Uncle Jinwu Zangyi

Yi Ya's child will be born soon, and Song Yu panics every day.

King Hesa ​​took a wrong look back then and betrothed Yiya to a son of an empty-handed business official. As a result, the two had been married for three years and had been at odds with each other. They finally had a child, but the son-in-law died in a foreign land. At that time, Yiya was only two months pregnant.

Song Yu originally wanted to leave Donghu shortly after Yiya's child was born, but seeing his sister and nephew who was about to be born in a difficult situation, he couldn't bear to leave immediately, and the plan of returning to the original place had to be extended.

He calculated that at least half a year would be delayed on the original plan.

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On the day Xiao Ling and Li Shaoyou got married, the village was very lively, it was the busiest time in the village.

After greeting the guests, Li Shaoyou, with a big red flower on his chest, offered a glass of wine to Xiao Kan: "Brother Yi, please drink."

"You're pretty good, brother-in-law." Xiao Kan clinked glasses with the other party very proudly, "You boy, give me some stability in the future, if Xiao Ling suffers a little bit of grievance, I will blow up your family."

As soon as Xiao Kan said this, the lonely and widowed people present were immediately unhappy, and shouted: "You overturned the kitchen, what are we going to eat?"

"Then I'll knock down your fruit shop?" Xiao Kan quickly changed his words.

Liu Zhijie, who happened to be passing by, heard it, and he was also very unhappy, "Jingyun, Jingyun, what do you mean, half of the shop is mine, what if you overturned me? Didn't marry a wife!"

"That's right, we know that the little orphan is not married yet." A group of old men who were married also followed suit.

Xiao Kan put his hands on his hips angrily, "Then shall I lift your skull off the assembly?"

"All right, all right, brother Yi said, I'm not good to Ling'er, let alone lift my skull, it's no problem if you lift it up with someone who knows you well." Li Shaoyou was blunt, afraid of neglecting his brother-in-law.

Liu Zhijie had already left, but when he heard this, he turned back, "Li Shaoyou, what are you worrying about, you can't protect your own skull, so what's the matter with pulling mine, my skull is made of my mother's flesh ah?"

Loud laughter erupted from several seats, and the originally lively atmosphere became even more joyful.

At this point, Xiao Kan felt uncomfortable thinking that when Song Yu came back, he would have a more lively event.

But when he thought about it, he didn't dare to think about when Song Yu would come back. He said it would be a year, but after only a few months, he almost couldn't hold back.

During those two years, he fought wars in Xinjiang with fear, and didn't have so much time for himself to think about Song Yu. No matter how hard the night was, he just had to grit his teeth when he heard the sound of weapons clashing, and he couldn't think about Song Yu's past. How did I wait for him to come back in the stockade for two years.

And it was waiting for two years in a yard full of memories of two people.

When the banquet was about to disperse, Xiao Kan, Zhao Linjiang, and Liu Zhijie, three people of the same age, gathered around the table and drank dimly.

Xiao Kan got drunk at the end, and when he was unconscious, he went to find Mrs. Li. At that time, Mrs. Li was still dealing with the last guests. When Xiao Kan found her, he knelt down to the other party, grabbed Mrs. Li's thigh, and cried of.

Mrs. Li was stunned for a moment, and quickly pulled the other party up, "Jingyun, you drank too much, what are you doing kneeling, get up quickly."

"Yi Niang, Yi Niang." Xiao Kan didn't let go in a daze, and cried, "I want to marry Uncle Yi, Jing Yun wants to marry Uncle Yi, please let him come back and marry the child..."

Mrs. Li immediately covered the other party's mouth, and explained to the surrounding guests in embarrassment and apology: "Jing Yun drank too much, talking nonsense."

"Woo..." Xiao Kan pushed away the opponent's hand, pitifully like a puppy drowning in water, "I want to get married, mother, I want to get married, I want to get married to Uncle Yi..."

At that time, Liu Zhijie had just come back from the relief, and when he saw Xiao Kan's embarrassing scene, he immediately became sober, and pulled a buddy to carry Xiao Kan off.

"Jingyun, Jingyun, don't go crazy, Shaoyou hasn't even married yet, so don't disturb him."

The two carried Xiao Kan to an empty room and settled him down, but Xiao Kan was crying, and Liu Zhijie didn't dare to leave for a while.

"Uncle Yi, I miss Uncle Yi, hand over my Uncle Yi..." Xiao Kan lay on the couch, babbling.

Liu Zhijie was really at a loss, "I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you tomorrow, you go to bed first, tomorrow your good uncle will be back."

"Okay, okay." Xiao Kan calmed down a little, picked up the quilt and was about to fall asleep, but within two seconds he became fussy again, "This is not Uncle Yi's bed, I want Uncle Yi..."

