Ninety-ninth bowl of soup on the other side (4)

Auntie is very old.

Her illness is a heart disease. She has been dying for many years, and the medicine is not effective, so she doesn't want to toss anymore. Anyway, this life has also survived, so that she can save people from suffering. Although she had a bad life in the first half of her life, she really enjoyed a great blessing in the second half of her life.

Her hair is gray and sparse, and her face is densely wrinkled. The torture and pain of the past few decades made her older than ordinary people. When Qinghuan saw her, she was actually dim-eyed and couldn't tell who was coming. Only the young slave who has taken care of her for many years is still familiar.

Her room is simple and clean, and it can be seen that she is well taken care of. Ding Yangyang looked at the visitor for a long time before realizing that it was the son of the world. When he was about to salute, he was stopped by Qi Fuming: "Don't be polite. I heard that you are not feeling well. I will take my sister to take a look. You. Qing Huan, come here."

Hearing this name, the auntie raised her head foolishly, and what caught her eye was a small and beautiful face, and her brows were even somewhat similar to her Qinghuan. Qing Huan sat down by the bed and held her aunt's hand: "Hello Auntie, I am Qing Huan."

"Good boy...good boy..." the aunt kept saying that she was a good boy, staring at her eyebrows over and over again. Even the green slave was a little surprised. The little princess's birth was really like the Qinghuan girl. Could it be that she was reincarnated?

Qinghuan touched Auntie's wrinkled face, the painful look on her face slowly faded, and after a while she fell asleep sleepily. Qinghuan could tell that her aunt had passed away soon. There is pity and sympathy in her heart, but to her, the things in her lifetime are like passing away. There is no difference between her aunt and any world she has been to, and any mother who loves her.

Because my aunt was ill, Qing Nu was afraid that she would get sick at a young age, so he asked them to sit in the side hall and have tea, while whispering: "My aunt is getting sicker recently. Calling the girl's name, the slave and maid had thought her aunt had looked away after so many years."

"Mother and daughter are connected, how can my aunt be good?" Qing Huan said lightly, and took another look. "But it doesn't matter, people die like a lamp, and she won't be sad anymore soon."

After reincarnation, even the name "Qing Huan" will be forgotten, and naturally will not remember that there was such a relationship between mother and daughter. Everyone who remembers her will eventually forget, only she will live forever with the memory.

There is not much she can do for her aunt. She can only make her feel sick in the rest of the time, and nothing else.

At this time, the people came to report that it was the grandfather who had returned to the house. Hearing that the grandpa was here, we specially invited the grandpa to give a report. Qi Fuming knew in his heart what the grandfather was looking for, it must be for those mysterious people, but the younger sister was here and brought it over, fearing that she would know the content of their discussion and would not bring it over, and even the grandfather would not see it again. It's a bit rude. In the end, he decided to go there by himself and asked Aunt Qingnu to take her around Xiangfu.

The environment of Xiangfu is quiet and quiet, and there are not many people. Qing Nu told her that the maiden is very lonely. He never interacts with people or makes friends. He is a violent and straight minister. Because of this, the sage places great trust in him because he doesn’t. Form gangs, let alone party and selfishness, and are alone, without wives and children, and have no worries.

The most planted in Xiangfu is bamboo. The koi in the lotus pond swims and is clear and visible. The whole Xiangfu is quiet, except for the singing of birds and cicadas. There are no other noises. It is very suitable for self-cultivation.

Aunt Qingnu was very nagging. She was used to worrying about it. She said that she didn’t understand until now that she was so talented and talented. How could she be alone at this age? It reminded her of her former master, could it be She has a bad life and affected her master?

Qing Huan comforted her a few words, Qing Nu seemed to feel a little better, but soon began to murmur. It is said that the grandfather has taken care of his aunt for decades, and he is more filial and considerate than his own son, and the only way to see him occasionally smile in front of the aunt. The aunt always feels that she is dragging the grandfather. The grandfather is in a high position and is born again. Fengshen was handsome, and many women liked him, but he was pure-hearted and unwilling to be like a monk. He was the only one left in the Jing family line, and he didn't plan to keep a little incense.

Qinghuan listened quietly to the nag of the Qing slave. She probably had been depressed for a long time, and no one could tell. It was rare to see Qinghuan who had a good temper and was not afraid of leaking secrets, so she also talked a lot uncontrollably, and even mentioned The grandfather used to be worthy of a dark marriage, and Mrs. Ghost is still supported by him in the house. In other words, Mrs. Ghost is actually a childhood sweetheart. It is only God's will to make people ruin each other's lives by hatred.

The beautiful woman has passed away, the news is murky, and the living grandfather is burdened with remorse and sin, and he tortures himself day after day, living like an ascetic monk. He is the year of his destiny, and most of the other officials about his age have returned to their hometowns. He has still worked hard so far, dealing with things day and night until the **** crows, three vegetarian meals, a few sets of clothes a year but a change of clothes, every year Family reunion during the festival, the Xiangfu will always be deserted.

