"Didn't you go to play with your friends? Ou Yuntu was still intently wiping the camera.

"Well, it was originally like this, and then An Xiaomo picked me up and went to the hospital. Hongdou continued, "Dad, do you know, Aunt Tong is really pitiful, why did it happen in a car accident?"

Hongdou didn't know the specific situation of her marriage to An Xiaomo. She only knew that her father told her that An Xiaomo was going to marry her, and she was overjoyed at that time.

But after thinking about it carefully, she didn't figure out why An Xiaomo suddenly changed her mind.

"You, you just think too much," Ou Yuntu went to the hospital to see An Yutong, and knew that the day An Yutong had a car accident was the same day that he went to Qin Leng to talk about the marriage of Hongdou and An Xiaomo.

"I didn't think too much about it. Hongdou leaned against Ou Yuntu, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Ou Yuntu asked Qin Leng if An Yutong's car accident was because of An Xiaomo and Hongdou's marriage. Although Qin Leng didn't say it, Ou Yuntu guessed it, and this was the case.

Ou Yuntu was also guilty in his heart, guilty for An Yutong, his best buddy's wife was hit by a car for her daughter.

"Hongdou, after passing the door, you must honor Aunt Tong and your Uncle Qin Leng, you know?" Ou Yuntu turned his head to look at his daughter,

"You don't need to say it, of course I will. I also asked An Xiaomo to go to the temple to ask Aunt Tong for a sign tomorrow, and I will also help my father ask for one at that time. Red Bean said his plan for tomorrow, "But Dad, why did you suddenly tell me this?"

Hongdou sat up straight, looked at Ou Yuntu and said seriously, she felt as if her father was hiding something from her.

"It's not easy for your Aunt Tong, and she is so good to you, you said that you shouldn't honor her well. Oyuntu replied alertly, without revealing any flaws.

"Uh-huh, you're right," Hongdou thought carefully about what his father said. She didn't even have a reason to refute it.

"Okay, let's go to bed early, don't you have to go to the temple tomorrow to ask for a sign?"

"Uh-huh, yes, well, good night Dad, I'll go to bed first. Red Bean happily jumped back to his bedroom, washed and went to sleep.

Ou Yuntu was alone in the living room, drinking glass after glass.

An Xiaomo and Hongdou got up early the next morning and finished cleaning up and went to the temple in the suburbs.

The temple is located on the very edge of the imperial capital, on the rolling mountains that meet the provinces.

The mountain road winds and turns upwards to the top of the mountain, where the temple is located.

Although it is already autumn, it is surrounded by mountains and evergreen trees everywhere, which is very pleasing to the eyes, beautiful and comfortable.

"The air here is so good, so comfortable. "Red beans walk ahead, and there are patches of forests on both sides of the road, a piece of greenery, so the pleasure of close contact with nature is not something that can be experienced in an urban park.

"Well, that's true, it's a nice environment. "In a beautiful environment, people's mood naturally improves. An Xiaomo walked briskly, admiring the beautiful scenery in the mountains.

"Wow, look, there's a maple forest there, with red leaves, so dazzling. "Going up the mountain road, the road turned back to the peak, and in front of me was a flat big rock, and when I opened it up, I saw that piece of fiery red.

"yes, it's beautiful. Even if An Xiaomo's cold heart quietly disappeared in front of such a beautiful scenery as nature, the warmth in his heart was revealed and expressed on his face.

Hongdou turned his head to look at An Xiaomo, the smile on his face was so dazzling, the corners of his mouth were slightly smiling, very captivating, and suddenly Hongdou felt that everything around him was beginning to fade, as if the world of Hongdou was only An Xiaomo in front of him.

Only An Xiaomo is alone.

That's what a woman pursues all her life, a perfect marriage.

Hongdou looked at An Xiaomo infatuatedly, "I really wish that time could be frozen at this moment, and it will never change." "Red Bean just looked at it for a long time.

Hongdou looked at An Xiaomo, An Xiaomo looked at the maple forest, Hongdou thought about An Xiaomo, but she didn't know that what An Xiaomo was thinking about at the moment would be another woman.

"Such a beautiful scenery, I really want to take you to see it. An Xiaomo thought of Liu Chengcheng, and the warm smiling face melted into the maple forest, fading away.

"Let's go, there's still a long way to go. An Xiaomo turned his head and happened to meet Hongdou's sight.

They looked at each other and smiled, and the sun was quiet.

Both of them had seen enough, and they moved on to the goal again.

It's noon, but it's still a long way from the temple.

"Come, drink some water," An Xiaomo handed water to Hongdou to drink, Hongdou and An Xiaomo didn't bring anything, even the water and biscuits were at the bottom of the mountain, the merchant said that the road was still very long, and the two of them bought some.

