Refining the Mountains and Rivers Chapter 1280: It turns out that I am Qin Yu

The village chief actually had a superb archery skill, two arrows in succession in the sound of breaking through the air, both of them fell into the eyes of two wild wolves, and they were nailed to the ground during the screams, becoming a wolf corpse.

The hidden beads are better. Except for a bite on the arm, it is not a big problem to be protected behind him, but Qin Yu's robe is almost soaked in blood.

Almost killed by two wild wolves... Qin Yu laughed at himself, turned over and fell into Zangzhu's arms.

When he woke up again, it was already three days later. In the words of the village chief, you are so courageous. He is about to get married. He secretly took his wife to the mountain to play, if it didn’t happen that he passed by, two Everyone will be eaten by wild wolves.

Zang Zhu cried with joy, and after repeatedly thanking the village chief and others, his eyes fell nervously on Qin Yu, as if he was afraid that he would faint again.

Xu was because of the high fever for three days in a row. Although Qin Yu woke up now, his head was full of slurries and a headache. He only felt that the shadows in front of him were piled up, and he was so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit.

The village chief got up and said: "When people wake up, there is no major problem, but the wounds on the body need to be recuperated for a while. Fu, don't dare to mess around anymore, and arrange for you to get married as soon as you get better. Good harvest of wild nature."

The dizziness is very uncomfortable, but he heard this sentence very clearly, Qin Yu's eyes lit up suddenly, only to feel countless memories exploding in his mind, instantly drowning his still weak consciousness.

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My name is Zhao Quanfu. I am an orphan in the village. My parents died in an accident in the early years, and they were raised by the parents of the village. There was a fiancee named Azhu, who was an orphan like me, and was brought together by the villagers after getting close to each other.

I am very happy because I finally have a home, and I am no longer alone.

But shortly before we got married, probably because I was so happy, I did a stupid thing and took Ah Zhu up the mountain to help her pick some wild flowers and make red makeup for her wedding.

I met a wild wolf. Fortunately, the village chief saved us, and like a man, I protected Azhu with my own life. This made some people in the village dissatisfied. Azhu married my bastards, finally Closing his mouth was a surprise.

Of course, what makes me even more happy is that my injury is finally healed, and the wedding date is set! Although there is a scar on her face, Azhu said that it is a symbol of a man's courage. Every time I see this scar, I can remember that I tried to protect her back.

Azhu is a good woman, and I swear I will treat her forever.

But... the only thing that puzzles me is that after waking up from a coma, I often dream at night, but I can't remember what happened in the dream every time.

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The marriage process is not unassuming and cumbersome. Because the newcomers on both sides are orphans, the village chief was elected by everyone to sit on the seat of the elders. After receiving a big gift from the couple, the whole old face smiled into a flower, saying that their parents knew well. You can also squint.

On the wedding night, Zhao Quanfu was dreaming again. He clenched his teeth and clasped his hands, sweating profusely, and his whole body was shaking.

"Ah!"

With a loud scream, he sat up abruptly, and Azhu, who had been awakened for a while, hurriedly reached out and hugged him to comfort him, "Brother Quan, it's all right, it's just a dream."

Zhao Quanfu gasped, and gradually calmed down in his wife's arms, but there was panic in his eyes.

"Qin Yu? Who is Qin Yu? Why should I remember this name? Also, what's the matter with that woman's face in the dream?"

The dream is still fuzzy, but there is something more.

In a blink of an eye, three months later, the newly formed small family has become more stable. It is a loving couple praised by everyone in the village.

Zhao Quanfu is steadfast, proficient in farming and hunting. Azhu is also ingenious. The weaving skills are recognized by many grandma, and there are signs of prosperity in his small days.

But every night, Zhao Quanfu would wake up from his sleep, and Azhu tried his best to comfort him, but it was useless.

One night, Zhao Quanfu stood up, lying on the bed, clasping his head with one hand, and clenching his fist with the other, and slapped his chest.

After waking up, he finally told his wife the truth. There was always a voice in his dreams, shouting the name "Qin Yu", and the appearance of a woman he had never seen before.

