[Gu Jian Shaogong] Ronggu Qin Heart

The end of the new year is approaching, and the taste of the new year is overflowing. In order to have a good year, every household starts to be busy like a spinning top.As the new year approaches, the mournful atmosphere of the death of the son of the magistrate of Qinchuan gradually fades away.

Year - New Year, bid farewell to the past, welcome a new beginning, hoping to have a good start.The Chinese New Year begins with offering sacrifices to the kitchen stove on the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month. After offering sacrifices to the kitchen stove, preparations for the New Year are officially made.Seeing that others are happily preparing for the new year, and are extremely busy, Xiao Shangrong's illness in the Xiao family is getting worse... From being weak and cold to coughing continuously, the Xiao residence can hear Xiao Shang almost all the time. Rong suppressed the sound of coughing.After Yun's family, Xiao's family was full of worries.

However, the year still has to be celebrated, and the stove is also sacrificed, but it is not as grand as in previous years. After all, the only heir of the Xiao family has become ill like this, and no one is in the mood to do something special.Xiao's mother and Huang Rong were most anxious. Xiao Yuan paid a lot of money to hire famous doctors to come to see and treat him. As a result, one doctor after another came happily, and all of them left with a sigh and disappointment.

Xiao's mother wiped away a lot of tears in secret. In order to take care of Xiao Shangrong, Huang Rong decocted the medicine and cooked the food herself. Huang Rong was exhausted and haggard with the medicine, but he didn't get better.The two women in the family were frowning all day long, but it was Xiao Shangrong who was a patient, so he cheered up and reassured them that they would be fine.His physical condition is there, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is not good. Xiao Shangrong's comfort is not only useless, but often makes Xiao's mother burst into tears.

The 24th of the twelfth lunar month is the dust-sweeping day.Huang Rong was aggressively preparing to do a great job, and the servants cleaned up in an orderly manner. Huang Rong and Xiao's mother cleaned Xiao Shangrong's room by herself.The cracks in the windows, the corners of the walls, the visible and the invisible, are not spared.Xiao Shangrong stood outside the door and watched, and said with a smile that he didn't need to be so careful, in exchange for the two of them staring, Xiao Shangrong wisely shut up. "Dust" and "Chen" are homophonic, and New Year's cleaning has the meaning of "removing Chen and clothing new", and its intention is to drive out all "bad luck".

Huang Rong, the reason Xiao's mother is so meticulous is because of Xiao Shangrong.Maybe doing this is useless and a waste of effort, but it is full of care and love from Mother Xiao and Huang Rong, just for peace of mind, and they are willing to do it.

Xiao Shangrong was responsible for writing Spring Festival couplets back then. His handwriting is delicate, soft and firm, and he was once a model in the eyes of the masters of Qinchuan Academy.Influenced by Huang Yaoshi, Huang Rong has a lot of ink in her chest, so she volunteered to write the Spring Festival couplets, so this year's Spring Festival couplets will not bother Xiao Shangrong.

Huang Rong's handwriting is like a person, agile and elegant, and the strokes are smooth and smooth, and they are done in one go.Could it be that the meaning of the Spring Festival couplets is to hope that the coming year will be better. Between the lines, Huang Rong implicitly hopes that the family will be safe and healthy, and further, she hopes that Xiao Shangrong will get better soon.Huang Rong put on the Spring Festival couplets. Mother Xiao, Aunt Xiao Yuanyiqian and Xiao Shangrong looked up at her. Mother Xiao said appreciatively, "Our Rong'er is really good at both civil and military skills."

Huang Rong turned her head when she heard this, and bumped into Xiao Shangrong's pupils, her tenderness was like water, lingering and gentle, and she smiled back, dimming the spring breeze.

On the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, it is customary in Qinchuan to take a concentrated bath during these two days, and the wooden barrels used for bathing are carried around early in the morning.Time passed day by day, and at this time, Xiao Shangrong didn't cough very much, but he had to sleep for eight hours a day, which was much more than when he was awake.Xiao's mother yelled at her sins, she began to eat vegetarian food, recite Buddha's name, and never touch meat, even with other people, she didn't even know where she heard that cutting blood and gouging out flesh for sick people, God will pity her with love for her son, and heal the good son sick.He just wanted to cut the flesh regardless, but fortunately, Xiao Yuan and Huang Rong stopped it in time.And these, the sleepy Xiao Shangrong didn't know.

