The wind carried the rain, as if looking for something on the ground, and it slammed into the east and west.
The rain became heavier and heavier, and it hit the ground like a scoop, making a "popping" sound.
Looking into the distance, the heavy rain was like a curtain of ash, turning the vision into a gray cloud, and nothing could be seen clearly.
Xun'er ran in this rain and mist, his body was soaked, his hair was scattered, and his black hair was clinging to his scalp, setting off his already pale face like a blank piece of paper.
Finally, he rushed under the verandah, covered his stomach and gasped for a few breaths, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and then walked to the room in front of him with his nose, looked left and right, pushed open the door and stepped in.
After closing the door, he exhaled deeply, but when he saw the motionless figure on the bed, his heart trembled slightly, and the tears he had just held back burst out of his eyes again, blending with the raindrops on his face.
He walked quickly to the bed, looked at Yan Niang's sleeping face, and said in his mouth, "Yan Niang, what should I do, Daddy and they are not here, and I don't know who to talk to," He slowly knelt on the ground, reached out and pulled Yan Niang's hand placed on the side of the brocade quilt, holding her delicate fingers, the heart he had been carrying was slightly lowered, and the tears stopped, and his mouth continued, "Yan Niang, something is wrong with this Cheng Mansion, very wrong, my aunt was killed, and she died so miserably Uncle and grandfather, it was like a different person, I was so scared when I saw him, he scolded his father today, and he scolded him very badly, I had never seen him like this before" Speaking of this, he sniffed again, and his cheek lightly pressed against the back of Yan Niang's hand, "Yan Niang, can you hear what I said?"
What exactly should I do now?
” Of course, the person on the bed did not respond to him, Yan Niang's face was ruddy now, and her eyelashes were gently rising and falling with her breathing, as if she had fallen into a sweet sleep.
Xun'er looked at her face in disappointment, sighed deeply, put her arm back on, turned her head and slowly paced to the door, but she was still unwilling, and turned back, carefully tucked the thin brocade quilt on Yan Niang's body, and said to her softly, "Yan Niang, when you lived in Xin'an Mansion during those days, you often taught me to read military books, you said, the reason why the Great Song Dynasty's national strength is weak is because there are too few people who can lead troops to fight, and you also said that it is important to memorize the art of war.
But the most important thing is to train the true ability to march and fight, so that we can serve the country and contribute to the country.
At that time, I couldn't even hold a sword, and I was tired after dancing a few times, and you were still angry with me at the time, and you didn't pay attention to me for a long time.
Now I promise you, if you wake up, I will smell the rooster dancing and practice swordsmanship diligently," he bit his lip and nodded solemnly to Yan Niang, "A gentleman is hard to chase after a horse, and I will never break my word." ” After saying this, he completely relieved his heart, glanced at the delicate face again, and turned to walk towards the door.
However, before the head was completely turned around, the corner of the eye caught a glimpse of Yan Niang's face darkening, her eyebrows like smoke and willows pulled down, and her eyelids slowly opened.
Xun'er was overjoyed in her heart, and pounced, "Yan Niang, Yan Niang, are you really awake?"
” Before he finished speaking, his heart suddenly sank, fell into his stomach, and he couldn't return to his place for a long time, and his body seemed to be frozen, unable to move.
I don't know how long it took, his body was finally able to move, so he hurriedly got up, and crawled more than a few feet, so he dared to hook his head slightly, and looked at the figure on the bed in shock.
Yan Niang was still the same, her eyes were closed, her chest was gently rising and falling, and there was no sign of waking up.
But just now, she opened her eyes clearly.
No, no, that person was not her, and at the moment when he pounced on Yan Niang, he clearly saw that the person who was smiling at him with his eyes open was an old woman, an old woman with a collapsed nose and sunken eyes and a hideous face.
The wind and rain outside the house made the door panel "creak", but even so, Xun'er still didn't want to stay in this room for a moment, he pushed open the door and rushed into the rain and fog, and ran towards the courtyard without looking back.
Fortunately, there are people outside now, and there is a faint voice of Cheng Muyou in the middle.
Xun'er felt a burst of heat in her heart, and her steps sped up a lot, shouting "Daddy" and rushing to the familiar figure, hugging his waist, as if grasping a life-saving straw.
Cheng Muyou was detailing the causes and consequences of the case to several officials from the government, when he suddenly was hugged tightly by his son, and he was a little embarrassed for a while, so he hurriedly pulled Xun'er away, frowned and reprimanded, "Didn't you see that your father was discussing important matters?"
What are you doing in such a hurry?
” "Daddy, Yan Niang, she is not, she should say Uncle Grandfather first, Uncle Grandfather is not quite right, Yan Niang is also" Before he finished speaking, he had already been pulled over by Cheng Yumo, who was standing aside, "Xun'er, now my cousin is going to go to the birch forest with these elder brothers, if there is anything, you wait for them to come back." ” "But but" Xun'er saw Cheng Muyou and a few officials put on their robes and hats, and were about to gallop away with their saddles, so they hurriedly shouted behind him, "Daddy." ” Cheng Muyou turned around, and saw Xun'er rushing out of Cheng Yumo's umbrella, shouting the word "careful" at himself with all his might, and the collar on his neck was soaked in rain and turned crimson, like blood.
The sound of sawing wood had been going on for two hours, and at first, Jiang Xixi felt that his head was filled with this torturous voice, and he was about to burst.
But when she got used to it, the sound made her drowsy, and the sound of the rain outside the tank was a harmonious lullaby, crushing the little bit of her consciousness that still had it.
So after countless battles, the four eyelids finally shook hands and made peace, and slowly stuck together.
Just as her spirit gradually drifted away, the sawing sound stopped abruptly and dissipated in the rain, and Jiang Xi suddenly woke up from sleeping, twisted his hand on his thighs, and forced himself to concentrate and listen to the movement in the room.
The sound of sawing wood did not sound again, Jiang Xi regretted that he was full of joy, took off the wooden board that was pressed on the top of the cylinder to keep out the rain, jumped out with his hand on the edge of the cylinder, and tiptoed to the courtyard wall, looking in through the hole in the wall.
There was no one in the courtyard, only a few planks that had finally been sawn off, and the door was open, but there was still no one inside.
Jiang Xixi was shocked, kicked open the wooden door and flashed into the courtyard, rushed to the backyard, only to find that there was a back door in this house, and at this moment, the gate was open, reflecting the dark gray rain curtain outside.