Chapter 6 (26) "63 Stickers" (II)

The scroll unfolded. The first thing that caught Shang Cheng's eye was a line of small words:

"Third brother, see the letter like a meeting. Yu has been transferred back from Quzhou, and he ...... because of the incident."

Shang Cheng only glanced at it, and his brows suddenly condensed together. It is not because this book is written in the dignified and majestic Wei tablet style, nor because the beginning and end of the strokes make him feel like he has a sense of familiarity, but because of the content of this book. Third brother, Quzhou ...... He suppressed the inexplicable consternation in his heart and hurriedly looked down.

“…… I can't thank you in person, and I hope the third brother will forgive me. There is a matter of invitation today, and the third brother Ji assists. If you have 36,300 money left, please hand it over to Uncle Zhuzi, and please inform Uncle Zhu that it is better to buy a house sooner rather than later. I also ask the third brother to declare the joints to Uncle Zhu on my behalf, so that things will be fine. Lacking. ”

He read the book three times in a row, from beginning to end.

How can this be? How is this possible?

There is no doubt that this is the note he left to Gao Xiaosan at the Liu Ji Warehouse in Yixian County the year before last. But how could it be...... How could it be...... No, it can't be! When pigs fly! How did a sticky note become "63 Stickers"? It's just too much, too ...... It's incredible, and it's ridiculous......

I don't know how much time has passed, he raised his head, tried to keep himself calm and calm, and said to Huo Shiqi with a forced smile: "Uncle, you are joking with me......" At this time, he found that there seemed to be a lump of cotton wool in his throat, and his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't even distinguish himself. He swallowed hard and said dryly, "...... Where did you get this note? ”

"This is the facsimile of "63 Stickers" sent by Lu Bofu."

…… It was late at night. The cool night breeze with the smell of wheat from the farmland outside the city soothefully strolls through the streets and alleys. After a day of noisy city, with longing and hope for tomorrow, it gradually fell asleep......

In this quiet moment, Shang Cheng wore a short-sleeved gown without a button, and walked alone in the grove in the backyard of the old post house. In the dimness, the branches of the trees that were about to wither swayed gently in the night breeze; The wind stirred the fallen leaves of the forest, rolling around on the ground with a rustling sound. The autumn insects lurking in the barley are desperately singing in the last hours before the cold winter comes. A few dog barks came from somewhere outside the courtyard walls, which seemed particularly clear and piercing in this quiet and peaceful autumn night...... The cloth shoes dragged on the stone path were silent; Through the dense soles of his shoes, he could feel the cold, hard slate beneath his feet. Sometimes he paced slowly with his head down, and sometimes he stopped abruptly and looked up at the vast night sky. In the endless depths of the night sky, the stars twinkled, like brilliant silver nails dotted on a huge bluestone slab. The moon peeked out from behind a dark cloud, staring coldly at the quiet world. Under the cold light of the moon, the earth seemed to be covered with a silver veil, and everything became hazy and blurred......

"Third brother, see the letter like a meeting. Yu has been transferred back from Quzhou, and he ...... because of the incident."

With these familiar words, some things that had long been engraved in the deepest part of his memory gradually became clear in his mind. Uncle Zhuzi, Shan Wazi, Shan Wazi's aunt and daughter, Xiao Shi, Wang Putou, Kou Zhuan, neighborhoods Yao Laosan, Brother Liu, and Liu's sister-in-law...... Countless figures swayed before his eyes. The honest and wooden uncle Zhuzi, the simple and cunning mountain baby, the soft and loving mother-in-law, and the shy and simple little stone...... The image of each person is so vivid and vivid that it seems that they are walking with him now; They were laughing with him, talking to him, caring for him, and taking care of him...... Of course, how could this be missing his dearest wife. Through the hazy teary eyes, he could see his beloved Lianniang standing in front of him. Her face still retains the luster of her girlhood, and her marble-smooth skin shines with happiness and pride; She gazed at him affectionately with a pair of large, talking eyes:

"Do you miss me?"

Tears immediately welled up in his eyes. His lips trembled so much that he couldn't speak, and let hot tears run down his cheeks.

Think about it one by one. My dearest person, I miss you all the time......

