Chapter 74 What kind of donkey mushrooms?

The family panicked and straightened their eyes, and Wang Erlang, who was "wrinkling" in his mouth, carried it to the warmer main house. As soon as he was put on his steadily, Wang Shu fainted from crying. Wang He had a rare quick hand and quick eyes. He caught Ah Mei and pinched her to wake her up.

The adults in the room were anxious and the children's crying were in a mess.

Wang Dalang groped over with a crutch, but was helped by Jia Yu to Erlang.

At this moment, only Wang Weng and Dalang were quite calm.

Wang Weng carefully instructed Sanlang: "Go to the village camp to find someone. They have a lot of knowledge and ask them to come and see what your brother is doing? If you encounter a patrolman on the road, you don't have to go to the camp. Even if you kneel down, you have to ask someone to come. Aja, give Sanlang some money, hurry up!"

Weng Wang hadn't called his old wife "Ajia" for more than ten years. Jia Yu opened the suitcase and directly thrust Qian Chuan into Sanlang's arms, crying and urging: "Go quickly!"

"Yes!" Saburo rushed into the night.

Dalang lay on his second brother's face, and could only understand that it seemed to be saying "river"?

Wang Weng asked: "Erlang's bride, why is Erlang like this? What did you say in the yard before fainting?"

Xiao Jia replied crying: "I just told A Shu not to sleep too hard at night, help take care of A Ai, and then...and..."

Wang Dalang decisively scolded: "Impossible!" In the backlight of the candlelight, although he was blind, he accurately pointed to Xiao Jia's direction: "What did you say? Word by word, it all means that if you lie, I will ask A Shu. Say it!!"

Wang Shu crawled over, "Woo... Uncle, I said. Dafa, I remember, I said it all!"

While Wang Shu was talking about the courtyard for a few words, Wang Ge and his sister arrived at the well north of the village.

Strangely, how did the widower's house live in the empty house? Obviously, just moved in and out of the house, a woman was rushing into and out of the house to rush into debris. A young man was standing under the dead tree next to her, and she should be the woman's son.

Why are you doing that? You don’t help with your work. Wang Ge secretly despised him, glanced at the mother and son, told the tiger to lean back and start fetching water.

At the same time, Wang Sanlang was lucky and met Tingzi Huan Zhen. He had just sneaked out of the village camp and had lunch with Uncle Yuan Yan and Tiefeng brothers.

Inside the main house of the Wang family.

Erlang is not as fainting as everyone thinks. He has consciousness, but his soul is two.

Half can see around in a vague way; half can wander, immersed in the past life.

He saw A Shu in his previous life. She should have been twelve years old that year, at the age of her first love. Her family had already become a tenant of the landlord Jia family, living in a straw shed, eating bran and grain, A Shu was black and thin, and only he, the father, thought his daughter was beautiful.

Wang Shu first liked the Shu Confucian who could recite poetry before shyly told him his thoughts. "Father, you have to promise not to tell my mother. I met him last year. He was very pitiful. Father, don't be anxious. I know we are suffering too, but... Jia Lang's life is even more bitter than us. His father passed away. Although he was a relative of the Jia Landlord's family, no one cares about their orphans and widows. Jia Lang knows words and can still recite poetry. In fact, I don't understand what he reads, so I can only understand that there is a 'gent, gentleman' in the poem. When my daughter heard it at that time, she thought he was a gentleman..."

Beside the well in the north of the village.

The julien raised the wooden barrel full of water to the well, and Wang Ge slightly pushed the crossbar to put the wooden barrel firmly on the edge of the well.

The young man who was slapped under the dead tree suddenly chanted: "The fish are beautiful in the veil, and the sharks are stews. A gentleman has wine, and the purpose is more. A fish are beautiful in the veil, and the purpose is more. A gentleman has wine, and the purpose is more."

What kind of donkey, donkey, mushroom? Wang Ge couldn't understand and asked his brother to help the bucket in a low voice. She poured half of the water in the well bucket into her own bucket.

At this moment, Wang Erlang's wandering consciousness, Wang Shu's figure was soaked in the water, becoming distorted. When he walked away, the sound left behind was stalked in her big bunch of hair, floating around, with more sadness than joy: "My daughter thinks it's good to look at Jia Lang from afar. I... dare not talk to him. Originally, I knew I was not worthy of him, so I missed it, but his mother suddenly kowtowed, I... I went to help me, and then, then, the mother and son hugged their heads and cried bitterly, and told me about their sorrow. If I had known that he was not happy with me later, why should I go and help them? Father, save me, I'm afraid of this river, Father, please pull me up, pull me up..."

