Chapter Seventy-Three: The Death Day of a Special Person
"Alone!" Liu Qingfeng's words seemed to be speaking to Yu Luoxi, and it was also like talking to himself.
Yu Luoxi was delighted with this answer, because she knew too well how much courage it would take to rip her out of her heart if someone was on the tip of her heart, and there was no unimaginable pain.
Now that he doesn't have a crush, that's the best, whether it's for him or for Yuexi.
"Childe, what do you think of Yu Yuexi?" She asked cautiously.
Liu Qingfeng actually knew more or less that there would be a Yu Yuexi in her mouth, and in the words of the past few days, he could feel Yu Luoxi's enthusiasm, but he also clearly understood that this enthusiasm was because of Yu Yuexi.
Although he had never had too much contact with that woman and had no feelings, he was not disgusted, after all, she was also the one who prescribed medicine and saved his life, and he could be regarded as half a life-saving benefactor.
But if it was because of this, he would have to repay this kindness for the rest of his life, and he still resisted.
"Girl, let me think about it before replying, after all, this matter is not child's play, and it needs to be considered in the long run." Liu Qingfeng politely refused.
Yu Luoxi didn't force it, she knew that everything needed time to complete, and the coming days would be long, she believed that one day Liu Qingfeng would find Yu Yuexi's goodness.
She placed the sword spike in front of him.
"My sister has been doing it all day, I hope my son will accept it, and no one can control what happens in the future, this object should be left in mind." If there is really fate in the future, then she also wants to fulfill her wish as much as possible, this sword spike, she hopes that he can accept it.
Liu Qingfeng saw that the sword spike was also quite meticulous, and there was just a sword spike missing on his sword, so he accepted it, which can be regarded as living up to the intention of the person who made the sword spike.
"Owner, I've come from the kitchen to call you for dinner." Zhang Liang called outside the door.
Yu Luoxi got up, "Let's go, I'm tired of a day, let's go eat something!" ”
Several people got up and followed Zhang Liang to the kitchen.
"Zhang Liang, tomorrow you prepare more paper money, and I will accompany you." Yu Luoxi spoke thoughtfully as he walked.
Zhang Liang was slightly stunned for a moment, and said: "It doesn't have to be like this, I can go by myself, you don't have to be like this every year......
"This is a favor I owe her, you can repay me one or two." She sighed, thinking back to the events of the year, quite emotional.
Zhang Liang didn't say anything about it anymore, and walked with his head down.
A few steps ahead, Tan Mochen habitually rubbed his ring finger, paused slightly, and then smiled and continued to move forward.
Following.
Early in the morning, Yu Luoxi put on his clothes and finished washing.
When Kite saw her for the first time, she felt a little strange, but as for what was strange, she couldn't answer.
Yu Luoxi saw that the kite also got up early, so she casually asked what she was doing.
The kite put the bottle of morning dew that he had just collected in his hand into his sleeve, saying that he had been idle for the past few days, and he had slept a lot, so he got up early.
She laughed at her for being better asleep than she could sleep, and then led her to the back mountain.
Passing through a small area of dense woods, there was an open and fairly flat area, which was not overgrown with weeds like elsewhere, as if it was often tended.
Not far away, there are several bulging mounds, and in front of each mound stands a tall stone monument, and the kite suddenly realizes that this is a cemetery.
Looking back at Yu Luoxi again, Kite realized what was strange about her today.
Although Yu Luoxi no longer wears pure white clothes, most of them are still navy blue and dark blue, but today, she is pure in a black shirt, even the silk around her waist is black, and her hair is not decorated, only a silver crown is used to raise her hair, and there is nothing else, even the red between her lips has not been dyed.
She understood, today, Luo Xi came to worship someone.
I guess it's a very important person.
Otherwise, how could he be so serious at this moment, and his steps would be so heavy.
"Zhang Liang!" Yu Luoxi walked over and greeted the man who was kneeling beside him and throwing paper money on the fire.
Zhang Liang raised his head, his eyes were slightly red, and he said in a somewhat dumb voice: "Owner!" ”
Yu Luoxi took the incense candle, lit it on the side, and then knelt in front of the stone tablet and bowed reverently.
The kite glanced at the tombstone, which read: The Tomb of the Mother Yu Ju.
Kite was a little surprised, combined with what Yu Luoxi told her before, she felt that this surname must be inextricably linked to Luoxi.
Yu Luoxi got up, bowed deeply at the end, looked at the kite on the side, and before she could speak, she said: "You should have found out, Zhang Liang's mother's surname is my surname." ”
Kite's curiosity suddenly came up, "I'm really curious about what will happen after that day." ”
Yu Luoxi smiled and didn't answer, but Zhang Liang on the side opened his mouth to tell her about the past.
On that day, Zhang Liang sent the last rations to Luo Xi's house, and their own life was even more poor, and the drunkard father also spent all the silver taels exchanged for Zhang Liang's mother's bracelet a few days later, and then went home to ask for money in vain, and was furious, and after beating him and his mother violently, he smashed all the things that could be smashed in the house, and finally took away the last quilt in the family, and then walked away.
More than a month later, Zhang Liang's mother was told by a neighbor that a corpse had been found in the well at the entrance of the village, but it had already been soaked and white, and she couldn't identify who it was, but judging from the wine jug pinned to her waist, it might be his father.
When he and his mother went to identify the body, he silently prayed, hoping that the lifeless man lying there was his father.
His mother didn't say anything about his father's death, but begged the villagers for help, carried the body back to the house, and went to the coffin shop to mortgage the deed of the thatched huts in exchange for a thin coffin, which can be regarded as putting him into the ground alive.
In the days that followed, although they were living poorly, at least they didn't have to worry about it, and they were much more comfortable, and they could see some wild fruits from the fence every once in a while.
A few years later, his mother finally fell, staying up day and night doing needlework to subsidize the family, and tirelessly helping people wash clothes for a little rice, so as soon as she fell, she never got up again.
Before he died, he entrusted all his savings, which were just a few taels of silver, to himself, and told himself that if he had the opportunity, he must help the girl who put wild fruits and vegetables at his door.
The year after his mother's death, there was a sudden flood, and it was the first time he saw Luo Xi again in many years.
At that time, she was no longer alone, she was accompanied by a boy and a girl, he was pleased, and told Luo Xi all these years of experience and his mother's instructions before she died.
Since then, Luo Xi has a surname.