Chapter 249: The Last Dead Leaf...
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The Wang family and the Li family's mansion are still the same, but they are engraved with the vicissitudes of the Jiazi years.
There is more moss on the stone slabs of this long street, and many places have been repaired.
This city is not a city, a tree is not a tree, and a man is not a man.
Wang Shi and Li Nuoqing were like passers-by, they did not enter the Wang family's mansion or the Li family's mansion. may be more timid with a sense of being close to home, and Wang Shi knows that this Wang family is no longer his original Wang family, grandfather, father, and mother have left one after another.
Even if both the uncle and aunt went, Aunt Bingqing could still prolong her brother's life, but Aunt Bingqing refused and resolutely left the world with her uncle.
In fact, Wang Shi is very envious of Aunt Bingqing and uncle, Aunt Bingqing is willing to be ordinary, follow her uncle to teach her husband and children, love each other for a lifetime, and finally turn into a handful of loess without regrets.
Wang Shi looked at the Wang family from afar, the feeling was very complicated, more strange, a little flustered, he didn't know how many people still remembered him, maybe not.
Wang Shi suddenly saw two children on the street, a man and a woman, both still wearing open crotch pants, with pink faces, chasing after the crowd, and their laughter was as crisp as a bell.
"Let's go!" Wang Shi said with a smile as he looked at the two children.
Li Nuoqing hesitated a little and said, "Aren't you going in and having a look?"
Wang Shi shook his head and said, "Don't disturb their lives." ”
Wang Shi went to see the graves of his parents, with his grandfather in the center and his uncle on the other side of his grandfather. Wang Shi and Li Nuoqing knelt and kowtowed together.
"The child is not filial, and he will be repaid in the next life!" Wang Shi was sad.
Wang Shi remembered Wang Li. This younger brother heard that with the help of immortals, he lived longer than a mortal.
"Xiaoqing, after I die. Bury my ashes with my parents. Wang Shidao. With Xiaoqing's wish, he can make it come true.
Li Nuoqing nodded
After leaving Licheng, Wang Shi was a little stunned, but his heart was gradually satisfied, at least he had gone to see his homeland.
Came to the frontier, where the loess is piled up, and the desert is lonely. It is extremely desolate, and the small town where Wang Shi is located is now extremely desolate. The number of people has dropped sharply from 1,000 to 100, and some people have left this place, thinking that he went to the outside world. And some people died. And no one will come here, and it will become a dead lake.
However, Wang Shi and Li Nuoqing don't feel desolate here, because the two are together, their hearts are full of each other, and they are not lonely. They are still planting small saplings, in their yards and in the Gobi Desert outside their yards, more and more.
Although Li Nuoqing is an immortal. But the two of them have a very tacit understanding, and they don't talk about immortals. Wang Shi also did not have a tacit understanding to ask Li Nuoqing's experience, because he knew that her experience would be as bitter as his, or even more bitter.
And the only thing he has to do now is to cherish the remaining ten years between the two of them, isolated from the world, they live a very simple life, walk together, laugh together, plant trees together, sleep together, and love each other together.
One day Li Nuoqing said: "Wang Shi, have you forgotten?"
Wang Shi looked at Li Nuoqing, with a frown, he was a little puzzled, he didn't know what he had forgotten.
"When you were ten years old, you said, in six years, you will marry me. Now that we're together, you're going to marry me. Li Nuoqing was white and fluttering, although there were wrinkles on his face, he still couldn't hide his beautiful smile, and even blushed a little.
Wang Shi's hands trembled, and he looked at the small saplings in the Gobi Desert and was silent.
Li Nuoqing was a little nervous and said, "What?
Wang Shi finally smiled and said: "Xiaoqing, you are still you, me"
"You're still you, I don't care if you're old, I want you to give me a name!" Li Nuoqing shook her head, she knew that Wang Shi still couldn't look down on the difference in their appearance.
Wang Shi looked at Li Nuoqing, didn't know how to answer, and finally said: "Xiaoqing, you still have a long way to go, I think there are many talents in the world of immortals."
Li Nuoqing's tears rolled in his eyes, and he said: "Wang Shi, don't you still understand my thoughts? I was born a member of the Wang family in this life, and I am a ghost of the Wang family in death! I am determined to follow you Wang Shi in this life! I will not marry anyone except you!"
Wang Shi looked at Li Nuoqing, and then gently hugged Li Nuoqing, his expression was complicated, he saw the firmness in Li Nuoqing's eyes, and finally decided: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have so many scruples, we will get married when we understand!
Li Nuoqing's tears finally flowed out, hugged Wang Shi tightly, and smiled.
