auspicious baby

There are only eight days left until the Spring Festival. There are lanterns and festoons everywhere, and red couplets are hung high. When the moon first rises above the treetops, the instantaneous fireworks compete with the stars in the sky. The fireworks are easy to be cold, and the momentary brilliance is extremely bright. , The stars are eternal, no matter how the stars change, the vicissitudes of life, as always.

Xiangu has been restless these days, worshiping Ksitigarbha and Avalokiteshvara, fasting and bathing, and chanting scriptures, she is so determined that she can go up to the mountain to become a nun.Yang Yuzheng thought she might be sick, so he followed the doctor's advice and made a pot of Anning tea every day.

Yang Yuzheng was going to a nearby town to discuss business. The winter sun was like a shy daughter who had been out of her boudoir for a long time, half-hidden behind the clouds. Xiangu couldn't see clearly, he waved his hands and said, "I'm going out." The sun was red, and he seemed to have stepped into dusk.Xiangu's heart skipped a beat, her eyelids couldn't stop twitching.She chased it out and said, "Master, I'll go with you."

"Yunniang, look at the treetops, they've formed strips of ice."

"When I was in Beijing, I wanted to see ice sculptures, but unfortunately I didn't."

"In the coming year, I will transport goods to the Northeast, and I will bring you along. There are all kinds of ice sculptures there, and you can taste a big stew in the Northeast."

"Looking at the ice sculptures is fake, but eating messy stew is real, sir, you are more naughty than Ping'er." Xiangu smiled lightly.

"Hey, by the way, I'm getting old too. Although I ran around half of the Republic of China when I was young, I didn't have time to take a closer look. If Ping'er grows up, we will travel around and see the great rivers and mountains."

"Okay, then don't go to the northeast to see the ice sculptures. It's freezing cold, or your joints will hurt. In winter, let's go south to see the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River. In summer, let's go north to see the vast grasslands."

"You decide, I'll be responsible for bringing the money..."

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The car came to a sudden stop, and the driver panicked, "Master, the tire has blown out."

"Don't stop, drive away immediately!"

"Master, what's the matter?"

"Yunniang, don't be afraid, there may be a few little thieves blocking the way, and there is still a way to the city gate, and you will be fine when you go back."

Gunshots rang out one after another, the driver let out a cry of pain, convulsed a few times and died. "Yun Niang, get down and protect your head." Yang Yuzheng, regardless of the small space and the lack of long-sighted guns, pushed away the driver's body and took control of the steering wheel. The gunshots came one after another, and Xiangu frightened through the cracked rear car. Looking at the window, seeing two burly men rushing down from the mountain, she tremblingly said: "What should I do, master?"

Yang Yuzheng gasped and said, "There's an empty cabinet under the back seat, and there's another robber in it. You hide in it, don't come out."

"how about you?"

"Most thieves are robbing money. I'll send some money and everything will be fine."

The thief rushed to the front of the car and broke four tires. Seeing that the car could no longer move, Xiangu hid under the car seat, and through the gap, saw Master Yang getting out of the car with his hands up, saying: "All heroes are asking for money. , why not..." Before she finished speaking, a dagger went straight into Yang Yuzheng's chest, Xiangu screamed. Ji rushed forward in a mess, "Bang!" hit her arm, she seemed to lose her sense of pain, like a trapped animal, the thief ran out of bullets, and stabbed at Xiangu with a dagger, extreme pain, extreme hatred, extreme pain The pain was so painful that Xiangu picked up the gun, "Bang!", a culprit fell down in response, "Bang!", another culprit fell down in response.Xiangu asked sharply: "Why! Tell me!" The thief's lips moved, Xiangu sneered, and six bullets, all of which were fired, were sent into the thief's chest.

Xiangu picked up the dagger, with furious eyes, she tried her best to stab Yang Yuzheng's murderer in the chest and abdomen, bloody and bloody flying, staining Xiangu's clothes red.

"Yunniang..." Yang Yuzheng said in a flustered voice.

The moment Xiangu wakes up like a nightmare, tears pour down her face, her limbs seem to be unconscious, she crawls to his side, holds his cold hand, rubs and breathes, she dare not look at his bloody chest , incoherently said: "Master, hold on, hold on." She looked around in a daze, and shouted helplessly: "Help, help! Please, come here!"

Yang Yuzheng hissed, "Don't be afraid, it's fine."

"I'll take you to the hospital to find a doctor! Ah...!" She straightened up and climbed to the car in a hurry. The sound of the engine wiped out her hope, and she slammed the steering wheel in grief. The wound on her arm was torn and blood was flowing.

She half-runned and half-crawled back to his side: "Master, nothing will happen!" She picked up his armpit with both hands and pulled it up vigorously. A narrow path in the suburbs was like a sky. "Master, what kind of wife do you think Ping'er will marry in the future? She is so stinky, she will definitely find a beautiful one, right...Master, I want to go to Yangzhou, do you think the fireworks there are beautiful...Master, ..."

Yang Yuzheng tried hard to pull out a smiling face, but his muscles became colder and colder, and he became more and more uncontrollable, "Yun Niang, I don't want to leave, please chat with me."

"Let's go and talk... okay..."

"No, you're tired, let me down."

Xiangu knelt down beside him, crying, "I'm afraid..."

"Don't be afraid, listen, live well, take care of Ping'er for me...I can't accompany you anymore..."

"I don't!" The hoarse cry was unprecedented, and Xiangu slammed the ground hard.

"I'm cold, so dark..."

Xiangu leaned on him, buried her head in his neck, and hugged him tightly: "It's neither cold nor cold." The heartbeat became weaker and weaker, and Xiangu's heart gradually sank into the abyss. She watched him tilted to face her pale face.She straightened up tremblingly, and stretched out her hand tremblingly to test her breath.

Yang Yuzheng left, Xiangu was blank, she kept hugging his body tightly, trying to keep the body temperature, her throat seemed to be choking, the heart-piercing choking sound was oppressive and desperate.After a while, she said to herself nervously: "Master loves being clean the most, and you can't walk around dirty." She lifted up her sleeves and wiped Yang Yuzheng's face, but the blood on the sleeves spread more and more, and Xiangu became more and more dirty. The more she was in a hurry, she looked around in a daze, and saw the frozen river not far away, and said, "Master, wait, I'll fetch water." She just turned around and walked a few steps before throwing herself back on the corpse : "What should I do, I can't bear to leave you."

Xiangu tidied up Yang Yuzheng decently, straightened her crooked head, straightened her clothes, crossed her hands and fingers on her abdomen, and straightened her legs. She lay beside him, leaning her head on his shoulder, and gave a vicious look. He pulled out the dagger vigorously and threw it away, and continued to narrate: "Master, do you still remember the first time we met..."

A setting sun, a lonely mountain, and a road, but there are two ends of yin and yang.What happened in the past is like a lifetime away, and everything yesterday is like looking at flowers in the fog, which is not very clear, like fireworks blooming, leaving no trace after the dazzling, so that people have nowhere to find.Constantly praying for the drunk life, dreams and dead wine in myths and biographies, I would rather be in a state of chaos, drunk and confused, than live sober, and imprint the most tragic scenes in my mind. Heart, a thousand cuts, the most painful is nothing more than that.