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. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"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 mound!" Sun Xiangyuan happily put on his clothes and reached out to grab the naughty 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 wished that this scene would last a lifetime, forever.

"Hey, it's so beautiful!" Jia Mu looked at this beautiful scenery with satisfaction and couldn't help but admire. Something beautiful. Regardless of gender, young and old, they will all appreciate and comprehend.

"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 the beautiful view to her son and went into the house happily.

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, impartial, smashed on Jia Mengle's forehead, and the snowflakes bloomed like a bomb. The snow splashed everywhere, causing 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 thought about his mother at home. I couldn't help but remind.

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 the happiness is shrouded in this mountain village, Jia Mengle thinks about the fragrant rice, the hot rice cakes, the mood of joy rises, Xiangyuan is too sensible. I can cook! I can do housework for my mother!

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 map, Jia Mengle only realized 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 Mengle saw the man in black playing sideways, his heart almost fell out, he took a few steps forward, waved his hand again and again, "Don't don't, everyone." Don't you just want something, I'll give it to you, you wait!"

Jia Mengle hurriedly walked into the hut, and after a while. He took out a painting from the house and walked into 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, snatched the calligraphy and painting with one hand, and returned to the roof as soon as he jumped up, they opened it and looked at it, and suddenly roared, "Boy, you dare to fool me?

"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, this is the calligraphy and painting that Lord Meng handed over to me in the capital!"

Jia Mengle told the origin of calligraphy and painting one by one. "Back then, Fuhu Ying quietly knew that he was in danger, so 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 looked at Jia Mengle, and muttered. "Are you real?"

"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. There is not 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, it's something remarkable, and 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.) )