"Ling'er got into the wedding car with my support, which was a convoy rented from outside the mountain. Her brother and sister-in-law are also in the ranks of sending off new ones. Ash lowered her head and said nothing, following the car where Ling and I were sitting, as if it knew that I had created the beginning of this tragedy. "The butterfly's expression of speaking is expected to be Ai Ai's, to the clouds and mist of the full stream, and to the stacked cui of Meng Guling.

Zhang Bo and Zhou Guang both realized what was going on, so they let Butterfly continue.

After Ling'er got married, her belly grew bigger and bigger day by day, and they all said that she was pregnant in October and gave birth, but she was pregnant in July and gave birth in one day. There is a saying in the countryside that it is not true, so it does not arouse anyone's suspicion that it was born two months early. The Lin family was overjoyed, and put the wedding rice in ten villages for three days, each family had a bowl of rice, plus an egg, which means that they can become adults and be happy. The butterfly went on and on, talking about the joyful verse.

"In the past, it took seven months to be fully developed, let alone ten months." Zhang Bo said.

"One day, the baby was anemic, and went to the county hospital outside the mountain to take a blood test, and when the blood type of the parents was tested, the baby boy was a rare panda blood, and Lin Wensheng was type 0, Ling'er was type B, but the birth was type AB, I don't know what the specific type is, anyway, it's not the right type, Lin Zhisheng was angry, for the sake of the face of his classmates, for the sake of the husband and wife, let Ling'er go back to her parents' house first, and discuss divorce." The heart of the butterfly can't fly, and it is as heavy as Meng's Zhouling.

Zhang Bo sighed: "The world is hot and cold. ”

However, Ling'er was able to go there with the child in her arms, and she was isolated and had to go home. From one village to the last village, how long the way home was, and people came out of the streets and alleys of every village to see him, and occasionally walked by the gate of someone's house, and every family had to use poles and grass to burn behind her buttocks. Prevent bad luck. Some asked: Ling'er, the seed you borrowed there is really noble. There were a few mischievous little children, who tore off the soles of their cotton shoes, tied them with ropes, and hung them around her neck. shouted loudly: 'Ling'er broken shoes, broken shoes Ling'er.' Some old men also commented: 'No wonder her family was able to plant thirty acres of orchards, which were originally bought in exchange for the place where the child was born.' borrowed so many kinds, and only a bud came out in the Lin family. She walked through ten villages, and the streets were full of people who were pointing and scolding..., and at last she came to the gate of her mother's house, where she was born and raised. "Butterflies cry tears. To whom did I go? The wind was rushing in front of him, as if it was about to impact the injustice that was going down the mountain and drowning in the depths of the mountain.

Zhou Guang also regretted it and said: "I really shouldn't have protected this matchmaker at the beginning, but I don't know anything about it!" ”

"I followed, and the door to her mother's house was slammed shut as if it were held up by Optimus Prime. The baby cries desperately in his arms, the kind that is weak. She knelt in front of the gate for a day and a night, and the door of the house would not open. Only Gray screamed like madness in the hospital. She staggered to her feet, blood biting out of her lips, and she laughed coldly and shouted, 'Gray, I'm gone!' Discouraged heard it and was angry. The anger against its owner rushed out of the two-meter-high wall and circled around Ling'er and her mother. My heart was broken, and I stoned the door of her house, and people live in the world. It's not as good as Grey. My heart was crossed, and Ling'er was pulled to my house, grandma knew my thoughts, made lotus bud noodles and waited at home, Ling'er ate very calmly, ate very happily, and breastfed the child, and gave half of it to Gray before eating.... The butterfly said, and continued, speaking like flowing clouds and water, and like a sad autumn wind. It is like a mountain stream under the cliff of broken love, the wind whistling and rolling up, the white mist seems to be the soul of Ling'er's mother and son's grievances, everyone can't help but shiver, and Gray Er is also very surprised, straightening his neck and shins, straightening his ears, and widening his eyes .......

"My grandmother said that on the mountain pass outside the mountain, there is a small village facing the sun, where is my mother's family, my mother's nephew is doing well, Ling'er can go up there to settle down, and I will talk about it slowly in the future. Ling'er agreed, saying that she would go early the next morning, and when I woke up the next morning, there was a suicide note on the table, and Sister Chi'er had also seen this suicide note. I got out of bed with all my might, and the child was taken away, and the gray child in front of the bed was gone. "The butterfly seems to be burning both physically and mentally, taking out its internal organs and putting them in the fire to burn, and the complexion is indescribable.

"How did you know she was here? Zhang Bo asked, his heart as heavy as lead.

"The suicide note didn't write to go to the cliff of broken love, that day I went with her to sell dates, and the money from selling dates was used as the travel expenses, and when I said at the time of parting, if there is no way out, she will go to Huangquan Road and jump off the cliff." The butterfly said, and Ash lay down again, with her hooves on her lap.