He squeezed Azhu’s hand tightly, his eyes were tense and nervous, "Azhu, I swear I’ve never done anything I’m sorry to you. I don’t have any impression of this name or this woman. I don’t know why, the dream is big The shouting voice, and the figure of this woman, began to blur, and I felt very uncomfortable, as if I was about to split my chest."

Azhu hugged him, trying to keep calm and eyes full of tenderness, "I believe in you, of course I believe in you... Brother Quan, since forgetting this name and that woman will make you feel uncomfortable, then try to make Don’t forget it yourself, maybe it can get you out of this nightmare."

When I got up that day, Zhao Quanfu, who had always worked hard, did not mention farm tools for the first time. Instead, he came to the house of the old man of the village head and asked him how to do carpentry work.

It was also from that day that Zhao Quanfu became the second person in the village who could master carving craftsmanship. He studied very seriously and made rapid progress. Two years later, before the death of Old Man Wang, he smiled and said that he was already green. , Can be a teacher.

After finishing the farm work in Tianzhong, I had dinner with A Zhu. Before the sky was dark, Zhao Quanfu put down the dishes and said, got up and entered the backyard.

Behind, Azhu looked at his back with a trace of complexity in his eyes. He immediately laughed and shook his head. He was really jealous with a statue. Fortunately, he didn't show it in front of Brother Quan, otherwise he would be embarrassed. .

If you are willing to carve, you can carve. Anyway, people like those in the painting will not appear in this, remote and inextricably small mountain village. Just treat it as a remedy for the devil.

At this time, Zhao Quanfu was already holding a piece of wood, sitting in front of the table whose surface had been polished out of the patina, and started to think about it.

The carving tool was named to him by the old man Wang. Although it has been used for many years, it is still dexterous and sharp in Zhao Quanfu's hands. With the movements of his hands, the wood chips and fragments fell one after another, and one appeared soon. The face of a woman.

Although it is still rough and the eyebrows are not yet clear, it is just a simple outline of the face that makes people feel a bit of elegance.

Sure enough, as time went by, the statue in Zhao Quanfu's hands gradually became a palm-sized, lifelike beauty.

The corners of her mouth are slightly cocked, her full and round lip line brings out a gentle smile, combined with the dark eyeballs carefully dotted, even gives the feeling that she is staring at you and smiling.

Zhao Quanfu stayed for a while, took a deep breath and closed his eyes, and when his heart was completely settled, he turned and pushed aside the newly built wooden house in the backyard.

At this moment, the sun is hanging west, the light is already dim, and the statues are quietly placed on the neatly placed wooden frames in the house. Several wooden frames are now more than half full. Putting this one on top, Zhao Quanfu whispered, "Qin Yu, is this your name? Although I don’t know why I can hear your voice, but probably you I want me to help you and always remember this woman."

"Don’t worry, I do a sculpture every day, even if my memory is blurred the next day, but as long as I close my eyes, my instinct will make me make a statue exactly like her, so that I will never be I will forget her again. So, if this is your purpose and you have already done it, can you stop pestering me?"

This night, the dream that tortured Zhao Quanfu for many years finally disappeared completely.

It was also from this day that Ah Zhu was completely extinguished, and Zhao Quanfu stopped carving.

In a blink of an eye, the two have been married for ten years.

Days are getting better and better. After the death of the village chief, someone even suggested that Zhao Quanfu take over, but he declined. But it was such an enviable family that made many elderly people in the village sigh because they never had children of their own.

Some people say that Zhao Quanfu can't have a home after all. When the two get old, they will be cut off from their blood, which is doomed to death.

Azhu cried very sad at night. The next day Zhao Quanfu rarely blushed with the people in the village. Since then, no one has mentioned these things.

Another five years.

Azhu said that he is willing to reconcile. With Zhao Quanfu's reputation, there will be other girls willing to marry him and pass on his clan.

Zhao Quanfu got angry for the first time, saying that she is the only woman in his life, and there will never be a second one.

Azhu was moved and cried in his arms. Zhao Quanfu, who was honest and kind throughout his life, stiffened a little, and his eyes showed guilt, because he felt that he had lied to his wife, even though he did not do anything about it. thing.

