Chapter 129: Sun Shangxiang is dead

Zhang Xilai did not resist, and let Wang Qingxiang's old punch hit him.

He endured it willingly like a sinner waiting for punishment. All the thoughts, helplessness, grievances, and guilt all turned into tears and were splashed vigorously.

He said: "Brother Qingxiang, you can kill me, if you kill me, I can make Shangxiang's illness cured, there is no pain, you can kill me?" I have no regrets.

I'm sorry for you, you have been taking care of Shangxiang and Yuzhu for 20 years, I Zhang Xilai owes you in this life, and I can't pay it off in the next life.

You also let your son Hailiang marry Yuzhu, you also want to take care of her, I know your good intentions, Brother Qingxiang, in front of you, I am a sinner!! ”

Zhang Xilai didn't wait for Wang Qingxiang to make a move, opened the bow left and right, and slapped himself a few times.

Wang Qingxiang had no choice but to slam his old fist on the wall, and the wall made a heavy muffled sound.

Why did Zhang Xilai come back? Sun Shangxiang was right, he had come back a long time ago, and he had been back for several days.

He didn't enter the door, but wandered outside the house, because he didn't have the face to see Sun Shangxiang, and he mustered up a lot of courage to come in.

The news of the rampant dark disease in Daliang Mountain has long spread out of the mountain, spread to the outside of the mountain, and also spread to Z City, and entered Zhang Xilai's ears.

Zhang Xilai is in no mood to do business, he has been worrying about Sun Shangxiang.

Sun Shangxiang is his ex-wife, Yuzhu is his biological daughter, and Zhang Xilai is equivalent to throwing half his life in Daliang Mountain.

He still secretly went home, brought a weapon alone, and secretly lurked in Daliang Mountain, hoping to see Sun Shangxiang for the last time.

He knew that Sun Shangxiang's life was not easy, although women had not worried about eating and drinking over the years, Zhang Damao and Wang Qingxiang did not let her be aggrieved. But she was widowed after all.

There are many rights and wrongs in front of the widow's door, there is no need to row a car, many men are good with her, there are rumors in the village, and Sun Shangxiang's back has long been poked off.

Without men, women can't hold back. Like the wild cats in spring, they bark every night.

Sun Shangxiang is looking for other men, Zhang Xilai knows it, and it is understandable that she is good with Zhang Damao, and Zhang Xilai has met him once.

That was when he returned to Daliang Mountain again ten years ago and peeked at it in the middle of the night.

He didn't blame her for her infidelity, because he was sorry for her first.

For the next ten years, he stopped thinking about her all the time.

The news of Daliangshan's dark disease spread farther and farther, and it was all in the newspapers of Z City. Zhang Xilai had to come back to take a look.

He entered the village without letting anyone know that Daliang Mountain had been closed, and there was no one on the mountain, no one on the construction site, and no one in the crops.

He swaggered into the village, and almost no one knew him.

In the past twenty years, his appearance has already changed, his temples are like frost, and he has changed from a young and sturdy offspring to a shriveled little old man.

Although he is still young, only in his forties, the vicissitudes of time have left traces on his body that can never be erased.

During the day, he slept in a nearby cave, and at night he quietly lurked outside Sun Shangxiang's window.

He peeked in through the crack in the window, saw the severity of Sun Shangxiang's condition, and saw that she was skinny, covered in poisonous sores, dying, and about to die.

Wang Qingxiang planned to spread Sun Shangxiang's illness to himself, and he had a bad relationship with Sun Shangxiang, which was also clearly seen by Zhang Xilai outside the window.

Zhang Xilai was not excited, but very moved.

Wang Qingxiang's fearless spirit, ten Zhang Xilai can't catch up.

He didn't want Sun Shangxiang to leave regrets, so he stood at the door and hesitated for a long, long time.

He never imagined that Sun Shangxiang, who was seriously ill, would sense him. Wang Qingxiang still opened the door.

Zhang Xilai cried bitterly, and pounced on Sun Shangxiang like a child, he clenched the woman's hand tightly, and said: "Shangxiang, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm damned, I really damn, I'll come back to make amends to you." ”

Sun Shangxiang was not angry or excited, but seemed very calm.

She said, "Hello, you're finally back...... Actually, I knew you weren't dead? Because you didn't give me a dream. You're old, your beard and hair are gray, and you're doing ...... Okay? ”

Zhang Xilai cried and said: "Okay, I'm fine, but I just hurt you......"

Sun Shangxiang shook his head and said: "I'm not bitter, I have Brother Qingxiang to take care of me, I can look at you before I die, I ...... Contentment. Forget about me in the future, go back and talk to you...... Live your life well. ”

This was the last sentence that Sun Shangxiang left for Zhang Xilai, and then the woman turned her back.

Zhang Xilai grabbed Sun Shangxiang's hand and asked, "Shangxiang, you sue me, what are you doing in this life...... Have you ever loved me, have you? ”

He looked at the woman expectantly, hoping that she would give her a final answer.

But Sun Shangxiang still didn't say a word to him, and the woman's other hand held Wang Qingxiang's hand.

Wang Qingxiang wanted to walk away, feeling that it was not appropriate for him to stand here. After all, when the husband and wife reunited, there was a lot to say that he didn't want to be a light bulb.

But his body couldn't move away at all, because his hand was pulled by Sun Shangxiang.

