Uncle Hong Lou Rong

Chapter 389 Aunt Xue, Mountain Night Talk

Chapter 389 Aunt Xue, Mountain Night Talk
It's getting foggy.

Misty clouds and mist covered the valley, and the mist was gray and white under the night, making it difficult to see people three feet away.Brother Rong was surrounded by the fire, and he couldn't help tightening his tattered coat.

Difficult tonight.

The light from the fire shone on his stern face, and there was a hint of sadness in his delicate brows.He didn't know how low the temperature dropped at night. The fire in front of his eyes and the firewood beside him couldn't last a night.

And as far as he knows, the coldest time in the mountains is not late at night, but around three or four in the morning.

That's when the dew is heaviest.

Can the fire around me burn until then?Obviously not, although a lot of firewood and hay were collected before evening.But he didn't dare to go far, the firewood definitely couldn't last the night.

The hay on Aunt Xue’s back cannot be pumped, the wooden frame that has been built cannot be dismantled, and the branches and leaves covered on it cannot be used for burning.It was the last layer of warm defense, without those things, the dew at night would make Aunt Xue wet.

"What a beautiful scene." Aunt Xue huddled behind a stone sheltered from the wind, sat under a wooden frame, and looked at the hazy fog in the valley.She rarely encountered the sight of being in the fog.

With a sigh of admiration, he looked at Brother Rong's back again.Gently said: "Come here, Rong'er, it's foggy there. Although the place is small, you can still squeeze in."

"..." Brother Rong was very hesitant. Although he looked here to avoid the strong wind in the valley, he couldn't avoid the dew.Waiting late at night, the firewood in the mountains was wet with dew, and it was impossible to light it easily.

He really wanted to pick up some while he was here, but he was worried that Aunt Xue would stay here alone.The most important point is that the double barrier of night and fog prevents him from taking risks easily.

Suddenly hearing Aunt Xue's pain in the back, she hurriedly looked back and saw Aunt Xue holding her wound with one hand with a bitter face.

"It's the wound, madam, don't move easily." Brother Rong hurried over to take care of her.

Another place in Little Qingliang Mountain.

Holding the lamp, Jia Lian persuaded: "Sister, go down the mountain first. There is heavy dew in the mountains at night. Don't suffer from the cold dew."

Baochai was silent.How could she go back, the one who fell off the mountain was her husband, and the other was her mother.The whereabouts of the two closest relatives are unknown, and they seem to be injured, how can she go back.

"Thank you for your kindness, second brother." Baochai replied politely: "Sister Feng and Mrs. Qin are unable to leave the house, so how can I leave? With Yinger and Xiangling by their side, second brother, please rest assured." stop."

Seeing this, Jia Lian pulled Xue Biao next to him again.Xue Biao and Baochai have always been close, so he wanted Xue Biao to persuade Baochai again.

Xue Biao saw that sister Bao had already led a group of maids and women into the depths of the mountains.Reluctantly said: "I'll stay with my sister, the second master will lead the servants to continue calling Brother Rong."

calling!

The second master Lian was also helpless. They went up the mountain all the way, divided into several groups and opened a road in the mountains, and went straight to the direction where Brother Rong fell.Along the way, the servants became hoarse.Not a single response was heard.

The night is cold and foggy now, and everyone is tired.

His feet were shaking right now. "The night is too dark, the servants should also take a rest."

Xue Biao pointed to a faint light coming from the mist on the mountainside.

"Second Master, please send someone to persuade that Master to come back. He is walking, and he should be separated from everyone."

Looking at the misty light, Jia Lian knew that Jia Qiang was there.Shaking his head helplessly, how could he not know that in the two mansions, Brother Rong and Jia Qiang have the best relationship.

At the beginning, the two of them could be said to be inseparable.

And everyone in the house knows that Brother Qiang treats Brother Rong very differently.This time Brother Qiang came back from Jinling, but the old concubine passed away, and even Brother Rong hadn't seen him a few times.It's not easy to finish the busy work in the mansion, and this kind of thing happened again today.

Ugh……

Before going up the mountain, when Second Master Lian saw Brother Qiang's son, he noticed that his eyes were scarlet.

Not persuaded.

"Let's recruit some people to follow him." Second Master Lian said helplessly. "I don't know if the guards of the Zhongshun Palace who opened the way down the mountain have found Brother Rong's whereabouts."

Little Qingliang Mountain is too big, many places are inaccessible, and it is very steep.

Second Master Lian gritted his teeth and said: "Look for a while, let everyone rest for a while. The mansion should have sent a lot of things to fill everyone's stomachs."

