[Lou Cheng] 24 solar terms

Brother, Mingcheng.Ah Cheng, this is my junior sister, Man Chun. "

"Senior brother, how can you introduce a girl like this!" The girl said coquettishly, smiled at Mingcheng, and extended her hand generously, "Mingcheng, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Wang Manchun, your elder brother Minglou's fellow apprentice."

Wang Manchun.

Wang family.

Mingcheng subconsciously went to see Minglou.

Minglou looked away.

The three tablets enshrined in the ancestral hall, the old daughter's red dug out from under the tree, the dusty past in the years, and the bloodstains in the memory.

Bereavement, family destruction.Hidden hatred, old hatred.

Mingcheng lowered his eyes.

"Miss Wang, nice to meet you."

He tightened his trembling lips, stretched out his hand and shook Wang Manchun lightly, not daring to look at the two people in front of him again, and said in a low voice: "Don't disturb Brother and Miss Wang, I'll go back first, Mingtai is still waiting. "

He said this sentence very slowly, because he had to try his best to restrain the surging emotions in his heart while speaking, and he didn't dare to show it at all.But he said this sentence very quickly, because he was afraid that if he stayed here for a second longer, he would no longer be able to control himself.

He thought, yes, no wonder my body is so cold. I didn’t wear a scarf when I went out in the afternoon. I can't tell.

"Wait a minute, Cheng."

Minglou called him to stop, frowned at him for a while, then suddenly took off the scarf around his neck and wrapped it around him: "You should wear more in this weather, Mingtai is already sick, if you don't even escape, big sister It's time to scold me again."

Mingcheng was tightly wrapped by him with a large scarf, covering from neck to chin, only a pair of round eyes stared at him straightly: "Aren't you cold, brother?"

A hand landed on top of his head, rubbing it soothingly.

"Don't worry." Minglou smiled at him, his eyes were tired, but his expression was relieved, "Go back."

Mingcheng walked slowly on the side of the road.

He thought of his eldest sister smashing the annual gift list on the faces of the Wang family in front of the reporters, telling them that blood feuds were irreconcilable, and the disgust and hatred in his eyes almost overflowed; he remembered that Mingtai still can't accept red things. , I was often awakened by nightmares in the middle of the night, crying to find my mother; I also thought of a pair of figures in front of the sugar shop talking hand in hand, they were so close, but so far apart.

He tightened the scarf around his neck, feeling that this year's late spring is a bit fierce.

"On the vernal equinox, the Yuan bird arrives at the first time, the thunder is heard at the second time, and the electricity begins at the third time."

"Sir, there will be thunder and birdsong. It sounds like the Jingzhe."

"Then Ah Cheng will remember that around the vernal equinox, there will be a 'cold spring'."

"Falling cold? What is that?"

"Although it is spring, the weather will suddenly turn cold at a certain period of time, as if it is winter again. So Ah Cheng should remember to wear more clothes, and be careful not to get sick because of the cold."

"I'm not afraid of the cold, but I will remember to remind my husband to wear more clothes so that he doesn't get sick."

"Then sir, wear some more, together with Xiao Cheng's share. If Ah Cheng is cold, the husband can give you a piece of clothing, so that neither of us will get sick. Do you think this is good?"

"it is good!"

Mingcheng shrank his face behind the scarf, and finally heaved a long sigh of relief.

But what is there to worry about in the cold spring?It doesn't matter how fierce it is, the eldest brother promised, for himself and for me, he will wear a few more clothes.

In the end, we'll all be fine.

【Eight】Qingming

A small head poked out quietly from the door, its dark eyes turned around, thinking it was very secretive, it wanted to see what was going on inside the small ancestral hall.

Ming Jing was burning incense on the memorial tablet with his back to the door, Ming Lou was kneeling but had a keen sense, and immediately raised his eyebrows from the corner of his eyes, looking over menacingly.

The eldest son of Ming has accumulated power for a long time, and Mingtai was almost so frightened that he fell backwards, opened his mouth and was about to scream, but the next second, a pair of hands stretched out from behind, one quickly covered his mouth firmly, and the other held his mouth firmly. Holding him firmly, he pulled him away half-dragging and half-embracing, and at the same time, hooked the door of the small ancestral hall and closed it.

"Oh, Brother Cheng, what are you doing? I haven't seen anything clearly yet!"

Mingcheng let go of his hand, snorting and said, "Young master, is pine nut candy delicious?"

Mingtai muttered: "Obviously you have eaten a lot..."

"I bought the things, did I short your share?" Mingcheng laughed, "Don't forget what you promised, don't add embellishments at this time." Seeing that he still looks a little reluctant , Mingcheng coaxed him again: "Okay, okay, you don't know what kind of temper the elder sister has. The small ancestral hall is all in, and you can't use the whip? You are also angry, so don't take it to heart, go play in the yard .”

