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Since then, I still often go to sister Qiao's house to play, but I missed several times.Another difference is that I sometimes go with my sister.Since the release of "Shiro Visits My Mother", my sister no longer treats me with the same indifferent attitude as before.Even if there is really nothing to talk about, she will respond with kindness or nod and smile at me.Sometimes when they saw Sister Qiao, they chatted casually, and when they were interested, they gesticulated and sang a cappella.I ate and listened, listened and ate, they sang and laughed, and the days passed like running water.

But that's just what I thought.

One day, Mama Chen came to pick me up, but she looked very preoccupied.I joked with her, but she didn't pay much attention, she just urged the coachman to drive home.I felt something was wrong and asked her what was wrong.At first, Mama Chen was reluctant to say, but I asked again and again, so anxious that she wanted to stamp the floor of the car through, Mama Chen hugged me: "Miss...something happened..." I felt something warm dripping onto my hair. In the middle of the day, Mama Chen was already crying.I froze for a while, and then murmured: "What's wrong with my sister?" But Chen Ma ignored me, took out her handkerchief and couldn't stop wiping her tears.I forgot to ask and just stared straight ahead at the road ahead.Familiar street scenes flashed before my eyes, and a voice in my heart kept shouting: "Go home, go home..."

The car just stopped, and I jumped down again.I have been naughty many times in the past, and I have not suffered any injuries. Today, for some reason, I sprained my foot severely on the ground.I said "Ouch" and fell to my knees.Chen's mother turned pale with fright, she didn't even bother to take out the money and came to help me: "Second Miss, don't let anything happen to you!" He ran to the door with a crutch.

My ankle hurt so much that I couldn't use my strength, so I slammed into the door.The door didn't close, and I rolled on the ground again.In the front hall, both father and mother stood up, and my sister sat on the side with a pale face.There was a person kneeling on the ground, and I took a closer look, and it was Sister Qiao.

I saw my sister, struggling to get up: "Sister! Are you okay?" My sister took three steps at a time, hugged me in front of everyone, and said to me over and over again: "I'm fine." She doesn't often deal with children , the movements were still blunt, and I accidentally touched my wound, which made me grin my teeth in pain.But she is still there, she is in front of me well, that is enough.

I saw my mother stepping forward, pulling sister Qiao up with help and tugging, she said: "It's not your fault, it's not your fault..." As she spoke, tears began to fall from her red eyes.Sister Qiao remained motionless, knelt on the ground, lowered her head, unable to see her expression clearly: "If I hadn't urged Caijie to come on stage to sing this song, how could Wu Teng...invite her over..." After speaking, I It was almost impossible to make out what was being said in her sobs.Sister Qiao raised her sleeves to wipe her tears, then suddenly bent down and kowtowed heavily to her parents.My sister, Ben, hugged me and kept patting, and cried out, "Zong Jue!" My parents hurriedly stopped me, "No way!"

My sister wanted to go to sister Qiao, but sister Qiao walked over on her knees.The elder sister stared at her blankly, big and big teardrops fell silently.I found that my tears flowed down my face without knowing when.The tears were blurred, and I vaguely saw Sister Qiao trembling her lips, and she was about to bend down again towards her.The elder sister rushed forward regardless, and hugged her in her arms: "Don't knock," the elder sister's voice trembled violently, she clenched her arms tightly, crying, but firmly said word by word, "I don't blame you. You, I will go to the church with you."...

Later I heard the ins and outs of the matter.That day, their theaters were discounted, and they were astonished as heaven and earth, shaking half of Shanghai Bund.The tree attracts the wind, and no one would have thought that it would attract the attention of a Muto lieutenant stationed here.That Wu Teng was transferred from Nanjing. Back then when Jinling was bloodied, he led his subordinates to do whatever they wanted and do evil. From the position of official to Zhongzuo, he rushed to Shanghai.It just so happened that Shiro was famous for visiting his mother, and hit the muzzle of the gun. Muto ordered that the son-in-law and the princess must be invited to his house to sing a song in the day after tomorrow.I'm just surprised that a lieutenant who kills like hemp likes to listen to operas, does he understand?Chen Ma said to me with swollen eyelids: "This beast is obviously a drunkard who doesn't care about drinking. Why doesn't he know that he is singing two delicate young girls? It is clearly..."

I walked out of the kitchen and somehow made my way to my sister's room.The door was ajar, and I pushed it open lightly. My sister sat on the chair with her back facing me, her cascading black hair pouring down her shoulders.When she heard the movement, she turned her head: "Cai Ying is here." With a watery complexion, she stood up and walked towards me.The elder sister is wearing a robe that is not usually worn. The acacia red is bright and lovely, and the white flowers are dotted.My sister used to dislike this dress for being too rich and colorful, but she put it on today, flattened the front in front of me, and asked me with a smile: "Does it look good?" I walked over and stroked the hem lightly: "Yeah." To me, I half-talked to myself: "I will sing "Bie Yao Throwing the Army" in the future, and I have to practice hard with Zong Jue in these two days."

