Scholar and old attack

In the dim yellow room, on the extremely elegant bamboo floor, lay a haggard man with a yellow neck. He bent his knees and held a book in his arms. Although he looked sick, his temperament remained undiminished.

"Why, I'm reading again, drank the medicine, so I can rest." Chen Xiuxiu stepped forward with a bowl of freshly brewed medicine juice, Tian Jingjiao's face was a little more tired, and the eye sockets turned red when she spoke , The tone is very forbearing.

"Xiuxiu, don't waste your energy. I don't have much time. The only thing I can't let go of in my life is you. If I let you go, I'm afraid you will suffer. It's better to remarry." When Jiang Yuanmao said the word remarry , with a dull pain in his heart, his eyes drooping, and he couldn't read half of the content in the book.

A teardrop overflowed from Chen Xiuxiu's lower eyelashes, and fell soundlessly into the medicine bowl, splashing the thick medicine juice in the medicine bowl, and calmed down again.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Now that I'm married to you, I'll be your wife for the rest of my life." Chen Xiuxiu tried her best to suppress the surging waves in her heart, and said it in almost plain words.

Jiang Yuanmao didn't say anything, but just looked at Chen Xiuxiu calmly, "Xiuxiu, you can't help but die, I just hope you can live well for the rest of your life, look at my mother..."

Before Jiang Yuanmao finished speaking, Chen Xiuxiu smashed the medicine bowl in his hand on the ground, his voice trembling uncontrollably, "Jiang Yuanmao, you are so cruel, you can easily kill our five years of relationship, if you insist on me remarrying, Tomorrow, I will bring Jing Yuan to sacrifice to the heavens in front of you, I, Chen Xiuxiu, who lived and killed you in this life, will be your ghost, don't think about throwing me far away."

Jiang Yuanmao's eyes were full of grief, and he sighed softly, "Why are you doing this, why are you bothering?"

"Bitter" Chen Xiuxiu cried and looked at Jiang Yuanmao, "As long as I think that the person lying next to me will still be you in a hundred years, I will not feel bitter. Walk slowly on the road to Huangquan, wait for me, wait for me, wait for me I."

"You said that you were still a green young man at that time, and I was already gray-haired. Would you still want me?" Chen Xiuxiu leaned her head on Jiang Yuanmao's lap, her tears wet. The person lying next to me is not you."

"It's not unforgettable, but I have deep-rooted love. It's my fault for Xiuxiu. I haven't fulfilled my responsibilities as a husband. I am ashamed of your deep affection." Jiang Yuanmao's hands, which were too thin to be human, were gently and cautiously Caressing the hair on the top of Chen Xiuxiu's head, she burst into tears.

Chen Xiuxiu seemed unconscious, her eyelashes trembled, and her tone became firmer, "You only gave me five years in this life, and you will pay me back 500 years in the next life."

Jiang Yuanmao choked with sobs and said fondly, "Okay, let alone 500 years, I will live forever, I would like to be with you."

"Father, mother, grandma is here." Jiang Jingyuan, who was only five years old, was staring at Xu Shuizhou, looking at the woman who got off the carriage, and said as he entered the door lightly.

"Understood, Jing Yuan, you brought the boat with you. He is younger than you, so you should let him go." Jiang Yuanmao coughed slightly, and lectured his son sickly.

Jiang Jingyuan was a little stubborn, "Father, I don't like him."

"You are still young and don't know what love is. You will understand when you get older." Jiang Yuanmao looked at his son's stubborn little face and smiled. If he could, he really wanted to watch his son grow up little by little. , marry a wife and have children, but unfortunately he is now exhausted.

Jiang Jingyuan curled his lips, "If you don't like it, you don't like it, and you still don't like it when you grow up."

Xu Shuizhou, who was only three years old, didn't know what expression to show when he heard Jiang Jingyuan's words. He was sad, but he didn't know what to do.

"Mao'er, how did this happen." When Wang Xiangyun saw Jiang Yuanmao, tears fell down.

She still remembers how high-spirited and vigorous her son was when he was admitted as a scholar, and how different he is now lying on the bed and skinny.

"You're here. I'm sorry for my son's unfilial piety. I can't serve you till old age." Jiang Yuanmao looked at Wang Xiangyun indifferently. He knew that his mother had suffered a lot in Jiang's family, and he didn't complain when she remarried later, but he couldn't face a stranger. People call him father, but since that day he has never called Wang Xiangyun mother.

He left Ren's house because he didn't want Wang Xiangyun to think of his days at Jiang's house when he saw him.

"What nonsense, my mother will take you to a famous doctor, who will surely cure you. What do these country quack doctors know?" Wang Xiangyun stopped crying and went forward to hug Jiang Yuanmao, but what he touched was Jiang Yuanmao's body, which was so cold that there was no warmth. hands.

For a moment, even the tears froze...

Jiang Yuanmao just smiled, looked at the people in the room, with a bit of nostalgia, "Mother, I just ask you one thing, after I go, please don't bother Xiuxiu, your existence will only make Jiang The clan members will make things even harder for them, and Jing Yuan also has the intention of the imperial examination, I don't want his way to be broken, this is the last thing I beg you."

Wang Xiangyun never thought that she would say "mother" in such a situation, and she would be more distressed than when Jiang Yuanmao didn't call her.

"Okay, after this time, mother will never bother them again." Wang Xiangyun didn't know how he said this, but he knew that he couldn't refuse his son's expectant eyes.

Jiang Yuanmao struggled to take out a bank note from his body. He couldn't move his whole body at this moment, but his voice was still clear, "Help me keep this money, and leave a way for Xiuxiu and the others. If it goes well, this money will be my wedding gift to those two children."

