The woman went to her husband's grave, but she ran into two imps talking, and the imps said, "Go and dig up the grave."
During the Northern Song Dynasty, there was a small village outside Bianjing City, and there was a woman named Yueniang in the village, she was born as beautiful as a flower, gentle and virtuous, and hardworking and capable. Yueniang and her husband Liu Zigu became husband and wife, the two were very affectionate, the husband sang and the wife followed, and the small life was delicious.
However, the good times did not last long, on a dark and windy night, Liu Zigu went to a neighboring village to drink happy wine, and accidentally fell into the cliff on the way home, and died with a whimper. When Yueniang heard the news, she cried so much that she fainted several times. Her in-laws persuaded her to take another step while she was young, but Yueniang insisted on keeping the festival for her husband.
A few years have passed, and Yueniang has always been alone. Every year during Qingming, she will go to her husband's grave to pay respects, talk to him, and recall the bits and pieces of the two together.
On this year's Qingming Festival, Yueniang got up early, freshened up, and went to the cemetery with a basket. She placed an offering in front of her husband's grave and lit incense, and tears began to fall. After crying for a long time, Yueniang got up and went to the woods next to her to relieve herself, and when she came back, she suddenly heard the conversation between the two children.
"Hey, who's buried in this grave?"
"It seems to be a man named Liu Zigu, he died so pitifully!"
Yueniang looked around, and didn't find anyone else, she followed the sound to find it, and behind a big tree, she saw two children about ten years old, a boy and a woman, carved in pink and jade, very cute.
Yueniang felt strange, how could there be two children playing here in such a remote cemetery? She just wanted to step forward to ask, but heard the little girl say: "Liu Zigu is so pitiful, he is pressed in a coffin every day, it must be very boring, right?"
The little boy replied, "What can be done then, who deserves to let him die?" ”
The little girl said, "But he is not dead yet, and if he is locked in a coffin like this, he will be suffocated sooner or later." ”
When Yueniang heard this, she couldn't help but be shocked, her husband had been dead for several years, how could these two little ghosts say that he was not dead? She immediately ran to the two children and asked eagerly, "What did you just say? My husband Liu Zigu is not dead yet?" What is going on?"
The two children were startled by the sudden appearance of Yueniang, and the little boy froze and said, "Who are you? We don't know you." ”
"I'm Liu Zigu's wife, Yueniang, what do you mean by what you just said?" asked Yueniang eagerly.
The little girl looked at Yueniang and said innocently: "Don't you really know? Your husband Liu Zigu is not dead, he is locked in a coffin, shouting for help every day, but no one can hear it." ”
"How is this possible? I watched him buried. Yueniang couldn't believe her ears.
"We imps don't lie. The little boy said seriously, "If you don't believe me, you can check it out." ”
After saying that, the two children turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared. Yueniang stood in place in shock, her heart full of doubts and expectations. If her husband is really alive, then the suffering she has suffered in the past few years is not in vain.
She decided to dig up her husband's grave to see if he was really alive.
Yueniang returned home, took a shovel, and came to the cemetery at night. She tried her best to dig up the grave, and when the coffin lid was opened, she was surprised to find that her husband Liu Zigu was still alive, but he was pale and very weak.
"Zigu, you are really alive!" Yueniang cried with joy and hugged her husband tightly.
Liu Zigu also shed tears excitedly and said, "Lady, I thought I would never see you again." ”
It turned out that after Liu Zigu fell off the cliff, he did not die immediately, but fell into a coma. The villagers thought he was dead and buried him. Fortunately, there were some gaps in the coffin, Liu Zigu woke up in the coffin, and found that he was trapped in a small and dark space, unable to move. He was so desperate several times that he wanted to give up on his life, but when he thought of his wife at home, he persevered.
Yueniang carried her husband home and took care of her. After a period of recuperation, Liu Zigu's body gradually recovered, and the couple returned to their old loving life.
However, the good times did not last long, and the rumors in the village rose again. Some people say that Liu Zigu was possessed by a ghost to crawl out of the grave, and some people say that Yueniang used witchcraft to bring her husband back from the dead. Bitter about these rumors, the couple decided to leave the village and start their lives anew in a place where no one knew them.
On a dark and windy night, Yueniang and Liu Zigu quietly left the village. They set out on their way to Bianjing, where they hoped to start a new life.
After many hardships, the husband and wife finally came to the bustling Bianjing City. They rented a hut and settled down and began to look for a livelihood. Liu Zigu worked as a clerk in a merchant's shop, while Yueniang took care of the household chores at home, and would do some needlework in her spare time to support the family.
Although life in Bianjing is difficult, the husband and wife feel unprecedented steadfastness and happiness. They supported each other and worked together, and gradually gained a firm foothold in this strange city.
However, fate does not seem to be willing to let go of this hard-working couple. One day, Liu Zigu suddenly fainted on the way home, unconscious. Yueniang hurriedly invited Lang Zhong to treat her husband, Lang Zhong shook his head and sighed: "Your husband's old injury has recurred, I'm afraid time is running out." ”
When Yueniang heard this, she held her husband's hand tightly and burst into tears: "Zigu, you can't leave me!
Liu Zigu opened his eyes slightly and looked at his wife, and a wry smile squeezed out of the corner of his mouth: "Don't cry, lady, I have lived a few more years, which is already a gift from God." It's just that I can't rest assured that you are alone in this world. ”
"No, you won't die! I will definitely find a way to save you!" Yueniang said firmly.
She sought medical advice everywhere, and even did not hesitate to sell her property to raise medical expenses, but Liu Zigu's condition became more and more serious, and it had reached the point of no return. One early morning, Liu Zigu passed away peacefully in Yueniang's arms, and this time he never woke up.
