After saying goodbye to Fu Ling, Zhou Rushui set off for Wenshan Village.

Along the way, I saw the mist curling in Zhou Rushui's eyes, like an autumn scene that was so thick that it couldn't be dissolved. Su Ying couldn't help but feel distressed, she was half-kneeling, beating her legs for Zhou Rushui, and persuaded in a low voice: "Female monarch, don't be sad, the deceased is gone, and the county lord will always figure it out." ”

Hearing this, Zhou Rushui sighed lightly, and she said very lightly: "Even so, I still feel a pity." “

She was sighing, but Jiong Qi suddenly stopped the carriage, his eyes swept towards the back of the car, and then said in a low voice to the car: "Master, there are a lot fewer informants hiding behind me today. “

"Less?" Hearing this, Zhou Rushui was stunned, and thought of the joint for a moment. However, she hesitated for a while, and just said in a low voice: "It's okay, don't care about them, let's go quickly." “

Jiong Qi was reminding her that the people sent by Xie Ji were not only Mama Yu who had lost her breath, but those dark piles tried their best to follow her and stare at her on weekdays. Today they went out, but there were a lot less. Obviously, those missing dark piles, if they had either left the palace to report to Yedu a long time ago, they had followed Fu Ling.

It stands to reason that since she knew about this, Zhou Rushui should have notified Fu Ling, or blocked those eyeliners for her.

However, she is no longer the innocent and innocent Zhou Rushui who only feels that there is no bad person in the world. Fu Ling's words with her are true, and she really doesn't deal with others very much. But although it is true, it is not all true.

After all, in previous years, there were countless sons-in-law who wanted to win over their aunt, and Fu Ling made such a statement, just because of the deceased eldest brother and the old feud with the Xie family, and because of the enmity with the Xie family, he shared the same hatred with the two brothers and sisters. But in fact, compared to her brother and her, the relationship between Fu Ling and Shu Gongzi is more harmonious, Fu Ling doesn't think about it this time, but because Shu Gongzi's mother happens to be from Pengyang Hu's family, and Hu and Xie's three rooms happen to be good brothers-in-law, so they don't conspire with each other.

However, seeing that now, even if Fu Ling is far away in Ping'an County, he is also very aware of the movements of the harem. In the future, how could someone as shrewd as my aunt and Fu Ling not see through it?

As the old saying goes, there is no feast in the world. It is expected that on the other day, if Fu Ling returns to Yedu, the Xie family falls again in the court, and the strongest bond between them is broken, and the situation will be very different. At that time, if the aunt is still willing to help the elder brother, with the brother's temperament, the aunt will definitely get the least benefits than the son next to Kuang. In this way, will my aunt still change her original intention?

In Zhou Rushui's mind, this answer may not be.

That is so, rather than rushing to divide the camp, full power to help. In contrast, it is necessary to temporarily ask the eldest princess's mansion to fight with the Xie family, and let Fu Ling be trapped in the feudal city, so that they can work together with their brother more and more. Their brothers and sisters can not make new enemies and be stable for the time being.

Thinking like this, Zhou Rushui turned his head slightly and stroked the corner of his forehead. Xindao, when Xie Xulian knew that Fu Ling had left the fiefdom privately, and killed the old man Yu Mama beside her, she would definitely not give up. At that time, it should be the time for her to act at the opportunity and help Fu Ling.

There is a big banyan tree at the head of Wenshan Village, because the sun that has taken root has grown, it is thick and leafy, covering the sky and the sun.

When Liu Fenghan was young, his mother would often take him to the village to sell tea. At that time, the morning market was lined up from the east of the city to the west of the city, and his mother was afraid that he would be damaged by the sun, so she would always move the bamboo basket to buy and sell under the most inconspicuous banyan tree, and would protect him behind him, telling him to hold the bamboo basket and not run around. But he was naughty and clever, and only promised his mother not to run around, but he didn't promise her not to crawl. On one occasion, he was bold enough to climb up the treetops along the branches, taking advantage of the lack of people. At that time, the customers who were waiting to buy tea were all dispersed, and his mother habitually turned back, only to find that he was gone. He hid in the treetops, and was stunned when he saw his mother, but he thought it was funny, and even covered his mouth and snickered. But it wasn't until he saw his mother, who had always been unfazed, that he cried out in a hurry, so he hurriedly poked his head out of the shade of the tree and shouted to her: "Mother, Han'er is here, Han'er hasn't lost it." ”

He still remembered the anxious look of his mother when she raised her face to look at him. Her eyes were slightly red, and she was worried about him. He remembered that she cautiously stretched out her hand to him under the tree, carefully helping him down from the tree. But as soon as he landed, her gentle expression immediately changed, obviously holding him tightly, but she murdered him fiercely for the first time, and beat him fiercely for the first time.

When Zhou Rushui arrived at the entrance of the village, he saw at a glance the gray donkey tied under the old banyan tree that he had seen last time. She raised her eyebrows, and when she took another half step, she saw a dark corner of her clothes hidden in the branches, like flowers.

At that time, most of Liu Fenghan's body was hidden in the tree, he leaned against the tree pole, lazily crossed Erlang's legs, and his slender fingers were pinching a leaf and slowly beating the branch, the sound was soft, as if the wind was blowing leaves.

Xu felt her gaze, Liu Fenghan lowered his face leisurely, his thick eyebrows flying obliquely seemed to be dyed with ink, and the red mole between his eyebrows was even more charming.