The next day, the two of them went from complicated to simple, and they didn't come to participate in this big event, the two old men were wearing red clothes, pulling red flowers, and Li Nuoqing was covered with a red cloth on his head.
The two walked from the courtyard to the hut, and there were no relatives in the center of the hall, but it was just a form, with a happy word pasted and two red candles lit.
"Worship heaven and earth!"
"Second worship high hall!"
"Husband and wife worship each other!"
"Send to the cave!"
Wang Shi and Li Nuoqing didn't speak, but the loud voice of the matchmaker sounded in Wang Shi's ears when his uncle and Aunt Bingqing got married. Wang Shi smiled, he thought that his uncle was late enough to get married, and the first marriage at that age broke the record, and now sixty years later, he has created an unprecedented first marriage, and the next one will not be able to break it for hundreds of years.
It's amazing in this world
In the company of Li Nuoqing, the days have passed more quickly, five years have passed in a flash, and Wang Shi's life expectancy is only five years left, but Wang Shi is very satisfied every day in this kind of day, although he is old and old, but with Li Nuoqing by his side, he does not need to do every housework, and even most of the housework is covered by Li Nuoqing.
In the past few years, Li Nuoqing has not used spells, and he has relied on his body, especially in the desert, the whole person is also really haggard, no longer so shiny, and his skin is also a little dark.
But Li Nuoqing doesn't care at all, she enjoys this process very much, this is called life, this is life, there is no need for immortality, no need for immortality, ordinary and limited years will be cherished and moved.
Five years ago, Wang Shi was planted in the Gobi Desert, but now it is dense with trees, it has become a green state, five years, Wang Shi has been planting saplings, Wang Shi does not know how many trees have been planted, maybe hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, this place is full of vitality for several miles.
It was a sea of green.
Another few years passed, and this oasis gradually began to live inhabited, and many people from the towns began to move here, and obviously this place became a blessed land, which Wang Shi did not expect.
So the number of people planting trees gradually increased, continuing Wang Shi's behavior, the area of the oasis here gradually expanded, and there were more and more people, more and more prosperous, and every household in this place planted trees, which has become a habit and a culture.
And the most respected by the locals is naturally Wang Shi, every younger generation who passes through Wang Shi's small courtyard will worship, and some guys will send food to Wang Shi, this is a tribe, and Wang Shi is the tribe's respected chief, is the soul of this tribe.
And it is also named after Wang Shi, called Wang Shi City, where it is happy, extremely harmonious and happy.
This year is Wang Shi's last year, and after this year, he will leave this world, no matter whether there is an afterlife or not, he has no regrets. He looked at this endless oasis, ten years ago it was just a lifeless Gobi desert, now it is completely new, and the people who live here are very harmonious, this is also Wang Shi's unexpected surprise, he did not expect that his oasis will become a city, a tribe!
He was very happy, and in the end he continued in this way, planting trees! He was a tree planter! His life was sublimated and respected.
"The east is not bright, the west is bright!" Wang Shi realized a trace of life in the last years of his life.
The most in a person's life is the big and small hardships, there are few surprises, the brilliance is temporary, but this will be cherished, there is no need to despair in the hardship, the sky will always open a window for you silently when you close the door, this process requires you to work hard, you to wait patiently.
"If the years don't go through the vicissitudes of life, how can you see through life?" Wang Shi was already extremely old, lying on the bed, looking at Li Nuoqing, just watching, neither of them spoke, everyone understood.
Wang Shi looked at Li Nuoqing and thought of the separation when he went to take the top exam, ten years ago he waited for the reunion. Now they are facing another separation, but it is a difference between life and death
And outside Wang Shi's house was full of people from the city, there were thousands of people, all kneeling on the ground, they knew that their most respected predecessor was leaving, which was sad and reluctant for them.
At this time, it was autumn, the whole forest was falling and flying, and several trees in Wang Shi's yard were also the only few leaves left, and the yard was full of yellow leaves.
Dead leaves are like butterflies.
Wang Shi looked at the people and trees outside the courtyard, and looked at the few remaining leaves on the trees, as if a gust of wind could blow them off, and then Wang Shi's life also came to an end.
A few days passed, and all that remained of the tree was a dead leaf. In the past few days, the city has been filled with sorrow, and Wang Shi's body is dying, and death envelops him.
In the end, Wang Shi said to Li Nuoqing, whose eyes were red and swollen: "Don't die for me, it's not worth it." ”
At this time, the fallen leaves in the courtyard fell silently, and Wang Shi finally closed his eyes forever
ps: Life is like a dream, ordinary or rich, after all, it will become a grain of sand in history, paving the way for the future, and the meaning is fundamentally the same. (To be continued!)