Chapter 1857

All day long, outside the valley of the emperor, there were joys and sorrows, and yellow papers all over the sky.

Yang Tiantian is in the valley. It's hard to describe her mood.

She was very excited when she first heard such a big noise.

After living in the valley of the emperor for more than half a year, she never saw anyone else except the second eldest brother.

Although the environment here is good, the air is good, and the food is green and pollution-free, there is also a dream in the middle of the night to invade her king, giving her younger and more charming appearance.

However, people are gregarious animals, after the lack of communication, anyone will be bored to the bottom of his heart.

Yang Tiantian wants to meet a few people and talk.

Even if it's just a greeting.

Of course, she's not content to say hello.

She also wanted to ask his daughter and son-in-law what they were like now.

How is her daughter, who was forced to be a housekeeper, now.

However, when the sad music sounds, all the excitement of Yang Tiantian disappears.

It seems to be infected by the sadness, with a frown.

Such a big movement can only be attributed to the death of some people in 800 villages who want to be buried in the valley of the emperor.

Who on earth died?

In a small village with a total of 100 people, where 800 people have lived for so long, Yang Tiantian can bring the number of people in the village upside down.

They are all good people with simple temperament. No matter which one dies, it's a sad thing.

The best result is that the old people will die.

It's true that 800 villagers are all strong martial arts experts. They don't necessarily get any diseases or die in an accident.

Well, it must be the oldest man who left.

Eight hundred Li, who is the oldest?

Yang Tiantian can't help but look back at the second elder who is cleaning the imperial tower in the valley.

A year ago, the second eldest brother went out to drink his grandson's full moon wine.

It seems that he is the only one in the 800 generation.

The old man is not dead. Who else can die?

Yang Tiantian dare not think about it.

I'll wait in the valley.

Just waiting for the funeral procession to come down, she can join in and send the dead for the last journey.

Who would have thought, from sunrise to sunset, that drum music all day, with the fall of night completely disappeared.

Except for the paper money floating everywhere, no one came in at all.

Yang Tiantian doesn't know where she is, but she can't run out of the valley to see what's going on, so she has to go back to her cabin and have an early rest.

At the same time, the room where Yang Tiantian once lived was the room where Yue Zitong had a rest last night.

The simple mourning hall was set up. Yue Zitong, who had been crying all day, knelt down in front of the throne with tears running dry. His whole body was shaking and he could fall down at any time.

"Zitong, go and have a rest. Here, I'll keep watch. "

Li Nanfang came over and put his hand around Yue Zitong's shoulder.

On this day, he really didn't know how to describe his mood.

Seeing aunt Yue crying heartbroken, he felt the guilt of accidentally killing his mother-in-law.

But, in addition to the old man in the morning after a hard beat, no one blame him.

What makes him even more surprised is that when people face Yue Zitong, they all look embarrassed.

I love Yue Zitong. It's understandable.

Where did that inexplicable embarrassment come from?

Li Nanfang really didn't understand. He just waited until the evening when Aunt Yue was settled, and then he went to ask erlengzi and Shitou.

In a place as big as 800, it's absolutely a big deal to die.

Especially erlenzi, they always respect their mother-in-law and must know the whole process of her death.

At last, he persuaded Yue Zitong to have a rest in his room.

Looking at his aunt Yue who is about to faint, but still holding his sleeve and saying, "Li Nanfang, I have only one relative, please don't leave me", Li NanFang's whole feeling is very bad.

After all, he comforted Yue Zitong to sleep. Then he went back to the hall.

Kneel down respectfully and change into three new candles to make sure that the lamp is always on.

Li Nanfang reached out and took out a bag of mint rock candy from his pocket.

At 800, Yue Zitong prepared a whole car of gifts, but because of the road problems, he abandoned them all in the deep mountains.

Li Nanfang only brought a gourmet ginseng, a gourmet Ganoderma lucidum and two bags of rock sugar.

The herbal medicine is used to tonify the body of the teacher's mother.

This rock candy is naturally prepared for erlengzi.

As long as there's this thing, I don't believe those guys can't tell the cause of my mother-in-law's death.

The idea is very good, but when Li Nanfang wants to put it into action, a dark wind blows, driving the incense smoke directly into his nostrils.

Li Nanfang, who was quite energetic, knelt there without warning and fell asleep.

Ordinary incense candle can't make people dizzy.

Even if it's really fragrant, it can't affect his special constitution.

But he just drooped his head and looked like he was in a coma.

Fortunately, the sleeping time is not long.

Almost half of the time, Li NanFang's eyes opened again, but his empty eyes were blank. After he got up, he acted like a ghost.

A whoosh.

As if he had been blown away by the wind, he flew out of the door and walked quickly in the direction of the valley of the kings.

In the main room, the old man and his teacher's mother looked at each other. They could do nothing but sigh deeply.

Next door, Xie Qingshang and Xue Xinghan, sitting on their own wall, are also facing Li NanFang's back, but shaking their heads.

