"No, Brother Yuan, you can't be like this. Where can you find such a good thing if you miss it?"
"Brother Meng Yuan, isn't a man's biggest dream to make great achievements and become famous? Now that the opportunity is in front of us, we should take it as soon as we can!"
"That's right, if you go to the capital and become an official, our Yanghua Village can also benefit from it. What a great thing!"
All the people in the village followed the advice. In their eyes, if a country boy with muddy legs could be appreciated by the general, it would be a great event, as smoke would rise from the ancestral grave. Even if he had to crawl, he would have to climb to the capital to earn fame and come back. How could he not go?
Meng Yuan remained unmoved, "No need to persuade me any more, I have made up my mind and will not change it."
Seeing his resolute attitude, the villagers put their hope in Shen Qingqing, "Sister Qingqing, how about you go and persuade Meng Yuan? Let him go to the capital and give it a try. Maybe he can earn a job for you and come back!"
Shen Qingqing turned her head and looked at Meng Yuan, "How about we have a chat?"
Meng Yuan nodded and followed her into the main room.
"Can you tell me the reason why you don't want to go to the capital?"
Shen Qingqing stopped and looked up at him. Her phoenix eyes were as clear and bright as a pool of water, reflecting Meng Yuan's cramped cheeks.
"Because it is not my pursuit to make great achievements and become famous."
"My biggest dream in this life is to marry the woman I love, raise a few smart and lovely children, and spend this life in peace and happiness."
Shen Qingqing was startled, "Your dream is very simple."
Meng Yuan chuckled lightly, turned his head to look at the bright sunshine outside, and murmured: "It is very simple, but I have indeed been looking forward to it for many years."
He turned around, looked into her bright eyes, and his thoughts jumped back to his boyhood.
When did he get charged with blasphemy?
It probably started after my eldest brother died.
In fact, before the death of the eldest brother, there were many rumors in the village about him killing his relatives, but his mother protected him and would rush out and fight whenever she heard relevant discussions.
There were more fights and more people were offended, so the people in the village changed the subject of discussion from him to his mother, saying that his mother was a shrew, calling his mother a vicious woman, and killing two husbands in succession, which was extremely unlucky.
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Hearing his mother being insulted with the most unbearable words, he gets angry, gets angry, argues with others, and even fights.
When his mother found out, she was not only unhappy, but she cried and beat him and scolded him: "Who wants you to stand up for me? I have been married twice. With you two brothers, I have no regrets in this life. Is your reputation good?"
It doesn’t matter to me at all.”
"But you are different. You still have a long life. You still have to marry a wife and have children. There are still decades to go. If you carry such a dirty reputation, how will you live in the future?"
"Mom's biggest wish in this life is to watch you two brothers get married and have children, and live a prosperous life. She doesn't care about anything else."
"So, Brother Yuan, please listen to your mother and don't argue with those people."
He was silent for a long time, and finally uttered one word with difficulty: "Okay."
From then on, he never argued with others. He only worked every day and seldom spoke except for his family.
But the eldest brother is dead.
His family once again became the focus of discussion among the whole village.
His mother Kefu's argument was no longer valid, and he was once again accused of denigrating relatives.
During those days, his mother cried all the time, crying until she was inhuman form, so the boy's thin shoulders took on all the responsibilities: dealing with the unruly sister-in-law, raising the eldest brother's two children, taking care of the sick mother...
Although those days were difficult, he always had hope in his heart.
I hope that bad luck will never happen again and that he can lead his mother and several children to live a good life with his hard-working hands.
But God did not fulfill people's wishes.
His mother is dead again.
Died on a rainy day.
He sat on the bedside and asked his mother: "Mom, do you hate me?"
His mother shook her head and smiled softly, "Silly boy, you are your mother's son. How can a mother hate her own son?"
"Son, my mother may not be able to accompany you in the future. You have to be alone..."
Live well.
His mother died without even finishing her last sentence.
He sat in the freezing rain for a whole day, with all kinds of thoughts popping up in his mind, and he even thought about death.
He killed himself in the most painful and cruel way to atone for the sins of those who died because of him.
But he saw the children again.
They awkwardly held the umbrella above his head, held the bowl and called to him: "Dad, take a sip of the rice porridge, it's so fragrant and sweet."
He lowered his head and took a sip of rice porridge. The heat of the rice porridge made him shed tears.
The moment he wiped away his tears, he gave up the thought of death.
After that, I hunted, sold wild game, and raised children...
His life returned to peace.
Marrying Shen Qingqing should be considered an accident.
That day, he was chopping firewood at home when he met an old man who came to ask for water. After drinking the tea he handed him, the old man squatted by the door and refused to leave, insisting on doing fortune telling for him for free.
He didn't want to believe this, but there was really no way to shirk the blame, so he let it go.
Unexpectedly, the old Taoist opened his mouth and talked about his experiences in the past twenty years in detail. At the end, he said: "The fate of the destiny is so precious that ordinary people can't suppress it, so they can only marry a woman with the same destiny."
Only then can we crack it.”
Is it expensive?
If it is expensive to sacrifice one's relatives, then he would rather live in poverty for the rest of his life.
Get a wife?
He sneered. After his life was like this, he still married a wife. Isn't that cheating?
The old Taoist didn't care whether he believed it or not, and continued: "Fortunately, there is a woman nearby who can match your fate, Shen Qingqing, the youngest daughter of the Shen family in Xinghua Village. If you marry her, you will get rid of the bad luck of bereavement.
Have a smooth life."
He snatched the tea bowl from the old Taoist's hand, turned around and slammed the door, not wanting to listen to the old Taoist's nonsense again.
But the three words Shen Qingqing were burned into his heart.
In the dead of night, he murmured these three words repeatedly, and then laughed at himself: Meng Yuan, you still haven't given up, how can the great nemesis marry a wife? You have already killed four people, are you still unwilling to accept the reality?
As time went by, he gradually put this matter behind him, until one day when he went to a restaurant to sell game, he heard an old man with a fat head talking about getting married.
He casually heard that the man wanted to marry was Shen Qingqing, the youngest daughter of the Shen family.
From the man's mouth, he learned about Shen Qingqing's situation. His father did not care for his mother, but he would marry her to an old man with a bad character for ten taels of silver.
Listening to the obscene words from the old man's mouth, the thought that he had deliberately suppressed in his heart emerged again.
Since there are fire pits on both sides, why can't he be selfish and marry Shen Qingqing home?
What if what the Taoist said was true?
What if?
Then can't he live a normal life like his mother expected, marry a wife, have children, and then live an ordinary and happy life?
Once some thoughts arise, they are like a prairie fire and are out of control. This chapter has been completed!