Chapter 11 Camellia blooms all over the road in September
The river is vast, and there is a sound like waves when the mountain wind blows the leaves. On such a warm autumn afternoon, I am like a flower basking in the warm sunshine, my mind is happy and relaxed.WWW.tsxsw.COM I can faintly hear singing.
It sounded like someone was singing a folk song. I glanced at Xuan Qing, who was standing side by side with me, and saw a faint smile on his face. I listened attentively, knowing that he had heard it too.
A soft song floated in the distance. Although it was far away, the song was clear and the words were pronounced clearly. What I could clearly hear was:
A little girl should treat her lover well - kindness is deep, don't let your sister down - when you see a relationship, you should treat her well, but when you don't see her, you should keep it in your heart seventeen or eighteen times every day!
The song was getting closer and closer, and the tone still had the childishness of a little daughter, but it was very clear. I saw Xuan Qing pursed her lips and listened, thinking thoughtfully, her clear eyes caressing the reeds swaying in the wind.
Overlapping green mountains, caressing the turbulent river, slowly revealed a gentle smile, as if he was a child whose worries were exposed. There was a little shyness in the smile, which was like ripples on the corners of his beautiful lips.
Ripple lightly.
I lowered my head and saw his tall and tall figure covering my lonely reflection in the water.
My heart skipped a beat when I saw a girl not far away singing the folk song I just heard. She rowed the oar leisurely and swayed closer. The girl was only fourteen or fifteen years old and was wearing a blue calico dress.
Wearing a long shirt and long trousers, with a thick braid tied with a red rope at the end, she was singing happily. She was not quite tall, had green eyebrows and plain face, was slightly green, and only had a pair of round, almond-shaped eyes.
It is very lively and clear, making people like it as soon as they see it.
Xuanqing greeted: "Girl, can your boat carry people?"
The ferry girl's voice was clean and sweet, and she responded loudly: "Of course! Master, do you want to cross the river?"
Xuanqing put his hands behind his hands and smiled, and said to me: "The Piaomiao Peak in front is my Qingliang Terrace. I always live in Qingliang Terrace for about ten days in a month. Now I might as well let this girl ferry me there."
I couldn't help but ask: "What about Yufeng?"
He said: "The old horse Yufeng knows the way and knows the way to Qingliangtai. When it has eaten and drank enough, it will go back on its own."
I thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Then, my lord, good luck."
He chuckled, his broad sleeves were moved by the wind, and they were as elegant as the turning wind. He looked at me and said softly: "Madam, would you like to give me a ride and take a look at the lakes and mountains along the coast."
I hesitated slightly, but thinking about his kindness to me, I finally couldn't bear to refuse and said softly: "That's fine."
So Xuanqing took the baggage from the horse, jumped onto the ferry girl's boat, and pulled me on board. It was a very ordinary action. The moment my fingers touched his palm, I felt his hand was warm.
It was dry, and it seemed that the blood vessels under his skin were pulsing faintly. But my hands were cold and moist.
He and I sat at the bow and stern of the boat respectively, but the woman rowing the boat was not happy. She held up the oar and said: "You two know each other, so we are sitting like this. When you want to talk later, I will stand in the middle."
But it’s very awkward.”
Xuan Qing chuckled and said, "That's what the girl said. Then I'll just go to the stern of the boat and sit with my wife."
"Madam?" The girl looked at my Buddhist attire and asked curiously: "She looks like a girl from Ganlu Temple. Why do you call her Madam?"
I felt slightly embarrassed, so I had to say: "I practice with my hair on."
The girl said "Oh" and suddenly understood. She clapped her hands and said, "By the way, my mother is a monk, so people call her by her Buddhist name 'Mo Yan' or sister. But you are just a practitioner."
I was slightly surprised, looked at the girl and said, "Mo Yan is your mother?" Looking closely, I saw that although the girl was not tall enough, her facial expressions were exactly the same as Mo Yan's.
She nodded and said happily: "Yes. Do you also know my mother?"
I nodded, "She took good care of me." She stopped paddling, looked at me curiously, and said, "My mother said there was a girl named Mochou who had a very miserable life experience. Are you talking about you?
?" I didn't know how to answer, so I felt a little embarrassed. The girl thought to herself: "I see that you are so skinny and sallow, you must not be able to eat enough and sleep well. No wonder my mother said you are miserable and pitiful."
