Eat the whole family? I emptied the storehouse of the Marquis' Mansion and married the crippled

One day, Ye Jintang was leaning on the soft couch in the bedroom reading a medical book when she heard Xiao Mo hurried into the room and showed her a painting he had spent two days drawing like he was presenting a treasure.

"Jintang, take a look at this painting of listening to the rain."

In the painting, Ye Jintang is sitting under the window. Outside the window is a pond with lotus flowers blooming in the pond. A small frog is squatting on a lotus leaf.

Just looking at the painting can give people the illusion of being there, as if they can hear the sound of rain and frogs croaking.

“Brother Xiao, who would have thought that the God of War of Tian Qin State would put down his sword and pick up a pen, and paint so beautifully.”

Ye Jintang admired Xiao Mo's paintings with a smile on his face.

"I just want to carve you into my bones. Every time I pick up the brush and paint your face over and over again, I want to remember you. I want to carve you into my bones and imprint you in my soul."

Xiao Mo walked up to Ye Jintang and kissed her on the cheek, but didn't say the rest.

If there is an afterlife, he hopes he can continue his relationship with Ye Jintang.

"You have drawn so many portraits of me. I think my appearance must be imprinted in your soul."

"Well, not only the portraits, but also the little wooden figures I carved."

Xiao Mo took out a small wooden figure from his sleeve as if he was presenting a treasure.

Since the two met, Xiao Mo has been learning carving from the carving master. After so many years, his skills have already reached perfection.

The little wooden figure in his hand was only the size of a palm, and its appearance was almost exactly the same as Ye Jintang.

The little wooden man wears a gorgeous headdress, purple clothes, holds a folding fan in front of his face, and smiles very cutely.

Ye Jintang took the figurine and said with a smile, "Are you carving a picture of me when I was a teenager?"

“Well, I still remember when I approached you as Jiang Zhi, you were still a young girl.”

Ye Jintang looked up at the sky speechlessly. What immature thing did she have in mind? She was already old at that time, but she had never been in a relationship before, which gave Xiao Mo a feeling of immaturity.

"You've given me so many little wooden figures that the shelves in the Treasure Pavilion are now full of them."

Ye Jintang turned and looked towards the Duobao Pavilion, where dozens of various wooden figurines were placed. If one looked closely, one could see that all of them were Ye Jintang.

Some of them show her reading a book, some show her playing shuttlecock, and some show her stroking a snowball. Almost every wooden sculpture has a different expression.

“Let’s put this here today.”

Ye Jintang treated the little man very well and was filled with joy. It was a very happy thing to have someone who loved her and cared about her so much.

Time slipped away quietly under the brush and the carving knife. Ye Jintang gave Xiao Mo many of the best longevity pills and even let him drink green spring water directly, but it failed to stop his body organs from aging.

Even though his hair has turned grey, even though he still speaks with confidence, it cannot change the fact that his life is entering the countdown.

At this time, Ye Jintang still looked like the little girl she used to be. When the two of them stood together, people who didn't know would think they were grandparents and grandchildren.

One day after a heavy snowfall, the weather cleared up. Seeing that the weather was good, Xiao Mo asked Jin Yuan to move a chair. He wanted to go out to bask in the sun and carve a small wooden man.

As a result, he picked up the carving knife and carved only two people. His hand was scratched and the carving knife scratched his finger, leaving a deep cut on it.

A large amount of blood gushed out, scaring Jin Yuan who was standing by half to death. He quickly called the imperial physician to help him stop the bleeding and bandage the wound.

Xiao Mo looked at his bandaged finger, and was dazed.

When did his hands start shaking? It seemed like a few days ago, when he was drinking tea, his hands were shaking a little.

From now on, will he no longer be able to carve his beloved little wooden figurine?

What about painting?

My hands keep shaking from time to time. I may not be able to draw in the future.

Ye Jintang, who rushed over after hearing the news, looked at the gray-haired Xiao Mo sitting in a chair in a daze. She asked in a gentle voice, "Brother Xiao, does your hand still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt. I asked the doctor to give me the hemostatic powder you prescribed. I feel much better now."

"But I'm afraid I won't be able to carve little wooden figures for you anymore."

Xiao Mo looked at his hands trembling slightly on his knees, and he knew that he was really old.

"You've carved so many little wooden figures for me. It's time to take a break."

Ye Jintang held Xiao Mo's old hand tightly, without any sign of disdain.

It was also from this day that Xiao Mo's health began to deteriorate.

Ye Jintang informed the children and asked them to visit their father often, as his time might not last long.

One day, Ye Jintang called Pingping over.

"Pingping, after your father and I are gone, you will bury us in one coffin. I have already prepared the coffin and placed it in the back room of the palace."

"Mother, you."

Pingping's words were about to come out of his mouth, but he swallowed them back. His mother looked much younger than him, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that she was his daughter.

If she continued in her current condition, she should be able to live for many more years, but today she suddenly said this, and he knew exactly what she meant.

"Mother, don't you want to see the beautiful mountains and rivers of Tianqin Kingdom again?"

"No need to watch it. In the past few years, your father has accompanied me to every piece of land in Tianqin. I am already very satisfied."

"Sister, brother and the others are reluctant to let you leave."

"All good things must come to an end, and we must always separate."

"Mother, please sort out the medicinal herbs and pills in the warehouse in the next few days. Please come back later. These things are extremely precious. I don't want to let anyone else get their hands on them."

"it is good."

When Pingping said this good word, he felt his eyes become sore.

He tried hard not to cry in front of Ye Jintang, but when he turned around and left, he couldn't help crying.

A few days later, Ye Jintang called all her children over and distributed all the medicines she had accumulated over the years to them.

As for the other gold, silver and jewelry in the space, as long as they were not given to her by Xiao Mo, she divided them all up.

Even though she had distributed so much, her space warehouse was still full. Over the past few decades, she couldn't count the various gold, silver and jewelry that Xiao Mo had given her.

"Mother, what are you doing?"

An An's eyes turned red as she looked at the list of items in her hand.

"Just take it with peace of mind, this is a little gift from mother."

The children's eyes were all red. Ye Jintang gave them a few more instructions and let them go back first.

Now she just wants to give all her time to Xiao Mo.

Because she didn't know whether the two of them really had an afterlife.

Xiao Mo's health collapsed almost overnight. One day, after Ye Jintang took his pulse, he said he wanted to drink iced sour plum soup.

Ye Jintang knew that his end was approaching.

It was winter now, but he wanted to drink sour plum soup.

"I'll get it for you right away."

Ye Jintang brought the sour plum soup and fed it to Xiao Mo personally.

"It still tastes great like before, Jintang, I'm a little tired and want to sleep with you."

"Okay, go to sleep, I'll stay by your side."

Xiao Mo leaned on Ye Jintang's legs and fell asleep. His breathing was very steady. After an unknown amount of time, the steady breathing gradually became smaller and finally disappeared.

Ye Jintang personally changed Xiao Mo's clothes, and then changed herself. Then she took a pill and lay down next to Xiao Mo.

She held his warm hand and whispered, "Brother Xiao, I'm here, you have to hold my hand."

Ye Jintang and Xiao Mo were buried together as they wished. During the burial, Pingping placed all the paintings and wooden figures that Xiao Mo had drawn for Ye Jintang in their mausoleum.

In the history of the Tian Qin Kingdom in later generations, Ye Jintang and Xiao Mo were highly regarded. Without the two of them, there would probably not have been the prosperity of the Tian Qin Kingdom for the next two hundred years.

【End】