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Surrounded by majestic green hills, the small river that originates from the deep mountains winds and flows through, nourishing this land. On the other side of the river, in the valley, there is a village. Green tiles and white walls, thatched bamboo houses, dotted with stars, staggered distribution. The green smoke curls, the strange is vertical and horizontal, and the sound of chickens and dogs barking is endless. Outside the village, there are patches of farmland. Farmers in twos and threes, dressed in short brown and wearing straw hats, are busy in the fields. It's a beautiful rural scene.

Follow the yellow road all the way to the entrance of the village. There is a mulberry tree not far from the left side of the village entrance, the body of the tree is thick and thin with several people hugging together, and the height is about five zhang or more. At the end is the leafy branches, the tree is large and the roots are deep. Lou Sangli got its name from this. There is a house not far from the mulberry tree, it is May, the summer is hot, but at this time the courtyard is full of men, women and children, with anxious looks, sadness, regret and so on.

In the main room on the east side, the doctor cleaned his hands in the copper basin, then wiped it, got up and said, "Mrs. Liu, your husband's illness has been terminally ill, and it is no longer a medicine stone that can be saved." Alas, the old man's medical skills were not perfect, and he was really ashamed, so he retired first. ”

Mrs. Liu, who was sad and worried, stumbled under her feet, but she was strong and grieving, and sent the doctor to the door. When I returned to the house, I looked at my husband, who had been lying on the couch for half a year and was now emaciated to a handful of bones, and the tears could no longer be stopped, dripping like rain.

Although she had been mentally prepared before, when it came to the end, Mrs. Liu still couldn't avoid the heart-wrenching pain. More than ten years ago, she married into her husband's family, and the couple respected and loved each other, were filial to their aunts, and had children...... In the past, all kinds of good things are vivid, but now the lover wants to take the first step and leave her. Since then, heaven and man have been separated, and there will never be a day to see each other again. Mrs. Liu's heart was like a knife, and she shed tears and complained: "Wrongdoer, how can you be willing to leave our hard-working mother and son!" ”

In front of the couch, there was a boy about ten years old, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, watching his mother's tears raining down, he also pouted his mouth and cried.

In the courtyard, several old men gathered together and sighed quietly: "The sky can see mercy, I am in the line of Lucheng Tinghou, since the ancestors took root in Zhuo County, hundreds of years of ups and downs to now, it is not easy to get a little better." It's a pity that the eldest brother died in Fan County a few years ago, but fortunately Lai Hong'er entered the county as a scholar, and saw that he was being appreciated by Taishou, but he accidentally fell into the water and was frightened, and he couldn't afford to be sick. It doesn't work when you see it, alas, how can it be? ”

"Yes, Hong'er has been ill for more than half a year, and he pities his daughter-in-law inside and out, for Hong'er, she has spent all her family money, but she still can't keep people, what a sin!"

"If Hong'er leaves, pity this pair of orphans and widows!"

"Fortunately, there is Gong'er, if there is anything, this uncle can also help one or two."

"What can Liu Zijing help this guy? Wandering around all day long, making some fox friends and dog friends, his own son, wife and children can't fill their stomachs, and in the past, Hong'er had to help, and then Hong'er left, and see how he lived! ”

Speaking of Liu Hong's younger brother Liu Gong and Liu Zijing, the old men looked like they hated iron but not steel, and beat their chests and stomped their feet and sighed for a while.

In the corner of the wall, on a moss-covered stone step, sat a majestic man. He was dressed in a short brown robe. The resolute face on weekdays is full of sadness. The eyes were blazing, but they were also dim at this time. This person is Liu Gong and Liu Zijing. The younger brother of the patient Liu Hong.

He is the youngest son in the family, his father Liu Xiong is an official outside all the year round, and his grandfather, grandmother and mother died early, so it can be said that he was brought up by his brother Liu Hong. Later, his father died of illness in Fan County, Dongjun, and it was his brother Liu Hong who handled the funeral, and then held a crown ceremony for him, kissed him for him, and let him start a family. He is really an eldest brother like a father.

He was different from his brother since he was a child, and his brother loved to read the Bible, but he was used to fists and kicks. Every time his father reprimanded, his brother always excused him. Even after getting married, he went around meeting friends with martial arts, and the family was unsustainable, and his brother was always taking care of him.

My brother has been sick for more than half a year, and the person who used to be as warm as jade is now with yellow skin, blank eyes, and his life is on the verge of death. Thinking of his brother's previous teachings, how could he not be distracted?

The sun was turning westward, and when the last rays of light were gone, it was dark. The people began to disperse, leaving only a few close relatives. Inside, an oil lamp emitted a dim glow, the light flickered slightly, and the room was hazy. On the sickbed, Liu Hong slowly opened his eyes and coughed twice with all his strength. A slight cough alarmed Liu's on the side, she hurriedly turned her head to look, only to see Liu Hong's face flushed, his eyes were no longer chaotic, Liu didn't know that this was a return to the light, thinking that her husband was able to get rid of it, his body improved, his face was a little happy, and he was about to speak, when he saw Liu Hong's weak voice coming: "Lady, there is not much time, where is my son?" ”

Liu Shi felt a sigh in his heart, and reacted, but he didn't have time to be sad, so he hurriedly pulled up the son next to him, and said sadly: "Husband, Wulang is here!" He pushed his son again: "Come forward, your father has something to say." ”

Liu Hong looked at his son kneeling beside the couch by the dim light. Looking at this face that Xiao looked like his childhood, Liu Hong's heart was full of tenderness. His own lady married into the family and gave birth to three sons and one daughter for him, but unfortunately, only the one in front of him has grown up to the present. The rest died when they were young. This is the only bloodline, how not to love. It's just that in the past, in order to avoid being too doting, he often maintained the image of a strict father, with more harsh criticism and little praise. Now that I can't afford to be sick, I see that I am about to leave, and in the future, I want to love but I never have a chance again.

