In Yanjiang, the He family is one of the best families, cultivating and reading heirlooms for hundreds of years, although there are no children in high positions today, but they have a deep heritage, lush branches, and young children are outstanding, and among these people, if you want to say a leader, nine times out of ten will mention the He family Yulang.

What is puzzling to newcomers is that the He family Yulang is actually a blind man!

As soon as the doubts began, there were immediately gossip voices, scrambling to explain the reason.

"What do you know from an outsider, He Jiayulang is all good at qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, although his eyes are busy, he is a hundred times stronger than those who claim to be talented." A white-faced man said.

"Vulgar, too vulgar!" It was a strong man who spoke, "Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting don't eat and drink, it's useful!" What I admire most about He Jiayulang is that he runs a Mongolian school, which specializes in children from poor families, not only does not take a penny, but also takes care of a meal. A few years ago, a widow lived in the house next door with a son and a daughter, so she sent her seven-year-old son to study, and within three years, the widow also died, and they all said that the remaining two children had suffered a great sin, and guess what? ”

"What's wrong?" The stranger asked subconsciously as if he was obedient.

The strong man was satisfied with the interest of the foreigners, and said with honor: "The ten-year-old boy, not only is he literate, but he also plays quickly with an abacus, and he dropped out of school to manage the accounts of those small shops that could not afford to hire a bookkeeper, and also wrote letters for others, not only did he not starve to death, but even his sister was supported. I was also very surprised, I went to ask the child, he said that Mengxue first taught literacy for a year, only those who learned particularly well continued to study, and the rest were learned according to their interests and specialties, which is still the most common, and there are what to learn to make ink and engrave books, and learn for three or two years, you should drop out of school to do something. ”

In the eyes of ordinary people, the work that is related to reading seems to have some elegance.

"So good?"

"Of course, so when I heard it, I quickly sent the two stinky boys at home."

There was a strong man who knew him and said with a smile: "I said pork Yang, you are not a poor person, beware of the He family Yulang knows and drives your two cubs out of the school." ”

The strong man glared at the man and said, "Phew, I'm a pig killer, isn't I a poor person in front of He Jiayulang?" During the New Year's holidays, I also asked the two boys to send pork to Mr. He, but everyone accepted it with a smile. ”

"This He family Yulang, how can he sound like a fairy, his eyes can't see, and he can still do so many things?"

One of the strangers said unconvinced: "It has a good reputation to run a Mongolian school that only accepts children from poor families, but this bottomless pit is filled by the He family, so what if it is not filled in the future?" ”

This is an allusion to the fact that He Jiayulang used the money in the family to sell his reputation.

"Go, go, go, don't open your mouth and spew feces if you don't know. He also set up a bookstore, and the bookstore is the most popular, and the income of this bookstore alone is enough to support Mengxue, where to use the family's money! ”

Yanjiang's reading atmosphere is heavy, and the bookstore with thriving business can be said to be making money every day, and because it is related to reading, it has no impact on its reputation.

The strangers had nothing to say, and people quickly changed the topic, only some bold young daughters-in-law and little ladies were still sighing: "These people talk about it, but none of them talk about the point, He Jiayulang is the most outstanding, obviously the unparalleled elegance and thoughtfulness and single-mindedness of the lady, if I can be a grandmother of He, not to mention that he is blind, it will make me blind immediately, and I have no regrets in this life." ”

Two women wearing hats quietly left the crowd, went to a teahouse, and as soon as they entered the elegant room, they took off their hats.

The two daughters are both in their early twenties, the younger one is elegant and gentle, and the older one is amazing.

The slightly older man covered his mouth and smiled: "Zhihui, listen, now you are the most envious person of all Yanjiang women." ”

"Sister Qiang, you're making fun of me again."

"I'm not laughing at you, didn't I listen to those little ladies, if you can be a day for you, you have no regrets in this life. You now have both children and daughters, your husband is a fairy-like figure admired by everyone, and you are the only one who guards you, in the eyes of people, it is simply a complete life. ”

Luo Zhihui smiled and said: "How can anyone dare to say that life is complete." ”

At the beginning, the regret in everyone's eyes was just a smile in her heart, but as that person became heavier in her heart and love gradually fell into her bones, the regret became more and more profound.

She doesn't regret anything else, only regrets that he hasn't seen her, and they agreed to renew the Mandarin Alliance in the next life, but what if he can't recognize her?

When the slightly older woman heard this, she also fell silent, and only said after a while: "That's right, who can have no regrets, such as me, I'm afraid I won't have the opportunity to enter Beijing in this life." ”

Those old people who have never forgotten jì, grandmother, perilla, white peony, and green pigeon, I am afraid that we will see each other indefinitely in this life, and Cousin Jun, who brought her a new life, has no chance to put a pillar of fragrance in front of his grave.

It turned out that this slightly older woman had changed back to her original name A Luan, and now her name is Wang Qiang.

Coincidentally, she was originally the daughter of the Wang family in Yanjiang, although the Wang family is not as good as the He family, it is also a big family in Yanjiang, and after coming back, she said that she was raised in the mountains since she was a child, and she came back after raising her body.

