An alpha's ancient life record

Shen Qingshu came back with the fish soup, and saw old Liu was leaning against the head of the bed, with his eyes closed, his face was peaceful and peaceful, his chest didn't rise or fall, as if he had lost his breath.

She was frightened for a while, so she quickened her pace and walked to the bed, calling softly: "Grandma, grandma."

Old Liu slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes moved to her for a while, before he came to his senses and smiled weakly, "Looking at grandma, I couldn't help but dozed off again."

From the corner of her eye, she saw the bowl in Shen Qingshu's hand, stretched out her hand, and said happily, "The fish soup is ready? Give it to grandma."

Shen Qingshu originally said he wanted to feed her, but old Liu took the bowl directly, and she did as she wanted, just looked at it carefully, and said in a warm voice: "It's a little hot, please slow down."

She was afraid that Mrs. Liu would leave suddenly, so she was in a hurry, and the natural taste was not as good as a slow cooker.

Old Liu's sense of taste was no longer very sensitive. After drinking half a bowl, she praised with a smile, "The taste is very good, no worse than that of Fuzhong cook."

Shen Qingshu pulled up the corners of his mouth and laughed along with difficulty, took the empty bowl and said, "As long as you like it, I'll get you another bowl."

"No need, grandma will be satisfied after drinking this." Old Liu waved his hand and said with a smile: "I wrote back earlier and warned you that a gentleman should not stick to the rules. It is grandma who is pedantic. You can do as you like."

She drank the soup, and suddenly her spirits improved, she talked with Shen Qingshu for a while, then called Mrs. He and Shen Peili's family in, and told them about some daily chores.

Shen Qingshu didn't know that this was a flashback, and several of them suppressed their tears and nodded in agreement with her words.

As he spoke, Old Liu lowered his eyelids and slowly lowered his head. Shen Qingshu was startled, stared at her closely, and shouted loudly: "Grandmother!"

Hearing this sound, old Liu came back to his senses, seeing Shen Qingshu blinking his eyes and shedding two lines of tears.

"Don't cry, everyone has this day." Old Liu smiled peacefully, "Grandma is tired and wants to sleep."

She moved her body and lay down, took one last look at Shen Qingshu, and said in a raving voice, "I'm going to see your grandfather."

She closed her eyes tiredly, the cries around her gradually faded away, and the events of her life flashed like a fleeting shadow.

At the age of 17, her father arranged a marriage for her, a general whom he admired, several years older than her.

When we met for the first time, he came to visit her, and she peeked behind the screen, but he found her and didn't expose her, but just smiled gently.

The second time we met was at a family banquet, he was eloquent and polite, quite different from the rough and bold appearance she had imagined.

On the wedding night, he took off his military uniform and wore a wedding robe, which made him look very handsome. He blushed and promised, "Miss Liu, I will treat you well."

They had been married for several years, but still had no children. At first he comforted her by saying that he was not in a hurry, but later he also became impatient. He took a concubine. At that time, she was not without complaint.

In a few years, they finally had their eldest son. He was ecstatic and dismissed all the concubines, treating her better than before, and she gradually didn't care about the past.

The child grew up slowly and finally married a wife. Although she didn't like this daughter-in-law, she was also full of joy.

She thought that life would be smooth from now on, but on a certain day, he suddenly went away, and he was injured in the battle when he was young.

She was seriously ill and hadn't recovered yet, and her son suddenly became seriously ill again. She almost thought that she would not be able to survive, but the fate was full of twists and turns, and her grandson was born at this time.

She worked hard to maintain the huge uncle's house, and this child almost became her spiritual pillar. She loved him like an eyeball, but she was afraid of spoiling him, so she controlled him very strictly.

She has survived another 20 years, above the happy hall, it suddenly seems like yesterday.

She also became the person she once hated. She was impatient and forced him to take a concubine and have children. She was afraid of a sudden illness and would take him away like before.

But she didn't expect that although this child was like his grandfather, he was much more determined than him. He would rather leave the capital than compromise.

She lost the focus of her life, and sat withered until dusk every day. She gradually began to regret and blame herself, and should not have pushed too hard.

She is already old.

She doesn't go out anymore, she reads Buddhist scriptures every day, praying for her child's safety and health, and she treasures the letters from Shudi one after another, and often takes them out to read.

When this day comes, God will be merciful, and she will be able to see her for the last time. In her life, she has no other extravagant hopes.

Scenes flashed by, and finally it was fixed on the day of her wedding. On this day, the peach blossoms were burning, and the covenant of white head was made.

Shen Qingshu held her hand tightly, as if feeling that her pulse was gradually stopping, she moved her hand trembling to the old Liu's nose.

she left.

He started to cry, and the maids and women inside and outside the house also sobbed. Shen Qingshu stayed for a while, wiped away his tears, and slowly stood up.

When she walked to the door, she looked at the bright purples and reds in the courtyard, and suddenly felt sick, her eyes darkened, and she almost fell to the ground.

She held on to the door frame, sat down on the threshold, and buried her head in her knees helplessly. For a while, her shoulders trembled slightly.

After an unknown amount of time, Uncle Liu sat next to her, patted her head, and said lovingly: "Master, don't blame yourself. The old lady had no regrets when she left, and she never blamed you."

Shen Qingshu didn't move, Liu Bo sighed and sat silently with her.

The sun moved westward a little bit, and it was dusk.

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Old Liu's body had a royal order, and the shroud and coffin had already been prepared. With the help of Lin and Zhao's in-laws, Uncle Liu led his servants to arrange the funeral.

