"It seems to make some sense, but I'm not a master of red studies, I don't know if your point of view is right, but I admire your insight, I have also read "Dream of Red Mansions" a few times, and I can only remember the main names and storylines until now, as for understanding, it is not as profound as you. Li Shaohui looked at the beauty in front of him, and couldn't believe that other people's understanding of a week could reach such a level.

"It's over, and I'm just idle and bored, researching and playing. Although Lin Yue'er said very modestly, the smile on her face showed that her compliment to Li Shaohui was still very useful.

"Which character or plot do you like the most?"

"Characters, Lin Daiyu, Xue Baochai, Shi Xiangyun, and Tanchun should be the favorite in parallel, there is no priority, as for the storyline, it must be the section of 'Daiyu Burning Manuscripts', although this is Gao E's continuation of the book, it may not be true, and there are some pretentiousness, but it is really touching, so I still..." Lin Yue'er said this, and suddenly thought that yesterday's embarrassment was seen by Li Shaohui, and couldn't help but have a fever on her face again, and her face flushed.

Li Shaohui looked funny, but he didn't break it, and said: "My favorite scene is 'Daiyu Funeral Flower', 'Baochai Fluttering Saucer' and 'Xiangyun Drunk Lying', I still like Xiangyun or Tanchun for the characters, because she not only has the delicate and feminine posture of your girls, but also the arrogance and straightforwardness of men, which is a very perfect personality."

As for Xue Baochai and Lin Daiyu, I always feel that one is too scheming and ruthless, and the other is too bitter and sentimental, so I don't like it very much..."

When Lin Yue'er heard Li Shaohui's evaluation of Xue Lin and the others, her face was full of surprise, and she couldn't help but interrupt his conversation, "This is your evaluation of the two heroines?"

Li Shaohui was quite uncomfortable being stared at by Lin Yue'er, his old face turned red, and he said, "Is there anything wrong?"

"Of course not. Lin Yue'er categorically denied Li Shaohui's point of view, and then said: "It's true that Xue Baochai has scheming, but she can't be said to be vicious, because she is also a poor person, and she has never harmed anyone."

Although Lin Daiyu is very sensitive and speaks straighter, it is because her attitude towards Baoyu is unclear, when the two of them know each other's hearts, don't you find that she has never been mean again? At that time, she was sincere to everyone, even Xue Baochai. ”

"Really?" Li Shaohui smiled awkwardly, so he had to smile with an old face: "I seem to feel this too, but I don't have the understanding like you, so I don't have such a deep understanding as you." ”

Lin Yue'er smiled faintly and said: "Don't praise me anymore, I also read some books of interpretation and my own thinking to have my current understanding, in fact, every young woman in the book, the author is full of love to praise, there may be shortcomings and deficiencies in them, but the flaws are not hidden, so that there can be a vivid real character."

Besides, they are all 'a thousand red and one cry', 'ten thousand Yan and one sorrow', so in their young lives, they are by no means a villain, of course, if they reach middle age, they may also become Mrs. Wang, Aunt Zhao and the like, but they are young and thin, and with the decline of Jiafu, they will all wither one by one, and they will die of incense and jade, rather than falling into the mud. ”

Li Shaohui nodded, expressing his very agreement, and after a while, he suddenly smiled: "If you were asked to be one of the heroines, who would you choose?"

"Well..."Lin Yue'er looked at Li Shaohui's ill-intentioned smile and said: "You men, don't you all want your wives to be both poetic and virtuous, just like in the novel, the author also put the judgments of Xue Lin and the two together to express a fantasy of the unity of hairpins and dais, so I must be a new woman who combines the two of them." ”

After that, Li Shaohui and Lin Yue'er chatted for a long time and learned a lot of new knowledge, for example, Qingwen's death was by no means a secret of attacking people, because the word "virtuous" expressed the author's love for the character of "attacking people", how could he bear to hurt her! For example, when Lin Daiyu died, she should not be sad and resentful, because she was the reincarnation of the Zhuzhu Fairy Grass, and she came to repay the favor, and she should have died with a grateful mood.

Later, Lin Yueer also told Li Shaohui that any literary work is the embodiment of truth, goodness and beauty, and it is all for the purpose of promoting beautiful things, rather than making people resentful and full of malice towards the world society in the story of joys and sorrows...

After returning to the room, Li Shaohui silently recited the words "truth, goodness and beauty" and "redemption", and thought of the promise that he had broken up and had no contact, and hated abnormality in his heart, should he really forgive her?