The two of them are in Yanjiang, how can they not meet, they have the involvement of the past in the capital, and they have similar temperaments, and they have already become close friends who talk about everything in the past few years.

Ah Luan sighed and smiled again: "But in the past few years, I have not broken the correspondence with my grandmother, no, I just received a letter a few days ago, and my grandmother said that the princess of Chuxia will come back to save her relatives in some time." ”

Ah Luan has outstanding appearance, and because she has suffered without the slightest arrogance, the man she married simply cherishes her like an eyeball, and her days are as sweet as honey, so this emotion is just emotion.

The two drank tea and went home.

Looking at the people in the house, Luo Zhihui was stunned: "Qinghui, why did you come back so early today?" ”

He Lang stood up, although he couldn't see, he walked up to Luo Zhihui like an ordinary person, took her hand, and said with a faint smile: "I will ask someone to temporarily take over the class for a while." ”

"Why?"

He Lang's eyebrows softened more and more: "Isn't it your birthday next month, didn't you say last year, on this year's birthday, I will accompany you out to paint." I thought, we have all walked and painted near the Yanjiang River, and this time we can go to a farther place. Zhihui, do you have any scenery you want to see? ”

Luo Zhihui was silent.

He Lang frowned slightly: "Zhihui? ”

He raised his hand and covered her eyebrows skillfully and gently, a little moved: "Why are you crying?" ”

"It's fine." Luo Zhihui pursed her lips tightly and buried herself in He Lang's arms.

Such a husband is lucky in this life, she is too greedy, and this regret is known to him, which will make him sad.

Luo Zhihui hugged He Lang and showed a bright smile: "I'm just so happy, I feel that I am the luckiest woman." ”

He Lang raised his hand and stroked her lips: "Silly girl, I am the lucky one." ”

A month later, the two stood on the bank of the Menghua River, hundreds of miles away from the Yanjiang River, looking happy.

"Qinghui, do you hear the sound of the river flowing?"

He Lang smiled: "I heard it, I also heard the sound of cherry blossoms drifting with the waves, and smelled its aroma." ”

On both sides of the Menghua River is a piece of hundred-year-old cherry trees, the branches and leaves are luxuriant, lush, every February and March, the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, and they all fall into the Menghua River, the clear Menghua River water on weekdays is dyed pink, it becomes a beautiful flower river, and it is as beautiful as a dream.

Luo Zhihui was worried that there were too many people during the day, so he collided with He Lang, so he waited until night to come, but found that compared to the daytime, the Menghuajiang under the stars and moon was more beautiful.

Not far from the two, there were several guards and maids, looking at this fairy couple, they all felt pleasing to the eye.

Suddenly, a loud mountain song sounded, the tone was weird, and the lyrics were even stranger.

He Lang, who had always been light and breezy, suddenly changed his face, holding Luo Zhihui's hand, and his tone couldn't hide his excitement: "Zhihui, let's see who is singing!" ”

Luo Zhihui had never seen He Lang lose his temper like this, he was stunned, and when he heard the reputation, he saw a flat boat in the distance down the river, and there was a man sitting in the bow of the boat, his face was indistinguishable in the hazy moonlight, and as the song got closer, he waved to the people on the riverside at will, and soon went away.

"It's a man, I can't see the age of my face."

"Yes...... It's Master! He Lang was so excited that he couldn't help but step forward.

Frightened, Luo Zhihui hurriedly grabbed him: "Qinghui, there is Jiang in front!" ”

"He Er, go after it!"

He Er looked at Luo Zhihui.

Luo Zhihui sighed: "Qinghui, the boat is far away, we are on the shore, and we can't catch up." ”

He Lang was stunned, and after a long time, he regained his usual expression, and said lightly: "It's me who is persistent, Master said when he left, you don't have to care about the fate of gathering and dispersing." Knowing that he was good was already a bonus. ”

"Qinghui, I haven't heard you mention Master before."

He Lang's unfocused gaze turned to Jiang Xin: "I was blind at the age of eight, and after two years of self-abandonment, I met Master. He said that he can play chess with several people with his eyes closed, I can't see, other perceptions will be more outstanding, why should I live like a waste, can't try to be better than him. At that time, I realized that although I was blind, I could have done better. He stayed and was my master for three years, teaching me piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, which was not profound, but taught me how to learn as a blind man, which is what I am today. Listening to the voice, the master was still very young at that time, although after so many years, there have been some changes, but I will never forget it for the rest of my life, the person just now must be the master, and I don't know where he is going again. ”

With this episode, the two had no intention of staying for a long time, returned to the resting place, and after freshening up, only the couple were left in the room, and He Lang took out the birthday gift.

Seeing that it was a painting scroll, Luo Zhihui was a little curious, slowly unfolded, and couldn't help exclaiming.

The painting shows a woman, sitting casually, holding her cheek with one hand and a paintbrush in the other.

"Qinghui?"

"Silly girl, I have touched every part of your eyebrows, your lips, your nose, and although my eyes cannot see, my heart has seen it. So don't worry, I'll always recognize you at any time. ”

Luo Zhiya covered her mouth, tears fell, and the regret in her heart was gone, but with these tears, there was no trace in the end. R1152