"Tang'er, it's cold, add some clothes!" Su Wannian held a six- or seven-month-old baby in his left hand and a thick down jacket in his right hand, and asked tentatively.

"yes, it's cold! Father, do you think Zhou Zhou will be cold and panicked underground? Su Jingtang knelt in the ancestral hall, carefully wiped Mu Bangzhou's tablet with a silk cloth, and asked in despair.

"Alas! Jingtang, the deceased is gone, mourn! You have been mourning for Zhou Zhou for more than six months, in the past six months, you can't eat, sleep, and have no intention of working, you are not only distressed by me, but if Zhou Zhou is aware of the spring, he will also be distressed. Cheer up, you still have me, and you and Zhou Zhou's children! Su Wannian said distressedly.

Hearing this, Su Jingtang raised his head suddenly, some dirty hair, newly emerging stubble, and empty eyes all showed that this man had experienced the pain of losing his wife. Su Jingtang looked at the six- or seven-month-old baby, who had grown black hair sparsely, sucking his fingers obediently, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and at this moment the baby was also looking at Su Jingtang, as if it was a telepathy between father and daughter, and the girl actually reached out to Su Jingtang to hug.

Su Jingtang stood up and took the child, and said to Mu Bang Zhou's tablet: "Zhou Zhou, look, this child's eyebrows and eyes are very similar to you." And the baby in his arms seemed to be as he wished, and he grinned at Su Jingtang.

"Father, can this child be named?"

"No, I just thought that when you cheered up, you would take it."

"Then let's call it Su Dye!"

"It's a bit casual!" Su Wannian said weakly: "It's better to be cautious in naming names, this... But is there any moral to it? ”

In the Song Dynasty Zhou Dunyi's "Ai Lian Said", it was mentioned that Yu Du Ai Lian came out of the mud without staining, and the water was clear and rippling but not demonic. Poets only love not to be stained, and so are people in the world, but they are born to be contaminated with the fireworks of this world, no one can be extraordinary, pure and elegant, and do not eat the fireworks of the world. Dyeing is to hope that she will not forget her original intention and grow up peacefully after being contaminated with the fireworks of the world. ”

After a pause, Su Jingtang continued: "I don't want to dye right and wrong, how can it backfire, but I hope that my son will have someone to accompany me on the bumpy road ahead." ”

Hearing this explanation, Su Jingtang said: "Then it's called dyeing!" It's a good name! After that, Su Wannian teased the baby in Su Jingtang's arms, and read over and over again: "Dye, dye..."

When the ancestor and grandson were smiling, Su suddenly remembered something, stopped his movements, and said solemnly: "Tang'er, there is a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not..."

"Don't break your son, and ask your father to talk about it!"

"Tang'er, on the day of Zhou Zhou's birth, when the master left, he left a sentence saying: This girl is just a peach and plum in her prime, and she died to be married. I don't believe in ghosts and gods, but... But..., this is about dyeing and dyeing's life, I don't know what Tang'er thinks about this? ”

"Father, Zhou Zhou is the person I love deeply, but I haven't been able to be white-headed with her in this life, then I will definitely protect and dye a lifetime of peace."

Su Jingtang was afraid that Su Wannian would not be able to understand the meaning of the words, so he explained: "It is better to believe it than to believe it, we still have to take precautions as soon as possible." ”

"That's... That... What do you think? Su Wannian asked.

"Our Su family is a medical family, and inherited in ancient times, your Chinese medicine attainments are very high, and I am good at Western medicine and surgery, if I am in danger in the future, I want to let Dye Dye understand medicine to save myself." Su Jingtang said.

"Jia's son-in-law, don't forget our Mu family!" Kong Wu's powerful voice came from outside the ancestral hall, and no one had heard it before.

Seeing the visitor, Su Jingtang hurriedly said with concern: "Father, you are not in good health, Zhou Zhou..." hesitated for a moment and said: "I should have gone to visit you, why bother you to come here in person." It's the son-in-law who is negligent! ”

Mu Huaiqing did not answer, but took Su Ran from his arms and said, "Good grandson, grandfather came to see you." Did your infatuated dad treat you badly?! ”

Su Jingtang has been mourning for Mu Bang Zhou for more than six months, everyone in Yuncheng knows that the Su family has an infatuated man, and the Mu family has a good son-in-law. The June Mourning Celebration was not unusual in ancient times, but it is rare in the impetuous modern era. Coupled with the words he had just heard outside the door, Mu Huaiqing recognized Su Jingtang very much.

"In this Cloud City, our Mu family is as famous as your Su family, although the medical skills are not as good as yours, but the divination skills of my Mu family are also inherited from ancient times. My little girl must be good at divination to know the good and the bad, so that my bad old man can rest assured. Mu Huaiqing said arrogantly.

After speaking, he continued with a sad expression: "In my life, I have not been able to predict the death of her mother, nor the death of Bang Zhou, I am really ashamed!" But both hexagrams are auspicious signs, and my divination skills have failed! ”

"Bang Zhou's death is my responsibility. Fathers don't have to blame themselves. Your Mu family's divination technique is unparalleled in the world, and no one doubts it, but this divination technique is a technique of spying on the heavens, and I am afraid of dyeing her......"

"You're right, maybe it's because of God's curse, our Mu family used to be a huge family, but now I am the only one left in the main branch."

"Father doesn't need to be gloomy, you still have me, Jingtang will definitely raise you as his biological father."

"You have reminded me that divination is easy to be counterattacked, so let Dye Dye practice ancient martial arts to defend himself, and he can also strengthen his body." An Dunian, who had been listening quietly, spoke.

"It's just a candidate for this ancient martial arts..."Su Jingtang hesitated.

"Let's find Old Man Liu." Mu Huaiqing blurted out.

"You reminded me, but then again, this old man Liu hasn't seen my good grandson yet!" Su Wannian said.

"Tang'er, you have been mourning for Zhou Zhou for six months, this, this dyed full moon wine, the 100-day banquet has not been held yet!" Su Wannian continued.

"Then choose an auspicious day to do it, but you can't wronged my good grandson." Mu Huaiqing said dotingly.

"Then February 28 next year, February 28 is Dye's birthday, and it is also Zhou Zhou's sacrifice day, Zhou Zhouquan will be happy if he knows." Su Jingtang said.

"Let's start preparing today." Su Wannian said.

On the 28th day of August in the solar calendar, the Su family in Yuncheng removed the white lanterns and hung the red lanterns, and the people of Yuncheng knew that this was the beginning of the first half of the life of Su Dye, the only daughter of the Su family.