Rebirth of the eldest daughter

Chapter 34 If I die, will it still hurt?
The moment he received the battle report, he could comfort Bai Mingwei not to cry, because he still had faith in his heart at that time.

He felt that his children and grandchildren were heroes and would be admired by future generations for generations to come.

At that time, he didn't cry.

He felt that tears were an insult to these proud people.

But what happened in the main hall and Emperor Yuan Zhen's disgusting insults made his faith collapse.

In just a moment, he changed from the all-conquering prime minister of Dongling Kingdom to an old man who had lost his children and grandchildren.

At this moment, he was no longer strong and was filled with sadness and grief.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, from a distance, as if carefully stroking the spirit tablet.

His expression was so sad, his tone so desolate.

"Boyuan..."

"Zhongyuan..."

"Shu Yuan..."

"Ji Yuan..."

"Father's good boy..."

"Jun'er, Zhang'er, Qiong'er, Qier, Jing'er, Ying'er, Yu'er... Grandpa's great grandchildren..."

Bai Weiyong staggered over, hugged the memorial tablet of his eldest son Bai Zhongyuan and burst into tears.

This scene made everyone who had finally stopped crying burst into tears again.

"Husband...jun..." the second sister-in-law called earnestly, covering her mouth and sobbing, her tears rolled down the back of her hands, and a little of them spread into her lips, which were bitter and astringent.

The sisters-in-law were crying for their husbands, and several girls were crying for their fathers, sobbing one after another.

The sixth girl, Bai Xiuying, cried in the arms of her fourth aunt, heartbroken: "Dad said that when he returns in triumph, he would accompany us to fly the kites. How could he break his promise? How could he break his promise? He didn't know that Liu'er and Mom Are you waiting at home?"

After hearing what her daughter said, the fourth aunt bit her lip to prevent herself from crying, but tears as big as beans rolled down her face.

Losing eleven family members was a huge blow.

Those are close relatives, relatives connected by blood!
Bai Weiyong cried so hard that he beat his chest and mouth, and said while crying: "I am sorry for you, and I am also ashamed of my ancestors!"

"I……"

As if he had been greatly stimulated, Bai Weiyong could no longer hold on. He took a step back and was about to collapse.

Bai Mingwei, with quick eyes and quick hands, quickly supported him.

Shen immediately called the doctor.

The doctor hurriedly stepped forward to ask for his pulse and replied anxiously: "The Prime Minister has a cloud of depression in his heart. I suppressed it for him before with the acupuncture, but the grief just now made his condition deteriorate rapidly."

"At this time, his throat is blocked by bloody phlegm. If he doesn't spit out the bloody phlegm, I'm afraid his condition will be worrying."

After hearing the news, everyone was filled with sorrow, and several girls were frightened and cried.

The sixth girl, Bai Xiuying, rushed to Bai Weiyong, grabbed the doctor's sleeve, and kept begging: "Doctor, can you save my grandfather, right? Can you save my grandfather, right? Our Bai family can no longer lose anyone, please You save grandpa."

The sentence "I can't lose anyone anymore" aroused everyone's sad emotions again.

Everyone cried together.

The fourth aunt quickly came over and pulled Bai Xiuying away and helped her up: "Xiuying, don't make any noise. Listen to what the doctor says."

Bai Ming took a deep breath and asked calmly: "Doctor, is there anything you can do?"

Several doctors discussed it, and one of them replied: "Fight poison with poison, continue to stimulate the Prime Minister, and make him spit out the blood!"

"In fact, this method can solve the fundamental problem. Even if we suppress it first, there will always be a recurrence."

Everyone looked at Shen in unison, expecting her to make a decision.

After all, she is now in charge of the back house.

Mrs. Shen was a little embarrassed. If she made this decision, the old man would be fine. If the old man couldn't survive, she would be the "sinner" of the family.

But she did not shirk this responsibility, and did not push the matter to Bai Mingwei, the unannounced head of the family, to decide because of fear of taking responsibility.

After thinking for a moment, she said: "Please tell me what we should do, doctor."

Bai Mingwei also echoed: "Without further delay, let's get started, doctor!"

The doctor who was supported by the Bai family immediately said: "Take the prime minister to the mourning hall."

Mrs. Shen immediately ordered her cronies to carry Bai Weiyong to the mourning hall.

In the ancestral hall, memorial tablets are placed and incense candles are lit.

What everyone can see are just tablets to commemorate the deceased.

But when we arrived at the mourning hall, the smell of death enveloped every corner.

The grains are flying everywhere, and everything is white.

Coffins filled the whole room, and the word "Dian" written on each piece of white paper was shocking.

Here, there is more sadness than in the ancestral hall.

Mrs. Shen ordered with tears in her eyes: "Bring Chuanyi."

While the doctor was rescuing Bai Weiyong, Xiao Chuanyi was quickly brought up.

Mrs. Shen shook him awake: "Chuanyi, don't sleep. Go kowtow to your father."

Bai Mingwei knew what Shen was going to do and couldn't bear it: "Sister-in-law, Chuanyi is still young."

However, Mrs. Shen was extremely determined: "No matter how young he is, he is still a male member of the Bai family. He will be relied upon to support the family in the future. If he is blindly protected by us, when will he grow up?"

