Pick up an escargot and stew it home

On the second day of living in Liyuan, "Farewell My Concubine" was changed to "A Dream in the Garden".The person acting with Hou Xiaoyun was temporarily replaced by another Xiaosheng.Li Wenyu looked at Hou Xiaoyun's appearance was still amazing, but his demeanor was really incomparable to when he was with Yang Yuelou.

Yang Yuelou didn't sing.

In the afternoon, someone came from the entrance of Si Hutong and told Yang Yuelou that his mother was seriously ill and told him to go back quickly.

Yang Yuelou anxiously threw the octagonal hammer away and ran out of the pear garden.

Going all the way in the four alleys, the last courtyard is Yang Yuelou's home.

Half of the wall was covered with very simple mud. In the wall, because of the lack of a hostess, weeds grew everywhere, and green moss could be seen everywhere.

Yang Yuelou hurried to the door of his house, pushed the door hard, and with a "squeak", a row of weeds and old wooden houses appeared in sight.

Yang Yuelou ran too fast and kicked over the wooden barrel placed in the yard.But he didn't care about picking up the barrel, so he pushed open the door of the broken room.

There was a sour smell in the room. I saw a very thin old woman lying on the bed. Looking at her hands, they were all skinny.

Yang Yuelou didn't dislike being dirty, and knelt beside the bed, holding her hand, "Mother, what's wrong with you? Didn't you feel fine in the morning? Tell me, it hurts there."

"Son..." The old woman's voice was hoarse like a dry well that had been dried up for a long time, "Don't bother, really, really... Mother, it's really going to die."

"Mother, stop talking, I'll find a doctor for you, just wait." The nine-foot man had tears rolling down his eyes, and he could feel that this time his mother was different from before.

The old woman stretched out her withered and trembling hands, and grabbed him again and again, "Don't go, child, don't waste money for your mother."

She tried hard to make herself smile, all the wrinkles were wrinkled together, she didn't look like a woman with hair in her forties.The old woman tremblingly wiped away the tears rolling down Yang Yuelou's face, and comforted her in a low voice: "Silly boy, it's your mother who has dragged you down all these years. Let mother go with peace of mind."

Yang Yuelou half-kneeled on the ground, an indescribable grief filled his heart, "Mother...even if it's just one more day, mother..."

The old woman's voice had already dropped, and the hand holding Yang Yuelou gradually lost strength.

Yang Yuelou wiped the tears off his face, and reluctantly put the old woman's hand on the bed, "Mother, how can my son see you in such pain, mother, you must wait for your son to come back!"

As he spoke, he stood up with a thud, and ran outside again stumbling.

In the next yard, Aunt Zhou, who often helped Yang Yuelou, walked into the small courtyard, and happened to bump into Yang Yuelou.Looking at Yang Yuelou's anxious look, she said, "Go call for a doctor? I've already ordered someone to call for it, and I'm on my way."

Hearing this, Yang Yuelou nodded gratefully, and then walked into the house again.

Aunt Zhou said, "Hey, Xiaolou, don't blame your aunt for talking too much. Your mother's illness is really hanging by money. This time, I think it's really hanging. You are not young anymore, your mother Can you still not understand that little thought? Auntie thinks, you let your mother live in such pain, it would be better...Hey, what do I tell you, what auntie said, you are, ah, committing crimes. ..." Aunt Zhou didn't go on to say the rest, but Yang Yuelou couldn't understand the truth in the middle.They all feel that his mother is dragging her down, and death may be the best solution.But how could he bear it.

"Thank you, auntie, I understand." Yang Yuelou looked for the veil with his head down, turning a deaf ear to the words that had been wafting past his ears so many times.

"Your mother's illness started when she came to this courtyard." Aunt Zhou followed Yang Yuelou into the house, glanced at Yang Yuelou's mother, and suddenly exclaimed, "Xiaolou, I see Your mother's illness may not necessarily be a problem with her bones. Look at her hands, look at them, look at them... Alas, your mother's face is so dark. Look at her arm, it's What, ah, evil, this kind of thing is only available when ghosts are haunted."

