The capital, the suburbs, mass graves

"Mother, you're gone, what should I do?Mother, mother, mother......" Ye Juan cried hysterically. The rain www.biquge.info slid down her cheeks. There was a hoarse tiredness in the cry.

On the messy and muddy ground, a pale and emaciated woman's corpse was wrapped in a broken grass mat, and a trace of black blood slid down the rain from the corner of her mouth and nose.

Night was slowly falling, Ye Juan was drenched in the rain for a long time, and her mood was too sad. The crying grew faint. Leaning limply against his mother's corpse, he fainted.

When Ye Juan woke up again, he found himself lying on a warm bed. The thick quilt has a faint sandalwood fragrance, and it has a reassuring magical power.

The blistering lips were moving, and Ye Juan found that he couldn't shout. There was a hot stinging sensation in his throat and eyes.

A deep sense of powerlessness rushed over in an instant. Ye Wan stubbornly moved his body, slowly leaned on the pillow and sat on the bed, his eyes were bloodshot, and he just looked at the quilt in a daze. Tears fell silently like a drizzle.

In a trance, my mind drifted back to yesterday.

"Mother, the medicine is ready. Ye Juan put the medicine aside, and reached out to help her mother who was lying on the bed.

"Juan'er, where do we have the money to buy medicine? Isn't it ......," said her mother, Li, weakly. Ye Juan looked at her mother, whose face was haggard and her cheeks were slightly sunken, and said obediently: "Mother, this is the medicine that Siniang secretly sent me." Rest assured. Drink it obediently, get some more sleep, and you'll be fine. ”

Li looked at the sensible daughter in front of him, and stroked Ye Juan's hair very distressed. With teary eyes, he said: "It's all because my mother is incompetent." That's why you suffered so much at such a young age. ”

Due to long-term malnutrition and hard work, Ye Juan, who should have been dressed in silk and brocade like other sisters in the house. Now his face is yellow and thin, like a shriveled bean sprout. It's just that the eyes are bright and clear, with a cunning light. It still looks like a beautiful embryo.

"Mother, it's okay. When I grow up. I will earn a lot of silver and take you out of Ye Mansion. Ye Juan said innocently while feeding the medicine.

"Vomit ..... vomit ....." Li, who was drinking the medicine, spurted out a mouthful of blood. Bright red blood mixed with a hint of black.

"Mother, mother, what's wrong with you?" Ye Juan couldn't help but wipe the blood stains off his face. Hurriedly helped Li Shi and went down his back for Li Shi over and over again. It was as if this would ease Lee's pain.

"Juan'er, don't be afraid. Mother is fine. Remember to be careful in the future and live well. Don't avenge your mother. Li said intermittently, his voice extremely low.

"Mother, I'll go and beg Dad! Let Dad save you. Ye Juan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and prepared to get up and run out.

"No need. That's fine. I don't see you when you're alive, and you don't see you even more when you're dead. It's just that I've suffered my Xuan'er, and my mother is reluctant and worried about leaving you alone in this world. Li Shi took Ye Juan's hand and cried and said, his voice was like a mosquito.

Ye Juan hugged Li and cried: "I don't want my mother to go, my mother is gone, and Wan'er is left alone in the whole world." ”

Ye Juan hugged Li and cried, and suddenly found that Li's hand was hanging loosely.

"Mother........." Ye Juan shouted bitterly.

At the same time, a thunderbolt rang out outside the house. Rain, pouring down.

In the majestic rain, Ye Juan hugged Li's body, and with her thin hands, she struggled to take her mother out of this cold and gorgeous house, and leave the man who abandoned their mother.

But Ye Juan was too thin and weak to drag it at all. Just crying and fighting against yourself in the rain. Step by step, he slowly moved out of the house. Fall, get up, fall, get up. The rain poured down.

In the autumn of previous years, it had never rained so heavily.

The old lady who was in charge of the chores in the kitchen, seeing that Ye Juan was really pitiful, quietly took a broken mat, rolled it, and asked someone to help carry Li's body to the mass grave.

Ye Juan took the corner of Li's clothes and trotted all the way.

When they arrived at the mass grave, the two threw Li's corpse, waved their hands angrily, and hurriedly ran away.

Thinking of this, Ye Juan reached out and rubbed the corners of his forehead to relieve the tingling sensation in his mind.

"Why, why, why?" Ye Juan asked himself in his heart countless times.

I and my mother have already made every effort to give in, why can't they tolerate themselves and their mother. It's just because my mother is a drama and has a stubborn personality. So if you can't be favored by your father, and you are a concubine, do you have to live like a person who is not as good as the people of Ye Mansion?

Ye Wan clutched the quilt beside the bed tightly with both hands, green tendons burst out on his pale hands, and burning hatred popped out of his eyes. hated the injustice of God, hated his weakness and incompetence, and hated all the people in the Ye Mansion.

The monstrous hatred that rolled in his mind was interrupted by a creaking of the door.

"Girl, you're awake. Come, drink some porridge. "A delicate-looking little monk, about 15/6 years old, slowly walked to the side of the bed with a tray.

"What kind of place is this, why am I here?" Ye Juan asked cautiously while eating the porridge fed by the little monk.

"This is Ankokuji Temple outside the city. It's Uncle Chunyou, who brought you back. The little monk looked at the porridge that was about to bottom out and said.

"I'm going out. My mother is still there, I can't let my mother stay there alone, she will be cold. Ye Juan struggled to get out of bed.

