Dry Dream

Lord. "

Open your eyes and smile slightly.The smile in the mirror was terrifying, and a trace of fear flashed in one of Qu'er's eyes revealed in the mirror, mixed with a heartache.

Is this tune available for me?

"Qu'er, how old are you?"

"Back to the third master, the younger one is fourteen."

I nodded, 14 years old, very good age.

"You will follow me from now on." I said.

"Ah, thank you, Third Master!" Qu'er exclaimed excitedly, but she still combed my hair carefully.

"Third Master! Third Master! Woohoo..." Hong'er crawled over in panic and cried.

I frowned and reprimanded: "Why are you crying! I didn't kick you out! If you make Liu'er unhappy, be careful that I will break your leg!"

After hearing this, Hong'er hurriedly silenced, but the tears still kept flowing.I shook my head in my heart, Hong'er was born to be a slave, so he couldn't get into the hall of elegance.

However, if there is no such thing as Hong'er, how can there be Qu'er's life?

"Third Master, comb it." Qu'er said respectfully, put down the wooden comb and took a step back, looking at Hong'er with disdain.

"Truthfully recruited." I took the fox velvet and wiped the forehead, and Qu'er cleverly stepped forward to take the wipe and put it on for me, and then took the matching purple gold hair crown inlaid with fox velvet and put it on the bun for me.

Kneeling Hong'er told the whole story with snot and tears.

It's actually very simple, half a year after bringing their brothers back to the mansion, Ziluo sent someone to find Hong'er.

Ziluo threatened Qu'er's life and ordered Hong'er to report everything about me and our Yan family to him once a month.And promised that it would never be against me.For Qu'er's safety and fear of Ziluo's identity, Honger agrees to be Ziluo's eyeliner.

After hearing Hong'er's cry, Qu'er curled her lips, looking down on Hong'er.I frowned in displeasure, and whispered that without Honger, there would be no him. He looked down on no one and could not look down on Honger, the cousin who raised him since he was a child.

What Qu'er said was shameless, she knelt down with her head down and kowtowed three times to Hong'er.The brothers later hugged each other and wept quietly.

I continued to shake my head, stood up and walked to the door and opened the door.Liu Er, who was eavesdropping on the door, staggered into my arms, and a set of clothes in her hand fell off.

Supporting Liu'er and catching the clothes, the two brothers were so frightened that they hurriedly stopped crying and stood up.Liu'er also blushed, and stood with her head down, not daring to speak.

I frowned, turned around and said in a low voice, "Get out!"

Liu'er felt aggrieved, hurriedly went out and closed the door.

I put the clothes on the table, sat down and said angrily: "You bastard! Liu'er is still pregnant and still makes her work?"

Hong'er shuddered, and said tremblingly: "Back to the third master, Liu'er usually doesn't work, just because the third master came home today..."

"You get out too!" I slapped the table.

"Yes..." Hong'er trembled again, replied with a sobbing sound, and retreated listlessly.

"Third Lord." Qu'er took a brand new snow-white sweat towel and presented it to me.I took the sweat towel and wrapped it around my left face, then got up and changed clothes.

Fortunately, Liu'er came in so embarrassed that she didn't see my face, otherwise I don't know what would have happened.It's not that I care about my appearance, but that the scar is really scary.

182. Family reunion, coffin opened for autopsy

Post time: 07/142010

The size of the big brother's suit is not bad, but it is a bit fat.Thinking of the fat face of the eldest brother, I felt a little strange.Obviously, this year is the extension of the house and the business is so busy, why not lose weight but gain weight?

Qu'er said that many men will gain weight after a few years of marriage.Brother, it's still too late, probably because Young Master Sun is late.

It's a common oddity.

After tidying up, I came to the study.The window lattice of the study room reflects the shadow of father sitting upright, and his writing hands.

What is dad writing?

Gently knocking on the door, a servant's voice came from inside.Qu'er stepped forward and said that the third master had come, and her father's shadow stopped there.

The servant came over and opened the door, greeted him respectfully, then turned around and left the study.Qu'er pushed me in, but didn't follow, and closed the door with her hand.

It seems that all the servants in the family have been warned.

Dad didn't speak, and he didn't look at me. He looked as if he was enduring something.He started to write again, not knowing what to write.

I slowly walked to his side, followed by the yellow light of the lamp to look at the paper.The vicissitudes of handwriting was blurred by transparent water droplets.

"Father, what are you writing?" I asked while picking up a stack of unbound rice paper.

Father's body trembled, and he said in a trembling voice, "Yes, writing an autobiography..."

"Write an autobiography?" I casually glanced at the sentence on the rice paper, then put it back and asked.

Dad turned his face away to touch his face with his sleeve, then turned around and rolled up the dyed rice paper in front of him and threw it aside, saying: "I want to write down my whole life, and leave a lesson for the descendants of the Yan family."

