Chapter 4220: 4220
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Zhuang Xiaoyu suddenly opened her eyes and found that she had a nightmare. Outside the gauze tent, the luminous pearl hairpin was shining pale.
Zhuang Xiaoyu wiped his forehead, wet his hair with cold sweat, and his clothes were already wet.
The pillow was still empty, and Qin Wuyan didn't come back.
Zhuang Xiaoyu sat up, put on his clothes, put on his cloak, and went to find the nurse. "I want to go out. Please accompany me."
The nurse looked at the sky outside and planned to persuade her, but all the words she wanted to say were blocked in her throat.
The nurse asked, "Miss, where do you want to go in the middle of the night?"
"Go and see my brother." Zhuang Xiaoyu's face was calm, as if he were saying whether to eat steamed bread or rice today.
The suckling mother was startled. "Go and see the young master?"
"Well," said Zhuang Xiaoyu, "I dreamed of him."
The common people in Yuecheng especially believe in ghosts and gods. Zhuang Minghao has just been buried and has not been over seven. It is the time when Yin is the heaviest, and no one wants to approach.
Nanny didn't want to go either, but when she saw Zhuang Xiaoyu's appearance, her heart was horizontal. She thought that she was old enough to die. It was no big deal.
It's just to sacrifice her life to accompany the eldest lady. The nursing mother packed up, prepared the heater and helped Zhuang Xiaoyu out.
In the middle of the night, the guard outside the yard was disturbed. Seeing that Zhuang Xiaoyu had to go out so late, he was naturally worried and had to follow Zhuang Xiaoyu.
Suckling mothers are eager for these people to follow. They are more courageous and fatter.
Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't stop him, so he took these guards with him. The housekeeper got up all night and heard that Zhuang Xiaoyu was going to the cemetery to see Zhuang Minghao. He felt that his scalp was numb, but he couldn't beat Zhuang Xiaoyu. He had to prepare a carriage for her and wanted to go with her.
Zhuang Xiaoyu refused. There was a father in the house and he couldn't leave for a moment. Zhuang Xiaoyu asked the housekeeper to stay in the house and took the nursing mother with him.
At first, Zhuang Xiaoyu was afraid that Zhuang Minghao would end up with no bones like Zhuang Mingyan. Zhuang Xiaoyu originally planned to cremate Zhuang Minghao and put the ashes in the jar.
But because Zhuang Minghao was physically crippled and had no tongue, he could not be regarded as a complete person, so he had to go to earth for peace without cremation.
And the selected place is not a geomantic treasure land, but the dealer is in a villa on the outskirts of the city, so as not to be stolen by the enemy.
The carriage went all the way. The night was cold and quiet. The sky was dark, like a black hole with no end in sight.
The guard who rode the road twisted two lanterns in his hand, and the sound of wheels and hoofs was particularly loud at night.
Zhuang Xiaoyu sat by the door of the carriage and looked out through the curtain blown by the night wind, as if looking at a void.
Occasionally, trees and jungles flit by on both sides of the official road.
I don't know how long I walked. Finally, I arrived at the farmer's farm. The guard pushed the door open. The nursing mother helped Zhuang Xiaoyu in, and heard the thunderous snoring of the old man guarding the tomb.
There was no fire in the room, and there was a faint smell of wine in the air.
The old man guarding the tomb probably fell asleep after drinking wine. The stove in the firewood room had no temperature.
Zhuang Xiaoyu took out the incense and paper money prepared by the housekeeper, put incense on the grave, burned the paper money, and whispered to Zhuang Minghao: "Brother, it's my fault that I haven't recognized you for so long. I didn't mean it, and I don't believe you would blame me so much in your dream. I'm your sister who loved you from childhood, but I've never done anything for you. I'm sorry, I'm so useless!"
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Zhuang Xiaoyu suddenly opened her eyes and found that she had a nightmare. Outside the gauze tent, the luminous pearl hairpin was shining pale.
Zhuang Xiaoyu wiped his forehead, wet his hair with cold sweat, and his clothes were already wet.
The pillow was still empty, and Qin Wuyan didn't come back.
Zhuang Xiaoyu sat up, put on his clothes, put on his cloak, and went to find the nurse. "I want to go out. Please accompany me."
The nurse looked at the sky outside and planned to persuade her, but all the words she wanted to say were blocked in her throat.
The nurse asked, "Miss, where do you want to go in the middle of the night?"
"Go and see my brother." Zhuang Xiaoyu's face was calm, as if he were saying whether to eat steamed bread or rice today.
The suckling mother was startled. "Go and see the young master?"
"Well," said Zhuang Xiaoyu, "I dreamed of him."
The common people in Yuecheng especially believe in ghosts and gods. Zhuang Minghao has just been buried and has not been over seven. It is the time when Yin is the heaviest, and no one wants to approach.
Nanny didn't want to go either, but when she saw Zhuang Xiaoyu's appearance, her heart was horizontal. She thought that she was old enough to die. It was no big deal.
It's just to sacrifice her life to accompany the eldest lady. The nursing mother packed up, prepared the heater and helped Zhuang Xiaoyu out.
In the middle of the night, the guard outside the yard was disturbed. Seeing that Zhuang Xiaoyu had to go out so late, he was naturally worried and had to follow Zhuang Xiaoyu.
Suckling mothers are eager for these people to follow. They are more courageous and fatter.
Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't stop him, so he took these guards with him. The housekeeper got up all night and heard that Zhuang Xiaoyu was going to the cemetery to see Zhuang Minghao. He felt that his scalp was numb, but he couldn't beat Zhuang Xiaoyu. He had to prepare a carriage for her and wanted to go with her.
