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In the middle of the night, the pillar was awakened by a rapid wheezing, and not far away, the mother's wheezing was as heavy as a bellows.

"Mother, mother...... Mother, are you sick again?" the pillar was taken aback, turned over and sat up, and before he had time to light the lamp, he hurriedly opened the window.

The mountain wind blew, and the cold night wind made the pillar mother sleeping on the bed shiver, but the pillar didn't care about this, he hurriedly took a big pu fan and fanned it, and waited until he heard that his mother's breathing slowly stabilized, and then hurriedly said: "Mother, you hold on, I'll boil the medicine, and when it's dawn, I'll take you to the city to see the doctor......"

"Pillar ......" Zhu Ziniang stretched out her hand, grabbed the pillar's arm, and said in a gossamer voice: "Pillar...... Don't worry about your mother, your mother's illness is incurable......"

"Mother, don't listen to that Zi Baifeng's nonsense, he is a bastard, what does he know? If I see him, I have to shave the boss's ears and beat him!" He really didn't know how his brother Zijian could have such an annoying son, several times, he couldn't wait to shoot an arrow from Zi Baifeng's mouth with his hunting bow to see how deep this mouth was, and whether an arrow could be shot to the end.

"Pillars...... In fact, Bai Feng's child was right, his mother's disease can't be cured, and she will suffer more if she keeps dragging it out...... You grew up with Shi and his father, you see that the stones are so big, you haven't found a daughter-in-law yet, it's all your mother who dragged you down......" She took the hand of the pillar, just over forty years old, but she was already thin as an old man of seventy or eighty years old, there was no meat on one hand, like chicken paws, but I don't know where the strength came from, firmly clamped the arm of the pillar, and did not let him leave.

"Pillar, ah......" Pillar Niang took the rough hand of the pillar and pulled it into her arms, "Pillar, you touch ......"

The hand of the pillar groped on the mother's chest, and the mother didn't know how long she was panting, her underwear was wet and cold, and a hard thing was hidden in her mother's chest.

"My mother married into the Yan family, your father went up the mountain to pick a piece of good jade, and beat a deer, and went to Mengcheng to change this bracelet for my mother......"

Zhuzi remembers that when he was a child, the green bracelet on his mother's wrist was dazzling.

"Pillar, you touch ...... again"

The pillar was touched again, and the ribs of the mother could be touched one by one, when the mother first married into the Yan family, what a beautiful scenery. Dad is a good jade worker, but also a good hunter, who doesn't boast about the kung fu of hunting in the mountains? But one year it was pouring rain, and a big stone rolled down on the mountain, and my father pushed himself and his mother away, but he was crushed by the big stone. It was also on that occasion that my mother fled with the villagers with her, and then she got asthma.

"Did you touch the pillar?" asked the pillar mother.

"Mother, I touched it. The voice of the pillar was muffled.

It's a hard thing again, a little smaller than the one just now.

"When you were ten years old, my mother died...... Zhu Ziniang looked at the dark beams, and there was a bright light on her face, "After her old man died, she didn't even have a coffin, but she gave me this pair of earrings...... My mother put on these earrings, smiled, and hooked my father's soul......"

"Mother......" pillar just wants to cry.

"When you were seventeen years old, you were bitten by a wolf, and the stone father carried you back, and you had a fever, and you burned for three days and three nights...... Later, the two deer you called said that you would leave the skin for your mother to make a mattress, and your mother gave it away, and you were not happy......"

"Actually, my mother didn't give it away, my mother redeemed it, this is the thought left by your father and your grandmother to my mother, my mother can't live without them......"

The pillar just cried.

"Mother once thought, this bracelet and earrings, unless the mother is dead, otherwise it will never be a ...... again" Zhu Ziniang did not say any more, she paused, calmed down, and said: "Pillar, from today on, you can keep this bracelet and earrings." As soon as the morning dawns, you go to your fifth master's house, give the earrings to your fifth master, and ask him to help you Zhang Luo a daughter-in-law, and the earrings will be regarded as a dowry, the bracelet...... It's a gift from a mother to her daughter-in-law......"

"My mother is dead, I don't need a coffin, your father didn't even leave a body, and I don't even have a place to bury together...... Wrap your mother up and bury it next to that big rock......

"Mother just thought, I just want to see how you marry, see my son wearing a big red flower, carrying my daughter-in-law on his back...... I wanted to see my grandchildren, and I thought......"

"Mother, mother, you wait, I'll go, I'll go to find the fifth master......" The pillar ran out of the yard like crazy, and when he ran out of the yard, he was stunned in place.

A jade bracelet and a pair of gold earrings were held in his rough hands, so light, but so heavy. This is my mother's life, my mother's dream, and my mother's all!

The pillar turned around suddenly, knelt down in front of his mother's house, and said in a low voice: "Mother, the son is not filial, the son does not want a daughter-in-law, the son wants a mother! Even if he sells himself into slavery, he must let his mother live!"

He ran to the door of Zi Baifeng's house and slammed the door of Zi Baifeng's house with a loud bang.

