By the time I had finally passed the moment, I felt like I had died once, my neck was too stiff, I didn't feel good about myself, and I almost fell into a pillow for eternity.

The two of them alternated work, and it was Aunt Qing's turn to personally smear me with powder, put on a little jewelry, and the old man carried me out of the room slowly, somehow, there was always a feeling of getting married in it.

In a conspicuous seat in the hall sat Aunt Qing who had finished changing clothes, and the one dressed was a big red pearl emerald, shining and lovely. This beautiful old girl is the most important person in this ceremony - my godmother.

Aunt Qing stood up and took a scroll that I didn't know what it was, after all, there were only three of us in this valley, and there was no need to say a word, and the ceremony officially began.

According to what the old man had taught me before, I consciously made a long string of salutes, and with a bang, I ran to the front and knelt down on the red cattail.

There was no one in the valley, and no little maid brought me tea, so the task naturally fell on the shoulders of the old woman, and remembering the painful experience of her combing my hair before, my hand shaking when I picked up the teacup she handed over.

I took the teacup, raised my hands on my head, and leaned over to hand the tea in an experienced manner, and Aunt Qing took it steadily.

I thought it was over and looked up excitedly. Aunt Qing consciously took a sip, put down the teacup and pressed my head down again, picked up another long scroll and began to read.

However, although she read it in the serious language of the Southern Wei Dynasty, not in a dialect with a sharp corner, I didn't understand a word. I was confused, and Aunt Qing had already raised her hands to help me up.

"Okay, from today on, you will be my goddaughter Chu Ge!"

I gratefully wiped the tears of excitement from my face. I thought that the ceremony was over, and I could flash back to the room, take off the shape of the big-headed doll, and was about to rush out the door. As if she knew that I was going to do this, the old woman grabbed me: "Wait a minute, who let you go." ”

I really want to carry a flag on my hand, and splash ink on it, "Where there are many rules, there are minefields, next time please tell me that I should take a detour here." ”

Aunt Qing took out a jade bracelet from her sleeve pocket, and gently put it on my hand, and the jade bracelet slid into my left hand, and she said softly: "This is what my mother left me, and it was intended to be for my daughter, but unfortunately she couldn't keep it until now, now, I'll give it to you!" ”

I gently touched the surface of the jade, and it was as smooth as new and the color was excellent.

"This is a good thing in the Villa, you should keep it."

I looked at Aunt Qing's solemn expression and nodded yes.

I also pretended to point to the book house and said to Aunt Qing: "The bracelet is too valuable, Aunt Qing will give me that room of books~"

Aunt Qing had a disdainful look at me who didn't know good goods, so I quickly silenced it.

In this way, by the time I had gone through all the miscellaneous etiquette, it was already afternoon. I went back to my house and fell into bed, and I really wanted to sleep without waking up.

I stayed in this valley for four years. In terms of the traces I carved on the bamboo, I have carved four bamboo sticks and sticks that are three months old. In other words, I have spent more than four years with Qingjian Creek here.

At the end of the third month of our stay, and about to start the fourth month, a big event happened for the three of us.

The old man died.

It's obviously the person who feels like you're in good health, but overnight, if you say no, it's gone, and if you say you kick your legs, you kick your legs. I sat at the mouth of the mist with a basket full of eggs under two ducklings, and waited for the old lady to see her every three months, but I sat there for a whole day without seeing her.

Aunt Qing later rushed into the wooden house in the fog and saw that the old woman had been dead for more than a week. When I came, I seemed to know that my time was short, so I left a letter to Aunt Qing and gave me a tip. For me, the old woman is not just a little ear-backed, crazy old woman, but a real miracle doctor who really heals the sick and saves people, if she is willing to go out of the mountains to save how many homeless people, but she only saved me, which is a pity.

There's a note in the bag.

"Little girl Chu Ge, I don't have much time, your life is saved by me, people who study medicine, from the beginning to the end, I will save you to the end, but my life is short, this bag contains the last way to save you, at the critical moment, be sure to open it, you can save your life." Not being able to cure the residual incense poison in your body is a regret in my life, and in the future, I hope you will cherish your life. ”

In just a few sentences, although it is not as long as the letter to Aunt Qing, it brought tears to my eyes when I read it.

Although I didn't see her much in four years, her lovely demeanor and words added a little spice to my life in the valley. Suddenly, there was one less person, and it made me feel empty around me, as if the hollowness in my heart continued to begin to collapse.

I still remember that she caught my duck in the yard, and threatened me with "chicken and egg", and "the gain outweighed the loss".

However, her death was the biggest blow to Aunt Qing.

When I finished crying in the quilt in the middle of the night, my chest was empty and I felt short of breath, I opened my eyes, I was completely sleepy, the darkness outside the window was extraordinarily thorough, and in the quiet night, even the rustling sound of the wind blowing the leaves seemed particularly lonely. I always feel that there is a piece of heart missing.

There was a slight drop outside the door, like something was rolling down, and I was restless. I got up, put on my coat, walked over, and opened the door.

The moon hung high outside, the valley was covered with mist, and the moon that had not been seen for many years suddenly appeared today. The coldness sprinkled all over the ground soaked the dreams of many people, and the night wind blew, and it was very cold. A small tree sprout suddenly appeared on the side of the small bamboo ladder outside the door, and the dry branches looked pitiful in the night wind.

