Marriage by Heaven II

I went out for a trip, and only the two sisters, Zhou Xingtang, the old and the young, came back. I didn't see the handsome son-in-law, but the coffin made of gloomy wood caught the eye.

The whole Yuan family was in a daze, more than three or five faces turned pale, everyone stared at the coffin, wondering in their hearts - who was lying in the coffin?

When he came back again, Zhou Xingtang had gray hair on his temples, as if he had finally stepped into old age with difficulty, his straight back showed an unconcealable rickety, his eyes were dull and swollen, and it was conceivable that he had cried behind his back How many times does it take to spoil the beautiful eyes into what they are now.

"Grandma!" Zhou Xingzhuo knelt down with tears in his eyes.

It was at the time when the six gods were in turmoil, Xie Wenyan's mind was restored to two points by this "grandmother": "You are...you are Xingzhuo?"

The spirit fetus looks like three or four years old, and in the blink of an eye, she has the delicate figure of a young girl again. Her eyebrows and eyes are like daytime scenery, and her long-opened facial features vaguely inherit the good color of her family's fourteenth.Xie Wenyan was full of doubts about her granddaughter suddenly growing up so big, but she didn't dare to speak.

Yuan Shiqi's heart felt cold, and he didn't care about his nephew, Chao adult, and pulled her arm: "Ah Zhuo, where's your mother?!"

"A Niang..." Zhou Xingzhuo covered his heart, his face was white and his body was crumbling: "A Niang, A Niang has passed away from this world for the time being..."

Out of this world?Yuan Jiuniang's heart skipped a beat: "Where's your father?"

"Father..." Thinking of Father's indifferent eyes when he looked at her, Ri Xingzhuo's throat became dry: "She, she doesn't want me anymore."

Yuan Fourteen is gone.

The Yuan and Zhou families quickly started the funeral.

The sudden disappearance of a good daughter has caused great damage to the two prefectures.Even the daughter's last body was never seen, only a clothes tomb was built.

Thinking back a few months ago when Sisi Tete went home to visit relatives before leaving to say goodbye, Xie Wenyan had tears in her eyes. No wonder she felt lingering fear after Sisi left and couldn’t sleep all day and night. It turned out that it was not a visit on a whim, but a formal farewell for her daughter.

There are many people who can't accept the death of Yuan Shishi, just like the exiled immortals from the sky who came to the world in a hurry, came and went, and had a great time, which only made the living people miss and cry.

From this day on, Zhou Xingtang grew old very quickly.

The day of dying years is getting closer and closer to her. Time makes people grow old and makes people heartbroken.The white-haired man gave off the black-haired man. In the previous life, A Niang died and she didn't make it in time to see her for the last time. In this life, it is still the same.She sat on the futon and sighed twice, and the candles in the mourning hall were dimly lit.

I thought, I thought that the daughter of this world would walk ahead of A Niang, but unexpectedly, A Niang, who was in her prime, gave up the world first.

Father didn't know where to go to relieve his emotional pain, Xingzhuo was drunk every day, a good child would turn bad when he said it would turn bad, complaining about himself, keeping his mouth shut, he shouldn't have come to this world, and he shouldn't have dragged his biological parents down.

A family is not a family.

A Niang - go, the family will be broken up.

Zhou Xingtang's brows and eyes were tired, with her frame, she wondered if she could hold out until Father came back.

"Starburn."

She called out to the osmanthus tree.

Zhou Xingzhuo held the wine jar and looked at her drunkenly—one eye, without making a sound,—the eyes could still see the round and cute eyes when she was a child, but the fluffy tail behind her could no longer be seen.

Ri Xingzhuo, who had quickly entered the girlhood, awakened the inheritance in his blood at the moment of the most panic and fear. He was ripened within a day, and his thin shoulders could not bear the cruelty of the world, showing a distressing weakness .

"Xingzhuo." Zhou Xingtang smiled and waved to her: "Come here."

The girl smelled of alcohol, subconsciously walked over with the wine jar in her arms, and was hugged.

"It's not your fault, Ah Zhuo. A Niang will not regret bringing you into this world. Don't blame Father, 'he' is the one who suffers the most."

The top of her hair was stroked, and the long-lost warmth approached her body. Ri Xingzhuo was stunned for a while, and the emotions that had been suppressed for two months suddenly vented, tears wet the front of her clothes: "Sister, sister!"

