Ten thousand deaths.
I really haven’t thought about whether these two words are appropriate to use here. I am just surprised that this eye-band seems to be a good guest who wants to die. I am also surprised that this matter that seems to be a matter that the family of three has discussed before has not been resolved. After Liang Xiabin finished speaking, Li Guanyin and Liang Chun were as shocked as outsiders themselves.
Just as he was appreciating this legendary porcelain, which can be kept warm by being nourished by boiling water for three years, after hearing Liang Xiabin's words, he almost didn't drop the thin-skinned, black-glazed tureen he was playing with on the ground. He didn't see it but his eyes widened with disbelief on his face.
"Ms. sir, you...what do you mean?" Li Guanyin ignored any etiquette and grabbed Liang Xiabin's hanging arm. What Liang Xiabin just said was obviously contrary to what the couple had discussed in the past few days.
Liangchun, who was probably aware of some of her parents' thoughts, didn't know what to say or do at this moment. She stood there and stared at her father. She would never understand why her father would want to die for her.
"Liang Mou bows his head and begs the Third Young Master for his full help."
Liang Xiabin ignored his wife, who was shaking her and asking her "what to do" with tears in her eyes, and bent her waist a little further.
Liang Xinbin was indeed a little happy to tell him the countermeasures that he had made on his own initiative and that went against the plans he had discussed with his wife and daughter a few days ago. If it weren't for the tickling in his throat that reminded him that he was seriously ill, he would be afraid. Right now, he was going to have a drink and get to know the son of a famous drunkard in Kyushu.
I have long forgotten the taste of wine.
Liang Gaobin raised his neck and showed a satisfied smile as if he had fulfilled his lifelong wish. He looked at Ye San Geng, who was about the same age as his daughter in front of him. I had only heard about him before, but now he was sitting less than five feet in front of me. Apart from being a bit bookish, Liang Xiabin really didn't know how to describe him.
I'm afraid that in the first ten years, I heard the most things about this scholar-looking young man, but at that time, I had a disease that should have been treated immediately but was delayed again and again, just because I was young and strong and ignored it. From the body parts to the skin to the intestines and stomach, it penetrated deep into the bone marrow like a river bursting its banks, becoming an incurable disease.
Even wanting to get drunk and get drunk with this young master from Kyushu who was willing to take revenge became a luxury.
Now that something unexpected happened, Liang Gaobin felt that God had opened his eyes and sent this man, Ye San Geng, who had killed more than a hundred people just for a casual relationship, in front of him.
If the Zhao family in Danxiajiang doesn't dare to do it, then look for the Panshan Ye family.
Luminous monument? The rumors in the world are just superficial. What if people are connected by blood and return home? How could that king of a different surname, who once trampled the entire arena and the court of Kyushu, operate on his most beloved heir? It's ridiculous that the whole world is agitated for the empty talk of "meeting any requirement", but it's not as clear as a tuberculosis ghost like myself who doesn't care about worldly affairs.
Liang Xiabin just laughed and said, "Liang kowtows again and begs the third young master to lend a hand."
On the third night of the night, I felt that the Shi Guanyin who shook her husband vigorously and seemed crazy was not crazy, but the consumptive middle-aged gentleman in Tsinghua who made six pleas at the foot of the mountain and three in the house was really crazy.
"Master Liangzhai has something to say, but don't say it in such a scary way." Ye Xiayou spoke first, and it was only she who could more clearly hear the determination to die in these words. As he spoke, he pushed down his younger brother who had not yet come to his senses next to him, and quickly got up to help him in the middle of the night.
"Master Liangzhai, please explain the matter clearly. I don't even know anything, and I can't help even if I want to." Ye San had to think more carefully. After all, he was from a good family and he had quite a few friendships with them. Of course, you have to be careful and careful when doing things. It is against the rules to respond without asking the reason or the context.
