MTL - To Raise a Soul-~ 85. Wedding plan

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Readers with a V-subscription ratio of less than 50% see that the last three days of updates will be anti-theft content. "Grandpa, are you blessing me?"

He smiled and sighed, hangs the rag on the edge of the bucket, looks up at the statue of the old man, and then shakes his head, bending over and lifting the bucket around the backyard.

Yu Grandpa is very sloppy in eating and drinking. Two sets of robes are worn and patched for decades. The steamer steamed buns can be used for half a month. The wooden bed is sleeping, and the old cotton wadding is covered. In addition to winter, there are three in all seasons. The seasons are all cold showers.

Moreover, he is very stubborn and unwilling to move the bricks and tiles in the Taoist temple, and almost insist on maintaining the Taoist "original ecology".

After making money, Yu Yu wanted to help the old man to renovate the Taoist temple. Without making major changes, he would only re-take the wire line, repair the kitchen, and install an electric water heater. He wanted the father to live comfortably.

But the old man did not do it, and he almost drove him out of the house for this matter.

I remembered the past, Yu Yu was a little bit fascinated, until the firewood in the stove made a "squeaky" sound, he woke up to God, see the water in the pot has been boiled, busy putting down the dry wood ready to be added, got up and took a shower Use the big wooden barrel and start to install hot water inside.

There is no water heater, no Yuba, no serious bathroom, the kitchen door may even leak air, but Yu Yu is soaked in the tub, but it doesn't feel cold at all.

Suddenly he understood some of Grandpa's stubbornness. In this little Taoist view, which is almost isolated from the world, although the days have been bitter, the satisfaction is very easy to obtain.

It was just a hot shower after a hard winter night, and he actually felt that he was already very happy.

After the shower, the body completely relaxed. He went to the backyard vegetable field and picked up a handful of vegetables and turned back to the kitchen to give himself a bowl of green noodles.

After filling his stomach, he finally felt a little sleepy. Regardless of whether he was sleeping properly during the day, he would not sleep in the evening. He obeyed his yawn and went to the room where he lived with his grandfather, paved the bed and went in the air. Never leave the smell of incense sticks, close your eyes and sleep.

The hospital, Yin Yan opened his eyes, eyes clear and clear is not like just waking up, looking at a certain point in the void, finger fretting: "Go, as a reward for borrowing your body, your request should be down."

A breeze fell in love with the window, until the door of the ward was pushed open, a pair of middle-aged couples and a teenager appeared behind the door, "he" was rolled over the curtains, dissipated between the heavens and the earth.

Yin Le felt that she was blind, and actually saw the curtains in the windless automatic, and some inexplicable people wanted to cry.

"Xiao Yan!"

A woman with a short, short hair walked quickly to the bedside. She always insisted on not crying. She suddenly couldn’t help but shed tears. She sat down at the bed and took the eldest and thin hand of her eldest son. Her expression was calm and her tears were not. live.

She felt that she was a little strange, but she couldn’t help but cry when she saw her little son and her husband, and blamed this strangeness on her mother’s nature.

A strong woman will inevitably lose control when she sees her son who has walked away from the gate of Ghost.

No one spoke, and only one family of three cries left in the ward.

Yin Yan turned his eyes and swept three people one by one. The fate they had had appeared in front of them - the eldest son died, the mother blamed himself, the sorrow was overly ill, the father was violent and angered, and at all costs revenge the woman who killed the eldest son. The family eventually fell, the mother died young, the father was imprisoned, and the younger son was depressed for life.

He frowned and restrained the discomfort of holding the mother's hand, then sat up and whispered, "I'm fine."

His voice was not big, but the three people who were crying were quiet, and they only felt that the words seemed to fall directly into the bottom of their hearts, and they were afraid that they would fade away after all the panic in their hearts.

The crying began to break, Qiu Feiqian first cleaned up the emotions and wiped away the tears, leaning over to the weak son lying on the bed, pressed the corner, can not refuse to say: "You have been doing things for so long, the Korean family has no one Come over and give me a Yin family, but Han Ya, who was slightly injured, didn’t even show up, Xiao Yan, no matter how you persuaded, my mother must give the Korean family a lesson!"

"Feiqian." Yin Hexiang called his wife, worried that her words stimulated a serious injury to a son.

In the circle, who doesn’t know that Yin’s young master Yin Yan’s bitter love and unrequited love for Han’s daughter, Han Ya, is not allowed. When he came across Han Ya’s affairs, there was almost no bottom line and principle. Hanya’s heart was all in the Wu family. The only son Wu Xuan, just fishing for Yin Yan as a spare tire.

