Dream Hua Embers Records

One step at a time, Yan Yi followed Hong Gu and gradually approached the main hall where Kang Linghao practiced.A trace of timidity suddenly struck, making Yan Yi's scalp numb, and she just wanted to run away, but her legs were as if they had been filled with lead, and she couldn't move at all.

It's been like this for more than ten years. I want to escape, but I can't escape. I want to talk, but I can't find anyone who is willing to listen. The father listened, but the father didn't believe it, so he told the elder brother, and the elder brother persuaded himself to be patient.In fact, it may not be unbelief, it’s just that everyone doesn’t care, and there is no obvious injury. Even if he was really flogged, it’s just a punishment, it’s not a big deal.However, those pains were real, they were endured silently, healed silently, and then they waited for the reincarnation of the next full moon...

The most unbearable thing is actually not the physical pain, but a kind of inexplicable and frightening madness.I have also been beaten by my father, even worse and more painful, but I can understand my father's mood at that time, anger, sadness, anger... But here, everything is elusive, mother Whether it's a kiss or Honggu, they all seem to be people living at the junction of yin and yang, making it difficult to understand what they want and why they do this...

For more than ten years, my mother forced me to speak Chinese, write Chinese characters, and read Chinese books.Recite and copy "Kang's Genealogy", Zhao Guo's "Taizu Imperial Edict", "Taizu's Art of War"... everything related to Southern Zhao, which is trivial and meaningless, as long as my mother can think of it, I will force it Copying and reciting by myself over and over again.If there is something that dissatisfies my mother, what is waiting for me is to blame me. This is not a punishment, it is more like venting my anger... There are also mother's repeated memories and curses, cursing Yuanguo, cursing father The king also scolded himself... He told the grievances and grievances of the previous generation over and over again, uncovering the old blood scabs, revealing the pus and blood dripping inside, which made one's hair stand on end... The so-called mother is just a gift for someone Live your own life, and at the same time teach yourself to hate the person who hates your father over and over again in your ears, right?Does this person really love himself?Yan Yi asked herself, but she couldn't answer it by herself. When she thought about this question, she felt chills all over her body, like falling into an ice cave.

While thinking, Yan Yi stepped into the hall in a daze.

A strange smell suddenly came from the nose, Yan Yi looked up, and saw a cluster of flames beating strangely among the flickering lights.

Yan Yi took a closer look, and was surprised to find that the flame came from the index finger of her mother's left hand, which was wrapped in white gauze, and the first knuckle was almost burnt out, the grease overflowed like candle tears, dyeing the gauze yellow .

Burning finger offerings to Buddha? !

"Mother! What are you doing?!" Yan Yi's legs softened, she knelt down, and asked in a hissing voice.

Kang Linghao's red lips parted slightly, and she smiled sweetly, revealing a row of pearl-like white and neat teeth, "What I do is what you see."

These words are very Zen-like, the person who said these words has a dignified face and elegant posture, but Yan Yi only felt a numbness in her back, as if she saw a ghost in the form of Avalokitesvara.

"Mother...don't be like this..." Yan Yi lowered her head helplessly, unable to bear to look any further.

"Do what I asked you to do." Kang Linghao said lightly.

"No...don't..." Yan Yi shook her head vigorously.

Yan Qihao carefully looked at Yan Yi in military uniform beside him.

The morning sun shone on Yan Yi's body, making him seem to glow slightly.The child's figure, appearance, and behavior are all exactly the same as when he was young.It's just that the marksmanship is not the same as his own, but taught by Xie De, which is more than light but not strong enough, which is more in line with his temperament.

This time, the child came out after only staying there for one night, but his face was full of tiredness, maybe he hadn't slept all night.Yan Qihao knew Kang Linghao treated Yan Yi badly, but he didn't want to get to the bottom of it. After all, they are mother and son, so they can't be separated and they won't see each other again. I feel wronged...

Thinking of this, Yan Qihao felt a little distressed, "Did you not sleep well last night? If you are tired, take a day off today and don't have to follow me to the school grounds."

"Father, I'm fine." Yan Yi replied respectfully, and after she finished speaking, she rubbed her cheeks vigorously, as if this could make her complexion look better.

Seeing Yan Yi's childish behavior, Yan Qihao couldn't help smiling, and asked again, "Is your mother's body okay?"

"Not good..." There was a trace of moisture in Yan Yi's eyes.

"What's wrong? Why don't you persuade your mother to ask Dai Tiju to feel her pulse?"

Yan Yi shook her head, "Mother's illness is heart disease. Dr. Peng went in to see it once before, he also took the pulse and prescribed a prescription, but Mother refused to take the medicine."

Yan Qihao frowned, "Then what should we do?"

"Father." Yan Yi suddenly knelt down, "Let mother go back to the south!"

Yan Qihao was slightly annoyed, "What are you talking about?"

"Father, I know that as a junior, I shouldn't say such things, let alone break up my parents. But my mother's body has been ill since confinement, and she has been refusing to be treated. It is a hidden danger after all, and she... ...She seems to be mentally..." At this point, Yan Yi didn't know how to describe it, she just pointed to her temples, closed her eyes, shook her head in pain, two lines of tears rolled down her cheeks.

"No nonsense!" Yan Qihao shouted.

"I'm not talking nonsense, my mother is burning her finger to offer Buddha, one index finger has already gone halfway."

"Ah?!" Yan Qihao couldn't help being moved when he heard this, and after a moment of silence, Fang said slowly, "Maybe she just devotes herself to the Buddha to eliminate her sins, which is a great merit, since ancient times, many eminent monks have done this. "

Yan Yi shook her head vigorously, "No, yes...Mother has never even lost her hair, so how could she be someone who devotes herself to Buddha?"

"Really?!" Yan Qihao raised his eyebrows, very surprised, "She, she cut her hair back then... Could it be growing again? Her hair is still the same as before?"

Yan Yi shook her head lightly, "Hair is very long, but already gray..."

"She's not yet in her forties..." Yan Qihao sighed softly.

"Yes!" Yan Yi took two steps on her knees and approached Yan Qihao, "Father, mother has a heart disease. She only cares about Nanzhao and hates Dayuan. You can help her! Now that the peace talks between the two countries have ceased and the war has subsided, you can do it. Let her go back to the south! If she gets rid of this heart disease, maybe her body will be fine, and she can live a few more years..."

Yan Qihao pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "Your mother and I were married by the emperor. If she really wants to go back to the south, according to the rules, both parties must sign and leave the document. You ask her to draw up a letter that is not in harmony with each other." The book and the book, in duplicate, signed and marked, hand it out! Since she doesn't want to see me, she has no choice but to..."

After hearing this, the light in Yan Yi's eyes suddenly dimmed, she frowned slightly, lowered her head, and did not answer.

Seeing Yan Yi like this, Yan Qihao understood in his heart, this clearly meant that Yi'er wanted Linghao to go back to the south, not Linghao himself.Thinking of this, Yan Qihao said slowly, "Yi'er...for so many years, you have always told father and king that your mother is so bad and that is not good, but I don't know how much of it is true and how much is mixed up? Daddy knows you Not close to your mother, but you can't take advantage of your mother's anger with your father, and your father can't meet her, so you can make a difference!" Yan Qihao said very seriously, but his tone was full of emotion, not resentment.

Yan Yi heard this, but kowtowed and kowtowed.

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