"It's no secret that my father loves my little girl. His intention to let her succeed my brother as the leader of the village was decided many years ago. In the past few years, he has been training his daughter to coordinate all the big things and minor affairs in the village. It didn't really matter at first, it's just that Last year, my father suddenly went into seclusion and has not returned yet. My brother suddenly became angry and joined forces with the elders and uncles in the family to exclude our family. Third Young Master, you can also see that our family is relatively quiet and our relationship with the rest of the family is average. How can we stay at home? This is not the fundamental reason. Years ago, my brother colluded with the elders in the family and actually proposed on the eve of New Year’s Eve that my daughter should be married... to his idiot son Liangsha. This was unintentionally making things difficult. Us." Liang Xiubin said this with a bit of resentment, more dissatisfaction with this matter, and a hint of helplessness in his tone.
"We are waiting for Liangxia's coming-of-age ceremony. According to my brother's temperament, after the coming-of-age ceremony is over, it's time to propose marriage." A trace of disappointment flashed in Liang Xiabin's eyes, which should be the disappointment of such intrigues between siblings, "To put it bluntly , my brother is still coveting the position of the leader of the village. Even if he says it, I would like my daughter not to be the leader of the watershed village. It is not a bad idea for our family of three to go far away, but my brother keeps saying disgusting things about our childhood sweethearts, He used deception and coaxing to get his uncles and brothers to talk to him and teach me what to do? How to teach my little girl how to behave in the future?"
Even though he didn't understand the "deception method" mentioned by Liang Haobin in the middle of the night, based on his tone and expression, as well as his words "how to behave", he could guess that Liang Xiake, the master of the watershed Dazhai, whom he had never met before, could be guessed. He is also a thick black man.
Liang Xiabin still looked helpless and continued: "I have no one to help me at home, so I can only ask the Zhao family, who is my good friend, to help me deal with the situation. However, the Zhao family is also just a wallflower. They only say some superficial words and hide and delay again and again." Yesterday, the Zhao family sent Zhao Yun, the junior member of the family, to come out to pay New Year greetings. His words were all about looking at things from a distance. I knew it without saying it. It had nothing to do with me and I just ignored them. I couldn’t blame them. Maybe it was because of my discussion with my wife. That's fine. I thought I'd let someone from the Zhao family force the palace, even if it lasts until my father comes out of confinement. Now that the Zhao family can't count on it, I really didn't expect to meet the third young master by chance. I beg the third young master to help me. It's a big favor. The great virtuous man has no regrets. To survive this disaster, he will make oxen and horses for the Third Young Master to send."
As he spoke, the good guest bowed and bowed again.
There is no need to be a cow or a horse in the middle of the night. In his opinion, if he really keeps the Guanyin by his side, he may lose his life a little bit by being a cow or a horse.
"What Liangzhao Master is saying now, does he want to fight against your brother? But he is afraid that his own strength is not enough, so he wants to find someone to help him, right?" Ye Xiayou said, without waiting for Liang Xiabin's reply. Then he said, "It's just that the current situation of our brother and sister, Liang Village Master, I think he knows a thing or two about it. Let's not talk about whether my brother can find help in the middle of the night. Do you think I will agree to my brother going to fight against Liang for your family? The whole watershed good family represented by Xia Ke? If the incident of Liangwei back then is brought out and talked about, my brother will really have thrown himself into the trap and there will be nothing to say, right? "
"Is it possible that you are begging because you want my brother to kill you first and then feel ashamed of your family of three and have to help you handle this matter?" Ye Xieyou chuckled softly, "You think my brother is stupid? Or are you using me, a blind man, as a decoration?"
What Ye Xiayou said made sense, and the last few words that seemed like a joke were also aggressive. Liang Gaobin had already made a plan in his mind. Otherwise, how could he ask for death three times and grant him death three times?
Liang Xiabin said: "I don't dare, I don't dare to underestimate the third young master and the second young lady. The second young lady can also rest assured that Liangwei is even more unpopular in the watershed. Otherwise, why would he be sent to other places? Is it to give him something to do? To build up the power of my good family, I don't mean to overtly and covertly demotivate him and drive him out of the family. If someone really talks about him, it is just a joke."
"Liang does not dare to trouble the third young master and the second young lady to help. I only ask that the third young master will be there to help me raid the formation. How can I dare to trouble the third young master to take action in my own brother's matter?"
Liang Xiabin spoke sincerely, "But if I die, my wife and I will ask the third young master to help me."
He didn't say a word from beginning to end of the night, he didn't know what to say. The other party wanted to die, and it could be heard from his words that things had been arranged properly. Even if I tried to persuade him, what could I do? According to what my sister Yamashita said, her time with tuberculosis is numbered. Even if he tried to persuade him to stop, it would still be the difference between dying early and dying later.
