Li Xiumei sighed when she saw her father, and was silent.

"Xiumei, my father and mother are old, I expected you to grow up and be filial to your father, but I didn't expect you to treat your father's kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs; Not only is there no shyness of the girl's family, but she also fools around with her father and mother behind her back and the poor boy, which is really unseemly, incestuous and moral, and immoral, and has lost the face of my He family. I ask you; Is there still this home in your eyes? Is there a daddy? Are there any ancestors? One of your daughters' family is bohemian outside all day long, and sooner or later she will suffer. Now, I will make it clear: from tomorrow onwards, you can stay at home and do embroidery, and you don't have to worry about the outside affairs; If you don't listen to the advice and go out without permission, I'll discount your legs. You know my temper, you can do it yourself. Li Aicai counted it like a cannon, which scared Xiumei like a cicada.

"Dad, don't be angry, be careful of hurting your body. Anyway, from tomorrow onwards, I'm going to stay at home and not go anywhere, I'm going to do nothing, I'm going to eat, I'm sleeping, I'm okay? Li Xiumei said.

Li Aicai saw that his daughter had softened, so he was a little angry, but he was still not at ease, he always felt that his daughter would not be so well-behaved and obedient, for insurance, he locked Xiumei in the boudoir and thought about it behind closed doors.

Xiumei is like a bird in a cage, with wings and difficult to fly. She didn't think about tea, didn't want to eat, and washed her face with tears all day long. Aunt Li saw that her daughter was getting thinner and thinner, and she saw it in her eyes and felt pain in her heart.

"Silly girl, why bother? Actually, your dad is also good for you. You know your father's temper, he is always the same. The reason why he married you to Liu Xiucai is because he said this to the matchmaker in person, and the so-called water is difficult to collect. Besides, Liu Xiucai's family is rich and wealthy, and there are groups of mules and horses, and you have enjoyed endless glory and wealth when you got married. Xiumei listened to her mother's words and nodded with teary eyes.

The day of welcoming relatives is getting closer and closer, and Li Aicai's supervision is getting stricter and stricter, and Li Xiumei is locked in the boudoir for a long time.

Night, deathly silence. The soft glow of the moonlight shone directly through the west window to the head of the bed, and Xiumei couldn't sleep anymore, so she had to get up and lean against the window to watch the night scene outside: the gray earth, the quiet village, the jade-like mountains———— everything, there was a feeling of being lost for a long time.

"Yulang, where are you? You know, I'm thinking about you all the time. If I could change, I would like to be a little bee flying into your ear and telling you my heart. Li Xiumei called in her heart.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed in the courtyard, and she hurriedly ran towards Li Xiumei's window.

"Mei'er, I'm Yulang, I came to see you, are you okay? I'm really worried about you, I'm afraid that you won't be able to think about doing something stupid for a while. Mei'er, you have to hold on, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge. Everything will pass, you have to take care of yourself. Yang Yulang whispered outside the window.

"Yulang, why are you here? Aren't you afraid that my father will see it? Meier asked.

"What are you afraid of, you will be the daughter-in-law of the Liu family in a few days, and I won't have a chance if you don't come again. Die'er, the purpose of my visit tonight is to ask you a question: Do you still love me? Yang Yulang plucked up the courage to ask.

"There will always be only one man in my mind, and that is you. What about love? Heaven does not obey people's wishes. My father dislikes the poor and loves the rich, and he personally promised others, in this world, the words of the matchmaker of the parents' orders are justified, how can I, a weak woman, redeem all this? Let's go! Don't worry about me, just as I'm dead. Li Xiumei said with a heavy heart.

"Are you really throwing in the towel? Is there no other way to go? Yang Yulang asked.

"What is the joy of life, what is the fear of death, life and death, everything follows fate, both come and go with fate." Li Xiumei said sadly.