"Oh, it's so far away. "Azuki likes this kind of hiking, especially in such a picturesque place with beautiful natural scenery, but there don't seem to be many people who come to the temple, and I haven't seen a single figure after walking for so long.

"It should be there soon, holding on. Do you want to take a break before leaving? An Xiaomo made a suggestion.

"Well, okay, let's rest for a while. Hongdou has always walked in front, An Xiaomo followed behind Hongdou, and Hongdou stopped and sat on the stone on the side of the road.

An Xiaomo also sat down and took out the biscuit box in his backpack.

"Do you think there are still people who come to this temple to ask for a sign like us?" Hongdou ate a biscuit, looked at the corner of the eaves in the distance and said, it is the eaves of the temple.

"I don't know, there shouldn't be anyone, I haven't seen anyone else along the way. An Xiaomo also ate biscuits, took a sip of water and said. The red bean nodded in acknowledgement as he ate.

"Why do you want to come to this temple?" An Xiaomo knew that there was a temple closer to the city, and there were more people worshipping Buddha there than here, so it didn't take so much time, let alone consume so much volume.

"The temple here is authentic, and that's where I want to be. Hongdou didn't feel tired at all, she enjoyed it very much.

"Why?"

"Because we have to worship the Buddha religiously, so we need to pull mountains and wade through rivers, this temple has a long history, and the thickness of the history it has precipitated is incomparable to other temples. ”

Red Bean's eyes looked at it from afar, as if the temple was in front of him, and Red Bean had experienced all the time of the temple, becoming calm, like a storyteller who could tell a story.

"Oh, I see. An Xiaomo looked at the red bean's gaze, so far and deep. "I didn't expect you to know quite a lot. ”

"I still know more," Hongdou retracted her gaze, she has always been everyone's pistachio, and she looks naturally optimistic all day long, the role of such a heavy storyteller is revealed for the first time in front of people, although Hongdou does not recommend that person to be called at all, An Xiaomo.

"There is also a beautiful story in this temple that a long, long time ago, probably sometime in ancient times, a boy escaped with a nine-month-old baby, escaped from the blades of a gang of bandits, and passed by. ”

"Eighteen years later, my brother has grown up, and my sister is also slim and beautiful. The younger sister met the younger brother of the bandit leader on a grassland, and was snatched back to the bandits' stockade and forced to become married. ”

"The man was very nice to his sister, very good, and he would use the paint made of the azaleas when the azaleas were in bloom and dye them on the hand-folded paper flowers, so that she could see the beautiful azaleas every day in the season when there were no azaleas.

But my sister was still unmoved. ”

"And then?" An Xiaomo listened to the story of the red bean and was fascinated.

Until one day, the man felt that all his efforts could not be exchanged for a smile from his sister, even a smile. So he became a monk, and it was in this temple that he chose to let go and let his sister go down the mountain. Red Bean smiled lightly and continued.

"What about my sister, did she really go down the mountain?" An Xiaomo looked at Hongdou with a sad expression, and was also deeply attracted by this story.

"My sister lived in the old house next to the temple, and every day she brought him tea, water, and food, three meals a day, spring, summer, autumn and winter. ”

Red Bean paused, for she already knew the ending of the story, so she was calm, although she couldn't help but be sad every time she thought about it.

"And then?"

At the end of the story, the man who loved his sister so much killed her, and he continued to eat and pray in this temple. As if experiencing a joys and sorrows, Hongdou finished telling a story, and he was already in tears.

"Is it because that person is the bandit who killed my sister's family? She is here to seek revenge?" An Xiaomo didn't find out the truth until the end.

"How many things can we decide by ourselves?" An Xiaomo said softly, just like him, in the face of red beans and his parents, he had no way to refuse, refuse this marriage.

"Does that sister love this person?" An Xiaomo lowered his head and asked Hongdou, asking himself again.

"My sister committed suicide to save him. After Hongdou said this, he tilted his head, but he couldn't hold back his tears.

Then in the next life, that person was still a monk here, eating fasting and reciting Buddha every day, and one day a guest came to the temple, and he asked her if she wanted to go upstairs to have a look? ”

The monk walked up the stairs with the benefactor and told her, "You never come upstairs."

The donor smiled and felt a little strange, but when she went upstairs, she saw a picture of it, and the further she went, the darker the light became, but the donor still saw the painting.

It is the portrait of the day she got married in her previous life, a wonderful beauty wearing a cannon in red, such a festive day. ”

"After the next life, they met again. Hongdou wiped the tears from his face and smiled, feeling relaxed.