The long-lost reunion, the belated celebration, no wine, no food, some are just Jia Mengle like a happy bird every day, some are just around his mother, some are just talking with his mother, happy days are always so short, time is like flying, it is almost the end of the year, and the sky is getting colder.

"It's snowing, it's snowing!" Jia Mengle was still in the warm quilt that day, and he heard Sun Xiangyuan cheering in the small courtyard. "Brother Mengle, come out quickly, it's snowing!"

It was a joyful snow, it was a snow that made people feel intoxicated, Jia Mengle put on his clothes, pushed open the door and looked, heh, the world has changed, all changed, the mountains, fields, and rivers are all dressed in silver, and the roofs of people are also inlaid with white jade, and the snowflakes in the sky are sprinkled from the sky. Sun Xiangyuan opened his arms and looked up at the sky, greedily enjoying the masterpieces and gifts of nature. The jet-black hair is so light and seductive in the white world, the lips like cherry blossoms, the skin as delicate as beautiful porcelain, and the slender body reflect the world of pink jade, like a fairy descending to earth.

No, that's not her, that's not snow, that's the heavens dressing her up, and when the snowflakes saw her, they all flew excitedly, you chase me, I chase you, like a happy angel, surrounded by her.

"Oh, how can you stand in the snow on such a cold day?" Mother Jia didn't know when she had arrived at Sun Xiangyuan's side, and brought him a cloak, "Put it on, don't catch a cold!"

That's not a cloak, that's a warm wind, it warms the heart of Sun Xiangyuan, a girl, that's maternal love, that's incomparable maternal love!

"Auntie, I'm fine. It's not cold, look at this snowflake, look at this ice lump!" Sun Xiangyuan happily put on his clothes. Reach out and grab that mischievous snowflake.

Cold and summer to winter and snow,

Qiankun is empty, and the jade stone is chaste.

Snowflakes fly for the beauties,

The morning view jade brick increases the beauty.

Jiefu Shumei will complain,

The heart is welcome to send a lifetime of grace.

Jia Mengle looked at it, and couldn't help but walk into the text, how he hoped that this scene would last a lifetime and stay forever.

"Hey. It's so beautiful!" Jia Mu looked at this beautiful scenery with satisfaction and couldn't help but admire. Beautiful things, young and old, men, women. Everyone will appreciate and understand.

"Mengle, come and accompany Xiangyuan to watch the snow!" Jia Mu Zaoyi saw Jia Mengle standing at the door, and he smiled happily. She gave up this beautiful view to her son. Happily walked into the house.

Sun Xiangyuan saw that Jia Mengle was already at the door, turned around and said to him with a smile, "You idiot, what are you doing in a daze?" As he spoke, he bent down to pick up a handful of snow and gently threw it at Jia Mengle.

Jia Mengle didn't dodge or dodge, a snowball smashed on Jia Mengle's forehead impartially. The snowflakes bloomed like bombs, and broken snow splattered everywhere. provoked Sun Xiangyuan to laugh, and the laughter echoed this beautiful snow scene, adding infinite warm charm.

In this mountain village, which is as white as jade, Jia Mengle and Sun Xiangyuan are like two happy birds, shuttling on the mountain village path, bursts of laughter echoing and reverberating. The hands of the two young people are tightly knit together, connecting the two passionate hearts and dissolving the cold of the harsh winter!

"Xiangyuan, let's go back!" Jia Mengle couldn't help but remind him as he thought about his old mother at home.

Although Sun Xiangyuan was a little unhappy, thinking of Jia Mengle's mother's heart, he couldn't help but agree, "Okay, let's go back, go back and I'll cook!"

All happiness is shrouded in this mountain village, Jia Mengle thinks about fragrant rice, hot rice cakes, and her mood rises, Xiangyuan is too sensible, she can cook!

The two held hands, heart to heart, Sun Xiangyuan jumped and laughed like a rabbit, "Auntie, we're back!"

The courtyard was quiet, there was no sound at all, "Mother, we're back!" Jia Mengle shouted happily, but the courtyard was still quiet, and there was no movement in the house.

Jia Mengle chuckled, his heart was half cold, and he hurriedly rushed into the door, "Mother!" he opened his throat and shouted, "Mother!"

But there was still no sound in the room, and I could only hear my pounding heart, "Mother!" Jia Mengle found the outhouse from the inner room, from the east house to the west house, from the south house to the north house, but there was not even a personal shadow.

"Mother!mother!" "Mother is the supreme in her son's heart, how can she not see it for a while?

"Hahaha!" When Jia Mengle was looking for his mother, five or six black-clothed people appeared on the thatched roof, holding a steel knife in their hands, holding Jia's mother to their chests, and couldn't help laughing at Jia Mengle.

Jia Mengle saw that it was his own mother, and couldn't help shouting, "Mother!"

When Mother Jia saw her own son so sad, what was the feeling in her heart? Fast...... Quick, take Miss Sun away......!

Pity the hearts of parents all over the world, they have fallen into the hands of others, but now they think of their own son, this is maternal love, this is unparalleled maternal love!

"Mother!" Jia Mengle saw that his mother was taken captive by them, and he forgot to save it, no, he didn't forget, but he didn't dare to act rashly, for fear of hurting his mother's hair!

