But the bright moon shines on the ditch

Chapter 13

During the day, Xu Zhiliu went to visit his father's grave.

Snow covered the remnant stele, covering Xu Yourong's name without a trace.This branch of the Xu family is a side branch with a depressed population. The family has been in decline, and weeds are overgrown around the ancestral grave, which looks like a withering.

He looked around, his eyes full of desolation.

At night, I dreamed of my father.

When my father was reading when he was a child, he would always give him another small case, next to his big case, to read and write with him.

Their father and son have a very strong relationship, and occasionally even their mother feels bitter, blaming him for being too sensible and never relying on himself.

Later, there was a younger brother, Anan, and the family of three would often lie cross-legged on the bed, teasing the drooling younger brother, whose teeth were not yet fully formed, for fun.

The warm scene flashed by, and it was the day when my father was executed.

It was an extremely cold day in the depths of winter, and the howling wind made people's faces stiff, their lips chapped, and it was as cold as a knife.

Because of various unknown emotions, he cuddled up to his mother.

When he was young and mature, when did he wrap around his mother like this?The mother's eyes were red, and she held her younger brother in one hand and held him in the other. The three of them were trembling in the cold wind, but none of them shed tears.

His father was on the execution platform not far away, wearing a prison uniform, with disheveled hair, and his knees were forced to kneel on the ground. However, his back was straight, like the holy god of fire, his eyes were like torches, and his eyes were piercing.

His eyes slowly wandered over his mother's face, his younger brother's weak body, and then fixed on him.

The long freeze made him shudder and tremble.

The hour has come, and the executioner holds up the chopping axe.

At this moment, the father said loudly: "Ah Qian! Sighing in the gap, the stone in the fire, the dream in the body."

Those were the last words his father left him.

My father wanted to say that a person's life is just like a fast horse galloping through a gap, like a flash of sparks bursting out of a stone, and as short as a short experience in a dream.

Does his father want him to cherish the time and not to fall into hatred?He didn't know, but the scene kept flashing back in his dream, and he broke out in cold sweat.

He stood up suddenly, still muttering: "Sigh in the gap, fire in the stone, body in the dream."

Ten years in a moment, ten years in a moment!How to tell him to let go?

He put on his coat, walked quickly to the courtyard, and opened the fence gate.

The wind and snow all over the sky brought out a vast expanse of white in the dark night, and the white covered with ice balls flew into the eyes, confusing the sight.

Everything in front of him seemed unreal.

He stared blankly at the person opposite, and the person opposite also looked at him in surprise.

The two looked at each other for a long time, until the other party collapsed in the snow due to exhaustion, he just reacted, immediately took off his coat and covered her, and called out in a low voice: "Liang Peiqiu, Liang Peiqiu, why are you here?"

Seeing that she was fainting, he hurriedly picked her up.

This hug, the movement paused slightly.

She seems to be much lighter than ordinary men, and her body and body are also extraordinarily soft.

Xu Zhiliu didn't have time to think about it, carried him into the house, looked around, only his own bed was still warm, pondered for a while, put him on it, and covered him with a thick quilt.

He lit the brazier and made hot ginger soup for her to drink.

She barely drank a few sips, and subconsciously vomited it out because of the spicy taste.

It was about freezing in the snow, and she was having a fever right now, he couldn't find a doctor for her in the heavy snow, and there were no herbs at home, so he had to drink this ginger soup.

Xu Zhiliu had no choice but to coax her in a low voice, telling her to drink more.

She was still unwilling, but he had no choice but to hold her head up with one hand, let her rest on his lap, and tried to pinch her mouth open with the other hand.

Her face was burned red, her lips were peeled and turned white, but even so, her lips were plump and still elastic, and her tentacles were unusually soft, with a sweet and bitter aroma of roasted oranges.

Xu Zhiliu felt a little at a loss, but after a while, he realized that she was in a critical situation, so he didn't care much at the moment, picked up the bowl, and forcefully poured it into her mouth.

Liang Peiqiu was fed half a bowl of hot ginger soup, his chaotic consciousness slowed down a little, and he grabbed his hand indiscriminately: "Go, go."