Hearing this, Yang Yuelou pulled out his mother's arm and saw that there was indeed a long, dark black line on it, as if all the nutrients of a person were absorbed by this line.

Suddenly, he felt that this yard was a bit eerie when he first came here. When he was young, he had to learn from his master and couldn't go home often. Sometimes when he came back, he could see his mother talking to herself. He thought her mother was just too lonely. up.

Yang Yuelou's face froze, "Auntie, what should I do? What will happen if you are haunted by ghosts!"

"I'll find someone from Qingxu Temple for you. It's at the family opposite the Liyuan. They recently hired someone to perform a ritual. You wait." Aunt Zhou was enthusiastic, and she lost her soul when she saw Yang Yuelou's picture. Looked like, hurried to help to find a Taoist priest to help.

The more I think about some things, the more strange I feel. Could it be that his mother has been haunted by ghosts for many years?

The doctor came faster than the Taoist chief. After hearing and asking for a while, he shook his head and said, "It can't be done. The madam is already terminally ill. I can't do anything about it. Unless Hua Tuo is alive, you'd better invite someone else."

This doctor is the most famous doctor in this area, if he can't do it, then who else can save his mother.

Yang Yuelou stretched out his hand to hold his mother's skinny arm, the dark black line almost hurt his eyes.

Aunt Zhou acted quickly, and after several times of earnestness, the Taoist priest who finished the ritual did not immediately return to the Qingxu Temple, and followed Aunt Zhou to the small courtyard of Yang Yuelou's house.

This Taoist leader is Qiu Qianzhong, a senior brother of Qingxu Guanzhiguan, who has some skills. I heard that they are all well-known in the imperial palace. It is also a good idea to be invited to the small broken courtyard of Yang Yuelou's house at once. It is really a blessing of fate.

As soon as Qiu Qianzhong entered the yard, he frowned.

The aunt of the Zhou family asked, "Master Taoist, is there something weird about this yard?"

Qiu Qianzhong nodded, and said lightly, "This place is very cloudy, and there are ghosts haunting it, and they have stayed here for many years. You see, even flies and mosquitoes dare not approach this place, not because the master cleaned it up quickly. , but because the rot has accumulated for too long, and even the breath of a living person has been covered up."

Aunt Zhou's back felt chills when she heard it.She suddenly understood why she felt so weird every time she came here.No matter how kind-hearted she was, she dared not go any further.

"Master Dao, that poor child is in the house. I, I have something to do at home, so I won't go in with me." Aunt Zhou walked out of the Yang family's yard quickly with an ugly face, muttering as she walked. He kept saying, "Yo, what a crime, what a crime!"

Qiu Qianzhong didn't expect that, after hearing what Aunt Zhou said, he thought he was just a brat, and he was a little bit brave enough to stay in the world and harm others.It can be imagined that there is so much resentment in this yard.

He looked back at the overgrown weeds in the yard, chuckled slightly, and walked in from the outside.

As soon as you enter the room, you can smell a strong smell of herbs, with some kind of decayed smell of the patient, which is very uncomfortable.

Yang Yuelou saw Qiu Qianzhong coming in, and seeing his attire, he naturally guessed that he was the powerful Taoist priest that Aunt Zhou said.There was light in his eyes, and he hurriedly stood up, a little incoherent, "Daoist, Taoist, help me to see my mother...my mother..."

Qiu Qianzhong raised his wide sleeves and waved his hands, signaling Yang Yuelou not to continue. He walked up to the old woman and pulled out her arm. It didn't take long before the black line was darker than the original color. A deeper one.

Judging from Qiu Qianzhong's many years of experience, this is probably a bone ghost with deep resentment, cutting bones into flutes, and entangled in the world every night.Thinking of this possibility, he frowned.This woman probably won't come back, her yang energy has been sucked out by this ghost, and there is no way to recover.

But seeing Yang Yuelou kneeling on the ground, the majestic seven-foot man was crying, feeling helpless, he took out two talisman papers from his sleeves, and took a small bowl beside him.The talisman disappeared as soon as it entered the bowl, and the water in the bowl became clearer.

