Wang Xuanqing has a cousin named Xuanhong, when he was ten years old, the Wang family was killed, and the whole family was sent to Liaodong and scattered in various health centers. Fortunately, Xu Hao secretly took care of him, and he was not forcibly assigned to labor and slavery, but lived the life of an ordinary outsider.

In a certain place in eastern Liaodong near the north, there was a spring drought and autumn flooding in the summer, hail fell in the summer, and in the winter, the sandstorms that flew sand and rocks blew for more than 30 days, and the sand gangzi in the north of the village moved to the south of the village, and buried Wang Xuanhong's parents and the pigs and dogs he raised alive.

Wang Xuanhong has been attracting bees and butterflies since he was a child, and he is very assertive, because he was hungry at the age of twelve, he followed a hundred households Wang Laohei. In Liaodong, Baihu is the overlord of one side, in charge of the army and the people, and this Baihu is outstanding in martial arts, and he was a tiger general under Zhu Di.

During the Battle of Jingjing, the whole Wang family was able to move to Beiping, Wang Xuanhong did not go back, but encouraged Wang Laohei to change his course and join the old master, so he was later promoted to a thousand households.

However, Wang Laohei has a wife, and Wang Xuanhong refuses to be an aunt, she has been doing it all these years, and people call her the second grandmother Hong.

Hong's second grandmother is very restless, she likes to protect people's media, set up a gambling kiln, take in criminals who are desperate from the south to the north, and share the spoils, which makes the Wang family ashamed, and almost cut off contact with each other, only Wang Xuanqing and his cousin are in constant contact.

First, the present is different from the past, Liaodong is no longer a lawless zone, and secondly, in many ways, the second grandmother of Hong must rely on Zhu Qiaoqiao's snort, and she is willing to act as the eyes and ears of Zhu Qiaoqiao.

Last year, Lao Wang Hei died, and the second grandmother of Hong changed the old temper of the watery poplar flower, changed her evil and returned to the right to be a festival woman who guarded herself like jade. She worshiped under the old nun of the Mantou Nunnery and became a registered disciple, saying that she would accept her heart and become a Buddha.

Grandma Hong's second grandmother lives outside the gate all the year round, and is a woman who does not abide by women's morals, and likes to wear red and green and apply fat powder. Dressed like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old yellow flower girl all year round.

It is said that on the night of Liu Lao's black breath, she changed the round bun to a crown bun, the red head rope was replaced with a blue head rope, the gold and silver jewelry were taken off, the rouge gouache was thrown into the brazier, only a clear water face remained, and the red jacket and green pants were soaked in honey locust water for three days and three nights, becoming gray and not gray and yellow, and she wore it like a nun dressed as a vulgar family.

The pointed crested shoes pressed against the bottom of the box. Soon the rats that had burrowed into the box bit out several holes.

Sharp-eyed people can find that although she did not have gray hair overnight, there were also a few green silks on her sideburns dyed with autumn frost.

Over the years, Wang Laohei has often been absent, and the lonely Wang Xuanhong has had seven or eight old friends, including decent squires, handsome talents, romantic actors, fierce bandit leaders, and big monks and little Taoists who are proficient in sexual affairs, but she never hooks up with strangers.

In fact, the only thing she likes is Wang Laohei, who saved her life and has always taken care of her, even if she often dislikes him for being old, dark and incomprehensible.

The day Wang Laohei was buried. Whether it is because of the status of the second grandmother in the rivers and lakes, or the rich belongings in her hands, the most attractive thing is naturally her kinship with the lord of Liaodong County, and she is the daughter of Houmen. Naturally, it attracted a lot of men, and many old friends also swarmed to make up for Wang Laohei's shortcomings.

But when I saw her weeping widow's face and the shabby appearance of dispersing all her wealth, she also brought a drag oil bottle. They all gasped one by one and retreated.

Wang Xuanhong also had a cold face, and he didn't pretend to be a color for any man. On the sixtieth day of Wang Laohei's burial, she took the eleven-year-old Wang Danzi to Wang Laohei's round grave.

