Zhan Zhumen

Chapter 205 Are You Still Alive?

The next day, Li Shimian woke up groggy from the bed.Seeing the old wife lying on the bed with a pale face, she sighed.

She cried all night last night before Tian Luxiao fell asleep, and he also cried and thought all night by her.

The image of his daughter from childhood to adulthood ran in his mind all night.From her birth, staggering toddler, to sending her to get married, everything...

Now that his family is in trouble, luckily none of his family is lost, and they have come to this land of Sichuan and Sichuan, but his good daughter is gone.

Not even seeing each other for the last time.

Li Shimian tucked the quilt for his wife, got up and dressed, and wanted to go to the dam.

When I left the house, I saw the whole family was there, and said to my two sons: "Let's go, I'm afraid it's too late today."

If you are late, you will be whipped.

The old and the young in the whole family couldn't bear a few whips.

"Father, I asked Bashang for a day's leave, and took money to pay for father, Zhi'er, and Xi'er's labor. Tomorrow, Dianzang and I will go to Bashang again." Li Dian came up to support him.

"Where did you get the money?" Li Shimian was stunned.

"In the box."

Uh... Li Shimian was stunned. Last night, he was so sad that he didn't read the letter or check what was in the box.

"Father, who is this big brother's nanny? Doesn't it mean that none of us have a nanny?" Li Dianzang pondered all night but couldn't figure it out.

"I'm afraid it's not easy to expose Xingzang and use a fake name. Give the letter to Wei father."

"Yes." Li Dian collected the letter and handed it over.

Li Shimian took it, read it carefully, and found that it was signed by Fang Yang.

He thought to himself, this name should be fake, none of his three sons and daughters hired a nanny.If you look closely, you can't see anything, only a few words of greeting and Xinrou's condition.

"Father, could this be our old friend?"

"Maybe Dad's student."

"But this handwriting doesn't look like it was written by Dad's student, but rather childish. It looks like it was written by a woman."

Several people read the letter back and forth, and thought about it again, but they couldn't guess the identity of the other party.

Li Shimian had no choice but to press the button, and told his two sons: "Take the money, you two, go and buy some paper money incense candles, so that you can burn them for your sister and sister Ning."

After speaking, his voice choked up and he got up, hunched over and went back to the house.

Li Dian received Li Dianzang with tears in his eyes watching him enter the house, and was about to do as the master ordered, when he moved away, Mrs. Miao walked over crying.

"I'll go buy it. I'll buy some more paper money for our sister and burn it for her. I've always complained that she doesn't care about our life or death. I didn't expect that we would still be alive no matter how hard it was. My sister... Let my parents send black money to the white-haired people." Faren, my poor sister..."

The adults and children in the room all shed tears.

When I couldn't make it through before, I complained about my sister and my aunt living a good life in Beijing, but I ignored them. I didn't expect her to be gone early.

The paper money, paper clothes and incense candles were quickly bought back.

The family burned paper to Li Xinrou and her two children while crying in the courtyard.

Ma Shi also struggled to get up, crying and calling for his daughter while throwing paper money into the pile of paper.

"Sister Ning has been in good health since she was a child, how could she go with her younger sister..." Qi couldn't hold back his tears as he thought of his lively and lovely niece.

Sister Ning is the same age as Ming Jin from her eldest brother's family, and only one year younger than Ji'er. In the past, the three children often played together, and they almost tore down the house when they came back.

Now Mingjin and Ji'er are still there, but Ning'er is gone.

"Sister..." "Sister..." Ming Jin and Li Ji also cried.

The whole family formed a pile, crying and burning paper for the poor mother and daughter. When Li Shimian heard the two grandchildren calling sister and sister, Li Shimian paused, was stunned, and suddenly got up hastily.

"Father?"

"What about the letter? Where is the letter?"

"I'll get it." Li Zhi turned around and ran into the house. After a while, he took out the letter, "Grandfather, here it is."

Li Shimian hastily accepted it and read the last page of the letter carefully.

"Wang Rong is brief, Pei Kai is clear. Kongming Wolong, Lu Wangfeixiong. Yang Zhen Guanxi, Ding Kuan Yidong. Xie An Gaojie, Wang Daogongzhong. Kuang Heng chiseled the wall, Sun Jing closed the house. Zhidu Goshawk, Ning Cheng Ruhu..."

Looking at the handwriting again, looking at the starting and writing of the pen, Li Shimian's hands trembled again.

"master?"

"Come and see, come and see!" Li Shimian greeted Ma Shi excitedly.

"This is sister Ning's handwriting! Come and see!"

I clicked on the last paragraph of the letter: "This is "Mengqiu". When she was a child, she loved to listen to me telling allusions about the characters in Mengqiu. She didn't want to write well, but she loved listening to stories. Look at this 'bear', when she was a child, she I think there are too many strokes, and I refuse to write properly. The following four points are always stroked in one stroke. I even pretend that this saves time and effort, come and see..."

"Yes, yes, these are sister Ning's words!"

The husband and wife read the letter carefully from beginning to end, looked at each other with trembling hands.

"Is that younger sister still alive?" Brother Li Dianshou looked forward to it.

"Show me and your mother what's in the box."

After a while, a big box was brought over: "We took some silver to pay for the labor of father, Zhi'er, and Xi'er, and the rest are here."

Mrs. Ma took them out one by one to see that there were clothing materials, dry goods, some local products of the capital, and one thousand taels of small-value bank notes, and some scattered silver.

No clothing and footwear.

Every year, Xinrou will make clothes, shoes and socks for her and the master, but there are none here.

Unwilling to be reconciled, the husband and wife hurriedly asked the two sons to ask the shopkeeper Bai, and learned from the other party that Xinrou was indeed gone.

"It's said in Beijing that my sister and Ning Jie are gone together, and the Zhang family sent them a funeral. Why do parents think that Ning Jie is still alive?"

"Sister Ning really sent these things to us? If Sister Ning was secretly raised outside, she is only ten years old. Who can she know? Send us things from thousands of miles away?"

Ma Shi and Li Shimian also couldn't understand the reason.

But in my heart I decided that the letter was written by Sister Ning.

"I will write a reply letter myself. I haven't finished explaining the allusions in "Mengqiu" to Sister Ning. If it is really Sister Ning, she must remember where it is said. We will know when we receive a reply .”

"Then I will also write a letter to Ninger. She likes the cakes I make the most. I will say Dingsheng cakes. Because the journey is too far, the rabbit group will definitely make it in the future to repay her. I will see the reaction of the recipient. "

The husband and wife went to write letters together.The family raised their hearts and looked forward to it, and the treasurer Tuobo sent a reply.

Huo Xi asked Mu Yan to send the letter to him, and he is still waiting for a reply. He doesn't know if his grandfather's family is safe or not. The journey of exile is thousands of miles away, and he doesn't know how many people will survive.

But the sky is high and the road is far away, and the mountains in Sichuan and Shu are stacked, and the reply is not so fast.

I had no choice but to press the matter and get busy with Guangfeng Water Shop.

Brother Yu Jiang Qian Xiaoyu, Ma Ji Ma Xiang and others have all shipped the goods back, and they are all waiting for her to assign work.

Huo Xi began to think about it.

　No more~ I wish you all a happy weekend, please ask for a wave of tickets~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)