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On this day, Fei Zhai chewed the last dried radish in the wooden bowl, picked up the clean tablecloth on the table and wiped her mouth carefully: "Nurse, grandpa Yunyou should be returning soon!" ”

In Fei Zhai's memory, the grandfather who saw the dragon and couldn't see the end would return for a period of time in February and March every year to tell her some strange things encountered on the road and teach her the principles of life.

Other than that, there was nothing else.

Although she is full of curiosity about the outside world, and wants to go where she wants to go like her grandfather, or go aimlessly, she knows that this is impossible.

Therefore, she listens quietly every time, and sometimes she feels that it is very magical, but she never yearns for it.

Because her grandfather used to tell her that in today's world, women are lucky and very unlucky.

If you live in a peaceful and prosperous era, you will be limited to a radius of ten miles, and you will not be able to see flowers and plants outside, and you will not be able to hear distant sounds.

Living in troubled times, you will not fight on the battlefield like a man, throw your head and spill your blood, you can be at home at home, you don't hear the war in the world, just wait for the news.

The worst can also protect themselves, and under the name of Zhou Tianzi, the princes of various countries will not blatantly persecute the commoners.

Which is the so-called luck and which is the so-called misfortune can only be determined after experiencing it first-hand.

After a while, Fei Zhai saw that the woman was just silently cleaning up the dishes and did not reply, so she was a little strange: "Nurse, what's wrong with you in the past two days, you always look preoccupied." ”

"Smack!"

The woman came back to her senses, picked up a wooden bowl that fell to the ground, and smiled reluctantly: "Zhai'er thinks too much, the nurse is just a little tired." ”

Fei Zhai got up and walked over, and helped the woman to the bed in the inner room: "Then the nurse will rest a lot, and these housework will be handed over to Zhai Er in the future." ”

The woman stroked her little hand and felt comforted: "Zhai'er has grown up, but can Zhai'er cook?" ”

Fei Zhai thought about it and looked serious: "It's still okay to wash dishes and clean, as for cooking, the nurse just teaches Zhai Er." ”

The woman took her little hand and patted it, and said with a smile, "Okay, what did you ask just now?" ”

Fei Zhai repeated the question just now, the woman heard this, Liu Mei frowned slightly, if he came back from the old man, Zhai Er wanted to go to Wanqiu, it would be a little difficult.

There are some things that others may not know, but after so many years, she still vaguely guessed something.

The woman sorted out her thoughts: "It's almost time, Zhai'er has to hurry up!" ”

After grandpa left last time, he assigned a task, which was to ask Fei Zhai to recite "Three Hundred Poems".

She wrinkled her little nose and looked very cute: "Zhai'er has already memorized it, and there is no reward every time." ”

The woman couldn't help but wonder that she was too tired these days, so she fell asleep in a daze.

Fei Zhai struggled to pick up a quilt, clumsily covered the woman, and tiptoed back to the hall to put away the dishes, put them in the bamboo basket as women had done in the past, twisted and carried them to the pond to wash them, and then returned to the house to continue reading.

To say that the most painful thing in the world is to wait for unknown answers, if you wait until it is determined, it is not so much to look forward to.

Time is like a brilliant firework, illuminating the dark night sky, and the beauty of that moment is just the last struggle, and it is gone in a blink of an eye.

After more than half a month, on this day, Fei Zhai had a rare sleep, and did not get up until the hour, and did not review the morning class after washing, but ate a bowl of rice porridge with some pickles, walked to the bed, took out the white cloth bag from under the pillow, and put it in a small box under the bed.

She is wearing a yellow skirt today, the collar of the skirt is edged with the only remaining silk, each cuff is embroidered with a circle of peach blossoms, but the hem is outlined with lines of flowers, birds, fish and insects.

This is what the woman did specially for this trip to Wanqiu.

After a while, the woman put away the dishes and chopsticks on the table, took out a silk silk embroidered with delicate peach blossoms from the box, and put it on her forehead in great detail, and then straightened her slightly wrinkled yellow dress, and said with a gentle smile: "My Zhai'er is so big in a blink of an eye, look at this appearance, and when it opens in a few years, it will definitely be a great beauty who will captivate the country and the city." ”

Fei Zhai pouted, and said unhappily: "Zhai Er don't want to be a beauty, in ancient times, Daji and Bao Xi, people are beautiful but they are also miserable." ”

The woman was a little surprised: "Listening to Zhai'er, do you sympathize with them?" ”

Fei Zhai thought about it and sighed like a little adult: "They are all poor people, but they were born in the wrong era and fell victim to power. ”

A smile rose at the corner of the woman's mouth: "If those people outside who claim to be knowledgeable hear Zhai Er's words, their expressions will be very rich. ”

Pushing open the door of the house, I saw a burly man in a cloth shirt standing with a sword in the courtyard, and when the two came out, the man bowed and fell to the ground: "Lu Zhuo, meet the son-in-law." ”

Fei Zhai and the woman returned the courtesy, pretending to be angry and said, "Uncle Lu, please get up, I told my uncle earlier, don't do such a big gift." ”

Lu Zhuo bowed again and said, "The last general will not dare, and please don't call the son-in-law so." ”

The woman glanced at her little face full of helplessness, turned around and said with a smile: "If General Lu is so restrained, it will not be good for outsiders to see it." ”

Lu Zhuo heard the meaning of the words, but he was still unmoved, and walked to the side of Concubine Zhai and bowed again: "The son-in-law is offended, the path ahead is not easy to walk, let's let the last general carry you!" ”

Without waiting for Concubine Zhai to answer, he squatted down in her.

Although it is a tactful request, it uses action to show the kind of resoluteness that cannot be refused,

Fei Zhai had never seen such a little overwhelmed, turned her head and glanced at the woman as if asking for help, and after seeing her nod, she clumsily climbed onto the broad back in front of her.

Fei Zhai stretched out her arm to wrap her arms around Lu Zhuo's neck, feeling the solidity and warmth under her body, and a feeling that she had never had before surged into her heart, like a majestic mountain, which made her feel very down-to-earth.

She pressed her little face against her back, listened to the sound of light, heavy footsteps, her eyelids grew heavy, and it was not long before she fell asleep in a daze.

This sleep was very sweet, she seemed to have a distant and beautiful dream, in the dream saw a majestic figure, majestic and domineering, like a king between heaven and earth, between the gestures of the mountains and rivers vibrating, Wuyue surrendered.

The figure carried her through the mountains, rivers, the Yellow River, the vast desert plains, on the top of the Jieshi, watching the sunrise and sunset, the vicissitudes of the sea......

The woman stood outside the hut and watched the carriage at the end of the path disappear, but instead of turning back into the house, she stood quietly, as if waiting for something.

About half an hour later, a young man came on the path, followed by a little girl of four or five years old, and in a short time the two appeared outside the courtyard.

The woman went to the door and bowed, "Where has the wise man wandered this year?" ”

"The land of the north, the country of lonely bamboo." The wise man smiled slightly, and said, "Her name is Wind Chime, let's get something to eat!" ”

The woman nodded yes, and then brought the yellow-skinned wind chimes to the house, filled some leftover breakfast and pickles, and looked at her eating appearance really distressed: "Eat slowly, there are still a lot of them!" ”

After hearing this, Feng Chime was very embarrassed, and nodded with a slightly red face.