When the small meets the small, the human meets the demon

Chapter 7

A few stars flicker in the quiet night sky, the bright moonlight is beautiful, and the shadows of the trees sway the fragrance of osmanthus in late autumn, just like the brewed osmanthus wine, with a mellow fragrance.

Dazzling and festive red lanterns are hung at the entrance of Su Zhai, and bright and colorful double happiness characters are pasted on the door, door couplets and windows, and there is a joyful and auspicious atmosphere everywhere.There are several tables of wine and dishes in the front yard. There are meat dishes such as elbow in sauce, honey ham, green salt turtle, eel soup, etc. There are also vegetarian dishes such as hibiscus tofu, vegetarian roast goose, fried fresh water chestnut, and fried three fruits in sauce. Bamboo leaf green, osmanthus wine and other wines are full of fragrance, and the guests enjoy themselves while drinking and drinking. From time to time, they make a noise of congratulations and toasts.

In the new house hung with red silk, there are bright and beautiful red curtains and bed quilts, and there are pairs of happy candles on the table that shed tears of joy, reflecting the dancing candlelight.The red hijab covers the dignified and heavy phoenix crown and Xiapei, and the bright red wedding dress embroidered with exquisite and gorgeous patterns of mandarin ducks playing in water is lying on the ground. The exquisite bride is sitting upright by the bed, waiting for her to say It is the husband of the king.

After a long silence, the drunken and flushed bridegroom pushed the door in, staggered up to the bride, raised his hijab, and the woman's fair, delicate and shy face came into view.In the misty look, the red bed curtains have fallen one after another, and the hazy candlelight is sprinkled on the mandarin duck tents, turning red waves, and the room is full of fragrance.

On this festive day, the wing room in the backyard seemed to be forgotten. Su Miao lay bored in the quilt and looked at the quilt. Her fair little feet kicked the quilt a little irritably, and her big watery eyes blinked. Blinking, clear and a little curious.She lay down for a while, and sighed several times before she seemed to have made up her mind. She sat up, put on her coat, put on her beautifully embroidered shoes, and walked out of the door secretly.

The gurgling water under the stone bridge in the back garden reflects two bright moons in the water in the sky, one full and one broken.In the bright moonlight, the two places on the river bank are full of flowers. The magnolia flowers blooming on the high place are as white as snow, and the petals are as complicated as lotus. Watching the bright moon proudly on the branches, the petals meandering and falling to the ground are like falling catkins, drawing a pure and stubborn arc. Wire.

Under the blooming flower tree, there is a deep and low grass, the thick black seems to be a hidden evil spirit, and it seems to be waiting for the opportunity to devour it; in the quiet night, there are faint sounds of punching and shouting in the front yard, and occasionally leaking a few words. The sound of drumming, accompanied by the uneasy chirping of insects in the grass and under the rockery, played together strangely in the silent late night.

There was an old woman sitting in the grass, her silver-white hair seemed to be frosted by the moonlight, her wrinkled skin was like dry old bark, and her shriveled lips were pale under the moonlight, which seemed rather ferocious; The man was wearing a servant's coarse cloth clothes, and on his wrist was a jade bracelet with poor quality and slight blemishes, and he seemed to be holding something in his hand and sprinkled it into the river.

There was a different kind of sadness in her cloudy old eyes, she stared blankly at the phantom in the river under the moonlight, a few drops of muddy tears flowed from the corners of her eyes as if she couldn't help it; her dry lips opened and closed, hoarse The dull voice was choked with sobs, mixed with intermittent sobs.

"Ma'am, the master remarried the Yao family today, but don't worry, the old slave will take good care of the young lady, no matter what."

"Back then, it was the master who betrayed you. When you were pregnant with the young lady, he went out to flirt with women. He fell in love with the oiran rouge girl, which made you so sad that he died after giving birth to the young lady prematurely; although the master has guarded you for a few years. Years ago, but she also ignored Miss, and now..."