The sudden cold air blew part of Wang Erlang's consciousness in his previous life more and more, making him farther and farther away from his daughter in his previous life, leaving only his hair black shadows.

This coldness was actually the cold air brought by Sanlang, Huan Zhen, and Uncle Yuan Yan in the door.

Uncle Yuan Yan knew medical skills, and everyone freed up his seat. He flipped Erlang's eyelids, took the pulse, and took out the golden needle. He didn't know which acupoint was stabbed into the top of his head. He twisted the needle slightly, and the Wang family all held their breath helplessly.

Huan Zhen comforted Wang Weng: "Nothing happens, don't worry."

Wang Weng burst into tears in an instant.

At this time, the Wang Ge brothers were almost at the gate of the courtyard.

Wang Qing turned around and asked in a low voice: "The lady fell down just now, and my sister fell down too. Did she do it on purpose?"

"right."

"Sister, do you see that I want to go over and help that lady?"

"Yeah." Seeing his own yard, Wang Ge temporarily put down the bucket, breathed a sigh of relief, and analyzed to Wang Qing: "When we first arrived at the well, the little man let his mother be busy and recited poems by himself. This is unfilial. His mother tripped up by the miscellaneous object, and he was anxious and his feet were slow, and he was even more unfilial. He was like this for all his sons, why are you anxious? But if I stop you, we will make us feel cold and we have to pretend to fall and help each other."

"Wow, sister is so smart. I understand. He looks bigger than Brother Huan, so he is not in a hurry to help his mother. Why are I, a child, anxious to help?"

"You can teach me." Wang Ge reminded him worriedly: "Actually, I just heard that there seemed to be someone in their room. At the beginning of the night, the whole family expects that lady to be busy, which is really despised."

"Yeah, I know."

When Wang Ge's sister and sister came into the courtyard, they found something was wrong. Why was the door of the main house open? She led Ah Brother to walk a few steps and came into the house. Wang Erlang just woke up and pulled out the needle.

"Father, you are awake!" Wang Shu hugged his arm and cried violently.

Wang Erlang touched Wang Shu's hair with his other hand. It was dry and there was no water, and he immediately returned to his body.

He understood. In the semi-coma, his daughter's nightmare was not that she had really told him such a long story in her previous life. But all the clues he had seen during the two years of his daughter's death.

In other words, it is not Wang Shu's unjust soul who is complaining to Wang Erlang, it is Wang Erlang in his previous life who is complaining to Wang Erlang in this life that is telling the whole story of the Qing Dynasty!

"Ah..." He slammed his chest hard, hugged Wang Shu and cried bitterly. He felt distressed. Even if he lived a heavy life, he knew that his life would definitely be different and he would not be miserable anymore, but his daughter in that life was still dead! He was killed by someone!

The most resentful and unwilling thing was that he didn't know who the murderer was? On the day his daughter drowned, Shu Ru and his mother were both in the village, so the murderer was not that person, but who else would harm Wang Shu?

He was confused. Only now did he realize that his daughter was killed and pushed into the river in his previous life!

Who is it, who is it, who is it?!

Wang Ge tightly stings the box. Uncle Er’s pain was clearly a pain that could not be explained, but could only be held in his heart! What was going on? He didn’t dare to say it even if he made Uncle Er feel so distressed?

It was not convenient for Huan Zhen and Uncle Yuan Yan to stay here again, so Wang Weng asked Wang Ge's sisters to send them away.

When he came out of the main house, Wang Erlang suddenly let out another cry, which scared Wang Qing sobbed Wang Ge's hand tightly, and sobbed and wiped tears with empathy.

Wang Ge looked back at the main room, and tears were piled in his eyes. Huan Zhen looked over and looked back, and his eyes were temporarily stuck at the moment when Wang Ge was just crying.

She wiped away the tears and bowed to Huan Zhen and Yuan Yan's uncle. The name of Xie is too light. She will repay the kindness of saving the second uncle.

"Xiaoya Yuli": A song that praises the feast of the nobles. Liǔ refers to the bamboo basket for fishing, sharks, franks, and veals, each refer to fish. Here "sharks" are the same as "风", referring to a small fish in the stream, not a shark.

(End of this chapter)
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