Jia Qiang had already forgotten how far she had walked and how many times she had shouted.

All he knew was how cold it was, how hot his throat was, and how dark this night was.

The moon in the sky is faintly visible.But the fog that appeared from time to time in the mountain forest made his heart tense.Is Brother Rong injured?Did he have anything to eat in the mountains?Can Brother Rong, who has never suffered before, survive such a cold.

No matter how tired you are, you can't relax, you must find Brother Rong as soon as possible.

Going forward, the fog in the mountains is even heavier.

But he moved forward without hesitation, dragging his heavy legs like hammers, and walked firmly into the dense fog.

If Brother Rong had an accident, what would be the point of everything he did?

Jia Qiang only lingered in this one thought.

Sudden……

There was a faint light there.He stepped onto a large raised rock and looked out across the valley.Indistinctly, a place in the valley was seen dancing with flames in the fog.

"Be careful."

Stones wet with dew are slippery.Fortunately, Jia Lian, who led a few people to follow, had quick hands and eyes, and held Jia Qiang together with the others.

"It's okay, watch your step at night."

"It's okay." Brother Qiang gritted his teeth while enduring the pain and replied, suddenly remembered something, and shouted: "I saw Brother Rong and the others, they are in the valley ahead. I saw a fire there, it must be them. "

"Is there a fire?" Second Master Lian was supported to stand on the stone, looking around.It was pitch black in the valley, without any light. "Where is the fire?"

"Really, I saw it. I really saw it. Uncle Lian quickly took someone to find Brother Rong in the valley and brought him out." Brother Qiang said anxiously, rubbing his buttocks that were injured by the stone.

Jia Qiang's voice attracted Baochai, Xue Biao and others.After hearing the teaching, several people went straight to the high place, found several places and held up lanterns to look into the valley.

Each person is like a lighthouse at night.

Towering on the mountainside.

Gusts of cold wind blew by whistling and whistling, blowing the lanterns in their hands swinging from side to side, and squinting their eyes uncontrollably.

"Why did you bury the charcoal fire?" Aunt Xue asked curiously.

Brother Rong wiped the sweat off his face, a gust of wind blew into his drenched clothes and made him shiver. "It's not burying him. Digging such a pit and putting a charcoal fire in it can also give us a little warmth. Covering the charcoal fire with plant ash can also keep the fire for a while."

We must save firewood.

He poked the ash away with a branch, exposing the fiery carbon inside.The light of charcoal fire imprinted on Brother Rong's face, and his appearance fell into Aunt Xue's eyes.

The originally beautiful and handsome face became a big tabby cat.

The big cat laughed and said, "Madam, go to bed early, I'll bring the wooden raft we just made to block the wind and dew outside."

Aunt Xue nodded gently, and said, "Rong'er should also rest earlier."

"I showed my wife the fire, adding a piece of wood from time to time to keep the coals burning."

The light at this time was countless times darker than before.Between the two big rocks on the back of the mountain, hiding in this rudimentary grass and wood shelf, Aunt Xue was fascinated by looking at Brother Rong's figure for a moment.

"Is Rong'er afraid?"

"kindness?"

It is absolutely impossible to say that there is no worry in my heart, but that is just worry.

As a person who was used to being wild in the countryside when I was a child, although I don't have serious knowledge of wild survival, I can barely cope with the current situation with the knowledge I learned later.

Of course, the most important point.That is, he had worries in his heart several times, and he couldn't show it in front of Aunt Xue.

A relaxed smile hung on his face.Said: "My wife just said that this place is beautiful, so there is nothing to be afraid of such a beautiful place."

There is really nothing to be afraid of.Except for the poisonous insects and snakes and the rain here, there is no need to worry too much about the others.Not to worry too much, at least for a few days.

He knows what to eat and what not to eat.

There are water sources and wild fruits.

starve.

"Don't worry, madam. Let's just make up for the wild outing that was not held during the Qingming Festival."

"Yeah. Come over here, Rong'er, it's cold to sit on a rock." Aunt Xue didn't look outside, and didn't avoid suspicion.In such an environment, there is nothing to avoid suspicion. Etiquette is the product of a comfortable life, and it is the rule of the noble.

The most important thing for the two of them is to survive, but the most important thing to survive is not to let themselves get sick.

Brother Rong held back for a while, and finally sat down beside Aunt Xue, lying on the hay next to her.

The cold wind made the two of them approach involuntarily.

"Do you still remember the scarlet monk we met in the Temple of the Reclining Buddha?" Aunt Xue said suddenly without any sleepiness.

Brother Rong was taken aback for a moment, how could he not remember that guy.He hummed lightly, and asked cautiously, "Which monk did Madam know before?"

