I was forced to cultivate immortality when I just wanted to lie down

Chapter 58 Spring Swallow Carrying Mud
Twenty miles south of Tianjin Prefecture, there is a place called Wanshou Township.

There lived a young couple in the village. The husband, Wang Qiao, was young and strong, skilled in fishing, hunting, and farming. His wife, Li, was virtuous and capable of managing the household, operating a loom, and working as a handyman.

The two of us were meant to be together. He was the jade wall, and I was the pearl. You were the dirt, and I was the Mantis King.

In the cold month, Wang Qiao went out fishing and hunting with the fishing gang, and when he returned, he got a delicious pomfret.

This fish is not an ordinary pomfret, but a silver pomfret. It not only has delicate meat but also tastes extremely delicious.

Some wealthy gentry were willing to pay a high price to buy it just to taste its delicious flavor.

Wang Qiao didn't think much of it, thinking it was because his wife was pregnant and often had no appetite. He happened to hear that pomfret was delicious and could stimulate one's appetite, so he specially participated in fishing and hunting, and kept this rare delicacy, which he could not bear to part with.

In addition to her considerate husband, his wife Li was also very virtuous. One day, Wang Qiao went up the mountain to chop wood, and Li was at home threading a needle, sewing winter clothes for her husband and children. Halfway through, Li was suddenly pierced by the needle tip in the center of her finger, and the pain was unbearable.

Her heart was pounding, and she felt uneasy. She thought her husband had been out chopping wood for a long time and had not returned at this time. She was afraid that something had happened to him.
Thinking of this, she put down the work in her hands, entrusted her children to her sister-in-law, and went out to plead for a while before she persuaded the neighbors and villagers to go up the mountain to look for him.

The villagers couldn't stand the woman's crying and begging, and they complained and grumbled among themselves, but when it came to really looking for her, they did their best.

When it was dark, someone found Wang Qiao, who had fallen and was unconscious in a mountain stream.

It was the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, so it was not so bad during the day, and one could survive even in a single layer of clothing. But it was different at night, where one could freeze to death!
It can be predicted that if Li had not persuaded everyone to go up the mountain to search, Wang Qiao's life or death would be in danger.

In the coroner's shop, Xu Qing, who had been single for two lifetimes, felt disgusted.

The key point is that this Wang Qiao is different from the corpses he usually exorcise. The other corpses are obsessed with fame, wealth, sex, profit, and revenge.

Wang Qiao was different. His other memories were vague, but he remembered clearly the daily love between husband and wife!

Xu Qing skipped over these jaw-dropping clips and the scene shifted to several years later.

At this time, Li had already given birth to a pair of children for Wang Qiao, and the family was complete and happy, and even gods would be envious.

We don’t know if there really is some petty-minded god who is jealous.

Mrs. Li, who was usually quite capable of managing the household, suddenly fell ill with tuberculosis. Not only the doctors in the village, but even the doctors in the government shook their heads when they saw the disease.

Wang Qiao loves his wife from the bottom of his heart and doesn't care what others think.

The mother-in-law came to see her daughter and casually said, "My daughter had a fortune teller when she was young. The fortune teller said that the life line on her hand was short from birth and she was destined to have a bad life. So this is God taking her away."

Wang Qiao felt depressed when he heard this, but he didn't want to get angry at his mother-in-law. At night, when it was late and quiet, he secretly bit his fingertip and added a bright red lifeline on Li's hand.

Li felt a pang of pain in her heart and woke up from her dream. When she saw this scene, she asked him what he was doing.

Wang Qiao replied, "The fortune teller said you have a short life, but I have a long one, so I'll give you one more. From now on, my life is yours. No matter how you laugh, I'll laugh with you. No matter how you cry, I'll wipe your tears."

Perhaps it was God's will that one day a passing peddler told Wang Qiao, "There's a wandering Taoist priest at the entrance of Baisha River. Not only can he bring back a person with tuberculosis, but he can also bring back a person invited by the King of Hell!"

"This Taoist priest travels around everywhere, and only appears at the port once or twice a year. The last time I ran into him was around this time. If you pay more attention, you might be able to save your wife."

When Wang Qiao heard this, it was like he had grabbed a life-saving straw. He didn't care how much truth there was in it. After explaining the family affairs to his mother and children, he packed his bags and headed for Baisha River Port.

So, he worked at the port during the day, carrying large bags of goods for others, and at night he rested at the dock on the shore, watching out for the boats and pedestrians coming ashore by water.

Due to such day and night fatigue and homesickness, Wang Qiao failed to notice the danger in time while transporting goods and was hit on the head by a wooden box tied high up in the dock. He was seriously injured and could not get up.

A fisherman witnessed this scene and called for help, but it was too late.

On his deathbed, Wang Qiao still tilted his head to look at the port, muttering to himself, "The Taoist Doctor is so good!"
Xu Qing recovered and remained silent for a long time. From Wang Qiao's blurred vision before his death, he saw the Taoist holding a banner appear at the port.

But he couldn't tell whether it was Wang Qiao's hallucination or he really waited for the legendary miracle doctor at the last moment.

However, even if he really waited, Wang Qiao did not have the energy to beg the other party to save his wife.
Poor Wuding Riverside Bone is still a spring boudoir dream.

When Wang Qiao fell into the mountain stream in the past, his wife Li still had a premonition in her heart. Now that he died in a foreign land, she wondered how much she would miss him.

"Tianjin Prefecture, the hometown of longevity"

Xu Qing muttered to herself, and then began to wash and make up the Kang Baolifu in front of her.
In March, orioles sing and spring swallows carry mud.

One day, a new swallow flew from the south outside the coroner's shop and built a nest under the eaves of Xu Qing's house.

At first Xu Qing didn't take it seriously, until he saw another swallow flying over not long after, then he suddenly remembered that swallows always fly in pairs.

There was once a poem that said, "The only affectionate ones are the pair of flying swallows, they will not come just because you are poor."

He also said that he wanted to be a pair of flying swallows, carrying mud to build a nest in your house.

There are also poems that wish to send two flying swallows to fly to the northwest for me.

Xu Qing looked at the two chirping swallows. The young couple was very affectionate, one bringing mud while the other breaking branches.

He looked at it for a moment, and then thought of the life-saving laborer Wang Qiao who had been saved yesterday.

When will the two flying swallows return? Peach blossoms on both banks are blooming in the water.

Xu Qing took out the crane bone flute, and comparing the two, he suddenly understood something.

On the ninth day of March, the Wu brothers from next door rented a carriage and prepared to go to the provincial capital to take the exam.

Linhefang was the most prosperous water and land freight hub in the Yong Dynasty. A hundred miles to the north was the city of Tianjin, and ten or twenty miles to the south was the seat of Baisha County.

Faced with the invitation from the Wu brothers, Xu Qing thought about it and finally decided to go to the provincial capital alone.

Before leaving, he went to a street coffin shop and asked Hu Baosong for a coffin.

Old Man Hu was still full of energy. When he saw Xu Qing coming in, he raised his eyes and asked, "Whose family has died again?"

Xu Qing was speechless: "Can't this be a good thing?"

"No one who comes to my coffin shop brings good news. Let alone you. Would you think of coming to me if there was no dead person?"

Xu Qing was speechless.

This old man is such a killjoy.

"The deceased was a stranger. I happened to be going to the capital, so I could send the gift to him and let him return home."

"Falled leaves return to their roots."

Hu Baosong raised his eyelids and muttered to himself when he heard this.

"Xu boy, if one day I ask you to bury me, we are neighbors, you can't refuse."

(End of this chapter)