Sun Ziming finally woke up, the room was very dark and cold, and weakly pulled the thin and stiff quilt on his body, wrapping himself a little tighter. This is the only quilt here, and in the southern winter, the air is cold.

Just as I wanted to get some sleep, there was a sound of 'bangbang' in the courtyard, and the hoarse voice of the third brother sounded.

"There is a guest, why are you two here? Please, please".

The old voice of the sixth aunt sounded, "Hey, the old Sun family finally got a college student, everyone is counting on him to glorify his ancestors, but I didn't expect ......"

Sun Tzu is incomprehensible, isn't he a good person? There was a confusion of memory, and great grief welled up in my heart, as if a pair of big hands pinched my heart, and the strength of my whole body was withdrawn.

My thoughts gradually returned to more than 20 years ago, when I got the admission letter from Yenching University that day, my father was overjoyed and suddenly fainted. After walking the Qili Mountain Road to the health center, my father choked as soon as he was sent to the emergency room. Recalling this, Sun Ziming couldn't help but be grief-stricken, his mother had a difficult birth, and his father pulled himself up with a handful of and urine. finally got admitted to the university by himself, but he died without a day of happiness.

The father and son were connected, and the grandson numbly carried his father back to his home seven or eight miles away, and he didn't even let his cousin want to help, and he fainted when he got home. At noon the next day, when Sun Ziming woke up, the house had been decorated into a mourning hall, and he had not closed his eyes for three days and three nights. After burying his father, Sun Ziming fell seriously ill, fainted and woke up, and the whole person was in a daze, until he fell on the dining table when he was eating at his uncle's house.

After a commotion outside, a thick voice sounded.

"Your old Sun family bullies people, right? My Juanzi came to your grandson's house, not to be a widow! Juanzi takes off her filial piety clothes and comes home with me! ”

The surroundings were quiet, except for the sound of incense and candles bursting and a burst of cries.

"Brother, don't say it, I'm already married to Brother Ziming, and I'm Brother Ziming's person. Daddy said that we are baby kisses! ”

Juanzi? Why did you marry her again?

As soon as Sun Ziming wanted to speak, he fainted and fainted to death.

But the quarrel outside the house continued, and Juanzi's second brother had to go back, but Juanzi just didn't agree, and other relatives couldn't persuade him.

A sixteen-year-old girl married in order to be happy is difficult enough for the Hu family. Now that her eldest brother wants to take her back, it should be reasonable. The customs in the mountains are excusable, and keeping filial piety is a second marriage, and it will be difficult for the little girl to find someone else in the future.

Hu Juan wants to admit death, and everyone is relieved and not dissuaded. This is also a custom, according to the older generation, this is a chaste martyr, it is to be revered by everyone, and it is also the glory of the old grandson's family!

A few minutes later, Hu Juan's father came, listened to a few words outside the door, and slapped his son in the face when he entered the door.

"Without Third Brother Sun, Juanzi would have let the wolf go! What does Juanzi have to keep filial piety for Ziming? Juanzi, you keep the seven seven for the old grandson's family (one seven is seven days), and you can also repay your grandfather (husband's father) for saving his life! ”

Hu's father made a final decision, and the elders of the old Sun family thanked him one by one, followed by Hu Juan's eldest brother and third brother carrying a wild boar with a foot of 300 catties, and beckoned a few young people to go out to clean up. The Hu family is an orion, and they usually come here to walk around.

At the beginning, the doll was just a joke from two old friends, but I didn't expect the Hu family to not only take it seriously, but also let their grandson Ming die, and they really let Hu Juan keep filial piety for forty-nine days according to local customs!

Sun Ziming has been half dizzy and half awake, and the guests outside have come and gone, and have come and gone. Everyone knows that the Sun family has been mourning one after another, and the family has been surrounded by four walls, and they all put down incense and candles, lay gold and the like and leave, and they don't even want to eat a light meal.

In the afternoon, Sun Ziming's teacher and a few classmates came, and everyone put incense sticks on their students (classmates), looked at the remains in front of the coffin and sighed. Hu Juan knelt down and returned the salute, and the teacher noticed her filial piety, and the elders next to her hurriedly explained that this was Sun Ziming's surviving person.

