I rewrote family history

Chapter 111 I finally met the photo

The gray-white fox followed Xu Erlian out of the house, and looked at the pair of boys and girls.

The alleys were pitch black.Surrounded by civilian households, there are no masters living there, so lighting up lamps is an extravagant thing, only a few sporadic ones still have dim lights.Of course there are no street lights.The orange light shrouded through the lamp, illuminating half of its body.

It cautiously moved over, trying to press its front paws on the boy's hand to remind him.But its front paws were stagnant in mid-air and stiffened for a while, but in the end it couldn't get over it.

With what reason to stop all this?
Future threats?
Once the Zhao family knew that a maid was having an affair with a young man, what would happen?It shouldn't be too much trouble.Qiu He is a shrewd and calculating person. She knows and understands that the Zhao family's rules cannot be controlled by Xu Ke.Just like how Zhao Jiashu and Xu Erlianzi prepared to give Qiuhe to the boy on the first day they met.

As for the law? The "Temporary Agreement" strictly prohibits the sale and purchase of human beings, and prohibits slavery.As Qiuhe said before at the gate of the courtyard, Xu Erlian regarded her as Zhao Jiashu's private property...This inherent feudal concept of superiority and inferiority is wrong.

If it stops it, it will be no different from the members of the Xu clan who raped Xu Er Lengzi.

They all put feudal rules and regulations on young people.

It looks forward to meeting Xu Erlianzi and her again in this time and space.But it doesn't want to turn the original free love into an arranged marriage like a feudal big family.

Just like when facing the girl on Wednesday, it didn't stop or help, it became a bystander.

Everyone makes mistakes...

The lantern in his hand fell, and the candle flickered and went out in an instant.

It was similar to the last time in the black lacquered corridor, except that this time it was Xu Erlian who hugged Qiuhe in his arms, and he tried his best to get the girl's fragrance.This kind of breaking of taboos and forgetting about gentleman's etiquette made him vaguely see the dawn of a kind of "freedom".

Qiuhe is afraid of the rules of the Zhao family, and he is also afraid of the rules outside.

He was supposed to be an unrestrained field boy, but step by step, he has been disciplined into an appearance he doesn't know.Qiu He said that she was not greedy for his fame, and she did not seek anything from him at all.

There is a small bamboo forest at the corner of the lane.

A man and a woman stumbled in.

After the thick bamboo was bent several times, Xu Er let out a rough gasp. He straightened his long gown, hesitated for a moment, and handed the rough handkerchief on his body to Qiuhe.

The villagers are no strangers to the relationship between men and women.When he was a child, he and his playmates would use stones to smash wild dogs with connected tails, and he would secretly watch scenes of cowherds and shepherds breeding animals.

Animals are basically the same as humans.

He sat on a pile of bricks and stones beside the bamboo forest, picked up the torch from his arms, opened the plug, and looked at the unburned sparks inside.The lantern was right at his feet, he thought for a while, then took back the torch, and did not light the candle in this lantern.

"I don't want anything from you, really. You don't want to marry me, it's true. I won't be a concubine." Qiu He walked out from the bamboo forest, and she sat beside Xu Er , "You must be regretting it in your heart now. You have provoked me so well, and it can be solved with a few cents in a brothel."

"Don't worry, even if Master, Madam and Young Master beat me to death, I will not reveal your name."

She rested her chin on her hand, stared at the boy in front of her, and added.

The bet-like oath was uttered from Qiu He's mouth, and Xu Er's stupid face was slightly moved. He tilted his head, stretched out his hand, and played with the hair hanging from the girl's ear.

This hair is like a dog's tail, fluffy.

He twisted it into a circle and wrapped it around his hand.

"I am my father's fourth daughter, called Laidi. I was sold to the Zhao family at the age of seven and became a maidservant of the Zhao family, three years later than Xiao Baozi. The next month's money was paid every month, and we worked together The monthly silver for maidservants is also different, I only had seven cents per month a few years ago, but later it was more, and counting the rewards from the masters, I can save one yuan, three or four a month, which is much more comfortable than outsiders..."

"I saved the money. In two or three months, after I survive this winter, I will redeem myself and go home. My father said that he saved the dowry for me. When I go back, he will find me a good husband. .I know that he is definitely not as good as you and the young master, but it's fine, as long as he is practical and capable."

