Bound Shark Wife

The grass in the cemetery was withered and yellow, Pu Yuan didn't alarm anyone, and brought a servant and drove into the mausoleum in a carriage.

Meng Linzhi was mixing medicine in the medicine hut. He was supposed to send someone to the Zongyuan in a few days, but he didn't expect to see the Zongchang himself coming over when he looked up.

With a smile on his face, he pushed a few packs of freshly made medicine: "Master Lao Zong came to the door in person," and said, "I made a new pair of plaster a few days ago, and every time you wash your hair, apply it on your temples, and the effect should be as good as it should be. It is faster than pharmacological internal adjustment."

Liu Songzi lowered his eyes. He was the only person who knew about it besides the chief priest and the high priest, and he was silenced.

The root of the disease has long since been damaged when the Zongzhang was young. He has been practicing tenaciously for several years, and he has been busy with all kinds of things in the clan. No matter how worried he is, it has appeared since last year The trend of premature aging.

The servant lost his composure at the moment when he knew about it, but the patriarch didn't take it seriously. He took whatever medicine the high priest prescribed. He didn't seem to care about it, and silently accepted all the changes.

Meng Linzhi sounded the pulse for Zongchang, and said, "Is it easier to get tired recently than before? Do you drink the Ningshen tea I prescribed for you on time every day?"

Liu Songzi hurriedly added: "The servant brewed it according to the amount on time and sent it to the Zongzhang."

Meng Linzhi frowned: "The formula of this tea seems to require a heavier dosage." He looked at the Zong Zhang and sighed, "It's useless for me to adjust it for you. If you don't want to rest, you might as well find someone to sap it directly." It's okay to be knocked out, it's better than to suffer with a damaged body."

The little drug boy came in to deliver a few cans of ointment, Meng Linzhi lifted the lid, and a jet-black soft ointment exuded a faint vanilla smell. He signaled to the Zongzhang, "Do you want to try it here?"

Pu Yuan had no objection, turned around and went to the room where he lived, washed his hair with hot water, and applied the ointment in the jar to his hair.

The slightly gray hair soon showed a black color. Liu Songzi carefully applied the ointment evenly. After the hair dried, the black hair was like ink, draped behind her like a fine black satin, and she couldn't wipe it off even if she stretched out her hand. Something came out, but there was no clue.

The jar of ointment made by the high priest really worked faster than internal adjustments. Liu Songzi re-tied the hair crown for the Zongzhang, and the Zongzhang returned to his usual upright and meticulous demeanor.

The servant put his hands away and retreated: "Zong Zhang, it's done."

Pu Yuan said: "Then go back."

Pu Yiru has followed silently for several years, and the back of the Zongzhang is moving forward slowly, as firm as a green pine, unchanged for many years, and even after thinking about it.

The patriarch has guarded and contributed to the whole clan for many years, and has taken all the waiting as a matter of course for so many years, and has always been the same, but he is always so alone.

With a wrinkled and sour nose, he followed up with a dull head.

According to him, Mr. Shark is good anywhere, but...

Perhaps it is some naive and ignorant cruelty.

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Xiaoyu came back in the autumn of the same year. He came back earlier than in previous years, because he suddenly wanted to taste jujube cakes from different plateau regions.

Many leaves will fall every autumn. Before the flowers and leaves wither, the servant will collect them into baskets and send them to the firehouse. At this time, the strange old man will make all kinds of snacks. It is eaten every year, sometimes it cannot catch up, and some will be sealed until the next winter.

Shame was standing outside the gate of Zongyuan at this moment, and was stopped by Wu Wei unexpectedly.

Twelve years have passed, and Wu Wei changed a group of people last year, so naturally he doesn't recognize Xiaoyu.

Shame lifted the veil, and explained nicely to Wu Wei who stopped him: "I'm coming back to see A Yuan."

Wu Wei was surprised by the exquisite and beautiful appearance of the young man in front of him, and he didn't make a sound. Wu Wei, who had just passed his thirties this year, saw the blue figure outside the door. He was taken aback, and said, "Mr. Yu."

Xiaoyu recognized the other party, and specially waved at him.

Wu Wei took the lead and said: "Let the young master come in, Zong Zhang... Zong Zhang will be very happy to see the young master."

It wasn't until the blue figure disappeared lightly that the leader realized his gaffe.

It has been more than ten years, and they have changed somewhat, including the head of the clan.However, Mr. Shark's face and figure have not changed.

The leader is at a loss, but he understands that he can't ask what shouldn't be asked.

