Seeing that Grandma was finally sober, Yueniang's tears flowed even more fiercely, and she threw herself on her grandmother and cried: "Grandma, what's wrong with you?"

Grandma touched her head and said, "When you're old, it's useless." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoDon't be sad, birth, old age, sickness and death are just processes that must be experienced in life. Being able to spend her old age peacefully in a small fishing village, my grandmother has no regrets. ”

Hearing Grandma's weak voice and trembling hands, Yueniang hugged her tighter, and she didn't know what else to do now besides crying.

Grandma called to Steward Chen, who was waiting on the side, and Steward Chen said to the surrounding crowd knowingly: "You go out first, the old lady has something to tell Yueniang." ”

Soon, only Yueniang and Grandma were left in the room.

After a while of comfort, Yueniang finally got off her grandmother, but the sobbing sound still couldn't stop for a while.

Grandma said, "Yueniang, you are nine years old this year, right?"

Yueniang burst into tears and smiled: "Yes, grandma has a good memory." ”

"I've always misremembered your age before, but this time I've been right. When people get old, their memory is also poor. Grandma laughed too.

Yueniang pouted unconvinced: "I'm not old, grandma will always be the village flower of a small fishing village in the eyes of Yueniang." ”

Grandma knocked on Xia Yueniang's head fiercely and said, "You stinky girl, and you make fun of grandma again." ”

However, how can the weak movements at this moment hurt to knock?

Grandma said again: "In a few years, you should be in time, cough cough, it's a pity, I can't see you get married with my own eyes." ”

Yueniang held back her tears and pretended to be disgusted: "Grandma, why are you getting older and more verbose." ”

Grandma laughed and scolded: "What's wrong with the verbosity? In the past, take out the small box in Grandma's cabinet. ”

Stuffed the small box into Yueniang's palm: "This is the antidote to the pockmarks on your face, live a beautiful life, and be happy and comfortable is the most important thing." ”

During the time in Fufu, how much she wanted to heal the pockmarks on her face, so that she could fight for her grandmother's face.

And now the antidote is in her hands, but her heart is heavy.

If she can, she is willing to grow these pockmarks for the rest of her life, as long as her grandmother can accompany her, at least until the day she gets married, so that she will not be alone.

"Grandma, who is my mother? It's not Mrs. Lin, right? ”

She had thought about this question for a long time, and if she didn't ask it clearly today, she was afraid that she would never have the opportunity to know.

Grandma was not surprised by Yueniang's sudden question, and held her hand and said, "She loves you very much, just remember this." Yueniang, you promise grandma that you will never ask your father about this, okay?"

Back then, they were sorry for Sanniang, and Yueniang went back this time, and it was predictable that she could feel the difference.

Yueniang was aggrieved for a while, and couldn't help crying again: "Why? Why don't you tell me?"

Yueniang struggled to get rid of her hand, and her grandmother almost couldn't catch her, so she coughed up a pool of blood in a hurry, and a little bit of bright red fell on the quilt.

Seeing that Yueniang stopped moving, she hurriedly tightened Yueniang's hand again and said, "Ahem, can you promise grandma?"

Yueniang hurriedly stopped crying: "Okay, grandma, don't worry, Yueniang just promised." ”

Grandma still left, that night.

At that time, grandma was still telling her the story, and at that time, when it was talking about the part where Adou ordered people to open the city gate, Yueniang snuggled up to her grandmother, but she couldn't hear the next story anyway.

Grandma, like her, has no ink on her chest, and there are only a few stories in her stomach, and she has long been familiar with it in the past few years.

However, every time grandma speaks, she will add some plots that she makes up blindly, and sometimes she even forgets about herself, and the ending can be tampered with.

But Yueniang likes it, she likes the ups and downs of her grandmother's tone and engaging movements when she tells the story, she listens as if she is there.

Just like this time, how much she complained that Zhao Yun rescued such a dou who couldn't be helped, and she was so stupid that she gave up the country that her father had worked so hard to give to others.

Yueniang didn't dare to look up, but buried her head more and more in her grandmother's arms, and sobbed: "Grandma, you haven't finished talking yet, Yueniang is waiting to listen, don't be fooled, I promised to tell Yueniang for one night, and now there are still three left." ”

Tonight's night was beautiful, and my grandmother passed away peacefully in this piece of beauty.

Grandma said that she would not leave the small fishing village.

As she wished, she was buried forever in a small fishing village.