Wang Qingxiang glanced back at Sun Shangxiang and found that the woman had stopped breathing, her eyes were completely closed, and the corpse was a little cold.

The final hand-in-hand proves a problem, that is, there is only one man in Sun Shangxiang's heart, and that man is Wang Qingxiang.

And Zhang Xilai was just a hurried passer-by in her life, at the beginning, the only thing Zhang Xilai left her was this broken house and the unborn jade bead in her belly.

Finding that Sun Shangxiang's body was cold, Zhang Xilai wiped his tears and stood up, and said: "I understand, it's okay like this, at least the guilt in my heart will be reduced." Brother Qingxiang ......":

"What else do you say, ...... you?"

Zhang Xi said: "Shangxiang's future depends on you, I don't have the face to see Yuzhu, this money ...... Here you go, help Shang Xiang with the aftermath. ”

Zhang Xilai took out a stack of money from his arms and slowly placed it on the table of the Eight Immortals.

Wang Qingxiang did not refuse, he knew that this was the only compensation that Zhang Xilai could do.

He just nodded, and Zhang Xilai bowed deeply at him. And then it was gone.

After this walk, Zhang Xilai completely disappeared and never returned to Daliang Mountain.

When he went home this time, not only Wang Hailiang didn't know, but Yuzhu didn't know.

Until now, Yuzhu still feels that her father is dead, and died twenty years ago when she was not born.

That night, Sun Shangxiang just left, and walked calmly, without any regrets.

She left nothing for Wang Qingxiang, the only thing left for him was the last hand-holding.

Wang Qingxiang didn't cry, he sat next to Sun Shangxiang's body, just smoked a cigarette for a whole night.

When Hailiang and Yuzhu got the news of Sun Shangxiang's death, Hailiang shed tears, and Yuzhu also let out a cry.

Wang Hailiang personally handled the funeral of his mother-in-law, and Sun Shangxiang, like other dead people, was carried into the spiritual shed where sorghum poles were tied.

Hailiang and Yuzhu guarded her spirit, and the two of them wore white belt, and the next day Sun Shangxiang was buried in the cemetery of Daliang Mountain.

Sun Shangxiang died and had nowhere to go, because Zhang Xilai was not at home, and she could not enter the ancestral tomb of the Zhang family. I had to set up another lonely grave.

Wang Qingxiang explained to his son: "One day I died, buried with your mother-in-law, and let her lie next to me." ”

Hailiang asked, "Then what should I do?" ”

Wang Qingxiang said: "Bury one piece too, one on each side." ”

After Sun Shangxiang died, the dark disease in Daliang Mountain was nearing the end, and almost all the people who suffered from the dark disease died.

The brigade headquarters of the five villages in Daliang Mountain were almost empty, and they also became eerie and terrifying.

Every night, the people could hear the terrible cry coming from the brigade headquarters, and the cry was like a cry and a whimper.

Some people say that where the yin qi is heavy, most people die there, and the spirits of the dead do not want to leave.

Many people will feel chills in their backs when they pass by the brigade headquarters.

There were more than 1,000 people in five villages, and the number of people suffering from dark diseases reached almost 200. Ninety-nine percent of the 200 people died, and only three or four survived.

Zhang Damao is among them, in the past few months of living in the brigade headquarters, Zhang Damao doesn't know what's wrong, he should eat, drink, and he doesn't take the dark disease seriously at all.

He is trying his best to replenish his energy, trying his best to fight against dark diseases, insisting on exercising every day, and talking and laughing.

The reason why he did this was because he didn't want to die, and the only thing he could support was his son Ruyi.

Whenever he thought of Ruyi, Zhang Damao's body was full of vitality and energy, and the battle index increased rapidly.

He was the first carrier of the dark disease virus to be discovered in Daliang Mountain, and he was one of the few people who survived.

This made the whole village wonder, this old boy is really a big life, a good person does not pay for his life, and the disaster will be left for a thousand years.

Gradually, the poisonous sores on Zhang Damao's body stopped bleeding pus, and began to scab, and finally the scabs fell off, revealing fresh tender meat.

He was only left with the scar of a dark disease, and after the autumn crops were planted, the weather turned cooler, and the last poisonous sore was completely healed.

When the doctor examined his body, they sighed one by one, they lamented the tenacity of Zhang Damao's vitality and his courage.

Dark disease is a very strange thing, some people will get on the body as soon as they get it, and some people will not have an accident no matter how they mess with the sick opposite sex.

For example, Wang Qingxiang has lived with Sun Shangxiang for three months, and has always been eager to get sick, but the dark disease just doesn't touch his body.

Wang Hailiang also felt strange about this.

Half a month after the dark disease disappeared, production resumed in the village, and people gradually returned to their former peace.

Some people have already begun to manage the dealer, and the fields are lively.

Wang Hailiang felt that it was time for the road repair team to start, and the willow formation, the medicine collection team, and the transportation team should also be in their respective places.

The village, which had been ravaged by the dark disease, seemed to be in a state of collapse, and no smile was visible on everyone's face.

After sending off the medical team, Hailiang found Brother Da Tam and held a meeting with all the villagers.

The dark disease has dealt a heavy blow to the economy of the village, and the losses caused are immeasurable, and they must be made up for in the second half of the year.

In the end, Hailiang decided to go up the mountain in three days, and the road would be repaired.

Although many young people in the village have died of the disease, Hailiang's ambition to be happy has not changed.