Live as if dead.

Qing Huan sighed lightly, no relatives, no friends, no wives and children. Isn't he alive and dead? It's just that the dead still has family members who want to burn the paper money, but he is alone here.

After talking for a long time, Qing Nu realized that the quiet little girl beside her was not just anyone, but the beloved princess of Chang'an. She quickly confessed the crime and whispered, if that girl is still alive, Everyone is happy.

That girl is a scar on everyone's heart. It doesn't matter if you don't pay attention to it. Once you think of it, it will hurt your heart and your lungs. Qing Nu thought about it, but his eyes were sour, and he murmured: "...The slave and maid can live to this day, it was the girl who replaced me..." Otherwise, she should suffer the crimes, but the girl will suffer them. The young slaves have regretted all these years. I hate myself for being so unprepared, I didn't realize that the girl had moved instead of my mind.

Qing Huan smiled slightly and said: "That was what she was willing to do, not to mention, in that situation, she was the most suitable candidate."

Qing Nu remembered that there were countless things to say back then, but Qi Fuming had already come to take people, and Qing Huanchao told Qing Nu before his brother left: "That girl has never regretted it. She has already accepted her destiny, why Qing Aunt Nu can't let go of it?"

Qi Fuming took her little hand, Qing Huan walked to him, and saw the man with a cold look and wearing a gray robe. He is getting old, with wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, but he is not old, but he is still handsome and tall, and the growth of the years only adds to the extraordinary and outstanding bearing in his eyes. It's just that he stood there, it was a deserted painting, like a pool of cold lake water, without the slightest ripples.

When I saw her, I just glanced at her and turned away.

Afraid of her misunderstanding, Qi Fuming quickly explained: "The grandfather is such a personality, he saw that the saint and father are the same." It was the mother who came, and the grandfather did the same.

Qing Huan smiled: "I don't mind."

That's good. Qi Fuming touched her head: "Let's go, don't disturb the grandfather and be clean." Anyway, things are almost discussed.

Qing Nu sent them to the gate of Xiangfu. After getting on the carriage, Qi Fuming sighed. Qing Huan looked at him, and he showed distress: "Sister Huan, how can you say that there is such a person like a grandfather in the world? ? No matter how big the crime is, the good deeds he has done for so many years should be worth it."

Worrying about the country and the people, doing everything personally, Dasong is strong because of him, and the people are prosperous because of him, but he still traps himself and refuses to come out. Unlike Qing Wang and others who had experienced the events of the year, Qi Fuming, who knew what had happened, didn't think the grandfather had committed any serious crimes.

He said this, and asked Qinghuan this way: "Do you think he is really inexcusable?"

Qing Huan didn't answer, but instead asked, "What do you think, brother?"

"In that case, I choose Jiangshan Sheji or the woman I like. If it is me, I will also choose the first one." Compared with the country and the people, personal selfishness has to be let go, not to mention the master. It's not that you ignore it.

Qing Huan smiled: "You can't have both fish and bear's paws."

"It's this gift." Qi Fuming nodded.

Qing Huan asked again: "If I were that Qing Huan, could my brother be so relaxed?"

"That..." Qi Fuming thought about it seriously. "I'm afraid it won't work, even if I know that choosing a country is correct, in my own heart, I am afraid I will hate that person to the bone."

"So mother and aunt have hated him for years, don't they?" Qing Huan smiled. "I really want to say it wrong, he is wrong, but he is wrong in that he should not harm the innocent, let alone rely on the girl's love to behave recklessly and repeatedly use words to hurt her." Even if his behavior is always duplicity, he should say something bad. Cold in June can also make people feel discouraged. "Intellectually, he is controlled by hatred, and he is constantly struggling emotionally. At the end, he is destined to reach that point."

By now, Qing Huan has long been able to calmly and rationally treat each and every piece of her life. Compared with the person who was filled with righteous indignation for her, she thought that the person was wrong, but it was not so exaggerated.

"If you use a country to change a person, if you are a brother, will your brother do it?" Qing Huan poured herself a cup of tea. "What's more, if you acted by the humiliated people in the past, you will succeed, and you will not let the girl go. If you hand over the marching map and the grain and grass, hundreds of thousands of troops will be destroyed once, and the enemy will invade, and all the people will die. , The grandfather will bear greater sins, how many families will be destroyed overnight, and everyone will become slaves to the country. Is it correct? The most important thing is."

She laughed. "That girl has already let go, why are the living people so obsessed with it?"

"That girl was tortured by a cruel and inhuman enemy. It was not the master. I really want to resent, but should I hate the enemy? The master was conceited when he was young, and he was wrong in feelings, but he asked for justice in the country. Worthy of it."

It was only afterwards that there were great changes and too many trends beyond the control of manpower.