Holding the money, Wang Xiangyun burst into tears and looked at the two children in the house with complicated emotions.

"Xiuxiu." Jiang Yuanmao's eyes began to blur, and he raised his hand with difficulty, trying to grab something.

Chen Xiuxiu burst into tears and grabbed his hand, "I'm here, I'm here, I'm here."

The hand was held by Chen Xiuxiu. Although he couldn't feel the warmth anymore, Jiang Yuanmao somehow felt relieved, exhausted his last breath of strength, and said in a rambling manner, "Xiuxiu, I'm sorry for this trip, and I brought you two troubles to come back. , I'm going, please treat Mrs. Xu and Shuizhou kindly, but you should do your best, if you really can't bear it, forget it, don't force yourself, Jing Yuan seems to be at odds with Shuizhou, if you grow up, you can't When you get married, you will adopt him as your adopted son..."

Xu Xiuxiu listened word by word, weeping uncontrollably, until Yu Jianyu's small voice stopped abruptly, but she couldn't even cry, she knelt on the ground and shouted silently.

Obviously, she was so clearly alone before, but now she is lying in a dark coffin with no light at all. She has been lying in that coffin before, and she is so stuffy that she can't breathe. How can a person lie in such a place.

Obviously his chest pain was so hot that it could melt a person to death in the cold winter, but why did it become no temperature at all, and it was even more freezing than that bone-chilling night.

They clearly agreed to take their family on a trip to the river when they came back this time, but why did the last family of three lose one mouthful.

She wanted to cry, but her tears were so dry and painful that they couldn't fall. She wanted to cry, but her throat lost her voice and she couldn't cry out.

He started to arrange the funeral in a daze, doing what other people called him, seeing that the last handful of loess was buried, and broke down, going forward to remove the mud covering Ah Mao's body.

"He is such a clean person, he won't accept this dirt, let it go." She shouted hoarsely, but was pulled by everyone, and she could only watch her Ah Mao being buried by the loess underground.

At this moment, she understood that there is no more Ah Mao in this world, only Xiuxiu who is alone.

As soon as you leave, you realize that the world is gray and white.

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"Mother, I practiced a copybook, do you think it looks good?" Jiang Jingyuan took a copybook he had just written and wanted to make Chen Xiuxiu happy.

She nodded with a pale face, "It looks good." But her thoughts drifted to when Ah Mao was still there, and he also took the copybook and asked her if it was well written.

"Miss Xiu, it's not good. There are a few idlers in the village who drank and went to where the girl brought back by your Ah Mao." A woman shook her head and sighed, "I don't know if that girl is related to your Ah Mao. What's the matter, and bring a baby, it can't be an outside room."

Chen Xiuxiu stood up abruptly, she remembered that Ah Mao had whispered in her ear, to take good care of their mother and child.

While chopping wood, she didn't care much, picked up the chopping knife and went to the place where He Yuzhu lived.

When they arrived at the hut, two idlers had already broken into the door. He Yuzhu hugged Xu Shuizhou and hid in a corner trembling. Chen Xiuxiuye didn't care much, and rushed forward and chopped the hatchet in his hand on an idler. The idle man was hacked until he bled by Chen Xiuxiu.

"Killed!"

Someone yelled, and the few idlers who were still in a state of excitement just now suddenly sobered up. Looking at the idler lying on the ground bleeding profusely, they broke out in a cold sweat.

Chen Xiuxiu didn't give them time to react, she pulled out the chopping knife, snorted coldly, spun her toes, faced them, raised the knife, and continued to chop wildly and violently, the knife was fatal without any rules, no one doubted it, When this knife falls on the body, it will definitely make people bleed instantly. Whether they can live or not is another matter.

The frightened ones are afraid of the violent ones, and the violent ones are afraid of dying. At this moment, the idlers are terrified, they want to live.

The sunset glow in the evening is extremely beautiful, and no one appreciates it, only a few idlers running desperately and a weak woman galloping along the village road with a chopping knife, kicking up dust and connecting them together.

"Bang, bang, bang."

The sound of a fatal slashing of the door panel could be heard in the dark night, and several idlers in the house shivered and huddled together, praying that the door would be stronger and stronger.

It's a pity that the more you pray, the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas from all walks of life seem to be inaudible. Finally, there is a loud door breaking, and the idlers are so frightened that they all get under the bed, scrambling for the innermost position, and put a good bed. It's almost crushed.

Chen Xiuxiu's embroidered shoes suddenly entered their eyes during their scramble.

"Today is doomed..."

Just when everyone was in despair, clan elder Hong rang the bell to save his life, "Amao's family, don't be impulsive."

Chen Xiuxiu's hypoxic brain froze, and she unconsciously put down the hatchet in her hand.

"Amao's family, you have already hacked one person, and if you hacked or hacked someone to death, you will get yourself involved. You don't think about yourself, you have to think about Jingyuan, and he will have to test for fame in the future No, you can't have a murderer's mother."

The clan elder's words pulled Chen Xiuxiu's thoughts back little by little. She remembered that Amao said that Jing Yuan would be tested for merit. Yes, Jing Yuan of his family would be tested for merit.

"Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" who fell the hatchet, and everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief.

The author has something to say: Thank you everyone, I finally recovered from my illness.

I had been coughing a while ago, thinking it was a cold, I took the medicine repeatedly and it didn’t get better, until one day I had a fever and slept all day and night, and was sent to the hospital by the male ticket, only to find out that it was pneumonia...

The storm was roaring, and I, who hadn't been sick this year, had a big one.