In the evening, Xiuniang woke up and turned around. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw my grandmother covering her mouth, lying beside her, crying silently.

She was just holding on with a hard breath, and when she saw her grandmother so sad, her heart couldn't help but soften, and she said in a low voice: "Amo, don't cry." ”

Mama was stunned for a moment, saw her wake up, turned over and hugged her and cried bitterly: "Ouch, my little Shiwai, why are my lives and you so bitter?" ”

Xiuniang was also sad and cried with her silently for a while.

Mama cried for a while, but remembered, struggled to get up, and groped under the bed for a long time.

Xiuniang was puzzled, but she found a wooden box from a very hidden place. Open it and hand it to Xiuniang. It turned out to be a box of silver jewelry. The lines are sleek and gorgeous.

He picked her up again and sat down by the mirror. Loosening her long hair, he took a small grate and began to carefully comb her hair.

While combing, he said with tears: "When our Yi women get married, we ask our mother to comb the bride's long hair, wear a full set of silver jewelry, arrange more people to come, and marry my girl lively." Although it was clearly stated at the beginning that he was a concubine, your father married your mother according to the etiquette of a wife. Pity their children, who have not enjoyed any blessings, and will be married indiscriminately. ”

When Xiuniang heard this, her heart didn't hurt, and tears rolled down her eyes.

Mama cried and sang in a low voice, thinking that it was a ballad of Yi Di's reluctant mother. Then he sang the ballad of his daughter's reluctance to give up his parents.

Xiuniang also whispered in tears when she heard this.

At the end of the song, the head was tied up, and the gorgeous jewelry was hung up. Thinking that the future would be death and death, both of them couldn't help but hug their heads and cry.

After the two cried for a while, the grandmother choked up and said, "My son, you will get married tomorrow." It's time to say goodbye to you, Atta. ”

Xiuniang said hatefully: "Why should I go to say goodbye to him." He lay silently on the bed. It's been 10 years! Have you ever taken care of us once? ”

Mama choked up and said, "Don't blame him." When you were born, he hugged you in his arms, and it hurt like a jewel. Woe was not something he wanted. And how to manage it. Go ahead, go see him. You'll go out tomorrow, and you don't know when you'll see him again. ”

After speaking, both of them couldn't help but cry bitterly.

Although she was reluctant, Ah Mo told her so, so she had no choice but to take off her jewelry and sideburns and change back into her usual clothes. Taking advantage of the fact that it was already night, the doors in the corners were not locked, quietly avoiding people, all the way to a small house in the garden, gently pushing the door into and covering it up, tiptoeing up the stairs and entering a room.

There was a smell of ointment in his face, faintly with a stale smell. On the table in front of the bed, the oil lamp was dim. Although I am used to seeing it, I can't help but cry when I think of tomorrow when I think of separating tomorrow.

Stretched out his hand to open the green gauze tent, looked at the thin man who was silent on the bed, and choked lowly: "Father..."

I once saw it in the portrait, and my father was a middle-aged and strong man who was suave and suave. Now he is a thin man, his eyes are closed, his hair and beard are gray, and he is not aware of any sound from the outside world. If it weren't for the fact that his chest was still slightly heaving, it would be no different from a dead man.

I sobbed for a while, but I barely stopped. Wiping a handful of tears, he was about to sit and talk to his father. But I heard a creak at the door downstairs, and then the words of the eldest lady sounded: "You all stand down, and let me and the old lady watch the old man alone." ”