Princess too Young, Prince too Old

Lu Zhishan never showed up, sitting in front of the spirit to burn Duan's paper money, leaving only Song Fu to receive in the front yard.

When Mu Nanzhi was going to condolence in the backyard, Song Fu was startled, and he wiped his tears and led Mu Nanzhi into the backyard. This was the first person willing to go to the backyard to condolence Duan's family.

Mu Nanzhi looked at the empty courtyard pavilion, the bare trees, and felt dull and uncomfortable.

Going to the main hall, Song Fuzheng was going to pass the pass. Mu Nanzhi waved his hand: "You can go to the front yard, I can go in here by myself."

Song Fu hesitated and agreed, and sighed to Mu Nanzhi before leaving: "Please ask the Jun Jun to unwind the uncle of the county. This year, the uncle of the county is having a hard time."

Defeated soldiers, disability, loss of grace, and bereavement of wives are indeed too bitter.

Mu Nanzhi moved to the main hall step by step, watching the man sit quietly in front of the spirit, and put the paper money one by one into the brazier. Mu Nanzhi watched the side of the man covered by the fire and stopped his feet. .

"Cousin," Mu Nanzhi said only half a day before she screamed. Her face was a little hot, but her heart was quite calm. "I'll sacrifice my cousin."

When Lu Zhishan heard the sound, he looked up, but he couldn't see the girl's face against the light, but she could see her nakedness. She only combed the simplest single snail, didn't wear any jewelry, he didn't speak, and just talked to the girl. head.

Mu Nanzhi walked slowly to the spirit, set the food container in his hand aside, and then fell on his knees on the futon, drew three heads towards Duan's tablet, and took the incense from the sacrifice table.

When the ceremony was over, Mu Nanzhi was sitting in a kneeling position without moving. He reached out and grabbed a handful of paper money, throwing them into the brazier one by one, the fire flickering, bringing strange warmth.

"Let's go," Lu Zhishan didn't look up, his voice was heavy, "when returning home to enjoy, don't lose your rules."

This day is the twenty-eighth lunar month, the ancestral system of Dali, and the twenty-eighth lunar month rewards the royal clan.

"I ... I told the housekeeper to wait for the reward before I went out, so I don't have to go back too early," Mu Nanzhi whispered, because he lied and didn't dare to lift his head. "Cousin, I'll stay with you for a little longer. "

Lu Zhishan didn't catch Mu Nanzhi anymore, two people sat one in front of the spirit, one kneeled, and didn't talk anymore. They tacitly staggered and threw paper money into the brazier. The paper ashes rose up and fell, Both of them were stained, and no one cared.

"You don't have to worry," Lu Zhishan suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Mu Nanzhi. "I will be buried tomorrow. My legs and feet are inconvenient and I ca n’t get out. I ’m afraid I wo n’t be able to worship her in the future. Today I just want to spend more time with her. For a while. "

"Yes, then ... then I'll go first," Mu Nanzhi was too busy throwing the paper money in his hands into the brazier, and he got up in a hurry, but felt that both legs were kneeling, too busy with both hands to support the ground, buttocks Sitting on the ground, she looked at Lu Zhishan awkwardly. "I also ... accompany me for a while."

Lu Zhishan suddenly hooked his lips, showed a slight smile, took another piece of paper money, and continued to throw them in one by one. Mu Nanzhi rubbed his legs while watching the rough hands, thinking again The other princes' fair fingers and delicate eyebrows suddenly popped out: "Cousin, you worked hard."

Lu Zhishan glanced at her and smiled again: "Where are there hard-working people in this world?"

"But you work harder than others." Mu Nanzhi flattened his mouth and grabbed the paper money in his hands, one after the other, and looked at Lu Zhishan.

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