Chapter 196: Shuangqing Xiaozhu
"Oh? Listening to the meaning revealed in the guest's words, the death of the guest's friend must be closely related to the Tubo people who invaded Chang'an City. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 infoIf the poor road is not bad, the guest's friend should be a righteous man who resisted the invasion of Tibet. The woman's face softened slightly, but she still had no intention of inviting Xing'er into the courtyard.
"What the Venerable Master said is very true." Lai Xing'er softened when she heard the woman's tone, so she tentatively waved at Jiang Zhongshi in the distance, and motioned for him to come over, "This friend is a great hero and a hero, and hundreds of Tubo soldiers died under her, but unfortunately, she was also outnumbered and died tragically at the hands of the Tubo people. In accordance with her last wishes, the lower three brought her bones here so that she could be buried in peace. ”
When the woman heard this, she became excited, and her voice trembled, and she asked Xianglai Xing'er, "You, is this man you are talking of a man or a woman?" What does she call her? ”
Lai Xing'er immediately noticed that her expression was different, out of caution, when Jiang Zhongshi approached, Fang pointed to the body of Xin Twelve Niang on his shoulder, and replied to the woman: "Please forgive me for taking the liberty of taking it, my brother has already carried her body, if the master is uneasy in his heart, please come forward and take a look." ”
"Son, go back to the house to make tea and prepare for the guests." The woman suddenly turned her head and commanded the little boy standing by the gate of the courtyard.
After the little boy said yes and turned back into the courtyard, the woman walked to Jiang Zhongshi's side, stretched out her hands, picked up Xin Twelve Niang's head, and asked with a crying voice: "Twelve Niang, is it you?" In fact, as soon as Jiang Zhongshi approached the door, the woman had already guessed seven or eight points from the tall figure of Xin Twelve Niang on his shoulder, and at this time, at a glance, she saw the thin face that she was all too familiar with, and finally couldn't help crying.
The woman's cry greatly surprised Lai Xing'er, and he suddenly woke up to the fact that the three words of Zhongnanshan that Xin Twelve Niang said before her death were likely to be like the second situation analyzed by the old sacrificial wine, which was to ask him to come to Zhongnanshan to find her deceased and report her death. If this is the case, it is really a coincidence today, as soon as the three of them came to Zhongnan Mountain, they met the old man that Xin Twelve Niang asked them to come to.
Lai Xing'er only knew that Xin Twelve Niang made a living by receiving money from others and killing people for a living, and she didn't know anything about her life experience and experience. ”
Lao Huang also rushed over at this time, and when he saw this scene, he also smirked.
The woman held one of Xin Twelve Niang's head, and when she cried and moved, she stopped her sorrow, bowed down and gave a big gift to Lai Xing'er and the others, and said apologetically: "Poor Dao doesn't know that the three benevolent dukes are coming, and there is a place to treat slowly, and I hope the three bennels will forgive me." The dog has now prepared tea in the house, and invited the three of them to serve tea in the courtyard to speak. ”
Although she was not very surprised by her respectful attitude, Jiang Zhongshi and Lao Huang, who came later, were still in the fog of five miles, and they didn't understand what was going on, Jiang Zhongshi heard the woman invite him into the hospital, so he shouted at her in a rough voice: "I'll just enter your house like this, okay?" ”
The woman didn't mind at all, but replied softly: "Twelve Niang came home, how can there be any reason not to enter the hospital?" As he spoke, he personally led Jiang Zhongshi into the courtyard, guiding him to temporarily place Xin Shiniang's body on the stone table under the trellises in the courtyard, and then led Lai Xing'er and the other three into the clean house.
This clean house is really different from what Lai Xing'er has seen before, and it is purely built with green bamboo in the mountains. Therefore, Lai Xing'er followed the woman into the clean house, and was greeted by a burst of dried bamboo, mixed with a little fragrance of flower tea.
The little boy who was called by his mother was sitting cross-legged in the clean house, concentrating on frying tea, and when he looked up and saw his mother leading Lai Xing'er and the other three people in, he got up and reported to his mother in a proper manner: "There is not much spring water left at home, and the couple used rainwater to cook tea without the permission of his mother. ”
He looked polite in front of his mother, and he didn't have the naughtiness and arrogance when Lai Xing'er and others first met him.
Where was the woman still in the mood at this time, whether the water used for cooking tea was spring water or rainwater, and turned sideways to let Xing'er and the other three sit down in the clean house, and then said to her son with sadness: "My son, your twelfth aunt is no longer alive. ”
When the little boy heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and glanced at Lai Xing'er and the others, and finally his eyes fell on Jiang Zhongshi, and he cried out with a "wow", and asked while crying: "What you have been carrying on your shoulders is my twelfth aunt?" ”
Lai Xing'er and the others looked at each other, not knowing what to say to him.
Seeing this, the woman barely squeezed out a smile on her face, and explained to the three people: "My baby, and his twelfth aunt is the best, speaking of which, Twelve Niang is still his master, and suddenly heard that Twelve Niang died, it is inevitable that there will be some gaffes, so that several guests laugh." ”
Lai Xing'er couldn't stand the dull and slightly embarrassing atmosphere in the clean house, and took advantage of the situation to ask: "Forgive me for taking the liberty of being presumptuous, I don't know how to address the honored master?" Are you and the eldest lady a sibling? It's getting late outside, and it doesn't seem appropriate for the eldest lady's bones to be left in the courtyard like this, so it's better to ......"
Before he could finish his sentence, the woman shook her head gently at him, and the little boy named Lady heard that the bones of the Twelfth Aunt were now in the courtyard of his house, and without waiting for his mother to agree, he got up and rushed out of the house. Lai Xing'er hurriedly glanced at Lao Huang, Lao Huang understood, and followed the little boy out of the clean house.
"Alas!" The woman looked at her son's back as he ran out, sighed heavily, and said, "It's okay. Although Poor Dao and Twelve Niang are not born with the same mother, in terms of their friendship, they are better than siblings. I already know the intention of the three guests, since the twelve mothers have returned home, according to the meaning of the poor road, how to have to pass the first seven to bury her, today the sky will be late, the three guests have rushed to the road for a day, and the body is also lacking, please live in the poor road this 'Shuangqing small building' for a night, and wait for tomorrow dawn, the poor road called some people to come, in this courtyard for the twelve Niang to set up a spiritual shed, the poor road to spend the dead for her. ”
Lai Xing'er heard that she always refused to report her name, and knew that there must be a reason, and it was inconvenient to ask more at the moment, so she had to make a continuous sound, expressing her willingness to do what she wanted.
That night, Lai Xing'er asked the woman about the way for the livestock to go up the mountain, and went down the mountain with Jiang Zhongshi and Lao Huang to lead the donkey cart of Xiao Bailong, "Chasing the Wind" and Lao Huang up the mountain, and settled down outside the courtyard, and the three of them lived in this mountain courtyard called "Shuangqing Xiaozhu". (To be continued.) )