Xu Zhiliu leaned closer, seeing her repeating these words, she became concerned and frowned slightly.

He strode out and woke up Shi Nian to pack his bags.

When Liang Peiqiu woke up, the sky was slightly white.She straightened up and sat up, just at this moment the door curtain was lifted, and Xu Zhiliu walked in.

Seeing her quick movements, she guessed that the problem was not serious, Xu Zhiliu said with a light smile, "You're finally awake."

He walked over, and naturally put his hand on her forehead, checked the temperature, "I still have a low fever, just right, let's have another bowl of ginger soup, and the millet porridge is ready."

Liang Peiqiu's body was slightly stiff, and he finished the ginger soup under his urging.I don't know what he put in it, this ginger soup is not only spicy, but also has an astringent taste.

Liang Peiqiu narrowed her eyes, so bitter that she wanted to stick out her tongue.Then he thought of him in front of him, and forcibly held back.

But he seemed to have been prepared, and sent a candied fruit in time.

"You came by coincidence. I have some at home during the Chinese New Year. I don't have such good luck in normal times."

Liang Peiqiu was overjoyed, without revealing his face, he took it and thanked him.

The candied fruit melts between the lips and tongue, and the sweetness pulls the body fluid, instantly suppressing the bitterness.She pursed her lips and sucked out some sour taste again. The sweet and sour blend was delicious.

She couldn't help swallowing.Facing Xu Zhiliu's scrutinizing gaze head-on, his cheeks turned red.

"What, what's wrong?"

"Aren't you going to explain the situation to me?"

Liang Peiqiu remembered something now, and hurriedly explained what happened in the town.When mentioning the two handymen who died of serious injuries and drowned, her tone was a little heavy, and Xu Zhiliu's face turned cold instantly.

"I, I just want to go back to my hometown to visit my relatives, and I thought of sending you a letter along the way."

Xu Zhiliu is not stupid, Lenovo Warm Kiln God she suddenly appeared that night, and braved the wind and snow to report today, perhaps behind it is Wang Yu's instruction, which of course represents Anqing Kiln's intention to form an alliance, and she accepted it immediately, and asked her to stay at home and rest well, and it would not be too late to leave after the fever subsides.

Seeing this situation, Liang Peiqiu hurriedly asked: "What about you?"

"I'm afraid it's inconvenient for me to stay for a long time, and I have to rush back to the town immediately."

"Then I'll be with you."

Xu Zhiliu hesitated: "Aren't you going home to visit relatives?"

Liang Peiqiu was dumbfounded: "I... this matter is very important, I don't feel relieved, I'd better go back with you, there will be plenty of time for visiting relatives in the future."

That's okay, but Xu Zhiliu was worried about her health: "You haven't had a fever yet, can you go on your way?"

She immediately raised her hand and swore: "I will never drag you down. If I faint halfway through, you can leave me where I am."

"What did you say?" Xu Zhiliu turned around again, and approached her step by step, "I will remember the kindness you have done to my Hutian Kiln this time. Liang Peiqiu, thank you."

Liang Peiqiu saw that he was staring at her without blinking, and her heart was about to jump out of her throat, so she forcibly calmed down and said, "You don't have to thank me, let's set off as soon as possible, lest there be any changes in An Nineteen."

Xu Zhiliu guessed what she meant, and he couldn't guarantee whether An Jiujiu would jump over the wall in a hurry and attack him, so he nodded.

Several people tidied up quickly. Mrs. Xu heard the movement and got out of bed gropingly to look.Xu Zhiliu said that there was an accident at the entrance of the kiln, and he had to rush back to deal with it.

Mrs. Xu anxiously asked: "Is there a life lawsuit?"

Xu Zhiliu was silent for a moment, and replied: "No."

"That's good, that's good, then slow down on the road and take care of yourself."

While talking for a while, he only came back a day and was about to leave, with tears streaming down his face.After Xu Zhiliu comforted her, Mrs. Xu stopped crying and called Anan's name.