Shen Qingshu didn't understand these things, and didn't care about them. She changed into mourning clothes and stayed in the mourning hall all day long. The Shen family was weak, so Shen Peili brought Wen Qin to accompany her.

They haven't seen each other for three years, and they both feel strange and familiar with each other. Wen Qin has grown a lot taller, with a tiger's head and a tiger's head. He tugged on his mother's clothes and looked at her curiously.

When Shen Qingshu saw him that day, for some reason, he couldn't control his tears again.

There was an endless stream of people who came to express their condolences. Shen Qingshu barely pulled himself together to cope. A few close friends, Meng Baizhou, Zheng Heng and his wife, Xia Boyan and the princess, all reunited after a long absence. As soon as she returned to the capital, her close relative passed away. Everyone also understood her mood, patted her on the shoulder, said "sorry", and didn't bother her too much.

The weather was getting hotter, and there were ice basins at the four corners of the mourning hall, and it was cold to stay there. Shen Qingshu didn't want the old Liu's body to suffer, so he decided to go out after five days of mourning.

Lin Weizhi was in the capital that day, and the speed of the carriage was much slower. No matter how anxious she was to catch up, she was still several days late.

When she got out of the car, seeing white eyes all over her eyes, she felt a "thud" in her heart. She was still late.

She went straight to the mourning hall, and when she entered, she saw Shen Qingshu wearing white linen filial piety, kneeling sideways in front of the coffin, with her back slightly bent, but she hadn't seen her for ten days, she had lost weight and looked haggard.

Hearing the sound, she slowly turned her head and saw that it was Lin Weizhi. She was stunned for a few moments, her shoulders unconsciously relaxed, and she said softly, "You're back."

She wanted to stand up, but she didn't want to kneel down for a long time, her blood was not flowing well, and she couldn't stand up for a while, so she had to support the ground with her hands.

Lin Weizhi hurried to her and helped her up.

"Grandmother passed away." Shen Qingshu grabbed her forearm and narrated in a calm voice that was almost dead silent.

Lin Weizhi wasn't feeling well during this time, seeing her eyes were bloodshot, her eyes were black and her nose was sore, she hugged her lightly, and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm late. "

The emotions accumulated in her heart for the past few days, Shen Qingshu buried her head on her shoulder, almost wanting to cry without hesitation, but she remembered what occasion it was, and finally held back.

She silently rubbed her skirt twice to wipe away her tears, then pushed her away, slightly pursed her lips and said, "Let's see grandma for the last time."

After meeting with Shen Peili next to her, the maidservants brought mourning clothes. Not long after Lin Weizhi finished changing, it was time to encoffin and seal the coffin.

While the mages were chanting scriptures, Mr. Yin Yang was invited to enter the coffin methodically and step by step. The coffin lid was lifted up and slowly pushed over to cover the body bit by bit from feet to head.

Shen Qingshu stood by the side, and when he was about to seal it, he suddenly raised his hand to block in front of the coffin lid, "No, wait a minute!"

Everyone looked over, Shen Qingshu stared at her blue face after death, her hands began to tremble unconsciously, and infinite panic arose in her heart, causing her internal organs to ache.

The moment the coffin was about to be closed, she really realized that she really lost her, just like she once lost her parents, and she will never see her again, hear her voice, see her smile, she It will only live in her memory forever, and when she goes to see her again, she will only see a cold tombstone.

Before she knew it, tears were streaming down her face, and she collapsed beside the coffin, clutching the edge tightly, crying bitterly, "Grandma, don't go, it's because I'm not filial, I was wrong, don't be angry, wake up... ..."

In this situation, Lin Weizhi couldn't help but shed tears even though she didn't get along with the old Liu for a long time, and Shen Peili cried even more.

The person who sealed the coffin had seen a lot of funerals, so he didn't think it was unusual, so he stood aside and waited for the family to finish crying.

After a while, it was Lin Beilan who saw that it was going to be late, sighed, and calmly led people forward, pulled the two siblings apart, ordered them to seal the coffin and put wooden nails on it.

Lin Weizhi supported Shen Qingshu, wiped her face, and comforted her in a soft voice: "Cheer up, don't you have to see grandma for the last time, don't make any mistakes, and let her go without worry."

Shen Qingshu faced her, trying to stop the tears, but couldn't stop, she wiped her face indiscriminately, nodded with sobs.

The coffin came out of the west of the city, and Shen Qingshu, as the eldest grandson, walked in front of the coffin holding the coffin. The cemetery was not far away, and the last two Chengyi uncles were buried here.

According to the old Liu's last wish, she was buried between her husband and son, buried with a shovel of soil, kneeling three times and knocking nine times, and the funeral was over.

Shen Qingshu finished all this in a daze. She resigned due to mourning, and the court did not hold her accountable. In addition, her three-year term was approaching, and she was awarded excellent grades in the three-year evaluation, so she was given a period of mourning leave. Then discuss the promotion.

The regulations of this dynasty on the filial piety of officials are limited to the death of their parents, and it takes Ding You 27 months, and there are no mandatory requirements for the rest.

Shen Qingshu submitted her resignation letter to the Ministry of Officials and volunteered to observe filial piety for a year. These days, she felt extremely exhausted both physically and mentally, and needed a period of time to adjust.

Before the official's reply came, she seemed to be normal. After two days, she suddenly fell ill.

The author has something to say: Personally, I think this is a good ending for the grandmother, and she will not be so persistent in the end. This is also taken into account in ancient times when there were no children. It is too outrageous for the two to give birth to a little boy. As for the girl, the grandmother is even more unwilling .For girls, ancient times were not a beautiful environment.