161 Funeral
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Jiang Ying looked at the Zhuang family lying there quietly, with no trace of the energetic Zhuang family on his face, and his heart seemed to be held in the palm of his hand, tightening it tighter and tighter.
Fang Xinyuan followed her gaze and sighed imperceptibly.
This seems to be gradually becoming clearer.
However, it is also getting more and more complicated......
Jiang Ying just looked at Zhuang's like this, and only after a long time did she speak, her voice had already recovered to most of her calmness, she turned her head to look at Fang Xinyuan, and asked, "Is it possible that as long as you find a medicinal herb that can temporarily restrain this poison, the nurse can be saved?" β
"It's just a matter of delaying for a while...... Fang Xinyuan said with some reluctance.
"That's good, too." Jiang Ying nodded with a slightly blank face, and said, "There are countless famous doctors in Suzhou City, and the Han family is also trying their best to solve this matter...... I think the nurse will be able to wait until that day. β
All she had to do was to save the nurse's life until then.
Fang Xinyuan was silent for a moment after hearing this, and then looked at Jiang Ying with a firm gaze and said, "And me." I'll do my bestβ"
Looking at Fang Xinyuan, who was so serious, Jiang Ying was slightly stunned.
"I want to let these quacks in Suzhou City take a look, the medical skills that our family has inherited for hundreds of years are not covered!" Fang Xinyuan patted his chest and said.
At the end, he said to Jiang Ying: "So you must not be sentimental, thinking that I am for you and your nurse......"
Unexpectedly, Jiang Ying listened to it, but her lips were abnormally curved and she smiled slightly.
Fang Xinyuan was frightened by her laughter - could this really be thinking that he was for her!
Although, although he was a little confused for a while, he was not sure what he was for......
Just wanted to open his mouth to explain a few more words, but he heard Jiang Ying whisper to him: "Thank you, Fang Xinyuan." β
"......" Fang Xinyuan was stunned for a while.
How long had it been since he had heard Jiang Er speak to him in such a friendly and gentle voice?
It seems that since I came to Suzhou. This is the first time in history......
It's been so long that he can't even remember the shy, timid, red and hot look of Jiang Er when he faced him.
Wrong...... He's, he's in ...... Nostalgia?
But what is there to be nostalgic about!
Young Fang suddenly felt that his mind seemed to have faint signs of fever.
For the next two whole days, Jiang Ying was almost invisible in Yijiang Spring.
In the past two days, she went out early and returned late to follow Fang Xinyuan around to collect herbs, which can be said to be within a radius of dozens of miles from Jinyun Street. I rummaged through them.
However, for two whole days, nothing was found.
Rao is like this, and Jiang Ying is not discouraged at all.
Although the food is tasteless, try to eat when you should eat and sleep when you should sleep.
She may not know much about the truth, but she also understands that when it comes to this kind of thing. Crying and screaming and seeking death and life will not play any role.
As long as there is still hope, she can't give up.
The next morning.
Just as the blue-gray sky in the east burst out with the first rays of golden light, Jiang Ying pushed open the window.
Today is the day of Lee's funeral.
Zhuang's situation obviously couldn't be there, so she could only go over alone to see Li off for the last time.
After washing. Jiang Ying picked out a plain white skirt with silver dark lines, and only a silver hairpin was placed on her bun, and the rest of the jewelry was not touched, and she was extremely pure.
When Jiang Ying came to Peach Blossom Town, it was only an hour.
There are white silks hanging on both sides of the gate of the Song family, standing at the door and looking in, you can see the courtyard that has no time to tidy up, and the courtyard is shelved with all the items needed for the funeral.
Look inside. It was the hall that was cleaned up and temporarily used as a mourning hall, and in the center was a freshly painted coffin, and the word "lay" in gold letters on a black background was extremely dazzling. The white paper on both sides stood there quietly, quiet but heavy.
Jiang Ying looked at this scene, and it was difficult to hide the sadness in her heart.
In fact, the recent funeral is not only for the Song family, not only for Peach Blossom Town, but for the entire Suzhou City. It has become a common sight.
Jiang Ying stood quietly outside the door for a long time, until a familiar and weakened figure appeared in the hall.
"Why did you come so early. It's cold outside, so come in. Song Chunyue, dressed in filial piety, stood within the threshold of the hall. Looking at Jiang Ying, she said hoarsely.
Jiang Ying looked at this scene, and it was difficult to hide the sadness in her heart.
In fact, the recent funeral has become a common sight not only for the Song family, not only for Peach Blossom Town, but for the entire Suzhou City.
Jiang Ying stood quietly outside the door for a long time, until a familiar and weakened figure appeared in the hall.
Why did you come so early, it's cold outside, come in quickly. Song Chunyue, who was dressed in filial piety clothes, stood in the threshold of the hall and looked at Jiang Ying and said in a hoarse voice.
Jiang Ying looked at Song Chunyue, who had lost weight and had a haggard face after a few days, and her heart was complicated. For a moment I couldn't think of any words of comfort.
