The conversation with Zhang Cuihua unfolded on a bare hillside near a fire-prone tile kiln with few bright blue colors.
In May, although the hillside is bald, it is not difficult to endure. The wind blows occasionally, which makes people feel refreshed.
“The child’s name is Chu Yao?” Jiang Wang asked.
"That's right. My sister-in-law and my sister-in-law were both born earlier than me. When the baby was born, the man said it would be nice to call him Yao'er. 'The emperor loves the eldest son, and the people love Yao'er.' That seems to be the saying." Zhang Cuihua said with a face. With a smile on his face: "He is a learned man."
“Uh…” Jiang Wang echoed without conscience: “My studious brother is indeed a learned man.”
Zhang Cuihua couldn't hear his reluctance at all, and felt a little proud: "Isn't it? My name used to be Zhang Cuihua. My man said the word "hua" was tacky, so he asked me to call him Cuihua. I don't know the difference, but it sounds nice! Listen. Just rejoice!”
As far as Jiang Wang is concerned, Zhang Cuihua doesn’t sound much better than Zhang Cuihua.
But in Zhang Cuihua's eyes, the satisfaction in his words... was all joy.
Those things, those beautiful things that she cherishes, are the greatest strength supporting her life, right?
No matter what Chu Mi's reputation is outside, no matter what people think of him, at least in Wayao Town, there is one person who admires him, recognizes him, and truly loves him.
“It’s really good.” Jiang Wang thought for a while and asked, “Sister Hua, I don’t think you look particularly good. I know some medical skills. Can you let me take your pulse?”
After much thought, he didn't know how to help Chu Mi's widow. So he thought of checking the other person's physical condition first to see if he could help her extraordinary.
"What's the inconvenience? I'm a mother!" Zhang Cuihua wiped her hands with the turban she took off, and then stretched out her hand: "Here you go!"
Jiang Wang stretched out three fingers and seemed to feel the pulse, but in fact he had already called Daoyuan to observe.
He discovered the undissipated medicinal power of the Pulse Opening Pill in Zhang Cuihua's body.
Asked in a very casual manner: "Has my studious brother given you anything special to eat?"
“No.” Zhang Cuihua shook his head.
After a while, he said again: "There was one time when I was sick. He ran a long way to ask for medicine for me. It was a pill, and he asked the gods for it! I took it and got better. Over the years, I have never been sick again. Miles."
It seems that Chu Mi has tried to make her transcendent, but she obviously lacks talent and her body is not in a suitable state. Even if she uses the Pulse Opening Pill, she cannot succeed.
Then what else can I do to help this woman?
Jiang Wang was thinking when he suddenly met Zhang Cuihua's eyes.
The simplicity and tenacity in those eyes have disappeared without knowing when.
She looked at Jiang Wang: "Brother, tell me the truth. My family is studious, is something wrong? Don't hide it from me!"
The lips stained with dust moved, not knowing whether to cry or laugh: "If he is gone, you can't lie to me and wait for him in vain, right? It's not that no one wants me."
Jiang Wang thought he was acting normal, but he couldn't hide it from a woman who missed her husband.
Five years.
She took the child alone and waited for Chu Mi for five years.
Of course she is not unwanted. At least the sturdy man from before was obviously interested in her.
But the meaning of "You can't deceive me into waiting in vain" means that if the wait is not in vain, if I can wait, I will wait no matter how long it takes.
Jiang Wang originally thought of several reasons in his mind, but at this moment, he faced these eyes, the powerless yet most powerful eyes.
Suddenly I couldn't say anything.
“He passed away very honorably and honorably.” Jiang Wang finally said.
Zhang Cuihua was stunned for a while, then slowly, slowly squatted down.
He covered his face with his rough hands stained with brick dust.
There was no sound of crying.
Jiang Wang stood beside him, accompanying him silently.
The wind in May comes and goes, whining back and forth on the bare hillside with an unobstructed view.
After a long period of time, Zhang Cuihua rubbed his eyes with his sleeves, then raised his head and said, "When he left, he said he would come back."
There were no tears in her eyes, but her face was all black and white, and she tried hard to calm down: "At least he didn't lie to me. He can't come back. It's not that he won't come back..."
Jiang Wang squatted down, reached out and brushed it in front of her face, and the gentle water brushed her face, wiping away the "pattern" mixed with tears and brick dust.
That gentle and gentle power did not make her feel any discomfort.
Zhang Cuihua was obviously shocked by this magical scene and forgot to speak for a moment.
Jiang Wang said softly: "Your husband is the same person as me. Your husband and I are friends. If you are willing, I can help you live a different life."
There should be no ordinary person who can resist the temptation of the extraordinary.
Jiang Wang has always thought this way. When he was very young, he longed for the extraordinary. To this end, he was not afraid of dangers and worked tirelessly.
Zhang Cuihua was silent for a while and suddenly asked: "Is it dangerous? People like you are dangerous, right?"
Jiang Wang wanted to say that if you don’t reach the Outer Building Realm, you don’t have to go to the Lost Realm to fight.
But if you don’t go to the outer building and don’t go to the lost world, is there no danger?
