Chapter 12: Buried in the Bottom of My Heart

After going to the grave, the group returned to Han's house one after another.

Several village women plucked some wheat seedlings and wicker sticks and inserted them on the door of Han's house to ward off evil spirits.

The old tyrant said loudly: "Everyone is tired of going up the mountain, right? The Han Mansion prepared a meal, and no one left the house, but all went into the house to eat. ”

"In Tunlitun, there are things to help each other, this is all as it should be, what else to eat?"

"Not really! Hemp troublesome! What are you eating? ”

Several village women said babblingly.

The old tyrant said: "Alas? The 'first seven' meal can't be eaten, this is Lao Ling'er. No one is allowed to leave, big guys? ”

Ya Er Niang hurriedly ran out of the house and said quickly, "Why don't you enter the house?" Come in, come in, I've got everything ready! Everyone simply takes a bite. ”

Only then did everyone step into the house, only to see a pot of steamed buns and a pot of boiled eggs on the table.

Everyone sat down and ate.

Ya'er Niang said: "Yunwu, you little brothers, you can drink it!" When I arrived at my aunt's house, no one would tell me. ”

"No, auntie, we don't drink today."

The white event is not a happy event, it is not an occasion for drinking, and the three brothers of Zhao Yunwu grabbed a steamed bun and ate it slowly.

Ya'er sat by the window, silently burying the truth about her father's death in her heart, not wanting to tell anyone, including her mother.

Ya'er is a cheerful, lively, and filial girl, after her father's death, her heart was knotted, and she couldn't figure out why this world was so chaotic? I can't figure out why people are so ruthless? Is human life so worthless, so insignificant? What is the principle of heaven? Where is the justice? Why is killing someone like stepping on an ant?

He doesn't want to tell his mother the truth, he doesn't want her to be sad, it's better not to know than to know, and it's better to be helpless if he knows?

He hated himself for giving birth to a daughter, a weak woman, powerless, how could he take revenge?

Thinking of this, he wanted to cry without tears, and there was only hatred in his heart, only hatred.

Big drum music, even if I can't take revenge in this life, I will be reborn as a man in the next life and break your body into ten thousand pieces!

Suddenly, I looked up and saw a knife hanging on the wall!

It was a Mongolian waist knife, which was given to him by a Mongolian man when his father went to the Mongolian steppe a few years ago.

My father once said to Ya'er before his death: Ya'er, this knife is my beloved thing, and if I have an uncle in the future, I will give him this waist knife if I have nothing to give him. Whoever marries my daughter is the owner of this knife! Good girl, only a true man deserves to have this waist knife......"

Ya'er looked at the waist knife, and the words of his former father echoed in his ears again, and now they are separated by yin and yang......

Ya'er got up slowly, took off the waist knife, stroked the scabbard, and felt sad......

"What a poor girl......" Zhao Yunwu's heart was sour.

Out of Han's house, Zhao Yunwu and Li Yuting chatted.

"Ya'er doesn't eat or drink, she sits there in a daze all day long, can't you do anything wrong?"

"That little girl, she used to love to talk and sing, Han Lao Liu's death, the whole person has changed, if she can't get over this hurdle, the person will be ruined......"

"What's going on?"

"Brother Yunwu, you like Ya'er so much, did you marry her?"

"Don't talk nonsense"

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On this day, Zhao Yunwu was feeding the cattle in the yard when he saw Ya'er walking into the barn. Carrying two buckets and a flat pole, he walked out of the gate.

"Girl, what are you going to do?"

"Go fetch water!"

"Carrying water is hard work, do you have enough strength?"

"My father is dead, there is no man in the family, so I can only carry water"

Zhao Yunwu chased after her and snatched the flat burden in her hand.

"You're weak and can't do this job, let me do it!"

Ya'er looked at Zhao Yunwu with a pair of big eyes, and was so moved that she didn't know what to say for a while......

"Sister, you will squeak if there is any work at home in the future"

"Thank you, Brother Yunwu!"

