Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Fire (1)
Qingyun didn't sleep peacefully, and since she came to Liujia Village, she had hardly slept peacefully.
At that time, the broken grass house she lived in was leaking on all sides, and there were wild wolves peeping in the dark at night, she was a light sleep, even in the days when she lived with Ziling in the West Hutong, she was pregnant and sleepy all day, but as long as she heard the slightest sound, she would wake up.
Tonight she felt very strange, obviously she heard someone calling her outside the window, she wanted to get up to see what was going on, but her body did not obey the command of her brain, and she couldn't even lift a finger.
She was anxious, the more anxious she was, the more panicked she became, she didn't hear the sound of Guo's mother getting up to check, but the sound of talking outside the window was clearly reflected in her ears, and faintly, she heard the word "Doubao".
Doubao, her son, is the man God gave her the most cherished in this life, do the people outside the window also know Doubao?
This aroused her curiosity, it was a man who spoke, although she couldn't wake up, but she knew very well in her heart that that person's voice was not Cheng Jun or Yang Langzhong, who was running to her window and whispering in this ghost weather?
She listened with bated breath for a long time, the north wind outside shouted, and the sound of speaking was intermittent, she only heard the "fire" clearly, what fire?
For a moment, her brain crashed, and she didn't turn a corner for half a day.
Is it that someone's house in the village is on fire? With such a strong north wind, if one family catches fire, then the whole village will suffer.
Her home, in particular, was in the downwind, surrounded by reeds next to her white fields, and then the stables......
She broke out in a cold sweat in her dream, it was terrible, the fire would consume everything, she had to get up and see, why didn't the people outside put out the fire? Still going to talk about it?
Because of fear, her hand finally touched something, soft, and she seemed to be able to smell a good milky fragrance under her nose, "Doubao!" ”
Qingyun opened her eyes suddenly, and the nightmare that had plagued her for half the night faded like a tide, and she touched her back, wet with sweat.
She threw herself to Doubao's side to touch the child's face, touching the inside of the sleeping bag, and the breathable sleeping bag was also wet, she knew in her heart that it was definitely not Doubao wetting the bed.
"Mother Guo? Guo's mother? As soon as the sound like a broken gong came out, she herself was startled, and she couldn't open her mouth because of the pain in her throat, and it took several rubs to relieve the pain.
Unable to get a response from Guo's mother, she climbed under the window again, and before she could see the outside clearly, a black shadow suddenly came.
"Ahh She instinctively screamed, but because her throat hurt so much, the exclamation only turned into a thin line, and the black shadow didn't seem to hear clearly, and a bright dagger suddenly plunged in through the crack in the window.
A thief! Qingyun reacted immediately, and the first thing that came to mind was to hold Doubao and dodge.
"Mother Guo? Guo's mother? She jumped off the ground in a panic, and as soon as her feet touched the cold and biting ground, her brain instantly cleared up a lot.
Guo's mother is old and has always slept badly, but she is still on duty tonight, and she didn't even answer after shouting several times, something must have happened.
Qingyun was frightened into a cold sweat, pushed open the door barefoot, and Guo's mother really slept to death in the compartment, and she actually snored.
Worried that someone outside would jump in through the window, Qingyun hurriedly plugged in the door of the cubicle and slapped Guo's mother in the face until there was a pain in her palm, but she didn't wake up Guo's mother.
In a panic, Qingyun saw the teapot on the table, Guo's mother was afraid that she would fall asleep at night, so she usually prepared a pot of strong tea, Qingyun picked up the teapot and poured out some tea and slapped it on Guo's mother's forehead, Xu was stimulated by the coldness, Guo's mother opened her eyes in a trance.
"Mother Guo, get up and take a look, there are thieves in the house."
Mother Guo still stared at her blankly, without any reaction, she stomped her foot lightly, stuffed the sleeping Doubao into her arms, and said sharply, "Protect Doubao." ”
As she spoke, she opened the door and went out, quickly pulling out a dagger with a short handle from a jade box on the dresser.
This was secretly stuffed to her by Lin Xu Ao when he left that day, he said that this dagger was made of the best obsidian, and it was made of the finest obsidian, and the iron was sharpened like clay, and she was told to stay by her side to defend herself, even if she stabbed someone to death, she was not afraid, and he could help clarify it from the government.
When she heard these words, a sentence immediately came to her mind, "My dad is Li Gang"!
She asked, "Are you a relative of the emperor?" Talkative? ”
He said, "I have a friend who is a relative of the royal family. ”
After speaking, he blinked his eyes without a scoundrel, leaving Qingyun speechless for a while.
Thanks to her greed at the time, she thought that this dagger could be sold for a good price, so she kept it.
Picking up the dagger in her hand, Qingyun retracted her thoughts, seeing that the window was about to be removed, she didn't know where she got the courage, climbed up to the kang and slashed it with a hand that reached in.
Lin Xu Ao really didn't lie to her, she watched a complete right hand jump onto the windowsill, the wrist that had been cut off began to spurt blood, and there was a heart-rending howl outside the window.
Qingyun only felt that it was dark in front of her, and her hand holding the knife trembled uncontrollably, and finally her legs went limp, and she fell on the kang, and her brain went blank.
The screams outside were too miserable, and when Guo's mother came out with Doubao in her arms, she saw Qingyun sitting there with dull eyes.
"Ma'am, what's wrong?" Guo's mother stepped forward in horror and hugged her, pulling back the soul that had flown to the sky.
Qingyun slowly lowered her head, holding a black dagger in her trembling palm, even in the dark, she could see a palpitating light, it was really ...... What a good knife.
As the screams became smaller and smaller, there were chaotic footsteps and noises outside, and the two of them nervously hugged Doubao, as if they were facing a great enemy.
Soon, a red light appeared in their eyes, and a crackling explosion alerted the two of them that there was a fire outside.
When they pushed the door out, the east wing was already on fire, and the fire borrowed the wind to provoke a high flame, and the gong "Bangbang" under the ancient tree in the center of the village sounded, and soon saw figures running towards the river from all corners.
The river froze and there was no water source, and the wind and snow were so heavy that there was no way to extinguish the fire, so everyone could only watch the four rooms turn to ashes.
From beginning to end, only Qingyun and Guo's mother were awake in the family, and everyone else was asleep.
After the last bit of fire was extinguished, Guo's mother dragged her sore legs to the west wing and the front yard to check, and came back with a pale face after a while.
"The girl in plain clothes is not here, Cheng Jun and Yang Langzhong were woken up, and the two of them didn't know that there was a fire outside."
"Where's Ziling? Go and see if she's still asleep. ”
After a while, Guo's mother stumbled over, and said with a white face, "Ziling is not here, there is a ...... in the house." There was blood everywhere. ”
Liu Xigui, who was directing the villagers to help check the fire situation, turned around in surprise when he heard Guo's mother's voice.
"Qingyun, I remember that there is a rich lady living in your house, where is she now?"
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