Fu Yuxue does not have a stove for hot wine at home.

Fu Yuxue said: "The more you drink, the warmer it gets." ”

Therefore, Fu Honglei could only put the wine sent by the village chief into the stove and boil it in water with the wine jug.

Soon the aroma of the wine overflows, covering the original shallow meaty aroma.

The village chief hasn't eaten meat for a long time.

"Good wine. Fu Yuxue said.

The village chief snorted cautiously, as if to avoid the smell of wine: "This is what my son brought back from the county seat." He has two strengths, and he is very appreciated by the county lord. ”

"That's good. Fu Yuxue said, "I don't know yet, the village chief is also a person who understands wine." ”

The village chief said embarrassedly: "The old man just doesn't understand wine, so this pot of wine has been left at home for many years and has not been touched." Originally, I wanted to keep it for my grandchildren when they got married. ”

"Such a good wine should be like this, it is really a waste for Fu. Presumably, the old gentleman has something to ask me, and the wine of the village chief's house has never been easy to drink. ”

The village elder blushed: "There is something, something important, and it is a major event related to the fate of the village." ”

"This kind of wine is worthy of great things. ”

"So, did you answer?"

"Yes. ”

"But I haven't said anything yet. The village chief was happy and worried, and he didn't have anything to rely on in the face of people like Fu Yuxue.

"I ask you only one thing. ”

The village chief was surprised: "What's the matter?"

At this time, Fu Honglei put the hot wine on an almost rotten wooden plate, accompanied by a plate of simple rabbit meat, and served it. The village chief took the initiative to get up and poured a glass of wine for Fu Yuxue, hesitated, and poured another glass for himself.

Fu Yuxue raised the wine glass and put it between her lips and sniffed it, but did not drink it, but praised it: "It's really good wine." The village chief can know that Fu was a heavy drinker when he was young, and he often drank and made mistakes."

"Anything that can be delayed by alcohol is not a big deal. ”

"It's a pity, it's a big mistake, and a mistake is for life. ”

The village chief looked at him nervously, but he didn't dare to answer, nor did he dare to persuade him to drink, and he was not sure about this kind of thing.

Fu Yuxue put down the wine glass and looked at Fu Honglei who was cleaning up the stove, although he was young, he was very sensible.

This made Fu Yuxue very pleased.

"This glass of wine, I can drink. Fu Yuxue said.

The village chief held the wine glass in his hand, not daring to look up at him.

This is a good place for a sinful person like me. Fu Yuxue was still talking.

The village chief's eyes were about to fall into the wine glass, and his breathing was a little short, as if someone had choked his neck.

"However, there are still some things I can't let go. Fu Yuxue said.

The village chief was like grasping a life-saving straw, like a rescued water dog, panting and saying, "Don't worry, the old man should take good care of Hong Lei." ”

"He doesn't need you to take care of him, he will take care of himself. ”

"That ......"

"I hope Chang Xiaoyun's family can survive. ”

The village chief understood that he wanted the "Chang Xiaoyun" family, not the "Chen Laoshi" family.

Fu Yuxue continued: "I need a commitment from you. ”

The village chief looked at him and did not answer. He doesn't have the confidence of Fu Yuxue, and he can't make a decisive promise.

Fu Yuxue seemed to see his doubts and said, "Do you believe in the Bear King Daxian?"

"Before the drought ends, we can only trust Bear King Daxian. Whether it's true or not, the folks need a hope. ”

"Even if this hope is meaningless?"

The village chief did not speak, he knew how foolish this hope was, like a bankrupt gambler, if he was given another ingot of gold, he would not do business well. Because people who live in despair can gamble everything for the sake of that slim hope.

But what else can he believe? Believe that if he works hard and farms well, he will be able to grow food in the field next year?

He had seen many people who died of famine, and he was afraid that tomorrow it would be his seven-year-old grandson who would starve to death.

"I just want you to give me a promise. ”

Fu Yuxue said.

The wine is freshly warmed, and the warmth comes from the palm of the hand and spreads all over the body. The village chief stared at this glass of wine, he was not a good drinker, otherwise he would not have given away this rare pot of good wine. The wine was mixed with the medicinal powder given to him by the Taoist priest, and the Taoist priest said that this was realgar, which could imprison the mana of this scorpion essence.

He was silent for a long time, and Fu Yuxue was also silent for a long time.

The two of them just didn't speak quietly, and the village chief's struggle surfaced on his face, he couldn't make such a decision.

Fu Yuxue remained silent, just quietly looking at Fu Honglei's busy back.

It's as if that little body is about to leave his world.

"Okay!" the village chief's voice broke the silence, "I promise you, I will keep Chang Xiaoyun's family." ”

He had already made up his mind.

He wanted to sacrifice his life to leave a good name for his children.

He promised Fu Yuxue that he would follow his promise and die.

Dead and gone.

Dead and gone.

As long as he dies, then he is still a gentleman, and his eldest son can still inherit his father's good name.

He knew that he couldn't keep Chang Xiaoyun's family, especially after Fu Yuxue's death, no one could keep them.

