Bright Moonlit Night

The Shangyuan Festival comes immediately after the first day.Before night fell, many village girls deliberately dressed up delicately, accompanied them, and went to the city.There is no night ban in this dynasty, and it is cheap to travel between the city and the countryside, and it is even more bustling during the festive season.Even the village where Fu Ming lived was much busier than before, because people were almost out in full force.

Several village girls deliberately took a detour to pass by Fu Mingyuan, called Lu Fei and Xie Lan at the door, and asked them if they wanted to go to the city together.It was Fu Ming who came to answer the door, because Lu Fei was decocting medicine for him, and Xie Lan was making glutinous rice balls, so there was no time.

The village girl who knocked on the door saw that it was Fu Ming, her face turned red instantly, and she was dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.Fu Ming smiled slightly and said, "I'm sorry, they said they won't be going tonight, thank you for your invitation." Fu Ming took out a purse containing small change and handed it to her, "If there are beautiful lanterns, please buy two for me. "

The village girl Lirui reached out to take the purse, smiled uncomfortably and replied, "Okay, okay, I will definitely buy it for you."

A group of girls hurried away, walked away and looked back, seeing that the door was closed, they couldn't help feeling sorry, but soon they talked and laughed happily.

Fu Ming didn't want to keep these two girls in his family, and wanted them to go out together, but they said nothing about leaving Fu Ming here alone.Fu Ming understands their feelings, but in fact, he himself is not afraid of loneliness.

But when I think of last night tonight, there is a trace of sadness in my heart.

When Fang Shiyue was about to leave, Fu Ming asked him to write a letter when he arrived. After Yuan Ye, Fu Ming did receive a letter. Although there was no bad news in the letter, it did not contain any gospel.Fu Ming has been waiting anxiously. Although his illness has been repeated, it is not too bad. In the cold spring, he only hopes that the spring will bloom, the nurse will get better, and he will be able to go south, and then go see that woman He has been loved and cared for since he was born, like his half-mother.

But the sky failed, and the peach blossoms on the rice paddies just started to bud. Before the bonuses were in full bloom, a cold spring hit. Fu Ming suffered from fever for several days. He heard the conversation between Lu Fei and Xie Lan outside the house in a daze. , his whole body trembled, and he was completely awake, but what he heard was the mourning voice that they lowered their voices to hide from him.

The dearest relative in the world is the only one. Once he lets go, he will be lonely forever.

Fu Ming raised his hand, looking at the lines on his palm, hot tears welled up and flowed down his face, turning cold.

The violent coughing sound in the room alarmed the people outside, Lu Fei and Xie Lan rushed into the room, only to see Fu Ming sitting on the bed and weeping bitterly.

The three masters and servants hugged each other and wept.After being sad, Lu Fei and Xie Lan began to comfort Fu Ming, and boiled water and decocted medicine for him. After a long time, Fu Ming came to his senses and said softly, "I'm going to see her for the last time."

"Young Master, Doctor Fang wrote to say that you must not go south. It is spring, the south of the Yangtze River is humid, and diseases are prevalent in many places. You can't help it when you go."

"You haven't been filial in life, why don't you die?" Fu Ming got up and ordered, "Pack up your things quickly, we'll leave overnight."

Lu Fei sighed, and said cruelly: "My lord, it's too late."

"What do you mean?"

"Doctor Fang's letter stated the date. Even if you go, it will be too late for the last journey."

Fu Ming's figure swayed slightly, and Qian Lan hurriedly helped him up.

"Why? Why didn't you wait for me?" Fu Ming covered his face with his hands, and soon, moisture seeped from between his fingers, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was unfilial, I didn't go to see you earlier. I was unfilial, unfilial ..."

"My lord..." Xie Lan choked on her sobs, "She won't blame you."

Lu Fei also held back her tears and said: "My lord, I don't think Mother Shen will blame you, what she hopes most is that you are safe!"

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After the intense grief, Fu Ming felt very sad even though he was physically and mentally exhausted.After being supported by Xie Lan and sent to the bed, he was still unable to close his eyes and fall asleep.Finally got up and ordered: "Study ink."

After Lu Fei had finished researching the ink, Fu Ming came to the case and wrote with a pen:

Sacrificial nurse Linchuan Shen's text.

However, when Fang had a title, he burst into tears again, his eyes were hazy, and the hand holding the pen trembled, no matter how difficult it was to write.

Fu Ming's sacrificial oration has never been written.The peach blossoms on the rice paddies are blooming, the grass buds are green, the migratory birds are returning home, and the fish are floating in the pond. Looking around, the winter is no longer bleak, and business is everywhere.

Because of the epidemic in the south of the Yangtze River, Master Fang had not yet returned to the north, so he only wrote to ask how Fu Ming was doing. Fu Ming replied that he was fine, so he stayed to practice medicine for the time being, and planned to return at the end of spring.

After the weather improved, Fu Ming was able to be discharged from the hospital. Every day he wore a cloak and took a walk around the neighborhood, seeing the color of the grass change from insignificant to bright and green, watching the flowers from budding to petals flying like butterflies. The farmers plow the land so that it looks brand new in the spring, so that people can imagine a good harvest in the future.

Although human beings are metabolized, nature goes round and round, and it recovers when it is time to recover, as if it has never had a time of decline and vicissitudes.

Fu Ming recorded everything he saw on paper.The new ink marks are the hard work he has never stopped writing.

Day after day, until the tung blossoms began to bloom, and a black crow flew over his head with a piece of paper in its mouth, Fu Ming was startled to realize that it was Qingming.