The girl's mind is simple and open-minded, and she thinks that not having enough food to eat and not being able to sleep is the sorrow and pitifulness of the world. Little does she know that there are more unexplainable sufferings in this world when we meet along the way.
However, Mo Yan said that I was pitiful, and that was true. Although she was also in Buddhism, her daughter was close by and she could see her all the time. Unlike me, except for this painting in my hand, I would never see my only daughter again in this life.
I can't hear her cry or laugh, and have become strangers for life.
The girl spoke carelessly, still rowing her oar. But my sadness was so easily stirred up, and I felt unhappy.
Xuan Qing sat next to me and said softly: "Her mother, is she the sister-in-law who wiped the floor with you just now?" I nodded lightly in agreement. At that moment, his sadness filled his always gentle eyes and said:
"You have lost a lot of weight. I saw you were working very hard mopping the floor today. Do you have to do such heavy work every day?"
I shook my head and said simply: "No."
The girl interjected from the side: "Are you mopping the floor in the hall? It's a job of punishing people for doing wrong things, but it's hard work. My mother said that if you wipe it for a long time, your bones will fall apart." She glanced at it.
Looking at Xuanqing, he said: "I heard my mother say that Mochou is new here, and those girls always bully her. She has to wash a lot of clothes every day, dry firewood, and starch them. It's the most hard work."
Xuan Qing looked at me with pity, "Why didn't you tell me? Why didn't anyone help you get justice and let people bully you?"
I lowered my head, my expression calm, "I did it willingly." I looked at him calmly, "Although it is hard work in Ganlu Temple, there are few scheming and fighting. I am just tired of all the fighting in the palace before I am willing to practice. What's more..."
I said in a low voice: "Once the body is tired and hard, it will no longer have the mind to remember the pain and aches in the past. Therefore, I would rather work harder on my own."
There was some hidden pain in Xuan Qing's clear eyes, like a leaf or something else frozen in crystal amber. Being so close, I suddenly realized that his eyes were not the usual black, but lighter.
, with a little warm color of amber.
He said: "It's good to be able to get a moment of peace in the midst of hard work. What I'm most afraid of is being tossed around and unable to extricate myself."
The wind blew through my hair, making me feel itchy. I looked up at the clear blue sky and smiled lightly: "I understand, but if you want to do it yourself, it will always be difficult."
"Then", the sunlight dyed with the color of the mountains and rivers projected onto his face, with soft lines, he said gently: "Now we sit together, looking at the clouds across the sky, talking, or being silent, enjoying a moment of peace and quiet.
Calm down."
"Sitting together, looking at the clouds across the sky, talking, or being silent..." I murmured softly.
"Yes", his tone was sure and easy-going, like the soft wind full of green water vapor in the river, "right now, I just want to be like this with you."
She lowered her delicate eyelashes peacefully, and the peace and throbbing in her heart intertwined with clear ripples like the waves around her, gradually becoming calmer. There were soft and shining waves on the boat refracted by the sun, and I sighed silently in my heart,
If my future life often has moments of tranquility and comfort like this, like a river flowing eastward, with a fixed direction, peace and calmness, it will be an excellent ending.
He and I were silent like this, looking at the same sky and earth, and our hearts were at peace.
The ferry girl giggled like a silver bell, "As the old saying goes, it takes ten years to cross the same boat, and a hundred years to sleep together. How come you two can't even talk to each other when you're on the same boat like this? I don't care about you, I want it.
If you sing my song, don’t find it unpleasant.”
It takes ten years to get across in the same boat, and it takes a hundred years to get to sleep together.
I was suddenly startled. Naturally, I had often heard such words in the past and didn't take them to heart. I would occasionally joke with others about them. However, when I suddenly heard them, I felt like I was meditating on Zen. I lowered my head and chewed these words carefully.
I couldn't stop thinking about the feeling, as if lightning suddenly flashed across the sky in the dark night. In such a rapid moment, it was clear that something was illuminated, but it was still dark and nothing could be seen clearly.
I secretly glanced at Xuan Qing, and saw that he also lowered his head silently, as if he was thinking about something, and his expression seemed to be happy or not, and it was unclear. I just heard his voice slowly falling into my ears, "According to this, I am in the same boat as my wife."
I went through it twice, and I think I practiced it for twenty years in my previous life."
I didn't turn around to stir up the river water. The river water in September was already a bit cold, and the coolness penetrated into my skin. I said, "You're kidding me."