I couldn't help but think of Chen Ma's crying and swollen eyes: "Sister, why bother to practice again..." She smiled, a little sadly: "That Muto said, choose a good singer to sing, and your sister Qiao can make the decision. Once out." My sister's eyes drifted out of the window, "If he has evil intentions, he won't care what he chooses to sing well or not. I will keep a wishful thinking and hope." I dare not think What happened, I called my sister in a low voice.She looked back, still smiling, but I saw tears in her eyes.My sister bent down and hugged me: "Caiying, you are a good boy. I won't be here anymore, you have to listen to what your parents say and what your mother says. Study hard, find a sweetheart, and live your life in peace." I have no reason to think of that The rouge that can't be wiped off: "Sister, do you have a sweetheart?" My sister's eyes are full of indelible tenderness: "Yes. I and that person are in love with each other, singing Yanyanhe." My heart skipped a beat: "Sister Qiao?" When her name was mentioned, her expression became much softer. "I'm not afraid if she's here. Even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire, the underworld. Caiying, you will understand in the future."

After dinner that day, my sister rinsed her mouth and cleansed her face, then went out to the next door.I wanted to follow her, but Chen's mother stopped me: "You just let people talk about themselves, and you don't say a word." Of course I understand, but sister Qiao and I have also seen each other less often.When Chen's mother took care of me and put me to bed, my sister hadn't come back yet.Chen Ma went back to her attic, and not long after, she heard the sound of snoring.I fumbled lightly, grabbed a thicker cloak from the pile of clothes at the head of the bed, slipped on a pair of shoes and slipped out of the house.

I almost never go out alone at night, everything is silent outside the house, and the shadows under the moonlight are all jagged like ghosts.Although I was scared, I still gritted my teeth and closed my eyes, and rushed into the courtyard gate of sister Qiao's house.I heard the faint babbling sound in the backyard, and the unicorn flowers in the front yard were blooming heartlessly under the moonlight, as if there was only one last time left, and they would return to the dust after leaving.I froze for a moment, the sound of the play in the backyard brought me back to my thoughts, I stood on tiptoe and ran to the backyard.

Under the moon, the small courtyard is empty, only the shadows are in pairs. I have been singing for a long time, so I have to nest at the foot of the wall.Sister Qiao frowned, and resolutely sang: "Third Sister, don't shed tears. Husband listens to what he says: Dry firewood, ten tans of rice, eight buckets of rice, you spend your spring and autumn in the cold kiln; if you can hold on, keep me," she said. Wu Wu flicked his tassels, and turned his head away, "Third sister! If you can't hold on, throw me away." After hearing the last sentence, the elder sister raised her eyes and said clearly: "Xue Lang has no reason to speak, and heeds his wife's words: dry Ten loads of firewood and eight buckets of rice, I spent the spring and autumn in the cold kiln; if I can’t keep it, I will keep it, even if I die in the cold kiln, I won’t look back!” Every word strikes the hearts of the people, clanging.

Sister Qiao sighed deeply: "Third sister speaks very rarely in the world, and she is famous in the history. It's just..." The sister chased after her and asked: "Just what?" Instructions, the Marshal said that the first point was the first point, but the third point was not enough, and the head fell to the ground." The elder sister trembled, and the elder sister Qiao turned around, took a few steps back, and bowed to her firmly: "Look, third sister, the weather is not good. Good morning, I... I'm going to leave." The elder sister took a few steps back in disbelief, and called out: "Xue Lang... are you leaving now..." Elder sister Qiao looked at her with tears in her eyes: "I'm leaving now "My sister suddenly stretched out a hand and grabbed sister Qiao's.I was taken aback. On stage, Wang Baochuan had never caught Xue Pinggui's hand!My elder sister hugged elder sister Qiao's hand to her chest, and wept bitterly: "What words do you have, tell me a few words for your wife... tell me a few words..." I also remember that in the drama I watched before, there was no The latter sentence.

Sister, it's time to play.

Sister Qiao was also very surprised, and then tears fell down.Under the moonlight, I clearly saw her tightening her sister's hand, choked up and speechless.My sister pressed her hand to her heart, as if she would lose it if she let go, she ignored it and cried bitterly.Sister Qiao wept, silently took her shoulders and held her in her arms.She raised her head, squinted her eyes to look at the moon in the sky, tears fell into her sister's hair one after another.After a while, sister Qiao pressed her shoulder, and continued to read Jingbai in the play in a hoarse voice: "My heart is cut like a knife, even if there are thousands of words, I can't speak for a while." The elder sister sniffled in her arms, took a deep breath, raised her voice and continued: "After you leave, what will you do for your wife?"

Sister Qiao stroked the top of her sister's hair, slowly stroking it down, one after another: "In the cold kiln, there are ten loads of dry firewood and eight buckets of old rice. You spend your spring and autumn; if you don't have enough firewood and rice, you... turn around Let’s go to the house.” Elder sister lifted herself up from her arms and looked into elder sister Qiao’s eyes: “Even if I die of starvation, I won’t go back!” Elder sister Qiao nodded with tears in her eyes, saying “Okay” over and over again I read it several times, and the voice became lower and lower.Finally, she held her elder sister's face, pressed it against her forehead, and said softly in her original voice, "Okay."

They stood like this, and my eyes gradually blurred.With the last bit of consciousness, I carefully sat at the base of the wall and curled myself up.I don't know if it's tears or sleepiness, but it swept me like a tidal wave.

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The countdown to the ending begins