She said that she likes snow, because Yueniang and her mother were both born when the snow was heavy, but unfortunately, she didn't wait for that moment, the moment when the snowflakes flew and were covered in silver.

Sitting alone in front of the door, Yueniang suddenly felt infinitely dazed. She suddenly didn't understand what she was fighting for the previous month, and she had to go back to square one after going around and around.

That night, Yueniang ran out alone.

She didn't know where she wanted to go, she just wanted to run desperately against the evening breeze.

How she wanted to stay for the rest of her life.

She thought that only by letting the exhaustion and sweat surround her would she forget these pains for a while. In this world, she is really the only one left.

The crow of the crow, the howling of the cold wind, and the fluttering of the sea lingered in her ears, as if they were grieving with her.

As she ran, she finally stopped on a sand pile by the sea, a sand pile where she and Arco used to sit before, but now there were some weeds, and it seemed that no one had sat on it for a long time.

Yueniang climbed onto the sand, quietly watching the scene of the waves crashing on the shore in front of her, listening carefully, the cool sea breeze blowing on her face, caressing her almost festering wounds.

"Yueniang. ”

Suddenly, she heard a familiar call, Yueniang hurriedly turned her head, and saw the familiar figure, so familiar that she immediately pounced on it, and became painful loudly.

"Ake, Ake...... Grandma is gone, and she will never come back, I'm so scared, what should I do? What do you say I should do?"

Ah Ke held her trembling shoulders and tried to comfort: "Don't be afraid, Yueniang, don't be afraid, Ah Ke is here." ”

A few days ago, he was taken to that place by Daddy again, and when he came back, he heard about these things, and when he rushed to Yueniang's house, he heard that Yueniang ran away, and all he could think of was this place, and sure enough, when he came to this time, he saw Yueniang sitting lonely on the sand.

I hadn't seen her for months, and the figure had become even thinner.

Yueniang cried so helplessly, and Ah Ke didn't know what to say to comfort her, so he hugged her.

It would be nice to vent, he thought.

Except for her grandmother, Ake is the closest person in the world.

But the only person close to her was about to be stripped away, and she was really scared.

Life is so long, if she is the only one left, how lonely and terrible it would be.

The moon moved quietly, and the rough sea was now calm.

The two sat together on the sand, as before.

This mountain, this water, this person, all remain the same, but the heart changes.

The past is gone, only the present remains.

Yueniang shook her feet in the air, there were no tears in her eyes, only dried tears, and only a piece of indifference was left in her eyes: "I'm going back tomorrow." ”

Ake looked at her without speaking, this, he knew.

"Maybe never come back"

"I'll go to you in three years. ”

Yueniang looked at him with a smile.

The two looked at each other quietly, as if they wanted to deeply sink each other's voices and smiles into their hearts.

The deepest friendship is that even if we don't say a word, we can understand it with just one look.

Ake said that if he came back, then he would come, and she believed him.

Since then, there will be no more peace in his life, what if everyone betrays his relatives? As long as he can protect Yueniang, protect the Yueniang he misses, it will be enough.

Father, he agreed.

Years later, when he sat back on the sand alone with his gray hair gone, he remembered again what he had done today, and he did not regret it, at least he had fought for it when he was younger, and that was enough.

However, after going around and around, Yueniang sat back in the carriage again, but this time it was a return trip.

Home, forever gone.

Autumn has arrived, and everywhere you go, you can smell the aroma of ripe melons and fruits, and everywhere you go is filled with the joy of a good harvest.

Joy is contagious, just as sorrow is.

Since that night, Yueniang has never cried again, because she is not alone, she still has Ake.

She has to work hard to live a good life, live better than everyone else, she will not let her grandmother down, and she will not let herself down.

She seemed to be able to see that three years later, Ake faded away from immaturity, stood tall and dashing in front of her, stroked her hair, and said to her, "Yueniang, I'm here to take you away."

Thinking of this, Yueniang couldn't help but hook the corners of her mouth.

Seeing that Yueniang seemed to be in a good mood, Mama Wang, who came in with dry food, also had a smile on her face, but she didn't want to disturb her and put down the curtain again.

This time, there was almost no rainy weather in Huifu Mansion, and the weather was crisp and autumnal, and the carriage was fast, but it was here in the twentieth day.

When I stood in front of the Fu Mansion again, I lost the amazement I had when I first came, and there was just endless sentimentality.

