The sun and the moon shine together

In Dajing, Huizhou, Shexian County, at the foot of Huangshan East Mountain, there is a white wall and gray tile Huizhou style residential building, which is located in the picturesque countryside between green mountains and green waters. The village is called Yuezhuang. There is a Moon Lake in the middle of the village. All villagers live around the lake.

Most people in Yuezhuang are surnamed Li.

The Li family is a textile merchant.

Long ago, Yuezhuang was not as quiet and beautiful as it is now. After the Li family moved here, they spent money to draw water from the Huangshan Valley. There are two streams of water: one stream flows into the village from the entrance of the West Village, passing through the front and back of each house, converging in the middle of the village, forming a moon lake, and then flows out of the village; The other is Yuehe River, which flows from west to south, passes through the fields, surrounds most of the villages, and flows eastward into Xin'an River.

In the seventeenth year of Jingkang, on the evening of the first day of July, the fog on the Huangshan Mountain was steaming, and the smoke curled up on the Moon Lake and the Moon River, blurring the outline of the Moon Villa.

After class, a group of urchins swarmed to the entrance of the South Village to play on the stone arch bridge of the Moon River. Suddenly, a motorcade came over the bridge, and two men riding horses were escorted by the leading carriage. One of them was a young man named Li Zhuowang, who was from Yuezhuang.

Li Zhuowang shouted, "Don't run around, watch out for the car!"

The naughty boys hurried to the bridgehead, looked at the motorcade, and whispered:

"This is not Master Li?"

"It's Master Li. She came back to see his mother. My mother said that Mrs. Li would not close her eyes until she saw her son for the last time."

Master Li's name is Li Zhuohang.

He is now the head of the Li family.

When the carriage came near, it looked very ordinary, but it was extraordinary after careful examination: the wooden walls were not carved, but had simple and exquisite log texture; The rubber tire runs smoothly on the stone bridge, unlike the wooden wheel that makes a "rattle" sound.

Delicate fan-shaped window, with the curtains open, revealing two faces, one big and one small. The older one was a young man in his twenties, with straight eyebrows, phoenix eyes, straight nose, thin lips, and a handsome face; In her arms was a little girl with delicate eyebrows and eyes, about four or five years old. The girl was looking at the distant mountains and fields through the car window. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the wayside urchins. She quickly took back her gaze and looked at them. Her eyes were full of curiosity.

The naughty boys could not help holding their breath.

The carriage passed in front of them and entered the villa. After the last carriage also crossed the bridge, they rushed forward and followed. And discuss:

"Which one is that?"

"It's a little servant girl."

"Nonsense! Can the servant girl be held by Master Li?"

"It's a young lady. I heard from my grandmother that she gave birth to a girl, and the Li family will be the last. In the future, she will have an adopted son."

……

The voice fades away and hides in the villa.

A series of barking dogs were heard in the villa, stirring the calm Moon Lake.

The Moon Lake is like a crescent moon, and Li Mansion is located at the center of the bowstring.

Between the two horizontal beams of the gate building is embedded a stone carving of "Hundred Children". The hundred urchins have different forms and rich verve.

The entrance is the vestibule, with a courtyard in the middle, wing rooms on both sides, and a hall at the back; The hall is separated by a middle door and divided into one hall and two bedrooms.

Behind the hall is another courtyard.

There are twelve patios in Li Mansion.

At this moment, in the second hall, Mrs. Li, who was dying, saw her son's tall and handsome figure and handsome face, and her old turbid eyes suddenly opened and her eyes were very bright.

Li Zhuohang stood at the door of the room and looked at the heavy, elegant and luxurious three step bed like a cage, which encircled the rich and elegant mother in the bed and was worn into a withered and dying state.

His voice was hot and his vision blurred. He hurried forward, knelt down before the bed with a "plop", and sobbed, "Mother, my son is back!" The deep and deep voice was the voice that Mrs. Li thought about day and night.