As parents, they have also tried to persuade the eldest son for this matter, but they are all useless. Yin Yan is like Han Ya’s fascinating soup, and Hanya’s spare tires are deadly, and no one else can accommodate others. It is said that Han Ya is not good at all, but also loves the house and the Ukrainian.

Although helpless and sad, but in the face of a child, they can only compromise.

"It’s useless to call me!"

Almost experienced the pain of losing a child, Qiu Feiqian is no longer willing to continue to compromise, hate said: "I am such two sons, this time Han Ya tossed a small half-life, then the next time? Then continue this, small The sooner or later, I have to confess in the hands of Han Ya! Today I will put my words here. Anyone in this world can enter the door of my Yin family. Even if it is a dog or a cat, she can’t do it!”

She was really angry, and she was afraid, and she panicked, and she said that she was more and more left.

"Xiao Yan, don't blame the mother's special system. If you want to go to the Hanya in the future, then I would rather not have your son! Don't call me again in the future!"

The atmosphere of the Yin family has always been harmonious. Although Qiu Feiqian has a bit of a knife and a heart, he never said this in front of his two sons.

Yin Hexiang was shocked. He was afraid that his wife would be angry with himself. He was even more afraid of stimulating his eldest son to come forward. He was busy pushing up his wife's shoulders and opened his mouth to be persuaded, but he was robbed by Yin Yan, who had been silent for a long time.

"Mother." A slightly sizzling tone, calm and calm voice, but strangely with a touch of comfort: "There are guests coming."

The cool voice slid over the cheeks like a breeze, and Qiu Feiqian’s emotions shattered like smoke, turning his head to look at the open ward door.

Han Ya, who is about to leave quietly, is a bit stiff, and the voice that sounds like Yin seems to be different from before, but the idea is just a flash. She bit her lip and remembers what Yin’s mother just said. Embarrassed and wronged.

She didn't want to worry about the accident. The accident was caused by her drunkenness and stealing the steering wheel. But Yin Yan has no responsibility?

Yin Yan saved her, she is very grateful, but Yin mother should not say her, she also has self-respect.

"Who is outside?"

Qiu Feiqian is not very patient. Seeing that there is a personal shadow in the corridor, but no one has come in, can't help but raise the voice and ask.

The figure in the hall moved, and then Han Ya’s tall and slender figure appeared at the door.

She did not come in, only standing red and staring at the door, watching the Yin Yan sitting on the hospital bed, screamed low: "Inflame..."

Qiu Feiqian’s heart just came down and the fire came up. He walked to the door in three or two steps. He raised his hand to her face and slammed. "You don't deserve to call my son! Han Ya, I tell you, later. You and Wu Xuan quarreled to drink to commit suicide, find a clean place to go, don't come to my son! Roll! You are not welcome here!"

No one thought of this slap, Han Ya was directly beaten, and looked at the face and hated the hateful Qiu Feiqian, his shoulders shaking, the beautiful apricot eyes with tears, once again toward the hospital bed. Yin Yan looked.

"The car accident, ‘I’ forgive you.”

Yin Yan spoke when she looked over and her tone was calm.

Han Ya’s face was a joy, Qiu Feiqian’s head was a sigh, and he hated the iron and turned to look at him. He called out, “Xiao Yan!”

"This life owes, the next life is to return a sum of money." Yin Yan looked away, pale and slender fingers crossed on the abdomen, side face bathed in the morning sun, I do not know whether it is an illusion The shallow twilight that he should have suddenly became dark as night, which made people unable to stop exploring.

"Let's go, don't appear in front of the Yin family, they will not be happy."

Yin Hexiang was surprised. I didn't expect the eldest son to say this.

Yin Le suddenly remembered that when he was at the hospital entrance that day, the big brother inexplicably said the phrase "good.", the brain flashed a flash of light, and asked: "Big brother, I asked for you that day, you promised?"

Yin Yan looked at him and nodded.

"Big brother, you are great!"

Yin Le was almost happy, and couldn’t help but rush to the bed and pick up an orange from the fruit basket. Mei Zizi said: "Big brother, this orange can be sweet, I will peel it for you!"

Qiu Feiqian quickly returned to God after screaming at God, and the pain in his face disappeared. He was replaced by pleasure and gratification.

She looked back at Han Ya, who seemed to be shocked by her son's accommodating order. She only felt that the bad breath that had been lingering for many years had finally come out, and she stepped forward to block Han Yazhen’s view of the hospital bed, and sneered and said: It’s not the second time, Han Ya, go back and tell your parents, you almost killed my son’s account, I will calculate with them.”

After talking about ignoring the sight of Han Ya’s fear, he took a step back and slammed the door hard.

boom!

