010-The Grave Under the Jujube

Baili Nuyun was secretly surprised in her heart, the team of white-clothed people was still far away from them, why did this song sound like it was in her ears.

March Snow returned from riding and shouted, "Go away." Ignoring Baili Fuyun, he jumped off his horse and ran to his carriage and entered.

"What's the matter?" asked Baili Nuyun, still looking at the group of white-clothed people in the distance, and faintly realized that the sound of the ukulele that March Xue said was like the music played by the mysterious woman she met with Yuyin in the middle of the night in Qinchuan. She took the horse one step and turned around, but in a few glances, the team of people in white had disappeared into the green waves.

Since then, March Snow has stopped talking, and I don't know what is going on in my mind. But Baili Nuyun knew that there was something strange, but he had to bury it in his heart and not ask.

Baizukou is the pass of the ancient city, after the great war of Emperor Wu, the Luoyan Pass was rebuilt at the west hundred miles of this pass, so this Baizukou gradually became deserted. There are many earthen houses in Baizuikou, arranged in an orderly manner, but the people who live here are bored, one by one, or walking on the road, or sitting on the side of the road, and even the beggar sees such a magnificent carriage and does not go forward to beg.

Jiang Xian raised his head and asked Baili Nuyun where he should go, and the latter also looked around, and finally in desperation, he took out an iron pot from the head of the carriage and beat it with a wooden stick, shouting as he beat it: "Who knows real wine! Who knows real wine! Come out!

Around Baizuikou for a week and no one stood out, March Xue and his party drove to the edge of the Yeyan River to watch the water. Baili Fuyun shouted until his mouth was dry and ran to find them, Jiang Xian found a bay to fish by the river, and then started a fire to grill fish. Qing Feng saw her return and asked how the situation was, but she took out the ashes altar of real wine from the carriage and walked to the side of the Yeyan River to look at the Taotao River and said to herself: "Could it be that the old man means to scatter his ashes directly into the river?" ”

Baili Nuyun got up and walked over, and said, "If these words come out of my Baili Nuyun's mouth, forget it, why do you even say that Aunt Xue?"

"I say this because I'm telling the truth. Then let me tell you again, Song Yin used to be a bastard, would you believe it?"

Baili Nuyun smiled and said, "Aunt Xue said ......"

Jiang Xian suddenly shouted, "What person!"

Baili was stunned, and when she turned around, she saw a person with a stick poking at the urn she had just placed at her feet. Baili Fuyun shouted loudly: "What are you doing!" flew away, and the ash altar rolled into the river, she pounced, hugged the ash altar with both hands and rolled down into the reeds in the river together. Frog screamed and rushed over to pull her out by the hand. Outside, Jiang Xian had already started to fight with the people who came.

Baili angrily got up and looked, but the person who did it was a white-haired old woman, and the stick in her hand was a crutch. This old woman looks old, but her movements are sensitive, and she looks like a knife technique after a few sticks, and she has even made more than a dozen moves with Jiang Xian. In the end, Jiang Xian also seemed to feel that the old woman was physically exhausted, so he rushed up along the crutches and grabbed her arm and subdued her to the ground.

March Yuexue walked over and said lightly: "Jiang Xian, let it go!" and then said to the soup chicken Baili angrily behind him: "Look, the people I know are here." ”

"What?" she said, rushing over to glare at the old woman, "the old man is ......," and the phrase "old lover of real wine" was not spoken.

The old woman turned her head and glared at her fiercely, and opened her mouth to scold: "Is that kid dead?

Baili Nuyun sighed in his heart, fortunately, he touched the urn altar and said, "I'm still smart, this time I really changed an iron jar to install it." ”

March Xue said: "The real wine is dead, and the body is also burned. I don't think there's any knot that can't be untied now, right?"

Baili Nuyun hurriedly nodded yes, but the old woman didn't sell the account and didn't speak. March Xue said again: "Dare to ask what kind of person my mother-in-law is." She still didn't say anything, just looked angry, and wanted to use her eyes to dig a hole in the ashes altar in Baili Nuyun's arms. March Xue said again: "Okay, since my mother-in-law doesn't say it, I'll guess again." Are you surnamed Tian or Xu?" the old woman reacted violently, and she immediately shouted, "Don't mention those two words to me!"

March Xue had no choice but to give up and said, "It seems that my mother-in-law knows where we are going." After saying that, just when the old woman said that she would never give them this chance, she aimed at the hundred miles of angry clouds on the side. The latter comprehended and hurriedly handed over the urn in his arms to Qing Pe, but the ash altar was too heavy, and Qing Pei almost fell to the ground and hit her foot when she didn't catch it, thanks to Jiang Xian's quick move.

