Chapter 215: Burial

Mu Dianke did count Mu Cangping.

It's not that she feels how important she is in Mu Cangping's heart, but that she knows that he has murderous intentions towards Mu Lan.

The farce of the uncle and sister-in-law in Songhua Yuan spread secretly and became a well-known scandal in the house. Mu Cangping actually didn't react to this matter, which was too abnormal.

Thinking about it a little further, it can be traced back to when the group was still in Ruyin, Xin Baige suddenly appeared to interfere with Mu Zijian and Mu Lan's every move, which shows that Mu Cangping was already dissatisfied with Mu Lan at that time.

Tube restraint, indicating that there is not yet complete disappointment.

If you don't pay attention to it, you really give up.

Mu Cangping is extremely hypocritical, and he will never leave anyone to talk about his work.

Mu Lan is his adopted daughter, and she has made contributions to Mu Men, the more she makes trouble, the more he will not do it.

Unless he is given a very good reason. For example, Mu Lan wants to kill his "beloved daughter".

It's a win-win.

- As a result, she avoided being attacked by the Mumen people, and Mu Cangping once again showed everyone his determination to "protect his daughter" after severely reprimanding Qingshan and driving Mu Mianduo back to his mother's house.

Naturally, his acquiescence to his killing in Mumen was also pushed to the word "guardian" full of human feelings.

This is where Mu Dian dares to provoke Mu Lan even when his martial arts are lost.

She didn't say it, but Mu Cangping should have thought about it.

"You see, we're the same kind of people." He concluded.

Mu Dian hated his high-minded and self-righteous appearance, and raised his hand to lift the table in front of him.

Flipping the table, Mu Cangping still drank tea, it didn't make any sense.

She just wants to have a good time.

Mu Cangping tried his best to force her to move to Canglan Courtyard, causing her to eat and sleep uneasily, and he didn't want to live in peace.

Many people were destined to not sleep peacefully that night: most of the people of Mumen, Mu Zijian and Mu Zijin's brothers...... Of course, that also includes Mu Dianke.

She simply didn't sleep.

asked Mu Gang to find someone to bring her two big drums, which were placed next to Mu Cangping's bedroom, only one wall, and sat down and beat the drum with the mentality of "no one wants to sleep".

At first, it was still on the fun spot, but later it was just a mess.

Mugang was woken up half the way through the courtyard.

I don't dare to persuade. When the moon was slanted, Mu Dian was probably tired of making trouble at last, and the drumbeat gradually thinned out and stopped.

The drums on the partition wall were like thunder, and Mu Cangping couldn't sleep.

He calmed down and was not annoyed. The sit-ups were draped in a coat, and the books were watched by the lamp.

Mugang knocked on the door to deliver supper.

"Look at the light in the room is still on, I guess I'm hungry." The old housekeeper smiled helplessly, "Fourth Miss, this temperament...... It's really big. Have someone carry the drum away? ”

"Leave her alone." Mu Cangping scooped up the sweet wine and ate it, and said lightly, "It's a good thing that you can still make trouble." ”

***

It was a light rain that lasted until the next morning.

Mu Zijin's blue cloth clothes were covered with mud, his sideburns were stained with rain, and Yu Xi's faint morning light was shining with silver, and he looked like a white head.

He dug a pit with a square trough with his own hands, next to Mu Yu's grave - the boy was only twelve years old when he died, and he was beaten to death by his fellow villagers to grab half a steamed bun for his sister who had been hungry all day.

At that time, Mu Lan was still called Mu Lan. When the two met, she was still a timid and cowardly girl, and her biggest wish was to eat a steamed bun every day.

Later, she hated all ordinary and simple things, loved jewelry and silk, and loved shark fin and bird's nest.

Later, after a long time, he didn't know the other side, and he didn't know what she was chasing......

In the end, he lost his life.

From dark until dawn, he sat by the pit for an unknown amount of time, as if he remembered many things from the past, but in fact he didn't think about anything.

He stood up and moved the coffin at his feet.

Liao Seventeen hurriedly ran to help.

"No, you don't." He whispered, bent down, and one of them clasped the side panel of the coffin with both hands, and with a little force, the bottom of the coffin was off the ground and pushed out several feet.

Sinking his waist and exerting his strength again, the heavy cypress coffin flew up and hung in the air, steadily entering the pit.

Liao Shi handed over the shovel.