Xiaojiao didn't see Guanshi Li in the yard, and he didn't see the Zongzhang and servant when he went to the book pavilion.

Sister Dongyue got married a few years ago, and another maid came to the courtyard, Xiaoyu found her and asked, "Where is A Yuan?"

The servant girl was taken aback by the sudden appearance of the shark, and replied: "The Zong Zhang went out to do a sacrifice."

Xiaojiao: "Oh..." He scratched his hair, in fact, there are many faces in the Zongyuan that he is not familiar with now, which made Xiaoxiao feel a little uncomfortable, and smiled again, his eyes were shy and introverted.

"Then I'll go to the fire room to have a look."

Xiaoxia sneaked into the fire room to look for pastries, but it was not like in previous years when he opened the steamer and could see the fat and glutinous pastries lying on it.

He was a little dazed, and stood there for a while as if being punished. The person outside the door came back with water and scolded: "Who is stealing food?!"

Xiaosha was taken aback and turned to look at the other party.

"I, I didn't steal it..."

It's not because the old man is the fault of the person who came here, because Xiao Jiao doesn't recognize him.

The middle-aged man who entered Zongyuan to cook looked at the young master in front of him, and said in a puzzled tone, "Who are you?"

Xiaosha pursed her lips: "I don't recognize you, what about grandpa, is it the old man?"

The cook said, "Are you the strange old man's relative?"

He said again: "He is dead, he has been dead for more than two months."

Shark: "...dead?"

The cook saw that the young master in front of him was acting weird, and couldn't hold back his face, so he simply worked with a cold eye, and occasionally called out the young master who was in a daze to stay aside and get out of the way.

After Xiaoying finished her stay, she chased after the cook and asked, "Is Grandpa not coming back?"

The cook looked at him with the idiot's eyes: "Even if the dead can return to their souls, they will have passed the first seven years, and they will definitely not come back. Young people, don't be too sad, we will be reunited sooner or later."

Shark opened his mouth, and he walked out of the fire room. The tree outside the door was so withered that only dry branches remained, but he felt that he couldn't recognize it here, because it was strange that the old man was not there, and there was no jujube cake in the steamer.

There was a line of ants crawling on the ground, Xiaosha squatted in front of them, his mind was a little confused.He wanted to talk to A Yuan, so he ran to the bookstore, which was empty, and Li Guanshi and servants were not there.

The new maid Shark was not very familiar with her, so she stayed in the bookstore to pass the time writing, and soon fell asleep on the table with her eyes closed.

When Pu Yuan entered the door, Wu Wei, the leader, told him about it, and went straight to the bookstore, and the familiar blue figure got up the moment he arrived.

Xiaosha leaned on Zongzhang's body in a daze, his nose was a little congested, and his throat was stuffy.

"A Yuan, I'm waiting for your return."

Pu Yuan naturally embraced Xiao Jiao, took him to sit down, and then straightened his messy black hair.

The patriarch's patience and meticulousness have not changed for more than ten years, Xiaosha squinted his eyes, raised his mouth and almost pressed his face in front of the patriarch.

He smiled: "Itchy."

Pu Yuan was slightly lost in thought, and hummed.

Xiao Ying suddenly asked: "Ah Yuan, Jiao didn't eat jujube cake today, they said... is it because the old man died?"

Pu Yuan put down his hands, quietly watching the shark's blue eyes.

"About two months ago, Manager Li ordered someone to carry the coffin. I sent the funeral and buried it in Xiya Mountain."

Xiao Jiao moved her lips and grabbed Pu Yuan's fingers.

He was slightly restless, and a little indescribably anxious.

Pu Yuan saw it in his eyes, and said: "Don't take it to heart, life and death are fate, this is the fate of people."

In those few days, the head of the sect seemed to have a lot of free time. Xiaoyu couldn't sit still after practicing calligraphy in Shuge for a few days. The head of the house took him out to play, walking from East Street to West Street. Wander to the farthest north.

It wasn't too cold at the beginning of winter, Xiaosha was sweating all over, and deliberately wiped the sweat from his face and neck on Zongzhang's body.

Wiping it, she pursed her lips and kissed it.

The soft and hot breath passed between each other's mouths, and Xiaoyu was hugged softly by Pu Yuan. He actually wanted more, but Pu Yuan stopped in time.

"A Yuan?"

Xiaojiao sat in the arms of the Zongzhang, and the Zongzhang obviously sweated a lot.

Pu Yuan said in a deep voice, softly: "It's getting late, I have to go out later."

Xiaosha hummed slowly, the arm holding Zongzhang's neck slid down bit by bit, rolled into the quilt, blushing.