"Ahem, this old slave has been alone for a long time. To say something disrespectful, I have always treated my wife as my own daughter, and I have been taken care of by my wife for many years. If it weren't for my wife, you entrusted the young lady to this old slave at the end of my life. I went with my wife. Cough cough... Sigh, watching the young lady grow up little by little these years, it seems to see the old lady..."

"Don't worry, ma'am, the young lady has always been very sensible. Although she was a little thin at the beginning, the master never cared about her, but she never treated her harshly. There is no shortage of nourishing medicinal ingredients, so she is all right now. The young lady looks very good. Well, I really came out of the same mold as you when I was a child, and I look alike, with chubby little arms and legs, not to mention how painful it is! If you are still here, you will definitely like it to the top of your heart!"

"Miss is already ten years old this year, and she can be regarded as a big girl. The old slave is just like the wife. It's like seeing the young lady marrying a good family and living a good life. It's just that the old slave has been getting worse and worse in recent years. It's getting worse and worse, and I don't know if I can hold on, and if I can still protect the young lady to grow up. Cough, cough, that Yao family, I heard that he is kind-hearted, and the old slave will have to last for two years anyway. Miss, take a look, ahem, that way, you will have the face to face your wife when you get to Huangquan Road. Ahem, after so many years, my wife will reincarnate into a good family, and in my next life, don't suffer so much..."

The old woman talked to herself for a long time, occasionally coughing a few times when a gust of wind passed by, her thin body curled up like a dry branch, trembling tremblingly in the wind, little blood condensed in the wind in the corner of her mouth , against the pale lips and wrinkled skin, it looks like the painted skin of a skull from hell, hideous and terrifying.

Accompanied by a violent cough, the low and hoarse voice was interrupted by the wind.The old woman probably said all she wanted, packed up the ashes in her hand, got up and left with difficulty.But she didn't realize that behind the rockery behind her, the little girl who was leaning against the rugged rockery had a pair of water-colored eyes with red circles and tears.

When Liu found Su Miao, she was curled up on the big bed, crying with pear blossoms and rain.The small body was hidden in the thick quilt, the pillow towel was already wet a lot, and the disheveled hair trembled slightly, as if she was crying hard.

Liu just watched, the little man was sobbing silently, his heart couldn't help but feel a lot of affection.

I had known for a long time that Su Shen, Su Miao's father, was about to marry Yao Shi, the daughter of a local wealthy family. I thought that this little girl might not be taken care of by anyone, so I just came to see her; I didn't expect to see her so sad Weeping sadly, I couldn't bear to leave so much, I didn't know how to comfort me, so I just stood here for a long time.

"Don't, don't cry." Liu tentatively stretched out his hand, stroking Su Miao as if wanting to comfort her, her voice was hoarse and hard, like the patina on the rusty copper ware that had been buried in the ground for many years.

Su Miao paused on her shoulders, as if she was so surprised that she even forgot to cry.

Liu Sansan withdrew her hand, since Su Miao took Su Miao out on the Ghost Festival four years ago, Su Miao made an appointment with her, and would come to accompany her every festival.Su Miao is a very lively girl, and she told her many, many thoughts in her heart, such as Chuncao being transferred to her father's study, the nurse who has been coughing since she contracted the cold, and the grapes in the yard have died. It can be eaten. The mooncakes I bought for her one year are delicious.It's just that Liu has always been very silent. The many years of being alone may have made her a little unaccustomed to speaking, so she just listened to Su Miao's chatter quietly, but there was a kind of warm atmosphere.

This time, there was a warm impulse in her heart that made her want to speak, just to comfort the crying little girl.

"Look," Liu frowned for a moment, and a small piece of green appeared in his hand, and he handed it to Su Miao. There seemed to be a kind of embarrassed flattery in his tone. After thinking about it, he added, "It's for you. It's very beautiful."