Qiuhe confided in a slow voice.

In the past, she would not say these words easily.This world is very cold, no one will sympathize with a maidservant who is sold to a rich family, they all think that they are going to enjoy the blessing.But in Zhao's family, they are also maidservants, and their experiences are more or less similar, and there is nothing to tell.

"Alright..."

Xu Er opened his mouth in a daze, but couldn't even say any comforting words.For a long time, he could only express sympathy for Qiuhe's experience with the word "Ye Hao".Is he Ying sympathy for Qiu He's future husband?It's nothing to be sympathetic to.The beautiful servant girl who entered into a rich family's house was already unclean by the time she left the house.It is impossible for the husband-in-law who married Qiuhe to not understand this truth before sending the letter of appointment.

"Master Xu, if you want me from now on, just tell me."

"Before I got married..."

Qiu He smiled. She snatched the torch from the boy's hand and lit the lantern on the ground.When the dim light came on, she had straightened up, "Thank you for the lantern, I will ask Auntie Da Ya to return it to you tomorrow. Goodbye, Xu Cong."

The small slim figure disappeared into the alley.

"Master Hu, why didn't you stop me..."

Xu Er was still sitting in a daze, and he glanced at the gray and white fox squatting on one side.He blushed a bit and returned to calm.He knew that Hu Immortal might have seen and heard his and Qiu He's presumptuousness just now.But the fox fairy is just a fox, so don't take it too seriously.

He said this to the fox fairy, not because he blamed it, but because he didn't understand it a little bit in his heart.The Fox Immortal is the Immortal Baojia, so it doesn't know that after rolling around in the bamboo forest with Qiuhe... he may be in trouble.

The gray-white fox shook his head, but said nothing.

Whether it's Xu Er's fool or Xu San'er, too much interference is not a good thing.More than ten days ago, it asked Xu San'er to heal his legs. Although it was a good intention, it almost turned Xu San'er's face.If it wasn't for its "immortal" status, Xu San'er might have killed it with a single spear.

Cattle and sheep need to be trained with the whip, but people do not.

"Alright."

Seeing that Hu Immortal didn't answer, Xu Er stood up and said these two words again.

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modern.

Xijing, inpatient department.

The door of Ward 315.

"Dad, I discussed it with my aunt and my second uncle. Let the old man see the photos. The doctor said that the old man is recovering well recently. I asked the doctor. If the old man feels unwell, he will rescue him immediately... ..."

After typing these words in the memo, Xu Qing hesitated, copied and pasted these words into the chat software, and sent them to Xu Jianwen.

"Dad: Well, fine, you decide."

After a while, a reply came from the notification bar of the mobile phone.

"Auntie, if the old man gets agitated later, you must appease him..."

Xu Qing said to the old Xu Rong.

After speaking, the two entered the ward again and stayed by the old man's side.

"Grandpa, I remember you said last time that Mr. took you to a photo studio to take a photo. My dad went to Xinye County, Henan Province. There... Hongwen Hall is no longer there, but he was found in the school history museum. You describe a somewhat similar photo, would you... want to take a look at it?"

Xu Qing asked the old man for his opinion.

Some old things, the elderly may not necessarily want to see them again.

The stories the old man told were just stories to them, but to him, they were the real past.Old memories may touch the sweetness of memories, or they may touch scars one after another.

Their juniors have already made their choices, and now it's the old man's turn.

"Qing'er, open it. Grandpa is fine."

Xu Cong glanced at Xu Qing's smartphone with a bright screen on it.

After a while, the phone slid, and a photo of the years was revealed.This is a yellowed black and white photo in a glass frame.There are three people in the photo, a couple, and a young master.

"Sir, mistress..."

Xu Cong was startled, staring closely at the couple, he muttered to himself, "Same! It hasn't changed! It's been so long... He is my husband Liu Changda, and the other woman is my wife. "

He didn't know what kind of feelings he should have for the two of them.It is the same person as Lengzi Xu, and it empathizes with him. Both have been taught by their master and loved by their wife.

"Miss is so pretty." Xu Qing held the phone in her hand, she praised Ms. Lu's beauty, "If it is now, there will definitely be many suitors for Mrs. Mr., he still doesn't know how to cherish it if it's not his turn."

