The cold winter nights are dark and long. The wind roared outside the window, sounding like someone was crying, and it made people's hearts tremble. However, the Ling family's compound was so peaceful and serene.

In the early morning, the orange-red sun rises lazily over the horizon, smearing the misty earth with a layer of glow. Although it was still winter, the heavy snow covered the grass, the stacks, the rivers, the fields, and the fields. However, the wisps of morning light gradually dispelled the haze of fog barrier frost, as if the blood condensed by the creatures who had been living in caves for a long time became active again.

Originally, today, Old Man Ling wanted to take out the good wine that he had treasured for many years and continue to fight with Old Man Liu for three hundred rounds, but early in the morning, his father-in-law and mother-in-law suddenly resigned, saying that there were still things to do at home, and he didn't eat breakfast, so he hurried home.

The old man Ling wondered, isn't there only the two of them left in the family, originally thinking that their son and their daughter would take over to live together after they got married, after all, they have no children under their knees, and they can still take care of each other when they live together. But the two of them disagreed, saying that they had already had feelings after living there for many years. There is only one house left, and what feelings can there be.

Now it's even more, the New Year hasn't finished yet, and at first he said that he would bother for a few days and spend more time with his grandson, but now he stayed for a day and left, and the depressed old man Ling asked if he had done anything to Old Man Liu when he drank too much yesterday.

Only the daughter-in-law Wen'er knows, because Mr. and Mrs. Liu also have what they want to protect.

The second day of the Lunar New Year is traditionally a day to visit relatives and friends. However, everyone visited Old Man Ling yesterday, so today the Ling family is relatively quiet, Old Man Ling and Young Master Ling went to visit the homes of several prestigious elderly people, and sent some daily necessities to a few families who live a hard life and came back early.

The sudden silence made everyone inexplicably irritable and panicked. At four or five o'clock in the afternoon, the sky was getting dark, and the sound of firecrackers disappeared one after another, indicating that the New Year's send-off ceremony had also ended.

Darkness gradually shrouded the sleeping earth, the hazy sky, the snowflakes scattered disturbedly, the chaos flew in the boundless paleness, and the cold wind stirred up the cold that had not gone away at the beginning of the year.

It seems to be suffering someone's thoughts, or is it ruining someone's heart? The depressed mood arose, and Old Man Ling pulled his son to drink the Tibetan wine that was originally going to be drunk with Old Man Liu, and there was only the sound of chopsticks and cups and plates touching each other on the table.

"Click...... Click, click, ......click, click, click, click, It's so late, the snow is still falling so heavily, who is still coming to pay New Year's greetings so late?

The bolt wore a heavy cotton jacket and ran to open the door with great reluctance.

"Ah, Mother Wang. It's so late, why did you come so far away? "The person who came was the princess who delivered the baby to Young Master Ling. The bolt looked around outside the courtyard gate, and found that there was no carriage, and looked at the long row of footprints behind Mrs. Wang, the old man actually walked over. The bolt scratched his head and took Mrs. Wang in, and wondered: "It took an hour to pick it up in a carriage the day before yesterday, how much time does it take for this old man to walk." ”

"Ah, it's Mother Wang, come, come on, come inside the house, it's too cold outside." Old Madam Ling greeted her out.

"Mother Wang hasn't eaten yet, come and eat together, thanks to Mother Wang, or my grandson doesn't know what to do." Old Man Ling said.

"Don't eat it, the young master's safe birth is due to the blessing of the Ling family, and I just made a move."

Mrs. Wang's gaze moved from Old Man Ling's face to Wen'er, and then looked at the child in her arms.

"I'm here today to see the little master, and then I have a few words to say."

Mrs. Wang walked to Wen'er's side, and Young Master Ling gave up her seat and asked Mrs. Wang to sit down.

Mrs. Wang took out a small peachwood sword from her sleeve. He said: "I am also destined for this child, I have delivered 99 children before him, and this child happens to be the hundredth child I delivered. A hundred living beings came into this world from my hands. My wife, my first husband was killed by a foreigner on the day of my wedding, I was abducted here and handed over to the beard, but I was frightened and fell to my death on the same day. ”

"Hey, Mother Wang is also a poor person." Wen'er comforted, "If Mother Wang doesn't mind, she can let Chen'er recognize you as a godgrandmother." ”

"Okay, I'm going to have a queen." As he spoke, he stuffed the peachwood sword into the little master's arms.

"This is when I was on the road, and I didn't have to deliver a premature woman on the road, a passer-by gave it to me, saying that I was destined to pick up life and death, and the normal birth of the baby had no effect on me, but all the premature and dystocratic children were born with my lifespan. This peachwood sword is a sacred object that cuts off the calamity and protects itself, as long as the number of births is not more than hundred, you can avoid the calamity, and live for a hundred years. The little young master happened to be the hundredth of my midwifery, and I originally thought that I would enjoy my old age with a hundred of them, but I didn't expect that after I went back, I found that my life was lost rapidly, and the little young master's luck was too strong, and this peachwood sword knew that it could not be sheltered, so I gave up. ”

As she spoke, the wrinkles on Mrs. Wang's face seemed to be deeper.

"I'm an old woman, I don't have anything long, and I don't know if this peachwood sword will work, but I hope it can also shelter the little young master for a hundred years."

"Mother Wang, we can't accept such a valuable gift, you are also too worried, you can stay for the time being, and find a doctor for you tomorrow to take a good look, your body and bones are good." Old Madam Ling said.

"I still know my own body."

Mrs. Wang got up.

"Every time a dragon is born, the heavens and the earth will be bloody and bloody, when the dragon is soaring, turn over the hands for the clouds and cover the hands for the rain, but when he is young, he is just slaughtered by others, and even for the meal on the plate. How I wish I could see this dragon take off. ”

Old Man Ling was depressed for a day during the day, and he was even more confused by these words of this princess.

"It's too late, can Mrs. Ling arrange a car to take me back."

"Mother Wang, you stay here tonight, and send you back tomorrow" Mrs. Ling was also very puzzled by these words, but the other party was leaving, and she knew that she didn't want to say more, and she didn't ask more, thinking about staying overnight and talking again tomorrow.

"No, I'm sorry to trouble Old Madam Ling."

"Plug, you can send Mother Wang." Wen'er arranged it.

"Mother Wang goes all the way, and I will protect it until the dragon takes off."

"Haha, good." Mrs. Wang suddenly became in good spirits, her face became ruddy, and she walked out the door.

"Hades asked me to leave in the second year of junior high school, but after all, I can't see the sun in the third year of junior high school."

The return to the light made Mrs. Wang seem to be a few years younger, quickly got into the carriage, and embarked on the road home, a real way home.

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The next day, I learned that Mrs. Wang was wearing a longevity dress that had been prepared, and she was lying peacefully on her kang and growing old

The Ling family was responsible for settling down the funeral, and Young Master Ling attended the funeral in Wen'er's arms in sackcloth.

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