Xiayan Village is located at the foot of the mountain, which is not suitable for cars, so most of them do not have cars. Only Zijian usually has to help people make furniture and pull wood, so he made a simple board cart by himself, and every time Zhu took his wife to Mengcheng to seek medical treatment, he had to borrow a board cart.

Zijian opened the door and saw that the pillar was in a hurry, and exclaimed, "Zhuzi, your mother is sick again?"

"Big brother, I'll borrow a board car for use. ”

"I'll fetch it for you. Zijian didn't say a word, turned around and left.

Zi Baifeng walked out of the bedroom in a daze, rubbed his eyes, and said, "Uncle Zhuzi, what's wrong?"

"You crow's mouth, I'll hit you!" Seeing Zi Baifeng, the pillar was angry, and slapped Zi Baifeng in the face.

"Ah......" Zi Baifeng howled miserably, took two steps back, covered his swollen and sore cheeks, and his head couldn't turn for a while, where did I offend him?

I didn't expect to escape Yan Laowu's three whips, but I didn't escape Uncle Zhuzi's slap......

Zi Baifeng's mouth is really causing a lot of trouble......

"Shhh...... Ah......" Zi Baifeng held a wet towel, soaked in cold spring water, covered his side face, and ate breakfast in small bites. Zijian looked at it on the other side, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

Although he was beaten by the pillar, Zijian didn't hold a grudge against the pillar, and went with him to carry the pillar mother into the car. Zhu Zi is now the best hunter in the village, the biggest strongman, he can break the neck of the wolf cub with one fist, two years ago he fought with a bastard in a neighboring village, and a slap deaf the man's ear, if it is not for the reason, I am afraid that he will have to eat in prison. If he was really ruthless, Zi Baifeng would not be able to stand up now. Moreover, the son of his own mouth should indeed be beaten.

However, it is false to say that he is not heartbroken, and when he sent the pillar away, Zijian began to work around his son's face, using cold compresses and smearing medicine. When Yan Wu saw it in the morning, his eyes were hazy with tears, and he said vigorously, this pillar of dying life is actually ruthless, and the child is not sensible, so what's wrong with it?

Zi Baifeng's grievance, how did he know that his previous self had said such ugly things, although it was true......

After eating breakfast slowly, the cold compress and ointment took effect, the swelling on the face was slightly reduced, and one eye could be opened, and when I looked at the basin, I saw a big slap print swollen and high.

Xiaoshi stretched out a finger beside him, nodded, and asked, "Brother, does it hurt?"

"Do you say it hurts?" Zi Baifeng slapped angrily, "I'll let you try whether it hurts!"

Xiao Shi was so frightened that he let out a shrill laugh, hurriedly ran away, and complained to Zijian: "Uncle, brother is going to beat me!"

Zijian was sawing and cutting these pieces of wood, and when he heard this, he raised his eyelids and said, "He doesn't dare!"

Xiao Shi received this arrogance, and when he turned around, he provoked Zi Baifeng again, and said, "Brother, you don't dare to hit me!"

"Do you dare to come and see me!Look at my tantric mudra, beat!" Zi Baifeng waved his slap, tiger and tiger.

Zijian watched the brothers fight, and a smile rose on the corner of his mouth, his son was indeed different from before. If it was in the past, my son was afraid that he would have pulled a small stone and taught him what it meant to be a "brother, friend, brother".

If it was Zi Baifeng in the past, he would have gone back to his room to study hard at this moment, but how can Zi Baifeng sit still now? I went back to the room and took a few books to read, they are all boring classics, and I have the ability to never forget, Zi Baifeng has already memorized the rolling melons.

He said to Xiao Shi: "Xiao Shi, you go out and see if there is anyone outside, especially in the direction of the back mountain, and tell me when there is no one." ”

The little stone snorted, went out, and then poked his head back: "No one!"

Zibai Fenghu doubted: "Is there really no one?"

"It's really no one!When did I lie to my brother!" Xiao Shi nodded repeatedly.

The probe looked, and there was no one outside, so Zi Baifeng carried a small wooden box and went out. Little Stone, the heel worm, of course, shook his shoulders on tiptoe, and followed back and forth.

"Slow down on the road!" Zijian admonished, and neither of them could answer and ran away.

With a big handprint, it is inevitable that people will laugh at him when he goes to the village, so Zi Baifeng went out and walked directly to the mountain.

Looking up from the bottom of the mountain, you can see a small stream that meanders down the village and joins the Meng River. Halfway up the mountain, you can vaguely see a large bluestone. In the past, Zi Baifeng read day and night, and Zijian was too noisy to do carpentry at home, so he often brought poems, books, pen and ink to the big bluestone to read and write.

The big bluestone is next to the stream, and the shady side hangs above the stream, covered with moss. Half of the sun is dry and flat, every morning, Zi Baifeng will hold a branch in his hand, dip it in the stream water to practice calligraphy on the big bluestone, and when the big character is full of the whole bluestone, the sun will rise. If there is a private school class that day, Zi Baifeng will go back to the private school, and if there is no class, he will climb to the big bluestone.