Yes, do not know how to cherish.

What a wonderful person my wife is.

As a woman, she felt even more sorry for her teacher's pain.

"Grandpa, is this young man you?" Xu Qing compared the edges and corners of the old man and the young man in the photo, and they looked a bit similar, but she wasn't too sure, after all, it had been many years, an old man and a young man in full bloom There is still a big difference, so she asked the person involved, "This should be your great-grandfather. I never imagined that your great-grandfather looked like this when you were young..."

"Yes, he is me."

Xu Cong Wanruo's hand leaned over, wanting to touch the photo, but he didn't realize it was a smartphone of the new century until he was in the middle of the sky.

He withdrew his hand, "Qing'er, thank you, I have seen the photo, please take it back."

His mind returned to calm.

"This? Yes, great grandfather."

Xu Qing froze for a moment, then put the mobile phone she was holding in her pocket again.She discussed it with people in the family, and they all thought that the old man would be very happy when he saw this photo, and it was true.

But after thinking about it for a while, she was relieved.If she reached this age, and a younger generation took out her old photos, she reckoned that she might also look like this, with a little bit of nostalgia for the past in her heart.And then..., and then there should be nothing else.After all, it is just a photo of the years.

"Did your father go to Xinye?"

Xu Cong asked.

"Yes, my dad went to Xinye."

Xu Qing nodded.

The old man is deaf and has a bad memory. She said this just now, but it is not uncommon for the old man to forget it when he turned his head.She's used to it.

"He's busy with work, he's fine with his own business."

"I have nothing to talk about, and nothing to pursue. What is he doing with his leisure time? The right way is to get busy with work. I... the one who will soon be buried in the loess."

Xu Cong glanced at the setting sun outside the window, and sighed, "As for my story, you can listen to it if you want to, and forget it if you don't want to. Few people are willing to listen to old-fashioned stories."

He was afraid of the contempt of his relatives, but when his relatives really valued him, he was also afraid that someone would expose the lie.

There is no such thing as Xu Er's fool, there is only one Xu Cong.

He is just a poor man who fled to Xijing to weave willow baskets for others...

"Grandpa, I am willing to listen."

Xu Qing saw a drop of old tears in the old man's cloudy eyes, and hurriedly replied.

She didn't know why the old man was sad.But people are old, they are old children, and they need to be coaxed.Furthermore, perhaps the old man's sadness has something to do with that old photo.This is also her fault.

"Dad, me too."

Xu Rong also agreed.

Xu Cong shook his head upon hearing this.He knew that the younger generation liked the story of Xu Er's fool.It was never his, even though he and Xu Erlian were alone.

"Ni'er, give me your bracelet and let me see..."

He looked at Xu Rong.

This carved silver bracelet is left over from his old wife.He touched the carved silver bracelet, and it seemed that the young woman who had fled famine appeared in front of him, covered with a thick layer of dust.But in a daze, he saw her in front of the gate of Luocheng again. She had a phoenix crown and a rosy robe, with a faint smile on her mouth, and a hand as tender as a lotus root carrying this silver bracelet.

Can't tell.

He couldn't tell.

Is that the watching fox him, or...he has always been Xu Er's fool.

"Grandpa, you continue to talk, Qing'er is listening."

Xu Qing spread the sketchbook on her lap and made a full posture.

The engraved silver bracelet was placed on the white bed sheet by Xu Cong, and the trance in front of his eyes disappeared, "I resign from the county office. I am a student of my husband. Even if I resign from this position, my life will be different." There were not many changes. And I met Chen Xianan again at the poetry meeting. Only then did I know that her glance was aimed at me..."

"I met in the play of "Twelve Nights". She played Olivia, the daughter of the count. And I played the fool Fest. The gap in reality is also the same. She dared to play the heroine in the play, Another progressive female student..."

Xu Cong recalled Chen Xian'an's glance and smile.

This is a completely different lady from Miss Wednesday.Her love was too bold and hot, and he dared to declare war on ethics in the dark, but in reality, he was just a poor boy who followed the rules.He has no capital for trial and error.Bold people are always rich.And he is not.

(End of this chapter)