Chapter 566
Chapter 566
Chapter 566
Geng Songsheng took out three steamed buns frozen into stone from the stone house. He roasted them on the fire until both sides were golden and fragrant.
There was the sound of stepping on snow behind me.
Turning around, he saw Yan Sanhe and frowned slightly.
Smart people can sometimes guess a lot of things with just one look, expression, or move.
"Do you want me to persuade her?" he asked.
Yan Sanhe shook his head, "Just saying goodbye."
Geng Songsheng’s eyebrows furrowed further, “Girl, you’re not afraid of me…”
"You're not that kind of person."
Geng Songsheng looked into her eyes and suddenly felt like laughing.
He wasn't that kind of person - those words he longed to hear from everyone's lips many years ago.
Now that someone really said it, he felt that it didn't matter whether he was such a person or not.
"to make!"
He immediately agreed, "You just stay here."
Yan Sanhe looked around and said, "Well, it's still quite sheltered from the wind."
Geng Songsheng laughed, turned and left.
As soon as he left, Yan Sanhe waved from a distance, and little Mr. Pei was the first to rush in.
"How can this damn place be so cold? I just went out to take a pee and almost froze to death."
After saying that, Zhu Yuanzhao came in with his neck scrunched up.
Yan Sanhe didn't talk nonsense and said straightforwardly: "At dawn tomorrow, no matter what the weather is, we will go down the mountain."
Zhu Yuanzhao nodded.
"What if you don't say anything?"
"I'm coming!"
Li Buyan rushed in with a handful of dry firewood in his hand.
Yan Sanhe: "Where did you find it?"
"There are a lot of them piled up behind this stone house."
Li Buyan piled up the dry firewood and lit a fire at the door. When the flames started to burn, Mr. Pei pulled Zhu Yuanzhao around him.
Finally alive!
Zhu Yuanzhao felt a little warmer and suddenly said, "Miss Yan, my mother..."
"Nothing to say today."
Yan Sanhe interrupted him, his expression calm and firm.
"There are too many things in my mind. I need to think about it. You also need to be quiet and see what the regulations are. Do you want Ding Yi to return to Beijing and send a letter to your elder brother first?"
I don't know which words touched Zhu Yuanzhao's heart. He suddenly fell to his knees and covered his face with his hands. As his shoulders bent, tears flowed from his fingers.
This time, even the softest Pei Xiao didn't come forward to persuade him.
It's time to cry.
Move the yin house and take away the Wenchang star of Gengsongsheng;
Peach Blossom Well;
death nail;
And borrowing money...
Is this something that a normal person can do?
So damn dirty.
Fortunately, I am a husband and a good father, bah!
I really echoed the words in front of the temple—
Painted painting difficult to draw tiger bone, Clothes make the man.
……
Geng Songsheng walked into the main room, closed the door, and sat down cross-legged in front of the stove.
Zhu Weixi looked up at him.
He took out a knife from his waist, cut the buns into pieces, and placed them on the pot lid.
Frozen buns need to be soft before they are delicious when baked.
"Give me the wooden shovel."
Zhu Weixi handed it over.
He took it, opened the lid of the pot and stirred it. He felt it was a little dry, so he added some water to it and closed the lid again.
Zhu Weixi felt a twinge in his heart.
In his memory, his hands had held pens, turned over books, folded leaves, and picked flowers...but he had never done any of these menial tasks.
After a while, she asked in a low voice: "Geng Songsheng, do you hate me?" He didn't answer and asked instead: "Zhu Weixi, do you hate me?"
She was stunned for a moment, "I hated it."
He smiled: "I hated it too."
She: "I hate you for not taking the right path and having a romantic affair overnight."
He: "I hate you for being so stupid. You would rather believe others than me."
After speaking, both of them fell silent.
Hate is due to the use of love.
If love is used too hard and cannot be obtained, it turns into hatred.
"I've traveled a lot over the years."
Geng Songsheng raised his head and met her eyes, his voice was smiling as before.
"As far east as I walked, I crossed the East China Sea, as far south as Qiongtai, as far west as I climbed Lachi Mountain, and as far north as I went to Mohe."
Those are places that Zhu Weixi could never imagine in his entire life.
It's a dream at night.
"I lived by the East China Sea for three months."
He slowly fell into memories.
"The sea is endless and the water is very blue. Sometimes it is calm and sometimes there are strong winds and huge waves. Seagulls fly on the sea. When the sun is bright, they will fly very high.
I often sit on the cliff in a daze, thinking about nothing, just sitting there.
When the sun is good, I lie on the sand and gravel. I can lie there all day long. Sometimes I am awake, sometimes I am asleep. When I am asleep, I dream, and in my dream..."
"Is it home?"