"Hehe!" the man in black spoke, and said coldly, "Boy, don't scream, it's not difficult to save your mother, as long as you hand over that thing, we will serve your mother with both hands, and we will never hurt her hair!"

What these black-clothed men want is not Jia's mother, but Jia Mengle's things, "Everyone, my family has been farming for generations, and there are only a few thatched huts left in the family, I don't know what the heroes want? As long as I Jia Mengle has, I will be able to give it!"

The men in black looked at each other, with a look of disbelief in their eyes, "Boy, don't pretend, what you brought back from the capital." ”

"Beijing, I was taken captive from the capital to Yangzhou, and I almost lost my life, where did I bring back something?" Jia Mengle didn't understand what they were saying for a while.

"Boy, you don't pretend to be garlic, you are at Mengfu's house in the capital with the four ghosts of the Western Regions, what did you bring back?

It turned out that what they wanted was the legendary unicorn diagram, and Jia Mengle only understood it at this time. "Boy, don't hand it over quickly! If you don't hand it over, you can only collect your mother's body!" said the man in black even more viciously.

Jia Meng was happy to see the man in black playing tricks. My heart almost fell out, I took a few steps forward, waved my hand again and again, "Don't don't, everyone, don't you just want things, I'll give them to you." Wait a minute!"

Jia Mengle hurriedly walked into the hut, and after a while, he took out a painting from the house and walked to the courtyard. "Heroes, you are what you want, take it, don't hurt my mother......"

didn't wait for Jia Mengle to finish speaking. A man in black arrived at Jia Mengle like lightning. They snatched the calligraphy and painting with one hand, and returned to the roof, they opened it and looked at it, and suddenly roared, "Boy, you dare to fool me? Don't you want your mother to live?"

"Don't, don't, don't!" Jia Mengle was afraid that they would hurt his mother, so he hurriedly stepped forward, "You don't know. It is this calligraphy and painting that Master Meng of the capital handed over to me!"

Jia Mengle told the origin of the calligraphy and painting one by one, "Back then, Fuhu Camp quietly knew that he was in danger. He handed over the unicorn diagram you wanted to his friend Meng Xiaoyun, a scholar in the Wenyuan cabinet, and then Meng Xiaoyun also felt that things were not good, so he hid the unicorn diagram in an anonymous painting and transferred it to the head of Sima Lie, but the head of Sima Lie did not know the truth contained in this painting, and he handed it over to me. ”

I see, the man in black looked at the calligraphy and paintings, then at Jia Mengle, and muttered, "What you are doing is true?"

"Everyone, my mother is still in your hands, how dare I deceive you, I can't joke with my mother's life!" Jia Mengle said to the point, without the slightest lie.

"Son, how could you give other people's things to them, you and Sima Zhang's friendship with Jinlan, he handed over the things to you before he died, how could you give them to others?" Jia Mu has always understood righteousness, and struggled to teach Jia Mengle a lesson.

"Mother, I can't ignore your life, isn't it just a nameless painting, what's so remarkable, it's not something precious. Jia Mengle said truthfully, and tears couldn't help but fall.

"Son, my son, why are you so unreasonable, the ancients said, 'entrusted by people, loyal to people', in vain you read so many sage books on weekdays, where have you learned? Think about Liu Bei Bai Emperor in the city of Gu, he did his best, and then died, today you only think about my life and safety, but ignore the precepts of the ancients, how sad is this! Even if I lose my life, what does it matter, but you lose the principle of life! Even if I can survive, what is the point?"

This is a mother's love, that is, a mother's heart, even if she loses her life, she must protect her son's reputation, in her opinion, her son's reputation is more precious than her own life!

"Mother!" the more Jia Mu said, the more ashamed Jia Mengle felt, and the more sad she became, only to see Jia Mu desperately rushing towards the knife of the man in black, and now she only thinks about dying, so that her son will not be controlled by others.

But how dare the man in black let her die so easily, grabbed Jia's mother, and made her unable to move, Jia Mengle shouted "Mother!" heartbreakingly.

"Okay, I'll believe you today, but whether this unicorn picture is true or not, I don't know, after we find out the truth, we will give Lingtang both hands, and never hurt a single hair!" The meaning of what the man in black said was very clear, they not only wanted to take away the nameless painting, but also to take away Jia Mu.

"Wait!" As soon as Jia Mengle leaned in, he had already arrived in front of the man in black, and he used the "Movement and Tranquility Technique" in the "Qingjing Sutra", the man in black was stunned, and he was more vigilant, and firmly buckled the knife on Jia's mother's neck.

"Slow!" Jia Mengle became even more nervous when he saw this, "The purpose of my coming is not to rob people, I just want to know, where are you going to take your mother? ”

Jia Mengle has always valued his mother, how can he bear to let his mother suffer this sin?

"Don't worry, what we want is a unicorn diagram, once we verify it, we will send it back to Lingtang, I hope you don't play any tricks, otherwise it will ......"

The meaning of the man in black was very clear, Jia Mengle waved his hand again and again, "Okay, okay, I don't play tricks, but please take care of your mother, it's cold, and please find a warm place for the old man, don't let the old man catch a cold!"

The depth of love, the pain is cut, the meaning is true, and the love is deep, Jia Mengle watched his mother being taken captive, and his heart kept bleeding!

(Jia's mother was taken captive, and her life is like this, please see the next decomposition!) (To be continued.) )