Chapter 3: Weeping

Wei Yining gave his mother 100 days of filial piety, and it was the day of the burial.

No one in the Zhiyong Mansion took the initiative to ask from the beginning to the end, and she didn't ask anyone for help.

Wei Zongzhao is a sinner in the imperial court, Wang and his husband and wife are one, and it is impossible for both of them to be buried in the ancestral tomb, which is obvious.

To the south of Suxin Nunnery is Wangchun Mountain, the mountain is gentle, the scenery is pleasant, and Wei Zongzhao will bring his wife and daughter to play here whenever the weather is fine.

Wei Yining took a fancy to a slope in Xiangyang and planned to bury his parents' ashes there.

She spent half a day digging a four-foot-square grave pit, and despite the warm weather, the newly dug earth was still damp and cold.

Wei Yining curled up and lay down in the grave, she wanted to warm the grave for her father and mother.

Zhong Manlang lay lazily on the branch of a thick honey locust tree, which was very tall and grew on the hillside, overlooking a radius of five or six miles.

So he watched Wei Yining come out of Suxin'an all the way, and saw her digging a grave to warm the tomb, and her forehead gently pressed against the two large and small ash altars, like the last attachment of a young beast to a loved one.

Perhaps, she is the "loach" in Mrs. Zhang's mouth?

Wei Yining held her parents' ashes sadly, and the tide of the past swept back and forth in her mind, and finally all turned into tears.

It wasn't until the sun had risen high that she reluctantly climbed out of the grave, gently placed the urn, and slowly filled in the soil.

Later, a willow tree and a plum tree were planted next to the graves of his parents.

In the eight years of exile, Wei Yining's family has been living in Lao Linghe. It is notoriously bitterly cold, with snow falling as soon as August and up to three feet thick throughout the winter.

Because of the cold weather, even willows do not grow in Laolinghe, only cold-resistant pines and birches can reach the sky. The scenery is not magnificent, but how can it compensate for the longing for the scenery of the hometown?

She never heard her father complain about his exile, but in the short spring and summer, she often lamented that she could not see the scenery of the willows.

Mother Wang is even more hard-working, but also in the occasional leisure, talking about the time when the snow fell in the capital, she personally folded a sandalwood plum and offered it in the melon bottle.

Wei Yining knew that her mother's favorite flower was plum, and her father Wei Zongzhao always did not get rid of his scholarly habits and preferred willow silk like silk.

Occasionally, when he is free, Wei Zongzhao will draw a few freehand paintings on the big bluestone in the courtyard for Wei Yining's sister and brother to learn calligraphy.

Now let the willow tree and plum tree stay with your parents!

Zhong Manlang had never seen a person cry so sadly, although Wei Yining cried silently.

Zhong Manlang also cried bitterly, when he brought the enemy's head to the bedside of his seriously ill mother, and watched his mother swallow her last breath.

At that time, he also looked up to the sky and wept bitterly, crying so much that the earth shook the mountains and changed color.

But he felt that even his own crying back then was not as sad as the little girl now, she was like a fountain of tears, her whole body trembled, but she just bit her lip and didn't make a sound.

How much heartache can brew such endless tears?

How strong is it to have perseverance to suppress the sorrow of crying out for the sky and grabbing the earth?

Could such a person be a loach that can only live in sludge?

It wasn't until the sun turned west that Wei Yining collected her tears, she told herself that she couldn't cry anymore, and after today, she couldn't shed another tear.

Wei Yining picked the white flower on his sideburns and gently inserted it on his parents' grave. He solemnly kowtowed three more times before slowly getting up and walking to the stream not far away to wash his face.

When she returned to Suxin'an, several sisters-in-law were chattering there.

In recent days, some people in Sushin'an, who have always been calm, have been unsettled.

The reason is that the loaches in the release pond have suddenly plummeted by half, and only some are less than the thickness of chopsticks.

Everyone is inevitably suspicious, and it is inevitable that some people will release some strange and chaotic theories.

But Wei Yining felt that it must be man-made, because this release pond is not connected to the river, how can the loaches in the pond disappear out of thin air?

It's just that nothing else was stolen from the nunnery, and secondly, the loaches in the release pond could not be stolen by ordinary people, so the nuns didn't expect to be thieves.

Of course, Wei Yining didn't ask about this matter, but he pondered in his heart: This thief dared to secretly release the loaches in the living pond, which shows that he is a bold and unbelieving person, and he has not taken anything else in the nunnery, so it can be seen that he is not a wicked person who has lost his conscience. In addition, he stole loaches without knowing it, and he didn't alarm anyone in the nunnery, so it can be seen that he is not a reckless man.

A bold and careful man with a conscience has become a thief, so is he stealing loaches purely for his stomach, or just for fun?

Thinking of this, the corners of Wei Yining's mouth couldn't help but curve, she hadn't smiled for a long time.

Back in the room where he lived, Wei Yining had just taken a sip of herbal tea, and Mingxin, who was serving by Zhang's side, walked in.

"Fifth girl, the government has sent a car to pick you up, you change your clothes first, and then someone will come in to pick up your luggage." Mingxin's voice was as dry as her people.

However, when facing Zhang, she will try to soften her dry voice, but it is completely unnecessary to face Wei Yining.

What she said about changing clothes was to let Wei Yining take off her filial piety clothes.

Wei Yining took off her filial piety clothes outside, and her luggage was only two old boxes, and there was nothing to pack.

The two old boxes were brought to Lao Linghe by their family from the capital back then, and there were originally four in total.

Because after arriving there, the old patriarch of the local Hehe people, Lagupa, took great care of Wei Yining's family, and when his granddaughter Yingying got married, the Wang family took the initiative to give Yingying two relatively better boxes.

Because the Hehe people lived by hunting and grazing, they were not good at carpentry, and at most they peeled birch bark to make pockets for things.

So those two wooden boxes are rare and good things for them.

The two third-class servants from the Zhiyong Mansion who came to carry the luggage, plus a coachman, saw Wei Yining, who was quite respectful.

In any case, Wei Yining still had to resign to Zhang, although Zhang had always claimed to be a cultivator and did not care about mundane matters.

But if Wei Yining doesn't follow the etiquette, he will not be laughed at by others.

"In these days in the nunnery, Mrs. Lao has always taken care of her, and now that Yining enters the house, she will remember Mrs. Lao's kindness." Wei Yining lowered his eyebrows and thanked him.

"You don't have to thank me, and you don't have to think of me," Zhang said with an unhindered look: "Everyone has their own fate, and there is no need to force it." ”

"What Mrs. Tai said is," Wei Yining still said obediently: "I wish Mrs. Tai a promising cultivation and early success." ”