"Cry, cry, no one stipulates that you can't cry when you are sad and wronged."

To be able to cry is a kind of luck.

"Aniang is gone, daddy doesn't want me anymore, daddy doesn't want Xingzhuo anymore..."

"Daddy suffers from 'him'. Daddy won't let us go."

In the vast sea far away, the daytime scene is buried under the seabed, with eyes closed tightly refusing to wake up, and abandoning everything willfully.

"You shouldn't treat Xingzhuo like that, and you shouldn't leave Xingzhuo Xingtang behind." Feng Qing stood on the surface of the sea, her white shirt was blown by the sea breeze, her face remained unchanged: "Shuiyu expected that you would anger that child. Instruct me a few words. Do you want to listen?"

Under the sea, the sleeping person suddenly opened his eyes.

"She doesn't want you to blame yourself, and she doesn't want to see you hurt by love. She said that the most regrettable, proudest and happiest thing in this life is to give birth to a child for you. It was not done in the previous life. , She did it for you with all her life.

God's will tricks people, no matter once, three or five times, you will never be tricked all the time, go straight on the road, she will keep moving forward, she wants you to wait for her, wait for her well, no need to blame others. "

Feng Qing sighed softly: "Look, she knows you so well." With five fingers loosened, the psychic jade held in the palm fell into the sea water, and fell into the palm of Zhou Jing following the guidance: "This is what she gave you."

"What else did she say?"

She was willing to speak, and Feng Qing's hanging heart quietly relaxed: "She told you not to think about her too much, just think about it for a quarter of an hour every day. Love lies in the Tao, the Tao lies in the presence of people, her Tao foundation has been established, and she will always It's her, not someone else, you just need to be confident and bold in loving her."

After the words fell, within a few breaths, the water waves rose on the sea surface, and the daytime scene came out from the bottom of the sea, his eyes dimmed: "What else?"

"She loves you, and she will always love you."

……

half year later.

Stepping into this imperial capital again, Dayi Jing couldn't help being touched by the scene, endured the pain brought by lovesickness and knocked on the door, the door saw her - stunned, dumbfounded, backed up two steps, turned around and ran towards the courtyard, shouting as he ran: "Patriarch! Miss! The old Patriarch is back, the old Patriarch is back!"

The voice reverberated over the sky of the day mansion, the girl in white threw the wine jar and was about to fly off the roof, with her legs spread apart, hesitant to go forward.

She was afraid of seeing Father's indifferent eyes again.

As if it shouldn't exist in this world.

The whole house of Zhou suddenly became lively, and the servants rushed to tell each other and ran out to meet the master. Zhou Jing stepped forward, and the person had already arrived under the roof. She raised her head with a smile in her eyes: "Xing Zhuo, why don't you come down?" ?”

"Ah, father?" Zhou Xingzhuo felt a sense of timidity, until she saw the man open his arms and looked at her in an accepting way, she ran towards that warm embrace without hesitation, the strength was so strong that Zhou Jing Had to take half a step back, with a doting look on his face.

She hasn't looked closely at her grown-up daughter yet.

"Daddy, Daddy! Daddy, Daddy!"

"Well, I'm here, I'm here." Zhou Jing stroked her hair lovingly: "It's my fault, I kept you and Xingtang waiting for a long time."

"Woooooooo, father..."

Zhou Xingtang hurried over on crutches, and stood not far away looking at the familiar and thin figure.

Dad has lost a lot.

——Within a few days, all the people in Xunyang City knew that the person who had been missing for half a year had finally returned. People thought that the fourteenth body of the Yuan family had died, and the head of the family must have suffered emotional injuries.

Yuan Fourteen—Life is blissful and short, like fireworks flying to the most magnificent high sky, winning—sudden splendor.Deep love does not last long, and wisdom will hurt extremely.

She passed away at such a young age that those who had seen her recalled that frosty and indifferent face in their minds, delicate and refined.For such a character, if anyone gets her warmth and love, it must be a beautiful thing that they can't even imagine.

When the Yuan family learned that Zhou Jing was returning to the city, Xie Wenyan brought her daughter to the door with a cold face.

After half a year and [-] days, I saw her very promising son-in-law again. I saw that 'him' was thin, his lips were three points less rosy, and when he smiled, he was no longer as relaxed as before. Xie Wenyan—slapped him unceremoniously There is no flaw in her pretty face.

"Grandma!"

