Chapter 110: Incense
This is yesterday's chapter.
96 overtime is relatively late, I don't know why the manuscript on the zĂ i tablet was lost, and I tried my best to find it but couldn't get it back, so I could only rewrite it, so the time was delayed, sad!
Tomorrow's update is also lost......
I'll update it when I'm done after work.
I'm sorry, book friends-
After a few words, Chu Weicong invited Yang Xicheng to the front study, and only Chu Weilin and Yang Xinuo were left in the flower hall.
Yang Xinuo pinched the handkerchief in his hand, pursed his lips, and asked, "No matter what, it was because of me that Brother Ling was injured." I don't know if I can meet the elders in the house and apologize in person. â
Hearing Yang Xinuo's somewhat stiff tone, Chu Weilin knew that she had misunderstood.
Looking directly at Yang Xinuo's dark eyes, Chu Weilin said with a smile: "Sister Yang family, you sisters and brothers come together, and our sisters and brothers greet each other together, this is a matter between juniors, and how can the elders intervene." My grandmother doesn't like to meddle in the friendship of the juniors, and she thinks that the elders are mixed in it to make a fuss and care, but it hurts the friendship between them......
Yang Xinuo's complexion gradually softened.
After talking with Yang Xinuo, Chu Weilin somewhat understood why Princess Chong liked this girl.
It's not just because he still maintains that heart after encountering family changes, and he advances and retreats decently. What's more important is that the pride and bravery of the noble lady in her bones are indelible, even if others trample on them again, they still haven't changed.
Xu didn't read the slightest contempt in Chu Weilin's words, Yang Xinuo's whole person was a lot more relaxed, and even had some thoughts of talking.
"I'm selling purses on East Street today," Yang Xinuo said as he took out a delicate purse from his cuff, "I'm going to be nineteen soon, and this kind of one sells very well." â
Liuyu took it and handed it to Chu Weilin, who held it in the palm of her hand and looked at it carefully, she didn't pay much attention to the materials used in the purse. But the lotus flowers embroidered with stitches and threads on it are lifelike. On the day of September 19, when everyone worships Guanyin Bodhisattva, such a style is indeed very pleasing.
"Sister embroidered? This embroidery is really good. â
Yang Xinuo pursed his lips and smiled: "I only learned my mother's fur." It's all to subsidize the family, the material is scraps from the cloth village, and the thread is given to me by an old embroidery girl next door. I sell it down the street. It's cheaper than what's in the shop. The other street vendors were not as sophisticated as me, and they blamed me for stealing business for a long time. â
Saying this, Chu Weilin understood why Yang Xinuo was embarrassed by others. Everyone wants a way to live, and Yang Xinuo's money-making method will naturally make some people dissatisfied.
However, it is all begging for a living on the streets, and it is very rare for a group of people to do something like this around a girl's house.
"What they don't like the most is my background."
Chu Weilin suddenly realized.
To put it bluntly, there is a phoenix in the chicken coop, but this phoenix that has lived in the chicken coop for several years still cherishes its feathers in the past.
Chu Weilin had never experienced that kind of life, but she thought of the earth-shaking changes of the Zhao family in her previous life, and she could still understand one or two.
Since the day of the accident, the young Yang Xinuo has seen what the world is hot and cold.
My grandmother's health was not as good as before, and my mother fell ill in bed, and she supported the family all these years.
She saw a lot of ridicule from others, and some people didn't shy away from it at all, pointing fingers in front of her, saying that she was saddled with such a crime worse than an ordinary merchant girl, saying that she should accept her fate and bow her head, instead of raising her head and being a man.
Obviously it has fallen into the mud, everyone wants to see this phoenix lose its beautiful phoenix tail, and what kind of noble posture do they have to pose, since they have come out to beg for a living, they should lower their heads and linger, instead of holding their backbones up to wallpaper.
What the world wants to see is never to be able to bend and stretch, but to really give in and accept fate after falling into trouble.
How could Yang Xinuo, who did the opposite, satisfy them.
"I don't care what others think, and I don't know if my life will change in the future, I'm not proud, but I don't want to admit defeat." Yang Xinuo smiled as she spoke, her eyes were crooked like a bright moon, and she didn't know why she said this to Chu Weilin, who she met for the first time, but she suddenly wanted to confide.
When he came with Yang Xicheng, Yang Xinuo thought a lot, and he thought very thoroughly.
They did cause Chu Weicong to be involved, so they had to apologize, but she also wanted the Chu family to know that even if the Yang family fell into such a disaster, it was still not an ordinary ordinary people, and Yang Xicheng could also study with the children of the family.
If the Chu family has a bad attitude, then they will avoid it in the future, if they are not taboo about their origins, and are willing to let Chu Weicong and Yang Xicheng intersect, it would be better.
Yang Xinuo didn't want his younger brother to be alienated by others in the academy, and it was almost impossible for Yang Xicheng to rely on the imperial examination to change the family's life all the way, but the friendship accumulated in the academy might make their future more comfortable.
Such an idea seems a bit utilitarian, but it is indeed forced by life, but it is also an equal fellowship. If she faced Chu Weilin with a low posture of a victim today, and wanted to ask for some mercy, she would definitely not be liked.