"It's been 20 years. When we first met, he hadn't become a monk yet." Aunt Xue said politely.Trapped in memories, it was as if she had returned to the world 20 years ago, when she was a teenage girl.

"At that time, he was more romantic than Baoyu, and he was no worse than you today, and he was valued by the prince at that time. He is so dazzling!"

Speaking of the former monk with a scarlet head, Aunt Xue couldn't help showing a smile.

It was as if he had seen that handsome young man with his own eyes.

"Later? Why did he become a monk again?" Brother Rong asked curiously.He was very suspicious of Aunt Xue's past with that skinny monk.

"Later, I only heard that his home was raided, and he was nowhere to be found. I married into Xue's family not long after, and never heard of him again. It wasn't until Baochai was born that I found out that he had become a madman. monk."

Good luck tricks people.

Brother Rong thought, 20 years ago, Aunt Xue was at the age of first love, and the monk should be in her early twenties.How can Mr. Pianpian, who is in his early twenties, not be charming.

Brother Rong became suspicious again.The lame monk usually appears with the lame Taoist.But the lame Taoist is a Xibei celestial being, so a monk with a scarlet head?

How do they know about Coca-Cola, Rolex, etc.

My head is full of questions, and I don't know who can answer them for me.

Will Jia Jing know?

King Zhongshun may know something, but will he tell himself?
Rong Ge'er suddenly narrowed his eyes, whether King Bei Jing knew something.

But King Jingjing is not in Shenjing City.

He was thinking about it, when Aunt Xue's faint voice came from next to his ear. "Actually, you are not the first person who claims to be from the sky. He once said that he came from the sky. This was the atmosphere at that time, and everyone wanted to have something to do with the sky. That's why your family's Baoyu has such a adventure."

Jia Rong opened her eyes wide in disbelief.

Could it be... No, if that guy really came here, how could he be so miserable?What a waste he was in his previous life, even a semi-literate himself can make up something.

he……

Brother Rong asked, "Why are there so few rumors of people coming from heaven in recent years?"

"Isn't Rong'er?" Aunt Xue smiled lightly.The cold forced the two of them to get closer.The warm fragrance overflows and penetrates the nostrils.

"Besides me, has my wife heard of other people from heaven in recent years?"

"Gone."

strangeness.It seems that Jia Jing must be asked about this matter.It was too careless for me to ignore this issue at the beginning.

"Madam, tell me what happened before that monk became a monk."

After hearing this, Aunt Xue blushed for no reason.Thinking of my own dementia, I couldn't help laughing.Recalling the conversation with the monk at the Temple of the Reclining Buddha today, he said with relief: "He used to be just like you now, and I am that little Daiyu who occasionally plays with his temper."

So hot?

Brother Rong almost wanted to gossip about what happened between Aunt Xue and the monk.Suppressing his curiosity, he asked, "Since he was so beautiful back then, how did he steal his house so well?"

"It has something to do with the crown prince at that time. I was implicated." Aunt Xue replied slowly.

But the words that the monk asked himself today sounded in his mind.

"Has Madam been happy these years? Does being rich make people happy?" Aunt Xue couldn't come back.Ask yourself, and you can't ask whether you are happy or not.

The monk's sentence: "It's good, it's good, it's right for individuals to do what makes them happy."

But she didn't know why she couldn't help but have the urge to cry.

At this moment, Aunt Xue really seemed to have returned to 20 years ago.The voice of that year was actually remembered in my ears, and I couldn't help muttering to myself: "Thinking about the past is vague and unbearable, and the smoke and dreams, how many times there is boundless hatred, bitterness and sourness... One year in spring, the peach blossoms are red; when you look back, who did you meet in the world; Thing, who said that young and loving love will always turn gray..."

Hearing Aunt Xue's trembling voice, Brother Rong's heart also trembled.Sure enough, the monk had a past with Aunt Xue.

Very old.

The past is like smoke, always choking people to tears.

He didn't even bother to guess the real identities of the monk with the scarlet head and the crippled Taoist.

The night is dead.

Brother Rong got up and added two pieces of wood, picked charcoal fire, and saw that they were scarlet.

After a night, the person wakes up.

Brother Rong only felt the warmth in his hands, as hot as fire.

Looking down, the person lying in his arms had pale lips and was extremely weak.

Are you cold?Injured immune system weakened by the cold?
"Madam." Brother Rong didn't care about other things, he just watched that the fire pit on the ground had long since lost its warmth.He found the water that had been treated last night and moistened her lips.

What should I do next?
(End of this chapter)

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