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The soft light shuttled through the layers of branches and leaves, mottled on him, and as soon as she raised her head slightly, she could see his deep eyes, as if they contained endless time, and he used that low and beautiful voice to slowly spread a story of more than ten years for her.

The ancestors of the Qu family have been in office for generations, but in the Xinhai Revolution, Mr. Zhongshan raised his arms and shouted, and the Qing Dynasty died. Qu Jingrong is the second eldest in the family, indifferent by nature, does not manage the family business, lives in his uncle's house, and relies on the help of his cousin, who is the chief executive of the county.

That year, he went to send his nephew to Peking on behalf of his cousin, and by chance met Duan Yu, who was studying in a girls' school at that time.

Duan Yu is young and beautiful, full of the unique vitality of young people in that turbulent era, and the vision and knowledge brought to her by the rich heritage of the Duan family make her as dazzling as a star in the night.

She participated in politics and was always able to point out the shortcomings of the student movement or various reforms, such a woman with a sharp edge was called an "assassin" among the young people in the student community in Beiping.

The hairpin flower is on the paper, which makes countless revolutionaries enthusiastic, and also makes countless men sigh for their red faces.

Some people say that looking at her, they believe that she can completely change history and explore a way out of the darkness and overthrow the decay.

Zhixian listened fascinated, she seemed to really see a gentle woman dressed in gray and blue, full of heroism walked out of the black and white background of Beiping City, without saying anything, it made people see the atmosphere of "although tens of millions of people go to me".

Grandpa's name is so good, Yu, she is really like a piece of uncarved and clean jade, spontaneously shining in the dark night, even if the wind and rain are obscure, she is still fearless and alone.

Such a jade, when others think she is as sonorous as a wind and rain rose, some people appreciate her beauty just as a woman. Qu Jingrong is the craftsman who was fatally arranged for Duan Yu to be a piece of jade.

He was nurtured by a family of scholars, and he had a warm and chic body that young people with enthusiasm could not compare, and when everyone shouted for democracy and shouted for change, he was still intoxicated in the world of his own kendo calligraphy.

is two very different men and women, but they love each other like this.

One is a poor scholar whose down-and-out family can't even support himself, and the other is the pearl of the palm of the Beiyang generals.

The final ending is as you can see, Duan Yu resolutely severed the father-daughter relationship with Duan Qi, alone, no dowry, no blessing, and came to Maocheng with him from Beiping, she is no longer the assassin who shouted a thousand echoes, but started a woman in the Qu family with peace of mind, doing her duty as a wife.

Twilight is far away, but the past is not over.

"Grandmother thought that with her grandfather's identity, she could make her father soar, so she was very polite to her mother at first, but it didn't take long for her to hear that her mother had cut off relations with her grandfather, and she became mean."

The ten fingers are full of spring water, and even picking tea and plowing the land, all of which are fine.

Duan Yu was supposed to be a raging fire, but for Qu Jingrong, she became a warm little lamp, she was no longer the woman who could be used as a weapon to poke the enemy's heart with a pen all over her body, so under Qu's squeeze, she began to become depressed.

Zhixian can almost imagine how bitter Qu's words were.

Duan Yu left his hometown, and he lived up to his love, but Qu Jingrong regarded his mother as the sky, and only filial piety followed.

Although Duan Yu had already given birth to a pair of sons at that time, Qu said that Duan Yu had delayed Qu Jingrong's path to becoming an official, which she had calculated with the master.

Duan Yu's heart in Beiping came up again, and looking at her husband who was only willing to make promises, she finally couldn't help it.

I saw the style of the year again, but this time it was written by herself, she stamped Qu Jingrong's seal, and then moved to this hill on the outskirts of Maocheng alone.

has no financial resources, and suffered such a big blow, although I don't regret it, I also have a little regret in my heart. Before Duan Yu died, there was only his eight-year-old eldest son at the bedside.

Qu Shizheng's voice was faint: "Mom said that if you didn't think about the next life when you were together, then it's time to let go." ”

Zhixian thought in his heart, and everything has been answered.

The Qu family is like a demon cave without love and emotion, devouring all the good, just blindly stretching out the greedy mouthpiece to ask for those wealth and power.

Although Duan Yu's feelings for Qu Jingrong were sincere and warm, and he was willing to give up everything for him, it was still inevitable that it would end in tragedy.

I'm afraid this has a lot to do with Yanzhi's departure from the Qu family.

It's just that it's hard for him to be just an eight-year-old kid at the time, and Hui Ji will be hurt, Xu is so, he has endured so much since he was a child, and he is sad in every way, and he is alone in his heart.

Zhixian slowly stretched out his hand to gently brush his hair, and a pair of beautiful eyes held a gentle fine light.

"Yanzhi, Mom has already been Duan Yu again, we should bless her. The glory that was snubbed before because of it, now you have it, but you don't disdain, I don't care, no matter how many years have passed, people who don't care always don't care, Mom's choice is very wise. ”

The four strong characters on the stele came into view again, and Zhixian only felt that those simple strokes seemed to have life between the vertical and horizontal strokes, just in the red tile and high wall of Beiping City, just on the edge of the Mao City with flowing water, and more, it was infiltrated in her heart that sweet but spicy like the accumulation of fine wine.

"Well, Zhixian, you're right."

He smiled, then got up and reached out to pull her up.

Qu Shizheng didn't tell Zhixian that this was the first time he brought someone to Duan Yu's tomb, Duan Yu's tomb, when he was young, he was a place to pour out his thoughts, even if he has turned his hands into clouds and covered his hands for rain to the point that it is not an exaggeration to call it a hand to cover the sky, it is also a place that is difficult to let go.

He opened his heart to her, and slowly peeled off the cocoons of the past in front of her little by little, and in a few words, she easily let him unload those deeply hidden burdens.

The moon in the mountains was as bright as practice, and he interlocked his fingers with her, walking step by step towards the source of his childhood nightmare. (To be continued.) )