Qinghe raised her eyes to look at her lover, hoping to get an ideal answer, even if it was just a comfort, but all she saw was the same helplessness, the same sadness. this

It made her desperate. She almost wanted to grab the ground with her head, crying and turning, but she really didn't have the strength.

In the moment before she lost confidence and was completely desperate, Ah Long suddenly held her in his arms, his arms were full of strength, and his voice was gentle and resolute: "Qinghe, don't be sad, don't be discouraged, you still have me." I will be with you for the rest of my life, keeping my promise and never parting. ”

Aaron's embrace was warm, and his kiss was full of joy.

Qinghe was very relieved and grateful, but when she thought of her children, she still wept like rain.

After all, the person she loves the most is her Aaron, and she finally regained her strength, and finally felt his love, which is incomparable.

Yes, Aaron's love is her only and her possession, allowing her to escape death and let her ask for nothing else.

But a moment later, she thought of the madness of the world, the upside-down desires, the hot-blooded children, and the persistent dreams. I feel infinitely frightened, infinitely panicked, and infinitely depressed.

Aaron kissed tenderly, and began to reshape her body and mind again.

Qinghe saw Sha Chenhai rippling in the spring breeze, and saw Biluo Bay wandering in the autumn rain; Qinghe saw the undulating mountains and the lush trees; Qinghe felt the fiery red kapok dancing in the morning breeze, and felt the turquoise grass singing in the sunset.

Aaron looked at her with a smile, and through the kind morning light, it seemed as if he had returned to that first meeting, at her best years.

Qinghe wide-sleeved robe, tattered clothes, but can't hide the peerless beauty. She held a slingshot in her hand, her eyes were bright, and she smiled: "Big brother is bright and fair, courageous, if you can go back to Nanyu with me, you will be able to sleep peacefully, eat and stop eating, speak frankly, and do heroic things." You don't have to kill anyone, you don't have to worry about being killed, it's really fun. ”

Qinghe thought about it, tilted his head, and fell asleep again.

Ah Long's heart sank suddenly, everything dissipated, and she was the only one in his eyes. Ignore the danger of the king, no longer see the worries of the whole country, only look forward to each other, only willing to stay together: "Qinghe, I will accompany you back to Yu!" Be with you for a lifetime! Whenever! Anywhere! ”

Yes, I will never be treacherous again! You'll never be poisoned by cold again! I have the time of my life to give you all love; I have a lifetime to rewrite a lifetime of love!

In her dream, the Qinghe people looked up, and there stood her lover, to be exact, the one who loved her the most. At that moment, she was very puzzled: "In this life, I have never seriously thought that his love is far better than that of his parents and brothers and sisters." My parents, brothers and sisters have loved me for 16 years, but he wants to love me and spoil me for 60 years, or even more! As long as I'm alive! But what did I give him? ”

Qinghe regretted not being at the beginning: "What I gave Ah Long was only a deliberate robbery!" Calculated blackmail! I love carefully, love cautiously, love stingy, love shrewd, lest I invest more and return less. A little more reluctance, a little less is annoying.

Aaron never cared! No one will be like him, consciously willing and tireless, combing my hair and washing my face, dressing me and undressing me, cooking and washing dishes for me, and folding quilts and curtains for me every day.

But I was never satisfied, and I was always unwilling. One of my hearts just wants to keep the years, keep the laughter, keep the play, but I didn't expect that one day, Aaron will give birth to a head full of gray hair.

Yes, Aaron is old! Yes, no one can compete with the years! Not even Aaron! Even heroes don't make it! But will he regret it? The years of youth, the years of blood, and the years of wind and clouds have all been given to me selflessly!

I was a consumer, a waster, never a devotee, never a cherisher! ”

Qinghe is full of remorse in her dream, and she just wants to get back to the past and love again. Simply ignore the future and strive to grab the past. However, looking for thousands of degrees in a dream is just in vain, and the more I think about it, the more I regret it, and the more I think about it, the more painful it becomes.

Finally, Qinghe is good at self-repair, and after the dream is long, the pain is finally alleviated, and the sadness finally fades. I can't help but feel encouraged and relieved. Ignore the great truth between heaven and earth, and only recall the subtle feelings of the past.

