A locust tree, about four people tall.

No matter the wind or shine, it stands there.

Few people come to the ancient stream, and I heard that it is unlucky.

But this locust tree is next to the ancient stream.

Although some people are taboo, they can't help but come to make a wish when they think of the legend of this locust tree.

According to legend, this locust tree was planted in the eighth year of Shaoxing when Lin'an was the capital, and now it has a year.

In 1150 of the Southern Song Dynasty, a man was lost in the war.

His lady looked forward to seeing that he was heartfelt, so she went to the tree and cried, wanting to vent, but when she had finished talking, she went back.

A few days later, her husband returned.

Although he was covered in tattered clothes and covered with bruises, he did return safely.

When she met people, she said that because the tree heard the words in her heart, her husband would return.

For this reason, the tree was called the Wishing Sacred Tree by later generations.

Where did Aster take Feng Chuan, Feng Chuan didn't believe it, "Mother, what are we doing here?" Besides, this ...... "She didn't continue, Yuan Enfengchuan didn't believe in any superstitious things, but since she got the vase, she intended to arrange her fate.

Aster has her little thoughts.

Feng Chuan was not born in person after all.

Her daddy is still there.

It has always been her wish to bless her to recognize her ancestors and return to her ancestors to live a better life.

Feng Chuan looked at her mother carefully, whenever her face was red and her ears were hot, her eyes were wandering, she must be thinking about trivial matters, and she didn't want to tell herself about it.

"Eh......" Feng Chuan looked at the side face of a girl.

Quickened his pace and walked over, patting her on the shoulder.

The girl looked back and stared for a moment.

She suddenly recognized Feng Chuan, "It's you!" ”

Aster stepped forward, and Feng Chuan slowly introduced, "This is my mother." Then he hurriedly pointed to the other party and introduced, "This is Miss Yao Yun." ”

Aster looked at the girl in front of her, she had never seen this girl, but the girl smiled and seemed to have seen it somewhere.

Feng Chuan bent the corners of his mouth, "Mother, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Nothing, I'll go over there."

She had prepared a red pocket early.

After that year, people tied red ribbons around the trees.

It is strange to say that this red ribbon is tied to the tree, no matter the wind and rain, they have not fallen, and they have been floating for more than twenty years.

Later people wrote their wishes on a red strip of cloth, stuffed them into a red cloth pocket, and hung them on a tree, saying that they would succeed.

It is impossible to argue whether these wishes have come true, and most of the people who make them do so for psychological comfort.

Yao Yun looked at Feng Chuan happily and asked her if she had also come to make a wish.

"Me?" Feng Chuan naturally shook his head.

Yao Yun said as he walked over.

Counting the aster, there were seven or eight people there.

She walked up to Aster, carefully took out the red cloth bag from her sleeve, regarded it as a treasure, and hung it next to the Aster cloth bag, "Auntie's wish must be for my sister!" ”

Aster didn't nod or shake her head.

If you say your wishes, it won't work.

She smiled slightly and asked, "What about you?" ”

She's beautiful," my aunt guessed. ”

Her face was like a peach blossom, and she was crimson.

Although Aster has not started a family, this young girl is just a little flowery.

"If I don't say it, it won't work if I say it."

The two were chatting, and Feng Chuan was stunned.

"Fengchuan." Aster called her name and waved her hand.

Only then did she come to her senses and see a person.

She held out her index finger, afraid of being found to be rude.

"Look at that girl, she has a handsome face, but she is halfway up the file."

Yao Yun couldn't hold back a smile, "Sister, you are a girl, but you are used to appreciating girls." ”

Feng Chuan didn't allow Yao Yun to make fun of her, she looked at the girl, hung the bag with her own hands, put her hands together and faced the tree, curious, what kind of story did she have?

What does half of her face look like under that golden mask?

The girl suddenly turned her head, and her gaze just met Feng Chuan.

Feng Chuan's eyes dodged, staring at others, she knew that something was wrong.

"Look at your ......" Aster apologized, her face flushed, thinking that she hadn't taught Fengchuan well.

Along the way, Aster couldn't help but chatter, half of this girl's face under the mask was disfigured or unsightly, and it was really rude for Feng Chuan to stare at it just now.

"Mother-I know it's wrong, I won't be so reckless in the future."

Back at the shop, Feng Chuan and Aster were surprised to find that the woman had just sat down in the courtyard, it was winter, she was sitting on the stone steps, and there was a drunken old man Tang on the side.

"You're back, just right, just right, this girl is looking for you." He pointed to Feng Chuan, got up slowly, and shook back to the room in three steps.

I just glanced at her, so she didn't hate me so much and chased me to the shop, right?

Feng Chuan muttered in his heart.

If you think about it, you should be the first to lose.

That's it, that's it.

"I didn't mean to stare at the girl, I just thought that the girl was beautiful, and she had a golden mask, so beautiful, like a goldfinch, falling in the air, so I looked at it a few more times, I'm sorry."

The woman Su Hu didn't remember what had just happened, she entered the room expressionlessly, stepped into the threshold, and asked quietly, "I want to find someone." ”

Such a beautiful girl, her tone was cold. Make Fengchuan uncomfortable.

Looking for someone again?

Last time, he helped Fang Hua find someone, and Feng Chuan was moved for a long time.

I only sigh that there are lovers who are not married.

This time I'm looking for someone again.

She pursed her lips, "Someone you're looking for." ”

Her eyes were still cold, looking at Feng Chuan's face, Feng Chuan was unnatural, her eyes were like two icicles standing in the clouds in the glacier, seeping out a bleak cold.

"I'm looking for a woman, surnamed Tao in her fifties."

Feng Chuan smacked his lips, "It's difficult." She generously threw out a silver ingot.

These are nothing in Feng Chuan's eyes.

"You have silver, I may not be able to find it, do you know what she looks like?" Feng Chuan looked suspicious.

She shook her head, free and lost.

She spread out her baggage, and there was a small cushion inside.

Yellow thick velvet satin with auspicious cloud pattern.

Feng Chuan felt that this mat was very expensive.

If it weren't for the princes and nobles, they wouldn't have been able to afford this mat.

The woman didn't say anything, "This is the mat you used to wear when you were a child?" Feng Chuan spoke.

The woman's cold face suddenly showed a look of disgust, and she endured it and spoke, "Yes." ”

It turned out that she was an abandoned child.

Her mother abandoned her from an early age.

Fortunately, it was picked up by well-wishers.

She has been practicing martial arts since she was a child, not for anything else, just to one day be able to avenge the abandonment of her biological mother.

"After so many years, it must be very difficult to find a mother." Feng Chuan had nothing to do and quipped.

This sentence made her eyes look fierce.

"Of course, I can't wait to find her right away."

Feng Chuan sensed that her mood was wrong, and his eyes were full of hatred.

She admits that she may not be able to find it, after all, there are too few clues.

Does the person who picked her up know who it was?

"Niangniang doesn't know, she's gone."