Chapter 1 Wedge
The fifth year since the establishment of the Great Yan Dynasty, the fifteenth day of the seventh month, the beginning of the Yin period.
The sky is dim and the full moon has not yet set in the sky.
At the foot of a mountain on the outskirts of Beijing, there are reeds all around, which are filled with rocks, sand and small raised earth bags.
There is a plum tree growing on the southeast side, with many branches and slender branches, circling upward. One of the branches was densely covered with small red flowers, swaying in the wind, almost coquettishly.
Following the footsteps, two women and a big black dog walked over, startling several crows to fly into the sky.
One of them is wearing green clothes and the other is wearing blue clothes.
The child they delivered tonight died in the mother's belly, and they brought the dead child here to bury it.
The woman in blue dug a hole with a shovel, while the woman in blue held the dead child and looked around.
After not coming for a few months, there are many more little bumpkins.
It must be because of the unusual weather this year that many people died.
Suddenly, the woman in green eyes widened in shock.
"Oh my god, that red plum blossom is blooming."
The woman in blue did not raise her head, "It's early autumn now, how can the red plum blossoms bloom? My eldest sister must be dazzled."
"I read it right, it's true."
The woman in blue looked up, her mouth wide open and unable to close.
The two people and the dog hurried over.
The small red flowers on the branches are particularly eye-catching in the morning light, and there are crystal dewdrops hanging on the petals.
The woman in blue said, "There was hail two days ago, the temperature dropped sharply, and this plum tree bloomed early again. They say that when there are visions in the sky, there must be injustice. Is there really a terrible injustice happening?"
Suddenly there were two extremely faint meows, right next to them.
They lowered their heads. There was no cat, only a small dirt bag that had just been piled up. It was covered with a thin layer of sand. It was not tightly covered, and a brown wooden box could still be seen.
This is where the sound comes from.
"Wow~~Wow~~"
Two more sounds.
Listen carefully, it's not a cat meowing, but a baby crying.
The big dog suddenly became alert and lowered his head to smell the little bag of dirt.
The woman in blue frowned and said, "What a sin! Some family must have given birth to a girl who they didn't want to raise, so they buried her alive here."
The woman in blue sighed and handed the dead child to the woman in blue. She squatted down and pulled away the sand, revealing a rectangular wooden box inside.
Opening the lid of the box, I saw a little baby wrapped in navy blue silk. The baby showed a little face and mouth, stretched out a little arm, and clenched its little fist tightly.
The wrapping cloth is made of silk, and he must be the child of a wealthy family.
Even if children born to wealthy families die, they are generally not buried here.
Still buried here in the middle of the night...
The woman in green clothes picked up the baby and pulled off the wrapping cloth. Nanny's body was green and white, her face was stained with blood, she was howling with her eyes closed, not to mention she had no tears, and even her voice was hoarse...
It seems to be making a final struggle.
The woman in green clothes still felt a pang in her heart after seeing too much of her dying baby.
She quickly took out a silver needle from her arms and stuck it into the nipple ring.
He sighed in a low voice, "If nothing else, at least this baby is an injustice. Put the dead baby in the wooden box and bury it."
The woman in blue glanced at the baby and whispered, "Sister, one is a boy and the other is a girl. What if someone comes and finds out?"
The woman in green clothes said, "They are all buried here, who will come looking for it? Even if they come to look for it, it is only to burn incense, but also to dig up the soil and take a closer look, right?"
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The woman in blue sighed, "That's right. I don't know how many children have been thrown here. Not to mention their families, not to mention coming to see them, there are none who even burn incense. Amitabha."
The woman in green thought for a while and then said, "It's better to change the wrapping cloth."
The two opened the wrapping and exchanged, and a small green jade bead fell from the little breast's wrapping. The jade is crystal clear and glowing with green light.
The woman in blue asked, "Where to put the beads?"
The woman in green said, "There is always a secret person behind the door of a big house. Alas, it belongs to this child, so just take it with you."
After burying the dead child, the woman in blue handed the baby in her arms to the woman in blue, lit three sticks of incense in front of the new grave, recited the Rebirth Sutra, and buried the remaining incense and ashes.
She looked at the branch of red plum again and said, "Break off the blooming plum branch and throw it into the reeds. If anyone knows that this plum blossom blooms in early autumn, the green reed marsh will not be quiet."
It was already Mao hour, the rising sun was rising in the east, and the bright moon was still hanging on the top of the mountain.
The morning light is shining, the sun and the moon are shining together, which is a good sign.
The woman in green clothes held the child in her arms tightly.
If you can survive, call me Chuchen...
They took the big dog along a secluded path, avoiding the villagers who got up early, and entered a small courtyard some distance away from the village.
Qingquan has opened a new article. I took a long break this time, and if I don’t write something else, I really don’t want to write anymore. Laziness is also inertia. If you don't move, you will continue to be lazy.
I hope you can travel with me on a new dream journey.
(End of chapter)