But... he is probably true. Some fell in love with the statues he made. Sometimes, he would shut himself up in a wooden house that was several times larger and didn’t want to go out. impulse.

But in the end he held back.

Zhao Quanfu tried and stopped making statues, but it was like an instinct that had been imprinted in his bones, he found that he couldn't do it.

Ten years, ten years, another decade.

The old people in the village walked one after another, looking at the reflection in the basin, Zhao Quanfu found that he had also become an old guy with white hair and wrinkles.

The children born later in the village are very willing to get close to the village. This lonely old couple not only makes the sweets made by their mother-in-law delicious, but also the small wooden animals made by Grandpa Fu can make them scream with joy.

"Grandpa Fu! Grandpa Fu!"

"Mother-in-law! Mother-in-law!"

A group of leather monkeys who had left school pushed the door and rushed into the yard. They were shocked and hurriedly silenced, because nowadays, many of their parents and grandfathers gathered in the yard.

When Zhao Quanfu heard the movement, he came out of the room, took out the packed candy and handed it to the children, with a trembling voice, "Mother-in-law is sick, and there is no time to make gadgets for you today. There will be some in a few days."

In the night two days later, the mother-in-law's condition worsened, and the only doctor in the village, with a guilty expression on his face, handed over, "Grandpa, mother-in-law is running out."

He is a younger generation, and he also received woodcarvings of candy dots and wooden horses and long sword dolls from this old couple when he was a child. He had a passion for two kind old people who had no children in their entire lives, but were extremely affectionate. Respect from the heart.

Zhao Quanfu was silent for a while, and whispered softly: "Also, she used to say that she didn’t want to go later. She has a good face and doesn’t let people say it. In fact, she is afraid of the dark. She always woke her up earlier. , Thinking about it, she was quite frightened..." After speaking, her voice trembles, and she endures her hands and said to the house humanely: "There is no junior in the family, I am afraid I will have to trouble the villagers and neighbors tomorrow for one or two, before leaving. There are some things I want to tell the old lady alone, please wait outside the door."

When everyone got up, nodded and went out silently, Zhao Quanfu came to the bed and stretched out his hand to hold his wife's hand. "You were always scared before. We are alone. What if we get sick when we grow old? Don’t be afraid now, if you walk so fast, you can suffer less, and if I send you off, don’t be afraid anymore."

Xu heard his voice. After a few breaths, her mother-in-law slowly opened her eyes, "I am not afraid of myself, but worried about what you will do. If you can send me today, who will send you in the future?" Tears fell as he said.

Zhao Quanfu smiled, "I am in good health. I am afraid there are still a few years to live. If you think about the future, you don't think too much."

Seeing his mother-in-law's face turned ruddy at a speed visible to the naked eye, although he was smiling, his eye circles turned red.

"Don't cry..."

"If I didn’t cry, I just stayed up all night and my eyes are uncomfortable. Everyone has this day. You have to take a step first. Sooner or later I will come down to reunite with you." Zhao Quanfu hesitated and said softly: "Something, I I've been guilty for half my life, and I feel uneasy not to tell you."

He met his mother-in-law’s eyes, “I’ve liked the statue a long time ago. Although it’s a dead object, I still don’t think it’s right. I’m afraid you won’t let me continue doing it. I dare not say, can you forgive me?"

The mother-in-law nodded, "I knew it, the way you look at the statue can't deceive me... But she is a statue, I am the woman who has been by your side for a lifetime, and I will not tell her Fight for your heart..."

Zhao Quanfu's body trembled, his eyes showed a trace of panic and shame. He didn't expect that the deepest thought he had hidden would have been discovered long ago.

"Azhu, I am sorry for you, I..."

The mother-in-law smiled, "I’m not to blame you, I don’t regret it at all if I can live with you all my life... It’s just that, who this woman is, I haven’t been able to see you until I die, I’m a little sorry ……"

"Old man, my time is up, don't be sad, take care of yourself alone."

The mother-in-law is gone, with tears in her eyes, but her expression is peaceful.