I thought that Aunt Qing was strong and could do it, and she didn't shed a word until we burned down the old man's wooden house with the body.

Now, he sat alone on the steps, holding two or three wine bottles in his arms, sobbing leisurely.

While drinking wine, she looked at the bright moon hanging high above her head, bright and clean, like snow and frost, she stretched out the wine bottle towards the sky, and couldn't help murmuring: "All gone, you all left one by one......"

"It's a pity that I'm the only one left to survive, I'm the only one!"

I watched her get even more drunk, learning the orchid fingers with both hands, and I don't know which drama she was learning.

"Babble...... Cough and illness are more sparse and the wine cup is sparse, and the village children serve thin kitchen tobacco...... Strive to know that no one lives in the sky, and hang down the spring sorrowful crane to send immortals......"

Seeing where she was talking to herself, she frowned in distress, and tears couldn't stop sliding from the corners of her eyes.

On the second day, Aunt Qing didn't wake up, she slept very soundly, I didn't wake up for a long time, and I panicked all of a sudden.

"Aunt Qing, what's wrong with you? Aunt Qing, you speak! I shook her and called out in her ear.

After shaking for a long time, Aunt Qing woke up and slowly opened her eyes. But the man was very haggard and had a thick nasal voice, and she said to me, "I'm all right, I'm fine, I can't die." ”

I served the specially boiled soup: "I cooked a refreshing soup, Aunt Qing, why don't you drink a little." ”

Aunt Qing didn't take it, but just looked at me with a light look and said, "Little Ge'er, it's time for you to get out of the valley......"

She had never told me like this before, why just today, she said let me go, let me go, and suddenly the tears were not contained, I said with tears: "Aunt Qing, I understand that you are in a bad mood, but you can't drive me away, where else can I go if I leave here?" ”

I still held the bowl of soup, trying to convince Aunt Qing: "This is my home, how can I live without you!?" ”

I saw Aunt Qing sigh silently.

I was frightened all night, and my mind was a mess, until the next day at dawn, when I fell asleep again. After falling asleep, in the hallucination, someone came to me and gently stroked my cheek, which was as warm as the residual heat of the three grandparents who had drunk in the dusk of the valley.

I really wish nothing sad had happened, and everyone was safe, healthy and happy. And the old goddess, who would still lean against the door frame and smile crookedly at me, with childlike naughtiness, and tell me some great truths about life from time to time.

After about three days, Aunt Qing's appetite improved a little and she was willing to take the initiative to eat. It's not much, but I'm so happy when I look at it. She began to be busy with other things, tidying up the bamboo house, sorting out some old collections, and chopping several long bamboos without knowing what to do, but I saw that her spirit was slowly getting better, and she no longer mentioned to me that I should leave, and I also felt that it was good, and sighed that life was finally slowly back on track.

Early that morning, Aunt Qing brought a rare bowl of fragrant longevity noodles and said to me: "I don't know your birthday, today is the day I recognize you as my goddaughter, I privately think that this is your birthday, there is nothing to give, I cooked a bowl of noodles for you." ”

I was grateful, hurriedly took it, gobbled up the wind and clouds, and was a little sleepy after eating, so I said in a daze that I would get up to help Aunt Qing after sleeping again.

Who knows, this awakening will change the sky.

I was lying alone on a bamboo raft, next to the stream was quiet, flowing through the stones, tinkling, the mountain pass was no longer foggy, the mountains on both sides were tall, it could be described as green mountains and green waters, I looked back suddenly, there was a lot of fog behind me, occasionally there were a few crows calling, lonely and lifeless.

I turned out to be out of the valley.

Or was forcibly sent out of the valley.

On the bamboo raft, there is also a big cloth bag tied, open it, there are all kinds of gold and silver, I don't know when Aunt Qing put it away and put it next to me. In this cloth bag, there is also a letter, I suddenly feel helpless, the master and apprentice are both sentimental people who like to write to express their emotions.

"Little Ge'er,

I want to wait for the moment when you see the letter, you should be outside the valley, I will send you away in a daze, don't blame the mother, the goddess and the old man are gone, I have thought a lot, I feel that the world is vast, I have a lot of future and past things need to be broken one by one. The old man said to me, your life is in the mood for love, it is a pity to waste it in this clear valley, although I learned from the goddess, but I have no ability to heal your fragrance, for the doctor and mother, I feel deeply guilty for you. You don't have to worry about me going for a short time, I never intended to do this, and I'm also very good at eating, and it won't be boring to be accompanied by little beasts. You are different from me, a half-aged, I hope you live a more wonderful life and don't waste your life in the valley. In the end, it is still that sentence, you will still have a long life in the second half of your life, you must cherish your life, the valley will always be your home, laugh when you are happy, laugh when you are unhappy, laugh when you are unhappy, if it is not good outside, someone will bully you, and you will not be comfortable, I will wait for you to come back, and then make porridge for you. Don't read it.

Aunt Qing"

I looked at the letter and was so saddened that I couldn't do more.

The dense forest in the distance was a little deeper, hiding a lot of loneliness and loneliness, but I had to lift my spirits, pack up the tangle bag with one hand, and get up to go to the so-called second half of my life.