[Jin Guangyao's colleague, Demon Dao Patriarch and colleague] Deed of life and death

At the third quarter of Yin time, the sky is still gray and the sky is still gray.

On the streets paved with bluestones, there is not even a shadow of a person.The watchman didn't know where he went and squinted.

What is the busiest place in a city?

During the day, it is a market full of pedestrians.

In the late night, there are endless hooks from benefactors.

Now at this time, even the girls in the brightly lit Goulan, which is full of benefactors, have given up their excitement.

All the streets and alleys in the city were silent.

Suddenly, a figure with unsteady steps appeared in the empty street.

Although the hook bar was closed, the conspicuous red gauze lamp in front of the door was still on.

The twilight red gauze lantern illuminates the streets and alleys, and also illuminates the figure of the slow-walking person.The figure was cast on the Qingshi street, and the shadow stretched very long.

Looking at the slender figure on the bluestone, don't think about it, it must be a woman.

The faint light of the red gauze lamp hits the woman's body, showing the woman's appearance: unkempt, ragged, breathless, and unsteady in walking.

When the woman saw the red light in front of her eyes, her heart was filled with hope.She braced herself, moved with difficulty, and approached the bright red sun step by step.

Step by step, when the woman came under the red gauze lamp and was about to lift her dirty hand to knock on the door.The last breath of strength she had left was finally exhausted, and her slender hands hung down without touching the wooden door.

The woman's eyes darkened, she leaned over, and fell at the door of 'Mantangchun'.

At a quarter of a hour, the sun rose slowly in the east.

The sun showed its face in the sky, and that light illuminated the earth.The night goes away and the day returns.

The sunlight quietly shone on the streets and alleys in the city, and suddenly, the streets and alleys became brighter.Even in the smoky and smoky Goulan, the sunlight shines down fairly.

It was dawn, and the red gauze lantern hanging in front of Mantangchun's gate was still on.

The peddlers who were in the food business began to go out to sell and sell.

Fireworks and Willow Alley, the place of Goulan, only does business at night.In this blue sky and white day, naturally the girl wants to rest until night comes, so that she can greet her benefactor with the best mental outlook.

The same is true for Mantangchun.

At the originally quiet doorway, the red wooden door was suddenly opened.

A young man of fifteen or sixteen years old with slightly old clothes opened the door to Mantangchun.

The young man raised his jade hands to straighten his clothes, and straightened his Confucian scarf.He stepped over the threshold and closed the door behind him.He was about to walk towards the pharmacy, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure lying beside the door.

The young man thought it was a hallucination caused by not sleeping well last night, he fixed his eyes and took a closer look, he was shocked, it turned out to be a person!

Seeing the woman motionless, the young man thought to himself: This woman...is she dead?If Mother Li knew that Mantangchun was dead, she would definitely bring this bad luck to her mother again!Now that my mother is sick and weak, I can no longer let my mother suffer the crime of accusing Sang and scolding Huai!

The young man turned his agile eyes and thought to himself: While it was still early in the sky and no one was around, drag this corpse into a dark alley.

The young man made up his mind to pay attention, and he walked towards the 'corpse'.

When the young man leaned over to drag the 'corpse', suddenly, the door of Mantangchun opened.

The young man was startled, and turned his head to see that it was his mother——Meng Shi.

The young man dropped the 'corpse', walked forward quickly, and looked at Meng Shi with concern.

"Mother, although it is late spring, the morning wind is still cool. And you are sick, the doctor told you not to let the wind out. Why did you come out?"

Meng Shi looked at the young man with loving eyes and smiled.

"Ayao, mother sees that you haven't eaten the morning food, and is afraid that you will be hungry. Mother wants to take two cakes, and asks you to fill up first..."

Seeing a woman lying beside the door, Meng Shi was startled.

"...A Yao, this, this is?"

"A corpse, mother, there is wind here, you go back first, I'll go buy medicine, and I'll be back in a while."

After finishing speaking, he took the cake in Meng Shi's hand, and was about to help Meng Shi walk into Mantangchun.

However, Meng Shi interrupted him.

"Ayao, I think that woman is still alive?"

After speaking, she stepped forward.

The young Lang Mo frowned, and was about to stop him.

"Mom, a dead person is very unlucky, don't touch it!"

Meng Shi ignored it, stepped forward, and stretched out her hand to test the tip of the woman's nose.She turned her head and said to the boy with a smile.

"Ayao, it's not a dead person, it's still alive."

The young man stepped forward and supported Meng Shi.

"Since she is a living person, she will wake up after a while, and she will leave when she wakes up."

Suddenly, the young man felt a breeze.

"Mom, it's windy, let's go back?"

Meng Shi was kind-hearted, when she saw the disheveled woman in ragged clothes, she immediately felt pity.

"Ayao, let's save her, shall we?"

The young man frowned, thinking to himself: Save someone?Now, the money for my mother to take medicine and see a doctor is already very tight, so how can I have extra spare money to save people!

"Mother, my child thinks it's better not to meddle in other people's business, we..."

Meng Shi interrupted him.

"Ayao, saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Since God let us meet, it's fate, we can't just ignore death."

"But, mother..."

At this time, the woman slightly grasped the corner of the young man's clothes, and whispered weakly.

"Hungry......."

The young man was taken aback.

Meng Shi supports the woman.

"Ayao, help me quickly."

The young man came back to his senses, and helped to reach out to help the woman up.

The house is full of spring, in Meng Shi's room.

Meng Shi sat by the bed, took a wet handkerchief, and wiped the dirty face of the woman.

"Ayao, the porridge on the stove is ready, go and get a bowl."