He will announce the news to the villagers. In order to protect the villagers, he made a promise to Fu Yuxue. In order to protect his promise, he will die with Fu Yuxue.

He is in his seventies, and in this day and age, he has lived long enough.

He's been in this position long enough.

As long as his eldest son has the support of the villagers, he will die without regrets.

He thought that if he made such a promise, Fu Yuxue would laugh.

But Fu Yuxue didn't, just sighed a little disappointed: "I'm still a selfish person after all." ”

The village chief thought that he was going to regret it, and faintly felt relieved, but saw him suddenly raise his glass and swallow the wine in the cup into his stomach. Then he took the whole flask in his hand and drank it all.

"I still have something to say to my son, so please take care of yourself. ”

The village chief left the Fu family in despair, thinking of everything he was about to face, it was difficult to feel relaxed.

When you look up, the tired birds return to their nests, and the dusk ends.

For the countrymen, the sun goes down and the day passes.

The day passed.

This life has also passed.

He suddenly felt relaxed, and he breathed a long sigh of relief, his face was gone, and the kind smile of the gentle elder appeared again.

He thought of his little grandson, who had memorized the entire three-character scripture, and often shouted "Grandpa, grandpa" around his knees, wanting to compete with him in swordsmanship.

The young grandson, afraid of hurting himself, used soft straw as a sword every time, and with a little force, he had to comfort his white and tender little hand with a few words: "Grandpa doesn't hurt, you see I don't hurt." ”

The village chief suddenly stopped and looked in the direction of his house.

"Youlin, you must marry a beautiful daughter-in-law, have a few more babies, and bring a large family to give grandpa wine......"

The old man who looked up to the sky and sighed was already in tears.

said that in the house, Fu Yuxue beckoned Fu Honglei over, looking at this well-behaved son, he always felt relieved.

"How old are you. ”

"The fourth aunt said, after my birthday, I should be twelve. Fu Honglei replied obediently. Dad never gave him a birthday, and he never remembered his birthday, only the fourth aunt, every year on his birthday, he would take Chen Qianqing to play with him all day.

On such a day, Daddy will also disappear, just like giving him a holiday, and no longer tell him to work.

"Twelve years, it's time for them to find you. ”

Fu Honglei did not ask who "they" were and why "they" were looking for him. Let yourself know, Daddy will tell him. What Daddy didn't tell him, he didn't need to know.

"When they come, you can choose whether you follow them or not. ”

"What about Daddy?"

"I'm tired and need to rest. ”

"How long does Daddy have to rest, and do you want to leave food for Daddy?"

"In the future, I don't have to prepare food for my father. Daddy is going to rest for a long time this time, so long that you will forget Daddy. ”

"I won't forget Daddy. ”

"Yes, someday it will. ”

Fu Honglei felt that it was wrong, he believed that what his father said was right, but this time he felt wrong. For the first time in his life, he said stubbornly: "Children will not forget their father, never!"

Fu Yuxue suddenly laughed, Fu Honglei didn't listen to him for the first time, but he felt happier than ever.

"Thank you, child. ”

"Child, after I leave, you go and tell the fourth aunt that Daddy is sorry for her. ”

"Daddy was sorry for her before, and he's sorry for her now. ”

"Daddy is so selfish. Once for the knife, now for his own selfishness. ”

Fu Honglei still didn't know what was going on, but there was a sudden panic, he "plopped" and knelt down in front of Fu Yuxue and hugged his legs, and the boiling hot current gushed out of his eyes and fell to the ground like beads. He cried out with a choked cry: "Where is Daddy going, take me away." ”

Fu Yuxue forced a smile with a hint of relief and a hint of sadness: "This time, I can't take you, I have to go by myself in the future." ”

"Daddy doesn't want the child?" Fu Honglei finally realized his father's intentions and cried louder, "If the child does something wrong, Daddy tells the child that the child must change." ”

As he spoke, his round little head drilled into Fu Yuxue's arms, as if he wanted to get into his pocket and let him take it away.

"Hong Lei is very well-behaved, Hong Lei is right, Hong Lei is the best child in the world. Rao is Fu Yuxue, who is as resolute as the black broken knife, but he didn't know that on his face that he thought he was still smiling, tears were already falling on Fu Honglei's head.

"Hong Lei is not well-behaved, and his father doesn't want it. Fu Honglei raised his head, wiped away the tears on his face, wiped away his tears for his father, and tried to squeeze out a smile and said, "Does Daddy think that Hong Lei eats too much, Hong Lei will not eat so much in the future, and he will eat a bowl of rice every time." No, half a bowl of rice. No, in the future, I will give my father food, and Hong Lei will just drink water. ”

"If Daddy thinks Hong Lei is playful, Hong Lei will not go anywhere in the future, and will always follow Daddy. ”

"In addition to looking for Sister Qianqing...... No, don't look for Sister Qianqing! Just follow Dad!"

Fu Yuxue couldn't squeeze out a smile anymore, and hugged Fu Honglei and sobbed lowly.

This night, after many years, the father and son hugged each other and slept again.

Just as eleven years ago, he took the child from the man's hand, hid it in the snow a few feet deep, and held it tightly in his arms.

The little hope.