(The new year has begun, I hope book friends can give a recommendation and collection, thank you)

When the first rays of sunlight in the morning were projected onto Liu Yuxin from the mottled window lattices of the Land Temple, he tried his best to open his tired eyes, and the strong light made him feel very uncomfortable, and instinctively blurred his eyes into a slit.

Looking around and finding no trace of his father, Liu Yuxin bounced up from the ground like a spring and rushed to the door, but collided with Liu Desheng who was coming in.

"Father, where have you been?"

"I'll go see if your Uncle Wang has come back."

"Are you back?"

Liu Desheng glanced in the direction of his home and said lightly: "No, let's go home and have a look first!" Don't wait for him. ”

The two of them ran in the direction of their house one after the other.

At this time of the day, smoke should have risen over his kitchen, and Cuiqin would always wear an apron while making breakfast for the father and son in the kitchen, and clean the yard spotlessly with a broom.

But today they were far from seeing all this, and even the fence gate in the yard was left open when they left last night.

"Mother"

Liu Yuxin felt that something was wrong with the situation, and he rushed to the room while crying and shouting, and Liu Desheng immediately followed.

In the room, Cuiqin's stiff corpse hung on the beams and swayed back and forth, and the red wedding dress looked particularly eye-catching and dazzling.

Liu Desheng immediately stood on the edge of the bed and hugged Cuiqin's body and took it out of the rope noose, and suddenly with a snort, a flame rose in his chest and burned rapidly.

At this moment, the corpse of Cuiqin in his arms jumped violently, and along with this beating, a long moan sounded in the room.

Liu Desheng's legs were weak, his hands were loose, Cuiqin's body slid straight down on the bed, and the wooden bed made a crisp squeak.

Liu Yu took a pillow towel from the bedside in a panic and whipped the flames on Liu Desheng's chest, but fortunately the fire was not big and was extinguished at once, but the coat on Liu Desheng's chest still burned a hole, revealing the red burned skin.

Liu Desheng gritted his teeth and looked at his chest, but did not find the cause of the fire, but found that the charm pendant hanging on his chest had turned into ashes.

Why is the body on fire, why Cuiqin's body is trembling and moaning, all this Liu Desheng and Liu Yuxin don't know what's going on, but they look at Cuiqin's cold and bloodless corpse, they are very sure that Cuiqin is dead, and this home has begun to become no longer warm.

At noon, Cuiqin's body had been placed on the door panel in the center of the hall, and just as they began to set up the mourning hall to inform their neighboring relatives, Daoist Wang walked in with a tired body and a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.

Before Liu Desheng could speak, Daoist Wang said lightly: "The matter is over at this point, Cuiqin will have a catastrophe in her life, you don't need to be sad, but you have to live in the future, Yuxin also wants to start a family, this girl is my goddaughter, let's live with Yuxin in the future!" ”

The girl looked a little embarrassed, she lowered her head and blushed and kept playing with the two thick black braids on her chest.

Liu Yuxin glanced at this shy girl, and his heart was obviously touched, this is exactly the type he likes, but he has just lost his mother at this time, but he no longer has the urge to rejoice in his heartbeat.

But for Liu Desheng, inheritance is the first priority, according to the situation at that time, Liu Yuxin had already had a bunch of children at the age of twenty, but now he has not started a family, which really makes the couple anxious.

Now that his wife Cuiqin is gone, when the catastrophe came, he chose to give up his wife to protect his children, the purpose was to continue the incense, as for his own life, he was ready to give up when he knew that there was nothing to do.

Liu Desheng saw from Liu Yuxin's eyes that he was satisfied with the girl, so he arched his hand and said to Wang Daoshi: "Thank you, Brother Wang, for this good fate" After that, he turned his head to Liu Yuxin and said: "Yuxin, your mother has passed away, and she has been worried about your marriage before she died, if you think this girl is suitable, you can try to get along." ”

In this era, the marriage of children is basically arranged by their parents, but Liu Yuxin is an exception, and the family has always been by him. But today is different, he knew that his mother had a regret before leaving, so he felt very willful and guilty over the years, and felt sorry for his parents, so he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve and nodded vigorously and whispered: "Father, Yuxin's marriage is all up to my father and Uncle Wang." ”

Wang Daoist nodded and said to Liu Desheng: "In this case, we will have a happy funeral, Cuiqin's sister is a murderous death, and we will sneak into the ground for safety, so as not to have another fierce spirit, and we can also avoid unnecessary investigation and questioning outside." ”

Liu Desheng looked a little embarrassed, but considering that the situation at that time could only be like this, he patted Liu Yuxin's shoulder and comforted: "It can only be like this, you must also know at this time, we have to go on, and we can't have any more extraneous branches." ”

Liu Yuxin lit an incense stick and stuck it in the incense burner without speaking, just nodded silently.

The matter was done quickly, and the three of them buried Cuiqin's body in half a day and restored the soil of the landslide.

The next day, Liu Yuxin and the girl named Moon Goose knelt at Cuiqin's grave and burned paper money, a simple ceremony that also announced the fact that they were husband and wife.

Wang Daoist walked behind Liu Yuxin and sighed deeply and said: "The moon goose has grown up with me in the mountains and forests for a long time, there are many things in the world that I don't understand, Yuxin, you have to be more tolerant, in addition, remember to greet me when your first child is born, this child's mother should be relieved, and it should be resolved to avoid mutual injury between mother and child." ”

On August 23, 1979, Liu Yuxin and Yue'e gave birth to a son named Liu Dong.

On August 24, 1979, Yue'e and Liu Dong, who had just been born for one day, disappeared, along with Wang Daoshi.

On August 25, 1979, Liu Desheng died of a sudden cerebral hemorrhage.

On October 1, 1981, Liu Yuxin, who had been looking for two years without success, remarried, and gave birth to two sons within three years, named Liu Bao and Liu Fu.

In 1990, his wife died of illness, and Liu Yuxin became crazy from then on.

Under the dim yellow light, the already old Liu Yuxin was naked, as if wearing a crumpled leather coat, and he curled up in the corner of the balcony and counted the historical past to Zhang Yi one by one.

Forty years passed in the wheel of history in a few words he chatted, and in these forty years he changed from a young man of twenty years old to a mentally deranged old man.

However, the past forty years seem to be a flick of a finger, but in fact, for Liu Yuxin, he has actually experienced the craziest thing in the world, otherwise he would not have been so crazy.

Looking at the old man Liu Yuxin, Zhang Yi took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it and handed it to him, and then lit another one for himself.

Liu Yuxin took a puff of the cigarette, and the huge smoke gushed out in his nasal cavity, and he looked up at the sky, looking at the smoke that gradually continued to linger above his head, and seemed to think about everything.

"You have been insane for the past forty years, probably not only because of the disappearance of your wife and children, you don't seem to have finished the matter."

The corners of Liu Yuxin's mouth turned up slightly, revealing a mouthful of yellowed teeth, he flicked the cigarette ash on the cigarette roll, put his head against Zhang Yi's chin, and said in a cold tone: "Of course, it's all my history of blood and tears, the first half of my life is the history of blood and tears of desperate search, and the second half of my life is the history of blood and tears of my desperate revenge, whether it is looking for or revenge, it is a history of blood and tears, do you say that I can not be crazy, I am not crazy, who is crazy, hahahaha......." ”