Seeing Zhou Rushui under the tree clearly, Liu Fenghan's eyes lit up, he laughed, jumped down from the tree, nodded at Zhou Rushui, turned around and untied the reins and turned over on the donkey. The donkey sounded, and led Zhou Rushui back to the carriage unhurriedly, and the two didn't say a word, so they set off to Huishe County together with a tacit understanding.

On the way, Liu Fenghan's old donkey died on the second day. When he boarded, Liu Fenghan also wiped a handful of men's tears. But the next moment, he personally peeled the old donkey and roasted a donkey meat for dinner.

For this reason, Shu Ying no longer remembers the first time she dropped her jaw because of Liu Fenghan.

The master and servant both disagreed, but they still listened to Liu Fenghan as a matter of course, and the old god was saying: "You sister-in-law just don't understand!

Although he said this, that night, Zhou Rushui and Shuying did not touch the roast donkey meat that was bubbling with the aroma of Zizi. However, Jiong Qi and Liu Fenghan sat together for the first time, and the two brothers shared the donkey meat. On the third day, when I saw them sitting together in front of the car, they were very harmonious, and they were no longer as separated as they had been a few days before.

In this way, it took a total of three days of effort, and when the night was getting darker, they finally entered the boundary of Huishe County safely.

In the dark streets, the carriage was driving on the stone pavement, but suddenly, from not far away, came the whimper of a girl, and the whimper was desperate and heartbroken. Crying and crying, she sang again, the singing was extremely desolate, and she was actually saying: "Send Lang to the small bridge, hold the railing and watch the water." Regret, regret, regret that I should not marry the doorman, go out of the house to do business, three years of two ends of the empty house, what hall to see, what kind of high-rise building, sleep alone in the empty bed every night, I know that today is a thousand hardships, I would rather marry the farmer, busy farming in the field during the day, and go to the flower bed at night. ”

A good sentence, "I'd rather marry a farmer, busy farming in the fields during the day, and going to the flower bed at night." "Could it be that everyone is so jaw-dropping?

This song is so straightforward, listening to it, Zhou Rushui's face turned slightly red, her bright eyes widened, and she opened the curtain to look out, but she really couldn't find where the voice came from.

The streets ahead are winding, deep and narrow. There are gray walls and black tiles on all sides, and the black tiles are densely connected to the top of the wall, which is undulating and undulating, revealing cold silence in silence, and alienation in cold silence, for a while, she somehow remembered Xie Yunzhi.

She was so stunned, Liu Fenghan stared at her crimson little face but smiled faintly, and after a long sigh, she explained in a low voice: "That girl is 'singing and crying'." ”

"Singing and crying?" Hearing this, Zhou Rushui slowly retracted his thoughts and looked at him.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Liu Fenghan nodded, raised his finger and pointed to the archway standing at the head of the stream not far away, frowned, lowered his voice and explained: "We have a saying in Huishe, "Shenan is too ridiculous, thirteen fathers come to fourteen mothers." A husband and wife for three and a half years, a husband and wife for ten years and nine years for a couple. "In Huixi, men are required to go out to trade at the latest at the age of sixteen, so they often marry early. After that, if you leave home, because of the difficult and dangerous road and the difficulty of doing business, you may be able to return to your hometown for several years, maybe more than ten years, or even decades. In this way, it is common sense that a couple will spend 36 or 42 years together after marriage. But in Huixi, the couple's days together are only 36 or 42 months at most. In this way, a husband and wife, three and a half years, is the usual portrayal of the Shangjia family. The woman must have been married, and now she can't bear to stay alone in the empty room, so she can only cry to comfort her lovesickness. Back then, my mother was the same. ”

Hearing this, Zhou Rushui lowered his head. Suddenly, I remembered some things that Gongzi Musheng had told her about Huixi. The Tao is a difficult and dangerous obstacle for people to travel abroad, and they often go out for ten, twenty, or thirty years and do not return, and when they return, their grandsons marry daughters-in-law, and their sons do not know their fathers. There was once a poem that told all of their sorrows, saying: "A healthy woman is a guest at home, and her head is black until her head is white." When the children and grandchildren grew up and didn't know each other, they asked the old man where he came from. ”

In just a few lines, it is extremely sad. The gray walls and white tiles of the deep alley meet the blue sky, and under the moonlight covering the sky and the ground, the woman sent away her newlywed husband who went out to do business.

She must have shed a lot of tears, she must have swallowed a lot of sadness, and she must have sung and cried sadly and sadly in the empty night. Only the song of lovesickness will linger for a long time, and only the pain of regret will be unwilling to be bitter. But even so, her husband did not return, and it seemed as if he would never return.

But one day, when her hair was gray, and her little green hands were covered with wrinkles, she never sang or cried again. In front of the door, an old man suddenly came.

At that time, the children and grandchildren stepped forward and asked the old man suspiciously, whose name was and whose name was the beating? Where did the beating come from? She also stood by the door on crutches, squinting her eyes, and staring carefully at the strange old man. But looking at it, the old man trembled and took out the token of their marriage from his bosom. When she saw the token, she was silent for a long time, but she couldn't shed half a tear. After a long time, he finally nodded with a gloomy expression, and then went back to the room alone with the door.

You're back, but so what?

It's like the silence of a firework, how many stormy nights you haven't come. In this way, there is no point in waiting for you to come again.

This kind of life can be regarded as extremely sad and cruel.

In this way, Zhou Rushui naturally understood the sad situation of the woman who was alone in the empty room. For a while, I no longer felt surprised, but felt sad and pity.

She let out a long sigh, and there was deep incomprehension in her clear and watery voice. She muttered and asked in a low voice, "There is such a precedent, but why hasn't anyone gone to trade with his wife and children?