Bai Jiaxuan has always held a non-comment attitude towards the Lu family's family scandal. The scandal spread to many villages in Bailuyuan from the first day. Bailu Village is the birthplace of scandals, and it has long been publicized. Some say that Lu Zilin and his daughter-in-law have that thing, but some can't believe it; said that some people are judged based on Lu Zilin's consistent preference for women's nature, and the evidence is that Lu Zilin not only had with Tian Xiao'e, but also with many women in many villages in the original; Lu Zilin likes to be a big worker, and has recognized more than a dozen godbabies in many villages. "The doll's fuck big, the baby fucking Mada." All the mothers of the godbabies that Lu Zilin thinks are a little beautiful, and it is very normal to hang the name of the godbaby, and the godbaby's mother comes and goes. said that Lu Zilin would not have that kind of thing, because he firmly believed that Lu Xiangyue was not shameless to the extent of a brute, the key is that the woman never uttered any specific details of that kind of thing with Lu Zilin from beginning to death, just saying that Lu Zilin was good with her, it was just crazy talk that the widow was in a hurry and went crazy. This kind of thing can only be idle in the back alley trench, and no one makes a ruling, which is a natural circulation. Bai Jiaxuan not only didn't say it, but he didn't even listen to this kind of thing, when someone said something like this, he turned around and walked away on crutches. In all fairness, he was inclined to say that Lu Zilin had that kind of opinion. He has long believed that Lu Zilin is actually a beast in the affairs of men and women. But he can't say. There are many things in the world that cannot be spoken, even though they are clearly seen. Some things have been seen and recognized, and they must be spoken; There are things that cannot be said even to death. A person who can grasp what must be said and what cannot be said is a real man. The reason why this scandal can't be said is that there is a Mr. Leng behind it. scolding Lu Zilin is equivalent to scolding Mr. Leng for half a sentence; Spit Lu Zilin, and half of the saliva fell on Mr. Leng's face. Bai Jiaxuan walked into the Chinese medicine hall in time, and comforted Mr. Leng without regret: "For the sake of the two families, I didn't expect to hurt the doll. However, no one knew about it earlier! Hurry up and see a doctor for your baby......"

Lu Zilin held a simple funeral for his daughter-in-law according to custom, and it snowed heavily on the night. Bai Jiaxuan couldn't sleep that night, and stayed up until the second half of the night before falling asleep, a phenomenon that rarely happened in his life. As soon as he fell asleep and woke up from a strange dream, he couldn't fall asleep again, so he crawled on crutches on the vast snowfield and walked north, and stepped into Bailu Academy at dawn and asked his eldest brother-in-law, Mr. Zhu, to interpret his dream. At that time, Mr. Zhu was standing in the snow in the courtyard and reading in the morning.

Mr. Zhu still maintains the habit of reading in the morning. He opened the door and saw a patch of snow. The original slope was covered with snow. There was snow on the roof of the college. The branches and branches of the large and small trees are covered with a layer of snow. The sky is vast, the ice is clear, the jade is clean, and the silver flowers are ten thousand trees. All the filth and ugliness of the world is covered in the slightest. The snow scene instantly eliminated his long-standing depression. He rinsed his mouth and washed his face, then took his book and stood in the courtyard and read it aloud. He recited aloud, and the sound of the ancient philosopher's carved words of wisdom was like a golden stone in the cold air. Mr. Zhu heard the sound of the door being pushed open, but ignored it, and turned his head when he heard the sound of "brother", and a man covered in snow was walking towards him, as if rolling from a snow nest. With its creeping shape, Mr. Zhu almost mistook it for a wild dog that was so frozen that it had nowhere to hide. Hearing the voice and seeing the crutches, he recognized Bai Jiaxuan. When Zhu Baishi heard the sound, he hurriedly slapped the snow ball on his younger brother and forced him to change out of his soaked cotton shoes and socks. Bai Jiaxuan took a sip of tea and couldn't wait to say, "I'll have the next weird dream-" Mr. Zhu smiled in surprise and asked, "Just for a dream, you came here in the dark and snow?" Zhu Baishi reprimanded his younger brother and said, "Aren't you afraid of rolling into the snow cellar and freezing to death?" Bai Jiaxuan had a serious look on his face, and said solemnly: "This dream is very strange-