Yin Yan took back the sight of the window, and the fingers that were handed over were released. He clicked on the quilt and looked up at Yin Hexiang, who should be the head of the family. He seriously asked: "This world...who wants to enter into a marriage contract here. What do I need to prepare?"

Yin Hexiang heard a word.

Marriage contract? What is this old saying, wait, how did the son suddenly mention this, is his just awakening is fake? I still miss the Hanya in my heart?

Qiu Feiqian, who turned and walked back, apparently went with him. The eyebrows were wrinkled, and the mouth was about to persuade, but he was interrupted by the young son whose mood was already flying.

"Drawing a marriage contract? Big brother, you are saying that you are getting a marriage license. You only need a household registration card. The trouble is to get married... Wait, how come you suddenly asked this question, are you, you..."

Yin Le said that half of him realized that it was wrong, the good mood of flying was stuck, and he swallowed his mouth and mouth, fearing that he would once again poke his own big brother’s fragile nerve called unrequited love. When the words turn, the tongue is knotted and asked. Road: "Big Brother, you, are you interested in marriage?"

Yin Yan nodded gently, Yin Le saw a cold breath, only that the sky was going to collapse.

Qiu Feiqian finally couldn’t help but step forward and said: "Xiao Yan, I will not allow you to be with Han Ya, this life is impossible!"

Yin Hexiang calmly pressed his wife, although he did not speak, but he also disapproved in his eyes.

Knowing what I want to know, Yin Yan’s loose hands were once again in the same position. The sights swept over the three people who obviously wanted to smash and shook their heads: “My favorite marriage partner is not Hanya, but a... little gardener.”

When he spoke of the last three words, his voice suddenly fell down, and he faintly brought a touch of gentleness, but unfortunately the family of three who was arrogantly did not hear it.

They face each other and are full of fog.

Little gardener? Who?

After the Qing dynasty, the back of the mountain, carrying the shackles of the shackles, stopped under a blossoming peach tree, which was full of strange eyes.

Peach blossoms did not bloom in March and April. How did this tree open at the end of December, and it changed?

Yu Yu has not heard the voice of the outside world, and he does not feel the touch of others. He only feels cold and cold. Every cell in the body is telling him about it. I hope he can save himself.

噗通.

The mahogany sword caught in the hand fell to the ground, and the consciousness seemed to be moving away. The ear faintly heard a strange ringing sound, feeling that there was an invisible black shadow approaching, trying to get rid of his soul.

"spread."

A familiar cool sound in the chaotic world suddenly rang in the ear, then slammed, the ringing tone disappeared, the consciousness returned, and the outside voice reappeared, with a pair of long legs wrapped in black trousers in front of him.

"Mr. Yin, Yu Yu, he is not right, it seems to be ill."

"He is just too cold."

The warmth of the breath came from the front, and the hand holding the pillar gradually loosened, reaching out to the front, and there was no excess emotion of fear in the slow thinking, leaving only the instinct for survival.

Live and want to live.

Even if you only have one person left, you still want to live.

Yin Yan stretched his arm to catch his body, and gently lifted him into his arms, slowly following his back, waiting for his frozen body to soften down and then stop moving, looking sideways at the big eyes. The old Huang came over and said politely: "Please come and help me with some hot water, thank you."

Lao Huang’s gaze turned in his calm expression and the armpits in his arms. Some reactions did not come, but turned and walked toward the kitchen. He couldn’t help but stop and walk back. .

"Take it."

Yin Yan held the porridge bowl with one hand and stretched out to Yu Yu, who had already stood by himself.

The back of the old Huang’s Yu Yan’s words reached out and put the still cold palm into Yin’s palm.

The two entered the room hand in hand and disappeared behind the door.

Old Huang squatted on the door panel and couldn't believe it.

Is this situation a bit wrong, how does it seem to be different from what he thought?

Finally, I can get along with each other. Yin Yan let Yu Yu sit on the edge of the bed and gently squat in front of him.

Yu Yu, who was confused by his eyes, suddenly woke up from a chaos. He blinked and saw Yin Yan standing in front of him, his heart shrinking and he wanted to run.

"You are dying."

Yin Yan spoke directly, and his face was quietly throwing a bomb.

Yu Yu got up and stagnation, looked at him with a big eye, and his fingers tightened and found that the mahogany sword was gone, quiet for a few seconds, and then liked to accept the life, softly sitting down on the bed, said a dumb voice : "Can you kill me after a while, I want to go to the grandfather to burn some paper."

By the way, I also burn myself.

Yin Yan looked at the top of his head with his hair twitching, with a little helplessness in his eyes, silently sighing, consciously stepping back and standing far away from him, then picking up the porridge bowl on the bedside table, explaining while gently turning Road: "It is not me who wants to kill you, but yourself."