At this point, Yang Xinuo really guessed Chu Weilin's psychology, no matter how hard he was in his previous life, he was so pressed that he couldn't raise his head, and Chu Weilin would fight back when he had the opportunity.
"Some words may not be appropriate for me," Chu Weilin lowered her voice and leaned in the direction of Yang Xinuo, "Don't change yourself, otherwise when your father comes back, he will blame himself and be sad." â
Yang Xinuo's eyes widened, and he looked at Chu Weilin in disbelief: "You ......"
Father's business, that is, their Yang family dare not talk about it, even after so many years, even if the grandmother and mother still don't believe that their father will commit treason, they don't dare to say it.
The saint was in a state of anger that year, in fact, think about it carefully. There was no need for the father to commit treason.
It's really what pain I encountered, I want to be a deserter, and with the gold medal for avoiding death, my father can completely save his life. is the suffering after that, and it is also a family together, which is thousands of times better than the lack of a backbone for the family to grieve now.
Anyway, the daughter of a traitor is not a good name like the daughter of a deserter.
Chu Weilin made a silent gesture: "I'm bold enough to say it." â
Yang Xinuo looked at Chu Weilin quietly and didn't speak for a while.
From the bottom of each other's eyes. What she saw was not sympathy. It's not a casual perfunctory remark, but encouragement.
This kind of realization made Yang Xinuo's heart warm suddenly, and she said very seriously: "Sister of the Chu family, I am a person who admits death. I'm not going to change. It doesn't matter if my father is still alive. This is how I live underground. You can guess the current state of the Yang family without me being specific, people like us. You still don't shy away from saying these words, and I thank you from the bottom of my heart. I know you don't want us anything, and the Yang family doesn't have anything for others to draw, but people intersect with each other and say the word 'heart', since you call me a sister, then whatever you want to do, as long as I can help, I will help. If my Yang family has a comeback, I will always remember the courage that your words today brought me. â
Chu Weilin smiled lightly, she just likes such a girl, until she doesn't know how to "be flexible", she dares to bloom at any time.
Early in the morning of September 18, He took Chu Weiai to the long room, and went to Fayu Temple with Huang and Chu Weiying.
Mrs. Zhang is also a believer in Buddhism, but her injured leg still can't be hard, and she can't kneel in front of the Buddha for a long time, so she asked Chu Weilin to chant in the small Buddha hall instead of her.
Chu Weilin did not reject the chanting, got up early in the morning to bathe and change clothes, and knelt in front of the Buddha after using only some vegetarian points, reciting the scriptures in a low voice.
Mother Yu glanced over, and at first she only felt that Chu Weilin had her hands folded and looked good, but when she stood for a while and listened to the long scriptures flowing out of her mouth, her eyelids jumped.
Skilled, calm, without the slightest trace of stumbling, for so long, Yu's mother didn't even understand what Chu Weilin was reciting.
How can a girl who has not yet reached the end of her life chant like this?
Yu's mother retreated, and after hesitating a few times when she faced Mrs. Zhang, she still told what she saw and heard.
When Mrs. Zhang heard this, she slowly frowned and said, "Go and call Baolian." â
Baolian came in a hurry, and when she heard Mrs. Zhang ask about Chu Weilin's daily life, she was stunned for a moment, but when she came back to her senses, she was overjoyed in her heart.
Everyone knows that Mrs. Zhang doesn't like Chu Weilin, she picks and scolds more than praise on weekdays, although she doesn't know why, but suddenly she can care about her girl's daily life, Baolian thinks this is a good thing, so she answered them one by one with a smile.
After listening to this, Mrs. Zhang didn't get the answer she wanted, so she asked again: "Does Verin chant scriptures on weekdays?" â
Pauline was about to shake her head, when suddenly a scene flashed through her mind, and she was stunned.
It was the late summer and early autumn of last year, and it was also in such a season that she went to the Fayu Temple with Chu Weilin.
Chu Weilin knelt in front of the Buddha, the sunlight outside sprinkled into the main hall, stretching her shadow obliquely and long, she just chanted quietly, and the Buddha's voice flowed out from her lips.
At that time, how long did you wait with Hibiscus? Pauline couldn't remember it for a while.
Now that I think about it, why my own girl was able to recite such a long scripture at that time, and she felt more unearthly than the wives she had seen worshipping Buddha at home.
Old Lady Zhang had already tasted some taste from Baolian's hesitation.
Why do young girls chant sutras? Since the Jiang family died. Chu Weilin was afraid that she would be unhappy, so she didn't allow others to mention her practice Buddhism, even the maids around her could hide it.
Between the three words, Mrs. Zhang couldn't tell whether she was happy or unhappy, so she simply waved her hand to let Baolian retreat.
Baolian stood under the porch, with mixed feelings in her heart.
She always thought she knew everything about her girl.
They are milk sisters, and they grew up together, and they are different from the master and maid next to them, Chu Weilin will talk to her about anything since she was a child, and the two of them will find a way together, that is, after the girl broke her head a few years ago, she still trusts her.
Baolian has always had such confidence, but in front of Mrs. Zhang's question, she suddenly became a little flustered. (To be continued......)