"The shark will sleep first, and Ah Yuan will also sleep when he comes back."

Pu Yuan was silent, and said after a while: "Okay."

The winter of this year was long, Xiaojiao didn't go out, so he slipped to the flower market to listen to music and watch a play when he was really bored.His estrus/estrous period tends to be stable, and it no longer takes the time of a human year as a fixed stage.

During the Chinese New Year, the Zongzhang took him to the sacred mausoleum, Xiaojiao saw Meng Linzhi, and while the Zongzhang was busy, he talked to him about what he had seen and heard.

Meng Linzhi smiled and asked: "I've seen the records of the meteor shower you mentioned in the book, but I can't imagine it. Can you borrow the shark bead and let me have a look?"

Xiaosha thought for a while, and finally shook her head.

"Shame wants to show it to Ah Yuan during Chinese New Year, next time I will draw another one for you."

Meng Linzhi couldn't help but look at him and stopped talking.

Being ignorant of everything is the most attractive, but also being ignorant of everything hurts the most.

No. In 13 years, the spring cannons exploded, and Xiaojiao ran upstairs holding the hand of the chief, with a mysterious expression on his face.

"A Yuan~"

The two sat in the room facing each other, Xiao Jiao blew out the candles around her, with bright smiles on her brows and eyes.

He picked up the shark bead, and the streamer light flickered on the bead, and after a while, it changed into a scene of falling stars like rain and the sky shining brightly.

The flashing light from the shark bead illuminated each other's eyes, and Pu Yuan saw that half his life had passed.

Xiaojiao recorded what he saw that night on the shark bead, and the shark smiled quietly, while Pu Yuan was used to silence.

Shark sticking to Zong Zhang's arms: "You can only watch it once, and it will be gone after you finish it."

After a long while, Xiaoxie anxiously held the shark beads to Zongzhang's eyes.

"A Yuan, look at the beads, not the sharks, or you wouldn't have looked at them."

Pu Yuan closed his eyes.

He took Xiaosha's hand, covered it with his palm, and pressed down.

The sound of firecrackers crackling continuously to welcome the new year, the room is warm and fragrant, and there are also sounds constantly ringing.

Xiaosha's claws grabbed the Zongzhang a little bit hard, don't blame him, but A Yuan was a bit fierce, he didn't listen to him, and bumped him from the head of the bed to the end of the bed.

The spring water is humid and continuous, and the little shark only landed on the ground loosely on the day it warmed up.

As soon as the weather warms up, he can go outside.

Liu Songzi hid the burden, and Xiao Jiao asked with a smile, "Is it my burden?"

Liu Songzi gave it to him awkwardly, the servant who was nearly [-] years old no longer had the innocent and youthful face of the past, when Liu Songzi handed the burden to Shame, he shook his head in a hoarse voice.

The servant said: "My lord, my wife was pregnant a few days ago."

Xiaoying smiled and asked, "Is there a baby?"

The servant nodded.

Xiaoyu said: "Next time I come back, you have to bring him to play with me."

Shame took the chief's sleeve and walked all the way to the carriage.

"Ah Yuan, the shark has gone out."

He wrinkled his nose, pointed at the things the servants were carrying on the cart, and said, "Ah Yuan prepared a lot of things for Shame this time."

Two boxes of clothes, warm and cold.A box of gadgets, just play casually when you are bored, a box of sealed fruit wine and snacks.It was strange that the old man was not around, the new chef had been working for several days before he could make jujube cake suitable for shark taste.

Pu Yuan nodded slightly, with many emotions in his eyes.

He didn't let go of Shark's hand, and after a quarter of an hour, all his emotions dissipated before he stopped in place and let go.

Pu Yuan looked at Shark, his Adam's apple slipped up and down.

After a long while, Pu Yuan said slowly, "Xiao Yu, you have to find him this time."

Shark looked sideways: "Huh?"

Pu Yuan's deep eyes were calm: "If you find him, if you can't find him, go to a farther place, and go as far as you can."

When the carriage left, Pu Yuan turned his back.

He left the last sentence, which he didn't want to say to Xiaoxie face to face.

He said, "Go and don't come back."

Puyuan hoped that Xiaoyu could go to a far away place, and hoped that he would stay for a longer time, maybe on the day of the real parting, the time will pass, and the shark will be able to forget himself.

Shark will walk a long way in this life, but he is just a passer-by that the Mermaids have met for thousands of years, and there will always be times when they stop quietly.

Pu Yuan turned around slowly, but couldn't see the traveling carriage.

"Don't come back."

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