After Mingtai heard what he said, he thought it made sense. Children have a great forgetfulness, so they quickly diverted their attention and went to play like crazy.Mingcheng stood downstairs, looked up at the small ancestral hall, and sighed with some worry.

However, unlike what the two of them guessed, this time Mingjing was rare to be calm.She sat on the chair, signaled Minglou that there was no need to say anything more about admitting her mistake, and smiled slightly: "Okay, I have also figured out the cause and effect of this incident, but it was just a coincidence, and I really can't blame you. You have also reached the age of knowing Mu Shaoai. As for this person, he will start a family first and then establish a career. I was worried that you would not be able to find someone who suits you. Now it’s all right. I’m relieved that you’ve taken a liking to him. .Which girl is it, when will you bring it to me?"

Minglou was silent for a while.

"Oh, what kind of expression do you have, you are worried that my sister will embarrass your sweetheart?" Ming Jing couldn't help laughing as he spoke, "My sister thinks she is quite open-minded, why, don't tell me I will look great when I grow a picture?" Slap a mandarin duck in the face?"

"Of course not." Minglou said hastily.

Ming Jing glanced at him, and said with some doubts: "Minglou, you must have gone to some dirty place..."

"Sister, you are thinking too much. Minglou was raised by her sister since she was a child. My sister knows what kind of person I am."

"That's good. My Ming family has an upright family style, and my good reputation cannot be ruined by unworthy descendants." Ming Jing heaved a sigh of relief, "Then why don't you want me to meet that young lady? You don't have to worry about it." , I'm not a person who values ​​family background, as long as she has good moral character, treats you well, and you like her, I won't object."

"Look, it just so happens that today is the time to worship the ancestors during the Qingming Festival. If you can solve the major issues in your life in front of your parents, it will be considered a comfort to them."

Minglou's mouth secretly bitter.

He looked at Ming Jing's innocent smile, and then moved his eyes to the high tablet. The dark wooden color was reflected in his eyes, but it was a mass of blood, which contained his parents and Ming Ming. Tai's mother, and even Ming Jing and him when he was young, and then the blood faded away, and the delicate girl in the bright yellow skirt turned around and smiled at him.

With a smile, the years are quiet and beautiful, and with a smile, fate is ferocious.

He closed his eyes.

At that moment, something was shattered with a bang. For a while, it was the light rain of apricot blossoms at the time of first meeting. The girl raised her chin reservedly and nodded slightly to him; She joked coquettishly and sang cheerful tunes; a while later, when he gently placed the breakup letter on her desk, she raised her face desperately, crying and questioning silently.

All love is evil, it turns to ashes in an instant, and in the end there is only blood all over the sky, allowing him to see clearly that all these struggles and dilemmas are just a very boring joke in the world, and he is just a hoarse buffoon in a comedy.

Wrong, wrong, wrong.

Minglou thought, the curtain call is over for this play, but I, I still have to go on.

He said softly: "Eldest sister, I have already broken up with her...".

"Big Sister!" Mingtai rushed in scrambling, Mingcheng chased after him impatiently, reaching out to stop him but it was too late.

"Someone came outside and said he wanted to see Big Brother!"

Ming Jing was startled: "Who is it?" He was about to stand up, "Hurry up and invite people in, don't let people stand at the door."

Mingtai spoke clearly: "She said her name is Wang Manchun, and she is the lover of the elder brother!"

Ding Jing froze.

Minglou sighed silently.

Mingcheng looked at him, then at Mingjing, stepped back silently, and lowered his head.

"Mingtai." Mingjing's voice trembled a little, "Say it again... what's her name?"

Mingtai opened his mouth, feeling that the atmosphere was not right, and subconsciously dared not speak, but Mingjing suddenly raised his voice and asked him sharply, "What's his name!"

"Wang Manchun!" It was the first time that Ding Jing asked him in such a tone, and after Ming Tai answered reflexively, his eyes turned a little red in an instant.

At this time, Ming Jing no longer had the intention to coax him like in the past.

"Wang Manchun. The Wang family. Good, good, good." She looked at Ming Lou who was still kneeling, and smiled angrily, "Master Ming, hello! You are really a good descendant of my Ming family. Good brother!"

"No wonder, when I said I wanted to see her, you just pushed back and forth like this. It seems that you also know what kind of bastards you are doing!" Ming Jing was trembling with anger, grabbed the whip on the desk and whipped it backhand, " Minglou! In front of my parents, you should wake me up! Are you worthy of your surname and this family!"

She didn't want Minglou's answer either, she just raised her hand and hit the whip, every time the whip tip was raised there was a sound of breaking wind, and it hit Minglou's body with blood and flesh, which showed that there was no mercy at all.Minglou didn't hide, just suffered it all at once, and occasionally made a few muffled sounds when it hurt so badly