At first, Dad Yang was going to put trophies and trophies on himself and his wife, and then his son and daughter also had trophies, so Dad Yang turned all the cabinets next to them into glass display cases, so that all the children's trophies and certificates were received here.

A few people had just finished washing, and before Dad's meal was served, they entered this trophy room, which is what they do every Chinese New Year's Eve.

Look at the young parents, and the trophies that the parents got, and then discuss with relish, their parents are not commensurate.

"Big brother, how old were you when you won this trophy?" Yang Yuqing was suddenly particularly interested in the trophy of the first martial arts championship won by her eldest brother.

Her elder brother and sister have been trained by their mother since they were children, the eldest brother participated in some international competitions when he was very young, and the second brother just learned to make his mother happy, so he didn't go to any events, and my sister applied what she learned even more, learned martial arts and her mother's sanda, and even ran to become a martial arts star.

As she was a child, she was not in good health and couldn't learn anything, but she believed that her brothers and sisters and her parents would protect her.

"When you were fourteen years old, you were less than three years old at that time, and your mother took you to watch the game, look at this, the little girl your mother is holding is you." Yang Jinwen pointed to the trophy to him, and the two photos next to him, one was a photo taken by him holding the trophy, and the other was a photo taken by his mother holding his sister and standing with him.

Compared with the mother of more than ten years ago, although she looks younger than her mother now, her mother is more delicate now, although her mother is nearly sixty years old, but because of her self-discipline and daily exercise, she looks less than forty.

"This year is my mother's 60th birthday, how can I help my mother?" Yang Jinwen looked at the mother in the photo, and suddenly remembered that their mother was sixty years old.

"Mom has everything, why don't we all free up that time, a few more days, and accompany my parents to travel around the world? Let's go together as a family. Yang Yuling thinks this thing is still more romantic.

"I think Dad is going to kick us away, a good world for two, what do we have four more light bulbs like?" Yang Xiuwen is more realistic, their parents are very affectionate, and they always dislike the four of them as super-large watt light bulbs.

Ms. Lu Qingshang heard the conversation of several children at the door, and laughed with a snort: "Okay, a few big light bulbs, it's time to eat, hurry up, go to rest after eating, it's all a little bit." ”

After a happy supper, Yang Yuling was ready to sleep with her sister because her sister had been having nightmares recently.

Yang Xiuwen wanted to observe his sister's situation, so he was going to sleep on the sofa in his sister's room, and Yang Jinwen would of course accompany him.

He also wanted to know what happened to his youngest sister.

In this way, after the brothers and sisters changed their pajamas, they entered the same room, the two brothers talked on the sofa, and Yang Yuling took her sister back to the room and soon fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Yang Yuqing was awakened by the disturbance again, and this time, she saw all the faces of the people in the dream clearly.

The two Yang Jinwen brothers jumped up from the sofa for the first time and ran to the side of the bed to see their sister.

"Don't be afraid, my brothers and sisters are here, don't be afraid." Yang Xiuwen hurriedly reached out to hug his sister, Yang Jinwen brought her a glass of warm water, and gave her two sips first.

"Brother, there is a lot of blood, my father is gone, my mother is gone, and a lot of blood has been shed." Yang Yuqing saw clearly that the middle-aged man who was pushed down and hit on the stone was her father's face, the little cub who was protected by the middle-aged woman under her was exactly the same as when she was young, and the one who pulled the little cub and ran forward desperately was her sister.

A few people comforted their sister, and they didn't know when they all fell asleep, and the brothers and sisters hugged each other like this.

Not long after they closed their eyes, they had a dream, which was similar to the situation described by their sister, not even the leaves of the withered grass could be found, and some people went to boil water from the bark of the horn tree, whether it was on the body or on the ground, it was bare, and there was no trace of green shadow in sight.

Even the leaves on the trees were plucked off, soaked and softened, smashed with stones, taken down and boiled and eaten.

Yang Jinwen saw it, two little girls, one big and one young, running desperately holding hands, and a few people in tattered clothes chasing after him, he wanted to step forward to help, but it turned out to pass directly through the bodies of those people.

What Yang Xiuwen saw was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old young man, holding a bow and arrow and a firewood knife and going up the mountain, it was winter, the snow covered all the vegetation on the mountain, and he couldn't find a little green, and unconsciously he followed the young man into the deep mountains and dense forests.

Walking and walking, there was more green, Yang Xiuwen didn't know how long he had been walking, and suddenly heard a tiger's cry, which scared him, and also scared the teenage boy, he wanted to run, but his legs didn't obey and kept shaking.

Suddenly, Yang Xiuwen seemed to hear the sound of swords colliding, and he wanted to let the young man hide, but the young man was like nailed there, staring at the scenery in front of him.

Finally, the young man was able to move on his own, so he quickly found a tree and hid behind the tree, his face was a little pale, and his legs were still shaking.

I don't know how long it took, there was no sound, the young man had already eased up at this time, trembling and ready to go over to see, walked a few steps, it was really weak legs, and he could only use crawling.

Fortunately, it was not very far away, and after the young man climbed for a while, he found a boy wearing a brocade dress, and the clothes on his body did not need to be touched, and he knew that it was good material at a glance.

There were about six or seven black-clothed people behind this boy, Yang Xiuwen himself walked past the young man to those black-clothed people, looked at the snow in front of the place where they poured, and found that there was no breathing, otherwise there should be exhaled melting snow in that snow.

The young man was eye-catching, after making sure that the people in black were out of breath, and then went to look at the boy, he found that the boy's brother still had some faint breath, but he was shivering on his cold body, and there was a knife wound on his back.

The young man searched all those people in black, and the harvest was not bad, Yang Xiuwen couldn't understand how much those silver horns represented? But he counted that there were more than a dozen, and there were two paper-like things, and after a closer look, there were stamps on them, which should be silver tickets, but these two bags were more careful, and they should be afraid that the snow would get wet.