A certain attack stole the cabbage from Tiandi's house

The mountains are endless, and someone walks by with a lantern on the wooden bridge of the stream. The sound of clappers can be heard in the dreams of the villagers in the small village. They can only hear the watchman outside the house saying: "It's five o'clock... go to bed early and get up early, take care of your health."

There was a small courtyard of a wooden house by the side of the stream that was brightly lit. Several servants were boiling water outside the house. A woman anxiously took out a wooden basin from the house, and then a servant poured a basin of hot water and ran into the house quickly.

Brother Da Geng stood on the edge of the wooden fence and asked, "What's going on in the house? Is there anyone in need of help?" The servant who made the fire was fidgeting. While fanning the fire and waiting for the water to boil, he looked into the house and heard someone outside the fence. Talking, glanced at it, and said absent-mindedly: "The girl at home is giving birth..." and seemed to be talking to himself, "Why hasn't she given birth yet... It's really worrying..."

Brother Da Geng said again: "Do you need to call a doctor?"

At this time, a woman's joyful voice came out in the room: "It's born, it's born, the girl is born!"

A maidservant in yellow opened the red curtain and ran out from the side room, and happily said to the old lady who was waiting on the bamboo couch in the living room: "Old lady, the girl is born!" The wrinkles deepened under the light of the candlelight, and he picked up the cloud pattern crutch beside him, and said, "Quick... quickly help me in..."

Brother Da Geng said: "Congratulations!" The old lady in the house smiled and nodded to him.There was a gust of cool wind blowing outside the house, and when the younger brother turned around, he looked up at the sky and muttered to himself, "It's so strange, it's getting colder..."

Opening the curtain, the old lady in purple robes was supported by a maidservant in yellow and walked into the room. The midwife Mrs. Wen stepped forward to help her to the bed, and said with a smile: "Congratulations old lady, congratulations old lady. Your girl , gave birth to a boy." The old lady nodded with a smile on her face, and the handsome young man in black clothes gave her a seat beside the bed.

The old lady sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the baby in swaddling clothes, took the jade-like hand of the woman in green who was lying on the bed, and said, "Thank you, Qinger..." There were still tiny beads of sweat on the delicate and beautiful face of the woman on the bed. , the old lady wiped it for her, she held the rough hand of the old lady, and said with a smile: "It's not hard..."

Everyone gathered around and looked at the baby in swaddling clothes, and felt a little surprised that they hadn't heard the baby's cry for a long time.The maidservant in yellow let out a "huh" and quickly shut her mouth, not daring to say anything.In the end, it was Wen who delivered the baby and said curiously: "It's strange, why doesn't this child cry?"

Just when everyone looked at each other and worried, the infant baby seemed to understand what Wen Po said, and opened his small mouth to "beep", and Wen Po immediately breathed a sigh of relief, saying: "Can talk, can talk. It's the first time I see someone who doesn't cry or make trouble, he is really a rare good boy." Said to the child's mother, "Miss, please give the child a name."

The gray sky outside the window was gradually dyed orange. The woman on the bed said, "It's almost dawn..." After thinking about it, she asked the handsome young man, "How about 'Han'?"

The boy beside the bed held her hand, his deep eyes were filled with affection, he nodded, and said, "Okay. How about another word?" The woman looked at him for a long time with her eyes like autumn water, recalling the good memories of the past, Smiling as sweetly as honey, said: "Xue... Han. Li Xuehan."

The old lady repeated: "Li Xuehan... Li Xuehan..." She smiled cheerfully, "Okay, okay, it's a good name."

Wen Po, who delivered the baby, was puzzled and said, "It's summer now, why is it named 'Snow'?"

The maid in yellow looked at the loving couple on the other side of the bed, smiled secretly, and said, "Because the girl and uncle met in winter." The woman on the bed glared at her, and she immediately lowered her head, covered her mouth and snickered, and said in a low voice , "Hee... I guessed right."

On the coast, the warm sun rises to the horizon and hits the earth with the feeling of spring, and the scorching summer fades away.

The maid in yellow clothes, Zhong Xia, came back from the market with a basket of bamboo vegetables, and found that the flowers that should have bloomed in spring were in full bloom. Looking at the warm sun above her head, it was no longer as hot and dazzling as before.He ran into the house and said, "It's spring, it's spring, girl, look, it's spring!"

The child's mother, Liu Qing, was still resting on the bed, listening to her maid yelling outside the door, supported by the young boy Li Yue beside the bed, sat up slightly, and lay against the head of the bed.Maid Zhong Xia ran into the room, pointed to the window and said, "Girl, uncle, look, the sky today is different from before, the rape blossoms in the yard are also blooming, and summer has turned into spring!"

