Mrs. Shan is sick, an old man in her seventies, who has tasted all the bumps and hardships in life. Now it is the last year of the wind and candles, and it is about to die.

She summoned her son and daughter-in-law to the bedside and told them that she only had one wish to fulfill, that is, she wanted to see her grandson Shan Tiezhu get married.

Hearing Mrs. Shan's wish, Shan Hulu and Second Sister Zhang looked at each other. Mrs. Shan glanced at her son and daughter-in-law tiredly, and gasped, "I know you are embarrassed, I will tell Tiezhu about this matter." You just have to get the dowry or something, just get ready. ”

More than half a year ago, after Shan Tiezhu took his grandmother and parents into the house, he learned that he was engaged to Tang Xing'er, and Yao Qiong had already been married to Li Sheng, the king of Ning.

The tower-like Tiger Lie General Shan Tiezhu turned around and ran to the back garden of the General's Mansion, and let out a desperate roar at the low sky. Since then, his personality has become like his father's single gourd, taciturn and unsmiling.

Unlucky were his soldiers. Every day on the training ground, General Hu Lie trained like crazy, so that as soon as they finished training every day, they collapsed on the ground and didn't want to move. But they couldn't complain, because the training intensity of this Wupin general was no worse than theirs at all. Unexpectedly, it also trained one of the strongest armies in the country.

On this day, Shan Tiezhu, who was exhausted by himself on the training ground, returned to the house with his head down, and came to greet his seriously ill grandmother as usual.

Listening to his grandmother's request, Shan Tiezhu was silent for a long time, and finally he still kept his head and agreed "yes" in a low voice.

Soon after the Shan family entered Beijing, the Tang family also moved from Yaojia Village to Hancheng, and lived not far from Shan Mansion. The villagers of Yaojia Village have some wealth in their hands over the years. Therefore, the Tang family bought a few storefronts in Hancheng and opened a silk village, and life was not bad.

Because Mrs. Shan was seriously ill, Shan Tiezhu's wedding was not grand, but in accordance with the procedure, he made a big appointment, passed the big gift, chose a good day and auspicious day, notified relatives and friends, set up a few tables of banquets at home, and used a big red sedan chair to carry Tang Xinger into Shan's house.

On the wedding night, the guests dispersed, and Shan Tiezhu was drunk, and fell into a deep sleep in the red cave room. This unexpected wedding night made the fifteen-year-old bride Tang Xinger a little at a loss. She lifted her big red hijab, stirred the big red handkerchief in her hand, bit her thin lip, leaned against the head of the bed, and couldn't sleep all night.

Soon after Shan Tiezhu got married, Mrs. Shan drove to the west. Before dying, she took the hands of Shan Hulu and Tang Xing'er, and couldn't bear to let go for a long time, with a glint of anticipation in her eyes. It wasn't until Shan Tiezhu knelt at the head of his grandmother's bed and nodded solemnly that the light in Mrs. Shan's eyes gradually dissipated, her throat moved slightly, and she closed her cloudy eyes.

Whose life is going well?

Tang Xing'er's red wedding dress was changed into a white filial piety dress, and she knelt in front of Mrs. Shan's spirit, crying so much that her liver and intestines were broken. Shan Tiezhu looked at Pear Blossom's wife with rain through hazy teary eyes, she was still an ignorant child, what did she do wrong? Shan Tiezhu felt a faint apology in his heart, and he gently stuffed a white coarse cloth handkerchief into Tang Xing'er's hand. Tang Xing'er was surprised again, and looked at Shan Tiezhu unexpectedly, and even forgot to cry for a while.

When the Shan family sent Mrs. Shan's coffin back to Shan Village, the Yao family was also dressed in heavy filial piety and accompanied the funeral procession.

White paper money was sprinkled on the white hearse, white curtains, white prayer flags, and white mourning sticks.