Su Miao turned her head, her tear-stained little face was dirty, her big eyes flickered at Liu, but she looked even more pitiful, which made Liu's heart soften into a ball of water.Su Miao took the piece of green carefully, and asked softly, "Is it really for me?"

"En!" Liu Dali nodded, afraid that Su Miao would not believe it.

"Thank you, little one!" Su Miao laughed through tears, her black eyes with teardrops were bent, and she could see clearly that the piece of green in her hand was actually a very small and exquisitely carved willow flute, which was very delicate and beautiful. He closed his chest nervously with his small hands, looked up at Liu who looked a little embarrassed, and just now threw himself into Liu's arms happily, and whispered cheerfully, "Xiao Xiao, I like it very much!"

Liu didn't expect this to be the result. She felt that Wen Wen's soft body was hugging her tightly, and the soft little wrist was around her waist, showing complete dependence and snuggling. She felt that her body was a little stiff.

Looking down at the messy bun in his bosom, the thin clothes were deeply buried in his chest, the corners of Liu's stiff mouth hooked unnaturally, a soft light glowed from the depths of his originally indifferent and cold eyes, and fell on his bosom On the delicate body, she moved her arms lightly, and slowly wrapped her soft and slender waist around it, tightening it tightly.

"Xiao Xiao, you will always be with me, right?" Rubbing the soft cheek in his arms against Liu's chest, he asked in a whisper.

Sensing the uneasiness of the little thing in his arms, Liu gave a gentle acknowledgment, but nodded heavily, the deep eyes in his eyes were extremely complicated.

Su Miao sat on the brocade tree in front of the window with her knees hugged. She was still covered with a thick quilt. Her small face was clean, no trace of tears could be seen before, but there was still lingering sadness and confusion in her eyes.Liu sat next to her.

"Xiao Xiao, why do men have many wives in their lifetime? Why do they stay with other women after they have wives? Isn't it good for two people to cuddle together?" Su Miao asked softly. problem of understanding.She didn't understand why her father still lingered in the place of fireworks and fell in love with Rouge girl when her mother was pregnant in October; why she would call another strange woman mother in the future, and why she had two mothers now?

A look of pain flashed in Liu Mou, she didn't know how to answer Su Miao's question, how to bear to cut that soft heart with this bloody reality.She embraced Su Miao, let the little head rest on her shoulder, and said sullenly, "Don't think about it. There is me."

Su Miao was stunned for a moment, then realized that Liu was trying to comfort herself, telling herself not to think about those unhappy things, no matter what, she still had her.

With a pure smile, Su Miao hugged Liu tightly, and whispered, "Well, I know. Xiao Xiao, you are the best to me! I don't care about those irrelevant people, I only care about Those who care about me!"

Liu nodded lightly, her long black hair was tangled with a slightly messy bun, her heart trembled suddenly, and a little radiant light disappeared from her eyes.She silently thought: Miao'er, you are the best to me.

The moon was in the middle of the sky, and the noisy sounds in the front yard gradually quieted down, and it was already late at night.

Liu strung up the willow flute and hung it on Su Miao's fair neck, then said casually, "If there is anything, just play the flute, and I'll know."

Su Miao stared at Liu in a daze, suddenly burst out laughing, and answered crisply, "Got it!" She clearly cared, she clearly cared, but she made such a careless expression, she was so arrogant and awkward!

Liu Bian didn't even have time to say goodbye, she flew out of the window as if fleeing, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, only the cold moonlight came in through the window.

"Tch!" Su Miao turned around and hid under the quilt on the bed, but felt her face was hot, as if she had eaten March peach blossom candy, the hot, sweet and greasy taste was sweet from her throat to her heart.

None of them noticed it, but from Liu's words of consolation, there seemed to be some subtle feelings, like the first spring breeze spurring the sprouts, quietly growing in each other's hearts.

The author has something to say: Ah, JQ is about to germinate Hongguoguo...

PS: I have been busy preparing for the start of school these days, so I have delayed the update, sorry~~