A gentle and beautiful young woman came in with the girl behind him, holding her hand and kneeling down in front of the bed. She first called "Mother", then bowed her head and pushed the girl next to her, urging, "Yao Er, kowtow to your grandmother quickly."

The girl got down on her knees and kowtowed.

The old lady was looking at her son eagerly. Hearing the voice of the young woman, she quickly turned her eyes. Her eyes missed Jiang Yuzhen, her daughter-in-law, and fell on the little girl.

"Is this... Yao Er?"

"It's Yao'er. Grandma."

"Come on, let... Grandma have a look."

Li Hanyao gets up and stands by the bed.

Although she was very strange to the old man in bed, she knew that it was her grandmother and her father told her. She took the initiative to approach, reached out her small hand, comforted the old man's dry hand, and smiled, "Grandma, don't be afraid, tomorrow will be fine."

Mrs. Li smiled silently and looked at her carefully.

The little girl wore a bun on her hair, and wore beads made of plum blossoms with pearls, rubies and jade carvings; Wearing a light pink skirt, your skin looks like snow. She inherited Li Zhuohang's straight eyebrows and straight nose, with Jiang Yuzhen's almond eyes and petal shaped red lips, and a sharp little chin with beautiful lines and slim figure.

The old lady let go of Li Zhuohang, grabbed her granddaughter's hand and firmly buckled it, saying, "A little thin..."

Li Hanyao felt pain and frowned slightly.

She didn't dodge or cry.

Jiang Yuzhen was horrified to see her mother-in-law laughing in horror, and her daughter's delicate hands were clamped by an old hand like chicken feet. She was worried because she could not give birth to a son. Seeing this, she thought her mother-in-law was angry with Li Hanyao.

She didn't dare to drag her daughter back, and hurriedly said, "Mother, his wife took a concubine for him! He didn't want to. Ask her to point out one, and she will obey." She said, kowtowing.

When Li Zhuohang was sad, he noticed his wife's fear. In the face of his dying mother, he did not hesitate for a moment. He took a step on his knees, moved sideways towards the head of the bed, and stretched out a jade and bamboo like hand to cover the back of the old lady's hand.

The old lady could not help releasing Li Hanyao.

Li Zhuohang gently grasped the thin hand, extended the other hand, folded his hands, wrapped his mother's hand in the middle, choked and said firmly: "Mother, don't worry, the son and daughter-in-law are still young, and there will never be no chance to have a son in the future. The son asked someone to make a divination, saying that his son will never die..."

Jiang Yuzhen was stunned——

When did he have a fortune teller?

Didn't he never believe in fate?

The old lady's eyes brightened again, and she said happily, "You too... Don't worry, mother!" After saying this briefly, she turned to Jiang Yuzhen again, "It's not your fault... It's the life of the Li family... The ancestors took concubines... It's no use..."

Jiang Yu was really relieved, but did not dare to think that the old lady had let her go. The old lady did not aim at Li Zhuohang, but said to her that she was hinting at her.

She hurriedly said, "Daughter in law will be careful again..."

The old lady suddenly interrupted her, and a thin, broken voice came out of her throat, "Don't take a concubine! Your man said... Yes, you are young, and you have never had the chance to have a son. Sometimes you must have a life, and life is endless... Don't... take a concubine... well... teach...... Yao...... Son......"

She felt that her strength was rapidly disappearing. Before she could finish the sentence "Never ask for anything in your life", she urged "Don't take a concubine" and "Teach Yao Er well", as if these two things were the most important. This became her last words. After saying that, she turned her eyes to Li Hanyao and smiled away.

Her eyes were still open, with some regret in the bottom of her eyes.

This regret combined with that smile, it seems that Li Hanyao can't give up—— Not reluctant to give up his son, but reluctant to give up his granddaughter!

Li Zhuohang cried sadly: "Mother -- dear --" The voice spread outside the house, rose from the courtyard, cut through the dark sky, and shocked people in Yuezhuang.

Jiang Yu looks at her mother-in-law stupidly——

The old lady didn't want her son to take a concubine?!