Grief-stricken, Yueniang took care of her husband's funeral and buried him in a forest outside Bianjing, where she hoped that her husband would rest in peace and not be disturbed in any way. And she also chose not to marry for life, guarding the forest and her husband's grave alone until the end of her life.
Years later, when people walked into the woods, they could still hear an old woman whispering something, as if she was telling her husband about her thoughts and worries over the years......
And the legend of those two imps has also been passed down in the village and has become a good story. Some people say that they are the incarnation of Yueniang and Liu Zigu, others say that they are immortals sent by God to save this pair of hard-working mandarin ducks, and others say that they are just two playful children who broke into the world by mistake...... But in any case, both imps have left a deep impression and endless reverie.
As for the story of Yueniang and Liu Zigu, it has been praised by future generations, their love has become a symbol of loyalty, and their experience has also made people cherish the happiness and good times in front of them more, and their story also tells us a truth: no matter how difficult and difficult life is, as long as there is love, hope, and faith in the heart, we will be able to overcome all difficulties!
Yueniang kept watch in front of her husband's grave for seven days and seven nights, without eating or drinking, describing herself as haggard. Her heart was filled with endless grief and longing for her husband, as if the whole world had become gray and meaningless.
However, on the night of the seventh day, Yueniang suddenly heard a strange sound. She looked up and saw two hazy figures slowly walking towards her. Yueniang looked at it, and it was actually those two little ghosts.
"You ......" Yueniang said in shock, unable to understand why these two imps had reappeared.
The little ghosts looked at Yueniang, and the little boy said: "Yueniang, we know that you are sad, but you can't keep being depressed like this. ”
"I've lost Zigu, what else can I do?" asked Yueniang sadly.
The little girl said gently: "Yueniang, there is a parting in life, but there is also a reunion. Although you and Zigu are temporarily separated, your love is eternal. You have to live well, for your love, and for yourself. ”
Yueniang listened to the words of the little ghost, and a warm current surged in her heart. She understands that she can't be immersed in grief all the time, and she has to continue to live strong for the love between herself and her husband.
So, Yueniang cheered up and began to face life again. She used her diligence and wisdom to open a small teahouse in Bianjing. Although the teahouse is not large, the environment is elegant and the fragrance of tea is overflowing, attracting many literati and ink writers to come to taste tea.
Yueniang's teahouse business is booming, and she has gradually stepped out of the shadow of widowhood. She told the story of her husband in the teahouse, so that more people felt the deep love between them.
Year after year, Yueniang's teahouse has become a beautiful scenery in Bianjing City. And Yueniang also found a new purpose and meaning in life in the process.
However, fate always seems to play tricks on people. On a dark and windy night, a fire broke out in the teahouse. The fire spread rapidly, and the entire teahouse was plunged into a sea of flames.
Yueniang struggled to put it out, but the fire was too big for her to control. Seeing that everything she had worked so hard for was about to turn into ashes, Yueniang's heart was like a knife.
At this moment, the two little ghosts appeared in front of Yueniang again. They led a group of imps, armed with buckets and fire extinguishing equipment, and quickly threw themselves into the firefighting operation. With the help of the imps, the fire was quickly brought under control and eventually extinguished.
Yueniang looked at the busy figures of the little ghosts, and her heart was full of gratitude and respect. She knew that these imps were her patron saints and had been silently protecting her and her teahouse.
After the fire, Yueniang decided to rebuild the teahouse. She brought in the best craftsmen and designers to make the teahouse a more elaborate and comfortable place. On the day of the opening of the new teahouse, dignitaries and literati from Bianjing City came to congratulate and taste tea.
Yueniang stood at the door of the teahouse, smiling and greeting every guest. She knows that a new chapter has been opened in her life, and all this is inseparable from the help and support of those cute little ghosts.
Since then, Yueniang's teahouse has become one of the most famous teahouses in Bianjing City. She used her efforts and wisdom to create a legendary story that made people feel the tenacity of life and the power of love. And those two little ghosts have always been by her side, guarding her happiness and tranquility.
With the passage of time, Yueniang gradually entered old age. However, her mindset remains young and energetic. She often shares her life experiences and insights with guests in the teahouse, so that more people can benefit a lot.
On a sunny afternoon, Yueniang sat in the courtyard of the teahouse basking in the sun. She closed her eyes and quietly recalled her life, her heart full of emotion and satisfaction. Suddenly, she felt a gentle breeze on her face, as if someone was whispering in her ear.
Yueniang opened her eyes and saw the two little ghosts standing in front of her and looking at her with a smile. She knew it was the last time they would see each other, as she had sensed the end of her life looming.
"Thank you for always being there for me, protecting me and supporting me. Yueniang said gratefully, "It was you who taught me to be strong and brave, and let me find the meaning and value of life." ”
The little ghosts silently watched Yueniang, as if to convey their last blessings and encouragement to her. Then they turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared into the air, leaving Yueniang to sit quietly in the courtyard alone.
A few days later, Yueniang passed away peacefully. Her passing did not cause much grief and grief as it was known that she had lived a full and meaningful life. Her teahouse still stands in Bianjing City, a testament to her love for her husband and her perseverance. And the legend of those two imps has always been circulating in people's hearts and has become an eternal legend.
Although Yueniang passed away, her spirit will remain in people's hearts forever. Her story has inspired countless people to pursue their dreams and happiness, and to face life's setbacks and difficulties bravely. And those little ghosts have also become the guardian saints in people's hearts, guarding everyone's dreams and hopes.
One night not long after Yueniang's death, a dazzling light suddenly appeared in the sky over Bianjing City. People looked up and saw two small figures flying in the sky, and they emitted a faint light that lit up the entire night sky. It was two little ghosts, who guarded Yueniang's soul and flew to the other side of heaven, so that she and her husband could reunite in another world and live happily ever after.