Little Chuanyi said in a sweet voice: "Auntie, Chuanyi is fine. Mother said that Chuanyi should be a man like his father. Chuanyi will listen to mother and grow up quickly." Mrs. Shen carried him to the coffin. In front of him, he pointed to a neat row of coffins and said: "Chuanyi, this belongs to your grandfather, these belong to your three uncles, and these all belong to your father and uncles."

Chuanyi looked into the coffin and saw a set of neatly arranged clothes. He asked puzzledly: "Mother, why are my grandfather and father not in it? Why are their clothes in it?"

The quick question made everyone fall silent.

Because the men of the Bai family are likely to have no bones left.

Shen covered her lips and choked, "Because like many heroes who protected Dongling, their bones were buried in the wild mountains and ridges, and were eaten by vultures."

"Because they can't come back, they can only put their clothes in the coffin and pretend they are in it."

Little Chuanyi suddenly burst into tears. He asked sadly: "Why do my grandfather and father have to be eaten by birds? Do they feel any pain?"

Children's words are the most pure and sincere, and also more heart-wrenching.

Do they hurt?

Who knows?

Are they cold when covered with ice and snow?

Who knows?

Everyone lowered their heads in unison and began to sob lowly.

Shen did not answer, but put Chuanyi down and let his small body kneel on the futon.

Shen said: "Preach the message, tell my grandfather and father that you will be brave, that you will grow into an upright man, and pass on the integrity and loyalty of the Bai family."

Chuanyi doesn't understand what integrity is, let alone loyalty.

But he still knelt obediently, straightened his little spine, and cried: "Grandpa, uncles, father, uncles, my mother said that you are gone, Chuanyi will never see you again."

"Chuanyi is so sad and sad. Chuanyi wants to see you, but my mother said she can't see you until Chuanyi grows up and gets older."

"Don't worry, Chuanyi will eat well, listen to mother's words, grow up quickly, and become the hero in the story, protect the people that great-grandfather cherished, and defend our Dongling Kingdom."

"But Chuanyi still misses you so much! Why can't Chuanyi see you? Mom said you will be eaten by birds, is that true? Chuanyi doesn't want you to be eaten by birds... Wuwu..."

Little Chuanyi knelt straight and didn't even dare to cry loudly.

Because he knows that a child who cries is not a good and brave child. If he is not brave, he will not be able to grow into an upright man.

Xiao Chuanyi's low sobs were like a dull knife, digging into everyone's hearts bit by bit.

Everyone also started sobbing.

"Brother..."

"Father……"

"Husband..."

The girls are crying for their fathers and brothers, and the wives are crying for their husbands.

This huge torrent of sadness seems to have burst the embankment and can no longer be suppressed...

But Shen and Bai Mingwei just stood beside Chuanyi, standing silently, with all the tears flowing from the bottom of their hearts.

Bai Weiyong had woken up long ago, and he was held by Mrs. Lin.

Seeing the thin and young figure of my great-great-grandson, he knelt so straight that he didn't even dare to cry happily.

He couldn't help but reflect on whether the demands placed on his children and grandchildren in recent years were too high.

People have seven emotions and six desires, but he taught the people of the Bai family to bleed but not shed tears.

People have joys and sorrows, but he personally sent his children and grandchildren to death.

Thinking of the sentence "If a bird eats it, will it hurt?", he also wanted to know, would it hurt?
For a moment, I remembered that my children and grandchildren were buried in the wilderness, being gnawed by wild wolves and pecked by vultures, and that Emperor Yuan Zhen scolded them as cowards with a ferocious face.

At that moment, he didn't know whether all these years of persistence were correct.

His throat was congested and he let out a "wow" sound, and a large mouthful of black blood spattered on the funeral objects.

Bai Weiyong tilted his body and completely collapsed in Lin's arms.

The doctor said in surprise: "It's done! Vomit it out!"

Everyone quickly gathered around, all concerned about Bai Weiyong's situation.

Mrs. Shen hugged Chuanyi and cried repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

For her son to go through this at such a young age, it was her mother who felt most distressed.

Little Chuanyi didn't understand why: "Why do you want me to apologize to Chuanyi? My mother is right, there is no need to apologize."

Bai Ming patted Chuanyi's head slightly: "Good boy, you are a brave boy."

Chuanyi was still bothered by the phrase "being pecked by a vulture". He asked without giving up: "Mother, eldest aunt, grandfather and father, will it hurt?"

Bai Mingwei explained seriously: "Chuanyi, they won't hurt because they are no longer in that body."

Mrs. Shen pointed to the sky: "They are all hiding behind the clouds. We can't see them, but they can see us. They will be very happy to see Chuanyi so brave and sensible."

Chuanyi threw herself into Shen's arms: "As long as dad and the others don't feel any pain, Chuanyi is worried that they will."

Then, Xiao Chuanyi pointed at Bai Weiyong: "Why did great-grandfather vomit blood? Is great-grandfather uncomfortable?"

Mrs. Shen replied: "Your great-grandfather is very good. He will be able to tell stories to Chuanyi again in a few days. But your great-grandfather is very tired. Chuanyi, please don't disturb him, okay?"

Xiao Chuanyi said considerately: "Okay!"

After such stimulation, Bai Weiyong vomited out the blood accumulated in his heart.

In this way, he was completely out of danger.

(End of this chapter)