Yu Yu a sigh, could not help but look up at him.

"You are incomplete. In the past, I was in your body. You can still be safe and worry-free. You can avoid the sorrow and detect the peace. Now the soul is broken, I can't stay in your body again. Can't live safely, look at yourself."

As he turned, the peach porridge rose again, and the porridge was faintly scattered.

"People should have three souls and six scorpions, but you only have one soul and two scorpions. It is not easy to live until now, in case..."

Yin Yan said that half of the sudden stop, reached out and handed over the porridge bowl, said: "Eat, this is a gift from the mountain god, can help you temporarily stabilize the soul, from the troubles of the lost soul."

The amount of information given in this remark is too big, and Yu Yu can't digest it. The sacred nose of the gods smells the tempting scent of peach porridge, instinctively reaches for it, then waking up to God, and asks: "Why, What is the insufficiency? What is the body? What is the ecstasy? I, you..."

There are too many things to ask, he is not a good talker, his mind is not very agile, and he is directly stuck in a shock.

Yin Yan suddenly reached out and pressed his head, whispered: "First drink porridge, Director Huang came."

When the voice just fell, the door was pushed open by the old yellow with the boiling water bottle. He walked inside and thought that he could not look at the situation with two people. He said: "The hot water is coming, how is Yu? Is it still uncomfortable?"

Yu Yuchang’s size has not been overwhelmed by such a slight relative. He didn’t even notice the old Huang’s words. There are still many places that I don’t understand, but the strange ones no longer feel fear, and my heart suddenly pops up. An idea and a firm belief.

- The person who touches his head like this will not harm him, absolutely not.

The idea came very suddenly, but when it appeared, it took root in the brain, as if he had thought about it in his life, and engraved this idea in the soul, only to stimulate someone to come across this life.

Very warm, the other hand.

He immersed himself in a peach porridge with a good temperature. He only felt that sweetness and warmth spread from the tip of his tongue to the whole body, and people couldn't help but sigh.

... just like Grandpa’s hand.

"He didn't have breakfast after getting up in the morning, some had low blood sugar, and now it's okay to drink porridge."

Yin Yan instead of stupid Yu Yu answered the problem of Lao Huang. He took the water bottle in the previous step. He was very familiar with the way to find the tea cup on the cabinet. He poured a cup of hot water to Yu Yu’s hand and then watched it. Said to the old Huang: "I am bothering you, please be sure to enjoy your face at noon."

What is the story of the upside down of the host and guest?

The old yellow became more and more stunned. He looked at his face and looked still awkward. He remembered the taro noodles and porridge pickles that he had just seen in the kitchen. He was so sad that he couldn’t help but sigh and shook his head and said, "No... ...Yu Yu, although your grandfather has gone, but the days have to go on, don't be too harsh on yourself, you...hey, I will go first, and other family subsidies are waiting for me to send it."

After all, it is not a very familiar and very younger generation. He can't say much. Seeing that the two people misunderstood before the two have been able to communicate normally, they simply greet them and prepare to leave.

After drinking the porridge, Yu Yu finally thought about it. He was busy and stood up. He was very embarrassed to want to stay, but he remembered the empty kitchen basket in his kitchen. He spoke with a sigh of relief and then touched his body in anxiously. The cigarette that was not finished after the last funeral was stuffed with two boxes for the old yellow.

In the front house, Yin Legang, who was sitting in the front of the house, was ready to get up and go to the backyard to eavesdrop. He saw his own big brother and the Yu Yu who seemed to regard the big brother as a ghost. He walked out with a polite and sent away Huang Huang.

"???"

what's the situation?

Standing on the door of the courtyard with only half of the door panels, the figure of Lao Huang disappeared at the end of the dirt road. Yu Yu looked sideways at Yin Yan and hesitated to open: "You..."

"Returning the corpse to the soul, living with the same life, you feel that there is nothing wrong with that day. The person you want to save has indeed passed away. Now in this body, it is just a touch of the soul that was once associated with you."

Yin Yan looked at him, his eyes were calm and tolerant, and his voice sighed with a slight sigh: "Yu Yu... I want to talk to you for a long time." The concept of time has been blurred for a long time, and I almost forgot who I am.

The firewood in the stove made a "squeaky" sound, and a sparking star floated out, falling on the hand of Yu Yu who was sitting in a daze.

"hiss--"

Yu Yu was burned back to God, and the subconsciously took Mars and rubbed his back. He looked at the finger that had recovered a little blood, and he slammed his head.

Without coldness and trouble, no longer the brain is slow, and the rational and intelligent business together, he finally digested a lot of information from Yin Yan.