"What are you polite to me?"

Zhao Yunwu walked to the well at the head of the village.

Zhao Yunwu returned to Han's house with a load full of water, put down the flat burden, and poured the water in the bucket into the water tank with a bang.

"Yunwu, are you tired?" Ya Niang came out of the house.

"Not tired!"

Ya'er handed him a handkerchief and said, "Wipe your sweat?" ”

Zhao Yunwu took the handkerchief, wiped it on his face twice, and glanced at Ya'er.

Ya'er hurriedly lowered her head and glanced at her mother secretly.

"Auntie, what kind of work do you have at home in the future, I will be on call if you say anything!" Zhao Yunwu said.

"That's not good, kid, Auntie is embarrassed to trouble you!"

"It's okay, what's polite with me?" Zhao Yunwu smiled innocently, turned around and went home.

"Brother Yun Wu is so good-hearted!"

"What's the use of having a good heart? He's a gun-carrying guy. ”

"Mom, what's wrong with the gun?"

"What's wrong? Have you forgotten how your father died? I won't let you associate with a man with a gun! I thought about it, in the future, I will promise you a worthy man, and you will not be allowed to marry a gun-carrying person. ”

"Mother, what are you talking about? Who said they were going to get married? ”

"Hmph, my mother is from here, don't think that my mother can't see it, you like Yunwu, don't you?"

"Mother, you are so annoying!" Ya'er turned around and went back to the house, took off the Mongolian waist knife, and silently thought about his thoughts......

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Ya'er missed her father, and fell ill in a hurry, and her body was hot. There is a shortage of medicine in the mountain, so Ya'er can only be covered with a quilt, fed two bowls of ginger soup, and sweat. Ya'er lay on the kang in a daze, half-asleep and half-awake and had a dream. She dreamed of her father, stood beside her, smiled and said, "Girl, girl! "When I turned around, I didn't know where I was going." Girl, my father died so unjustly, you have to avenge me...... Revenge ......"

"Dad, my daughter will avenge you......" Ya'er said dreamily.

His condition was getting worse, his lips were dry and his face was pale.

Ya'er Niang stayed by her daughter's bedside and cried. Just died of her husband, but she didn't expect her daughter to be in danger now.

If the daughter has three longs and two shorts, the family will be completely finished. "Ya'er, you can't leave your mother! You're only 17 years old, huh? ”

Zhao Yunwu hurriedly ran to Han's house to visit Ya'er and said, "I'll go and invite Ya'er to Langzhong!" ”

Yangshugou has a skilled old man. Zhao Yunwu rushed to Yangshugou overnight, said a lot of good things to Lao Langzhong, and gave him 2 oceans to invite him to go to the doctor.

Lao Langzhong came to Zhaojiagou with Zhao Yunwu overnight in the heart of hanging the pot to help the world, and when he saw Ya'er's condition, he took out a pill from his arms and said: "This is my family's ancestral prescription, take it!" ”

Ya'er took the pill, and by the time dawn the next day, her body was no longer so hot.

Zhao Yunwu came to Han's house with a chicken and said, "Auntie, kill this chicken and make up for Ya'er." ”

Ya'er Niang happily went to the yard to kill chickens, Zhao Yunwu sat on the edge of the kang and asked Ya'er, "Are you better?" ”

"That's it!" Ya'er looked at Zhao Yunwu silently, "Thank you, Brother Yunwu, how can I thank you?" ”

"Girl, I don't need your thanks"

"Brother Yunwu, why are you so good to me?"

"Because...... Because I'm optimistic about you. ”

"Is it true?"

"Well, Ya'er, I want to marry you"

"Brother Yunwu, if you really want to marry me, promise me one thing."

"What's the matter?"

"You know what? My dad was beaten to death by the big drum music. Can you kill the drum music for me? ”

"Ya'er, do you want to use me to avenge your father?"

"No ......"

"Then why are you using me?"

"I'm not taking advantage of you. I have sworn that whoever kills the drum music for me, I will marry whomever I want? ”