Before you know it, spring has arrived, and there is a beautiful scene of red flowers and green willows everywhere. Everyone takes off their thick coats and puts on light and elegant clothes.
The scenery in Yin's Mansion is really nice. Yin Zhongtian once said that he would not restrict my freedom, so I can go in and out of Yin's Mansion freely. Plus, with Qian Hui and Huan'er by my side, I don't feel lonely or bored.
The flowers were red and the willows were green, Qianhui and I were laughing and chasing each other in the garden. The laughter spread far and wide, and even butterflies and magpies were infected and came in droves to hover around us.
Unknowingly, we came to a courtyard, which was quiet. "Where is this?" "This is the place where Er Niang eats food and chants sutras. Er Niang likes peace and quiet, so we'd better not disturb her." Qian Hui finished speaking and pulled her.
I'm leaving.
"Since she's here, let's go in and see her! I haven't seen her yet?" The door was not locked, so I opened a crack. It was very clean inside and no one was seen. I pushed the door open and Qianhui
He also followed me in.
There was a strong scent of sandalwood, and there was the sound of knocking wooden fish. When you walked into the room, you saw a huge Buddha image sitting in the middle of the room. A woman in plain clothes sat cross-legged, closed her eyes and muttered something.
"I am Yan Susu, Yin Zhongtian's wife. I came here to see Er Niang today." I introduced myself, "May I ask what the donor wants?" She opened her eyes. Although the years have left traces on her face, she has never been there since.
Judging from the outline, when she was young, she could be considered a beautiful face.
"I..." It seemed that I had disturbed her, "I am Yin Zhongtian's wife, and I am here to pay my respects to the second mother."
"The poor nun is now an outsider, no longer the second mother you said. Is there anything I can do to help the donor?" She looked at me indifferently, and her empty eyes told me that I had found the wrong person.
"There's nothing wrong!" I said goodbye, grabbed Qianhui and left in a hurry. "Why did Er Niang choose to become a monk? Do you know why?"
"I don't know why, but when I was very young, my second mother didn't like to get close to us very much, and she didn't like to talk. A few years ago, she asked her father to help her change this place into her residence, and she also made offerings to the Buddha here.
." Qianhui glanced at me, indicating that she knew that was all.
But her faint eyes and calm tone were deeply engraved in my mind. And why did she become a monk regardless of Yin Zhongjie? What a weirdo.
In the afternoon, I saw Yin Zhongjie studying in his room. My heart tightened. My mother also left me when I was very young. My father had to take care of me while doing business. He was afraid that marrying a stepmother would be bad for me.
, so I am single until now. I immediately felt sympathy for Yin Zhongjie.
He was leaning against the window, looking at the scenery outside in a daze. I approached gently and yelled, which really made him jump.
"What are you thinking about?" I asked with a smile. "Nothing, I just feel that although spring is beautiful, it is short-lived." He glanced at me, walked out and looked at the blooming flowers in the yard in a daze. At this time, he was
sentimental.
"Zhongjie, let me ask you, do you hate your mother?" I asked after a long time. "Why do I hate her?"
"Ah!" This time it was my turn to be surprised, "Actually, even if it had happened before, it doesn't exist now. Because she has been lukewarm to me since I was a child. I have complained about her and hated her, but after thinking about it, I don't think so anymore.
There is no need. If that is the lifestyle she chooses, as a son, I can only support her." He picked a peach blossom and smelled it between his nose, looking calm and distracted.
The first time I met him, I knew he was a good man, kind-hearted and unconcerned. I stopped asking any more questions because what I saw in front of me was such a beautiful place.
"Such a beautiful scenery only comes once a year, but you have to appreciate it properly. Falling flowers and wind and rain will hurt the spring more, so it's better to take pity on the prospect." After he finished speaking, he put the peach blossoms on his hands in my hair.
"It's so beautiful..." He smiled at me, and then looked at the beautiful scenery, as if he wanted to take it all in.