"Why don't you come in and help me wash the vegetables?" Seeing Jiang Ying standing still, Song Chunyue reluctantly hooked the corners of her lips and said, "Although there are not many people who come today, it is estimated that there are still two tables, and I can't handle it alone." β
It turned out to be comforting Jiang Ying in turn.
Jiang Ying realized this, and was slightly stunned, then pursed her lips and nodded and said, "Okay." β
After saying that, he walked towards Song Chunyue.
When she came to the hall, Jiang Ying saw Song Chunfeng kneeling behind a row of paper bundles, throwing paper money into the brazier with her head down.
As soon as Jiang Ying walked in, he raised his head as if he had been inquiring.
"Sakura Sakura is here." Song Chunfeng stopped what he was doing, looked up at Jiang Ying and said.
Jiang Ying nodded, took the filial piety cloth handed by Song Chunyue and hung it around her neck.
Song Chunfeng also stood up, took three sticks of incense and handed them to Jiang Ying.
Jiang Ying lit the incense on the white wax burning on one side, raised her hands, and bowed to the coffin three times in a row.
Thinking of the good things that Li had done to him in the past, when he raised his head again, the scene in front of him had become hazy.
In another hour, the Li family will be buried in the ground.
But Jiang Ying felt that she would never forget Aunt Li in her life, the person who gave her meat to eat for the first time after she came to this strange time and space.
Jiang Ying wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeves without a trace, lest she be touched by Song Chunfeng and Song Chunyue.
"Spring Breeze-"
Suddenly, Jiang Ying heard a familiar voice behind her.
"Spring Moon, Jiang Ying......" Liang Wenqing shouted as she walked over, fortunately, although she was used to being arrogant and indulgent on weekdays, she still knew that she had to take into account the rules of the deceased in front of the mourning hall, and her voice was very soft.
Song Chunfeng didn't hear it and knelt back on the futon.
Liang Wenqing didn't care about his attitude at all, and she also knew what kind of grief it was to lose her mother, so when she looked at Song Chunfeng at this moment, she only felt empathy in her eyes.
"In another hour, the relatives of several families should come over, let's go to the kitchen to prepare first......" Song Chunyue said to Jiang Ying and Liang Wenqing.
It stands to reason that Song Chunyue, as a married daughter, would not have been able to handle these things, but Song Chunfeng has not married yet, and there is not even a female dependent in the family.
Naturally, Song Chunyue did not have any complaints.
For her, that's what she was supposed to do.
"I, I'll put incense on my aunt first." Liang Wenqing said busily, for fear that Song Chunyue would deprive her of the opportunity to spend more time with Song Chunfeng through Shangxiang.
Song Chunyue nodded, didn't say anything, there was no trace of blood on her pale and sharpened face, and the wide filial piety clothes seemed to be hanging on her body, as if she was about to fall down when the wind blew.
Jiang Ying glanced at her face, frowned worriedly, and then said, "Chunyue, otherwise, I'll go to the kitchen to prepare first, you go back to the room to rest, wait for someone to come over, and I'll call you later." β
"I don't need to." When she said this, Song Chunyue's tone was a little sassy and refreshing, but the tiredness and hoarseness in her voice couldn't be covered.
Jiang Ying frowned and said, "But your face is ......."
However, as soon as she spoke, she was interrupted by Song Chunyue, and Song Chunyue said without negotiation: "Don't talk about me, how much better can you be?" In the past two days, you have worked hard for your aunt's illness, don't talk nonsense, let's do our best to clean up together, and we can rest as soon as possible. β
These words are really refreshing and light-hearted.
But the truth is quite the opposite......
Perhaps it was these overly refreshing words that completely consumed Song Chunyue's last remaining strength, so as soon as her words fell, she felt that the world was spinning-
"Spring Moon!"
Jiang Ying was taken aback, and hurriedly reached out to support half of Song Chunyue's shoulder.
When I looked down again, I saw that the person had already passed out with his eyes closed......
Say yes and do your best together, and then rest together as soon as possible!
Jiang Ying wanted to cry and looked at Song Chunyue in her arms without tears, and said to Song Chunfeng and Liang Wenqing: "Go find Langzhong, Chunyue has fainted!" β
"What, passed out again!" Song Chunfeng frowned and stood up.
Jiang Ying and Liang Wenqing were stunned.
What is ...... called? Passed out again?
"I've been fainting more than ten times in the past few days...... persuaded her to rest and refused to listen, and asked a doctor yesterday, saying that she was overworked, and she would be fine after a rest. Song Chunfeng sighed and said, "If you are dizzy, you will be dizzy, and if you are dizzy, it is okay to help people in and lie down, and you don't need to ask any doctors." β
Jiang Ying glanced at Song Chunyue with a complicated expression, and had to work with Liang Wenqing to help the person into the intermittent.
This morning, it was again out of the coffin for burial, and it was again to prepare wine and food to entertain the relatives of the Song and Li families, Jiang Ying and Liang Wenqing were very busy.
Liang Wenqing is happy.
She felt that as a result, the relationship between her and Song Chunfeng had invisibly risen to a new level.
This is not Liang Wenqing's delusion, but the fact...... (To be continued)