Chapter Ninety-Four: Ji people have their own heavenly appearance
Cheng Fu
"Ah Fu, it's been so long, why hasn't Miss come back yet? Seeing that the sky is getting dark, you go to the door to see if there is a young lady? Mrs. Cheng anxiously walked around the front hall. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Yes, ma'am, I'll go over and have a look." Ah Fu promised to walk towards the gate.
"Alas, it would be nice if the old man was at home, why hasn't this old man come back after going to the northwest for so long?" Mrs. Cheng said to herself while walking back and forth incessantly.
After a while, Ah Fu came back to report: "Madam, I have seen the front and back on the street, and there is no shadow of Miss at all, you say, do you want to send someone out to find it?" ā
"Of course I have to look for it, I've been out for a day, and I won't come back. This dead girl has been getting more and more playful recently, and I can't clean her up when I see it. Mrs. Cheng twisted the Buddhist beads in her hand and beckoned: "Quick, let all the family members and maids go out to look for it, and if you can't find the young lady, you are not allowed to come back!" ā
Aolai Country Fishing Village
"Grandpa, this sister is awake."
Meng Fanchen opened his eyes and saw a white-bearded old man and a young man. Look around, strange houses, strange furniture, everything is so unfamiliar. He felt like he might be in another world. I don't know if Cui Ying also came along.
The old man looked at him kindly, touched his forehead again, and said, "You just choked on a few mouthfuls of water, and now it's fine." ā
"How many mouthfuls of water? You said it simply, how could I faint after choking on a few mouthfuls of water? Meng Fanchen said disdainfully.
"That's scared of yourself." The old man said with a smile.
"That'...... So, I'm not dead, I'm still alive? This is simply a miracle, he only remembers that he jumped into the abyss in order to save Cui Ying, and he doesn't know what will happen in the future.
"yes. It's your fate, when you jumped down, just in time for my grandfather to go up the mountain to collect medicine and pass by there, so he rescued the two of you. The young man hurriedly said.
"That's right." Meng Fanchen shook his head and found that his head didn't hurt at all. He secretly pinched his thigh again, and oops, he grinned in pain. It seems that he really did not die. He moved his arms and legs again, and found that his arms and legs were all right, no different from usual. "Oh, it looks like I'm not dead, I'm not hurt. What about Cui Ying, how is Cui Ying? Thinking to himself, he searched for Cui Ying's figure in all directions. But after searching the entire room, there was no trace of Cui Ying.
"Cui Ying, where is Cui Ying? Where is she? Meng Fanchen grabbed the old man's collar, his heart was entangled at the moment, he thought, Cui Ying should be fine.
The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Your friend is in the conservatory next door." ā
Cui Ying lay quietly on the bed, covered with a thick brocade quilt, and the beam of light from the skylight hit her body, making her body warm and soft. The sound of even breathing slowly flowed out of the nasal tubes, and the sweet sleeping position was like a sleeping beauty who had been sleeping for a thousand years, just waiting for her prince to lean over and kiss affectionately, and then, she woke up in a deep sleep, and finally entered the palace of marriage with the prince.
"Cui Ying, Cui Ying......" Meng Fanchen whispered in Cui Ying's ear, but Cui Ying didn't react after calling for a long time. She seemed to be asleep in her dreams and refused to wake up.
"Old man, why can't Cui Ying hear me calling her, didn't you say she's fine?" Meng Fanchen was anxious, as if it was the old man who caused Cuiying to become like this.
"With my practice of medicine for so many years, this friend of yours is really fine except for a few more sips of water and a little frightened. Maybe it's tired, and it will be better to sleep for another day. I don't think you should be too anxious, otherwise, you accompany the old man to go outside to play a few games of chess, and when she doesn't wake up tomorrow, we will think of another way. ā
Meng Fanchen frowned, now it seems that he can only listen to the white-bearded old man. However, if Cui Ying doesn't wake up tomorrow, he will definitely settle accounts with the old man. He remembered that Mrs. Cheng must have gone crazy when she saw that the two of them had not returned, so she asked the old man for pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, wrote a letter, and then called someone to send it to Chang'an Cheng's Mansion overnight.
Cheng Fu
Mrs. Cheng didn't close her eyes all night, and the people sent out came back one after another, saying that they had inquired about all the places they could, but there was no information about Miss. Mrs. Cheng thought that if she didn't see Miss come back today, she would go to the palace to find Emperor Taizong and ask him to return my husband and my daughter. She took a picture of the bronze mirror and found that there were a few more strands of gray hair on the sideburns, and her daughter was the meat that fell from her mother's body, and if she lost it slightly, she would be distressed to death, not to mention that now the sauce jar radish is gone, how can a mother not worry, not in a hurry?
"Madam, eat something, if you don't eat or drink like this, your body will not be able to stand it." Ah Fu comforted from the side. He knew that Madame had not closed her eyes all night last night, because the light in Madame's room had been on all night. He is a faithful servant, since he came to Chengfu at the age of seven, he has been running around with the old lady, and now, life has just stabilized, and the young lady is gone.
He watched the young lady grow up, and now that the young lady is gone, he is also very anxious, but seeing that the lady has added a lot of gray hair overnight, he is even more anxious. So, early in the morning, he asked the kitchen to cook bird's nest porridge and brought it himself.
Mrs. Cheng sighed deeply, as if she was talking to Ah Fu, and as if she was talking to herself: "If Cui Ying has three long and two short, I won't live." ā
"Madam, Miss Jiren has her own natural appearance, I think there will be news in a while." Ah Fu knew that he just wanted to comfort Madame, in fact, God knows if Miss will be fine.
"If only it were as you said." Mrs. Cheng got up and looked out the window, outside the window, the apricot yellow roses were blooming brightly, and the clusters of flowers, under the morning light, exuded a light fragrance. Under the eaves, a few swallows are murmuring, they talk about the weather in the south, life in the north, and what happens in this world every day, and their language is only understood by themselves, and the people in the room are currently troubled by human troubles.
There was a heavy knock outside the door, and I don't know who came early in the morning. Mrs. Cheng asked Ah Fu to go over and open the door to see if the young lady had returned.
After a while, Ah Fu came back and said that there was an old man outside who asked for food, and asked his wife to give him some money and rice. Mrs. Cheng has been fasting and worshiping the Buddha since she married into Chengfu, and she is the most bodhisattva-hearted person. Seeing that there are poor people, they will always have some money and rice, so she asked Ah Fu to take a drop of money, and took a few white-flour steamed buns, and went out to give them to the old beggar in person.