wait until the fireworks cool off

Suddenly grabbed the teacup on the table, smashed it at him, and shouted: "Go!"

He was like an angry lion, his eyes were bloodshot, and he had never lost his composure before.

The teacup shattered at Sheng Xiaomo's feet, and the porcelain shattered all over him.

Sheng Xiaomo's heart turned cold: "You don't need uncle to drive me away, I'll just go."

He turned away.

Qing Yu looked at the empty Palace of Ecstasy, and suddenly collapsed on the ground, he was in grief and pain, he couldn't breathe, he only felt the blood rushing up.

Sheng Xiaomo's last words pierced his heart like a knife.

He clutched his chest, tears falling silently.

Yun'er... Yun'er...

Master, I'm sorry... I'm sorry...

What the hell is he doing?

Ying Yun's Extra Story: Life and death are separated from each other

From a very young age, I knew that people are not born equal.

For example, the son of a wealthy gentry was born with rich clothes and good food, and he did nothing, but the family had too much food to eat.But our whole family can only point to the half-acre field and look forward to the harvest. My parents work hard in the field every day, and I have to do a lot of work, but there are still countless days of starvation.

For example, my younger brother Yingping and I were both born to the same father and mother, but all the neighbors praised me for being smart, but my younger brother was born stupid, unable to speak clearly, walked in a weird way, and was always teased by those naughty guys. I can't even work in the field.

A fortune teller told my mother that my younger brother is stupid because I alone occupy the minds of two people.My mother looked at me and my brother wiping tears with a sad face.

I feel sorry for my brother, if I hadn't occupied his mind, maybe he wouldn't be like this.

So in those days when I didn't have enough to eat, I often took him to the pond to touch fish and shrimp.Although my younger brother can't speak clearly, his mind is still clear most of the time, and he trusts me extremely.I fished in the water, and he took over on the shore. We cooperated seamlessly, and when we were lucky, we could get our fill.

My younger brother is very clingy to me because he knows that he will have something to eat with me.He always followed me and made strange sounds like "pot, pot", but I could understand it, so I let him drag me by the corner of my clothes and run around with me.

The harvest was good this year, and my father said that if we save food, we may not have to go hungry all year long.I was only nine years old, and my dad wanted to send me to school.He said that boys who can read and write can become high-ranking officials in the future, and once they become high-ranking officials, they will no longer have to go hungry.

I have no interest in being a high-ranking official, but the taste of starvation is really uncomfortable. As long as I can not go hungry, let alone being a high-ranking official, I will go to bandits and robbers.

The teacher in the school is a good man. Although I don’t have money to pay the tuition, he never chases me away whenever I finish my work and eavesdrops outside the window, and sometimes he will speak loudly so that I can hear him.

I worked like hell, polishing my father's pick and sickle.If the sickle is faster, more grain will be harvested, and more will be left after paying the land tax, and then I will have extra money to study.

I am proud that I have discovered some remarkable regularity.

But soon all this was destroyed.

Father said that the rich gentry Xiong Rentian married another concubine, but unfortunately his eldest wife was too fierce and refused to let him pass through the door, so Xiong Rentian could only find another piece of land to build a house and keep that woman as an outhouse.He looked around and saw my land.

Xiong Rentian sent two groups of people to discuss business with my parents. They said it was a business, but in fact it was no different from Bai Qiang.The little money they give us is not enough to buy even the worst piece of land elsewhere.If a farmer has no land, he can only starve to death, so my father refused to sell it.

The butler of Xiong Rentian's family left without a good face, and my mother became worried, her arms couldn't twist her thighs, if he robbed him openly, what would we do?

My father said that since the land deed is in our hands, he must have a reason for grabbing it.

But my father is an honest farmer. He doesn't know that if those people want to rob my family's land, they will never lack excuses and means.

Years later I wonder if all of this wouldn't have happened if I hadn't been so hungry that day.

But I'm really hungry, that kind of hunger is like a mouse in your belly, it keeps biting your stomach, scratching your belly, it won't stop until it catches something pulpy and dripping blood.

So I quietly took my brother to the pond, trying to catch some food.It's a pity that I was unlucky that day, and I didn't catch any big ones. I only found a lot of small snails in the shallows by the pond. Although the meat was not much, it was better than nothing.

When the two of us got home, we saw some officials and uncles pushing and shoving my father with water and fire sticks.My father was chained, my mother knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, and for some reason, there were sparse goose feathers in my yard.

When the official saw me and my brother, he yelled, don't let these two little things escape.

As soon as he drank me, I was so scared that I ran away, but my brother and I were no better than them, and we were quickly arrested and taken to the county government office together with my parents like chickens.