Zhuang Xiaoyu refused. There was a father in the house and he couldn't leave for a moment. Zhuang Xiaoyu asked the housekeeper to stay in the house and took the nursing mother with him.
At first, Zhuang Xiaoyu was afraid that Zhuang Minghao would end up with no bones like Zhuang Mingyan. Zhuang Xiaoyu originally planned to cremate Zhuang Minghao and put the ashes in the jar.
But because Zhuang Minghao was physically crippled and had no tongue, he could not be regarded as a complete person, so he had to go to earth for peace without cremation.
And the selected place is not a geomantic treasure land, but the dealer is in a villa on the outskirts of the city, so as not to be stolen by the enemy.
The carriage went all the way. The night was cold and quiet. The sky was dark, like a black hole with no end in sight.
The guard who rode the road twisted two lanterns in his hand, and the sound of wheels and hoofs was particularly loud at night.
Zhuang Xiaoyu sat by the door of the carriage and looked out through the curtain blown by the night wind, as if looking at a void.
Occasionally, trees and jungles flit by on both sides of the official road.
I don't know how long I walked. Finally, I arrived at the farmer's farm. The guard pushed the door open. The nursing mother helped Zhuang Xiaoyu in, and heard the thunderous snoring of the old man guarding the tomb.
There was no fire in the room, and there was a faint smell of wine in the air.
The old man guarding the tomb probably fell asleep after drinking wine. The stove in the firewood room had no temperature.
Zhuang Xiaoyu took out the incense and paper money prepared by the housekeeper, put incense on the grave, burned the paper money, and whispered to Zhuang Minghao: "Brother, it's my fault that I haven't recognized you for so long. I didn't mean it, and I don't believe you would blame me so much in your dream. I'm your sister who loved you from childhood, but I've never done anything for you. I'm sorry, I'm so useless!"
Zhuang Xiaoyu suddenly opened her eyes and found that she had a nightmare. Outside the gauze tent, the luminous pearl hairpin was shining pale.Zhuang Xiaoyu wiped his forehead, wet his hair with cold sweat, and his clothes were already wet.The pillow was still empty, and Qin Wuyan didn't come back.Zhuang Xiaoyu sat up, put on his clothes, put on his cloak, and went to find the nurse. "I want to go out. Please accompany me."The nurse looked at the sky outside and planned to persuade her, but all the words she wanted to say were blocked in her throat.The nurse asked, "Miss, where do you want to go in the middle of the night?""Go and see my brother." Zhuang Xiaoyu's face was calm, as if he were saying whether to eat steamed bread or rice today.The suckling mother was startled. "Go and see the young master?""Well," said Zhuang Xiaoyu, "I dreamed of him."The common people in Yuecheng especially believe in ghosts and gods. Zhuang Minghao has just been buried and has not been over seven. It is the time when Yin is the heaviest, and no one wants to approach.Nanny didn't want to go either, but when she saw Zhuang Xiaoyu's appearance, her heart was horizontal. She thought that she was old enough to die. It was no big deal.It's just to sacrifice her life to accompany the eldest lady. The nursing mother packed up, prepared the heater and helped Zhuang Xiaoyu out.In the middle of the night, the guard outside the yard was disturbed. Seeing that Zhuang Xiaoyu had to go out so late, he was naturally worried and had to follow Zhuang Xiaoyu.Suckling mothers are eager for these people to follow. They are more courageous and fatter.Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't stop him, so he took these guards with him. The housekeeper got up all night and heard that Zhuang Xiaoyu was going to the cemetery to see Zhuang Minghao. He felt that his scalp was numb, but he couldn't beat Zhuang Xiaoyu. He had to prepare a carriage for her and wanted to go with her.Zhuang Xiaoyu refused. There was a father in the house and he couldn't leave for a moment. Zhuang Xiaoyu asked the housekeeper to stay in the house and took the nursing mother with him.At first, Zhuang Xiaoyu was afraid that Zhuang Minghao would end up with no bones like Zhuang Mingyan. Zhuang Xiaoyu originally planned to cremate Zhuang Minghao and put the ashes in the jar.But because Zhuang Minghao was physically crippled and had no tongue, he could not be regarded as a complete person, so he had to go to earth for peace without cremation.And the selected place is not a geomantic treasure land, but the dealer is in a villa on the outskirts of the city, so as not to be stolen by the enemy.The carriage went all the way. The night was cold and quiet. The sky was dark, like a black hole with no end in sight.The guard who rode the road twisted two lanterns in his hand, and the sound of wheels and hoofs was particularly loud at night.Zhuang Xiaoyu sat by the door of the carriage and looked out through the curtain blown by the night wind, as if looking at a void.Occasionally, trees and jungles flit by on both sides of the official road.I don't know how long I walked. Finally, I arrived at the farmer's farm. The guard pushed the door open. The nursing mother helped Zhuang Xiaoyu in, and heard the thunderous snoring of the old man guarding the tomb.There was no fire in the room, and there was a faint smell of wine in the air.The old man guarding the tomb probably fell asleep after drinking wine. The stove in the firewood room had no temperature.Zhuang Xiaoyu took out the incense and paper money prepared by the housekeeper, put incense on the grave, burned the paper money, and whispered to Zhuang Minghao: "Brother, it's my fault that I haven't recognized you for so long. I didn't mean it, and I don't believe you would blame me so much in your dream. I'm your sister who loved you from childhood, but I've never done anything for you. I'm sorry, I'm so useless!"