"One of the good things I've had in my life is that I snore as soon as my head falls down. Lu Zilin demolished the gatehouse of my gatehouse, and I still didn't wake up when I fell asleep in the dark. I only remember the night Xiaowenniang died, and I couldn't sleep for half the night. Yesterday's black monster. When I drank the soup and said hello to my mother, I felt a little uncomfortable, and I wanted to rest early. As soon as I fell asleep, I felt that my heart was flustered and short of breath, so I put on a leather jacket and sat on the kang to smoke. Smoking, the fire sickle can't hit the fire in a hurry, the more anxious it is, the more it can't be hit, and I'm so anxious that I sweat on my forehead on a cold winter day. I finally started the fire, but as soon as I took a sip, I sucked the bitter water from the hookah into my throat, which made me vomit for a while, vomit for a while, and still burn and couldn't sit still and couldn't sleep. I don't think I've harmed anyone, lost anyone, or done evil things in my life, what's wrong? Oh, oh, oh, probably my Bai Jiaxuan Yangshou is over, and Lord Yama urges me to set off to go to the Yin family! That's fine, just go when you need to, I've lived enough, I can't hang on the branch without falling...... I didn't fall asleep until the middle of the night. As soon as I fell asleep, I saw a white deer floating over our plain, with white hair and white hooves, and even the furry horns were white, and floated straight towards me from a distance. He didn't stop in front of me, then turned around and drifted away to the west. When I first turned around, I saw that the white deer's face turned into a spirit face, and I cried aggrievedly and called 'Dad'. I said yes and woke up......

"I couldn't sleep anymore, and I heard my mother moaning in the house. I got dressed and went over to see what was going on with our mother. Our mother said she had a dream...... That dream was exactly the same as my dream! My God, how can there be such miracles in the world? I didn't dare to tell my mother about my dream, for fear that she would be more troubled, so I only comforted her a few words......

"I thought at first, did Lu Zilin's daughter-in-law die unjustly to give me a dream? Yesterday at noon, I buried the poor daughter-in-law. Is she going to avenge me? But how did he become a spirit again? I can't sleep, so I'm looking for you. ”

Mr. Zhu listened to it and did not immediately analyze it.

Zhu Baishi was surprised and said, "Oh my God! I also dreamed of a white deer last night, but I didn't see the appearance of Lingling. The white deer floated and suddenly fell into a crack in the ground......"

Bai Jiaxuan stared at Mr. Zhu even more in surprise.

Mr. Zhu said in his heart: Bai Ling is finished, it was finished last night. He couldn't tell his brother-in-law Bai Jiaxuan about this kind of bad omen, so he said casually: "It's the influence of snow." Dry winter begins with snow. Ruixue nourishes the heavens and the earth, and all things also nourish people. When people are in an abnormal mood, they will inevitably have strange dreams. Snow and white deer are all white!"

Bai Jiaxuan was not very convinced by this analysis, but the nervousness and timidity that had been wrapped in his heart when he came relaxed relaxed, I hope it will be better. At this time, he felt exhausted as if he had fallen apart, and his legs were stiff, and he had to move to the edge of the kang with his hands. Sister Heyan persuaded him that he should not care about anything now, and leave the affairs of the family to his sons, so that a person of such age and such a body (rickets) just wants to be in a good mood. Bai Jiaxuan said: "I'm not a director for a long time!" Zhu Baishi retorted: "For a dream, you ran dozens of miles in the dark and snow, and said that you don't have to worry about it!" Mr. Zhu wanted to go to the study in the front yard to do the writing and ink work, and told Bai Jiaxuan: "But you have to remember yesterday's days." ”

Mr. Zhu's wonderful and mysterious calculation is unfortunate, and it is on this night that Bai Ling is coming to the end of her life.

