One old and one young continued.

The elderly version of Song Nanzhou said: "You stinky boy, I still have less things for you on weekdays?" You're still going to covet my wrench, beware of me telling your daddy to spank you. ”

The little one said, "Then I will also miss my great-grandmother, and I want to keep a memory." ”

The elderly version of Song Nanzhou's expression softened, and he touched the child's head: "You haven't seen your great-grandmother, what do you think of her, will I believe it or will she believe it?" However, you have to remember your great-grandmother well, and when your great-grandfather dies in the future, I am afraid that no one will remember her in this world. ”

As he spoke, he suddenly wiped away tears, "You can't imagine how cruel your great-grandmother is. After so many years, you can't even find her bones, and you don't even have a place to worship......"

The child sensibly wiped Song Nanzhou's tears, and comforted him with a milky voice: "Great-grandfather, don't be sad, when I grow up, I will help you find it, find the bones of your great-grandmother, I will definitely find it back for you!" ”

"Good! Good! The elderly version of Song Nanzhou had red eyes, trembling hands and holding the child's hand: "She doesn't want to be buried with me, don't force her." I found her, and I ...... Find another feng shui treasure and bury her well. I often go to see her with your grandfather, and she is actually very afraid of loneliness. ”

Wen Xiang looked at the painful appearance of the elderly version of Song Nanzhou's regret, and couldn't help but shake her head, this is a typical loss to know how to cherish!

I don't know what he did to be sorry for his wife, so that his wife abandoned her husband and children and left, and she refused to even be buried with him. This wrong thing will certainly not be a trivial matter.

"Don't worry, great-grandfather, I will take my grandfather to see my great-grandmother often." The child agreed seriously, and his eyes fell on the blood jade wrench in his great-ancestor's hand: "Then great-ancestor, can you give me this wrench?" ”

"No way!" The elderly version of Song Nanzhou not only rejected him again unceremoniously, but also raised his hand and patted him on the head, and said angrily: "How many times have I told you, this wrench is a birthday gift from your great-grandmother, and when I die in the future, I will also bring it to my funeral!" ”

"Why are you carrying it when you're dead?" The child was unscrupulous, touched his sore head and frowned, and said: "My father said that there is a kind of person in this world who goes down to steal the funeral goods of the dead. You went underground with this wrench, and what could you do if someone stole it? ”

"You little crow's mouth!" The elderly version of Song Nanzhou angrily raised his hand to hit him again, "See if I don't beat you up!" ”

The child slid down like a loach and ran away, turning around and grimacing as he ran: "You can't catch me, you can't fight!" ”

The child ran away giggling, and the elderly version of Song Nanzhou sat there with a smile: "You run slowly, don't fall." ”

Seeing that the child ran away, the smile on the corner of Song Nanzhou's mouth in the elderly version disappeared little by little.

He hooked his head, lowered his eyes and looked at the warm and transparent blood jade wrench in his hand that had been rubbed for many years, and only after a long time did he sigh softly.

Although the breath was very light and light, it was like a feather, fluttering into Wen Xiang's heart, and she was inexplicably uncomfortable.

"I was wrong, I really knew I was wrong." In the end, the elderly version of Song Nanzhou hugged the wrench and cried like a child.

It's really ugly to cry like this when you're old.

Wen Xiang thought with disgust.

But her heart is like soaking in sour water, and she wants to cry with her.

……

After making the next plan, Song Nanzhou was about to go to bed to rest, when he heard Wen Xiang let out a sobbing sound.

Song Nanzhou originally didn't plan to pay attention to her, but there was something wrong with her voice, and it was not like the fake hum she usually used to play tricks.

"Hey, wake up." Song Nanzhou stretched out his hand and poked her.

Wen Xiang woke up with a scream: "Who? Who hit me? ”

"Nightmare?" Song Nanzhou didn't answer and asked, "Who robbed me of food in my dream?" Crying so sadly. ”

"Am I really crying?" Wen Xiang was a little incredulous.