Xiao Shangrong's illness drove Xiao's mother crazy, but Huang Rong became more and more silent and calm, her face was watery, so faint that people couldn't understand.She stayed beside Xiao Shangrong's bed except when she was sleeping, and whenever he woke up, he would immediately see Huang Rong.

The calmer it is, the more wrong it is, just like the sea is calm, but you can never guess how rough the sea is.There must be a moment of calm before the storm.Xiao Shangrong saw these wrong things, and was very worried. He told Huang Rong repeatedly that everything would be fine, that he was capable, and that he would be fine. He told her not to do anything stupid, and brought out the things she gave him. Promise, no matter what, I have to wait for him for three years.Huang Rong smiled and said yes, don't cry or make trouble, Xiao Shangrong became more and more ominous.However, Huang Rong didn't want to say more, and he was in a coma most of the time, unable to see through Huang Rong's real thoughts, so he could only act in a hurry.

On the morning of 27, after taking a shower, Huang Rong went to see Xiao Shangrong as usual. The man was sleeping peacefully. If he didn't know that he was sick, he would have thought he was just sleeping.Huang Rong withdrew and closed the door and left the house quietly.She made an appointment with the elders of the Xiao family to go to Qinchuan Temple to worship, offer incense, and pray that God would not take Xiao Shangrong away.It is said that these two are the ones who go to the doctor in a hurry.Father Xiao?He was brought here.Just, what can I do?Xiao Shangrong became more and more ill, the doctor said it was not good, and the medicinal diet they made was not good. They did their best, prayed to Buddha and prayed to God, even if there was no benefit, they had to try it before they were reconciled.

In front of the Qinchuan Buddhist Hall, the three of them had serious and pious expressions, kneeling three times and knocking nine times, extremely solemn.Mother Xiao murmured: "I ask myself that I have never done anything harmful to nature, and my master often raises funds to help others. Even if he has no merit, he has never done it. Why does my son suffer so much? No matter what, I hope The mother has suffered on behalf of the son, and she only begs for my son to recover as soon as possible. If you want my life, I will go to the [-]th floor of hell without complaint or regret. Don't take my son away." To the back, a little choked up.Huang Rong opened her eyes and turned her face. A woman is weak, but a mother is strong. Xiao's mother has really broken her heart for Xiao Shangrong in the past few days.

After going out after worshiping the Buddha, the aunt who was coming towards her greeted Xiao's mother. The relationship between the aunt and Xiao's mother was good, and it was just okay.After walking a few more steps, the aunt caught up and said, "Mrs. Xiao is here to pray for Shang Rong's safety, right? By the way, my son was also seriously ill last year. He has engaged in a marriage since he was a child. Me and his father Aren’t you impatient? Thinking about whether getting married as soon as possible can help my son get better soon. Hey, it’s really amazing. Not long after we got married, my son really recovered without medicine. Mrs. Xiao can give it a try, isn’t your family Do you have a ready-made daughter-in-law?" After saying that, she winked and looked a little smug.

Huang Rong raised her eyes, the light in Mother Xiao's eyes was astonishingly bright.Usually she favors Huang Rong, but after all Xiao Shangrong is her real son.

Huang Rong followed Xiao's mother all the time, holding a basket of incense candles in her hand, silent like a little girl, the aunt saw Xiao's mother staring at Huang Rong, Huang Rong raised her head again, her face was compelling, and she understood her Speak calculated words in front of others.After all, looking at Xiao Shangrong, with half of his feet stuck in the coffin, if he marries, he may not be a widow alive, which is completely harming his daughter.Then he left in a hurry.

Xiao Yuan flicked his sleeves, and said angrily, "It's ridiculous. It's supernatural, it's nothing. Madame, stop your thoughts, we must never do such a thing."

"No." Xiao's mother screamed, grabbing Xiao Yuan's sleeve, "Master, did you hear that? Her son is getting better, maybe, maybe... let him go."

"Shut up." Xiao Yuan laughed angrily, "Ma'am, you are so confused! How can you harm others for your own selfishness? Alright, Rong'er, let's go back, don't take this to heart." After Xiao's mother left, she was not allowed to say another word.

"I am willing, I am willing to marry Shang Rong."

