Today is Chinese New Year's Eve. He Jingying carried a basket and walked to the stream outside the Chong'an Mausoleum. The basket contained dumplings that He Jingying had wrapped early this morning, as well as a pot of wine.

By the stream, there is a simple tablet, which is just a mound of clothes.

He Jingying put the dumplings and wine in front of the tablet, bowed, and her eyes suddenly became wet again. Today, it is not only Chinese New Year's Eve, but also the first seven of Yan Xiaodao.

When He Jingying, Xiao Lian and Old Man Mo returned to Chong'an Mausoleum from the mass grave that day, it was already early in the morning.

Chun'er stood in front of the small courtyard, looking out anxiously, and when she saw He Jingying, she hurriedly greeted her. "Miss, you're finally back." Chun'er looked at the room uneasily: "Miss, Yan Wuyi is here." Not long after I returned to the small courtyard, Yan Wuyi came. ”

He Jingying walked into the house and saw Yan Wuyi kneeling beside Yan Xiaodao, gently wiping Yan Xiaodao's cheek with a clean cloth, picking up another knife and gently shaving Yan Xiaodao's beard. When Yan Wuyi heard He Jingying come in, he asked without raising his head, "Do you know why he keeps wearing a beard with a knife?" ”

Yan Wuyi said to himself: "When Xiaodao was a child, in order to earn a living, he went to a rich man's house to do short-term work during the Chinese New Year. Originally, he was going to do some rough work, but he was taken by the master of the family, and he was asked to do it. If he refused, the old man knocked him out and used him strongly. He was locked up in a firewood room, tortured by the beast for three days, and finally escaped one evening. He was very young, and when he saw someone on the street, he went to call for help. But if anyone wanted to save him, some people said that if the beast had not given him food, he would have died and would not have been satisfied. ”

Yan Wuyi dipped a rag in some water again, gently wiped off the beard that fell on his face, and carefully cleaned up the beard piles left on his face. "He was almost beaten to death by the family, and he ran all the way to my Yizhuang. That year, the Zhuangzi next door had a plague and sent many corpses to me. As soon as he entered Yizhuang with a knife, he was afraid to drill into the pile of dead people. Yan Wuyi smiled sarcastically: "In this world, the living are more terrible than the dead. The family was so angry that they finally let go of the knife. The knife also got sick because of this. When he recovered, he grew a beard and never shaved it again. ”

Yan Wuji cleaned Yan Xiaodao's beard, revealing a fair and handsome face.

At this time, Yan Wuyi finally turned his head and looked at He Jingying. His eyes were red, like a demon. "I just don't understand, why did he save you! Why does he know you! He's stupid! He's delusional! He thinks he's going to be your friend! What are you! You are the princess and princess, we are just ants! ”

He Jingying shook her head and said, "I've never thought like this. ”

"Never thought of it that way?" Yan Wuyi sneered, "Do you still think of him as a friend?" He saved you, but you left his body to lie on the cold ground. What do you think he is! ”

Xiao Lian said angrily: "Yan Wuyi, shut up!" Do you know ......?"

He Jingying grabbed Xiao Lian and shook her head. No matter what the reason, she did throw Yan Xiaodao in this Chong'an Mausoleum, which no one cared about.

Yan Wuyi laughed: "Shut up? What if I don't shut up? Anyway, I'm just an ant, you can kill if you want to, Lord, am I still afraid?! Kill me! Yan Wuji took a few steps closer: "If you kill me, I can be with the knife." In this world, there are only the two of us who can rely on each other, but he wants to treat you as a friend. ”

Yan Wuyi looked at Xiao Lian and shook his head: "I don't blame you, it's he who wants to save you." Yan Wuyi turned around and pointed at He Jingying again: "But you shouldn't!" You shouldn't slander him! You think he sent you that poisonous roast chicken. He couldn't get angry, so he went to the jailer to theorize, and was broken by seven or eight jailers. His leg was broken, and Jingzhao Mansion Yin's errand could not be completed. You have done him like this, but he will not complain against you! He said that when he was in Yongzhou, if it weren't for you, he would have died on the cliff. ”

Yan Wuyi punched the wall: "But he forgot, who told him to go to Yongzhou in the first place!" He heard that you were imprisoned in Chong'an Mausoleum, and he ran here before his legs were healed, but he came to die! He was afraid that you were still annoyed with him, and he didn't dare to see you when he arrived at Jiashi Road. He stayed on the stone road for three days, but he didn't dare to come to Chong'an Mausoleum. I didn't feel comfortable coming to him, but I found his lonely body. ”

Yan Wuyi howled at He Jingying: "Why are you! Why do you slander him? Why should you let him sacrifice his life to save you! Why are you! ”

He Jingying's nose was sour, and tears fell. "I never thought it would be like this, he didn't have to ......"

"It doesn't have to be anything? Don't have to die? Yan Wuyi glared at He Jingying: "Childish! What do you want him to do? Tell you that the rice is poisonous? Yan Wuyi collapsed and said, "He is different from you! You are nobles, and I dare not hurt you easily! But he's not, he's just a pariah! If the food is poisonous, he will be killed and killed, and if the rice is not poisonous, then it is the crime of slandering the saints and punishing the nine clans! There is only one way for him to go to Chong'an Mausoleum! That's death! ”

He Jingying's body shook, she had never thought about it like this. She had never thought about this from Yan Xiaodao's point of view.

Yan Wuyi still refused to give up, crying, "He shouldn't know you!" He's been played with in the palm of your hands all his life, what's the difference between you and that brute! ”

"Enough!" Xiao Lian let out a loud cry and punched Yan Wuyi in the face.

Yan Wuyi spat out a mouthful of blood: "You are not worthy. You don't deserve to let the knife lay down your life to save you! After that, Yan Wuyi picked up Yan Xiaodao's corpse and walked out of the Chong'an Mausoleum without looking back.

"Yan Wujiao!" He Jingying chased two steps, but was grabbed by Xiao Lian. "Let him go. Let him calm down. ”

After Yan Wuyi came down the mountain, seven days passed.

Chong'an Mausoleum was strengthened and guarded, and Xiao Lian and He Jingying were really placed under house arrest. They found a place with good feng shui by the stream and repaired a mound for Yan Xiaodao. The tombstone was personally typed by Xiao Lian when he went up the mountain to cut down the tree, and the words were engraved by He Jingying with one stroke.

He Jingying put the dumplings in front of the tombstone and muttered: "This dumpling is stuffed with pork, the weather is cold, and the wine is warm, I don't know if you like it or not." If there is an afterlife, I will save you. ”

Xiao Lian took out a cloak and put it on He Jingying's shoulder, and pulled He Jingying's shoulder together: "A-Ying, let's go." If there is an afterlife, Yan Xiaodao will definitely not suffer anymore. ”

He Jingying nodded and wiped her tears with the back of her hand.

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