Slowly, Ah Long's face changed in every way, into Dilong's honest smile, into Xiaoyu'er's naughty words, and into the innocence of Lufu's nature.

Qinghe raised her starlight eyes in her dream and looked at her Ah Long, full of determination and confidence: "I will definitely make the children change their minds!" At the beginning, I was able to confuse Ah Long's heart by relying on hypocrisy, but now why can't I rely on sincerity and sincerity to confuse his children? ”

Thinking of this, she was devastated again, because in her sleep, she saw her son's smiling face. Full of sunshine, full of vitality, blooming innocence, full of style, brighter and brighter, more and more realistic.

He held his head high and looked down on the world, and he was even more proud: "I want to make the battlefield of Northern Tartar become a place covered by the blue sky!" ”

Qinghe woke up again and found that the surroundings were snow-white, with snow-white beds, snow-white walls, and snow-white windows. She looked anxiously, and her heart was a little relieved, Aaron was by her side.

However, how did Aaron change? How did he put on the clothes of a modern man?

Why is Ah Long's hair so short, and it has two sideburns?

Qinghe wanted to open his mouth to ask, but he didn't have the strength to speak.

The only thing that remains unchanged is Aaron's eyes, you see, they are still so dark, still so bright.

Ah Long smiled slightly: "Qinghe, you finally woke up, I have been waiting for this day for eighteen years!" ”

The sky thundered, and it would not make Qinghe so surprised: "What? So many joys and sorrows, it turned out that I had a dream for 18 years? ”

She opened her mouth, but still couldn't say anything.

Aaron pointed to the measuring instrument on the side of the bed, smiled and said, "You have been sleeping since you fell into the water eighteen years ago. A few days ago, the doctor looked at the machine and said that you have signs of life, and the emperor really lived up to my expectations. ”

Qinghe's eyes blurred when he heard this: "Ah Long, in the past eighteen years, you have been lonely?" ”

Ah Long said softly: "Qinghe, in the past eighteen years, I have never been alone, because I have always been by your side. ”

Qinghe was finally able to speak: "Aaron, is that car of people saved?" ”

Ah Long was a little excited: "Qinghe, all the people in the carload have been saved." You have slept for eighteen years, and you have returned eighteen lives. ”

After speaking, Aaron was still sad: "It's just that you have more than a dozen fractures all over your body, and now I don't know how to recover." ”

Qinghe smiled slightly: "As long as I can see Ah Long again, anything is fine." ”

Yes, it's really good to be able to meet in a dream, but she really doesn't have the strength, and this dream can't last longer.

Slowly, the world fell into darkness, and Qinghe sank into a nightmare again.

I don't know how long it will take, it may be a day, it may be thousands of years, Qinghe woke up again and regained his sight.

But it's really strange in front of me, why is everything upside down?

Handstand portraits, handstand faces, upside-down tables and chairs, etc., what is painted on that portrait? It's actually Chairman Mao!

His eyes are big and intent, and his smile is infectious.

Only, what year is it?

Qinghe struggled to look again, and saw two upside-down faces.

With clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, looking at the thirty exits, her hands are really thin.

Another sword eyebrows and tiger eyes, at the same age, have a unique heroic spirit.

"Wait!" Qinghe was infinitely surprised: "Am I actually in the arms of this beautiful thin woman?" She's so thin, so small, and she can hold me with ease! ”

"Oh my God!" Qinghe was extremely surprised: "Why am I so small?" The body length is no more than half a meter! ”

Qinghe's heart is like oil: "I look like this, how can I see my Ah Long?" If Aaron refuses to admit me, what joy is there in my life? ”

She was not anxious and wanted to scream hard, but she heard her own loud cry!

Looking at the thin man and woman, it is indeed a loving couple. Their conversation was not interrupted by Qinghe's crying, and they couldn't understand the deep anxiety of their daughter's heart.