An understatement shocked Xiao Yuan and Xiao's mother in place. Xiao's mother was so excited that she couldn't speak. Xiao Yuan frowned: "You have to think clearly. Rong'er, to be honest, although I really want you to marry, but , I still want to remind you with the conscience of being a human being. This is not a joke. "

"It's not a joke, I'm willing to marry." The determination in Huang Rong's eyes cannot be ignored, "Thank you uncle for your kindness, don't think about it anymore. But Rong'er begs uncle and aunt to keep it from Shang Rong first."

The wedding was decided in a hurry, because it was a celebration, and the time was very tight, and it was scheduled for the seventh day of the first month.The seventh day of the lunar month is called "Man's Day". It is rumored that Nu Wa created man on this day, and Xiao's mother thought it would be the best day.Huang Rong, the bride who was about to take office, had no relatives by her side, so she was in a hurry. In addition, Huang Rong insisted that she could not find her parents, and omitted the steps of marriage proposal and engagement.Although many steps were saved because of the joy, but because Huang Rong was extremely loved by Xiao's mother and had a deep friendship with Xiao Shangrong, no one in Xiao's residence dared to look down on Huang Rong, and the wedding preparations were extremely grand and extravagant.

Once the news that the only heir of the Xiao family was about to have a happy event came out, there was an endless stream of people who came to congratulate him, making the Xiao residence unprecedentedly lively.

The backyard, a quiet place——

Xiao Shangrong sat on the railing with his back against the long rail, and he woke up only once, and Huang Rong was basking in the sun with him.Xiao Shangrong said: "Why is there so much movement in the front yard?"

Huang Rong seemed to be leaning on Xiao Shangrong's body, but she didn't dare to use too much force, and she didn't raise her head: "New Year is coming soon, let's congratulate."

Lying in bed all day, Xiao Shangrong's face was almost bloodless, so pale that he was not alive. "Really?" Although there were people visiting Xiao's house during Chinese New Year, the noise could never be so loud. Huang Rong must have something to hide from him.

"Ah."

Xiao Shangrong was helpless, Huang Rong guarded him too tightly, and the time he woke up was too short, there was really no chance to investigate.

The golden sun shines all over the courtyard, the golden light is shining, and the trees in the courtyard are full of vitality.Huang Rong closed her eyes, peaceful and quiet. Xiao Shangrong sighed, traced Huang Rong's face with his fingers, and asked no more.

New Year's Eve is approaching, Qinchuan is full of joy and prosperity, compared to the deafening sound of firecrackers resounding through the streets of Qinchuan, the Xiao family is eerily quiet.This should be the quietest New Year's Eve that everyone in the Xiao family lived.Eating the New Year's Eve dinner quietly, watching the sparks ignited in other houses quietly, watching the new year quietly... Xiao Shangrong also fell asleep quietly.Drink Tusu wine on New Year's Eve to dispel unhealthy spirits.

In the middle, Xiao Shangrong woke up for a while and took a sip of Tusu wine. Huang Rong said that it was the first time for her to celebrate the New Year in this time and space, but it was so deserted. In the coming year, he would definitely make her have an extremely lively New Year.Xiao Shangrong smiled and agreed, and fell asleep again.Huang Rong tucked the quilt up for him, her heart sank a little.

The author has something to say: The wedding is right in the next chapter.

Tusu wine... Actually, I quite like Tusu wine.

Couldn't help mentioning a word. . . .

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The following is a little joke that Xiaoqi used to YY. At that time, I must have been very lonely...

Sun Wukong: Master, who is this?

Tang Seng: Amitabha, this is your wife...

Ouyang Shaogong: ...

Zhu Bajie: [Laughing obscenely] Oh, this beauty is really beautiful...Since ancient times, there has been love and hatred, and this hatred will last forever...Girl.What do you call it?

Tang's monk: Bajie, don't be rude.This is your mistress...

Ouyang Shaogong: [Blackening smile] But Wu Neng wants to eat Xianzhi Shuhun Pill?

Zhu Bajie: [Making Starlight] Is there anything to eat?That's great!

Shao Gong: [Shameful smile]

Drifting Monk: Amitabha, good morning, Mrs.

Shaogong: [Nods] It's rare to see a polite person.Sanzang really suffered when he was with these people.

Tang's monk: Lao Changqin is concerned.

...too horrible to look at.