Baili angrily rubbed her hands to cover it, and the old woman raised her hand and beat her with a cane. Baili angry clouds flashed away or sticked, a mother-in-law on the left and a mother-in-law on the right, as if they had been together for decades. She said: "Mother-in-law, don't worry, it's just that I, the junior, don't know about the old debts of the seniors, and my mother-in-law doesn't want to say it, so the juniors don't ask." It's just that this old man of real wine, before he died, hoped that he would sleep in the mouth of the white mouth. Speaking of this, the old woman was even more angry, she poked her crutches and shouted: "Wow! He has been dashing for half his life, and he is not romantic!

Baili Nuyun said: "You are scolding you very much! But the major events in life are nothing more than life and death, as the saying goes, people die like lights out, and there is no such person in this world." You see, there's no such person in this world, you can't sulk at this empty thing, can you?"

The old woman turned her head and glared at her, and said, "What do you want to say?"

Baili Nuyun sighed and said: "Life is different, death seeks the same acupoint." ”

"This can't be!" the old woman retorted, lifting her crutches and wanting to leave. Baili Nuyun sighed again and said, "Okay, okay, ah, okay, okay, I will throw the ashes of the old man into the river, and one day, when the old man's child comes to worship his biological parents, if the man asks me why his parents are not buried together, I will say, "I will say that it is not my fault!"

"Wait!" the old woman snapped. Baili Nuyun looked back, the old man's expression was slightly flustered, she said, "Do you know the whereabouts of that child?" But after thinking about it and looking at it, she said, "How old are you, how can you know these old things?"

Baili Nuyun sighed and said, "It's impossible to know and already know." Now please ask the old woman to lead the way, so that the little one can bury the ashes of the old man who is really drinking. ”

The old woman was reluctant, but she didn't know where she was in the way or turned around and looked. March Xue waved her hand and said, "Go!" Baili Nuyun hugged the columbarium and followed. I wanted to go not far here, but who knew that this old woman would walk seven or eight miles with a cane. Baili Nuyun held the jar and shouted jujubes, and wanted to ask the old woman to sit together, but she didn't appreciate it.

Ten miles away from Baizuikou, there are several peasant families, and the dilapidated houses are all decorated. To the north of the farmhouse is a willow forest, which is full of green leaves and life. When Baili Nuyun saw the willow forest from afar, she hesitated, and in an instant, she actually remembered the fifteen willow trees planted by Baili Spring by Junzi Lake.

The old woman led her into the willow grove and came to a jujube tree with its neck bent and numerous strips of red cloth. The jujube tree was very thick, and it looked like it was a few years old. There was a branch on the jujube tree, but it looked like it was newly broken, and some of the red cloth on the tree had faded. Baili Fuyun dismounted and looked around, asking what kind of place this was. The old woman turned to look at her and said, "This is the grave of my poor niece, Ah Hui!"

Baili Nuyun said: "I know, but why are willow trees planted on other people's graves, why did she plant jujube trees?"

The old woman looked at the willow tree beside her, smiled bleakly, and said, "Do you know that this is a grave?"

Baili Nuyun didn't speak, the old woman looked sad, she said: "Ah Hui is a sensible child, but she is too sensible. There are some things that she can't keep, she can't keep! What do you want the willow to do? She said she wants her flesh, her blood, her bones to form a tree that will bear fruit, a tree that will blossom and bear fruit!"

When she listened, she circled around the jujube tree, and finally threw the jar aside and said to the old woman, "The little one is called Baili Nuyun, and he dares to ask his mother-in-law, who is buried under this tree?"

The old woman said, "You don't know?"

Baili Nuyun shook his head and said honestly: "Although I heard that the old man had a romantic affair, I don't know what happened. Now it seems that how many helpless things are touching the hearts of the little ones. Hence this question. ”

Hearing her say this, the old woman smiled strangely, and she said, "What is your relationship with that kid?"

That kid? Baili Nuyun thought for a moment and said, "What my mother-in-law said is a real wine old man? Hehe! We're just people we meet in the rivers and lakes." When it comes to friendship, it's not that deep. ”

"Oh, then why did you go all the way to bring that kid's ashes here?"

She said: "My house is on the north side, just down the road. ”

The old woman laughed at this, and she said: "What a providence! That boy can meet a stranger with such a harmonious temperament when he comes! Hmph! There should be no one in the world who is as blessed and lucky as him! He deserves to die!"

Baili angry clouds whispered to herself, and the old woman said to her, "Hurry up and bury him!, or I will regret it!" Seeing this, Baili Nuyun couldn't ask any more, so she lay down in front of the jujube tree and dug the pit, but after digging for a while, she turned her head to look at the iron jar, and then looked up at the jujube tree, so she opened the iron jar and poured all the ashes inside into the pit, and finally sealed the soil and stepped on it a few times before giving up.

"All right?" asked the old woman.

Baili Nuyun nodded, she carried the empty jar and said, "Okay, I'll keep this thing for myself." "Say goodbye. The old woman did not follow behind, but suddenly burst into tears.