The rain is not heavy but it is soft, woven into thousands of wisps, not wet the clothes of pedestrians, and adds to people's sorrows.

The loess was splashed with a spade, and finally the dark coffin was completely covered - a whole period of youth, and all the memories of this person's brightness or pain were buried in the ground with the loess.

"I remember when I was young,

You love to talk and I love to laugh,

Once sat side by side under a peach tree, 520

The wind is in the woods, and the birds are calling,

We don't know how to fall asleep,

How much do you know about the flowers in your dreams? ”【1】

The blue shirt is far away.

The white chrysanthemums were blown apart by the wind, and they were scattered all over the tomb.

***

Mu Ziyan was hungover, and walked out of the room early in the morning with his sore head, and the person who delivered the letter had been waiting outside the door for a long time - he couldn't wake up last night, so he had to come again today.

"Who do you say is dead?"

"Mu Lan. The leader of the alliance killed it with his own hands. ”

Even if he hated Mu Lan again, he was still stunned for a moment when he heard this, accompanied by a hint of amazement - Mu Cangping really didn't think about it at all.

"Why did you kill her?" ”

"Mu Lan wants to kill Miss Four......"

"What?!" Mu Ziyan drank a sigh, and the person had already strode out, thinking about something wrong and turning back.

- He was overly nervous.

Mu Dian must be fine, otherwise the messenger would not have met to report Mu Lan's death first.

If you can't distinguish between the priorities and priorities, don't do things under him.

"Where's Miss Four? Did it hurt? ”

"No," the man said, "I happened to be bumped into by the alliance leader when I started." ”

How can there be so many "just right".

Even if it is his own brother whose blood is thicker than water, Mu Ziyan also thinks this time, is Mu Dian too capable of tossing things?

Of course, this is just a flash of thought. When he saw Mu Dianke with a sad face and a depressed expression, he instantly felt that those people who caused her sister to have to toss were really not things.

"What, those two are getting you in trouble?"

He raised his eyebrows, and his posture was like Mu Dianke, but as long as he said the word "yes", he immediately raised his knife and went to settle accounts with "those two".

Mu Dian shook his head hurriedly, "No, I just didn't sleep well." ”

Mu Ziyan's momentum subsided, and he was rarely silent.

Jin Lianyin died outside the Canglan Courtyard, except for Mu Cangping and other heartless people, who can sleep peacefully in that courtyard?

"I didn't make him feel better." Mu Dianke comforted Mu Ziyan and said: "I beat the drum for half a night in the room next to him last night, and I slept well when I was tired, and he may not be able to fall asleep yet." ”

Mu Ziyan was simply stunned.

"Well done!" After being dumb for a moment, he patted Mu Dianke's shoulder and forced a mouthful of white teeth to laugh.

What can she do?

If you can't fight, you can't calculate, if you're naΓ―ve, you'll be naΓ―ve, and you'll be angry.

"How much did you drink yesterday?" Mu Dianke sniffed, smelled the smell of wine on Mu Ziyan's body that had not disappeared overnight, and asked, "You're not drunk, are you?" ”

How is it possible not to get drunk?

Of course, Chang Qianfo fell before him.

Let him say a lot.

"Where will I remember how much I drank." Mu Ziyan said: "But that kid is really good at drinking, and he almost didn't him." ”

Mu Dianke frowned, not distinguishing between the real and the fake, after all, she had never really seen Mu Ziyan and Chang Qianfo drinking, and she didn't know how deep the two were.

It's hard to keep asking.

Since we have talked about Chang Qian Buddha, it is inevitable to mention the matter of retreat and study.

"Your sister-in-law has prepared some things for you to protect against the cold." Mu Ziyan said: "Remember to bring it then, Luoyang is cold in winter." ”

Mu Dianke's eyes were foggy.

No matter how cold Luoyang's winter is, how can it be colder than Mobei?

She nodded vigorously.

Mu Ziyan looked ahead and didn't look back, but raised his hand with a sense and stroked the top of Mu Dianke's head, "Go there to study in peace, be angry, don't let that old man look flat." ”

He's just informal, not really careless.

He knew that Mu Dianke was suddenly sad, not just because of the little thing that Yu Yi had prepared for her.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Don't be afraid. Remember that there are people behind you at all times - even two blind people who don't recognize you, don't you have an older brother? ”

[1] The lyrics of "Ability", although it is a modern literary work, inexplicably want to use it.