In the deep mountains, a huge Kongming lantern swelled rapidly, and it was written in blood: Fan Cheng, I must destroy your family!
Kongming Lantern has changed. The original lighting place was made into a rectangular iron box, and some gasoline was sprinkled in the box.
She is dressed in red and has long hair. She looks strange in front of this huge Kongming lantern. She lit a match and resolutely walked into the box. When the spark of the match touches the gasoline, just like the spark touches the earth, the fire burns quickly in the box and devours her whole body. Kongming lanterns slowly rose into the air and gradually rose above the treetops. Screams rang in the air, scaring away a large number of birds.
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In a small village, there is a custom that whenever there is a festival, the village will write down the wish of good weather and good harvests in the coming year, tie a tribute, and then release Kong Ming. At that time, the night was the most lively, and the sky was crowded with the morning glow of Kong Ming, which was very beautiful.
Yang Qing looked at Kong Ming overhead, her big eyes turned into a crescent moon, and she looked at the sky sweetly in a floral dress, pure and beautiful. Let FanCheng couldn't help but want to kiss Fang Ze.
"Yang Qing, what did you wish for?" Fan Cheng has a pair of seductive cheng eyes, and he laughs very evil.
"Hum, I won't tell you." Yang Qing blushed like an apple, and her face was full of longing for Fancheng.
"Don't say it, then I will tickle." Fan Cheng put his hand on his mouth, panting, reaching for the creaking nest.
Laughter and laughter are particularly ambiguous on this night.
Two years later, Fan Cheng took Yang Qing's hand, carrying a big backpack on his body, and said affectionately, "When I stand firm in the city, I will come back with money to marry you."
Yang Qing is equally affectionate: "When you come back."
They are now a couple, the envy of everyone in the village.
Day after day, year after year. Every holiday, she won't miss the Kongming Lantern Festival in the village, and every wish is that he can come back as soon as possible.
The work at home is not heavy. He sends some money home every month. Probably the geomantic omen in the village has nurtured people. All the food in the village has not been polluted, and she is in her prime of life, so her appearance is more watery rather than aging because of work.
Several people in the village covet her looks, and Fenmo is one of them. He is an introverted boy. When Yang Qing didn't marry Fan Cheng, he had kept her in his heart. He always dared not say what he said, for fear that he wouldn't even be friends after refusing.
In these days, waiting for Fan Cheng to return, she has been steadfast and has always treated her good man coldly.
One day, she went to the river to fetch water. It has just rained and the road is slippery. When she was standing on the water, she accidentally fell into the river.
"Help!" A mouthful of saliva jumped into her throat, which was very uncomfortable. She can't swim, so after a while, she began to sink. When she was unconscious, she saw a man struggling to jump into the river, and her warm hands hugged her. She fainted with a smile.
When I woke up, I was already in bed, warm all over, with several heaters under the bed and a load of water outside the door.
"Who is that man? My clothes ... "Thought of here, Yang Qing couldn't help shivering, she was looked at by a strange man. Although educated, but conservative, I feel that the sky is falling.
She searched inside and outside the room, but there was no sign of anyone. Yang Qing is very lucky. "Fortunately, no one knows."
Every morning, there will be a load of water at the door. This kind of life has been dull for a long time. Yang Qing kept vigil to see who it was, but in the end she couldn't stand the entanglement of sleep and fell into a deep sleep. The man who saved her and helped her carry water every morning has never seen him before. After a long time, she got used to it.
One day, a woman in gorgeous clothes took a two-year-old child to Yang Qing. The woman looked at an overflowing piece of cloth with admiration and jealousy in her eyes.
"Who are you?" When Yang Qing saw the woman's appearance, she knew that she was difficult to get along with. She felt that she couldn't get along with her, and she was somewhat prepared.
"My name is Zhou Nianning. You are Fan Cheng's ex-girlfriend, and you still have some beauty. " Women have a fake smile.
"Ex-girlfriend? ! I am his wife. Looks like you know him, too Why didn't he come back to see me? " Yang Qing is a clever woman. She guessed something from her words, a little flustered and a little excited. Yang Qing looked at the child, and she seemed to see him in the child's eyes. My heart was suddenly pricked by a needle, but the small wound didn't bleed.
Zhou Nianning smiled and picked up the child and said, "This is my child and Fan Cheng's." She said the word "Fan Cheng" with great emphasis. "You haven't got a license, right? You just have a drink in the open air. Only this village knows that you are husband and wife, but people outside don't. "
Zhou Nianning also took out a certificate from his bag, a naked marriage certificate with the seal of the Civil Affairs Bureau, which stung Yang Qing's eyes.
"Get out!" Yang Qing frantically drove women out with a broom. She locked herself in the room, through the crack of the door, as if trying to find a trace of guilt in a woman's face to prove that her mess was worth it.
Zhou Nianning raised his arrogant face, made a phone call, put it on the speaker and whispered, "Husband, my child and I will be back soon."
On the other end of the phone, a vigorous man's voice appeared in Yang Qing's ear. "Uh-huh. Come back early. I miss you and Bao Er very much. "
"Ha ha ha ~" Yang Qing collapsed on the ground, crying and laughing. That man's voice used to be so familiar, but now what he says is so strange. Then the TV story of dog blood will really happen to me.
Shut yourself in your room for two days and two nights, eat nothing and dry your tears. After a few days, she was haggard and emaciated. Only that handful of water, as before, remained at her door.