"Father-"

Ri Xingzhuo supported his elder sister to stand in front of his close relatives, seeing—old—and young—all protecting this person, Xie Wenyan was annoyed and regretted: "If I had known this before, why should I marry Shisi to you?"

She regretted it at the beginning and was powerless.

One lost her daughter, the other lost her beloved wife. The two who were suffering from each other looked at each other face to face. Zhou Jing walked obediently at half an arm's length from Xie Wenyan, "Mother-in-law."

Snapped!

Again - slap.

Zhou Xingtang was so anxious that he couldn't speak, he held on to his crutch tightly, unable to speak.

She had been looking forward to the untimely death of her daughter Fanghua for 18 years. It was reasonable for her grandmother to be angry, but... she looked at her father with a slap mark on her cheek, and thought to herself with lowered eyes: How could it be that father feels better?

A Niang has gone, and those who really love her feel bad.

"This - slap, I slapped Xingtang Xingzhuo! They are your daughters, and Shisi is not here, yet you let them be lonely and indifferent, hateful!"

With a weary look on his face, Zhou Jing folded his hands and bowed to salute, his voice was low and hoarse: "Mother-in-law is not here, don't get angry and hurt your body, it's my fault, I won't do it in the future."

She has a humble and pious posture, no matter how ruthless a person is, she can no longer act cruelly, Xie Wenyan is annoyed in her heart, annoyed that 'him' brought disaster to her daughter, hated 'him' before-going irresponsible, annoyed too much However, thinking of how dedicated my daughter was to this man when she was alive, I regretted it belatedly.

If Fourteen knew, he would be annoyed at her for touching her sweetheart, right?

It is impossible to say that he will be angry with himself because of this.

Xie Wenyan was trapped in a beautiful and cruel imagination, and it took a long time to wake up.Glancing at her son-in-law's wind-blow body, she shook her head: "Does it hurt?"

Zhou Jing smiled obediently: "It doesn't hurt. I should hit it."

When she said this, Xie Wenyan felt more pity.The original seven points of regret rose to twelve points. In the mind of taking care of her daughter, she simply did not rush to leave, and went into the back kitchen familiarly, preparing meals for the whole family.

Witnessing all this, Zhou Xingtang put his heart back into his stomach, his eyes slightly moist.

With her grandmother here, she should be able to rest assured.

In the twelfth lunar month, the wind is cold and the city is covered with heavy snow.

Solemn white lanterns were hung in front of the house of Zhou, the courtiers and common people who came to express condolences lined up in giant dragons, and the young emperor was dressed in plain clothes and mixed among the crowd, listening to the subjects talking about the master Xingtang’s life for the country and the people His great achievements made his heart sore.

Welcoming and sending off, the daytime scene - the body is light, and the eyebrows are not turbulent.

In this life, her long life is destined to have a long wait, and she has experienced countless times of "letting go of the old and welcoming the new".

Whether it's Xiuyu, Xingtang, or the mother-in-law who will become ill after a few years, she will try her best to make everyone's dying wishes perfect.

In the next world, it is best not to leave any regrets.

She sent away many people in these years. The old faces faded and faded, and the new faces kept appearing in Xunyang, where everything was changing. Flowed without a trace.

It's snowing again.

Loneliness comes surging like snowflakes.

There was no Xingtang, no Xingzhuo, not even Shiqi who was always chirping in her ear for fear that she would miss her mind and jump down from the tower to scare passers-by.

In life, everyone has their own way to pursue.Even mothers, daughters, and close friends all have a parting day—one day.

At the foot of the imperial city, the snow-white fluffy big fox curled up and looked up to watch the snowflakes fall from the sky. She stretched out her furry paws, and the flakes of snow melted in her clean palms, so she couldn't feel the coolness.

The north wind blows—the heavy cold, the big fox yawned lazily, closed his eyes, and slowly, slowly, the snow covered—layer after layer,—looking at it, he couldn’t tell where the fox was , where are piles of snow.

She doesn't know when Zhou Zhou will be reincarnated and return to the world, but it doesn't matter, she will wait.

She'll-straight-straight-wait.

The author has something to say: the second volume will fill in the pitfalls of the past and the present, and will string together all the foreshadowing. The rhythm of the second volume will be written quickly, the length is not long, and it will be completed this month.The following article is "Ms. Shen's Strategy for Chasing a Wife" just opened next door. Of course, you can also click into my column. If you like to read the end, you can find the end article.It's all sweet and full.