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"Linheng, look, it's clear, let's take Yi'er to sweep the grave."

"Okay, let me tell mother so that she won't be worried." A young man on the opposite side took his infant son with a smile, held his wife's hand, and walked towards the old lady's room, "Shuang'er, don't worry." Seemingly seeing his wife's worries, Linheng explained: "Mother, apart from being a little bit bad-tempered, a bit harsh in her words, and a bit narrow-minded, if you stay away from her usually, you can still get along with her."

Madam Lin stood at the corner, staring at the two people walking towards her through the weeping willows. Lin Heng raised her head and said, "Oh, mother, why are you here? It's cold here."

Old Madam Lin snorted, and quietly said: "You guys... what do you want me to do?"

Lin Heng hurriedly apologized with a smile: "Mother, isn't it Qingming? Wu Shuang and I are planning to go out to pay respects and sweep the tomb. By the way, I will pray for you and come to let you know."

Madam Lin glanced at Mo Wushuang who was shrinking behind Linheng, and said, "Do you know the monk who came yesterday?"

Lin Heng smiled and said: "Mother, this monk comes and goes without a trace, how could we know each other."

The old lady Lin snorted again, and changed the tone of the conversation, "Yesterday, the monk said that it is not peaceful now, and asked us common people to go out as little as possible, but you should be fine, you go, keep your eyes open, and pay more attention to your surroundings." .” After finishing speaking, Madam Lin shook her sleeves and left.

When the old lady walked away, Lin Heng patted Mo Wushuang comfortingly, took her hand with a smile, and said, "Wu Shuang, let's go, Yi'er, be good, I will take your mother with you later." You go eat antique soup."

"Ah, Linheng, look, Yi'er smiled."

Lin Heng pinched the child's face lightly, and said: "This child's teeth haven't grown yet, I'm afraid he will be the one to watch while we eat."

Mo Wushuang covered her face with a smile, carried the child and walked out of Linfu.The streets of Qingming are still bustling, Linheng walked to a small stall, picked up a jade hairpin, smiled and inserted it gently in Mo Wushuang's hair, Mo Wushuang lowered his head and smiled shyly, the small stall peddled with a smile: : "You two are talented and beautiful, this hairpin really makes your wife more beautiful."

"Ah, run, there are ghosts, there are ghosts."

Lin Heng was startled, and turned his head to look, only to see an evil ghost appearing on the bustling street at some point, with a pale face, only half of his body left, wandering in the mid-air, and how many people passing by were haunted by the ghost's aura. Died from erosion, Lin Heng hurriedly grabbed his wife's hand, turned around and ran away, but for some reason, the evil ghost jumped over the crowd and grabbed the three of them straight away, seeing that it was too late, Lin Heng hurriedly hugged his wife and child to his chest .

Mo Wushuang anxiously wanted to push him away, "Linheng, get out, it's chasing..."

A stream of blood gushed out from Linheng's chest and splashed on the faces of both mother and son. Mo Wushuang was stunned for a moment, and murmured: "Linheng..."

"This lady, get out of the way." One person pushed the mother and son away, raised a sword and stepped forward to wrestle with the evil spirit. Mo Wushuang untied the belt around her waist in a daze, and tied Mo Yi in front of her body. Struggle to carry Linheng on his back, step by step through the street and walk towards Linfu.

In front of the door, the two gatekeepers saw this and said in shock: "Young madam, how could the young master..."

Mo Wushuang stared blankly at the two of them, passed them, and walked inside, the two servants rushed forward to take Lin Heng's body, and then called a servant girl to help Mo Wushuang, who was in a daze, and walked towards the old lady.

Mo Wushuang knelt down in front of Mrs. Lin, "Mother, Lin Heng was killed by a ghost. I'm sorry for him. You can hit me and scold me."

Hearing this, the old lady said anxiously: "Why...how could this happen, you...you are not...he..." she fainted.

"mother!"

The servant was nimble, and the coffin was ready at night. Mo Wushuang knelt on the ground with Mo Yi in his arms, and muttered to himself, "Linheng, can you come back? Come back, I don't want you to go."

The old lady Lin came in and took a look at her and said coldly: "You go, take the child wherever you like, in short, don't go back to Linfu."

"mother……"

"Don't call me," the old lady sternly said, "At the beginning, I shouldn't have agreed to your marriage with Lin Heng, now he finally died because of you, are you satisfied?"

Mo Wushuang didn't turn a glance, but still shed tears in a daze, bowed three times to the coffin, turned and left.

"Wait a minute, take all your own things away, Linheng is dead, remember, there is no place for you in this Linfu."

Mo Wushuang closed her eyes, and slowly said: "I see." After speaking, she wiped away her tears, turned and left.

In the dark night, Mo Wushuang walked on the street alone with a small bundle on his back, looked at the baby in his arms and smiled wryly, "Yi'er, you can call me Mo Yi from now on."

Mo Yi bit her finger and looked at her mother with big innocent eyes. Mo Wushuang couldn't bear to look any more, and staggered to the remote Earth Temple with the child in her arms, "Linheng, how can I be willing to leave you? Don't worry, I I won’t go, even if it’s the distance between life and death, I won’t leave.”

The years are silent, how long does it pass in a hurry.This winter, Mo Yi ran back from the outside crying, and threw herself into the arms of her mother who was doing laundry for others, "Mother, they said that I was a mourner, and that my father died because of us."