I nodded and said, "That's right, let me have a look when Dad finishes writing."

Dad just wanted to write, but he was stunned by my words.He slowly raised his face and looked at me strangely, as if I was a stranger.

Dad's face looked much older, but he was in good spirits.There was a trace of dampness on the wrinkled face, which was very pitiful.This is a world of difference from him three years ago.

I scooped up my sleeves to wipe the wetness from my father's face, and said in a low voice, "The situation forces me to imitate my father's way of being an official."

Dad opened his eyes wide, rolled his eyeballs, and nodded slightly.

"Father, let's go to have a reunion dinner first." I reached out and took away the Langhao pen in my father's hand, walked over, picked up a cotton cloak, put it on my body, and helped him go out.

Dad didn't speak, never let me do anything so gentle and docile.When I helped my father into the warm pavilion, the waiting mother and the others shed tears of joy.

When I was only touched for a few breaths, I was so greedy for the various eye-catching and delicious dishes on the table that my mouth drools.My greediness has become even stronger because of my military life for the past two months.

It was a joyful and satisfying meal.Our whole family sat together talking and laughing lively.The mother is the happiest one, because the sister-in-law is happy again.And Liu'er, Lianzhi and Huamei, all three were adopted by the mother as goddaughters.Now apart from Liu Er and Hong Er who are married, Lian Zhi and Hua Mei have not settled down yet.As for Hong'er, not long ago, he became his father's godson.

Originally this was a very gratifying event, but Hong'er couldn't be happy at all, her eyes red from crying kept peeking at me.I know what he did, and I know what dad did.My father wants to keep Hong'er's loyalty, and Hong'er wants to rely on my father's weight to prevent him from being kicked out of the house after he is exposed.

Naturally, I won't drive him away, but I just think it's a pity that he is so cowardly and too useless.But he can help the elder brother take care of the family, which is also good.

Dad didn't sit there for a long time, and went back to his study to continue writing his autobiography.After the father left, the stepmother wept with joy, saying that today was the first time that my father showed a sincere smile since the family was in trouble.

I smiled and continued to eat delicious food.My parents didn't want to harm me, they knew Ziluo's love for me, and they thought I wouldn't suffer if I followed Ziluo.Hong'er didn't do me any harm, even though Hong'er was forced to be Ziluo's eyeliner.As for the yuqian who colludes with my uncle to eat the money, I will visit him when I have free time.

When I was eating happily, my eldest brother suddenly asked about my injury, and the whole family immediately focused their eyes on my face.

I suddenly lost my appetite, put down the bowls and chopsticks to make a few perfunctory remarks, and excused myself to be tired on the way home, so I resigned and went back to my room to rest.

After leaving the warm pavilion, I heard the voice of mother blaming elder brother from inside.Immediately after, Qu'er came out and asked if he wanted to go back and rest.I ordered him to prepare the horse, and I will take the guards to worship Lord Yao.

There were only six horses in the family, so he took only five guards and Qu'er, and ran to Yao Jun's grave with a shovel and other things.

Qu'er didn't ask anything, just did what I told him to do, and it really worked.

When we arrived at the grove where Lord Yao was buried, two guards were left to guard outside the forest, and we walked through the dry forest to the tomb of Lord Yao.The tombstone was covered with mud again, and this time there was no warm wine to wipe the mud off.

Knelt down and bowed three times, then stood up, and said in a deep voice: "Break the ground and take the coffin!"

"Yes!" The guards answered in unison with Qu'er, and started digging with a shovel.

I stared fixedly at Yao Jun's tombstone, and my heart was in a ball.Scenes of the days from acquaintance to marriage with Yao Jun began to flash in my mind.Then there are Moore's every move, his smell, and everything after meeting him.

The coffin was carried out, I stood in front of the coffin, raised my hand and grabbed the skirt of my chest, my heart was beating fast and heavy.Qu'er's resignation sounded next to my ear, I waved my hand unconsciously, and in a blink of an eye, I was the only one left on this yellow land covered with thin snow.

After standing for a long time, I finally settled down.Gently stretch out your hands to caress the sides of the coffin lid.Gathering five fingers and moving it, the coffin left the ground lightly.

Sure enough, it was empty...

seeing is believing.

Grab the coffin with one hand, hold the edge of the coffin lid with the other, use the internal force to pour into both arms, exert all strength...

"Gera..." There was a gap in the coffin lid.The hand holding the coffin turned and reached into the gap, grasping the edge.The arms holding the coffin lid struggled again, only to hear a piercing sound of "grala", iron nails as thick as daughter Jia Qianqian's jade fingers left the coffin with the lifted coffin lid.

"! Dang" threw the coffin lid on the ground aside, the inside was too dark to see clearly.Turning around and walking aside, he bent down and picked up a torch stuck in the dirt.Back to the coffin, the yellow light of the torch illuminated the empty coffin very clearly.

In fact, even if you don't open the coffin, you know