"Well, since you have made up your mind, then I might as well tell you frankly: even if you marry Liu Xiucai, as long as you have me in your heart, I will die for you, and die vigorously, so that those feudal customary forces will tremble and be frightened." Yang Yulang's words were sonorous and loud.

When Mei'er heard this, she was moved to tears, and she couldn't cry and said: "If we want to die together, we won't feel lonely and lonely even when we go to the underworld." If Lord Yama is gracious, we can also be a loving ghost couple. Mei'er smiled miserably and said.

"I hope so. Mei'er, the day you get married is the time when we are martyred, and when the time comes, I will wait for you in the Moon Pavilion, and I will not see you or leave. Yang Yulang left in a hurry, and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

Mei'er looked at the back of Yulang leaving, and couldn't stop her tears from surging like a spring, and her heart was like a knife.

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Liu Xiucai looked new from head to toe. The skillful matchmaker led the welcoming team to the door of Li Aicai's house. Li Aicai and his wife received the welcoming team and relatives and friends, and they were very busy.

Aunt Li took the time to come to Li Xiumei's boudoir and talked a lot of words, and finally made Xiumei through.

Li Aicai came to the boudoir to tell his daughter in a hurry, he saw that his daughter was crying like a tearful person, and he couldn't rest assured, so he leaned over and whispered: "Silly girl, no matter what, Liu Xiu is a person with status, this son-in-law was personally chosen by his father, don't look at the face of the monk to see the face of the Buddha, you have to obey it reasonably." ”

"The grace of father's mother's nurturing is higher than the mountain and deeper than the sea, and it is difficult for the daughter to make up for it in this life and this life. Now my father and mother have a small request, if I refuse, then am I still human? For the sake of her father's face, her daughter agreed. "Li Xiumei is unusual.

Although Liu Xiucai is honest, he is very lascivious, he often takes the family's money and is happy in the city, and he is not willing to leave until he is shy in his pocket. Maybe rich people are this kind of virtue, which is what people often say 'full of warm thoughts'. When I first came to Li's house, I was still pretending, but after a while, I couldn't bear it anymore. He has long heard that Li Xiumei is one of the best beauties on both sides of the Xijiang River, hearing is false, seeing is believing, since he is here, he wants to see it.

"Father-in-law, my son-in-law wants to go and see Xiumei, and I hope you will be old and perfect." Liu Xiucai came to Li Aicai and said politely.

Li Aicai was surprised when he heard this, he didn't expect the groom official to be so impatient, but after all, he was Liu Laocai's eldest young master, the future son-in-law, how could he offend? He had no choice but to say yes.

Liu Xiucai came to the outside of the boudoir, and without making a sound, he pushed the door directly and went in. He saw Li Xiumei sitting at the head of the bed, staring at it with a pair of squinting eyes, and saw Xiumei bow her head shyly.

"Beauty, tomorrow the two of us can spend candles in the cave room, hehe-hee - the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold." Liu Xiucai said with a hippie smile.

Li Xiumei doesn't know much about Liu Xiucai's, but it can be seen from his bichromatic eyes that he is the kind of womanizer.

"Liu Xiucai, I want to talk to you about something, I don't know if you want to hear it?" Li Xiumei asked shyly in an inquiring tone.

"Sister Beauty has something to say, of course I'm willing to listen." Liu Xiucai readily agreed.

"I think—I think—we're not suitable, you'd better find a wife with a girl who loves you." Li Xiumei smiled apologetically and said timidly.

"No, you are Sister Lin who fell from the sky, you make me think about it for a long time, I am fascinated, I Liu can grow old with you in this life and this life, that is the blessing I cultivated in my previous life." Liu Xiucai said with a lewd smile.

"Young Master Liu, your family has a lot of money, and you are still worried about not finding a good wife? The combination of the two of us will not end well, you better think clearly before making a decision. Li Xiumei said earnestly.

"Why didn't it end well? I swear: From now on, everything will be up to you, and I will never turn back. I think that as long as we are harmonious, loving and loving, life will be sweet and prosperous. Liu Xiucai swore an oath.

