[Rebirth] Deep house raising dumplings

It is already autumn, and the fields are golden, and the wind blows through the wheat waves, like smooth silk and satin that is endlessly shining.It was supposed to be the busy season of farming, but there was no one in the fields.

Sitting on a ox cart with few people around, Xi Wanxiang silently held a package made of earthen cloth in her arms. The surface was uneven, and it seemed to be full of dry firewood and branches.

Xi Wanxiang lost weight and her chin protruded. Her face, which was originally soft and white, was only the size of a palm. Although her cheeks were still a little baby fat, she looked round and very cute. Her apricot eyes were still clear and dark, like stars in the dark night. General.He wears the best clothes at home, but because he grew bigger, he looks empty. The indigo-gray material is inconspicuous among the crowd, but the ordinary and rough clothes completely cover his body. Can't hold the pure aura of evening fragrance.

The ruts passed along the country road full of loess, bringing up a cloud of dust.

Wan Xiang frowned and covered her nose.Zhang's mother was supposed to go to Xi's house with her, but her little grandson also showed signs of plague, so she rushed back in a hurry.

At this time, a woman with disheveled hair was stumbling on the field ridge, holding a half-grown child in her arms, chattering endlessly.When the bullock cart passed by, he suddenly cried out, hugged the unconscious child in his arms, and knelt down on the desolate field ridge.

Wan Xiang hugged the package tightly in her arms, sighed and lowered her eyes.Along the way, she has seen many scenes like this, where the plain is covered by bones, the door is shut down, and the family mourns.This plague caught people off guard, and it swept across the entire southern Shonan with lightning speed. It can be said that every family is suffering from the pain of zombies, and every room is crying.

The old woman sitting across from her had just returned from a funeral, and her son's family who was far away in the mountains had all died of the plague.She didn't cry, but just sat on the thatched plank in a daze, laughing from time to time, the wrinkles on her face made it even more frightening when she laughed, as if she had fallen into a madness.

Wan Xiang closed her eyes, her mind was very confused, the courier at the post station had disappeared, she couldn't communicate with each other, and no one came to report.The Xi family has been blessed by their ancestors for a hundred years, but under natural disasters, everyone is in danger, who can pat their chests to make a promise under God's teasing?

After silently praying all the way, the ox cart finally arrived at Taimen Town before dark.

Xi Wanxiang got out of the cart cautiously. The ox cart was moving slowly, and it was a thin cow with no strength, so the cart sat for two full days.I didn't pay attention when I came down and almost twisted my foot.

Four years, four years.When I first saw it, I didn't think it was very prosperous, but at least it was lively. The main street was bustling with people, surrounded by mist and mist in the embrace of Yangmingshan, like a paradise.

It's just that the current appearance is also frightening.The street was in a state of depression, and it was rare for anyone to appear, so they hurried through, not even daring to lift their heads, covering their mouths and noses, for fear of being infected with the plague.Crying and wailing sounded one after another, withered and yellow sycamore leaves were spread all over the ground, and there was a cold and murderous air everywhere.

Xi Wanxiang almost ran all the way to Xi's house, she didn't want to take another look at this desolate and tragic scene.

"Mother Song, Steward Li!" Xi Wanxiang clasped the brass ring on the Xi family's closed door, but no one came to open the door for a long time.She paused, and the fear in her heart was magnified several times. Inside... there was someone she had been thinking about day and night.

Without thinking about it, Wan Xiang changed her fist and slammed on the pitch-black door. The door hadn't been seen for a few years, and it seemed to be a little darker, thick and dull, as if she wanted to engulf her own consciousness.

"Crackling——" Finally, just as Wan Xiang was considering whether she should climb over the wall and enter, the door slowly opened.

Mama Song's face appeared in the crack of the door. She covered her mouth and nose with white gauze, coughing unceasingly, her eyes looked at Wan Xiang vigilantly, and suddenly brightened again: "Second Miss? Why are you back at this moment?" gone?"

Before she had time to explain, Wan Xiang hugged the cloth bag in her bosom, and rushed through the door: "Mother Song, grandma, sister-in-law, how are they? Is the Xi family okay?"

Mother Song coughed heavily again, and said in a hoarse voice: "No, Second Miss, come with me first, and this servant will tell you slowly." After saying that, Mother Song walked to the side of the corridor in panic, and said back, " Originally, Xi's house was far away from the town, so when the plague began to spread in the town, the house was still peaceful. The old lady was wise and decisively locked the door of Xi's house, and no one was allowed to leave or come in. It’s just that it’s hard to guard against, and the plague of this plague finally drifted here.”

Wan Xiang couldn't help but feel her heart tighten, her palms began to sweat, and her voice trembled a little: "So, grandma and sister-in-law..."

Mother Song sighed, and continued: "Mrs. Xi is old and weak, and soon caught the plague. Many people in the house started to cough and have fever. Aunt Feng avoided it and refused to take care of Mrs. Xi. And the young lady is kind-hearted, not only taking care of the old lady's daily life, but also comforting the servants of our big house, separating those who have started to get sick from those who have not yet. It's just that good people don't get rewarded, and young lady can't escape Over the plague."

Xi Wanxiang's footsteps slowed down, and she repeated Song's mother's words in a daze: "I can't escape the plague... Song's mother, what do you mean by that?"

Seeing that Wanxiang's complexion suddenly became extremely ugly, Mama Song suddenly realized that she had said something wrong, and hurriedly said "Pooh" a few times: "Young Madam was just infected with the plague, and it was just a few days ago, so maybe it's not very serious. serious."

