[Red House] Li Changan

Li Changan fell ill.

At dawn, Daiyu heard the crowing of cocks outside the window, and couldn't help turning her head to look at Li Chang'an, who knew that Li Chang'an lowered his head and was breathing very lightly.

Realizing that something was wrong, Daiyu quickly reached out to touch Li Changan, and just as she was holding his arm, Li Changan fell on top of her.

After a panic in front of the mourning hall, Uncle Qi hurriedly sent someone to invite the best doctor in the city.

When the doctor came, asked about medicine and administered acupuncture, the Li family knew that Li Chang'an had two stab wounds on his body, and that he had already been infected with inflammation and hadn't treated it properly.

Li Changan lay on the bed for a few days, his injuries not only did not get better, but became more serious.

In just seven days, her cheeks have become sunken.

"Girl, uncle, he—"

Daiyu made a silent gesture, turned around and gently closed the door, and led Zijuan towards the yard, for fear of waking up Li Changan who had just fallen asleep.

Frowning, he couldn't help but look back at the closed door.

"Brother's coffin is about to be buried?"

"Well, it's already outside the house." Zijuan unconsciously lowered her voice, and couldn't help saying: "Master and Madam are all outside, girl, you—"

"Where's Zhao Qing?" Daiyu shook her head, interrupting Zijuan's words: "You call the snow geese here to guard, listen carefully to the movement in the room, and then go to Zhao Qing, in case...it will be better with him here .”

"You girl?"

Daiyu looked up at the sky, it was gloomy, as if it was about to be suppressed at any moment, even the wind was noisier than usual, blowing the leaves everywhere.

It looked like it was going to rain.

"I'm going to send elder brother off for the last time."

For myself, but also for Li Changan.

After a person dies, it is safe to be buried in the ground, but once he is buried in the ground, there is really no such person in this world, and the only ones left are those who still remember him.

Looking at Zijuan: "Take good care of your husband."

"girl……"

It's not just that Li Chang'an fell ill and lost weight, the entire Li family, where there was still the bustle and excitement of the past, except for the movement of walking and talking every day, was as quiet as water in a stone jar.

Zijuan suddenly misses the days when Li Chang'an made troubles in the house, and the troubles are always better than now.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Daiyu nodded to Zijuan, tidied up her clothes and walked away, not even bringing a maid with her.

Wang Momo came out of the room, looked at Daiyu's back, and waved to Zijuan: "You go and follow, Xueyan and I are watching in the yard."

"This--"

"The girl is careful, my uncle can still find an excuse not to go, and stay in the room depressed, but the girl can't, she has to go."

Can Daiyu fall ill?

No.

Ruan family has lost her beloved son and has not yet fallen ill, Ning family can also endure the pain of losing her husband, there is no reason for Daiyu to fall down, she is just the bride of the Li family who has only been married for a month.

Hearing this, Zicuckoo immediately nodded and chased after him, fearing that if she was a step too late, she would not be able to catch up.

The funeral procession of dozens of people walked slowly out from the front of Li's mansion, and the people on Yangzhou Street couldn't help but sigh——Li Xijing is a good man.

But in this world, good people may not be rewarded.

Daiyu walked beside Ruan Shi, her gaze was fixed on Ning Shi and Li Huaichen, seeing Ning Shi's hand strength that was about to break the spirit tablet, her heart ached.

The voices coming from my ears became less and less, and I didn't know how long I had been walking. When Daiyu came back to her senses, she had already arrived at Li Jiazu's grave.

"master--"

"Let's drop the coffin." Li Chong stared at the lowered coffin, closed his eyes and said, "Engrave the words and set up a monument, and then - seal the soil."

When Ruan heard the words, she burst into tears and fell on Li Chong's shoulders, as if she was about to shed all her tears.

Daiyu heard the crying, but couldn't tell who it was. She was in a trance for a while, and looked up at Ning again, startled.

Only Ning did not cry.

"Mother, daddy, daddy...I don't want my daddy to be buried in it, I want my daddy!" Li Huaichen seemed to have suddenly understood what happened to Li Xijing from the past few days of confusion, and grabbed Ning's clothes. Crying: "I want daddy, I want my daddy!"

……

The cry of the child was particularly obvious amidst the low sobs of the crowd. The servant of the mansion held a shovel in his hand, and the loess gradually covered the black coffin.

Daiyu subconsciously looked at Ning Shi, and seeing Ning Shi standing there, the expression on her face made her feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

Turning to look at the new grave, Li Xijing's stele has been erected in front of the grave, and these three words have never been more eye-catching.

The white-haired man saw off the black-haired man, Li Chong and Ruan Shi hurriedly left after only staying for a while, fearing that if they left a little later, they would be even more unacceptable.

"Sister-in-law"

"Go back."

Ning raised her eyes to look at Daiyu, holding the coffin in one hand and Li Huaichen in the other: "Master, he...wouldn't want to see my family depressed all day long because of him."

Li Xijing has always been a kind-hearted person, and he never wants to cause trouble for others, and it is the same now.

"Sister-in-law, my condolences."

Wen Yan Ning nodded and led Li Huaichen down the mountain, Daiyu glanced at Zijuan, when she was about to follow, she stopped suddenly and stared at the person who was walking towards this side.

Li Changan stood where he was, looking up at Ning.

"After all, you are still here. If you don't come, he may feel uncomfortable." Ning looked at Li Chang'an with a calm mood: "Go see him off."

Li Changan opened his mouth, the words seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a single word.

Feeling Ning's passing by, Li Changan finally couldn't help but say, "Sorry."

Ning's footsteps stopped, she didn't respond, she just led Li Huaichen forward.

"Give me the umbrella, you all go back."

Unknowingly, there was a drizzle in the sky. Daiyu took the umbrella from Zhao Qing, glanced at Zijuan with a worried face, nodded, and signaled her to go back with Zhao Qing.

After watching Zhao Qing and Zijuan go down the mountain, Daiyu turned around, only to see Li Changan squatting in front of the grave, with a jug of wine in his hand at some point, and the white filial piety clothes on his body were not only soaked in rain or sweat, which outlined the His back is thin and straight.

Daiyu walked forward holding an umbrella, as if she had returned to the first time she saw Li Changan being beaten, but that time Li Changan was angry with Li Chong, but this time... he was angry with herself.

The umbrella surface was slapped by the rain, every time it seemed to fall on Daiyu's heart.

"Brother, I will accompany you to drink the last meal of wine, in the next life—"

"Stop being the brother of my bastard brother."

Li Changan's first words after a long silence caused Daiyu's heart to twitch uncontrollably, she couldn't help but clenched the handle of her umbrella, and moved closer to Li Changan.

Smelling the aroma of the wine, Daiyu slowly squatted down, glanced at Li Changan, reached out to take the wine pot in his hand, and took a sip.

"Go home?"

"Walk."

Li Changan helped Daiyu to stand up, took the umbrella over, hugged Daiyu with one hand, and held the umbrella with the other, with a firm gaze: "Brother, I am the one behind the Li family."

Daiyu raised her head and looked at Li Changan beside her, the big stone hanging in her heart finally fell down.

Li Changan, you're back.

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