They can't enter the valley of the emperor, and they can't follow Li Nanfang to find out.

But that night, with the cold wind faintly came the woman's voice, but it is clear to tell them what is happening.

"What's the matter?"

Xue's mother-in-law kicked the broken tiles at her feet. The willow leaves bent their eyebrows and stood up. She scolded fiercely: "I don't believe that boy. I don't feel anything about him. I'll wait for tomorrow. I'll take the next dose of medicine and let him not lift it for half a year!"

This said, let Xie Qing hurt, can't help shivering all over, want to say a few compliments with a smile.

But the words to the mouth, and changed the tone: "Alas, useless, there is that evil dragon in, you under the medicine how can work."

"So let's just watch this ridiculous thing go on?"

"I can't do without looking. There will always be an end. The evil dragon should not dig its own grave. After all, Yue Zitong is the most important thing for him and it. "

Xie Qingshang said and helped her mother-in-law down from the wall.

It's another snowy night.

It's the spring dream in the wind and snow again.

Yang Tiantian always feels that the dream is so real.

It's not the first time that Yang Guang came to find her in his dream. At that time, he came every day on time for two or three months. Just like work, he didn't even have the time to be late and leave early.

However, in the dream at that time, no matter how Yang Guang pinched her.

Her sensory nerves all seem to become extremely dull, just a little bit of pain.

But more than half a year later, Yang Guang was lucky again that her rude behavior, especially when her black hands slapped her buttocks mercilessly, would bring more stimulation to her.

Let her feel more real and comfortable.

Yang Tiantian has already let go.

Therefore, she always accepted Yang Guang's request, even actively catered to it. When the emperor wanted to have a rest, she would turn away from the guests and try her best to get more.

Good old saying.

Decades of persistence, but also can not stop the moment of depravity.

The noble, elegant, beautiful and dignified Yang Tiantian is absolutely more licentious in her dream.

Anyway, it's a dream. There's nothing to worry about.

But when she really woke up and saw the dry white stain on the bed, she finally felt the real fear.

Isn't it a dream?

Li Nanfang is also thinking about the same problem.

When he opened his eyes, the sky had come to the edge of darkness.

There was a tranquility around, only the sound of the burning lamp baking the plastic film against the wind.

Scared, he quickly put on a new lamp, and again knelt down nine times, respectfully incense, add incense burner do not know when to burn out.

Everything is ready. He just wants to wash his face in cold water and wake up.

As a result, when he saw the shadow reflected in the basin, no matter how cold the weather was, he couldn't see the cold sweat on his forehead.

On his neck, there are two obvious kisses, and the tips of his fingers are wrapped with a soft hair.

Where does hair come from?

How does the kiss mark appear?

Li Nanfang didn't have time to think about it. He just wanted to remember who the woman in the dream was.

He remembered that the woman should be Yue Zitong's.

Yes, aunt Yue.

Although she is gentler and more charming than aunt Yue, her appearance will not be too different.

When he had this dream yesterday, he thought it over very seriously.

Maybe it's because he really wants to marry Yue Zitong. He can't help but think about what she will look like after marriage.

The day has thought, the night has dream.

It's normal.

But how to today, it becomes "night has a dream, day has evidence".

The kiss mark can't be gnawed by Yue Zitong.

This hair is also much smoother than aunt Yue's greasy hair, which hasn't been washed for two or three days.

Li Nanfang was frightened.

He stood there for a long time, facing the cold water, until his teacher's mother appeared, which brought him back to reality from confusion.

"South, have dinner. After a night's work, you are tired too. Have a good rest after dinner. Don't wear yourself out just because you are filial. If your mother-in-law knows, she won't be at ease there. "

"Well, I understand, ma'am."

"Well, South, you remember that she will always be your mother-in-law. No matter how ridiculous things used to be, you must respect your mother-in-law. Do you understand?"

After that, the teacher's mother turned to another room and called Yue Zitong to get up for dinner.

Li Nanfang was in the same place again.

Do you have to respect your mother-in-law?

When did I not respect my mother-in-law.

Yes, there was a time when mother-in-law gave her son-in-law a piece of nonsense.

But why didn't my teacher's mother believe her south.

Her South always remembers the lesson.

Li Nanfang was so confused by his teacher's mother that he became even more restless. After a quick breakfast, he went to sleep.

This sleep, can be called dark, the sun and the moon turn.

If it wasn't for the smell of stewed rabbit from Lao Xie's family, Li Nanfang would have slept with him forever.

It was dark.

He got up in a daze and ran quietly to Lao Xie's house. After eating half a pot of rabbit meat and drinking most of the broth, he finally felt alive.

It's good to have enough.

Why care about Xue's mother-in-law's fierce eyes, and the strange Chinese medicine flavor in the broth.

Back home again, Yue Zitong, who has been kneeling all day, is still in a bad mental state.

Can see Li Nanfang appear, she still strong up, holding the little nephew's arm, nestled in his arms, whispered: "south, let's get married."