Chapter 331 Du Kang is incomprehensible and sorrowful
Haipiao said: "Sit down and bake the oven and drink some wine to warm up." β
Xia Xia didn't refuse, sat down, took away the wine bottle in front of Haipiao, and said with a smile: "You stinky third brother, you know that if you take a bad brother Haipiao, you will hurt your body by drinking, if you want to warm up your body, you can have hot tea and hot soup, you have to drink these things that hurt your body." β
Han San smiled and shouted: "Hey, it's really him who wants to drink it himself, I'm just here to make a face, how did it become that I brought him badly, it's really a turtle hitting a hammer!" β
Xia Xia glared and said, "Who is the turtle and who is the hammer?" Nasty third brother. β
Han San laughed angrily and blew his beard and glared.
Hai Piao said with a smile: "The third brother is right, I recruited him, the wine is pleasant, and it is not in the way." β
Xia Xia glanced at me, there was a lot of distress and worry in his eyes, Haipiao must still be upset about the quarrel with Song Lingjian, so he wanted to drink to relieve his sorrows.
Zhu Jing was bold, sat down and said, "If you meet it, just drink a few glasses, it's rare to be happy." β
I know that Zhu Jing is talking the opposite, he should still be worried about the heavy words he said with Xiang Zhou, and he is depressed and difficult to express, this is also a good opportunity.
Han Sanxiao looked at Zhu Jing with strange eyes, and he didn't know why, he couldn't get acquainted with Zhu Jing and the others, maybe these two people had a soldier's spirit in their bones.
I pushed Han San and smiled, and said with a smile: "It's good to have multiple wine companions, this account will be recorded in the embroidery village, you, don't worry about your wages." β
This sentence is really the most effective, Han Sanxiao immediately seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, with a thick smile on his face, poured a full glass of wine for Zhu Jing, and said, "That's that, Uncle Zhang, Uncle Zhang, the wine bottle is empty, three more bottles!" β
I glared at him.
He grinned: "We are three big men, dignified men of seven or eight feet, one bottle per person is not too much, okay!" β
Zhu Jing drank it all, closed her mouth and came back to her senses for a while, and hissed: "I haven't drunk it for a long time, this time it's really a rush." β
I smiled, thinking that his life has been decent all these years, and he can't even drink at a glance, and it's good to be presumptuous, it's better than drinking alone.
Han San smiled and said, "Xia girl, why are you glaring at me, hurry up and fill us with wine!" β
Xia Xia glanced at him, poured half of the wine in the Haipiao wine glass and left, and said: "Brother Haipiao, you don't have much alcohol, don't think about this scoundrel third brother carrying you home when you're drunk, you drink less." β
Hai Piao smiled: "There are a few, rare." β
Xia Xia flattened her mouth, returned to me and took the lantern in my hand, still looking indignant.
I said to the three of them: "You guys are making trouble, I'll go back with Xia Xia first," and turned to Zhu Jing and explained, "I'll keep the door for you, don't be too late." β
Zhu Jing nodded at me, the wine was a little on his face, staining his usually slightly pale face.
"Hai Piao, you too, come back early - you are both on the same road, no one is allowed to get drunk on anyone, you know?" The last sentence I said with a smile at Han San.
Hai Piao was still smiling slightly, and his deep eyes contained incomprehensible emotions.
Xia Xia and I turned around and went home, but the three men behind me who were drinking didn't have half a word of chatting and laughing, and they seemed to be drinking their own stuffy wine, relieving the unsolvable knot in their hearts.
Back in the laneway of home, Xia Xia went back to clean up the study room for Zhu Jing, and I wanted to go to see Song Lingjian, although she did scold me and cry today, alas, but how long can I be angry with her?
The courtyard door is empty, the courtyard is dark, I am not sure if Song Lingjian is in the room, usually she likes to run to the mountains when she loses her temper, it is quiet, enough for her to be calm for many days. But if you think about it, her temper is mostly inexplicable, because none of us dares to make her angry casually, and she always talks and suddenly touches something, and she doesn't even know where she is wrong.
But this time I know that the reason is the jasper hairpin I sent, and as for why, I have to ask her herself, and maybe I will never know the answer.
"Perhaps, it was a mistake from the moment we came here."
I was stunned, although the voice was as light as a falling needle, it still drifted to my ears with the wind in the quiet night, and Song Lingjian's voice was not the tone that Song Lingjian should have.
I didn't dare to go into the courtyard again, I only dared to lean on the courtyard door and look in secretly, for fear of disturbing her, what happened to her? Why do you say such a thing?!
The door of her room was not closed, and there was a faint green light in the faint crack of the door......
My hairs stood on end and I fell backwards to the ground.
The green lightβ
Ghost Lights!
Han San smiled and said that it was a ghost lamp, a lamp for ghosts to illuminate the way to the ghost road!
Later, although he explained to me that the green light was the color that Song Lingjian had with a green glass lamp, I actually didn't believe it at all, and the pain of Shiyilang's death slowly subsided in my heart...... But why did you see it again today?!
Could it be that this ghost lamp was lit for me?
The moment I fell, the green light went out, and Song Lingjian's door suddenly closed tightly, as if sensing me outside.
I was overwhelmed by the overwhelming desperation, and I sat in a daze for a while without the strength to stand up.
"Alas, Sister Fei, I said why didn't you come in for a long time, why did you wrestle again? How many times a day you have to fall, it's really worrying. Xia Xia helped me up.
