and the red wedding dress with colorful embroidery given by the third aunt is also worn." It's festive to look at. ”

Having said that, Lan Sui's tears could no longer be held back, fluttering down her cheeks, everyone is dead, what's the use of wearing a wedding dress, what kind of celebration can you wear? I just want to make my aunt's heart a little comforted.

The aunt didn't seem to be sad at all, leaned over to look at her daughter sleeping inside, and nodded, "Okay, very good." ”

I don't know what is good, Lan Sui doesn't dare to ask. She hugged her aunt tightly, hoping that she would finish reading it early, cover the coffin early, and leave this gloomy place as soon as possible.

"Lan Sui, you go and open our luggage and bring the wool blanket and cotton quilt inside, why do I think Yan'er is a little cold. ”

"Huh?" Lan Sui screamed, but Mrs. Aunt's tone was very resolute, as if there was no question.

Lan Sui can only go and get it.

The burden rested at the door, opened, Lan Sui shook it off one by one, I really regret it, why didn't Mrs. Auntie bring more, there is only one quilt, and one blanket, and now I have to give it all to Miss, what do I use with Mrs. Auntie?

It happened that a gust of cold wind blew from behind, and the temple was full of ancient trees, and the cold wind penetrated the bones, and Lan Sui suddenly shuddered, is it important for the living or the dead?

Grievances can only be pretended in the heart, and Lan Sui moved the bed cover in the grievances.

Mrs. Aunt caught it and nodded, "You climb in." Lay out the blanket for the young lady. ”

"Huh?" Lan Sui was stunned again, and almost fell down and fainted.

Spread a blanket for the dead? Okay, my aunt, we don't know if we have a futon to cover in the middle of the night, and where is there enough for the dead? Besides, a dead man will not feel the cold. Are you still afraid of frost damage?

But the master's order did not dare to disobey, she climbed the coffin wall and obediently climbed in, "Slow down, be careful to step on the young lady." Zhang inhaled the cold air and admonished.

Lan Sui also inhaled the cold air and protested in her heart, is it good to be a dead person, and you are afraid of stepping on a dead person?

Looking at the blanket laid out, the hard Liu Yan was moved over and put back into the soft wool blanket, Zhang handed over the quilt, "Cover her tightly, it'll be over when it's frozen." ”

Lan Sui felt a little angry in her heart, and the quilt was tightly wrapped around Liu Yan's body, so strict that she couldn't penetrate a trace of wind, and then she crawled out.

Zhang Shi breathed a sigh of relief, looked up and looked around, his brows furrowed, "This room is still very cold, no, you have to make a fire to keep warm." Warm up the house. ”

Lan Sui couldn't help but love, "Auntie, if you want to burn the fire, you have to go back to your residence and burn it again, here are all places for tablets and morgues, and the dead don't need to keep warm." ”

Zhang didn't seem to hear it, "Lan Sui, let's go find some firewood and find a stove, it's too cold here, Yan'er will freeze." ”

said that he really got up and took the lead and left, went out in the dark, and looked for firewood all over the yard.

Lan Sui's eyes flowed in her eyes, and she said in her heart that Mrs. Auntie's mind seemed to be completely confused, and her daughter was still afraid of the cold when she died, which was a quilt and a fire.

Fortunately, there is no shortage of dry firewood and dry branches in this yard, the two of them quickly found a big hug, and could not find a stove to burn, Zhang took the lead to knock on the door, and the mother-in-law was quarreled again, she rubbed her eyes and looked at the pair of master and servant standing in the cold wind, her lips moved but she did not scold, and pointed to an idle small stove in the corner of her house and called to use it.

Lansui Zhang suddenly got the stove, the two of them couldn't help but get up happily, carried it back and immediately lit a fire, after a while, the flames jumped in the cavity of the stove, the iron sheet burned hot, the two of them moved the cushion that knelt in front of the tablet and sat down cross-legged, laughing happily while roasting the fire.

Suddenly, Zhang's hand squeezed Lan Sui's little hand tightly, "Lan Sui, see the truth in adversity, thank you." If there is a day when fortune turns around, I will repay you well. ”

Panicked, Lan Sui hurriedly smirked.

I can't help but feel sad in my heart, since we have all come to this point of love, where will there be a day when the peaks and turns around?

The night wind beat against the thin lattice, as if to penetrate the dilapidated low house, and at the same time penetrate the bodies of the two thin women.

In such an environment, such a fire, such a dependence on each other, it is extremely precious. (To be continued.) )