[Comprehensive] Female Supporting Counterattack Diary

Extra Story - Song Qingshu

Zhiruo's health has been very good since childhood, Song Qingshu never thought that Zhiruo would leave so quietly.

Song Qingshu always remembered Zhiruo's words. Zhiruo said that she would die earlier than him, so that she would not have to deal with her own funeral affairs.At that time, I also felt that I must take care of my health, and I couldn't leave Zhiruo alone, and let her take care of my funeral in misery.But he thought that such a thing might take a few more years to happen.

Zhiruo is only 68 years old this year.She is in such good health.How could he leave while taking a nap?Didn't Zhiruo say to eat fish heads at night?He has been bought by someone, and when she wakes up, she can cook and make it.

Song Qingshu leaned against Zhiruo's coffin, staring at Zhiruo who was sleeping in the coffin.As Zhiruo fell asleep, fine lines appeared at the corners of her eyes.No matter how much egg white she used, she couldn't get rid of it.If he had known that today would happen, he would never feel that Zhiruo looked like a ghost when she put white powder on her face.

Time flies by, and it is five or sixty years in a blink of an eye.I still remember when I first met Zhiruo.At that time, she was only eight years old.

White and clean, a purple dress.A stop there is like a flower about to bloom.

Later, after a long time of contact, he still felt a faint sense of bookishness in Zhiruo's body, as well as a unique dexterity that was different from that of women in this era.

Zhiruo is beautiful, he knows it.But what he didn't know was that this kind of beauty could reach his heart.But in just a few days, when he looked at the little girl in front of him, he couldn't look away anymore.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, he was still very ignorant.I only know that I want to be good to her.I want her to be nice only to him.But other things, I don't know what to do.When my third uncle got married, I only knew what I wanted.He wants to marry this girl.He wanted to be with her all his life.

But he also knows that the girl he likes is a very thoughtful person.Her affairs can only be decided by herself.Others, even Zhou's father, are just references to her matters.

So, he has no choice.He could only watch her closely and follow her.I hope that through little by little integration, girls can get used to themselves and adapt to themselves.Until I like myself.

One year or two years, until the girl was thirteen or fourteen years old, they made a marriage agreement.When the marriage was settled, his hesitant heart finally fell to the ground.

Although when it came to getting married later, things always took a long time, but Zhiruo agreed to herself.My heart has already settled down.Otherwise, nothing can be done all day.

"Father, why don't you go and eat something. Mother will be embarrassed if she sees you like this." Zhiruo and Song Qingshu's eldest son, the eldest son of the Song family knelt on one side and gently persuaded him.

His mother's departure was so sudden that none of them were prepared.The younger sister who married far away in the capital city did not know if she would dare to come back to send her mother off for the last time.Alas, he was afraid that his father would do something wrong because of his mother's affairs.

Song Qingshu, whose memories were interrupted by the eldest son, said in a hoarse voice: "I'm fine. I still have to support your little sister. When your grandfather was gone, your mother said, without her father, she seems to have no mother's family." Like. Your mother usually loves your little sister the most, so how can I worry about your mother?"

"Father." As soon as the son heard Song Qingshu say this, his nose soured and tears flowed out.His father and his mother have been loving each other for so many years, and they have never even quarreled once.His mother left so suddenly, I don't know how his father suffered.

"Father is fine, you go down. I still want to stay with your mother for a while." Song Qingshu closed his eyes to relieve the soreness in his eyes.After all these years, he still let her go.He didn't catch her.He just knew it, he just knew it.

"Father, Mother's cemetery has also been chosen. Would you like to go and have a look." His father had been motionless for a long time.Nearly 80 years old, the body can no longer be ruined like this.

"The cemetery? No, you don't need it. Your mother doesn't use the cemetery." After Song Qingshu realized what his son said, he shook his head and vetoed it.

"Father? What did you say?" No need for a cemetery?If there is no cemetery, where will his mother rest in peace in the future?Is his father sad and confused?

"Your mother doesn't like to sleep in the ground. Your mother said that the ground is dark and there are bugs. After 80 or [-] years, when the coffin rots, her bones will always fall in the soil. She thinks it's dirty." Her Zhiruo She has been afraid of those bugs since she was a child, how can she bear it.

"But, if you don't want to bury it underground, where do you want to bury it?" The eldest son of the Song family heard this, and it was really his mother's tune.But his mother can't just let it go like this.

"I won't bury it anywhere. Your mother said that no matter where you bury it, you won't be able to escape the grave diggers and stealers. When the time comes, those who steal funeral objects will not stop."

"Son, you can ask a friend in the world who understands institutions to make a special design." Guaranteed that no one can disturb his mother's rest.

"Mountain torrents, rain, or earthquakes or something? When the pits become flat, people will have to trample on them every day. Your mother said to be cremated, and the ashes will be scattered on the big tree on the top of Wudang Mountain." He still remembered the strange look on Zhiruo's face when she said that that year.