He gave the bowl to Yang Yuelou, "Come, feed your mother to drink."

Yang Yuelou obeyed, took the bowl, and managed to make the old woman drink a few sips of water.After about a while, a miracle really happened, the black line on the old woman's hand gradually disappeared.

There was joy in Yang Yuelou's eyes, the Zhou family's aunt really didn't lie to him, her mother's illness for many years must be cured.There was joy in his tone, "Prince Daoist, is my mother still saved? Priest Daoist, what should my mother do now, please tell me, Priest Daoist."

But Qiu Qianzhong shook his head, "Your mother's yang energy has been exhausted, and what I gave her to drink is a clear water talisman. This talisman can only dissolve the resentment that was squeezed in her body, nothing else will help. "

Yang Yuelou looked at Qiu Qianzhong in disbelief, but he clearly saw that his mother's complexion had improved a lot, and her palms began to feel warm, how could it be, how could it be!

Qiu Qian said in a bell, "Benefactor, this is the reflection of the light."

Yang Yuelou stood up from the ground with a "crack", and went forward to grab Qiu Qianzhong's arm out of control, "Daoist, Daoist, why is this so? My mother is kind by nature, why is it her?" I have been tortured like this! Where is that little devil! I want to kill it, I want to kill it!"

Qiu Qianzhong narrowed his eyes, "The benefactor is calm, people live in the world, and they have their own destiny and reincarnation, which cannot be tampered with. The benefactor should accept the reality earlier. Your mother's time is running out. In the days to come, take care of yourself." Fulfill her wish and cherish the few days left. As for that evil ghost, since Pindao met it, it is also its fate, and Pindao will naturally take it away!"

How does Yang Yuelou accept this reality, as if he was given hope and then sent flying with a fist!He begged Qiu Qianzhong bitterly, but Qiu Qianzhong didn't

There was a way, but in the end he had to leave first, and wanted to wait for him to calm down before coming to the Yang family's yard to catch ghosts.

Yang Yuelou was about to chase after Qiu Qianzhong unwillingly, but was stopped by Yang's mother who woke up, "Xiaolou, don't go, mother is fine."

He was stunned, and turned around to find that his mother was able to sit up by herself, and her face miraculously returned to the luster of his childhood, and even her voice became much clearer.

"Mother." He was trembling when he heard his own voice, afraid, unstoppable fear, sickness is still normal in life, such a face, so abnormal, how could he find a reason to lie to himself, these are fake, Taoist priest It's all a lie, mother will be fine.

He let out a heavy breath, and it took him a while to calm down, "Mom, are you hungry, let me make you something you like?"

Mother Yang smiled slightly, "Okay, mother will cook with you. Then how about we make green balls? Didn't you like to eat green balls the most?"

After speaking, Mother Yang miraculously got off the bed, with an unusual look on her face.She stretched out her hand to hold Yang Yuelou's hand, and searched around in the back kitchen, but she didn't find any powder for making green balls at home.

"Mom, I'll go buy it." He strode out.When he walked to the door, he turned his head and saw Yang's mother turned her head, her hair hanging by her ears, and her eyes were slightly sad.This appearance suddenly reminded Yang Yuelou of the time when his father had just passed away.

If his mother left him at that time, such a beautiful mother could marry a good man no matter what.Just to support him, a person has to wash dozens of buckets of clothes a day.Obviously she is also the youngest daughter of an official family, and she was also a beloved wife when her father was around, but in this unpredictable fate, she forcibly washed her bare hands into a rough appearance.

He looked at Yang's mother seriously for a long time, until the dark eyes were completely filled with warm liquid.He turned his head and ran out the door.

The afterglow of the setting sun made his face extraordinarily firm, but he felt his whole body trembling.

The author has something to say: I went to do an emergency drill for elevator safety, and saw my colleague fall down in a very real performance, and put his face on the elevator seriously, and even left a lot of lines on his face when he got up. strip traces.

You teach me, how can I not laugh.I really endured so hard, but I couldn't laugh, because I also had to play a slightly injured passenger.