Mo Wushuang was stunned for a moment, raised his frozen red hand, touched Mo Yi's hair, shed two lines of tears, and said: "Don't listen to their nonsense, everything about our family is all to blame, Yi'er, don't you Li, cough, cough..."

"Mother, mother, you are coughing up blood, how are you, mother?"

"Yi'er, mother is fine, don't worry, you go and play first, mother has washed the clothes, and bought you buns to eat."

Mo Yi wiped his tears, turned around and ran out, ran to the gate of Linfu, two servants stopped him and said: "Old Madam, I made it clear on the day you two left, go back quickly, Old Man Lin People have distinguished guests here, so it is not appropriate to collide."

Mo Yi choked with sobs and said, "Two big brothers, please tell grandma, I... my mother is sick."

It just so happened that Mrs. Lin accompanied a Taoist priest passing by the door, "Master Taoist, you have lived in the humble house for a long time, and you must be leaving too. I don't know when you will leave?"

"Well, it's strange to say that I've been here for more than nine years, why can't I find her? According to the hexagram, she is clearly here." He shook his head, sighed, and continued to move forward. .

"Grandma, grandma, I am Yi'er, grandma, my mother is sick, you..."

Before Mo Yi could finish speaking, Mrs. Lin said sharply: "Are you two free-living? You let him disturb the distinguished guest and beat him out." Then she turned to the Taoist with an apologetic smile and said, "Don't take offense, the Taoist priest. This is the son of a maid in my family, half a year ago that maid poisoned me, so I killed that maid and kicked that child out, who knows that he has no sense of shame and always comes to bother us."

The Taoist heard the words and sighed: "This is a human heart."

The two servants got the order and pushed Mo Yi out. Seeing that Mo Yi refused to leave, and fearing that the old lady would be angry, they had no choice but to pick up a stick and beat Mo Yi. Mo Yi suffered from pain, Falling to the ground, several women immediately gathered around when they saw this, covered their faces and snickered, "Hey, sisters, look, isn't this someone who has the face to come here?"

"Yeah, his mother didn't feel ashamed for doing that kind of thing. The forest is really big. There are all kinds of birds."

"Brother Jia Ding, let me help you, and see if the little mourner star can leave."

Mo Yi was beaten so hard that her eyes were staring, she struggled to get up, and staggered towards her. There were laughter from the women behind her. Mo Yi held back her tears and walked towards her mother.

"Yi'er, you...what's wrong with you?" Mo Wushuang cried and hugged Mo Yi in his arms, "Yi'er, it's all my mother's fault, which caused you and Linheng to suffer."

Mo Yi slowly raised her hand to wipe her mother's tears, "Mother, let's go, let's get out of here."

Mo Wushuang nodded and said: "There are a lot of people who have sent me starch and laundry in the past two days. We will leave when we have earned enough travel expenses, ahem..."

"Mother, I'm going to find the doctor."

"Yi'er, ahem...you..."

Mo Yi endured the pain in his body, and ran to the street with a limp, "Doctor, may I ask, what medicine should my mother take for coughing up blood?"

The doctor behind the counter raised his head, squinted his eyes and looked Mo Yi up and down, then picked up a pack of medicine from the side and said, "Just drink this soaked water, and I'll sell it to you for a tael of silver."

Mo Yi took out a few pennies from his pocket, it was for your mother to buy sesame seed cakes for you, Mo Yi swallowed, slowly raised his head and said: "I...I only have three pennies, I...can you make it cheaper? "

The doctor stroked his stomach and said, "Okay, use the three Wen to buy me a sesame seed cake."

Mo Yi ran to another street and handed the sesame seed cakes to the doctor. The doctor took it with a smile and threw the package of medicine to Mo Yi.

Mo Yi was ecstatic, ran back to the temple, picked up a small bowl, poured half a bowl of water, soaked the medicine in it, and gave it to her mother.Mo Wushuang took it, forced a smile and said: "When the new year is over tomorrow, mother will take you away, to a place where no one knows us."

On the second day, on the night of New Year's Eve, Mo Yi begged to no avail and was beaten up. He returned to the Earth Temple, "Yi'er", when he heard his mother calling, Mo Yi hurriedly wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and walked over. In the darkness of the night, Mo Wushuang couldn't see clearly, she struggled to sit up, and held Mo Yi in her arms, "Yi'er, if mother is gone in the future, you must take care of yourself in the future?"

"Mother, no, the doctor said... as long as... as long as you take the medicine on time according to the prescription, you will be fine..." Mo Yi choked up and said, "Mother, I...I don't want you to go."

"Yi'er, mother can't bear you either," mother hugged him tightly into her arms, "but life and death are up to the heavens, how can we mortals change it, especially people like us, who are nothing but ants in the eyes of others Forget it, everyone wants us to die, that doctor just wants to make money."

"Yi'er has always been handsome since she was a child, but it's a pity that mother can't see you growing up. This may... be the last New Year's Eve that mother will spend with you. Look, the fireworks outside are beautiful?"

"Yi'er, you are also ten years old this year, you have to remember that only when you become strong can you protect yourself and the one you love..."

"mother!"

After burying his mother, Mo Yi was filled with hatred, so he begged a fire starter from the monk in white and walked towards Linfu.

The author has something to say: Insert a chapter in the past tense ^ω^