Even if he followed his method of finding someone to help him, he really reached a breaking point. With his small face, he could invite heroes from all over the world to give him a strong reputation, but he could only block Liang Xia Ke for a while. Who can be sure that Liang Xia Ke will be good after he leaves? What will happen to the guest?
Ye San didn't speak at all. Liang Xiabin thought he was deep in thought and just bowed and waited for his reply.
Ye Xieyou didn't know what he was thinking about, and he looked like he was thinking about it. He held the tureen in his hands and rubbed it.
"Dad, how could you...how could you still talk about it until you die?"
After hearing his father's true thoughts, Liangchun still couldn't figure out why one incident after another at home in the past few months was caused by his uncle. In the end, his father had to live and die with his uncle. Damn it, this little girl, who is twenty years old, is a bit overwhelmed by all this. In addition, her father wants to die, how can she not panic?
"Mom, that's not what you told your father at the beginning." Liangchun was already in tears.
Li Guanyin, who was very crazy at first, calmed down after listening to her husband's words word for word, "Do I have to die?"
"That's not true." Liang Xiabin didn't know how to comfort his daughter and wife. He thought it was the first time he had lied. His ears were slightly red, but then he was covered up by a cough. "After all, brothers, maybe the third son can help." If I stand by to hold the battle, my eldest brother might not even give me a single face."
I have to say that Liang Gaobin also had a way of speaking, and he gave Ye San Geng a high hat without saying a word.
"But Dad, didn't you and Mom agree to let someone else come forward? If there is a conflict with the uncle, how can your body bear it? Isn't he very powerful in the middle of the night? Just let him go to the uncle. Why do you go there yourself? ?”
Liangchun didn't care at all about the feelings of those on the sidelines at midnight, and poured out the beans in his heart, which was probably the solution that the family of three had initially discussed.
Next to him, Ye Sangen frowned slightly. Putting aside whether he agreed or not, was this outsider not a human being? Will you be willing to die for your family?
How could someone with just this brain support such a large gang of watershed thieves? In the middle of the night, his evaluation of this little girl was greatly reduced.
Naturally, Liang Xiabin could tell that he was dissatisfied in the middle of the night, so he apologized on behalf of his daughter: "The little girl ran into the third young master with her unbridled words. Don't blame me. Don't blame me."
The polite words blocked Ye Xie You, who was about to speak about Liang Chun. This blind woman, who has not been able to see others talk about her brother since she was a child, immediately changed the subject and said: "Miss Liang is just wishful thinking. This is useless." Who is willing to sacrifice his life for you if we are friends for no reason?"
Of course, Liang Xiabin knew that Ye Xiayou was very good at talking. He coughed slightly to cover up his embarrassment and said, "The second young lady is right."
Li Guanyin, who never took her eyes off her husband from beginning to end, naturally paid attention to the Ye family siblings and her daughter. She watched her husband's actions and listened to his words, and said softly: "Then you have to live."
The good guest nodded and smiled, just like the eminent monk who had an epiphany before his death. He put aside decades of right and wrong, success and failure, and saw through the entanglement of grudges in the past few years. He still looked like a tuberculosis, and smiled just like when he first met the Guanyin at the temple fair at the foot of the mountain. appearance.
"I still want to watch Guanyin every day."
Li Guanyin also smiled, just like when he saw the silly boy holding the child with his eyes averted and not daring to look at him even when he was talking to him. He seemed to have remembered the words of love and murmured intentionally or unintentionally.
"From now on, I see Guanyin every day."
"It's great." Naturally, Ye Xiayou couldn't see what was happening in front of him, but he was inexplicably touched by the two inconsistent sentences. He said it again with a smile in his eyes, "It's great."
Looking at my sister behind me, in the middle of the night I suddenly thought of a white-haired man carving monuments with his fingers on the mountainside that year, which really broke my heart.
"What do you need me to do?" Ye San asked for no reason.
Liang Xiabin was stunned and then happy, "Third Young Master agreed?"
He also laughed in the middle of the night, and he didn't know where he was laughing.
"I want you to watch Guanyin every day."