There seemed to be movement in the house, but no one came out for a long time.Xu Zhiliu didn't force it, picked up his bag and walked out.

He looked at the empty space in the courtyard, and thought how capable his mother was, but now she tolerated the barrenness of the vegetable garden, she must be sick.

I'm just afraid that he is worried and just keep it from him.

Because of this, he looked back, looked at Mrs. Xu who was leaning against the door and waving at him, and thought of all kinds of Hutian Kiln, with mixed feelings for a moment.

This is a fork in the road before him.

He seems to have a choice, but in fact, as early as ten years ago, he lost the right to choose.

He endured the soreness in his eyes, said goodbye to Mrs. Xu, lifted the corner of his clothes, and boarded the carriage.Liang Peiqiu followed behind, and was about to climb up the carriage, when a hand stretched out from inside the carriage.

The hand is well-defined, long and evenly slender, although it is covered with scars, it is still white and beautiful.

That hand also picked up books for her, pulled her away from the torrent, and fed her ginger soup.Now, it was handed to her again.

She grabbed that hand without hesitation.

The two, one up and one down, looked at each other in the dim dawn. The snow hadn't stopped, the fire hadn't been extinguished. It was about the honor, disgrace, life and death of the folk kiln, and everything was said in silence.

Driving as usual, when he arrived at the entrance of the village, he saw a horse frozen to death in the wind and snow, and he let out an "oops".

Liang Peiqiu looked through the window and saw her little bell.

Little Bell still had the bridle around her neck, and she just fell under the tree like this. She had died not too long ago, and her body was only covered with a thin layer of snowflakes.

She couldn't help regretting, if she woke up earlier and came to pick it up earlier, would it be fine?

Intense resentment and sadness rolled in her eyes, but right now she was in a hurry, and she couldn't stop for it, and take care of it, and it would not be able to accompany her wherever she went in the future.

With a pain in her heart, she gritted her teeth, turned her head away, and stopped looking at it.

Xu Zhiliu suddenly raised his hand and stopped the carriage.

At this time, an old man from the village happened to pass by, Xu Zhiliu took out some taels of silver from his bosom, and asked the old man to bury the horse properly.

He is a celebrity in the village, and all his family and grandchildren are grateful to him for building ancestral halls and private schools in the village. The old man refused to accept money, saying: "This horse must be tired because of you. You are the benefactor of our whole village, so the horse is also our benefactor. Don't worry, I will call everyone to bury it properly at dawn, and I will never leave it alone."

Xu Zhiliu couldn't refuse, and thanked the old man with his hand.

After the carriage left the village and started heading south, Xu Zhiliu said quietly, "Liang Peiqiu, do you really have nothing to say to me?"

Liang Peiqiu was slightly startled, not knowing what he had seen. Just as he was thinking about whether he had made any mistakes, he heard him say, "I understand what Wang Yu means. You go back and tell him that with me, Hutian Kiln will not collude with government and businessmen to destroy the overall harmony of the folk kiln. Although you and I have competition, we are not rivals."

Liang Peiqiu breathed a sigh of relief, and replied, "Okay, I will inform Master."

"Anyway, thank you this time."

Liang Peiqiu knew that he valued love and righteousness, even if he said no thanks, he still thought of him, so he smiled lightly and stopped talking, thinking about the little bell, his mood was still low.

She still had a low-grade fever, and she was weak after traveling all night, so she fell asleep within a short while.

Xu Zhiliu stared at her for a long time, always feeling familiar.It's just that he had put too many things in his heart these years, and he had shouldered too many favors and debts. He really didn't have time to take care of other things, so he gave up after thinking for a while.

Seeing her swaying from side to side with the bumps of the carriage, he was afraid that she would fall, he hesitated for a moment, put down the scroll, moved over tiptoely, and put her shoulders on him.

In order not to wake her up, he sat upright with his hands on her shoulders.

In the middle of the year, he fed the horse with water and came in to get the water bag. Seeing this scene, he opened his mouth wide in surprise.Just when he was about to say something, Xu Zhiliu stopped him.