The girl raised her head and sang the song over and over again. However, she was still young and did not understand the feeling of it. The song was purely joyful and there was no trace of lovesickness or affection in it. After all, she was still young!
My mind was heavy, and I actually didn’t know what I was thinking or what I wanted to think. I was all ignorant. I could only clearly remember in my ignorance that except for the most lingering months in the palace, I had never been to Xuan Ling.
It’s not something that should be kept in mind seventeen or eighty times every day.
The water waves are dragging horizontally, and they are as full as wrinkled silk. Piaomiao Peak and Lingyun Peak, where Ganlu Temple is located, are very similar. It only takes a moment to be in a daze, and they have already arrived.
Xuanqing came ashore, pointed to the pavilions and palaces on the top of the mountain, and said: "This is the Qingliangtai. If my wife needs help in the future, just send someone to the Qingliangtai to let her know. Qing will do her best."
I smiled and bowed and said, "Thank you very much. I'm so grateful to be able to see Haoyue's portrait, and I can't ask for anything more."
Xuanqing's whole body was covered in the water and mountains, and he looked even more dust-free, calm and evenly dyed by the waves. "I said this because I have something to ask my lady for help. The sixth day of next month is Longyue's first birthday. I have something to do.
Please help me, madam."
I was slightly surprised: "What?"
He took out a pack of clothing materials from the bag and handed them to me one by one, including rose purple satin, water red pattern brocade, green woven bamboo leaf brocade with dark flowers, checkered Shu brocade, bird holding auspicious flower brocade, and Baozhao large flower brocade.
Xuanqing saw that I was puzzled, so he smiled and said: "The sixth day of next month is Longyue's birthday. As her uncle, I have to give some clothes and pantyhose as gifts. Unfortunately, the embroiderer in Prince Qinghe's palace is not good at craftsmanship, so she has to work hard."
The lady has taken action."
He said it politely and naturally. I felt sad and happy at the same time. I could hardly believe it. My hands were trembling slightly with excitement. I asked, "Is it true? Can I make it for Haoyue with my own hands?"
There was a definite meaning in his calm answer, "You are her mother, so naturally the clothes you make are the most personal and most suitable. Ogyue is your daughter, if she can wear the clothes you made by yourself,
Nature is better than anything else.”
I was filled with gratitude and hesitantly said: "But every prince and minister sent so many clothes as gifts, can I wear the long moon I made?"
There was a gentle brilliance in his eyes, and he said with a smile: "Don't worry about this, Concubine Jing and I have already agreed. On Longyue's birthday, you, as a mother, will definitely be able to fulfill your wishes." He took out a small child from his sleeve.
A small piece of paper said: "This is the measurement of Longyue. Two days before Longyue's birthday, I will come and get it in person. I will still wait here for the lady." He said warmly: "I have troubled the lady with everything. When the time comes,
When Qing was sent to the palace, he was just borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha."
I carefully held those pieces of clothing in my arms, as if I was holding my soft and young Hazy Moon, and I was so excited.
Xuan Qing turned around and asked the girl: "Excuse me, what is your name?"
"Anu", the girl turned her head and smiled brightly, "people here call me Anu."
Xuan Qing smiled faintly, took out the broken silver and put it in Anu's hand, "Then, Anu, please send this lady back."
Anu nodded and pushed Penny a little harder. I looked back and saw Xuan Qing's figure standing on the shore, getting further and further away and gradually disappearing.
When I went back, Mo Yan happened to be in my room and said to me quietly: "Why have you been out for so long? Fortunately, Jingbai and the others didn't notice. I've already finished cleaning Jinshen Hall for you." She frowned and said, "Why are you following this guy?
The man has been out for so long?"
I said gratefully: "Thank you." Then I whispered: "He is my daughter's uncle."
Mo Yan said "Oh", then understood and stopped asking. I smiled and said, "I just met your daughter Anu today."
She said "Huh?", slightly embarrassed, but also a little proud, "I'm almost a grown-up girl, and I'm still making a living on the ferry in public, but it's good to be self-reliant."
I laughed: "In two years' time it will be time to talk about my husband's family."
Mo Yan said with a straight face: "My daughter doesn't want to be ruined by marrying a stinky man. She just wants to live a pure life."
I was surprised and said, "That's all you think. Anu is still in her youth, so she may not be willing to do it."
Mo Yan shook his head and said, "My daughter is more aware of this mentality than I am."
I chatted with her for a few words and then we parted ways.