Perhaps the helplessness of life lies in the fact that after finally seeing hope, you directly skip the disappointment and fall into despair again.

Qiu Mingli thought that she had experienced despair and finally saw hope. But she didn't know that Lu Lin after recovering her memory was the beginning of her despair.

The fog and rain are slow.

Qiu Mingli was worried that Lu Lin's wound would be aggravated, and he didn't dare to take out the arrow feather in his abdomen easily, so he simply treated his wound, and then helped Lu Lin, who was no longer a thin scholar, to the horse, and let the horse carry him, and walked towards the camp gently.

It's just that she thought she was taking the road back to the camp, but in fact, someone had already arranged her way back.

Fate is like a net, once you pounce on it, it is difficult to break free.

It was dark, and when she lifted the mist, she saw a thatched hut in front of her. Surrounding the thatched house is a crooked wooden fence, and inside the fence, the sun is densely packed with medicinal herbs.

Qiu Mingli couldn't help but be happy in her heart, thanking God, Lu Lin's life should not be extinguished, and he met a doctor before he returned to the camp. She led the horse and knocked on the door, but no one answered.

After taking another look at the medicinal herbs in the courtyard and estimating the distance back to the camp, she decided to wait for her master to return.

I don't know if it's her luck or Lu Lin's luck, before the sun rises, there is a one-year-old woman, carrying a medicine basket on crutches, towards the thatched hut.

The old woman drooped her eyelids and welcomed them into the courtyard. After checking Lu Lin's injuries for a while, his eyes flashed with a sharp light and said, "It's a doctor, but it needs your heart's blood to guide it." ”

Qiu Mingli couldn't help but be startled, and began to speculate about the old woman's intentions. She is not an ordinary rural village woman, Lu Lin is injured in the abdomen, in addition to the organs, I am afraid that the most loss is blood. But this old woman wants her own blood, she has never heard of anyone using her heart's blood in medicine.

"Doctor, don't heal, leave. The old woman raised her eyelids, glanced at Lu Lin on the horse, and continued: "His blood is going to drain, and if you want to make up for it, you must have your heart's blood." If you don't want to, no one in the world can do it. ”

Qiu Mingli's heart was anxious, and the old woman continued: "If it drags on for another half an hour, even if you are willing to use your heart's blood as a guide, you can't cure it." ”

Qiu Mingli looked at Lu Lin, whose lips were white and bloodless, and gritted her teeth: "Okay, I'm willing." ”

A hint of pride flashed in the old woman's eyes: "Well, your blood is medicine, but what about my reward for treating him?"

Qiu Mingli came in a hurry, and there was not much silver taels on her, and after thinking about it, she handed the red tassel gun in her hand to the old woman: "This is handed down by my Qiu family ancestor, and I am willing to use it as a reward." ”

The old woman sneered and said disdainfully: "Nothing more than iron, your ancestors have nothing to do with me. I want half your life to be paid. ”

Qiu Mingli's face turned pale, and she was surprised: "Who are you?" This person is definitely not an ordinary healer, can he not succeed in the demon law, it is easy to take people's lives, but it is the first time I have heard of people's life.

The old woman walked into the hut and said lightly: "Whatever you want, cure or not, it's all up to you." ”

Qiu Mingli struggled a little, the mountains and forests were lonely, the four fields were silent, and she heard the sound of ticking and ticking, which was the sound of Lu Lin's blood flowing down the horse's belly drop by drop.

She said to the hut: "I will rule, I am willing to pay half of my life." ”

The heartache was indeed difficult, but looking at Lu Lin, whose face was gradually ruddy, Qiu Mingli finally fainted with confidence.

The dappled light and shadow sprinkled on her face, she opened her eyes, where was there a thatched house around, she touched her chest, there was still a faint pain, and then looked at Lu Lin lying beside her, the arrow feather in her abdomen had been taken out, and the wound was also tightly bandaged, Qiu Mingli tried to wake him up.

It has been half a month since the two returned to the camp together, and the finch was as bright and excited as the first time they saw it, but Qiu Mingli felt that her heart hurt even more.

Although Lu Lin finally remembered himself, some things were still different after all.

The fog and rain turned to snow, winter approached the land, and the war between the two countries finally subsided. The two sides agreed that Rufengpo would be the boundary, with Ningguo in the east and Changguo in the west, and the two sides agreed that within ten years, there would be no more fighting.

With the help of Qiu Mingli's army, Lu Lin was promoted to general, but after he had experienced life and death, he had already looked down on Lilu, and missed his daughter who had never met at home, so he returned to Sangqing Town with Qiu Mingli and Qi'er.

In the Ming Garden, it was lively all of a sudden.

Sang Yi was well-behaved and cute, Lu Lin held her on his lap and solemnly named her Lu Zhao. In another year, Qiu Mingli and Qi'er became pregnant one after another. Ten months later, Qiu Mingli gave birth to a girl, but Que Er only gave birth to a dead baby.

The originally bright and energetic finch washed her face with tears all day long. Lu Lin, who has a generous and supple personality, began to tilt in his heart. He remembered when Que'er first met him, so young and delicate, just like the little yellow finch he picked up in Sang Qingshan that year.

He likes to laugh and chirp all day long. He couldn't bear to watch the finches wither.

Qiu Mingli saw everything in her eyes and secretly bit her silver teeth, but when she saw the childish words of her eldest daughter and the younger daughter who was still in her infancy, she could only pin her thoughts on her daughter.

Winter went to spring, and the old mulberry in the court drew new shoots again.

Lu Lin proposed that the whole family go to Sangqingshan together. For Qiu Mingli, it was the place where she and Lu Lin first met, and she was naturally full of joy, and for Qi'er, it was also a place she was worried about.

The family, mighty, climbed halfway up the mountainside of Sang Qingshan.

On the big stone where Lu Lin was resting, everyone sat together. Lu Lin looked at Qiu Mingli, then at Que'er, and took his eldest daughter into his arms, only feeling that he was enjoying the blessings of all people, and his life was complete.

Looking at Lu Lin and Qi'er's eyebrows, Qiu Mingli only felt that she was dazzled by the sun.

On this breezy spring day, the three people who are obviously sitting together have their own plans in their hearts, and the three emotions of the opposite direction are winding in three directions, like an unpredictable fate.

In the wax moon, Lu Zhao, who has always been well-behaved and sensible, somehow fell into the lake. The deepest part of the lake was close to forty or fifty feet, cold and biting, even if it was quickly fished up by the two mothers-in-law, but it was already more out of breath and less in air.

Qiu Mingli, who was in a hurry, took care of her eldest daughter personally, but Lu Zhao, who was not very healthy, still died in less than two days due to a high fever.

Qiu Mingli cried, that year she left her four-year-old daughter behind because of her own selfish desires, so she always felt indebted to her eldest daughter, but she didn't have time to make up for it......

Que'er also cried with Lu Lin, and Qiu Mingli's eyes widened: "Mulberry has always been well-behaved, how could she fall into the lake for no reason?

Facing Qiu Mingli's questioning and roaring, Lu Lin naturally couldn't get over it. At that time, he was accompanying the finches to enjoy the snow, and it was rare for snow to fall in Sangqing Town.

But there has never been only happiness and misfortune, Qiu Mingli has not woken up from the pain of losing her eldest daughter, and her youngest daughter Lu Qing, who is less than three years old, also gradually stopped breathing due to a high fever.

At this time, Lu Lin was accompanying the finches to enjoy the spring.