In the spring of less than ten years and less than twenty years after this bizarre dream, five cadres in four-pocket uniforms and a soldier in gray military uniforms came to Bailu Village to inquire about Bai Ling's home. The villagers guided the six people to Bai Jiaxuan's door, pointed to the old man who was curled up like a dog basking in the sun on the steps, and said, "This is Bai Ling's father." Six people shook hands with the old man one after another. Bai Jiaxuan was very unaccustomed to the intimate action of shaking hands and holding arms, and even said with a little disgust: "If you want to say something, you have to ask anything, just say it, just ask, what are you doing by pinching my old man's chicken paws?" One of the six people said, "Old man, I'll tell you something that makes you sad, you have to hold on—" Bai Jiaxuan smiled disdainfully: "You underestimate the old man!" The man said: "Comrade Bai Ling sacrificed ......" Bai Jiaxuan let out an "oh", raised his stripped head slightly, and looked at the sun in the blue sky with only one bright eye left without speaking, and the memory of his daughter Bai Ling began to resurrect. The man took out a sign from his bag with the words "Revolutionary Martyr" engraved in red on the yellow ground and handed it to him, he took it in his hand and looked at it, but still did not speak. The six men stood in a row before him and bowed to him. Bai Jiaxuan only then asked, "How did Lingling die?" As if the six people had discussed it, they did not say anything about the specific circumstances of the death, but only said in general terms that there were thousands of martyrs who led the toiling masses to carry out revolutionary sacrifices, and praised Bai Ling as a good comrade who was loyal to the party and the people. Bai Jiaxuan then asked the specific time of death. The servicemen still said in general terms: "December." Bai Jiaxuan asked, "You take the calendar of the croppers." The soldier smiled apologetically: "Take the lunar calendar, it will be about November ......" Bai Jiaxuan suddenly lifted the crutches leaning on his legs, threw them on the ground, and said categorically: "The seventh day of the eleventh month of the lunar calendar!" The six men looked at each other in surprise and asked him how he knew. Bai Jiaxuan said loudly with unshakable stubbornness and pride: "I will give me a dream when I die...... Only flesh and blood are true in the world...... Ahh......h......h

The person who finally figured out the process of Bai Ling's death was the writer Lu Ming. This is already in the mid-eighties of this century, Bai Jiaxuan also died, and naturally he did not know the specific situation of his daughter Lingling's death. Lu Ming found Bai Ling when he flipped through a magazine called "Revolutionary Martyrs" dedicated to tracing the heroes of death.

Lu Ming met Bai Jiaxuan in the mid-50s when he was engaged in agricultural cooperation in Bailu Village, and saw the sign of "revolutionary martyr" on Bai Jiaxuan's door frame. He wrote a long story "Spring Breeze and Rain" that reflected the peasants taking the road of collectivization, which caused a sensation in the literary world, and Bai Jiaxuan was deeply impressed by the life prototype of a typical character of the stubborn and backward forces. Lu Ming read the article reminiscing about Bai Ling's life and death, and was so excited that he finally found the author of the article after running around for a week. The author is a gray-haired revolutionary old lady. The old lady said that she and Bai Ling were classmates, and she and Bai Ling were transferred to the Nanliang base by the underground party one after another. When Bai Ling was buried alive during the purge of the Qing Party in the base area, she was under censorship, and she lived in the prison where Bai Ling was held and waited to be buried alive. At this time, the Central Red Army arrived in northern Shaanxi, and Zhou Enlai, on behalf of the Party Central Committee, went to Nanliang to stop the internal fighting, and she survived. At that time, Bai Ling had just been buried alive for three days......