"Young Master Liu, to tell you the truth, I already have a man in my heart, a man who loves me very much, a man who is willing to sacrifice everything for me. I once swore that he would not marry in this life and in this life. Li Xiumei was open and fair.

Liu Xiucai listened, and the whole person was like a frosted eggplant - wilted. He can accept anything, but he doesn't tolerate the bride having other men in her heart.

Besides, when Yang Yulang saw the welcoming team enter Li Xiumei's house, he knew that things had developed to the point of no return.

In the evening, he forced a happy chat with his father and mother, but in fact, he said goodbye. He carefully took out a Mid-Autumn Festival mooncake that had been prepared, cut it into three pieces, took the largest piece to his father, and said sadly: "Dad, the child is not filial, and he has been relying on you to support him for so many years, it is really hard for you." I know that your old body has always been very weak, and it stands to reason that you should support your old age, but I really can't bear to let you two enjoy your old age, and the child is deeply sinful, and I have failed the two old people's nurturing grace. Father, mother, if there is an afterlife, I will definitely make up for your great kindness. ”

Yang Laohan, who has always been silent, listened to the child's heartfelt words, and felt a pain in his heart. He said with a pleasant face: "Silly boy, why are you talking about this? As the saying goes: 'Raise a son to prevent old age and prevent hunger'. It's up to your father and mother to raise you, how can a family talk about it? As long as you remember your father's nurturing grace and earn more face for this family in the future, your father will be at ease. "Mother, for so many years, you have been loving me, loving me, going in and out to protect me, and treating me as the root of my life, but I have been annoyed by you, and I am angry with you from time to time, I know that I am wrong, please forgive me." Yang Yulang handed a piece of moon cake to his mother, who was kind and indisputable, and choked up.

"Silly boy, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the family is reunited, and they should be happy, why do you suddenly say these sad words? Mother knows, you are twenty years old, it is time to start a family, but now the family is difficult, your father is almost sixty years old, and he can't do anything, in the future, your road is still very long, you have to rely on yourself to go, mother looks forward to you to find a good daughter-in-law to take care of this family as soon as possible. Aunt Yang rubbed her moist eyes and said sadly.

Yang Yulang listened to his father's words, and only felt that his liver and intestines were broken.

"My father and mother are close to the age of sixties, and their bodies are weak, so it stands to reason that they should be at home to care for the elderly; But they gave birth to an uncompetitive son, which made them suffer a lot. If I abandon them now, who will take care of them and support them? Oh my God! What should I do?" Yulang's heart is like a mess, and he is still messy when he cuts it.

"Chun'er, Dad, I see that you are a little in a trance tonight, and you speak strangely, do you have any thoughts?" Yang Laohan asked suddenly.

"No—no, for so many years, I haven't done a little filial piety, and I really don't want to go. Tomorrow, I want to go to a far place, and the only thing I can't worry about is the body of your two elders. Yang Yulang was vague.

"Silly child, my father and mother are not three-year-olds, as long as you make solid money outside and live in peace, your father and I are willing to work hard and tired. As the saying goes, 'Men have ambitions in all directions'. If you have read the Four Books and the Five Classics, you will definitely be able to do a lot outside. Child, don't worry! Don't worry about things at home. Yang Laohan said with a pleasant face.

Looking at his father's weak and sickly body, his kind and kind face, listening to his father's shriveled and hoarse voice, and his earnest entrustment, Yang Yulang was full of contradictions in his heart: Die, I'm sorry for my father, don't die, I failed Xiumei. He and Mei'er have already made an appointment in the next life, how can they suddenly change their hexagrams? No, absolutely not!! The husband must believe his words and do what he does. But I don't know what Mei'er thinks at this moment? Will she regret it? Yang Yulang's heart is like 'fifteen buckets to fetch water - seven up and eight down'. His soul struggled on the brink of life and death.