There is no doubt that the man full of masculinity is Qinghe's father, and he said: "Wei Ying, for the sake of the revolution, we really can't afford to raise this child." ”

Qinghe listened to his father's words, and there was more anger in his sorrow: "What does it mean to not be able to raise it? Isn't it natural to raise children? ”

She looked at the portrait of the chairman again, with infinite admiration, and cried even louder: "Chairman Mao, your old man will give a review quickly, as a parent, can you still not raise children?" ”

After asking in my heart, I suddenly remembered: "No, I can't ask Chairman Mao, his old man gave up his six children for the revolution." ”

Just when Qinghe was desperate, she suddenly felt her mother's arms tightened, which made her extra warm and infinitely happy: "Since I can't ask Chairman Mao for help, I can still pin my hope on another person - my mother." “

Qinghe raised her eyes and looked at her mother carefully: "She is really a beauty, although her face is upside down, she can still be so beautiful." But why is her garment so ragged? ”

Blue pants and blue clothes, wide and ill-fitting, and patches Robdding, layer after layer, and the stitches are fine!

Qinghe's heart was not good: "It turns out that I was born in the twentieth century!" ”

She stared at the portrait of Chairman Mao carefully: "I don't know what era it is?" Fifty, sixty, seventy? ”

Qinghe's little head is full of worry: "Now it's not about looking for Ah Long, but whether I can live!" ”

Just when she was suffering from gains and losses, her mother Wei Ying said decisively: "Wenyang, she is my daughter, I can support her when I am born." ”

Qinghe was a little relieved when he heard this, and hurriedly asked his ruthless father with his eyes: "He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his face is full of heroism, not like a bad person, how can he refuse to ask me?" ”

Father Wen Yang looked anxious: "Wei Ying, you persuaded me to keep this child, but that's not what you said. ”

Mother Wei Ying looked displeased: "If I don't say that, you will force me to take the child away." We don't have many children, plus the newborn Qinghe, there are only three. Tell me yourself, is three a lot? Who doesn't want more? ”

"Now that family planning has begun, don't let more children happen, we are all state cadres, why do you have to commit crimes against the wind?"

"What does it mean to commit a crime against the wind? The last time I had a meeting, I asked the county women's director, and she said that it would take at least five years for family planning to become a national policy. ”

Hearing this, Qinghe hurriedly looked at the calendar hanging on the wall. It was a sixty-four-carat thick notebook, and it was the only modern thing in the house.

It's a pity that the words on the calendar are also upside down. Finally, Qinghe relied on the vague memories of her previous life to see the date on it, which seemed to be:

August 1, 1974.

Seeing this, Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief: "Not bad, not bad, good day!" I was actually born on Army Day! In that case, how can it be said that if you abandon it, you will abandon it? If you provoke me, you must go to Premier Zhou! ”

As soon as Qinghe's heart was happy, he stopped crying. Besides, I am too tired to cry all the time, and I need to rest for a while to cry again before I have the strength.

So, Qinghe's eyes looked around. Only then did I see that the walls around me were full of newspapers.

One is the "People's Daily" on February 2, 1974, and the headline on it is very eye-catching: "Carry out the struggle to criticize Lin and Confucius to the end."

Wen Yang frowned and said, "Family planning aside, we really can't afford to raise this child." If you think about it, you teach three grades and six classes, and I teach three grades and six classes, and it turns out that we only have two children, and we are still busy with our heads to the ground and our feet to the sky, and now there is one more, and we can't do it at all. ”

Wei Ying disagreed: "The principal and director of the family are all seven or eight children, and they have all been rushed down, we are just a teacher, but three children, why can't we afford it?" ”

The two husbands and wives fought back and forth, and it was difficult to unify their opinions. Qinghe was anxious when he heard Westinghouse's cough one after another.

Wen Yang's voice lowered suddenly: "You be quiet, don't let your mother hear." She just bleed from the bottom of her eyes yesterday, and she died of pain, just like you, she also made a fuss all night, and now she just fell asleep. ”

Wei Ying looked angry: "I just want to say, I just want my mother to hear it, let my mother comment on us, can parents not have children?" ”

Wen Yang was unswerving: "The more you say, the more reasonable you are?" Why don't you think about reality? At my mother's age, with my mother's body, we all go to work, she is blind, what do you think of our daughter? ”

"Who doesn't have difficulties? Who doesn't have children? ”

"How many times have I told you? The family I was looking for was an old couple with no children and no daughters, they were also dual-income workers, and they had good hearts, but they couldn't treat our daughters badly. ”

"I don't know, my daughter won't give anyone."