After that, Li Shaohui left Shanghai on a business trip due to the project, and Lin Yueer also indulged in "Dream of Red Mansions" for a few days, wiped away her tears again, put away her sentimental feelings and devoted herself to busy work, and took the silver-white suitcase to leave her footprints and lonely back in the thousands of rivers and mountains of the motherland.

Up to now, Li Shaohui doesn't know where Lin Yue'er comes from, where she will go in the end, and he doesn't know her family history, relatives and friends, let alone the bits and pieces of her past years.

Li Shaohui only knows that she is a girl who loves to blush, and she has a faint innocence and coquettishness, of course, she is also a smart and tender girl, because who in this world can really read "Dream of Red Mansions", who does not have a melancholy dream in their hearts?

Li Shaohui, who is extremely bored, sometimes can't help but reverie that he and this beautiful and gentle woman were two strangers who didn't know each other, but because of this old house, they had a brief encounter and met suddenly.

In this lonely and lonely bustling city, she and she both gave each other a touch of comfort and care, so that each other's hearts had a little light in the dark nothingness, although the light was faint and faint, looming, but it was an unquenchable flame that would never be extinguished.

After a brief encounter between myself and her, it is a longer separation. When we are separated, we don't have to say goodbye, we don't have to be sad, we don't know where each other is going, what are we going to do?

But after leaving for a long time, I will unconsciously think of the strange girl, and I will wait for her in that dilapidated and warm room? I wonder if her mood is like this? I think it is the same, because the clean house and the message of concern are not a manifestation of love?

When I meet her again, after smiling lightly, you can talk about the interesting things around you, or you can laugh and play, there is no baggage, no responsibilities and obligations, and there are no so-called rules and regulations, some are just soft and sweet affection, germinating and fermenting...

I don't know how many days later, Li Shaohui received a call from his mother, and the mother on the other end of the phone couldn't cry, "Hui'er, your grandmother passed away, and she left at 12 o'clock last night..."

"Ahh

Li Shaohui hurriedly picked up the mobile phone, listened to his mother's intermittent crying, felt that his face was slightly moist, he touched it with his hand, it was tears, I don't know when, the tears have flowed wantonly on his face;

Li Shaohui asked for leave that day and ran home overnight, and the childhood past and his grandmother's voice and smile hit him layer by layer like a rising tide.

When Li Shaohui returned to the countryside, it was the third day of his grandmother's death, and all the matters had been arranged at this time, as long as they were executed as planned, and filial relatives and friends also came to mourn and mourn, as for those unfilial descendants who disregarded etiquette, they naturally hid in the shadows with hatred in their hearts, scolding in their mouths, like a group of unsightly rats hiding in the hole and squeaking and screaming.

After Li Shaohui and relatives and friends greeted one by one, he began to participate in the "burial" ceremony with his mother full of grief, when a series of tedious preparations were completed under the guidance of Mr. Feng Shui, the crowd erupted in heart-rending cries, and the grandmother's thin body was slowly carried into the coffin in the grief of the children, and then many relatives rushed forward to watch and mourn.

Looking at the moment when his grandmother's kind face disappeared under the lid of the coffin, Li Shaohui was stunned and wept, he didn't expect that the scene where his grandmother gave him money before leaving after the year turned out to be a farewell for his grandparents and grandchildren, Li Shaohui touched the few renminbi that were still in his wallet, and his heart was sad, but he didn't expect the dearest and most respected grandma to leave this world without saying goodbye.

At the moment when the coffin lid was closed, Grandma, a legendary figure who spanned a century, also left the hustle and bustle of the world forever with her glory and regret, and since then she has been hidden deep underground with the soil, living in the glorious record of genealogy and living in the memory of future generations.

And after a few years, the family tree is old and yellow, and the children and grandchildren are growing up, how many can remember this charitable old man?

Li Shaohui suddenly felt a deep loneliness of impermanence in life, and after decades of life, no matter whether he was rich or poor, no matter how he was downcast, he was a piece of loess after all. When we are young, we always think that the world is our own, with the blue sky above our heads and the earth under our feet, thinking that we can go up to the sky and catch turtles in the ocean by our own efforts.

But it wasn't until many years later that we realized that nothing in this world was our own, that most of us didn't exist in this world, that we would die and disappear, and that those who remembered us would also die and pass away, and that the long years would eventually wipe out all the traces of our existence, as if we hadn't been there.