Looking at his posture again, it is obvious that his hands and feet are numb, but he is still calm and composed, as if he doesn't feel anything.

Since the young master is frank, Shi Nian also treated him frankly, and quietly withdrew.

The carriage drove fast all the way, and entered the city after dark.Xu Zhiliu stopped at Hutian Kiln first, and asked Shi Nian to send Liang Peiqiu back to Anqing Kiln.

Liang Peiqiu knew that the rest was his Hutian kiln's family business, so he didn't want to take the liberty to inquire, so he had to agree.

When Xu Zhiliu got out of the car, she saw that she was half hidden behind the curtain of the car, staring at him with a pair of eyes, she looked cute, and she didn't feel it.

This journey was windy and snowy, and I thought a lot. Maybe this is Xu Zhiliu's fate?Life and separation, can't ask for it, can't love it, he deserves to bear it all.

And she might be the only accident in the snowy night.

When he entered the kiln, everyone saw him in a dusty world, and they all kept silent.

He asked where Xu Zhong was, Zhang Lei glanced at him, and said in a low voice, "Mahjong is played in Liu's alley."

No wonder.

A decent big boss is like a rich and noble idler, but he is alone under the fence, but never touches the ground.

"Is there anything going on in the kiln during my absence?"

Zhang Lei was dumbfounded.

Xu Zhiliu looked over one by one, and the other stewards all looked away, not daring to look at him directly.

He knew at a glance that Xu Zhong must be afraid that he would make trouble again and confront An Jiu, so he gave the order to hide it from him.

No wonder Liang Peiqiu has rushed to Yaoli, but no one from Hutian Kiln has reported.At this time, it was the so-called "opponent" of Anqing Kiln who braved the wind and snow to send him a letter?

Ridiculous? !

Even if they want to hide it, how can they hide the big event of a dead person?
Without saying a word, Xu Zhiliu turned around and walked towards the back room of the kiln workers.Zhang Lei hurriedly blocked his way, Xu Zhiliu swept him away.

Other managers also came to dissuade them. When the two sides were at a stalemate, a small worker in the distance ran over under the obstruction of the crowd, and knelt down straight in front of him with his knees together.

He wept bitterly, his eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted loudly: "Young master, Heizi was beaten to death!"

"Second, Er Mazi is stupid."

"Three dogs were drowned too."

Every time Xiao Gong said a word, Xu Zhiliu's heart sank a little.

Shi Nian also came back at this time, not earlier than Xu Zhiliu received the news, he was kept in the dark all the way back, seeing that the young master wanted to dismiss him, he hurried back before delivering Liang Peiqiu.

As soon as I came back, the atmosphere in the whole kiln factory was indeed not right.

Seeing a group of people surrounding the young master from a distance, he stepped forward when he heard the little worker crying.

He immediately froze in place, and after a while, his eyes became moist.

He and these handymen were all picked up by Xu Zhiliu from the beggar's den.He had good luck and was left by the young master's side. The others were not as lucky as him, so they could only work in the kiln.

Heizi is only 13 years old this year. He is a half-year-old boy with dark skin and a mouthful of big white teeth. It makes people want to smile when he opens his mouth.

"Mazi said, it was the dead eunuch, it must be him. He must have heard what we said on the day of Nuan Shen Kiln, and he killed Hei Zi and San Gou that night."

It's just that they are used to having no branches to rely on, and they sing big plays all night, who cares about their lives?When he found out, Xu Zhiliu had already returned to his hometown.

It's useless to tell Xu Zhong about this kind of thing!The big boss is most afraid of lice, only the young boss will take care of it.

In this world, only Xu Zhiliu would care about their lives.

"The person in charge said that this matter was broken because of Heizi's stinky mouth, not to mention that there is no evidence, even if there is evidence, the eunuch can't be killed, and it will cause trouble for the young boss, but I just..."

He was out of breath from crying, his face was covered with tears and snot, and he looked up at the sky and gasped.

"I just can't swallow this breath, why? Why should he!"

The wild words of a half-grown child actually cost the lives of two and a half.

Why?
　Not counting knives here...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)