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Three years ago, it was about this time, anyway, in the tenth month of the lunar calendar, I only remember that day was Tuesday, and I can't remember whether it was the first day of the year or the teens. That morning, I got up and changed the briquettes, then went to the back garden to pull a few small cabbages, went home to wash, boiled a pot of boiling water, and then went to wake them up, I prepared the noodles to make breakfast, and after eating, we went out to work together.

The noodles should be eaten now, they are thick and not delicious, I waited in the kitchen for his two cubs to get up and wash, and after a while, Lao Li got up, Zhu Qingmo got up, I went to knock on the door and called him, there was no movement inside, I didn't care at the time, I thought he was annoyed that I was annoying that he was lazy and deliberately ignored me.

After Lao Li washed up, I started to put down the noodles, and after a few minutes, the noodles came out of the pot, and the door of Zhuqing's room was not opened, so I asked Lao Li to urge again, and then I didn't get up, I was afraid that he would be late for work after he slept over.

Lao Li went to knock on the door, there was no reaction inside, he became suspicious, the door slammed the mountain, or did not react, he sensed that something was wrong, kicked the door open with two feet, and found Zhuqing lying motionless on the bed and falling asleep, shouting that he should not wake up, he was in a hurry, and called me over.

I reached out and touched his forehead, which was a little hot, and it was also hot in the bed, it was a fever. I was so anxious that I cried, and when I tried to help him get dressed and take him to the hospital, he woke up, but his eyes were blank and unconscious.

Lao Li carried it on his back and sent it to the district hospital, and the doctor could not find anything else, saying that it was a severe cold, and he was treated for two days, but it was only slightly transferred, so he was transferred to the county people's hospital, and three days later he was transferred to the first hospital attached to the district.

After a few days of treatment, the condition improved, but the examination came and went, but the specific cause could not be found, so he was transferred to the provincial hospital, the result was still the same, the symptoms were obvious, but the cause could not be found.

This circle is tossed for two months, treatment comes and goes, neither good nor bad, either can't sleep at night, or fall asleep and have nightmares, during the day in a trance, listless, the whole person is wilted.

In the past three years, we have tried our best, last year we went to Guangzhou Hospital, and this year we planned to go to Beijing......

The hospital suspected that he had a mental problem, and asked him in detail if he had suffered unexpected shocks and emotional setbacks before the onset of the disease, but no matter how much you asked him, he was silent.

He was only twenty-three years old at the time, working at the grain station every day, and there was definitely no unexpected fright, as for the emotional aspect, he had the experience of free love with his sister, but he gave up halfway and had no result.

Later, I learned that two or three days before his illness, Wen Xiaoxue, a teacher at the town middle school he had pursued, had hanged herself at school...... As for the specific situation, Qingming and the fat man know better than me, let them tell you a few of them......

The hall under the fluorescent lamp was very bright, and several people sat on the sofa, drinking tea and smoking with their own thoughts, and no one spoke. I looked at Tan Qingming, and he hesitated for a moment before he began to tell what he knew.

Zhu Qing and Wen Xiaoxue were classmates in high school at the county No. 2 Middle School. After graduation, Zhuqing's cousin was unemployed for more than a year before going to the class at the grain station, Wen Xiaoxue returned to her hometown for half a year and became a private teacher in their township, because she could play the piano and sing well, she was transferred to the town to be a music teacher.

I, my cousin Zhulin and the fat man are junior high school classmates, and they are not in the same school in high school, Zhuqing's grades are good in the second middle school, I am in the fifth middle school, and the fat man is in the sixth middle school.

So for Wen Xiaoxue, we didn't know each other at all before she was transferred to the town. I didn't know that Zhu Qing had a crush on her when she was in the second middle school.

There is a saying that women are a curse. It's not a good thing for a girl to be too beautiful, the so-called red face is probably the same. Wen Xiaoxue was good-looking, beautiful and talented, and when she was transferred to the town, she became the object of pursuit by many future students on the town street. As far as I know, there are seven or eight. They are all the children of district and commune cadres. And the one who chased the most fiercely was Chen Xiangdong, deputy director of the District Revolutionary Committee.