Hebei customs in the North Canal and even outside the Guan, people have been dead for 60 days, but they have stepped into the Ghost Gate Pass, and their souls are still hanging on the Wangxiang Terrace, only waiting for the last sacrifice of their relatives, and they will go to the underworld to report when they are ripe.

Wang Xuanhong carried a big burden in his hand, which contained gold and silver paper money, and Wang Danzi carried a willow basket on his arm, and the basket contained wine and meat offerings and three pillars of high incense.

The two went to the grave outside the village, placed offerings, burned incense, burned paper, knelt down, and prayed.

"Dad, your old man is worried about his son, don't worry about the road." Wang Danzi kowtowed three times in a row, "Go early and return early, reincarnate, and be a good man again after twenty years." ”

Wang Xuanhong covered his mouth and said, "Your father doesn't want to die on the same day and month as me, but he wishes to be born on the same day and month of the same year, and be a couple in the next life." So if I don't die for a day, your father will wait for me in the underworld for a day, and I won't die for a year, and he will wait for me in the underworld for a year, and he won't be able to wait for 36,000 days anyway. ”

Wang Danzi is very 'filial', busy and kowtowed, because he has been studying for a few years, he can speak at a young age, "Dad, the cold comes and the summer goes to spring, summer, autumn and winter, and in the blink of an eye it is a hundred years, you can wait for your godmother to take you back!" ”

"Oh, I'm better than a good son of twenty-four filial piety!" Wang Xuanhong's tearful face bloomed with a smile, "You go to the river to dig crabs, and your godmother will sit in front of your father's grave for a while." ”

"Don't forget to call me when you get home." The king got up like a colt with a haltered head, and ran happily towards the river.

As soon as he left, Wang Xuanhong threw himself on the grave with his arms outstretched, calling Wang Laohei's name again and again, and the tears that came out of his eyes penetrated the black soil and hit Wang Laohei's coffin lid bit by bit.

"The old black of the black-hearted thief, you have been away for sixty days, and you can see it on the Wangxiang platform, which day have I eaten half a bowl of rice in these sixty days? What night is not bright and still open? Do you taste my tears? I knew that I had eaten the melon, and it turned into coptis in my mouth. ”

Wang Xuanhong, who was crying and scolding, was like crazy, picking up the grave with both hands, splashing dirt and grass leaves all over the sky.

"Haha!"

Suddenly, there was a strange laugh under the mulberry tree, and a man with a hooked nose and a snake waist jumped down, "Second Grandma Hong, people die like lights go out, Wang Laohei went to the underworld and can't pay off the yang, you hung him for sixty days of filial piety, and it can be regarded as the love of the dewy husband and wife for many years, don't die of your eyes." ”

Wang Xuanhong opened his teary eyes and looked up, and recognized it as the Mongolian man Arslen. This person claimed to be a warrior of the Mongolian tribe in this area, and competed with Wang Laohei for the title of the first hero outside the Guan, and fought twenty-four battles to the death, and none of them were undefeated under Wang Laohei.

But every time, he relied on the legs and feet he had trained to chase horses and sheep, and ran like a girl like the wind, so that Wang Laohei couldn't catch up, and he was so tired that he was out of breath. Wang Laohei is a typical Northeast man. There is no twisted flower intestines in his stomach, he acts justly and does not hold grudges, even if he makes a death contract, he doesn't care if he runs away, otherwise Alslen has ten lives and it is not enough to lose.

And Arslen does not have the character of a Mongolian man, he steals if he can't beat it, and he takes Wang Laohei's mount out and sells it at every turn, but fortunately, Wang Laohei doesn't take it seriously, and the most worrying thing outside the gate is the horse, and even the number of horses in the pass has surged over the years. It has reached the point of burdening the people.

