Wang Qingxiang didn't feel that it was a betrayal of the women in the family, but felt that it was a compensation he owed to Sun Shangxiang.

He owes her a lot of things, including youth, including faith, including the feelings that have been entangled in the past twenty years, and he wants to settle accounts with her.

Before dying, pay off all the things you owe her, so that you can be relieved when you die.

He hugged her tightly, and she hugged him tightly, and the two of them rolled on the clay kang, rolling from side to side, and that side to this side.......

Wang Qingxiang seems to want to tear and crush a woman, and then reshape a you and me like clay, in this way, he has him, and she has him.

Sun Shangxiang finally got his wish, and before he died, he tasted Wang Qingxiang's man.......

I don't know how long it took for the room to be quiet again.

In the dark night, Sun Shangxiang's soft sobbing voice came: "Brother Qingxiang, you are so stupid, really stupid, why are you so troubled?" ”

Wang Qingxiang said: "I am willing, you are going to die, I can't let you leave regrets." ”

Sun Shangxiang burst into tears, both grateful and sad. They said a lot of sweet things that night, more than they had all said in the 20 years of separation combined.

Wang Qingxiang felt that as long as he got along with Sun Shangxiang, he would definitely be infected with a dark disease, and when the time came, he could judge what kind of medicinal herbs to use according to the symptoms of his illness. This leads to the development of new formulations.

As long as the new drug can be developed, it will be a great achievement, and as long as there is a person with this disease in the future, he will definitely be cured.

But what made him feel strange was that no matter how he tossed and messed with Sun Shangxiang, the secret disease of the dog was that it would not touch his body.

During the month that he was with Sun Shangxiang, he had to measure the temperature every day to see if he had a fever, and when the temperature was high, he was ecstatic, and the temperature was normal, so he wondered.

A month later, Wang Qingxiang completely lost confidence, and he went to the brigade headquarters to find a doctor to check his body, and the doctor actually said that he was more normal than a normal person.

Wang Qingxiang was angry and funny. Why doesn't the dark disease come to me?

Others don't want to get sick, but they don't hesitate to go to them for dark diseases, and they want to get sick, but they can't.

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For two months, the Great Dark Disease continued to spread in the village, and the autumn wind swept the entire Daliang Mountain like falling leaves.

White sails fluttered on the hillside, and more than a hundred corpses were buried in front of and back. There are men, women, young people, middle-aged people, and every day there are people who go to the graves on the hillside and cry, and the cry of grief is so sad that those who listen to the tears are sad.

The brigade headquarters in each village seemed empty because the number of sick people was getting smaller and smaller.

The rest of the people are almost going crazy, they are equivalent to confinement, coupled with the torture of illness, it is better to live than to die.

Before and after planting mang, cut wheat and plant beans, before and after mango in April, after mango in May.

That is to say, if the year is April miscanthus seeding, then the time to harvest the wheat should be one or two days before the miscanthus planting, and if it is May miscanthus planting, then the time to harvest the wheat should be one or two days after the miscanthus planting.

In short, before and after the planting of mangs, people sharpen their knives and prepare for the annual harvest.

There are still not many people in the field, and the yellow and clear wheat is large and unharvested.

Wang Hailiang and Brother Da Tam had no choice, so they had to get rid of their sweatshirts, go shirtless, and join the wheat cutting team together.

After a month of hard work, all the wheat was harvested and sent home, dried, milled, deseeded, and finally packed in a cloth bag.

In this year's wheat field, Wang Qingxiang was not seen in the field, because Wang Qingxiang was serving Sun Shangxiang and was also studying new prescriptions.

Zhang Damao was also missing, Zhang Damao was being treated at the brigade headquarters, and he was dying.

Many young people had to take up the burden of raising the stage and support themselves alone.

The medical team stayed in Daliang Mountain for three months, and for three months, they did not go out of the mountain, and exhausted all methods, but not a single patient was cured, and they could only use medicine to prolong their lives.

They watched with their own eyes as fresh lives walked into the brigade headquarters, and watched the cold corpses being carried out of the door of the brigade headquarters, and their helpless mood was speechless.

When the first man died, a mourning shed was erected in the village, which was made of sorghum poles. A white cloth was wrapped around it.

Since the shedding was erected, it has not been dismantled, and as soon as a dead man is buried, another is carried in, and the street is ushered in, and it is the white sails, the filial hats, and the cries of men and women.

In the course of three months, more than 100 people were carried into the mourning shed, and their relatives were overturned, and then they were carried up the hillside with their hands and feet, turning into mounds of earth.

Soon, it was finally Sun Shangxiang's turn, and Sun Shangxiang's life also came to an end.

Wang Qingxiang exhausted his life's medical skills, but he could only delay the woman's life for two months.

Sun Shangxiang's body became thinner and thinner, and finally turned into a dry firewood stick, covered with skin and bones, which could be blown away by a gust of wind.

She was unconscious, sometimes awake, sometimes lethargic, and the woman had no strength to howl, and she could not feel any pain.

Her eyes were half-closed and half-closed, sometimes she would roll her eyeballs upward, hallucinates in her mind, and as soon as her eyes were closed, she saw Zhang Xilai standing beside her.

Because of the insufficient blood supply to the brain, her eyes could not see anything, and she was blind......

"Brother Qingxiang, Brother Qingxiang...... Don't go, don't leave me...... Are you still there? Sun Shangxiang suddenly jumped up and touched back and forth with both hands, as if to grab Wang Qingxiang's soul.

