[Comprehensive] The Giant of the Red Chamber

A roar in the coffin successfully turned the heavy and orderly mourning hall into a pot of porridge. The boy who added oil knocked over the oil lamp, the girl who burned paper kicked over the brazier, the boy who hung the curtain threw down the white curtain, and the girl who served tea smashed it into pieces. After drinking the teacup, they rushed to the outside of the hall, shivering and gathering together, wishing to be far away from the dark coffin in the hall.

Funeral Yi standing in the middle was also staggered by the sudden change, tripped over something and fell to the ground, his legs were as soft as noodles, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get up, so he could only move around on the ground. Climb outside the hall.

The changes in the hall were quickly spread to the gathering place of the guests outside the hall, and the timid people rushed to the gate of Xue's mansion non-stop under the pretext of something happening at home, for fear that they would be messed up by unknown things one step later, saying that it was a fraudulent corpse , who knows what it is, if it is the ghost of Mr. Xue, it will be bad, it is better to leave this place as soon as possible.Without the effort of a cup of tea, the originally bustling guests left in a hurry, and the rest were bold enough to join in the fun, and all gathered at the entrance of the mourning hall, wanting to find out.Although everyone in the world believes that people become ghosts after death, no one has really experienced it. Naturally, they are reluctant to leave today's rare and rare event. At this time, no one believes that Mr. Xue, who has been dead for seven days, can come back to life again.

Aunt Xue, ever since the moment Master Xue died, she has always thought that her master can come back to life, so as not to leave them orphans and widows with no one to rely on, but when she heard the voice she dreamed of coming from the crucified coffin , On the contrary, he was quite frightened, hugged the pair of children tightly in his arms, trembling all over, his blood turned cold, and muttered to himself: "Master, you can go at ease, I will definitely burn some more paper money for you, A few more big houses will be burned, and the incense will continue to burn throughout the seasons, and the sacrifices will continue, so that you can still enjoy the life of the Grand Master in the underworld."

Sensing that Xue Pan was wriggling under her arms, she wanted to break free from the shackles to find out, Aunt Xue held down Xue Pan's head as hard as she could, and quickly stopped and said, "Be obedient and stay well." Then continued He read: "Master, please go quickly, Pan'er, Baochai is still young, and can't stand the fright. If you have any unfulfilled wishes, entrust me with a dream, and I will definitely fulfill you." The voice was mixed With a trembling cry, and unstoppable fear.

In the end, it was an elder of the Xue family who made a noise to temporarily stabilize the situation. The elderly elder tremblingly leaned on a cane, stared at the coffin, and gave an order, "Open the coffin!"

After a lot of effort, the sealed coffin was finally pried open, and the heavy lid was pushed away bit by bit. Jiang Yingrong finally saw a glimmer of light, and her eyes, which hadn't seen light for a long time, couldn't bear the stimulation and left her physiological pain. Tears, the opened half of the coffin surrounded a circle of people, and they were staring at the people in the coffin.In order to adapt to the bright light as quickly as possible, Jiang Yingrong couldn't help blinking, and the onlookers followed suit, staring wide-eyed and small-eyed for a while, before finally realizing it, jumping three feet away in fright, stretched out her fingers tremblingly and pointed at the coffin: "The master opened his eyes, opened his eyes." How neat and orderly the movement was, Jiang Yingrong felt a black line.

The two words just now had exhausted all Jiang Yingrong's strength, and now the only thing she can control in her body is her eyes, Jiang Yingrong had to conserve her strength to prove to everyone that this body was really alive, so let's get out of the coffin first.The rest can only wait for 738 to take care of it slowly. In the end, whether hemiplegia or general paralysis depends on 738's ability. This requirement is really low and cannot be lowered. Jiang Yingrong was speechless. She can basically foresee her life in this life. .

In the end, the clan elder was bold, supported by others, ignoring Jiang Yingrong's big eyes that were trying hard to blink, and stretched out his hand to probe his nose. Seeing the meaning, only after personally confirming that he was still breathing, would he announce that Master Xue escaped from death and recovered his life, Jiang Yingrong I had no choice but to hold my breath and exhale fiercely, for fear that the white-haired old man in front of me would give me a new death sentence because my breath was too weak.

After a while, the tired Jiang Yingrong almost gave up, and the elder of the clan happily announced: "Zhengchu is alive, really alive." The gums with few teeth are still showing, and they look really happy.

In fact, I can’t blame the elders of the clan. It’s Jiang Yingrong’s new arrival, and she managed to fit her body somewhat, but her breathing is not only much weaker than that of ordinary people, but also very slow. When others breathe three or four times, Jiang Yingrong only breathes once. It is understandable that the elders of a rather large clan could not be sure immediately.

As soon as these words came out, Aunt Xue finally came to her senses, leaving her two children behind, ran to the coffin, threw herself on it, and cried bitterly: "My lord, you scared me to death, my lord, you didn't die, that's great, I'm so happy "While crying, he beat Master Xue's chest with his small fists, as if the Yellow River was flooding out of control.