Is it just raining apricots in the south of the Yangtze River at this time?Can grass sprouts lightly cover the wet nurse's grave?

Fu Ming went back to the house, picked up the pen again, and was finally able to write down the ink.

After finishing writing, he asked Xie Lan to fetch the copper basin, and burned the sacrificial text together with the paper money. While burning, he recited the words in the sacrificial text, one sentence after another, as if he wanted to borrow these few strands Qingyan, take the regret and remembrance in my heart to the Nine Springs and tell the people who can no longer be seen.He still had a gentle voice and a calm expression, but when Xie Lan heard this, tears fell like rain again.

After paying homage to the wet nurse, Fu Ming rested for a while, and after lunch, he asked Lu Fei to accompany him to pay homage to his parents and grandparents.

When Lu Fei handed over a wet handkerchief and asked him to wipe off the gray marks on his hands, Fu Ming suddenly asked: "You said how many hurdles have you faced in this day? So sad?" It seems to be asking people, but also like asking yourself, and even more like asking the sky.

"Son..."

Fu Ming turned his head away, covered his mouth and coughed for a while, when he let go, Luohong fell from his palm.

Soon after Qingming, it was Jin Yi's birthday.

The man was born in his thirties, and the Jin family had suffered a lot of changes before, and there were a lot of troubles. The old lady wanted to take this opportunity to make the Jin family more happy and reunite, so she sent out a lot of posts early, inviting everyone to come to participate in the Jin family. birthday party.

Fu Ming heard about this from Zhou Chengyan's unintentional words, but he didn't keep silent, instead he asked him to take him to Jin's mansion that day.

Zhou Chengyan didn't understand what Fu Ming wanted to do, but finally agreed.

On that day, the inside and outside of Jin's mansion was cleaned and dressed like a new one.Zhou Chengyan was riding on a horse, followed by two sedan chairs.Everyone thought that one was Mrs. Zhou and the other was Miss Zhou. The guard at the corner gate allowed the two sedan chairs to enter the mansion together.

The first sedan chair went straight to the back hall where the female relatives were entertained.The last sedan chair stopped where no one was paying attention, and Fu Ming stepped out of it, heading for Fangman Court familiarly.

The spring is still strong in the Fangman courtyard, with lush flowers and trees covering most of the courtyard, but a lot of grass grew on the path because no one took care of it, and there were fallen flowers and leaves floating on the pond.The green grass on the steps is in the spring, and the oriole every leaf is empty.Everything looks both prosperous and empty.

Fu Ming didn't enter the house, but sat down on the stone chair under the tree and waited quietly.

This wait lasted for half a day, until the golden sun fell to the west, the twilight merged, and all the bright colors under the sun turned to dim, then he waited for the already drunk Jin Yi who was brought here with Zhou Chengyan's initiative to support him.

Hearing the sound of the courtyard door opening, Fu Ming froze, and then some disorderly footsteps gradually sounded. He stood up, walked out of the shadow of the tree, faced the approaching people two by two, and looked at each other.

Jin Yi was still drunk, when he saw Fu Ming in the twilight, he was stunned for a long time, then he rubbed his brows and said with a smile, "I'm dreaming again so soon."

He was about to turn around and leave, not to let himself sink into the dream, but a call from behind made him stop.

"Long term loan." Fu Ming called out his handwriting and walked towards him.

Jin Yi turned around, frowning slightly, "Since you're gone, don't come back in your dreams."

Fu Ming smiled lightly, "Master, are you angry?"

Jin Yi said angrily, "Shouldn't be angry?" He closed his eyes, "I shouldn't be angry, don't be angry or complain, just let it go, let you go, and let me go."

Fu Ming didn't like what he wanted, he took his hand and looked at him intently, with affection still in his eyes.

When Jin Yi was looked at by him like this, his palms were filled with his warmth, which was so hot that his heart was scalding hot.

Anyway, it was in a dream, no one knew, he thought, and hugged the person in front of him fiercely, the kiss fell like a shower, as if it wanted to wet the person's whole body and mind.

Fu Ming guided Jin Yi into the house, he came today, he just wanted to say goodbye, the two of them had a good get-together at first, but he hoped to break up, from then on, he will be far away in life, and he will be farewell in death forever.But as soon as he saw this person and heard him say "dream talk", the thoughts accumulated in his heart were instantly ignited, burning him out of reason.He thought, anyway, he was sick and confused, and Jin Yi was drunk and confused, so it might as well just be this one time, drunk and dreaming of death.

Tonight, the moon is dark and the wind is high, endless darkness shrouds Fangmanting, as if isolating it from the world.

Jin lingered in Fu Ming's ears with his alcohol-smelling shortness of breath and incoherent questioning, and he endured the turbulent heat and the ruthless force brought by this person without any resistance, until they were all exhausted.

It was late at night, and Jin Yi fell asleep in a daze.Fu Mingqiang got up with his exhausted body, tidied up everything, and stared deeply at the quiet and ignorant person in the faint yellow candlelight. After a long time, he went out and merged into the darkness again before the first ray of sky broke through dawn.

After dawn, everything was in the light, and the night disappeared without a trace, as if no one had ever come.

Jin Yi got up, and suddenly realized that he had another indulgent and ridiculous dream.When he woke up from his dream, what he faced was the empty house and the lonely courtyard scene.

The dream was so real, the moment he walked out, he felt that his heart was an emptiness that he had never had before, like the courtyard behind him, he knew that all kinds of things were there, but they had no weight, it was the glitz that was taken away from the soul, not warm but only cold.

He swore that in the future, even if he died of drunkenness, he would never set foot here again.