Crush is very painful, and compared with many suitors, whether it is family conditions or their own cousins, Zhuqing is more than enough. How easy is it to hold a beauty? A few of us were his friends and friends, so naturally we gave him a lot of ideas and helped a lot. With the relationship with her former classmates, she can be regarded as the closest to her, and according to what we said at the time, there is a great hope.

Wen Xiaoxue is an assertive girl, with a decent style, although there are many suitors, but she has not accepted anyone, she once said to Zhu Qing that she will never fall in love and get married before the age of twenty-five. This gave Zhu Qing a lot of hope, if he didn't talk to him or others before the age of twenty-five, at least the opportunity was still there.

With the continuous onslaught of Chen Xiangdong, deputy director of the Revolutionary Committee, things have changed.

Liu Xiangdong was twenty-eight years old at the time, he was a demobilized soldier, and his father was the deputy commissioner of the Yangzhou region, and his appearance was passable. It has only been a year since he was transferred to the Sangongqiao District, and they all said that he had come down to gild, and he could be raised at any time, and his future was bright.

To be honest, with Wen Xiaoxue's family and her own conditions, if she can marry Chen Xiangdong, it is indeed Gao Pan, and there is no good store in this village. Wen Xiaoxue is a smart person, her sister will eventually get married, facing Chen Xiangdong, who has good conditions in all aspects, she was moved and accepted his feelings.

This is a huge blow for Zhuqing. Not long after that, for some reason, Wen Xiaoxue accidentally committed suicide, and Zhu Qing was in pain, perhaps, this is the cause of his illness......

Tan Qingming said a lot in one breath, and drank a cup of tea in one breath with a dry mouth. There was a smell of smoke in the house, Tan Aixiang opened the door, and cold air came into the house. In winter, the temperature is low at night, and it feels a little cold.

It was quiet in the room, and several people looked at me together.

For the love between men and women, I still only have a hazy consciousness, far from being enlightened, and I can't understand and imagine this kind of life-and-death relationship at this time. I don't agree with Tan Qingming's statement that it may be the cause of Li Zhuqing's illness. My gut tells me that this is probably only one aspect, and not the main thing, because there is something at work after all.

I took a sip from my teacup and said to the crowd, "In this case, it may be a trigger, but I don't know exactly what is at work. It's almost ten o'clock at nine o'clock, it's not early, uncle, you prepare a mat for me, I have to guard him in Brother Zhuqing's house tonight. ”

Tan Aixiang said: "Don't you sleep in bed? It's cold at night, how can a mat do? I'll ask them to help move this sofa cushion in, and I'll get you another quilt. ”

I laughed and said, "No, I'm not going to sleep in the house, I'm just meditating, just have a little cushion for me to sit on."

Tan Aixiang sighed, got up and went to the house, and after a while, I brought a small brown mat, I stood up and said, "It's better to have this." I walked to the cabinet and took my schoolbag, and followed Tan Aixiang into Li Zhuqing's house.

Li Zhuqing had already fallen asleep, breathing smoothly, with only a slight snoring sound. I spread the palm mat on the ground opposite the bed and placed my bag on it.

In my bag were my must-haves, yellow paper, incense candles, money swords, and pig-killing knives.

Tan Aixiang stood on the edge of the bed and looked at her sleeping son in a daze, and I whispered: "Uncle, go out, tell them that there will be nothing to do tonight, let them go back to rest early, you and Director Li should also rest early, I will call you if there is something."

Tan Aixiang retreated, I plugged the door, turned off the light, sat down on the palm mat, opened the school bag, took out the money sword and the pig-killing knife, and put them on the mat one left and one right, and then sat down cross-legged.

I relaxed, meditated and closed my eyes, and with the long and thin breath, I gradually entered the emptiness and my consciousness opened, flying flowers and falling leaves, all in the touch.