Zhao Quanfu shook her hand until dawn, went out and invited people in to take care of the things behind him.

After the accident, life alone is very boring. Fortunately, there are children in the village who come to ask for puppet toys from time to time, so that Zhao Quanfu gradually adapts.

He no longer needs to farm and hunt. The people in the village are willing to support him until he is old. Zhao Quanfu can finally shut himself in the room day by day, with the statues he has made for a lifetime.

"Azhu said regrets when he died, but in fact, I also regret. Who are you? Where are you? In this life, I am afraid that I will never have a chance to see you. In fact, there is nothing else to think about, just thinking Just ask, who is the person named Qin Yu?"

The scale has expanded again, almost occupying the entire backyard of the wooden house, only the old man whispering to himself.

Finally, there is a kid in the village who is willing to learn woodworking. It is an eight-year-old baby named Mu Sheng. He kowtows to Zhao Quanfu well, even if he worships him.

Mu Sheng seems to be born to be born, eating the craftsmanship of woodworking, learning speed is amazing, two months can be used, the set of carving knives handed down by Zhao Quanfu. But the big amazing wooden house in the backyard was still his restricted area, and Zhao Quanfu never allowed him to enter.

Children are always curious and stubborn. After patience for a long time, Mu Sheng secretly found an opportunity, opened the door of the wooden house, and saw the countless statues of women, all of them the same person, all the same beautiful moving.

For this, Zhao Quanfu, who has always liked him, got angry for the first time and slapped him on the palm, but even if he shed tears in pain, he wiped it clean and he raised his head and asked, "Grandpa Fu, who is that beautiful fairy sister? Huh?"

With this question, he changed his palms a few times and waved away Mu Sheng. Zhao Quanfu looked up at the wooden house.

Because, he doesn't know the answer to the question.

Mu Sheng was very obedient and didn't tell the statue in the wooden house. This became a secret between the two people.

Spring comes and autumn goes, and in a blink of an eye it is another three years.

This winter is extremely cold. Zhao Fuquan coughed lightly, frowned and looked up at the vast white snow outside. Suddenly a trace of enlightenment was born, and his day has come.

There is no fear, no unwillingness, even at this moment, there is an inexplicable sense of relief in his heart.

After a stomping on the snow, Mu Sheng opened the door and came in, "Grandpa Fu, I'm here to deliver you food. The dumplings made by A Niang are delicious. I rushed over as soon as I got out of the pot. Don’t get cold when you eat it hot."

Zhao Fuquan smiled and nodded, "I'm interested, it's not too early for the snow, wind, and cold weather. Let's go home for dinner."

Mu Sheng glanced at him, "Grandpa Fu, I will come back after dinner and stay here with you tonight."

Zhao Fuquan waved his hand resolutely, Mu Sheng hesitated again and again, saying that if something happened, he would ring the bell. His ears worked well and he could definitely hear him.

After getting a reply, he left.

I glanced at the string that was pulling the bell at the door, Zhao Fuquan got up and opened the thick cotton cloth, steaming dumplings appeared in front of him, and they were really delicious.

But unfortunately, when he was older, he had a bad appetite. When there were five left, Zhao Fuquan touched his stomach and reluctantly put down the dishes.

Just eat enough~IndoMTL.com~The remaining five, just leave it to me.

Go back to bed and lie down, Zhao Fuquan’s mind, like a flashing lantern, flashed through all the memories of his life, and then with a thought, he fell into the black sweetness-the one in my mind, live Who is Qin Yu, a girl who has been so uncomfortable for a whole life to forget? I'm dying, can't I even get an answer?

There was a cry of snow and a strong wind in the dark night, and the old man on the bed in the house gradually stopped breathing with thoughts that had troubled him for a lifetime.

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Who am I? where am I? Why is it so dark in front of me?

Crack--

Where is the sound, there is light, so dazzling!

Subconsciously raised his hand and stood in front of him, the trance consciousness finally returned...My name is Zhao Fuquan, and I am already dead...I have a problem when I die...The problem is...

The arm stops suddenly.

After a long time, a sigh sounded.

It turns out that I am Qin Yu!