Liu Qing turned her head, looked at the handsome man next to the bed with a puzzled face, and asked, "Why didn't I know you had this ability before. How did you do it?"

The beautiful boy Li Yue blinked, "Huh?", shook his head and said, "I don't have this ability..." Looking down at the baby in her arms, she wondered, "How can Xiaohan have this ability... ..."

Liu Qing also said "Ah?" and frowned, "Isn't it inherited from you? But I can only flower, and I can't change the climate... Could it be inherited from your ancestors?"

Li Yue patted her head and said with a smile: "Fool, how is it possible... Maybe it's a gift from heaven."

Liu Qing stared, reached out and poked his forehead, dissatisfied: "You are a fool, you are much more stupid than me, don't call me stupid!"

Li Yue smiled, and the baby in her arms also "beeped" twice, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, as if she was laughing.Li Yue said: "It has big eyes, it really looks like you."

Liu Qing looked at it seriously, and said, "Why is he like me, my son should be like you."

"Like you... good-looking..."

"Boys can't be like me, they look good like you..."

The servant girl Zhong Xia retreated quietly, secretly listening to the conversation inside, covering her mouth and tittering.

Everything went as Li Yue wished, Li Xuehan became more and more like his mother when she grew up.The ability to make fruit trees bloom and regenerate vegetation has all been inherited, and she is a beautiful person at a young age, which makes the children in the village envious.But if the children in the village are envious, they will be spanked by the adults in the family: "What are you envious of? What's the use of a cripple who looks good?"

Sure enough, no one in this world is perfect.

Li Xuehan is good in everything, kind and sensible, well-behaved and filial, and good-looking, but her feet have been ill since she was born in the mother's womb. She can't walk more than ten steps, and she will fall to her knees after walking ten steps.

Because he was born with bad legs and feet, the neighbors looked down on him and didn't let the children at home play with him.It's a pity that I don't have any friends at such a young age.

Fortunately, Li Xuehan didn't feel sorry for herself.At home, his parents are still alive, his grandma lives to be a hundred years old, and his godfather and mother are safe and healthy. He is already very content.

A four-year-old boy stepped on a bench to dry clothes by the side of the wooden house. Every time a piece of clothes was dried, the bench moved a little, and he climbed up and down. He didn't get off the bench until the last piece of clothes was dried.The gravel floor under the bench was uneven. The little boy just moved his feet when the stones under the bench rolled. He lost his balance and accidentally fell off the bench.

Look left, look right, the little boy got up quickly, making sure that no one noticed that he fell, then patted the dust off his body, poured out the washing water in the wooden bucket, and washed his dusty hands. The palm of his right hand was cut by a stone, and he quietly put his right hand behind his back, letting the gray cloth absorb some blood, then picked up the wooden bucket, and walked back to the house in small steps.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly remembered something, his watery eyes widened, his legs thumped, and he knelt down on the stone ground.A handsome man came out of the house, saw him kneeling on the ground, immediately ran to him and squatted down, and asked with concern: "How is Xiaohan, does your leg hurt? Is there any knocking?" Then I went to check his hands.

The little boy quickly put his hands behind his back, smiled and said, "Daddy, I'm fine, don't worry, Daddy."

There was a woman in the room shouting: "It's time to eat, why don't you come in..." When she walked out, she said, "Why are you kneeling again..." The beautiful and delicate woman strode up to the little boy, half-kneeling and asked: "Does your knee still hurt?" She gently rubbed his knee.

The little boy shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore. Father, mother, you go eat first, I'll get up soon."

While rubbing his knees, Liu Qing said: "Didn't mother tell you to stop after nine steps, why did you forget?"

The little boy Li Xuehan blinked, lowered his head and whispered, "I forgot to count..."

Liu Qing patted his head and said: "How can you forget, you must remember to count in the future, you can't just kneel like this, you know?"

Li Xuehan nodded and said, "Understood, mother."

Li Yue said: "It's okay, Daddy will hug you." She was about to hug you, but was stopped by Liu Qing: "A man, if you fall, you have to get up by yourself. His leg disease is a lifetime thing, you can never hug him Hold it until you grow old."

Li Yue felt sorry for the child, but his wife refused to let him hug him. After hesitating for a long time, he decided to kneel beside Li Xuehan and accompany him.Liu Qing had no choice but to go into the house and take out a short table, and the whole family knelt in the sun to eat lunch.It's fun.

As a mother, Liu Qingchu was a little strict with Li Xuehan, not as gentle and considerate as Li Yue.Liu Qing felt that Li Xuehan was supposed to be a normal child, and shouldn't kneel down at every turn, making people laugh and look down upon her.For this reason, Liu Qing cut a thick branch, peeled off the bark, and made a crutch for Li Xuehan, and asked Li Xuehan to practice using the crutch to support herself. Kneel down.