"Coax you to have candy to eat?"

"Nope!"

"Then why should I do anything else?"

Wen Xiang looked at his unbeaten death and flattened her mouth: "No wonder your wife will abandon her husband and children and leave you, I still feel sorry for you, and I shed several tears for you." ”

Song Nanzhou looked at her at this time, raised his eyebrows and said, "You dreamed of me?" ”

"Old and ugly you." Wen Xiang deliberately hit him.

In fact, although Song Nanzhou's hair and beard are all white, and his face is full of wrinkles, to be honest, he is really not ugly when he looks like that.

Song Nanzhou was interested, and turned sideways to face her: "You also dreamed of my wife...... My wife? ”

"That's right! If you do something wrong, it's probably not good for others, and they will cruelly abandon you and never see you again. You're crying, your liver and intestines are broken, like a child, with a lot of tears and snot, poor no. Although there is an ingredient of burying, Wen Xiang is also telling the truth.

I saw the corners of Song Nanzhou's mouth twitch, glared at her, and turned his back to Wen Xiang: "Listen to your nonsense." ”

Will he cry for a woman?

"Don't believe it." Wen Xiang was questioned and was very unhappy: "I really dreamed of you, and your lovely little great-grandson." ”

Song Nanzhou didn't look back, and said in a warm and fragrant tone: "Yo, I can live so long, even my great-grandchildren?" Little goblin, I'll do the math for you, I'm twenty now, and I don't even see a shadow of a daughter-in-law. If I had had given birth to a son in two years, I would have been forty or fifty years old by the time my son gave birth. ”

"It's normal to be a grandfather at the age of forty or fifty, young." Wen Xiang said casually: "In our place, we are all very young grandfathers. ”

"When my grandson grows up and gets married, it will take more than ten years." Song Nanzhou calculated to Wen Xiang: "Life is rare for seventy years." ”

"The scourge lasts for a thousand years." Wen Xiang pouted and said, "What is the ancient rarity, you will definitely live to be eighty years old." Eighty years old is nothing, ninety years old, a hundred years old, there is no pressure on you, okay......"

"Who is the scourge?" Song Nanzhou asked sadly.

Said the rising warm incense: "...... I just dreamed of not only you, I also dreamed of the blood jade wrench. Do you know exactly like me? I'll just say that this is definitely a token of love given to you by the girl, and you still don't admit it. You said in my dream that this is your wife's birthday gift, and you have carried it with you for a lifetime, not only when you live, but also when you die, you have to take it to the grave, so that this wrench will accompany you like your old wife - it really touches me affectionately! Hey, tell me, who gave you this wrench? ”

Who is his future wife, the girl who dares to abandon this living Hades, she is really curious!

Song Nanzhou didn't bother to pay attention to her.

"Tell me about it." Wen Xiang sacrificed her crooked kung fu again: "If you don't say it, I will definitely not be able to sleep tonight." I can't sleep, I want to talk to you all the time, and you can't sleep like this. Little brother, just tell me, I swear I won't tell anyone! Say, say, please. ”

Song Nanzhou pulled the thin blanket over his head, pretending that he couldn't hear anything.

"You see how good I am to you, I feel sorry for you for a long time when I see you having a bad time in my dreams." In the dream, Song Nanzhou should be living very well except for being old and his wife running away, look at his clothes, the big garden like a park, even if there are no children and grandchildren, at least the children and grandchildren are around the knees, so it is really not how miserable it is.

"You're not the slightest bit curious about your future wife and children?" Seeing that he was still ignoring him, Wen Xiang continued to mutter: "Don't you want to prevent it in advance, don't do anything wrong in the future to provoke your wife to abandon you?" Let me tell you, you are really sad and regretful in your dreams, and you said that you would rather regret and be sad in the future than talk to me? ”

Song Nanzhou finally couldn't stand her nagging, turned over and sat up, frowned and said: "Didn't I tell you, this wrench was bought casually on the side of the road, and it wasn't given by someone else at all!" ”

Wen Xiang said weakly: "I don't believe it." ”

She always felt that the dream was real and terrible, and she could even see the folds of Song Nanzhou in the dream clearly.