"Girl, why bother? If a man dies like a lamp goes out, why bother? ”

……

The teacher insisted on seeing the remains of his proud protégé, this was his most proud student, and he was also his first student to be admitted to a prestigious university.

According to local customs, the coffin will not be opened until the funeral, but now it is eighty-five years, and the respect for teachers and education in the bones of the villagers is stronger than customs and habits. Several young men carefully pushed open the coffin, Sun Ziming came to life, and the teachers and classmates couldn't help but burst into tears, and cold tears dripped on Sun Ziming's face.

It's raining? The grandson woke up quietly and tried to open his eyes, and in front of him was the teacher's still young face, and two lines of tears were grief-stricken.

"Teacher Zhang".

Sun Ziming squeezed out a hoarse voice from his throat, the teacher's teary eyes were blurred, and the classmates next to him had sharp eyes, and when they saw Sun Ziming open his eyes and call the teacher, he screamed in fright.

"Blow up the corpse!"

Teacher Zhang and several classmates were so frightened that they took a few steps back, and the people in the room also stared at the coffin in the mourning hall in shock. When a few fingers were placed on the coffin board, the timid woman immediately rushed out the door. Although the men in the room did not escape, they also trembled and gathered together, and even the atheist Teacher Zhang had a snow-white face and trembled.

Hu Juan was also startled when she saw a few fingers on the coffin board, but the heart-rending grief made her fearless, hurriedly walked to the coffin, and looked inside the coffin. Sun Zi Mingzheng was holding the coffin board with one hand, half-lying down and sitting up, exhaling white air between his mouth and nose. Hu Juan couldn't help but be ecstatic in her heart: "Alive, Brother Ziming is alive, the dead won't breathe!" ”

Standing on tiptoe and leaning into the coffin to hug Sun Ziming, Hu Juan couldn't help crying.

"Brother Ziming is not dead, Brother Ziming is not dead! He woke up, Brother Ziming woke up! ”

Sun Ziming half lay in Hu Juan's warm arms, trembling and wiping the tears on that little face with his hands, comforting: "Juanzi, don't cry, Juanzi don't cry......"

Sun Ziming, who was extremely weak, fainted again after a while, and before fainting again, he comforted the little girl in front of him and said, "Don't cry, I'm not dead, right?" ”

Hu Juan hugged Sun Ziming, who had fainted, and cried mournfully. Since he was a child, he has known that he is his future husband, and he has been regarded as his future husband since he was a child, although she doesn't know what her husband does. More than ten years have already made her heart full of this person, regardless of the dissuasion of several brothers, marrying Chongxi, also based on more than ten years of deep-rooted emotions.

In the past three or four months, she has taken care of him without regrets, always dreaming that one day he will wake up, as for whether he can marry her again when he wakes up, she has not considered it at all.

But yesterday, as soon as Brother Ziming took his last breath, the sister-in-law who had not yet passed the door carried her uncle behind her back and asked her to hand over all the things in the house, as if she was afraid that she would bring the field back to her parents' house. Those mean words made her very sad and embarrassed, but she was speechless with a pungent personality. Even if the woman hasn't passed the door yet, she is the daughter-in-law of the Sun family, but her man is gone, and if the man is gone, she doesn't have the right to speak.

Now, Brother Ziming is awake! As long as he still has a breath, he is his own man, he is the pillar of this family, and others can't bully him!

There was another big chaos in the mourning hall, and Hu Juan, who had come to her senses, carried Sun Ziming out of the coffin, and she didn't know where Lu Dao's thin body got so much strength. Teacher Zhang had the courage to touch Sun Ziming's nose, breathing slightly, and was also ecstatic, beckoning his student to step forward and take him to the bed.

It is not a common thing for people to come back from the dead in the countryside, nor is it something that they have never heard or seen, and the relatives who came back to their senses hurriedly helped to dismantle the mourning hall and the outside of the mourning shed.

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