Qinghe is too young after all, and his energy is really limited, so he feels that his parents are fighting back and forth, not letting each other go, and he has no clue. She was a little sleepy, and she no longer insisted, and was just about to fall asleep when she heard someone trotting all the way into the east house.

Qinghe came to his senses, opened his eyes and looked carefully, and there were actually two lively and cute babies who came in, a man and a woman, both with big eyes, white faces, and black hair.

Seeing a pair of children, Wei Ying's pale and thin face suddenly showed blood.

The two little babies were very naughty when they wanted to, and on August days, they were all sweating profusely, and they all rushed to Qinghe as soon as they entered the door.

The elder brother had just turned four years old, and he ran ahead, and he was the one who took it: "Qingmeng, let's say okay, no one is allowed to cheat, whoever runs into the house first can hug his sister first." ”

Although my sister is only two years old, she is a woman who does not let her eyebrows: "Qingfeng, this is what you said, I didn't recognize it." I'll hold the baby first. ”

Wei Ying looked at the two baby children, and her heart moved: "Qingfeng, Qingmeng, before you hug your sister, you must first answer a question from your mother." ”

As the eldest son, Qingfeng has a high level of consciousness, and the first little adult is generally determined, setting a good example for his sister Qingmeng, and asking seriously: "Mom, what's the problem?" ”

Wei Ying threw out the key topic: "Dad wants to give his sister away, are you willing?" ”

Qingfeng was just about to speak, but Qingmeng had already begun to answer, but she was too young to understand: "Mom, what is it called giving away?" If you send someone, is my sister still at our house? Will you be back in the future? ”

Wei Ying shook her head again and again: "If you send someone, your sister will never be in our house again, and you will never come back, and you will never have a sister again." ”

Qingfeng was born with super analytical skills, amazing understanding, and extraordinary judgment, and was anxious when he heard this: "Mom, how can you do that?" My sister, how can I give it to someone else? ”

Qingmeng has a strong spirit of resistance, she has always liked Qingfeng and sang the opposite, but unexpectedly, today's life and death are at stake, she can actually have the same hatred with her brother, it is not easy, not only that, she almost began to cry loudly: "No! No one is allowed to send my sister away, not even my father! ”

Qinghe was overjoyed when he saw this: "I have a good brother!" I have a good sister! You guys are amazing! ”

Wen Yang looked displeased: "Wei Ying, what are you talking to the child about this?" What do they all understand? ”

Wei Ying hugged Qinghe tightly in her arms: "All in all, no one wants to take away my little girl." ”

As a result, the two husbands and wives did not speak again, starting a cold war.

Qingfeng and Qingmeng raised their little heads and looked at the faces of their father and mother, they were all deeply distressed.

Qingfeng was a big ghost, and suddenly thought of a good idea, so he sneaked away.

But a moment later, the boy's whispered plea was heard in the Westinghouse, accompanied by a violent cough, and an old lady's roar: "Although I am blind, I am not dead!" Trying to get my granddaughter away unless I get in a coffin! ”

With just this sound, the eldest filial son Wenyang was already trembling with his legs, trembling, and dizzy: "Mom, how can you old man believe the stupid words of a child?" Who said I was going to give my little girl away? ”

As soon as Wen Yang spoke, he regretted it, and felt that he had no silver three hundred taels here, and he didn't dare to go to the Westinghouse to see his mother.

With the sound of getting up with a cloak of "Xi Xi Suo" and the sound of crutches tapping the ground, there was an amazing scene at the door of the east house: a lean, lean, blind and small-footed old lady, supported by a boy with three pieces of tofu, came to Xingshi to ask for guilt.

Wen Yang has never been afraid of heaven and earth, but now his scalp is numb with fright: "Mom, why did you go to the ground?" Don't your eyes hurt? ”