That was the first time I entered the county office. It was bigger than all the houses I had ever seen, but it was so gloomy and frightening.I know this is not a good place. My father said that entering the county government is equivalent to stepping into the Hall of Hell.

Xiong Rentian and a few servants stood aside swaggeringly, and the county magistrate slapped the gavel, and our whole family trembled with fright.

Your two cubs stole the goose from Xiong's family and found goose feathers in your house. Are you guilty?

My father had never seen such a situation before, so he had to kowtow and cry for injustice. He said, my two children have always behaved well, and they dare not steal even if they have the heart of a bear.

Xiong Rentian saw my younger brother was stupid, suddenly shouted fiercely, little bastard, say!What did you have for lunch!

My younger brother was frightened by him, his speech became more and more slurred, and he twitched again and again: "I...I..."

My parents and I were stunned.

In our Chu dialect, "goose" and "I" sound the same.

My parents shouted in unison.

Xiong Rentian sneered, fools are the worst at lying.

The magistrate of the county nodded, took a picture of the startling hall and said in a stern voice, bold and unreasonable, your son has already recognized it, how dare you quibble?It seems that he will not confess if he is not sentenced to death.

He called the left and right, pressed my father under the hall, and beat me hard in front of our whole family, until the skin was ripped apart and blood flowed horizontally.My father passed out very quickly, and a few yamen guards dragged him out of the court with wooden shackles, and threw our three mothers out of the county yamen.

My mother's face was as white as wax, and when she came back to her senses, she suddenly slapped her younger brother hard several times, crying and cursing, "You stupid bastard, you have wronged your father!"

My younger brother was rolled on the ground by my mother when he didn't know, he just groaned strangely, unable to argue.I hugged my mother's leg and called Qu, mother, don't hit my brother.We really didn't eat his goose, you believe me.

My mother wanted to cry without tears, so she dragged my younger brother to the ancestral hall, and took me to kneel in front of the stern statue, in front of the onlookers and travelers, with a desolate voice.

By the gods, all the neighbors are witnesses, let's see if my son ate his goose today!

After my mother finished speaking, she pulled my brother over, took out a sharp knife from her bosom, and plunged it into his belly.

I stayed.

Mother, what are you doing? ! ! !

I rushed up and hugged my mother's arm, but my mother threw me away with a determined look on her face, and the knife slashed down, cutting open my brother's stomach!

Blood gushed out of my brother's emaciated belly like a pile of red worms.The younger brother screamed strangely, convulsed a few times and then stopped moving.The blood flowed all over the floor, all the way to my knees, and I could feel a little warmth in it.

My mother only found a pitiful little snail meat in my brother's stomach. She realized that what my brother was talking about was a snail.

The sound of geese and snails is similar, and the younger brother can't speak clearly, just saying something wrong.

My mother wailed and cried loudly, the cry was so shrill that it was not human, it seemed to come from the mouth of an evil spirit.She killed her own son, and my mother has turned into a ghost!

She suddenly got up holding her brother's body, and ran towards the stone pillar not far away, only to hear a muffled sound, my mother hit the stone pillar with her head, and a bloodstain slowly slid down her body.

It was dark.

Mother, mother.

I crawled to my mother and called her several times. There was a blood hole the size of a palm on her head. The blood flowed from her forehead to her face, and then from her face to her younger brother.

I think my mother must be confused, she forgot that she has a child kneeling beside her.

I called her hard.

Mother, don't leave me alone.I was wrong, I will not catch snails and eat them, I will work hard and stop being lazy.

mother!mother!

I shook my mother hard, trying to wake her up.My mother opened her eyes and looked as if she was still alive, but she refused to agree.

In a trance, I felt a hand gently stop me.

I turned around slowly and saw a person.

His face is the most beautiful I have ever seen, and he is dressed in a simple and elegant green shirt, he doesn't look like a person in our world at all.

He looked at me quietly, with deep compassion in his eyes, and his voice was as gentle as the sound of nature, but with sadness.

He said, child, your mother has already left.

How could he say such cruel words? ! ! !

I kicked and beat him hard and broke down crying.

you're lying!you're lying!

He let me kick and wail without saying a word.

Finally, when I was tired from crying, he helped me up and said in that sad, heavenly voice, since they are gone, let them rest in peace, okay?

I sobbed and nodded, I figured he was definitely not a bad guy.

He led me to buy a thin coffin, buried my mother and my younger brother on a hill not far from my home, and erected a wooden monument.

After doing all this, he asked me, do you still have relatives here?

I shook my head.

He said, my name is Qing Yu, and I come from Changliu Fairy Mountain thousands of miles away.If you have nowhere to go, would you like to come back to Changliu with me and be my disciple?

Are you a fairy?

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