"I miss you too......" The wife's big bright eyes seemed to have a layer of fog floating in them. With tears in her eyes, she lifted the doll in her arms, "This is our doll." Look, how much he resembles you! Just as handsome as you......" In his wife's tear-stained smile, his son, who was exactly the same as in the photo when he was a child, immediately stretched out two thin arms to him.

He couldn't help but stretch out his strong arms. Son, my son......

But his outstretched hand didn't grasp anything!

When he came to his senses, he realized that he had reached the end of the stone path, and stood at the edge of the pond, and if he took another step forward, he would fall into the pool. There is no wife, no son in sight, only a pool of water lilies, and a broken moon shadow rippling in the wind in the lotus leaf pond. The weeping willows by the pond shivered in fear in the cold autumn night; The wind swept through the branches, and the trees in the forest shrank and let out a faint whimper; The unknown worm was still sighing long and short.

He gritted his teeth and stood by the pond. The longing for his loved ones gnawed at his heart like a poisonous snake, and the hatred of his enemies flooded through his chest like a flood. Bitter hatred and intense love collided violently in his body like two rushing rivers, with a thunderous roar. His face was horribly distorted, and even in the dim pale moonlight, the flames of two diametrically opposed fierce emotions were intertwined and burned in his eyes; His hands and feet twitched like chaff; His mouth was wide open, but he couldn't make even the slightest sound, and could only scratch his chest desperately......

O my dear!

His legs could no longer support his heavy body. He fell to his knees on the edge of the pond in agony, holding the barley in both hands, sobbing silently, and ** in despair......

It was the monotonous and rhythmic sound of banging in the distance that dragged him back to reality from the boundless dark abyss.

Instead of standing up immediately, he knelt on the grass and slowly wiped away the snot and tears from his face until he felt that his emotions were completely under control. He stared at the clear night sky in a daze, and let out a long breath. All the fiery feelings that had been buried in my heart for a long time seemed to gradually subside with this long sigh; Calmness and composure returned to his body. In the next moment, he changed from a weak and tender man, an avenger wrapped in anger, to a calm, calm and persistent Yanshan fake admiral.

He stood by the pond and warned himself once again in his heart: don't let hatred blind you, don't let bloody killing be your motto; Remember, you are not an ordinary person who has the right to love and hate as you like, you have your responsibilities; You are the Admiral of Yanshan, and you carry 1.8 million people in 29 counties in Yanshan Weisan Prefecture on your shoulders, and your every move may affect countless people and countless families, so you need to be calm, more cautious, and more cautious. Your duty is to protect these good people from the humiliation and trampling of the past, so that the dark clouds of war will never again hang over this land, so you must be stronger, harder, and more energetic to face the difficult challenges that are coming......

He turned, and prepared to return to his little courtyard to attend to the business that he had not had time to attend to in the afternoon.

He froze all at once!

There were two people standing not far behind him!

He immediately recognized them, it was Yue'er and Pan'er. The two girls looked at him with teary eyes. It can be seen that the two of them have already come, and they have cried with him.

He wasn't ashamed of the cowardice he exposed to their personalities. On the contrary, what swells in his chest is a kind of pride and pride that can be generated by being cared for and loved by his relatives, and it is a warm current of affection and warmth. He rubbed his cheeks, which were a little numb, and said to the two girls with a smile: "If I cry, you will cry too?" Why are you both crying? ”

Yue'er grinned, ran over and grabbed the corner of his clothes, and cried out loud. Pan'er also squatted on the ground, covering her head with her arms over her head and crying.

"Don't cry, don't cry! It's okay, it's okay. He immediately panicked, hurriedly pulled his gown and clumsily took turns wiping their tears, and it took a long time to persuade the two girls to stop. Don't cry. It's all big girls, what do you say with snot on your face all day long? This ugly look, it depends on how you find your in-laws in the future! How did you find this place? ”

Yue'er was amused by his words, and said with tears on her face: "Who said that you want to find your mother-in-law's house?" After a pause, she added, "You haven't taken the pill tonight." ”

The damn pill again?

Shang Cheng's face immediately wrinkled into a sheet of dead bark......