"If you don't believe it, go ask Tang Shaozong." Song Nanzhou dropped this sentence, glared at Wen Xiang and warned: "Don't talk again, otherwise I will throw you out!" ”

Could it be true?

No one sent love tokens to Song Nanzhou at all?

She just had a dream about Nanke?

Wen Xiang was a little disappointed, she thought she had the ability to predict the future.

Looking at Song Nanzhou, who lay down again and became even in less than two minutes, Wen Xiang couldn't help it and didn't dare to bother him again.

He ran for most of the night, and he should have been very tired. Forget it, spare him a good night's sleep!

And think about who she wants to be tomorrow.

……

The next morning, the morning was still dark.

Song Nanzhou woke up, there was no warm fragrance in his ears, he was still a little unaccustomed, and when he saw the blood jade wrench quietly on the bedside table, he habitually reached out and poked it.

There was no movement.

Song Nanzhou frowned, who has this become?

He swore that if she became a man today, she would cry to death, suffocate to death, and he would never help her pee again!

However, until the start of the game, no one rushed to Song Nanzhou in a panic.

Song Nanzhou unconsciously paid attention to everyone around him, and did not find anything unusual.

The brows couldn't help but wrinkle even tighter, where did you go?

Without waiting for him to think about it, Gonggong Zhang, Mu Shizhong and Qin Xiaogongzi had already arrived hand in hand, and he hurriedly stepped forward.

……

Wen Xiang woke up in Xu's Mansion, and she successfully turned into an apricot blossom.

She originally thought about whether to turn into a light rain, because the light rain was very powerful, but she was not sure if the light rain was still in the Xu Mansion, so Wen Xiang had to give her up and let the apricot blossoms.

"Xinghua, where are you going?" The maid who shared the room with Xinghua saw that she was in a hurry to go out, so she called out to her and asked.

"I ......" Wen Xiang was about to make up some reason, but the maid seemed to think of something, "You want to go to the mourning hall again?" ”

Mourning Hall? That's a good reason.

"yes, I'd like to go over and have a look."

The maid paused, with a contemptuous look in her eyes, staring at Wen Xiang inexplicably.

"What are you looking at me like that?"

The maid snorted coldly from her nose: "To be a man, you must be self-aware, especially if we are maids." Now our Xu Mansion has no main mother, but the prime minister also said that he would guard his wife's funeral. What's the use of you getting up like this? ”

Wen Xiang frowned, how did you speak?

"You're not happy if I just say these two things, and those people behind my back are even worse than I am." The maid turned around and left first: "Anyway, I have said everything I should say, you should pay attention yourself, don't let the old lady arrest her, and then she will be killed like Huichun." ”

Wen Xiang was stunned when she heard this, it sounds like a lot of things have happened in Xufu in the past few days?

No matter, go to Xu Shen first and see how he is.

But where is the mourning hall?

Although she has lived in Xu's Mansion for a few days, she has never been anywhere except for Jingyi Courtyard and Mrs. Xu's courtyard, so naturally she doesn't know where the mourning hall is located.

It's hard to open her mouth to ask, so Wen Xiang has to look for it while walking.

Two people died in Xu Mansion one after another - this time, Xu Wenxiang was really dead.

There are white flags and white lanterns hanging everywhere, and the people who come and go in a hurry are all solemn, wearing filial piety clothes, and the huge Xu Mansion does not even speak loudly. Everyone seemed to have become mute overnight, and they even walked and did things lightly and carefully, for fear that one would accidentally upset the master.

In this big mansion, there are only two masters left.

Wen Xiang walked for a long time before finally seeing the mourning hall.

She walked in without squinting, pretending not to see the white eyes and malicious sneers of the maids.

What's going on here? They teamed up to bully Xinghua?

