The man's expression suddenly became a little depressed, and he couldn't tell what kind of misery it was.

In the end, the man just gently folded the paper with the portrait carefully, and reluctantly squeezed out an ugly smile at Xichen and Xiao Daozi: "Two masters, please go back, it's all retribution, the retribution that our Tang family deserves......"

"Retribution?" Xichen didn't know whether it was anger or how, and pointed to the little girl on the bed, and her tone was a little bad: "Even if it's retribution, retribution is yours, how old is this little girl, and you are willing to watch her suffer?" ”

The man's shoulders shook slightly, but he was still muffled, but his breathing was unusually heavy.

Xichen chuckled and said: "After a person dies, he will only miss the yang world and his loved ones, and I have never heard of a dead person coming back with resentment to take revenge on his loved ones!" Unless, I hate you to the core...... Did you really get a strange illness and die? Or is there something you don't dare to say? ”

In the end, Xichen's face suddenly became cold.

The man seemed to be in great struggle and pain, tearing his hair, his face was pale, even with a slight anger, but his voice seemed a little weak: "She is the daughter of our husband and wife, and my husband and wife have never treated her badly in the ...... during her lifetime."

Xiao Daozi on the side suddenly smiled meaninglessly: "Since you didn't treat her badly in life, then according to your meaning, you will treat this child badly after death?" ”

The expression on the man's face froze violently, and finally he trembled, slowly buried his face in a pair of big hands, and couldn't cry.

"Two masters, let's talk outside!"

When the man raised his head, there was a heavy exhaustion in his voice.

The forest shadow was mottled with a breeze, and what was surprising was that the man never stopped walking out of the yard all the time.

Xichen and Xiao Daozi didn't know where this man was going to take them, but they didn't ask.

After leaving the village, I made a few bumpy bends along the slope before I came to a rather remote wood.

Arrived here, the man suddenly knelt down, in front of him, is a stele, the tomb is only a small lump of raised soil, compared to the other tombs next to it is very inconspicuous, the stele reads: "Beloved daughter Tang Xiaoxiao......"

The man pointed to the cemetery in front of him and asked in a miserable voice, "Can the two masters see what kind of place is this?" ”

Xichen was a little puzzled: "Everyone on the stele is surnamed Tang, it must be the resting place of your parents, but it's just ......"

"Little Master is trying to say that most of the unmarried girls' families are not buried in the ancestral grave, right?"

The man smiled bitterly, and when he saw Xichen nodding, he pointed to the tombstone in front of him: "Here, there is only a bunch of clothes from the child's life!" Actually, the child is not buried here! ”

Xichen and Xiao Daozi's brows suddenly jumped: "Clothed mound? ”

The man put his head in front of the monument for a long time before he choked up and said: "Xiaoxiao, this girl, her life is hard, she has not been in good health since she was a child, and she can't hide it, the old man is a patriarch, and this child is sick, so the old man is even more reluctant to get close to this child!"

But our husband and wife regard Xiaoxiao as the meat of their hearts, nothing else, this child is sensible, although he is usually not as lively as other children of the same age, and he doesn't like to talk, but he is a caring! If you really talk about knowing cold and knowing hot, no girl is as good as Xiaoxiao......"

The man's tears suddenly snapped down, and he wiped his elbow over and over again, and his throat was dumb: "When Xiaoxiao was born, the gentleman who criticized the eight characters said that this child's eight characters are yin, so the yang energy in the body is inevitably weak, and as a result, he is sick all day long!" No matter how you condition it, you can't adjust it well, besides, we are an ordinary family, and we can't save a few spare money if we work hard, let alone conditioning.

So we can only pay more attention to our husband and wife on weekdays, but ah, I remember, Xiaoxiao celebrated her seventh birthday that year...... That night...... That night......"

Speaking of this, the man couldn't cry anymore: "In the middle of the night, Xiaoxiao suddenly cried, this child rarely cries, but that night, he cried non-stop, how to coax and ask, and he didn't answer, just crying, like he was afraid of something!"

It's hard not to cry, but it's so quiet that I can't say it, just staring at a place motionlessly! We didn't think much of it, but when we woke up the next day, the baby was gone...... I thought at the time, maybe this is what we often call fate, where can we ordinary people survive this thing! ”

The man wiped his tears, and there was a little helplessness in his tone, but what he didn't notice at all was that when he said these words, the faces of Xichen and Xiao Daozi on the side had changed, and their eyes were full of shock.

The man continued to take care of himself: "Originally, even if this child was buried, even if this matter was over, the little girl died, and the funeral could not have much pomp! But my father suddenly stopped me at that time, saying that he was not in a hurry to bury it, and he asked someone to help pull a line!

At that time, I understood what my father meant by pulling a thread, according to our popular words, that is, with a boy and a parent, and an unmarried boy and girl after death, with a marriage! My father told me that if the boys and girls did not give them marriage, their ghosts would be troublesome and their homes would be uneasy! I don't understand this, but I don't think it's appropriate anyway! I argued with the old man for a few words, and the old man scolded me fiercely, and finally told me that if people give 10,000 yuan, they can't earn so much money in their lives......"

Xiao Daozi put his hands behind his back, looked at the stele, and then looked at the man on the ground who was guilty and blamed himself, and sighed: "So, you agreed?" ”

The man smiled miserably: "No, although my family is poor, I am not afraid of poverty, and I can't exchange my daughter for money for this loss of conscience!" It was my father, who secretly dug up his granddaughter's grave at night and sold his granddaughter to an unidentified person, who I still don't know. We didn't ask for a penny of that money, but because of this matter, the family was seriously ill and washed their faces with tears all day long...... So later, our husband and wife buried the clothes that Xiaoxiao had worn before, and erected this monument in our Tang family's ancestral grave, which is also a thought, and we can't live with her......"

After finishing speaking, the man bowed his head and kowtowed a few times, and muttered in his mouth: "Retribution, it is the retribution of my family, and it is also the retribution of the old man, don't blame her......"