Liu Hong's heart was agitated, and he forcibly pressed the thousands of threads, and said, "Bei'er, it's not good to be a father." In the future, you should study more, respect your relatives and friends, and be good neighbors...... cough cough cough, in the future, you must take good care of your aunt, she followed me, she didn't enjoy it, she suffered too much in this life......" The voice did not fall, and Liu Shi next to him couldn't hold back anymore and cried.

Outside the house, Liu Gong, who heard the crying, hurriedly broke in, and saw his sister-in-law and nephew gathered in front of the couch, so he knew that it was not good, and then Liu Hong gasped again: "Ahem, but Zijing?" ”

Liu Gong knelt down in front of the couch, his nose was sour, and he said in a dumb voice: "Brother, Zijing is here!" ”

Liu Hong said: "Zijing, cough, cough, take care of your hard-working nephew in the future." ”

Liu Gonghu's eyes were full of tears: "Brother, don't worry, if I have a bite to eat in the future, there will be ......" The voice was hoarse, and his heart was painful, but he couldn't make a sound anymore.

Liu Hong's chest rose and fell violently, the sweat on his forehead was like oil, rolling down, and he reluctantly pointed to the bookcase at the end of the couch: "Lady, the rest of the things are in the letter." With infinite love, he glanced at Liu Bei and muttered: "It's a pity that I can't see my son's growth into a ......" His chest suddenly calmed down, and the whole person was silent.

Mrs. Liu shouted heartbreakingly: "Husband! But he couldn't bear the pain of his heart, and he fainted to the ground. Liu Bei's eyes were full of tears, and he just cried and called out to his father, and then saw his mother fall to the ground, not knowing what to do. Liu Gong burst into tears and screamed sadly, but he had to help his sister-in-law up first. In the midst of the chaos, there was a gong outside the yard, and someone shouted with a crying voice: "Hong'er is dead!" ”

Lou Sangli, hundreds of households, thousands of mouths, of which the surname Liu accounts for more than half. Since Liu Zhen, the Marquis of Lucheng Pavilion, was seized the throne by his eloquent uncle, Emperor Wu of Han, who found an excuse for the lack of gold, he took a large family to settle down here and became a rich man comfortably. Today's Lou Sangli is either Liu Zhen's descendant, or the descendant of his former slave and general.

The gentleman's ze, the fifth and beheaded. The Liu family has been inherited for hundreds of years, and there are countless children and grandchildren, and the fields handed down by this ancestor have long been insufficient. Fortunately, there is no shortage of elite children in the past generations, who can feed back to the family. Rao is like this, and now, the contemporary patriarch Liu Taigong is also struggling to maintain it. In addition to heart failure, I only hope that the children of the clan will have more opportunities, and the lintel of the gate will be bright as soon as possible, so as not to fall into the name of the ancestors.

Liu Hong is the most outstanding branch of the Lousang Liu family in the past few decades. In the past, Liu Xiong was promoted as filial piety, and later became the commander of Fan County, East County, Yanzhou, with outstanding political achievements, known as a capable official. Unfortunately, he died of illness in office. has a son Liu Hong, Liu Gong, a writer and a martial artist, and he can be regarded as a successor. Who would have thought that there are unpredictable circumstances in the sky, and people have good and bad luck. Not long after Liu Hong came out, he accidentally startled his horse and fell into the river while traveling with friends. Although he was rescued, he has been sick ever since. Half a year later, he died. Leaving orphans and widows behind, it is not desolate.

Mrs. Liu is Liu Xiong's younger brother, and it can be said that he saw Liu Hong grow up with his own eyes. Now that I hear that Liu Hong has passed away, I can't help but cry. That is, the heartache of the white-haired person sent the black-haired person, and sighed the death of the elite children of the Liu family. Busy with help, he went to the poor cousin's house.

This night, most of the floor was alarmed. Liu Hong was born from the branch of the Yanzhi, was a county official, and was kind and courteous during his lifetime. It was Liu Hong's death, and countless people wept for it.

Liu Hong's funeral, under the auspices of the clan steward and Liu Gong, was buried in the ancestral grave. During the funeral, Mrs. Liu didn't think about tea and dinner, and cried and fainted several times, but countless concubines persuaded and persuaded her to take care of her body more in the future, pull Gorou up, and let him marry a wife, have children, and start a family. Otherwise, I am afraid that Liu Hong would have already followed Liu Hong under Jiuquan.

Poor Liu Bei, eleven years old. As the only son-in-law, he knelt before the spirit every day and mourned earnestly. By the time everything came to an end, it was almost unbearable. He was young and ignorant, and he didn't know how to express it. When he was forced to be buried from the mountain, before he reached the door of his house, his eyes were dark and he fell to the ground.

The bluffing people jumped again and quickly invited a doctor. The doctor checked the pulse and muttered for a long time before he plucked his beard and said, "The child is young, and he worries too much, which hurts his body. It doesn't matter, the old man prescribes a prescription to supplement the original yuan, decoction according to the prescription, and recuperate at home, you can be safe! ”

A day later, Liu Bei woke up, recuperated for more than a month, and his body gradually recovered, but his personality changed greatly, he was no longer as lively and clever as before, and began to become silent. The clansmen just thought that he was still immersed in the grief of his father's death. In a few days, Liu Bei's mother and uncle wanted to stay in front of his father's tomb for three years. The Han Dynasty ruled the world with filial piety, and when Mrs. Liu and Liu Gong heard this, although they were reluctant, they had to agree.

It was the year of the Han Dynasty and the fourth year of Jianning, and the year of Xinhai.