"On the contrary."
Geng Songsheng laughed loudly and said: "I have dreamed about everything, but I have never dreamed about home."
Zhu Weixi's tightly pursed lips trembled a few times, and her heart ached even more.
she wants to ask.
Is there me there?
"The thing that shocked me the most was Lachi Mountain. When I saw it, I couldn't help but kneel down, with tears in my eyes. It was so high, majestic, majestic, and vast..."
His eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky, with clear light shining through them.
"It makes me feel that people are so insignificant in the mountains and rivers; the glory and wealth that are being juggled are so vulnerable; and the life-and-death calculations of you and me are so boring."
He looked at Zhu Weixi with deep eyes.
"I have also met many, many interesting people. There is an escort who is very old, about 60 to [-] years old. He hangs out in the escort team and does nothing. He keeps yelling to go home early all day long."
Zhu Weixi answered, "Is it to make money for a living?"
He shook his head: "He doesn't make any money as an escort. He pays two taels of silver to the escort team every time. Because he walks slowly, he is disliked to death."
Zhu Weixi didn't understand, "Why should I suffer this crime?"
"If he was at home, my mother-in-law would beat and scold him. But when he comes back with the escort team, he will have good porridge and food when he comes home. My mother-in-law even takes the initiative to warm his bed at night."
"What a fierce mother-in-law!"
"His mother-in-law doesn't remember anything, the old man forgets, and his son and daughter also forget. Only when he sees the escort team coming back from the city gate will he remember the past."
He smiled: "But it can only last for a few days. After a few days, everything will be forgotten."
Zhu Weixi was silent for a while, "When that woman was young, she must have gone to the city gate to wait for her husband every day. Waiting and waiting became a habit."
Geng Songsheng nodded.
"The old man complained to me that one day he would be exhausted by his mother-in-law. I advised him to stop running escorts and just rest at home. What do you think he said?"
"How to say?"
Geng Songsheng had a faint smile on his lips, "He said I don't understand shit and deserve to become a monk."
Zhu Weixi: "What happened next?"
"Later he escorted his escort, and the master and I took another route, and we never saw him again."
Zhu Weixi's eyes were hot from the fire, he lowered his head and murmured: "So you guys just walked such a short distance together!"
"Yeah, that's how close we are to each other."
Geng Songsheng looked at her: "You can also listen to his complaints."
Zhu Weixi seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes flickered.
(End of this chapter)
Geng Songsheng took out three steamed buns frozen into stone from the stone house. He roasted them on the fire until both sides were golden and fragrant.
There was the sound of stepping on snow behind me.
Turning around, he saw Yan Sanhe and frowned slightly.
Smart people can sometimes guess a lot of things with just one look, expression, or move.
"Do you want me to persuade her?" he asked.
Yan Sanhe shook his head, "Just saying goodbye."
Geng Songsheng’s eyebrows furrowed further, “Girl, you’re not afraid of me…”
"You're not that kind of person."
Geng Songsheng looked into her eyes and suddenly felt like laughing.
He wasn't that kind of person - those words he longed to hear from everyone's lips many years ago.
Now that someone really said it, he felt that it didn't matter whether he was such a person or not.
"to make!"
He immediately agreed, "You just stay here."
Yan Sanhe looked around and said, "Well, it's still quite sheltered from the wind."
Geng Songsheng laughed, turned and left.
As soon as he left, Yan Sanhe waved from a distance, and little Mr. Pei was the first to rush in.
"How can this damn place be so cold? I just went out to take a pee and almost froze to death."
After saying that, Zhu Yuanzhao came in with his neck scrunched up.
Yan Sanhe didn't talk nonsense and said straightforwardly: "At dawn tomorrow, no matter what the weather is, we will go down the mountain."
Zhu Yuanzhao nodded.
"What if you don't say anything?"
"I'm coming!"
Li Buyan rushed in with a handful of dry firewood in his hand.
Yan Sanhe: "Where did you find it?"
"There are a lot of them piled up behind this stone house."
Li Buyan piled up the dry firewood and lit a fire at the door. When the flames started to burn, Mr. Pei pulled Zhu Yuanzhao around him.
Finally alive!
Zhu Yuanzhao felt a little warmer and suddenly said, "Miss Yan, my mother..."
"Nothing to say today."
Yan Sanhe interrupted him, his expression calm and firm.
"There are too many things in my mind. I need to think about it. You also need to be quiet and see what the regulations are. Do you want Ding Yi to return to Beijing and send a letter to your elder brother first?"
I don't know which words touched Zhu Yuanzhao's heart. He suddenly fell to his knees and covered his face with his hands. As his shoulders bent, tears flowed from his fingers.
This time, even the softest Pei Xiao didn't come forward to persuade him.