It's only been three months, but it seems that the world is different, and for a while, she was a little stunned.

It wasn't until she heard Mama Wang's soft call that she came back in her thoughts.

Because of the alternation of seasons, Grandma Tai was old and a little uncomfortable, so she didn't come to pick up the wind and wash the dust for her.

Except for Grandma, the rest of the people came.

Just like the scene in the hall that day, she was already familiar with these faces, but in a trance, she felt so strange.

As soon as she entered the hall, she was in a trance, and when she returned to her room, she couldn't remember who she had seen today.

It wasn't until after the lunch break, when Jingshu pulled her to see Grandma, that she remembered that she seemed to have agreed to Jingshu to go with her to see Grandma.

After she came back, she fell seriously ill, and this illness dragged on for half a month.

In her sleep, she saw her grandmother, who was scolding her, scolding her for being so useless, and she didn't see minor illnesses for three months, but major illnesses followed.

Grandma's voice was so kind, so kind that she wanted to immerse herself in it forever, even if she was scolded.

However, time is a good thing, so good that it can gradually smooth out a person's wounds, even if the wounds are festering, because time will make them forget, leaving only the last trace of longing buried in the bottom of their hearts.

Three months later, Fu Ruiyuan called Yueniang to the study.

It's winter, but it's not snowing, and the weather is clear, but it's cold.

However, Yueniang was full of pretending to be something, and she didn't feel cold when she was wrapped in a thick fox fur.

Yueniang was wondering, thinking about whether she had done anything wrong in the past few days, but she racked her brains and didn't know why.

These days, Fu Mingyu was arrested and went to the school field to train, she just wanted to cause trouble and no one stepped up, if she was caught, she would be the only one who hit the muzzle of the gun, would she be so stupid?

The more I thought about it, the more wrong it became, so I deliberately dragged the time and slowed down.

However, on the way, I happened to meet my eldest brother Fu Mingxuan, who was going to the study.

The eldest brother was not wrapped in a robe, but only wore a brown-gray cotton robe outside.

Under the bright sunshine, it is like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, leaving independence under this cold winter.

After saying hello, the two of them went to the study together.

Along the way, Yueniang glanced at Fu Mingxuan from time to time, wanting to speak and stopping.

Obviously saw Yueniang's tangled look, but Fu Mingxuan just smiled and didn't speak, she wanted to say it naturally.

Seeing that it was time to go to her father's study after passing through a few corridors, Yueniang finally couldn't bear it: "Big brother, why didn't you go to the school to train soldiers today?"

Knowing the concerns in Yueniang's heart, Fu Mingxuan said in one word: "I went there in the morning, and now I have something to come back to report to my father." It's you, but you're in trouble again?"

Yueniang pointed to the sky and said solemnly: "No, I dare to swear to the sky!" At least not in the past few days.

Fu Mingxuan raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

Seeing that the eldest brother didn't seem to know, Yueniang was a little disappointed, but she still grabbed hope and asked, "Does the eldest brother know what my father is looking for me?"

The eldest brother is so resourceful, he must be able to guess his father's intentions.

"You'll be ten years old after the New Year, right?"

"Yes. ”

"Then I guess it's for you to arrange Mr. ”

Fu Mingxuan said lightly, but Yueniang screamed when she heard this: "Sir, I don't want to go to school." ”

Thinking of the scene where Wang Er skipped class all day and was hung and beaten by his mother and Fu Mingyu was punished for copying textbooks all night, Yueniang was beaten to death and was unwilling to step into the fire pit.

Fu Mingyu chuckled: "Which lady's young lady has no ink on her chest?"

Yueniang was unwilling to say: "Then I will be the first person!"

Fu Mingxuan couldn't help but hold his forehead, his sister was sometimes a dead brain, so he had to know that he was moved by emotion and reason: "Girls still need poetry and songs to embellish it, so that the temperament is more elegant and noble, and more outstanding." ”

"Why does it have to be elegant and noble?" she felt that her current free life was the most comfortable.

Fu Mingxuan coughed dryly: "Don't you want to marry a wishful husband in the future?"

It's really embarrassing to let him, an unmarried man, talk to his little sister about these things.

Yueniang answered neatly, and continued to ask puzzledly: "Yes, but what does this have to do with my marriage?"

Fu Mingxuan looked at Yueniang's raised head with a smile, gave her a brain jump, and said, "You little fool, you will understand later." ”