Wang Qingxiang hurriedly grabbed Sun Shangxiang's hand and said, "Shangxiang, I'm here, right next to you, don't go there......"

Sun Shangxiang grabbed Wang Qingxiang's hand, hugged him in his arms at once, and said: "Brother Qingxiang, my little brother, you must watch me die, watch me breathe, don't die in your arms, I won't die blindly......"

Wang Qingxiang burst into tears, his hands trembled, and said: "You won't die, I won't leave, we will never be separated......." ”

Sun Shangxiang said: "Brother Qingxiang, I am dead, I can't be buried with Xilai, Xilai's body can't be found, will I become a lonely ghost and can't be reincarnated ......?" What to do, what to do? ”

Wang Qingxiang said: "Don't worry, if you die, you will be buried in my ancestral grave, and you will lie by my side in the future, I am your man, you are my woman, and you will not feel lonely over there......"

"You...... Don't lie to me. ”

"No, I won't lie to you."

Wang Qingxiang made up his mind that Sun Shangxiang was dead, and he would bury her with himself in the future.

Zhang Xilai's body really can't be found, he disappeared twenty years ago, some people say that he fell into a cliff and died, and some people say that he begged for a little wife outside, and he doesn't want this family anymore.

In short, Zhang Xilai will not be buried in Daliang Mountain, after Sun Shangxiang dies, there will be a lonely grave, how desolate should it be?

Sun Shangxiang was sometimes awake, sometimes unconscious, and sometimes he would suddenly jump up, saying that he saw his dead father and mother, and saw the dead ghost man Zhang Xilai.

Sometimes she would sneer and say that when she saw Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan stood in front of her, stretching out her claws to ask for her life. Also, the dead Jianjun, the wind chimes, those people are all laughing at her.

Wang Qingxiang knows that a woman's time is running out, and hallucinations appear in her mind, usually only a few days.

He has quietly prepared a shroud for the woman and made a thin coffin, so that even if the woman swallows, she will not be so flustered.

He was waiting, waiting for the day when the woman would return.

Before people die, they generally have a return to light, and their spirits are particularly good. Once this spirit passes, it will die immediately.

In the evening of this day, Sun Shangxiang finally returned to the light, and the woman sat up all of a sudden, and said with a smile: "Brother Qingxiang, I'm back, Zhang Xilai is back......"

Wang Qingxiang was startled, a cool breeze was coming from his backbone, and he said, "Shangxiang, don't scare me, Zhang Xilai has been dead for 20 years." ”

Sun Shangxiang said: "I heard it, Zhang Xilai has been home for several days, and he walks around outside my door every day, I can hear his footsteps, and I am also familiar with his breathing." ”

Wang Qingxiang said: "Shangxiang, you are an illusion." ”

Sun Shangxiang said: "No, if you don't believe it, you open the door, Zhang Xilai is outside the door......"

Wang Qingxiang was so bold that he didn't believe it at all, so he opened the door with a squeak and said, "Look at it, where is the joy?" ”

When he turned around and glanced out of the door, Wang Qingxiang suddenly opened his mouth in fright, his eyes widened, his legs were weak, and he almost sat on the ground.

He saw it clearly, and there was indeed a person standing outside the door, and that person was Zhang Xilai.

It's just that Zhang Xilai is much older now, his face is wrinkled, his hair is gray, his back is a little hunched, and he looks at Wang Qingxiang with tears in his eyes.

"Brother Qingxiang, are you okay? We...... I haven't seen each other in twenty years. ”

"Ahh Oh my God!! Wang Qingxiang shivered smartly, and his voice was almost howling: "Zhang Xilai!" You're a! Is it a human or a ghost!? ”

Wang Qingxiang's body took a step backwards against the ground, and suddenly protected Sun Shangxiang behind him, he felt that Zhang Xilai's ghost must have come to ask for Sun Shangxiang's life.

How do you know that Zhang Xilai was in tears, his legs were weak, and he knelt down at Wang Qingxiang.

Zhang Xi said: "Brother Qingxiang, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for Shangxiang, I'm sorry for my daughter Yuzhu!" I'm human, I'm not dead, I'm alive! I fell into the Valley of Spirits and was rescued......"

As soon as Wang Qingxiang heard this, he didn't fight the anger, he pounced on the ground, grabbed Zhang Xilai's neck, stared at him with his eyes and said, "Then you sue me, why don't you come back to see it after so many years?" Why did Shangxiang and Yuzhu suffer so much! You bastard!! Did you do Chen Shimei? ”

Bang, Wang Qingxiang was very angry, and slapped Zhang Xilai twice.

Zhang Xilai knelt on the ground and did not resist, and said: "I have amnesia, I have been amnesiac for ten years, and it took ten years to understand everything. But by then, I had already started a new family, and I was struggling...... Can't be sorry for them. ”

"Then you are worthy of Shangxiang? Worthy of Yuzhu? See if I don't beat you to death!! ”

Wang Qingxiang swung his old fist, hit Zhang Xilai on the shoulder with a fist, and kicked Zhang Xilai out of the way with a kick below.

He made such a big fuss because he felt unworthy for Sun Shangxiang.

Sun Shangxiang is a woman that Wang Qingxiang has cared about all his life, and the woman has suffered so much, his heart is like a knife, and he is indignant for her.

"Why don't you die? Why don't you die? What's the use of coming back now? What's the use? ”