"So, I caught up from the West Road Wanghailing, when I chased here, she held the child, was standing on this cliff of broken love, turned back to me and said: 'I thought that my child would have hope, now whoever takes it in will slowly die, my only hope is gone, I have seen through life, jokes have become my destination, if there is an afterlife in this life, we are still good sisters, good classmates. I said, 'Ling'er, don't do anything stupid, the tree will die, the man will live, and time will explain everything.' She said: Don't persuade me, don't get too tired, you can sing me a song! I asked: 'Sing what?' She said, 'Everybody says, 'Oh,' and I said, 'Don't dance,' and I'll sing!" 'Ash is also by her side. I shouted in a hurry: Gray, bite Ling'er. Gray Er was very obedient, and turned her head to bite the corner of Ling'er's pants and dragged it. So I rushed forward. She threw the child down the cliff and quickly crouched down. Drag the ashes away. Lean back on your own. Wave to me. Drift to the mountain stream. I arrived with my feet in front of my feet. Ash wants to jump too. I grabbed it by the tail and dragged it. "The hair of the butterfly is fluttered by the wind. Like a sad song like a cry, flying in the infinite sky.

Zhou Guang burst into tears when he heard this, he reached out to pull up the butterfly, and Jing was speechless.

"I really can't wait to jump down and get Ling'er's mother and son back." Zhou Guang beat his chest a little and finally said.

"The education I received in school is relatively simple, and once I go out into society, I can't help it. Young people in society should have the opportunity to re-study and receive re-education, and in every locality, groups of different sizes should be organized, writers should not follow literature, and doctors should have the ability to take double responsibility. Alas, Ling'er's death has written the sorrow and ignorance of this generation. "Zhang Bo has resentment, the resentment of love.

"Ling'er likes to listen to my songs the most, and I sing a song to Ling'er." The butterfly no longer sheds tears, said.

"Sing, may her soul hear your singing." Zhou Guang said.

"Sing it to her, you are good sisters and classmates." Zhang Bo said that the sound is like the sound of heaven.

"Everyone said hey, Yimeng Mountain is good, Yimeng Mountain is good, good scenery..." The butterfly's song has made great progress, with intonation and rhyme, and sincerity, thanks to a teaching from her eldest brother. Tears flowed again.

"Love and hate in a moment." Zhou Guang remembered a lyric in "The Drunken Concubine".

"There are no young and old people on Huangquan Road, Ling'er went to send herself away first, Meng Gu forbade the red face and tears, and did not remember Qiantang Su Xiaoxiao. In the future, such things will not happen. Society is advancing, Chang'e is ascending to heaven, science is developing, and gray children can understand human feelings. Zhang Bo expressed his feelings.

The butterfly is still singing, singing to Ling'er: "... The wind blows the bottom of the grass, see the cattle and sheep... ”

"Big brother, let's go back." Zhou Guang returned to reality. Say.

"Return, Ling'er's matter is very touching. It is hateful, loved, sympathetic, and incomprehensible. Zhang Bo was puzzled by this character.

"People's stupidity, if this is handled properly, will not lead to tragedy." Zhou Guang said. Analyse.

"You're right, the weakness of butterflies is great, in fact, people who really can't bear the bad customs of society, this kind of problem will happen, this kind of death, fully exposes the fragility of people, in a word, lack of knowledge, butterfly's grandmother has the ability to be flexible. The knowledge of life. Zhang Bo said.

"I also agree, listening to modern songs, doing the things of the ancients, singing modern songs, and chasing the soul of feudalism." Zhou Guang criticized reality and analyzed the reasons for Ling'er's tragedy.

"Death, everyone can die, but you can't do stupid things that refuse to cross Jiangdong." Zhang Bo said.

"How did you contact Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu." Zhou Guang was puzzled and scratched his scalp with his hand.

"Xiang Yu pulled out the mountain and was defeated by Liu Bang, if he returns to Jiangdong, and then regrouped and accepts the lesson, can Liu Bangyan be undefeated? If Ling'er doesn't die, she asks the Women's Federation for help and goes out of the mountain to fight again, not necessarily without a way to struggle. Right and wrong, leave it to those who are willing to comment. High school students are literate and can always find a new beginning. "Zhang Bo's sensible decomposition.

"Big brother's new ideas, new insights, admiration." Zhou Guang smiled. Small eyes, white face.

"Butterfly, stop singing, let's take Ash down the mountain." Zhou Guang shouted.

The butterfly stopped singing, squatted down, and said to Gray Er beside her, "Don't wait, Ling'er won't come back, come home with me." When to think, when to come again. ”

Gray seemed to understand, turned around, and followed the three of them back, no longer sad.

To be continued. (To be continued......)