Li Xuehan leaned on crutches day and night, training how not to kneel down.Li Yue was by his side, and occasionally let him try to exercise his arms. After his arms became strong, he could support his body without falling to the ground with a cane.

Liu Qing stood by the door and looked at his son with weak legs, standing in front of the door with a cane on his back, feeling a little relieved that he finally did not kneel down.Seeing that he was struggling a bit, his face was flushed, and his arms trembled slightly, Liu Qing felt distressed again, and turned around, with tears in her clear eyes.

She was thinking that if she hadn't been so persistent back then, her son's leg might be fine.

The sun rises and sets, the flowers wither and bloom, the days pass quickly, and it is another year in the blink of an eye.

When Li Xuehan was five years old, many things happened.At the beginning of the year, the servant girl Zhong Xia married the old lady's son Zhong Yuan, and she really became a married couple with him; in the middle of the year, the 95-year-old old lady passed away, and there was one less person in the courtyard.

On the day of the old lady's funeral, everyone in the courtyard went to see her off.Although Liu Qing recognized the old lady as her mother, she was not her biological daughter, so she stayed at home with her husband and son.

The blue sky flickered, and a white light pierced the sky, like a thunderbolt.At some point outside the fence came a man wearing a golden robe and a golden crown.

The man has good facial features, although he is not very handsome, he is still a good-looking person.When Liu Qing and Li Yue saw him, for some reason, they both showed surprise on their faces.

Li Yue protected Li Xuehan behind her, and asked Liu Qing, "He...why did he come here?"

Liu Qing didn't answer, and carried Li Xuehan into the room.She pushed back the bed frame, lifted the wooden boards, and a dark basement appeared in front of her eyes.The old lady used to like to eat pickled food, this basement is where Liu Qing used to store rice wine pickles.

The basement was cold and dark, Liu Qing carried Li Xuehan to the side of the stone stairs, and said: "Xiaohan, hide here, don't make a sound..." Li Xuehan nodded, Liu Qing stepped on the stone steps, and Backed away, hugged him in his arms, tears fell silently, and wiped them away quickly.

Li Xuehan squatted on the side of the stone steps, Liu Qing climbed up the stone steps and closed the floor without even looking back.When the floor was closed, the sunlight was blocked, and the basement was instantly plunged into darkness.

In the dark basement, there are only moldy wooden barrels, cold vegetable jars and fermented rice wine.Listening to the faint noise coming from outside, Li Xuehan hugged herself tightly, shrunk further and further, and buried her body in the corner of the cold ladder.

Occasionally, the sound of falling like a boulder sounded, and the ground shook slightly.The wooden cabinet next to the stone ladder shook slightly, and the earthen jar rolled down and shattered to the ground with a bang.Li Xuehan was startled, buried her head in her arms, and closed her eyes tightly.

The rancid smell from the broken jar permeated the basement, and Li Xuehan vaguely heard the voices of his parents, as if they were crying, as if they were shouting... Li Xuehan felt sad in vain for some reason, and tears flowed from his eyes. Spilled, wet clothes.

It was dark and peaceful.It seems like a long, long time...

The removed white cloth was hung up again, and the two white lanterns at the entrance of the hall fluttered with the wind.Next to the spirit tablet of the old lady in the hall, there are two more spirit cards. The black coffin of two people is lying in the hall, and the little boy is dressed in plain mourning clothes, kneeling in front of the spirit.

Zhong Xia ran from outside the house, knelt down beside the little boy, hugged him and cried: "Poor boy..."

Burning ghost papers are flying all over the sky, like white petals on fire, burning in the air, and dispersing with the wind after burning.

Li Xuehan stared straight at the coffin in front of her, her big and round eyes were reddened, and her hands hidden under her robe were tied tightly.Knowing that his parents had passed away, he felt extremely sad, but he held back his tears.He thought, if his parents could see it, they would definitely not want him to cry.He didn't want his parents to be concerned because of a drop of his tear, and he didn't want them to be reluctant to let go.

It would be great if his mother could give him a hug and say goodbye before leaving, but unfortunately, he didn't take a good look at his father for the last time...

The funeral was handled by a man in moon-white clothes.The man walked up to the black coffin and put his hand on the coffin lid. Only he knew that there was no one in the coffin, and what was enshrined in front of the incense burner was nothing but empty air.

In this world, there is no longer Li Yue and Liu Qing.

The author has something to say: In the next chapter, Gong will show his face for the first time, but Gong actually appeared very early, in Liu Erya...

Nangong Ling: No spoilers!