The warm sun shines on the hillside, the weeds are blown down from time to time in the cold wind, and then swaying tenaciously, most of the unknown yellow flowers have withered, the petals are buried in the soil, behind the poplar forest of the short pine hill, a girl wearing a floral cloth skirt, holding the bamboo basket and walking briskly towards the study. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This girl is only in her prime, her posture is not weak because of housework, her skin is slightly rough, and her sallow cheeks are shy and timid, but her eyes are full of hope, looking at the study from afar, she patted the dust on her body that she had never had, and walked forward like a deer.

"Tuk Tuk!"

Xiao Cui knocked lightly on the door, and then called softly: "Wenzheng, I'm bringing you food." ”

The voice was crisp, like a lark singing in the forest, but his tone was a little trembling, and his cheeks were even more blushing, as if he could drip blood.

Which girl is not pregnant with spring, and this childhood sweetheart next door brother is the person Xiaocui cares about, today happened to happen to the Bao family, so he volunteered to bring food and food, and can return to Yangjiaao with the next brother, it can be said that it is the first time in these years to be so close to the brother next door, how can you not be happy.

There was a "squeak" and the door opened.

"Sister Xiaocui, no wonder the magpie branches are making trouble in the morning, it turns out that my sister is here. Bao Wenzheng was a little stunned in his heart, and saw that this little cui was holding a bamboo basket, obviously to deliver food, so he subconsciously spoke.

Xiao Cui Zhen's head was almost lowered to his chest, Xia Fei's cheeks were gone, and he walked into the study from Bao Wenzheng's side, put the bamboo basket on the table, and without saying a word, he walked to the bed and began to arrange the bedding.

Bao Wenzheng looked at Xiaocui, and he was also embarrassed in his heart, last year he refused a few family affairs in Yangjiaao, often pretending to talk to himself intentionally or unintentionally, and was obedient and obedient in front of the second elder, playing small but some pastries, and he was not willing to eat them himself, but secretly brought them, and today he made the bed for his own family.

This is a girl as clear as a stream, and in the past two years, Bao Wenzheng has been unable to hide, originally expected to move to the study, and over time Xiaocui can dispel her thoughts, but she doesn't want to be misunderstood by it, her family is a man who reads poetry and books hard, and has hills and valleys.

"Sister Xiaocui, I haven't seen you for a few months, how can there be Sister Lao......" Bao Wenzheng opened the bamboo basket, and after seeing the fat chicken wrapped in oil paper in the bamboo basket, he knew that the family would not be so extravagant, it must be the private money that Xiaocui had secretly held for a long time, and it was even more difficult to swallow.

"Playing small, are you bothering me less?" Xiao Cui's heart gradually calmed down, a smile appeared on her cheeks, and she continued: "When you were only six years old, you would coax me to steal the family's pastries, causing me to be scolded by my mother. ”

"I don't know where you got these thoughts at a young age......"

Bao Wenzheng was even more embarrassed when he heard this, when he was a child, his family cut off food, and his hungry chest was attached to his back, so he coaxed Xiaocui to go home and steal the pastries for the holiday, and then Xiaocui's mother came to the house with her ears to ask for an explanation.

"Ahem"

"Sister Xiaocui, why did you come to deliver food today, but something happened at home?" Bao Wenzheng changed the topic, fearing that he would be entangled again, so he pierced the window paper.

Xiao Cui sighed, then walked to the table and sat down, and said with a somewhat complicated face: "You have eaten first, and I will tell you about it." ”

Bao Wenzheng put down the chicken leg in his hand in a daze, a trace of inappropriateness faintly rose in his heart, and asked, "But something happened to my parents?"

Xiao Cui hurriedly shook her head and said, "It's not, it's your cousin-in-law who fell into the river yesterday and drowned." ”

Bao Wenzheng didn't care about his cousin-in-law Jiang falling into the river, whether she was dead or alive, just because this Jiang was bitter and mean, and he didn't respect his in-laws.

But now that my sister-in-law is dead, the past will be written off, after all, I can't write two words in one stroke, so after using up the lunch meal, I still have to return to Yangjiaao, and pay my respects in front of the altar to comfort my cousin and the second elder.

Yangjiaao is located in the east of the short pine hill more than ten miles, to see the dilapidated mountain temple, and the wooden bridge on the line across the flowing river, then vaguely heard the sound of choking, and then walked dozens of steps, then saw the courtyard people coming and going, are busy with funeral, everyone is full of sadness, that solemn and sad breath is coming.

The peasant family was short of food and clothing, so this spiritual platform was also extremely simple, the body of the Jiang family was parked on the wooden board, a piece of yellow paper was covered on the forehead, and the feet were tied with a hemp rope, so that the two candles on the table were always burning, and the paper money in the clay pot was rising.

The niece, who was about four or five years old, was already sensible, and her thin body knelt in front of the altar and twitched from time to time, her tears had long since dried up, and she cried and whispered: "Mother...... , Mother ......."

The nephew, who had nothing to do, although he knelt on the ground, was concentrating on playing with the straw in his hand, but he didn't know how to give birth to his mother, and from then on he would be separated by yin and yang.

Bao Wenzheng walked in front of his cousin, looking at his wrinkled cheeks, his rickety and emaciated figure, although he was in the prime of life, he was extremely old, his hair wrapped in coarse cloth was already gray, his eyes were bloodshot, and he opened his mouth to comfort him, but he didn't know where to start.

