On the night of leaving, Yu Niang and Li Heshan Mandarin Ducks had a neck-to-neck, and they were very affectionate when they didn't see each other for half a month. Li Heshan stroked her black hair and said, "Yu Niang, I will leave for a short period of time for a month, and for half a year." I don't have to worry about this family, the only thing I can't worry about is you." When Yu Niang heard this, she was talking about her concerns, and her eyes turned red. "You are a nameless, powerless, powerless, and powerless person, I am here on weekdays, maybe you still have to live. I'm afraid that after I leave, my father will hold what your plans are, and then I can't do it, and I can't save you", Li Heshan picked up her gloomy face and said: "I have an idea, you listen: instead of my father sending you, it is better for me to find you a place, stay in the outer courtyard first, let him be out of sight and out of mind, and then I will come back with fame, and you must not be able to stop him." ”

When Yu Niang heard this, there was no other way, so she asked: "That's fine, but I don't know where the outer courtyard is?" ”

Li Heshan touched her cheek and replied: "My personal servant is honest and honest, and he has always been loyal. Go to him first, and let him open a room for you next door, and take care of him in everything, and he will not dare to slow you down. At the end, he kissed her forehead and said, "Be good, wait for me to take you home", Yu Niang heard this, she was reluctant and worried, and she couldn't stop two strings of tears.

"Take you home" - this is true at the moment, but half a year later, the lover returned home, but Yu Niang failed to "go home", and never waited for this day. She couldn't get her wish for decades for this day, but her daughter accidentally bumped into it, but it opened a nightmare that was worse than death.

Li Heshan walked for half a year.

In the past six months, he asked Uncle Feng to send two letters to his family, and he also brought two wild goose letters to Yu Niang, which was an understatement, but it was enough to comfort the lovesickness and make Yu Niang shed a lot of tears.

Twenty years ago, Uncle Feng fell in love with Yu Niang when he was delivering a letter.

At that time, when I saw it for the first time in the Qinglou, standing beside the young master and looking at Yu Niang, I also felt that my eyebrows and eyes were gentle, like a spring water that I couldn't drown in. Entering the Li Mansion, seeing this flower withering day by day, he didn't sigh that this deep mansion compound could not accommodate her, but now he saw that she was stupid, stupid, emaciated and haggard, and occasionally a little light in his eyes was for the young master, he couldn't help but feel pity.

When he was young, Uncle Feng couldn't understand why he expected the young master to write more and more letters, more and more to Pegasus's journey to deliver the message, and more and more to see Yu Niang's happy face - he thought that this qiē was just pity, and he pitied a lonely, loyal and infatuated woman, until he went home for the last time to report the news, but this time there was no news to Yu Niang.

In fact, the young master rarely mentions Yu Niang, and rarely thinks of her. Uncle Feng saw how resolute and resolute the young master was for her, he thought that Li Heshan was a long-term lover, and he also thought that Yu Niang would naturally get a good result. But who knew that the young master lingered in a lot of fireworks along the way, coupled with his title on the gold list, he was praised by Taifu, married a daughter and got married, he was proud, beautiful like a flower, full of glory, where can he take care of the jade lady who is hiding in the corner and waiting for him to "take you home"?

This time, Uncle Feng found that he was not happy, and when he reported the news, he was not happy when he looked at the old lady's stacked "ancestor blessing", and he was not happy when he received many rewards, and he was not happy when he saw Yu Niang, and he was not happy when he saw Yu Niang. Facing Yu Niang's earnest little face, he lied and said, "The young master has a message that he told the girl to take care of herself, and he will come back in a few days." Yu Niang listened, and hurriedly looked carefully in the mirror. Uncle Feng felt sad in his heart.

Soon, Li Heshan came back, and Uncle Feng followed behind him, staring only at Yu Niang with a pair of eyes: she was standing outside the crowd, her face was getting thinner and thinner with a lotus lotus skirt, and a pair of horizontal wave eyes were staring at her lover, her cheeks were flushed, and the corners of her mouth were smiling. Until Li Heshan turned around, revealing the daughter of the Taifu in his arms, the low head and shallow smile almost blinded her eyes, the gentle pampering on Li Heshan's face was the same as treating herself half a year ago, and the sometimes whispered whispers poked her heart thousands of times!

Here's another one!

After half a year of hard work, didn't you say take me home? How did you bring her back?

Uncle Feng looked at Yu Niang's face stiffened, his eyes were sad, and he stood in the wind and cried so much that his liver and intestines were broken, he felt that he was also uncomfortable, and he was so tormented that he only wanted to punch himself twice, and Yu Niang wanted to break his heart.

Yu Niang guessed correctly: Li Heshan didn't think of herself at all.

After he came back, he went to visit and socialize everywhere, and when he returned to the house, there were four butterflies around him to show his style, dancing, and his daughter was also coquettish, his parents were pleased, his wife and daughter were lovely, the family was complete, the inner courtyard was brightly lit, laughter and laughter, and the jade lady in the outer courtyard was blind with black lights and couldn't sleep all night.

A month has passed.

Two months have passed.

Half a year has passed.

Li Heshan has never looked for himself, just like those wild goose books were not written by him, those love words were not written by him, the extreme tenderness in the red silk tent was not given by him, love at first sight in Ningcui Building, the determination to redeem himself, and the Li Mansion tried his best to do it was not done by him!

Yu Niang didn't understand: how much she loved each other at the beginning, and after a year and a half, she somehow changed her mind? Uncle Feng couldn't help but complain about the young master's lack of affection, but so what? Yu Niang's identity of not being embarrassed or embarrassed couldn't stay in the Li Mansion at all, but she didn't give up, and firmly believed that as long as she stayed in the mansion, she would have a chance, so she married the little guy who had been obedient and took care of her for a year, and the little guy really loved her very much, and later she also soared through her.

The young master was discouraged, and Yu Niang got married. Uncle Feng was thinking about her and couldn't let her go anymore. He has never loved anyone, and he never knew that he was so powerless and helpless the first time he loved someone. His heart was full of Yu Niang, and he could no longer hold anything, so he would simply be alone from now on and never marry.

In fact, he may not be in love with her, but more likely in love with her desperate and stubborn love: Yu Niang is like a moth, throwing herself into the fire without hesitation, and she is willing to be scarred no matter how much she is scarred. She is radiant, such an independent support, crumbling love, is so beautiful that people are intoxicated.

She rejoiced, he rejoiced, she was sad, he was sad, she was heartbroken, he was even more heartbroken. More than 20 years ago, when he was young and ignorant, Uncle Feng felt all the feelings about love because of her—these were all given to him by her. He understood love because of Yu Niang, tasted the unforgettable taste, and fell in love with her because of this love, but she chose a sloppy ending for herself.

But he has been mixed with the Li family all his life, and he can't withdraw, so Uncle Feng pressed this gloomy ** in his heart even more, chewing it alone, and letting it not see the light of day. Compared with the determination of the Jade Niang moth to fight the fire, Uncle Feng is even more quietly majestic.