The practice of Tenglong realm can fall into the fog of ignorance at any time. Isn't that dangerous?
How many practitioners have been driven crazy by the pain of wandering at the gate of heaven and earth, unable to make any progress?
Who dares to imagine the consequences of the Dao Xuan exploding once the Zhoutian built by the Zhoutian Realm collapses?
Furthermore, those who have truly embarked on the path of spiritual practice are willing to stop at the foot of the mountain forever and wander around forever?
How can he say that transcendence is not a dangerous path?
"It must be very dangerous." Zhang Cuihua shook his head and asked himself: "My man is the most careful. Even if he wants to fetch water from the well, I have to drag him behind. It's not particularly dangerous... nothing will happen to him."
Jiang Wang sighed: "I can't guarantee that there will be no danger in the extraordinary world. I can only say that if you set foot on this road, you will have the opportunity to control your own destiny."
He stretched out his fingers, gently tapped Zhang Cuihua's eyebrows, and used the power of his soul to transmit the information about Qingyang Town into her mind: "If you figure it out sometime, you can ask Chu Yao to find me at this place.
Just ask Jiang Qingyang."
He retracted his finger: "Besides, don't let anyone know about this. I'm in a lot of trouble, and so is your husband."
This method of conveying information into the mind is obviously far beyond Zhang Cuihua's imagination. Chu Mi has never had an extraordinary performance in front of her.
But she was surprisingly calm.
After she thought about it seriously, she said: "The baby is still young. When he grows up, I will let him make his own decision."
"Okay." Jiang Wang did not force himself and said instead: "Then let's talk about the next thing. Are there any problems in your life?"
Before Chu Mi surrendered, it was impossible not to leave a guarantee for his wife and children. Of course, a man like him knew not to leave too much wealth, but there was definitely no problem in ensuring their basic life.
Why is Zhang Cuihua still moving tiles in the tile kiln and working hard like men?
Zhang Cuihua thought for a while, shook his head and said, "We'll be fine."
Jiang Wang was afraid that she didn't understand what he meant, so he said more bluntly: "You should know by now what kind of person I am and what kind of abilities I have. If you encounter any grievances, problems, or any obstacles that you can't overcome.
Just tell me. I have opened mountains and rivers, so you don’t have to worry."
Zhang Cuihua's eyelids were slightly lowered: "I grew up here since I was a child. Wayao Town is my home. Who can make me suffer? You don't have to worry about it."
Jiang Wang thought for a while and did not ask any more questions.
Zhang Cuihua was able to raise a child by herself, and she was definitely not a weak character when she was shouting at the men in the cave house just now. She must have a reason for not wanting to say anything.
Since the person has a sister-in-law and a younger brother-in-law, it is actually not difficult to guess the reason.
It is difficult for outsiders to deal with household matters.
It is understandable that Zhang Cuihua is afraid that he is an extraordinary monk who does not care about the lives of ordinary people.
"This way." Jiang Wang took out a bag of broken silver, not because he couldn't give more, but because he was concerned about the safety of their mother and son: "You take this silver..."
Zhang Cuihua retreated far away and said in a very firm tone: "I can't have it!"
Jiang Wang continued: "I borrowed it from Brother Haoxue earlier, and now I have nowhere to return it..."
Zhang Cuihua took another step back: "Really borrowed it?"
Jiang Wang said: "How can it be fake? We extraordinary monks can't lie to others, and we can't cultivate if we lie to others. I rushed here to pay back the money just to fulfill my wish!"
Zhang Cuihua then put the cloth bag away and said, "Then you should pay back your debts."
"Of course it should be." Jiang Wang said with a smile. He raised his eyes and looked at the sky: "It's getting late, I should go."
He stretched out his finger and tapped his forehead: "Remember what I told you. Chu Yao always has a choice. You don't have to bear the burden, it's his father who earned it for him."
Zhang Cuihua said nothing, hugging the bag of broken silver tightly, suddenly bent down and bowed deeply to Jiang Wang.
When she straightened up, the young man with a delicate face had disappeared.
Everything is like a dream, except for the money in my arms and the wind blowing in my ears, everything seems not so real.
“Mother, mother!”
Chu Yao, who was clever and thin, did not let Shanzi and the others notice him, and ran over quickly.
When Zhang Cuihua turned around, there was already a smile on his face: "Come on, baby, tell mother, how much money have you earned in total?"
"Hehe." Chu Yao raised his fingers, counted again and again, and grinned with a missing front tooth and said, "It's seven dollars!"
Zhang Cuihua bent down and touched his head: "Yaoer, you have money to study!"
"Really?" Chu Yao's eyes are like his father's, long and thin, sly and cunning, and they are shining brightly at the moment. He doesn't like reading, but being with other children in the school is definitely more fun than moving tiles.
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“Yes, my baby is great.” Zhang Cuihua held her son in her arms and said softly, “I have earned enough!”
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(This chapter counts as an additional update, because there are two updates and one update in the evening. If the remark is for the leader of the alliance, it is very loose. One-half of the remark is for the leader of the alliance, which is very strange. So this chapter is considered as an additional update!
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This chapter has been completed!