Wen Xiang thought back to what the maid said just now, and combined with the white eyes of these people, she understood a little bit in her heart - they thought that Xinghua was going to seduce and lure Xu Shen?

Ha ha! The joke wasn't funny at all.

Xinghua, that honest and lovely little girl, how could she have such a flowery intestine?

……

Wen Xiang really saw Xu Shen in the mourning hall, he was also wearing plain white clothes, sitting cross-legged on the futon, with his eyes closed, not knowing whether he was asleep or thinking about things.

But in just two days, he lost a lot of weight. The original warmth and elegance became haggard and pale.

There were two coffins in front of him, the ones he loved and the ones he hated, and now they were all here.

Wen Xiang's nose was sour, and her eyes turned red first.

She hurriedly lowered her head and stepped forward.

"I said, don't come forward if you have nothing to do." Xu Shen heard the movement, but did not open his eyes, only shouted coldly, "Get out!" ”

The slaves who witnessed all this outside the mourning hall all smiled mockingly.

Wen Xiang didn't retreat, she quickly walked behind Xu Shen and whispered, "Big brother, it's me." ”

Xu Shen was shocked, as if he opened his eyes in disbelief, but he didn't dare to turn around, and after a long time, he laughed at himself and slowly turned around.

He raised his head, and his gaze fell on Wen Xiang: "You really ......"

"It's really me." Wen Xiang knelt down on the futon beside him: "Are you okay, I'm worried, if you don't come to see it, you can't rest assured." ”

The slaves outside who were waiting to see Wen Xiang being driven out by Xu Shen all widened their eyes in disbelief.

What's going on? Yesterday, before Hui Chun got close to Xiang Ye, he was ordered to get out by Xiang Ye, but Hui Chun thought that he was serving in the old lady's yard, and cried and begged Xiang Ye to take care of his body, don't be tired. As if who didn't know her thoughts, Xiangye was immediately furious, and asked Hui Chun to be tied up and sent to the old lady's yard for the old lady to dispose of.

After the old lady knew what was going on, she was also angry, and immediately asked people to kill Hui Chun, this move can be regarded as dispelling many people's thoughts, and she didn't dare to go to Xiangye to catch the eye if she had nothing to do.

This apricot blossom was originally served by the girl's side, and she must have wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to show her face in front of Xiangye, and the result must be the same as Huichun.

But who knows, not only did Xiangye not let people tie her up, but he really left her down to talk?

At this time, everyone had other plans in their hearts.

Wen Xiang naturally didn't know about the clouds and undersurges in the shadows, she looked at Xu Shen's eyes, and sighed lightly: "No matter what, eldest brother must take care of his body." ”

Xu Shen was silent for a while before he spoke in a dumb voice: "I've been thinking about it for the past two days, why did things come to this point, how did it come to this point?" I always thought that it was Liu's jealousy that was not tolerated, and it was all her fault! Although I am in love with Xiangxiang, I have never crossed the line with Xiangxiang, why can't she tolerate Xiangxiang? ”

He needed to talk, so Wen Xiang listened to him quietly.

"Until Liu vomited blood in front of me and died." Xu Shen covered his eyes violently, as if he was bent over by pain, "I suddenly realized, in fact, I am the culprit, I am the ...... I am the one who killed Xiangxiang and harmed the Liu family. It's all my fault......"

Wen Xiang sighed silently.

Song Nanzhou cried in his dream, saying that it was all his fault.

Xu Shen endured his grief in reality, and he didn't even dare to cry out loud, saying that it was all his fault.

Probably people are like this, you have to wait until you lose, until you can't get it back, before you realize your mistakes.

