It was Ruexiang's voice that came into my ears with the wind: "Uncle doesn't know that Miss comes here every year!" ”

"She's here to pay tribute to that person!" Jin Yu said slowly, but her eyes were chasing the figure that floated like snowflakes in the distance.

A long sigh fell with a withered yellow bamboo leaf, floating on Jinyu's shoulder, waving his hand and bounce away, silently hiding the grief that rose from the bottom of his heart.

"There are many crazy men and women in this world, but my young lady is the most stupid person! I've been so miserable all my life! Rue Xiang said faintly, turned her head to look at Jin Yu, and there was more pity in her eyes, "Although I am a subordinate, I also know that you also have pain in your heart, if you don't have full sincerity and friendship, you still don't ask too much, don't ask too much, ask too much to add trouble, ask too much and be robbed of love!" ”

"I understand!" Jin Yu replied lightly, not saying more. After Rue Xiang quickly caught up with Qianqian, she only kept a few steps behind her.

The wind was bleak, but the sky was bright but not because it was clear, but because there were snowflakes falling from the sky, falling and the whimpering of the bamboo forest.

I didn't walk for a long time, and suddenly saw that the bamboo forest in front of me had come to an end, and a small stream had already gone half of the water in the winter of the dry period, and a few pieces of bluestone were exposed, like a few holes in the soft white practice.

A small arched bridge that could be walked in only a dozen steps spanned it, and beyond the small bridge was a mulberry forest, and the winter was gone, leaving nothing but black bare branches and a withered yellow. At the end of the mulberry forest, several loess mounds stand one after another, but there are no tombstones.

In my memory, there have always been small rivers, but there are no mulberry forests and small bridges.

"It's a bamboo forest and a mulberry forest, but it's very hidden here!" Jinyu brushed her hand across the wet handrail of the bridge, soaked in morning dew and snow, as if talking to herself.

"There was no bridge or this mulberry forest before." Rue Xiang paused, her eyes were fixed in the distance, Qianqian had already arrived at a few mounds, standing there quietly, her plain white body was like a white marble sculpture.

"It was the young lady who secretly made this bridge, and found someone to plant a mulberry tree here, so that people mistakenly think that this is just a mulberry forest and nothing else!" Rue Xiang said slowly, and crossed the wooden bridge with Jinyu.

Jinyu let out a long sigh, and saw Qianqian from a distance silent, then rolled up her sleeves, picked up a few signs from a pile of dead bamboo leaves, and laboriously inserted them on the ground. Recently, the weather has been dry and there is little rainfall, and the ground is dry and hard, and Jinyu wants to go up to help but is stopped by Ruexiang.

"Mademoiselle won't be helped. This is a matter between her and him, and she doesn't want others to interfere! Rue Xiang shook her head and sighed again and again, "Although Miss is a daughter, her body is weaker, but her temperament is stubborn, and no one can change what she believes!" ”

"Indeed! Even her father-in-law can't resist her, if she hadn't insisted on recruiting relatives with hydrangea, how could I be where I am now! Jinyu laughed to herself, seeing that Qianqian had erected a few rotten planks with the help of a pile of rocks. There are a few pieces without words, and one of them is written with the words "Su Wenxi's Tomb".

"Su Wenxi!" Jin Yu muttered, this name should have been the name she was most familiar with, but she hadn't heard anyone evoke it for more than ten years, coupled with the corruption and treason that was pressed on it, Jin Yu hadn't seen these three words for a long, long time!

If it weren't for her, I wouldn't know when I would be able to see my name, at that moment Jinyu's eyes were moist, and under the tears, the heaven and earth of intuition lost their temperature in an instant, and the snow fell one after another, and her heart had already become frozen.

The stubborn and weak woman Jinyu had an urge to go up and hold her gently, but he couldn't, he had something very important to do, so he could only clench his fists tightly and forcibly let himself stand in place, slowly let the surging tide in his heart slowly calm down, and let himself become a sculpture, standing in the distance and looking at her quietly.

After a spring and summer, the grave was overgrown with weeds, and after Qianqian set up the tomb plaque, she began to pull the weeds, and the decayed grass stuck to her dress, and the too tall weed brushed her bun, and a few strands of hair were messed up.

There were still snowflakes on her bun, her face was a little pale because of the cold, and Jinyu felt a faint pain in her heart when she saw Qianqian's appearance.

"The extermination of the Sumen clan was the will of the emperor himself, corruption is tantamount to rebellion, Yizhuang is allowed to collect the corpse but not allowed to erect a monument! But the young lady really couldn't bear to be so nameless here, so she secretly wrote a wooden plaque and only came to stand it every year during the sacrifice! It has been eleven years since the Suman clan was wiped out today! Rue Xiang had no choice but to put down the bamboo basket in her hand and take care of the paper money candle inside.

"You mean it's not a mound of clothes?" Jinyu was a little surprised! In the distance, his relatives were buried in the barren loess mounds!

"Certainly not a mound of clothes! At that time, more than 200 people died in the Sumen family, which was too much, and the young lady couldn't take care of the master alone, so she could only find the Hou and Mrs. of Sumen and the eldest son and the little son to be buried here! Rue Xiang separated several pairs of white candles and placed them on the grave one by one, and pointed to the highest place in the middle: "This is Su Hou Ye and Mrs. Su's!" ”

There was a smaller one next to him: "This is the youngest Su Gongzi's, less than a year old!" Hey......" Rue Xiang sighed, her finger swiping over the mound next to her, where Su Wenxi's tombstone was standing.

"This is Su Wenxi, who was known as the first son of the capital back then!" Rue Xiang looked at the sky, the snowflakes fell into her eyes, turning into a line of tears, Rue Xiang wiped her eyes with her cuffs and was all sad, "The personable son was burned into a charred corpse in the end!" ”

Jin Yu's heart was already as cold as the snow-covered earth, without a trace of temperature, under the extreme suppression, her face was a little pale, perhaps because there were too many feelings intertwined in her heart, Jin Yu's eyes became hollow, as if they were not focused.

Stunned like a walking puppet, he slowly walked to several lonely graves, in front of his parents' graves, Jinyu couldn't shed a single tear and told a word of lovesickness.

Just stretched out his hand so tremblingly, grabbed a handful of loess in his hand, condensed all the hatred and all the pain in his hand, as if he wanted to turn the loess into powder.

The once living relatives didn't have time to take a look, but in the blink of an eye, they were separated by dry bones, separated by the loess, and the parents who had not been supported were wronged, and they couldn't even have a tombstone.

The slightly smaller lonely tomb was so small, and the dry bones inside were so small, Jin Yu couldn't help but look in her eyes, thinking about the appearance of her younger brother when he was born: it was wrinkled and not good-looking, but then it was a little doll that was getting more and more cute. I heard that my younger brother was thrown to death when he died, and his little head hit the ground and blossomed.