Arslen is a Mongolian with a deep sinicization, he changed his Han surname to Zhang, and stole chickens from house to house like a weasel all day long, hiding a rope in his waist to set the dog, and selling roast chicken and dog meat, mutton and beef for a living. Whoever has a grudge against him, he can set fire three times in a row without leaving a trace, and the landlords of all ethnic groups in more than a dozen villages within a radius are afraid of offending him and poisoning him.

Eyes touched. Wang Xuanhong felt that Arslen was not good, so he hurriedly got up from the grave and shouted to the river: "Danzi, go home." ”

Alslen shouted: "Second Grandma Hong." I'm not here to make trouble, I'm also here to see off Big Brother Black's round grave. ”

As he spoke, he took out a gourd of wine from his bosom and sprinkled it on a bush in front of the grave. Then he fell to his knees and bowed his head upright.

"The slave family thanked you for him." Wang Xuanhong saw that he was serious, so he could only treat him politely. Speak softly.

Speaking of which, Wang Laohei's official position is inherited by his eldest son, Wang Danzi was born by his other lover, who died early and was raised by Wang Xuanhong, like a mother and son.

Wang Xuanhong didn't go through the door, neither of them is considered a member of the Wang family, and one of the main reasons why she didn't marry Wang Laohei was because of the etiquette of not marrying with the same surname.

Outside the gate, with the death of the man, the people who followed Wang Xuanhong in the past have fallen apart, and Wang Xuanhong has no intention of continuing to operate, so he has no more power.

"Big Brother Black, you have been buried for sixty days before I dare to come to your grave to plead guilty." Alslen suddenly picked up his palms and slapped his face with a bow left and right, "One day that year, Grandma Hong's second grandmother went to the city to look for you with eggs on her back, and I was behind a tree, planning to go into the village to steal two fat hens and make soup for your younger brother and sister who had just given birth to a niece. Who knew that I happened to meet the second grandmother of Hong passing by the sorghum field, I shouldn't have had a bad idea for a while, and snatched the meat from your mouth, it was really a crime that deserved death. ”

"Zhang steals chickens, you, you dog thief who should kill a thousand knives." Wang Xuanhong understood, and couldn't help but be annoyed and afraid, crying and scolding.

"Big Brother Black, my brother is willing to promise his daughter to your family as a wife, and be a family with you." Arsleng beat himself to the point that his nose was blue and his face was swollen before he stopped, "A delicate and tender yellow flower girl, in exchange for the leftovers of your chopsticks, and the woman I have been with, I don't take advantage of it, and you don't suffer a loss." ”

Wang Xuanhong saw that the situation was not good and wanted to run, but how could she outrun the other party? shouted in a sharp voice: "Danzi, come and save my mother." ”

Arslen stared at her and said, "We Mongolians say the same, you follow me, I will steal a chicken for you to eat every day, go to the ground is a cow, and squatting is a dog." ”

Wang Xuanhong was a person on the scene, calmed down, pursed his lips, and sneered: "I have been with Wang Laohei for half my life, and no man in the world is in my eyes, not to mention that you are a Tartar, and my Wang family and the Mongols do not share the sky." ”

Arslen said: "I have long been a Han Chinese, and my wife is also Han. In Liaodong, the Mongols are all Han Chinese, they all changed their Han surnames, they are all loyal to the Ming Dynasty, and those who are not loyal are dead. What's wrong with you and me? Wang Laohei beat you half to death when he lost his temper, and I was reluctant to touch you with my little finger. ”

Wang Xuanhong still sneered: "The old lady is born with cheap bones, and she loves Wang Laohei's iron sand palm with all her skin and flesh, and the more he beats me, the happier I am." ”

Arslen said angrily: "He has occupied your body for more than ten years, what did he buy you?" I can tell you to wear red and green, and gold and silver. ”

"Is it rare to be an old lady?" Wang Xuanhong looked disdainful, "I'm a Miss Houmen, what do I want?" What haven't you seen? I'm a man by nature, and I like to stick to him alone when I make money, okay? (To be continued......)