"Yes."

When the young man came back and walked into the room.Seeing Meng Shi wiping the mud stains on the woman on the bed weakly, he quickly stepped forward and put the porridge on the wooden table beside the bed.

"Mother, you rest first, son come?"

Meng Shi raised her head and smiled lightly.

"Ayao, have you forgotten what your mother taught you about being a gentleman, men and women are very defensive? You are a man and she is a woman, how can you wipe the stains on her body?"

Immediately, a red cloud appeared on the fair cheeks of the young man.

"It's my son who is being abrupt."

Meng Shi put the dirty handkerchief in the basin.Looking at the unconscious woman on the bed, there was a hideous scar on her fair right face.Meng Shi couldn't help frowning.

"My daughter's family has no good looks, how can I find a good husband in the future. This girl is also a miserable person."

The young man glanced at the ferocious scar on the woman's face, and thought to himself: No matter how hard life is, is there a place where people in the deep water and hot Goulan are miserable?

Seeing Meng Shi getting up, the young man hurried to help her up.

Meng Shi sat on a chair beside her panting, she said to the young man.

"Ayao, you feed the girl porridge..."

Before she finished speaking, she coughed.

The young Lang Mo's eyebrows were furrowed, and he gently stroked Meng Shi's back.

"Mother, the medicine is ready, my son will take the medicine for you."

Meng Shi stopped him and said with a smile.

"No need. Mother is not too sick to walk. You are here to feed the girl porridge, and mother is going to take medicine."

The young man was unwilling, but he couldn't go against Meng Shi's intention.So he had to stay and feed.

After a few mouthfuls of porridge, the warmth in the abdomen slowly spread throughout the body.Gradually the woman became conscious and slowly opened her eyes.A pair of black and white eyes with agility met the woman's eyes.

The woman asked with a slightly hoarse voice.

"You saved me?"

Seeing the woman wake up, the young man's beautiful eyes were full of peace.

"Yes...it was my mother who saved you."

A mouthful of white porridge entered her stomach again, and the woman gradually regained her strength.

The aroma of porridge is very seductive. The woman twitched her lips.

"It's too slow for you to feed me spoonful by spoonful. I'll eat it myself."

After finishing speaking, she took the bowl from the young man's hand.

The boy was taken aback for a moment, the spoon in his right hand was frozen in mid-air.

I saw that the woman was weak and full of pride, she held the bowl in one hand, raised her mouth and gulped down the porridge like drinking water.

The woman handed the empty bowl to the boy.

"I'm not full, is there any porridge?"

The young man came back to his senses, took the empty bowl, walked to the table, took a bowl of porridge, walked to the bed, and handed it to the woman.

"Give."

The woman tied the bowl, raised her head and finished her drink again.She handed the empty bowl to the young man again.

"Is there any more? I'm not full yet."

After eating two bowls, still haven't eaten Bao? !The young man's handsome eyebrows twitched.

".......have."

After speaking, he took the empty bowl, walked to the table, took another bowl, and handed it to the woman.

The woman took the porridge and finished it with her head raised.

"Any more?"

The corners of the young man's eyes twitched, and he thought to himself: Three...Three bowls of porridge, are you still not full?This woman has a big appetite!Even Mantangchun's rough envoy girl is not as edible as she is!

"...You, are you still full?"

The woman nods.

"Ah."

The young man frowned, walked to the table, was about to eat porridge, but was stopped by the woman.

"Don't give me bowl by bowl, it will trouble you, and trouble me too. Can you give me the basin?"

The boy Lang Mo frowned even tighter, but he still took the basin for the woman.

The woman took the basin, took a large spoon, and began to eat spoon by spoon.

After a while, a pot of porridge bottomed out.

Seeing this scene, the young man's mouth twitched, thinking to himself: Isn't this woman's appetite too big? !Can eat more than a man like me!

"......You should be full by now, right?"

The woman touched her full stomach contentedly.

"I am full."

The young man looked at the bottom basin and thought to himself: This is my mother's and I's food today, and this woman ate it all!

Immediately, the young man raised his eyes and looked at the woman sadly.

That young man had a pair of beautiful eyes, no matter how sad the eyes were, they were still beautiful in the eyes of the woman.

"What's your name?"

The young man said coldly while cleaning up the bowls and bowls.

"Meng Yao."

"But Po Meng's Meng, Yao Guang's Yao?"

Meng Yao was taken aback, this Meng Po and Yao Guang are both gods, and this is the first time he has heard someone explain his name like this when he grows up.This woman is really strange.

"........Yes."

The corner of the woman's mouth curved into a smile.

"My name is Chi Meng. I'm not Chi Meng who is talking about dreams, but Chi You's Chi Meng. Thank you for saving me."

Meng Yao spoke calmly.

"You're welcome."

Relishing the sweetness in his mouth, Chi Meng asked with a smile.

"This white porridge is smooth, sweet and delicious. Did your mother make it?"

"I did not do that."

Chi Meng's eyes lit up.

"Wow! You are really amazing!"

Meng Yao's stature froze, he was the son of a prostitute, and he had lived in this place where fireworks and willow alleys existed since he was a child.Since he was a child, others have always insulted him for being such a lowly son of a whore, but no one has ever praised him for being great.

He turned his head and looked at the ugly woman leaning on the pillow, he asked in disbelief.

".......real?"

Chi Meng nodded.

"Really. You are really good."

Seeing the sincerity in her eyes, Meng Yao believed it.

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The author has something to say:

I feel sorry for Jin Guangyao, and hereby give him a happy ending, don't complain if you don't like it, thank you~