On the contrary, the cousin patted Bao Wenzheng's shoulder helplessly with his right hand, which was full of cracks and calluses, sighed deeply, and didn't say a word, and went straight to the funeral.

Bao Wenzheng already has the fame of Xiucai, and he is exempted from forced labor, even when he sees the county master, he can also call himself a student, so he has the heart to come forward to help, but the old people in the clan do not want to lose their physique, so they can only accompany their parents and comfort them with kind words on the side.

At the sound of the carpenter's beating, the thin coffin made of poplar wood was also completed, because it was a member of the clan, so he only wrapped a penny in red cloth, and left it for the evening to eat, and then they went away, and in a short time the cousin's house was clean.

The cousin is loyal and kind, and he has never lost his brotherhood, and he is sad in his heart at this moment, so Bao Wenzheng asked the second elder to turn around the house earlier, and he stayed alone to accompany him.

The waning moon is like a hook and above the willow tops, the autumn wind whiskers up the dust and sawdust on the ground, the thatched house and the moonlight are more lonely, and the barking of the house dog comes from time to time in the distance, the cousin squats outside the mourning hall, waiting for the nephew to eat, Bao Wenzheng took the niece's little hand, and comforted softly.

The night is gradually deepening, and it is already pitch black in Yangjiaao, but the cold autumn wind is sweeping through, after all, it is an unkempt child, sleepy-eyed and yawning, Bao Wenzheng hugged his nephew, took his niece's little hand, and took them to the bed to rest early.

"Lotus!"

The hoarse tone was a little creepy, and the sound accompanied by the light trembling of the teeth was clear in the ears, and an extremely cold breath swept from the spirit platform.

"Deceived corpse!"

The cousin's frightened tone had already changed, and he stumbled and ran a few steps out of the courtyard, and then stopped and picked up a long stick with a thick arm, and said in a trembling voice: "Lotus, I am your husband......

Bao Wenzheng saw all this scene through the gap in the wooden window, and the Jiang family, who had already died, actually stood up at this moment, as if he was slow to move with a heavy daughter, but he was slowly moving towards his cousin, the yellow paper on his forehead was still swaying in the wind, and he vaguely saw the white cheeks and a pair of white eyes, and the nails of the ten fingers actually grew by a finger, which was even more terrifying in front of this spiritual platform.

One dodged and took his nephew and niece into his arms, and then on tiptoe, he used light skills to break through the thatched roof, making a muffled sound, and then floated out of the courtyard like a wild goose, and shouted urgently: "Cousin, run!"

"Boom"!

The long stick with a thick arm fell to the ground, and the cousin slowly walked towards Jiang Shi with tears in his eyes, but his hoarse voice was full of simple truth, and even asked in a trembling voice with a little joy: "Lady, are you alive?"

Bao Wenzheng was terrified in his heart, put his nephew and niece in his arms on the ground, and quickly told his niece to take his nephew to his house to hide, and then watched his niece and nephew staggering and running, then turned back to his body, pushed the thin coffin up with one hand, and slammed it towards the Jiang family.

"Cousin, she's dead, not your lady!"

Taking advantage of the fact that the corpse was hit by the thin coffin and retreated, Bao Wenzheng stepped forward and grabbed his cousin's arm, dragged him over, and reprimanded angrily.

The cousin's rickety body trembled, tears trickled down his wrinkled cheeks, and the simple truth in his eyes actually made Bao Wenzheng feel a little sad.

This is a man whose backbone can carry hundreds of pounds of burden, regardless of the wind and sun, but still smiling, just to feed his wife and children, even if he was smashed in the past year, his calf was smashed, and his flesh and blood were blurred, and he still shed tears, and once said to Bao Wenzheng with a smile, even if a man starves to death, he should not go to coax his daughter's house to steal pastries, and he will not do this in the future......

Such a simple and wooden man endured his wife's bitterness and meanness, and endured his wife's watery poplar, but he still never gave up on the love of the husband and wife.

How can you allow the Jiang family, who was "transformed", to harm his cousin's life again!

An extremely depressed sullen air swept overwhelmingly, as if carrying thousands of catties of heavy burdens around the body, and as if it was difficult to move in the midst of the torrent, a sad and depressed feeling was clogged in the chest, not vomiting or unhappy!

"Ahh

Under the infusion of "Ming Yugong", a wave of qi was set off, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, and Bao Wenzheng vaguely seemed to understand what the love of husband and wife is, that is the love of cowardice and foam, and the love of the white head is inseparable, that is even if the burden of thousands of catties is carried on his shoulders, and he strides forward, that is the love of seeing the peace and joy of his wife and children, and he can knock out his teeth and swallow it.

If this punch is not struck, the anger in my heart will be difficult to extinguish.

The body squatted slightly, like a deep mountain, clenched his fist and stopped at his waist, and then exhaled and opened his voice, condensing the eighth level of "Ming Yugong" life's true qi, and a sharp frost went towards the body of "Jiang's".

He no longer wanted to see if this punch could hurt this "Jiang Shi", grabbed his cousin's arm, and performed light skills like a projectile jumping star, and escaped far away.

"The corpse has changed!"

"The corpse has changed!"