The stars are shining, the night is shrouded, and the long night is even more peaceful and lonely. At this moment, in the study room, I saw a middle-aged man with a thin face and frosted temples leaning back, leaning on a large chair, wearing a dark robe, with three bright red red leaves hanging on his left neck and shoulder, which stretched diagonally to the right chest, which was Mr. Hongye.www.biquge.info

I saw Mr. Hongye's withered hands holding a portrait, his eyes were staring at the scroll, his expression was sluggish, he was stunned, and he muttered to himself: "Madam, in the blink of an eye, you and I have been separated for more than ten years, your face is still red, but I am old." Today at the fork of Fulan Village, I brought back a little girl who looks very similar to you, how nice it would be if that was our daughter. ”

But the person in the painting is a young woman, thirty years old, willow leaves bent eyebrows, with three points of fortitude between the eyebrows, graceful demeanor, beautiful and delicate, and there are two points like willow feathers.

Mr. Momiji stroked the eyes and nose of the young woman in the painting with his fingers, and muttered: "Juanjuan, her name is Liu Xufei, she is a teenage girl, if our daughter is still alive, it should be this age, this appearance......"

Suddenly, at this moment, several knocks sounded outside the door, interrupting Mr. Momiji's contemplation, and then an old and anxious voice came: "Sir, Mr. Momiji, the old slave has brought you dinner." ”

Mr. Momiji straightened up and said, "Come in." It's just that his expression still hasn't stretched.

The door creaked open, and a middle-aged woman in her forties, dressed in a coarse dark robe, walked in with a plate of hot food. She was a little fat, not tall, and her face was wrinkled, and she was the beggar mother-in-law.

The beggar said, "Sir, I heard from the iron wolf that you didn't have dinner tonight, so the old slave went to the kitchen to heat up some food and brought it over. The beggar put the food on another small round table in the study, walked over, and said excitedly to Mr. Momiji: "Sir, do you know who I saw in the east wing? The beggar's fingers trembled, obviously trying to suppress her emotions.

Mr. Red Leaf said: "Beggar Wu, calm down, Juanjuan and Chen'er have been dead for almost twenty years, how can the girl in the east wing be Chen'er?"

The beggar mother-in-law said in a trembling voice: "Sir, the white-shirted girl's eyebrows and eyes are the same as Mrs., how can there be such a similar person in this world, she is really our eldest lady." ”

Mr. Hongye said in a deep voice: "Beggar Wu, others on the Red Leaf Slope don't understand, don't you understand? Back then, you were the one who took care of Juanjuan personally, and you watched her grow up, and you know Juanjuan's life experience better than me." You should have seen more people in the world than anyone else. ”

The beggar mother lost her mind and muttered, "What the gentleman said is...... Is it Shangguan Yingying, the sister of Madame's former sibling?"

Mr. Hongye nodded and said, "Juanjuan and Shangguan Yingying are siblings of the same mother, a pair of twin sisters, with similar appearances and similar temperaments, and their looks are difficult to distinguish. Pity...... Their fates are completely different......"

The beggar mother-in-law was shocked and asked: "Sir, this girl in the East Chamber may be the daughter of Shangguan Yingying? What about our eldest lady? Back then, her body was lost and her whereabouts are unknown. ”

Mr. Red Leaf sighed and said: "Beggar Wu, back then, Chen'er cried a few times after she was born, and then she turned pale and didn't breathe, this is a fact that you and I have seen with our own eyes, and it is impossible for Chen'er to come back from the dead......"

"But, sir. The beggar mother-in-law interrupted Mr. Hongye's words and said in a hurry: "Sir, back then, the coffin of the eldest lady was turned over, and the body of the eldest lady was lost, which is very likely, the eldest lady is not dead, but was taken away." ”

Mr. Hongye said in a deep voice: "Beggar Wu, I don't allow you to think so crankily, because of the weakness of the body, Juanjuan died after giving birth to Chen'er; Neither of them can be resurrected, and I don't want you to think about it anymore. ”

Mr. Momiji's eyes were full of grief, and his expression was excited and sad, and his body swayed in the large chair, and his hands on the chair held on the chair kept shaking. At the fork in Fulan Village, Mr. Hongye was excited when he saw Liu Xufei for the first time.

Liu Xufei's eyebrows and eyes and expression were so similar to his wife Juanjuan, for a moment, he suspected that the girl in front of him was his daughter who had been dead for more than ten years. Therefore, in the fog, when Liu Xufei was in danger, Mr. Hongye didn't think about it, so he helped and brought Liu Xufei and Shayu back to Hongye Slope to settle down.

But Mr. Momiji knew that Liu Xufei was his daughter, which was impossible. In that year, he buried his wife and daughter with his own hands, one large and one small, two graves. More than ten years ago, overnight, Mr. Hongye, who was originally preparing to be a happy father, lost his wife and daughter, which was a heavy blow to him, he hoped that Liu Xufei was Chen'er, but what if it wasn't?

The beggar mother-in-law knelt on the ground with a "bang" and choked up: "Sir, the old slave knows that Mr. is sad and does not want to mention the pain of the past, but the grave of the eldest lady has been turned over and the whereabouts of the body are unknown, which is very likely, the eldest lady is still alive, and I beg Mr. not to give up this last glimmer of hope." ”

Mr. Momiji waved his hand to signal Granny Qiwu to stand up, and muttered: "Qiwu, the old man knows that you have a deep affection for Juanjuan, and you also hope that her daughter is still alive, but why should you deceive yourself? The grave is turned over and the body is stolen, this is a common thing, I think, someone must have stolen Chen'er......"

"No, sir......" The beggar stood up tremblingly, stepped forward, and said excitedly: "Sir, the eldest lady must not be dead, back then, didn't the nearby villagers vaguely hear the baby's cry?

Looking at the begging mother-in-law who was full of anticipation with teary eyes, an excited and vicissitudes of life, Mr. Hongye sighed and said, "Qiwu, it is really a blessing for Juanjuan to have you to take care of her before she died." Don't worry, I'll stay on the slope for a little longer, so go down first. ”

Granny Qiwu looked delighted, bowed down and said, "Mr. Xie." It's just that the wrinkles on the beggar mother-in-law's face are piled up, tears are falling, and her temples are full of wind and frost, her joy is not beautiful at all, and under the light of the moonlight, it is even more old and ugly. However, she can feel the deep concern and deep longing for her relatives emanating from her whole body, which is the most beautiful emotion in the world, more beautiful and moving than any glamorous appearance.

"The old slave retires!" Granny Qiwu walked out of the study, leaving Mr. Momiji alone. He looked at the jumping lights, reclining in the big chair, and unconsciously, Mr. Momiji's mind vaguely appeared with the beautiful voice of his wife Juanjuan, and the picture of his daughter crying in the morning.

Tonight is a night of longing, a night of sadness, and a night of infinite hope and anticipation. Gradually, Mr. Momiji's eyes were blurred, tiredness hit, his brows became tighter and tighter, and he kept muttering: "Juanjuan, how good would it be if Chen'er was still alive...... How nice it would be if Liu Xufei was our daughter......"