The room is dark, so dark that it seems that the sun cannot be seen.

Yin Chan stood with his hands behind his back, in the room where the doors and windows were tightly shut. Even though it was such a beautiful and clear weather outside, he didn't even dare to let in a ray of sunlight.She leaned slightly and lay on the window, as if she could smell the fresh air outside.However, he suddenly sucked in a cold air, and the breathing that had finally stabilized was disrupted again, and he began to cough violently.As soon as he coughed, it seemed that all his strength was exhausted immediately, so he could only hold the edge of the table and sit down carefully on the Arhat bed.

Yin Tang stroked his chest and coughed for a whole stick of incense before slowly breathing out.Seeing many sick people in the house, she understood that this was just the beginning, and then she would have a fever, and then she would be covered in a cold sweat, which could soak the entire bedding.In the next few days, the person lost his strength, lost his shape, was so exhausted that he couldn't drink water and rice, and died in pain in a drowsy state.

She took a deep breath, and slowly lay down on her side. When she closed her eyes, Wan Xiang's little soft ball-like face appeared in her mind for no reason. Unexpectedly, in the last time before her death , I actually miss this little girl who once made me so seldom happy the most.Those memories of just over half a year were actually the most splendid chapter in the years that were as dull and gloomy as the current environment.

Letting my thoughts wander freely, a few distant "Sister-in-Law" floated into my ears, like a gossamer, echoing in my ears unreally across many mountains and mountains.

Yin Tang smiled lightly, is he really dying, this is starting to be auditory hallucinations.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law! Open the door, I'm Wanxiang!"

Qingyue's voice suddenly amplified, and Yin Chen's slightly closed eyes suddenly widened, Wan Xiang?Isn't it hallucination?Yin Chan immediately sat up from the bed, and the calm air like stagnant water suddenly stirred up thousands of waves, which made her at a loss.

The young lady, who was always calm, gentle and orderly in front of her servants, panicked at this moment. She got off the bed in disbelief, but accidentally stepped on the corner of her skirt and fell heavily to the ground.

I hit my elbow and it hurts.

Great, not dreaming.

The familiar door was still closed, Wan Xiang pushed the door hard, but found that the door was locked from the inside.Mother Song said that this was the order of the young lady. She was worried that she would spread the plague again, so she asked her servants to come and deliver the meals at regular intervals. After they left, she opened the door and took the meals in.

I knocked again for a while, but there was still no movement inside.Wan Xiang's knocking on the door gradually slowed down, and Mother Song said in a distressed voice beside her, "Young Madam has been infected with the plague for four or five days, and the illness has come down like a mountain. Maybe she's already unconscious, or she's already gone. ..."

Hearing this, Wan Xiang was instantly struck by lightning, loosened her hand, and immediately dropped the cloth bag in her arms to the ground, and a few things like dead branches fell out from the opening.She has never been so helpless as she is now, neither in her last life nor now.

Xi Wanxiang quietly leaned against the door, buried her head in her arms, and shrugged her shoulders, as if she was extremely sad. The jasper and jade bracelet on her wrist seemed to be quite human, and suddenly became dull.

Suddenly, a faint laughter came from behind the door.Xi Wanxiang raised her head from her arms in astonishment, and turned her head carefully, ignoring her tear-filled face, she asked Mother Song, "Mother Song, did you hear the laughter?"

Mother Song was taken aback for a while, several people had died in this house due to the plague, and now even the wind was humming sadly, she quickly stared and shook her head: "No, I didn't hear anything !"

Now Wanxiang was puzzled, she clearly heard laughter from inside the door, it sounded like her cousin's voice.So she asked tentatively: "Sister-in-law, is that you? I'm Wanxiang, can you open the door, Wanxiang misses you..." The last sentence was choked up in sobs, three points of fear, seven very sad.

"Silly girl, my sister-in-law knows it's you." Yin Tang leaned his head against the door, obviously he should have worriedly told her to leave quickly, but now he felt happy for no reason, and the corners of Yin Tang's lips curled up involuntarily.

At this moment, Mother Song finally understood clearly, she quickly nodded to Xi Wanxiang: "Second Miss, Young Madam is still here!"

Wan Xiang's eyes brightened again, and she opened the door and said, "Sister-in-law, I brought the medicinal materials! As long as you fry it and drink it three times, you won't have any symptoms. You will be fine, and grandma will too." It's fine!"

"Really?" The sister-in-law's voice was soft, as if she had no strength, "Mother Song, have you tied a veil on the second lady? If she is also infected with the plague, I only ask you."

Hearing this, Mother Song shuddered, she was about to die, she was so anxious and panicked just now, she really forgot to put a veil on Second Miss...

Seeing that the sister-in-law really didn't believe her, Wan Xiang hurriedly picked up the cloth bag containing the dead branches from the ground, sniffed, and said with a smile, "Look, sister-in-law, this is the firewood on the mountain next to Jinmen Town. Hu and Gange. Originally, the entire town of Jinmen Town was infected with the plague, and many people died, but this medicine is really miraculous. After cooking it casually, after drinking it, it saved all those whose lives were hanging by a thread. , all the sick people in Jinmen Town have been cured, sister-in-law, you believe in Wan Xiang, Wan Xiang will never let you die!"

After waiting for a while, there was a crisp "click" from the door, the copper key passed through the lock, and the closed door finally opened.

The sunlight passed through the thin clouds, brushed over Wan Xiang's exquisite body, and filled the entire room at once, sweeping away the gloom of the day.