It's time to cry.
Move the yin house and take away the Wenchang star of Gengsongsheng;
Peach Blossom Well;
death nail;
And borrowing money...
Is this something that a normal person can do?
So damn dirty.
Fortunately, I am a husband and a good father, bah!
I really echoed the words in front of the temple—
Painted painting difficult to draw tiger bone, Clothes make the man.
……
Geng Songsheng walked into the main room, closed the door, and sat down cross-legged in front of the stove.
Zhu Weixi looked up at him.
He took out a knife from his waist, cut the buns into pieces, and placed them on the pot lid.
Frozen buns need to be soft before they are delicious when baked.
"Give me the wooden shovel."
Zhu Weixi handed it over.
He took it, opened the lid of the pot and stirred it. He felt it was a little dry, so he added some water to it and closed the lid again.
Zhu Weixi felt a twinge in his heart.
In his memory, his hands had held pens, turned over books, folded leaves, and picked flowers...but he had never done any of these menial tasks.
After a while, she asked in a low voice: "Geng Songsheng, do you hate me?" He didn't answer and asked instead: "Zhu Weixi, do you hate me?"
She was stunned for a moment, "I hated it."
He smiled: "I hated it too."
She: "I hate you for not taking the right path and having a romantic affair overnight."
He: "I hate you for being so stupid. You would rather believe others than me."
After speaking, both of them fell silent.
Hate is due to the use of love.
If love is used too hard and cannot be obtained, it turns into hatred.
"I've traveled a lot over the years."
Geng Songsheng raised his head and met her eyes, his voice was smiling as before.
"As far east as I walked, I crossed the East China Sea, as far south as Qiongtai, as far west as I climbed Lachi Mountain, and as far north as I went to Mohe."
Those are places that Zhu Weixi could never imagine in his entire life.
It's a dream at night.
"I lived by the East China Sea for three months."
He slowly fell into memories.
"The sea is endless and the water is very blue. Sometimes it is calm and sometimes there are strong winds and huge waves. Seagulls fly on the sea. When the sun is bright, they will fly very high.
I often sit on the cliff in a daze, thinking about nothing, just sitting there.
When the sun is good, I lie on the sand and gravel. I can lie there all day long. Sometimes I am awake, sometimes I am asleep. When I am asleep, I dream, and in my dream..."
"Is it home?"
"On the contrary."
Geng Songsheng laughed loudly and said: "I have dreamed about everything, but I have never dreamed about home."
Zhu Weixi's tightly pursed lips trembled a few times, and her heart ached even more.
she wants to ask.
Is there me there?
"The thing that shocked me the most was Lachi Mountain. When I saw it, I couldn't help but kneel down, with tears in my eyes. It was so high, majestic, majestic, and vast..."
His eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky, with clear light shining through them.
"It makes me feel that people are so insignificant in the mountains and rivers; the glory and wealth that are being juggled are so vulnerable; and the life-and-death calculations of you and me are so boring."
He looked at Zhu Weixi with deep eyes.
"I have also met many, many interesting people. There is an escort who is very old, about 60 to [-] years old. He hangs out in the escort team and does nothing. He keeps yelling to go home early all day long."
Zhu Weixi answered, "Is it to make money for a living?"
He shook his head: "He doesn't make any money as an escort. He pays two taels of silver to the escort team every time. Because he walks slowly, he is disliked to death."
Zhu Weixi didn't understand, "Why should I suffer this crime?"
"If he was at home, my mother-in-law would beat and scold him. But when he comes back with the escort team, he will have good porridge and food when he comes home. My mother-in-law even takes the initiative to warm his bed at night."
"What a fierce mother-in-law!"
"His mother-in-law doesn't remember anything, the old man forgets, and his son and daughter also forget. Only when he sees the escort team coming back from the city gate will he remember the past."
He smiled: "But it can only last for a few days. After a few days, everything will be forgotten."
Zhu Weixi was silent for a while, "When that woman was young, she must have gone to the city gate to wait for her husband every day. Waiting and waiting became a habit."
Geng Songsheng nodded.
"The old man complained to me that one day he would be exhausted by his mother-in-law. I advised him to stop running escorts and just rest at home. What do you think he said?"
"How to say?"
Geng Songsheng had a faint smile on his lips, "He said I don't understand shit and deserve to become a monk."
Zhu Weixi: "What happened next?"
"Later he escorted his escort, and the master and I took another route, and we never saw him again."
Zhu Weixi's eyes were hot from the fire, he lowered his head and murmured: "So you guys just walked such a short distance together!"
"Yeah, that's how close we are to each other."
Geng Songsheng looked at her: "You can also listen to his complaints."
Zhu Weixi seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes flickered.
(End of this chapter)