When he asked her, she gave a rough summary of the story of Nie Xiaoqian, the grandmother of the dryad.Hehe, his Zhiruo is always so whimsical.

In fact, Zhiruo thought of another thing at that time. When she was still Lu Yao, she had read a report.Said to be Hebei, or Henan.A large area of ​​the cemetery was remarked and encroached upon.At that time, many people were discussing this matter, so Lu Yao took advantage of the situation to pay attention.

At that time, Lu Yao decided that after she went there, she must not buy a cemetery. Who knows if someone will demolish and relocate after 80 years.Those who have descendants can also fight for welfare, demolition fees and so on.If there are no descendants, or if the descendants are not strong enough, then these old antiques who sleep here just want to be T-shaped households, and they probably won't be able to defend their rights.

The eldest of the Song family opened his eyes wide, and asked his father in disbelief: "Father, how is this possible? That's not it, isn't that frustrating?" His mother made a big mistake, and his father wanted to treat him like this Damn it.Is the decades of love all fake?This is too incredible.

"Nonsense", Song Qingshu immediately cursed after hearing what his son said.This unfilial son really lived so much in vain.

"This is your mother's wish. I have never let her down in my life. This last thing must be done like this. I will do the same in the future. Be your mother's companion." Song Qingshu's voice became weaker and weaker, If it wasn't for the martial arts practitioners, I wouldn't have heard what he was talking about.

"Anything you want, I will do it for you. Zhiruo, Zhiruo. Don't worry. I won't let you down. Zhiruo, Zhiruo."

"Alas!" Seeing his father like this, the eldest of the Song family knew that it was unnecessary to talk too much.Just nod away.

"How is Father?" Zhiruo's daughter-in-law, Mrs. Song Shao, asked anxiously when she saw her husband coming in from the door.

"Father can still hold on. How many days will my little sister be there?"

"Mother left too suddenly. I will send a letter to the capital the next day. I think it will take another two or three days." Mrs. Song pinched the words to calculate the time.

The mother-in-law is a good person, and she has never felt sorry for herself for so many years.Although my stomach is also competitive, this is not the reason for my mother-in-law not to embarrass myself.The mother-in-law never asked her to set any rules.Usually a little good, will be delivered from time to time.After she passed the door, the mother-in-law completely let her take care of the house, which many mother-in-laws could not do.

And the mother-in-law is also very reasonable, and she will let herself go back to her mother's house every year.If it weren't for the distance from her natal home, she estimated that her mother-in-law would have asked her to go back to her natal home to visit relatives on a quarterly or monthly basis.

They have been married to the Song family for so many years, and their relationship with mother-in-law and daughter-in-law has always been very good.The mother-in-law just left, and she felt really uncomfortable.

Song Qingshu was left alone in the mourning hall.At this time, Song Qingshu began to slowly recall the more than 60 years with Zhiruo, every day.

Zhiruo hates being a female celebrity.It’s okay to make clothes, but for embroidery, you can only make a stitch when you’re in a good mood, and don’t even look at it when you’re in a bad mood.But even so, Zhiruo made a lot of clothes for their family every year.

He didn't even know when Zhiruo finished it.But every time he opened the cabinet, he could always see brand new clothes hanging in it.Although these clothing styles are very simple and generous, there is no excessive modification.But whether it is the workmanship or the selection of materials and colors, it can be seen that Zhiruo has put his heart into it.

Could it be that from now on, he will no longer be able to wear the clothes that Zhiruo made for him.He couldn't imagine how he would live after Zhiruo left him.

It felt like my heart was being tightly clenched, it hurt so much.Tears fell silently, falling on the face and heart.The treasure he had guarded for so many years left his side inadvertently.

From then on, he was the only one left in the world, living alone.Life seems to lose its color.Lan who can't see the sky, can't see the color of the rainbow.It was dark everywhere.Zhiruo, Zhiruo.

I want to accompany you, but I can't make you worry.Your wish, your children, I will help you watch and guard.Until the day I can't see it anymore.

If there is an afterlife, I will never let go of your hand.Live, live together.Die and sleep together.

The righteous sister of the Emperor Daxing, the mother of the eldest princess of Ming Dynasty, and the wife of the Zhou family of the Song Dynasty, who was the head of Wudang, marked the end of her life in the 12th year of Yongle.

Because the son is the head of the contemporary Wudang, and his brothers and nephews are all well-known figures in the imperial court or in the world, the funeral affairs are handled quite grandly.And when Emperor Yongle of the Ming Dynasty sent people to pay homage, the funeral was pushed to an unprecedented level.

Her seven brothers, as well as her children and relatives rushed over to see her off for the last time.

In the following years, no one's funeral can catch up with this couple.Yes, couples.

Song Qingshu failed to fulfill his promise in the end, and helped Zhiruo look after their children.At Zhiruo's funeral, the grief was excessive.After falling into a coma, he never woke up again.At the age of 75.