Liu Zhijie's head was getting bigger, and he was dizzy, so he could only find Zhao Linjiang. Zhao Linjiang saw that Xiao Kan was too serious, so the two had no choice but to bring Xiao Kan back to the Qingyu case.

The two of them didn't come to the Qingyu case much, and they didn't know that Xiao Kan had already moved into Song Yu's wing. He fell on Song Yu's couch.

Xiao Kan hugged Song Yu's pillow tightly, his body trembling constantly, and he called Uncle Yi repeatedly.

After Song Yu left, Xiao Kan finally understood why Song Yu didn't sleep on pillows in the past two years.

When I was thinking madly and tossing and turning at night, the pillow was like a needle that made my headache uncomfortable, and I didn't want to sleep on the pillow over time.

The next day, when the whole village was still immersed in yesterday's carnival, Guan Yao and Zhao Linjiang's bamboo house was as cold as hell.

Zhao Linjiang went to his family's medical workshop with Guan Yao on his back. Doctor Zhao made a series of diagnoses after seeing it, and did some witchcraft-like methods, and finally sighed three times in a row.

"Father, I beg you, save Uncle Yao, I beg you..." Zhao Linjiang knelt in front of Dr. Zhao with tears streaming down his face, "Uncle Yao can't die, my child can't live without Uncle Yao."

Dr. Zhao knocked on his son's forehead severely, and scolded: "Second Master's fate is very hard, you bastard, don't curse him!"

"I want Uncle Yao to wake up, Dad, I want him to wake up." Zhao Linjiang had never bowed to his father in his life, and at this moment he had already forgotten his own principles.

Doctor Zhao slapped Zhao Linjiang's head hard again, hating iron for being weak and cursing: "I used to listen to my father's words more and learn something other than medical books, so I won't let me lose this person now!"

"What, what do you mean?" Zhao Linjiang suppressed his sniffling and asked with a sob.

Next, Dr. Zhao found a witch book and threw it on Zhao Linjiang, explaining to him why Guan Yao became a living dead.

"That is to say, Uncle Yao put seedlings in his body to make him live longer?" Zhao Linjiang looked at the witch book and wept with joy, "Uncle Yao will not die, he will not die..."

Dr. Zhao became angry when he saw his son's lifeless appearance, "It's you who are not good at academics, you are like this, if you don't die, you have to take good care of it, and maybe you can wake up when you take care of it."

"What is Xingxu?" Zhao Linjiang's face turned dark again.

"The soil seedlings from outside Xinjiang are planted in the body with festering qi and blood, but they can only nourish the internal organs. Whether they can wake up is another matter." Dr. Zhao looked at Guan Yao's pale face, and was also worried. Confused, "Some people can wake up in a year, a half, three to five years, and some people..."

Zhao Linjiang's heart beat as fast as a drum, "What will happen?"

"I won't be able to wake up for the rest of my life, from a living corpse to a dead corpse."

Zhao Linjiang's heart suddenly fell silent. He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word, and tears fell down.

Doctor Zhao really didn't realize that his son had such deep affection for Guan Yao, and he didn't know who he loved more for a while.

"Linjiang, get up."

Doctor Zhao pulled Zhao Linjiang to sit beside Guan Yao, took Guan Yao's cold hand and put it in Zhao Linjiang's palm.

"Second Master's pulse is still beating steadily, you are crying!" Dr. Zhao wiped his son's tears, "Why would Second Master leave you? If he left willingly, how dare he plant such a thing in himself? thing?"

Zhao Linjiang felt for Tan Guan Yao's pulse, and it was indeed a little stronger than when he just woke up.

Dr. Zhao saw that the other party still didn't believe him, and added: "Second Lord probably knew that he wouldn't survive for half a year, otherwise he wouldn't have made it this far. He would rather be a living dead for three to five years than Ken just left, people can't let you go, why are you crying in such a hurry?"

"Father, you." Zhao Linjiang sniffled, "How do you know?"

"Hmph, of course it was the second master who told me. I knew it when he came to ask me if I had the seedlings."

"You gave him this seedling?!"

"I don't have that thing. The second master should have gotten it himself."

Zhao Linjiang clenched Guan Yao's hand, trying to pass his body temperature over to him, "Then, did Uncle Yao say anything else?"

Dr. Zhao sniffed his nose and snorted, "He said, if he really planted a seedling for himself and can't wake up, let me advise you to start a family early."

"Impossible!" Zhao Linjiang immediately dismissed, "Father, I don't want to marry anyone else!"

"But." Dr. Zhao looked at his son with hopeful eyes, then at Guan Yu who was sleeping, and said, "Second Lord said again, if he wakes up, let your father, I must promise you marriage."