I felt dizzy as if I had collapsed, and I said slowly, "I'm tired, I want to go back to my room to rest." β
Xia Xia walked in with me and said, "Well, I have prepared hot water in your room, just wash up and sleep well." β
I went back to the room silently, my mind full of the glowing green fire in the crack of Song Ling's arrow door.
When I got back to my room, I didn't feel sleepy at all, and it was ridiculous to think that since I had accepted that time was running out, why should I still be haunted by the ghost lamp?
If there is a lamp that illuminates the road of hell when he dies, it is better than black paint.
I thought about it for a while, found some beautiful blank paper books from my previous collection, and began to list the rest of my work to accomplish.
I've always been a person who doesn't plan and doesn't plan, everything depends on the people around me, and the trivial things in the village have always been done by Xia Xia, and the business has become better and better in recent years, but there are some things that others can't help themselves after all, I can't pull Xia Xia and say: Xia Xia, Sister Fei is going to die, you come to help Sister Fei make a dying list?
Xia Xia will have red eyes, look at me silently, pretend to be strong and laugh at me stupidly, and cry and swollen his eyes when he goes back.
How can I give it up?
The wind was whimpering outside, but my heart was as calm as a mirror.
I wrote carefully, because I was reluctant to waste these beautiful papers, and I didn't know many words, and many of them still had to be replaced by symbols, so that I should learn more words quickly, so that they would not laugh at me when they saw them.
Stop, write, think, occasionally see yourself in the mirror with a pen to think, unconsciously smiled, if my father is still alive, maybe I am like in a dream, healthy, smart, know a lot of words, understand a lot of truth.
I can't blame anyone for what fate has taken away from me, because it takes away something and compensates me for something else. I've been doing well in the past few years, and I've probably lived a happier life and received more genuine affection than anyone who is physically fit and smart.
"Sister Fei, are you asleep?" When he was about to write, Xia Xia's voice sounded faintly outside.
"Oh, it's coming." I stopped writing and said, "What's wrong?" β
Xia Xia's voice became a little louder, and the shadow cast on the door also became larger, and said, "I thought you forgot to turn off the lights when you fell asleepβwhy didn't you sleep so late, what were you busy with?" "Then push the door in.
I hurriedly put away the notebook and said to Xia Xia who came in: "Oh, I squinted for a while, I can't sleep well, maybe I slept too much during the day, so I got up and cleaned up." β
Xia Xia is also neatly dressed, but her hair has been withdrawn, and her face is particularly gentle and beautiful when she is draped behind her: "It was you who said that you wanted to sleep, but it was you who didn't sleep in the middle of the nightββ"
I smiled and put the inkstone in the box.
Xia Xia didn't pay attention to this, and as soon as she walked in, she took the lamp at the corner of the table and put it on the table under the window, and said, "You still have to pay attention to your eyes, don't get too close to the lamp, the smoke will be sour." β
I looked at her and said, "Why don't you sleep yet?" After a busy day, you are still so energetic? β
Xia Xia flattened her mouth, looked out the window and said, "It's almost three watches, why haven't they come back yet?" I have never seen him so melancholy as he is today, and I don't know where to start, hey. β
I touched her head and said distressedly: "You go to sleep, with me, I can't sleep at night anyway, I'll watch, you can't manage everything perfectly." β
Xia Xia shook his head, sat down and said with his head on his lean: "I always want to help something to feel at ease......"
I also feel helpless, who can care about Song Lingjian's affairs? Who cares?
"Since Sister Fei can't sleep, then let's wait here together, lest the two of them get drunk and come back, then Brother Zhu Jing doesn't look like a person who can take care of people, Sister Fei, you can't be busy alone, I have to watch."
I also hold my head, Ying Ying candle flame, I don't seem to have looked at Xia Xia's face so carefully for a long time, it may be the reason for the long hair, suddenly I feel very strange, she seems to have grown taller again, just came in from the outside, like a big girl, it seems that she is already taller than me, the original slightly round little face is also pointed out of the chin and has clear edges and corners, and the clear and shiny big eyes have begun to flow with the warmth and thoughtfulness that only women have.
I couldn't help but whisper: "We Xia Xia are already big girls." β
Xia Xia smiled: "It's good to be older, so I can help Sister Fei more, I always say that I'm still young, this doesn't let me do it, and I don't let me help it." β
I felt a lot of feelings, and said softly: "You have helped me enough, I really dare not look like what I would do without you all these years." β
Xia Xia reached out and grabbed my hand, and said, "Then I have to say that if I haven't met you all these years, I don't know where I am begging for food without a name or surname." β
I glared at her and said, "What are you talking about, you are not allowed to always say that you are a beggar or something, you look at your current appearance, maybe it is a daughter who was abducted by a kidnapper, and she can't live a life of wearing gold and silver when she comes to me." β
Xia Xia smiled crisply: "Who wants to wear gold and silver, it's not too heavy-but, speaking of this, there is one thing that I really think is quite strange, and I don't know if I think too much." β
"What's the matter?"
"In the past few days, has Sister Fei been to the hospital?"
I was stunned, I was a little weak-hearted, I did go a few days ago, and I learned about my condition through the doctor...... I didn't dare to answer, I didn't know what Xia Xia was asking me what I was trying to do, Ma Mu said: "I haven't been there in the past two days, what's wrong?" Why do you ask this? β