"Girl, slow down. Uncle Chunyou said that he had buried your mother's body on the edge of the cliff of repentance on the mountain behind the temple. Let you rest assured, wait until you are well and then go to worship. The little monk reached out in a hurry to stop Ye Juan from getting out of bed. Later, he remembered that men and women could not kiss, so he quickly withdrew his hand, put his hands together and recited Amitabha. Then blushing and trotting out.

"Thank you. Ye Juan whispered, slowly lay down, and pulled the quilt to cover his head. Tears, wanton in the dark.

The quilt can give you boundless warmth and care and never give up. Ye Wan felt it.

When I woke up again, it was three days later.

The sunlight outside the house was very dazzling, and Ye Juan had to reach out to cover her eyes. After getting used to it a little, he walked out.

"Excuse me, where is Master Chunyou now?" Ye Wan saluted with his hands together and asked a slightly chubby monk who was in a hurry.

"Uncle Chunyou?. The chubby monk looked at Ye Juan suspiciously. He suddenly touched his bald head and said shyly: "You are the little girl brought back by your uncle." Uncle Shi, now in the morning class, you go back to the room and wait, after I tell Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi will go to look for you. After saying that, he saluted and hurried away.

Ye Wan returned along the same road depressedly. I didn't feel the beauty of this autumn day at all.

When I arrived at the small courtyard where I lived, I saw that the courtyard was full of fallen leaves after the rain, so I picked up the broom by the wall and began to clean it.

Over the years in the Ye family, what her mother taught her was forbearance, caution, and speculation about everyone's thoughts and trembling life.

Once, Ye Juan once thought that as long as he was diligent and obedient. The eldest mother will not embarrass her and her mother. But......

When I thought of my mother, tears slid down my cheeks and fell to the ground like pearls with broken threads.

"Why don't you lie down properly?" a gentle voice sounded.

Ye Xuan raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes and turned to look. Through the teary eyes. I saw a handsome man wearing a gray monk's robe and a star-like face, slowly walking towards this side.

"Are you Master Chunyou, are you here to take me to see my mother?" Ye Wan lowered his head, his hands twisted the corners of the coarse cloth clothes that didn't fit well.

"Come with me. Chunyou looked at the cramped little girl in front of her and said softly.

Ye Xuan, following Chunyou, walked towards the sun, and suddenly felt that this back with not very broad shoulders but a straight body, how could it look so warm?

At this moment, she didn't know that this master, who looked so young, gave her the love and love that she couldn't repay in her lifetime in the years to come, and also gave her the deepest hurt and torture.

I don't know how long I walked, but the figure in front of me suddenly stopped.

"It's here. Master Chunyou turned around and said.

Ye Wan looked at the raised grave bag in front of him, there was not even a tombstone, just like the mother's life, hastily coming, hastily ending, like the grass mustard in the world. Tears fell silently.

"Mother, don't worry, I will avenge your revenge for you. In the future, I will let the Ye family respectfully welcome you home and enter your name into the family tree. I, too, will be well, and live like they all need to admire!" Ye Wan swore fiercely in front of her mother's grave.

After a long time, Ye Xuan turned around and knelt towards Qingyuan, choked up and said, "Master, please help me." After speaking, he knocked his head three times. His forehead was against the ground, stubbornly refusing to look up.

Ye Juan was a little sick and rushed to the doctor at the moment. Like grasping a life-saving straw, he refuses to let go.

Qingyou looked at this thin little figure, with his hands behind his back, facing the cliff, his robe was blown by the wind, and the mountain stream in front of him was filled with mist, and he couldn't really see the opposite side, like he couldn't see the future clearly.

"Good. A faint sound accurately drifted into Ye Xuan's ears, with an extremely firm determination.

Ye Juan slowly raised his head, with tearful eyes, looked at the figure on the edge of the cliff, and suddenly felt that there was a lonely and boundless shroud from his side.

It turns out that you and I are the same kind of people.

The remnant sun is like blood, and it has been 2 hours since I stared at the mountain stream. And Ye Juan knelt not far away honestly. Keep your head down. There is a resolute and wanton growth in his eyes.

"When... While... When...."The bell rang not far away. It was the bell of the monastery evening service.

"Huh, why are you still kneeling here?" When Chunyou turned around, he saw Ye Wan still kneeling in place. Hurriedly stepped forward.

"Why don't you get up? You haven't been well yet, you've been kneeling for so long, if you hurt your leg again, wouldn't it be my sin as a master?" Chunyou hurriedly stretched out his hand to help Ye Wan up.

"Oops....." Ye Wan stumbled, did not stand firm, and fell into Chunyou's arms.

Ye Wan listened to the words of care, and there was a trickle of warmth in her heart.

In the past, when he was in Ye Mansion, Ye Wanduo envied the gentleman who his father invited to teach the eldest sister and the second sister. It's an old pedant with a goat's whisker, and he's very serious. Now I have a master myself. The point is that his master is much better looking and gentler than his eldest sister and her husband.

Ye Juan's legs were so sore that even tears came out. There was a rare smile on the corner of his mouth.

At least one of them is better than them.

Chunyou looked at Ye Wan, who was rubbing his legs, and slowly squatted down. Said softly: "Come, I'll carry you back." ”

Ye Juan didn't react for a while, and was stunned. Slowly leaned down to Chunyou's shoulders. His hands hooked his neck.

In this life, I have never felt a sense of security. Smelling the sandalwood fragrance on the master's body, and the warm body temperature. Ye Wan fell asleep in a daze. Peace of mind that has never been felt before.

The setting sun stretched the figures of the two very long, very long. It's as long as the road ahead.

When I was 12 years old, my mother was gone. However, he sent a master, a monk named Chunyou.