"Xiangxiang, she won't blame you, she never blames you." Wen Xiang reached out and stroked his trembling shoulder, "Do you remember the time she stroked the piano with you?" She came to say goodbye to you, she left without the slightest resentment, and I could feel her relief. She loves you once, and that's enough for her. ”

Xu Shen listened, although his body was still trembling, his mood was more stable than just now, "Really? ”

"It's true." Wen Xiang said again: "Although the Liu family resents you and hates you, she is probably also tired of resentment, so she chose to give up. It's just that what she gave up was her life. But it's all your fault, and it's not true, she could have chosen to let herself go and let you go. ”

Xu Shen is cautious of Liu's family, and there is indeed a mistake first. But Liu's extreme choice was to set fire to Xu Wenxiang and commit suicide by taking poison, but Wenxiang couldn't accept it - it was too extreme, hurting others, and destroying himself.

It was Xu Shen who was at fault first, but for Xu Shen's fault, she punished herself and Xu Wenxiang together, leaving Xu Shen alone, carrying the past and sins of the three people alone.

Xu Shen was still shaking his head: "It's all my fault, it's me who failed her and hurt Xiangxiang...... God punished me, so I couldn't keep any of them. No one can keep it, this is God's punishment for me......"

He was already immersed in his own world, grieving to himself.

Wen Xiang stopped persuading, just sat on the side, and quietly accompanied him.

……

By the time Xu Shen finally calmed down, it was already half an hour later.

Xu Shen asked people to bring hot water in, Wen Xiang remembered her current status as a maid, and was originally going to go over to serve, but Xu Shen stopped her, wiped her face with her own hands, and cleaned up slightly.

Originally, he was going to take Wen Xiang out of the mourning hall to speak, but Wen Xiang said that he didn't care, so Xu Shen didn't insist anymore and continued to stay in the mourning hall.

"You ...... like this now" Xu Shen looked at her twice: "What's going on?" ”

Wen Xiang simply said that he had telekinesis and that he could become whoever he wanted to become.

Xu Shen listened in surprise, and frowned worriedly: "Will this have any bad effect on you?" ”

His concern made Wen Xiang feel very warm, just like a real family member, Wen Xiang smiled and said, "There shouldn't be, I don't feel uncomfortable." However, it seems that I feel very tired easily, but when I return to the wrench and rest for one night, I will become more energetic again. ”

"That's good." Xu Shen was relieved at this time, but soon said worriedly: "After that...... You can't just keep doing this today and doing that tomorrow, right? ”

Wen Xiang smiled and said, "Then I can't deprive others of their right to live because of my own convenience." And they are different from Xu Wenxiang, they are all alive, and I occasionally become them, also for convenience. And I'm not sure if borrowing their bodies will have any bad effect on them. ”

If it will damage their bodies because of this, then she probably won't act so willfully in the future.

Although she has the ability to become anyone, she really never thought of taking over other people's lives and depriving them of their lives - this is very immoral!

"I just can't rest assured, so I want to come and see you." Wen Xiang looked at Xu Shen and smiled, "I can rest assured that you are doing well." Big brother, you are the best person I came to this place and the best to me, I hope you will be well. ”

Although Xu Shen is good to her, it is not because of herself. But Wen Xiang is still grateful, and wants to repay him for his kindness to her when he has the opportunity.

Xu Shen didn't know what he thought, his eyebrows were still tightened, and he said tentatively: "If not, you have been making apricot blossoms, stay in Xu Mansion, I can take care of you, ...... as before."

"No!" Wen Xiang refused him without hesitation: "Although Xinghua is a maid, her life is hers - big brother, I understand what you mean, you are for my sake, you want to take care of me and help me, but really...... This thing can't be done! ”

She said to Xu Shen in a non-negotiable tone.

Xu Shen's expression was slightly gloomy: "It's not good to be taken care of by me?" Why do you have to be strong, you're just a woman after all. ”

"Of course it's good to be taken care of." Wen Xiang was not angry, but still said softly: "But big brother, the first thing to do is to have a clear conscience and rob others of their right to live, I really can't be at ease." Even if it's a wrench, I want to make a wrench that is worthy of pitching. ”

After a while, Xu Shencai smiled bitterly: "Yes, the eldest brother is narrow-minded." I won't say this again, you just didn't say what I just said. ”