Jiang Yingrong had no choice but to show pleading eyes to the clan elders beside her, hoping that the clan elders could help her escape Aunt Xue's clutches.The clan elder had seen enough excitement, so he comforted him: "Hurry up and help your wife up, take the master out, and then invite a doctor over." After saying this, Aunt Xue stopped crying immediately and didn't need anyone to help her. He got up first and directed the people to quickly lift them up and leave the mourning hall.

In such a hurry, Aunt Xue, mother, son, clan elders and other important figures of the Xue family gathered in the main hall of the Xue family, looking anxiously at the doctor who was checking his pulse with his eyes closed, waiting for the ultimatum.The old doctor was also amazed in his heart. You must know that he was the one who made the death diagnosis of Mr. Xue at the beginning. He never expected to be carried to Xue's mansion in a hurry today to ask his servant to look like he was in a hurry. He couldn't explain clearly, the old doctor thought that someone else in the mansion had an emergency, so he came over with the medicine box on his back without asking any further questions.When you enter the main hall and take a look, who is it if it's not Mr. Xue?Before the shroud could be changed, the dead person came back to life, which really fulfilled the saying that there are no wonders in the world.

In order to avoid making a wrong diagnosis, the old doctor felt the pulse very carefully this time. He also carefully looked at Mr. Xue's face, lifted his sleeves and looked at his arm, and his doubts grew more and more.The person is indeed still alive, but the previous diagnosis of death is not wrong. After all, it has been seven days. No matter how well the corpse is preserved, there will inevitably be corpse spots, and the face is also black and blue like that of the dead, unlike a living person. Fresh breath, body temperature is much lower than normal people, but breathing and heartbeat are both, but much slower than ordinary people, he only dances once when others dance four or five times.

I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out, the old doctor frowned, and he shook his head from time to time when he was thinking, and the heart of the people watching him hung up again. People are in a hurry!

"Doctor, what do you think?" Another clan elder asked first.

"Strange, weird! This is the first time this old man has seen such symptoms in his practice of medicine for decades. He died seven days ago, but he woke up again today. Master Xue is alive now, but he is different from normal people, breathing slowly. , the pulse is weak, the body temperature is low, the body cannot move, the mouth cannot speak. Saying an unpleasant word, it is like a living dead."

"Is there a cure?" Aunt Xue couldn't bear it now. She could bear the loss of her husband once, but she couldn't bear the loss of her husband twice. It obviously gave her hope again. If it was broken again, she would not Know if you will go crazy.At this moment, Aunt Xue has only one thought. As long as the master can live, the backbone of the whole family will be there, and she will not be afraid. If it is not cured, she will lie down for a lifetime, and she is willing to serve her for a lifetime.

"Forgive me for being helpless, this kind of illness is really rare, the only thing we can do now is to take good care of it, relying on Master Xue to recover himself, maybe one day he will be fine." After giving such a reply, he packed up the medicine box and prepared to leave.

"Master, my poor master!" Aunt Xue felt sad when she thought that her master was likely to remain in this state for the rest of her life, she rushed to the bed and burst into tears.After all, it is one thing to be willing to take care of, but another thing to be able to accept it.

Jiang Yingrong, who was thrown down again, looked at the pattern of the curtain above her head unlovingly, while trying to divert her attention, the Xue family is really rich, and the material for the curtain is so precious, while subconsciously urging 738 to move quickly A little bit, she had to speak up quickly, otherwise she would come here every now and then, it was really unbearable. The key point was that Aunt Xue, who was only in her early twenties, was quite predictable, and she was a little out of breath.

The only thing that can comfort Jiang Yingrong in this state of the living dead is that at least she doesn't have to bear the obligations of being a husband. After all, everyone is only in their 30s and [-]s, which is when they are young. If it is really good, there is really no excuse.

In the end, the clan elder couldn't see it, and stopped him aloud: "Mr. Wang, I will entrust you to take care of Zhengchu from now on, take care of yourself, and don't scare the two children."

Having said this, Aunt Xue gradually stopped crying, wiped her red eyes with a handkerchief, and then remembered the pair of children who had been forgotten aside, "Pan'er, Baochai, come here quickly, let Daddy see you." He was going to play a dozen family cards, so that Mr. Xue, who was lying immobile, would care about his sons and daughters, lest he kick his legs and go away again.

Xue Pan is okay, after all he knows something, Baochai is only three years old, he doesn't know what's going on around him at all, he only knows that the family has been coming and going in the past few days, and the music is constantly playing, and now he is being summoned by his mother , walking on short legs, not forgetting to pull the brother who was in a daze, and walked to the bed.

Then there were two white and tender little buns on the bed, both with round faces, quite plump, and fat bodies, sitting together on the bed looked like two dumplings.The two brothers and sisters opened their big round eyes and called "Daddy" crisply to the person who was motionless on the bed.

Sure enough, no matter how ugly a child is, there are times when people hurt him. Such a fat boy really can't see that he will become such a jerk who breaks through the world in the future.However, Boy Pan, you have no chance to do evil in this life. Jiang Yingrong already has a beautiful plan in her heart waiting to serve the young version of Xue Pan.

The young Xue Pan looked at his father staring at him with burning eyes, inexplicably felt the coolness behind his back, and always felt that something bad was waiting for him, but his brain, which had not yet learned to think, forcibly suppressed Noticing this intuition, he grinned and laughed silly.

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