The endless crying and mournful suona sound made Yao Hei'er in the Suding Silver Curtain Bead Car a little dizzy. She remembered what she said to herself when she went to visit the seriously ill Mrs. Shan, "Girl, you are a smart person, you must know that everything in the world has a certain number, and you can't force it." ”

This old lady from a humble background understands everything, but she refuses to say anything. Her life has never been smooth, but she has always lived strongly. young, without a husband; with hard work, raised children and grandchildren; The Yao family was in trouble, and she reached out to help; Yao's family was displaced, and she followed closely with her children and grandchildren; Yao Hei'er cut off the marriage between Tiezhu and Qiong'er, and she accepted it calmly without any complaints.

Grandson Shan Tiezhu became a general, and she could have enjoyed the blessings with her, but the impermanent fate took away this old man who had no desires and no desires.

She had not read the books of the sages, and her wisdom in life came from her life of suffering.

Yao Hei'er's thoughts floated, and she didn't know if she had really done something wrong. She rubbed her temples, which were a little painful because of the busy days, shook her neck, lifted the curtain on the side of the car, and wanted to breathe, but she inadvertently glanced to the side, and saw two young men dressed in white, riding on two silver-white horses, whispering.

One is her second daughter Yao Pei, and the other is Weiyuan general Jin Heng. Jin Heng and Shan Tiezhu formed a life-and-death friendship on the battlefield, so this time they also insisted on going to Shan Jia Village to see Mrs. Shan on her last journey.

It's just that Yao Pei, a girl, saw Jin Heng before, as if she had thorns all over her body, relying on her sharp teeth, she always squeezed Jin Heng so much that she stammered, and her face was red. When did these two people have endless things to say?

Yao Hei'er sighed quietly in her heart, if this girl really fell in love with Jin Heng, she would no longer be able to throw away the phoenix. Leave them alone! Moreover, this second girl is not something she can manage.

It's already mid-autumn, and the trees on the roadside have begun to turn slightly yellow, and the wind blowing from the forest has already had a faint coolness. Looking into the distance, the clouds and mountains are clustered, and the smoke trees are green. The traces of war for more than a year have not faded from these wild villages, and in Yao Hei'er's memory, there should have been a prosperous market in the middle, but now it is broken and scattered, and the dilapidated huts are smokeless.

How many years have you not been back to Shanjia Village? Yao Hei'er narrowed her eyes and silently calculated in her heart, ten years? Eleven years? Or twelve years? The village, where he only lived for two years, has an extraordinary meaning for Yao Heier. She was reborn there, bitter there, and at the bottom of happiness and warmth.

Zhong Cuiling, who was covered in vegetarian clothes, sat next to Yao Hei'er, and she was constantly wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes with a white handkerchief. For Mrs. Shan, she also has a special emotion.

That desperate evening, three-year-old Yao Pei asked for tea, Zhong Cuiling hurriedly went out of the house, but she didn't know where to go to ask for water for the second lady. Although she was a slave, she was sold into the Yao family when she was a child, because she was clever and intelligent, and her appearance was smart, she was sent to serve Miss Yao Heier, and the two grew up together, Zhong Cuiling's food and clothing were all about the same as Miss, and the people in Miss's room were also dispatched by her, and she never went to someone to ask for anything.

She wandered back and forth on the dirt road in Shanjia Village, not knowing what to do. It was the old lady who was collecting the vegetables at the door who saw her embarrassment and opened her mouth to ask her, and she asked her lips. The old lady's body was thin and wrinkled, but her eyes were loving and kind, which made Zhong Cuiling feel that her mother, who had been forgotten, should be like this.

In the more than two years in Shanjia Village, in the more than ten years of Yaojia Village, Zhong Cuiling has always respected Mrs. Shan as a mother.

The crying, which had lasted for a long time, grew fainter and fading, until it gradually disappeared, and only the sound of wheels could be heard.

After a decade of absence, Shanjia Village is already in sight.

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