Chapter 8: Ang Lee
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Li Ting straightened his posture, picked up the medical book "The Yellow Emperor's Neijing", and read it in a frustrated manner. He wanted to reassure Yan's mother, Yan's mother got up before dawn as usual, and he would fall into Yan's mother's eyes if he studied medicine so hard.
Last night, Li Ting tossed and turned, always remembering that when Li Ting was a baby, Yan's mother fed him milk. Little Li Ting, who was crying with hunger, smiled happily in Yan's mother's arms, which was a great kindness forgotten by the original Li Ting.
Li Ting doesn't think that Yan's mother is a nurse and a subordinate, and this kindness is taken for granted. For the first time after he came to Daming, he found that there was suddenly something called responsibility on his shoulders.
Li Ting put down the book and looked out the window, the herbs in the medicine field had not fallen after the baptism of wind and rain last night, but the color of the leaves became more and more green and oily.
Seeing that the weather is gradually getting warmer, the flowers planted in the large and small courtyards of the Li Mansion are also blooming one after another, and it is a sultry scene of spring.
The sun had just risen, and Li Xi'er came to play with him again. I think I like Li Ting's "Daughter of the Sea" yesterday too much, and as soon as I came, I pestered him to talk about "The Daughter of the Sea" again.
Li Ting laughed and laughed, but he didn't know that his sister was so clingy, and just pulled his sister's little short hand off his thigh, and his sister arched to him like a coquette, in the end he was still a child. It is also a child, so there is no taboo between men and women.
Yuzhu and Xuemei followed behind Li Xi'er, but it was rare to see the young lady pestering people like this.
Xuemei was holding a food box with pastries in her hand. Yuzhu held the folded Hangzhou silk shirt in his hand, raised his eyes to see Li Ting and Miss playing, and said happily when he found the opportunity: "Second Young Master, this is the new clothes that Madame made for you." ”
Li Tingcai noticed this new dress, although he didn't quite understand Lin's thoughts, but he didn't refuse Lin's kindness, this was the first new dress this year, and accepted it with a smile.
Li Xi'er was very happy to see it: "Second brother, the new clothes made by my mother are beautiful, you must look good in them." ”
Li Ting smiled, took his sister's hand and walked outside the house.
I heard that the begonia flowers in Xiyuan are in full bloom, the color is dark and light, and the breeze is blowing, which is extraordinarily beautiful. Li Ting said that he was going to see the begonia flowers, but he didn't think that his sister was unwilling, he just wanted to listen to the story and look at him with a blank eye.
Li Ting looked at Li Xi'er's pitiful appearance, couldn't help laughing, thought about it and said, "Okay, but today I won't talk about the daughter of the sea, I'll tell the new story "The Little Match Girl". So saying, he took her by the hand and went to the big tree in the courtyard. It became a dedicated place for storytelling.
He told these stories with selfish motives.
"Daughter of the Sea" hopes that her sister's concept of love will change from dogma to human nature, and "The Little Match Girl" hopes that her sister can be kind, and she does not have the luxury of expecting her sister to remember these stories when she grows up, as long as a seed is planted in her heart.
Li Xi'er raised her head and stared at him with a light in her eyes.
Yuzhu and Xuemei opened the food box, took out lotus seed lotus root cake and osmanthus cake and put them on the stone, and made all preparations to listen to the story. also pursed his lips and looked at Li Ting expectantly. Compared with Li Xi'er, who is still young, the two girls can understand Li Ting's story better.
Li Ting has never been interested in these pastries, but his sister likes to eat them.
He's going to tell stories. Before I talk about it, I have to explain the concept of matches to my sister clearly. During the Southern Song Dynasty, there were vendors selling matches in the streets and alleys of Hangzhou, which were made of sulfur, but it was not called matches, but candles. Here Li Ting still follows the saying of later matches.
"A match is a candle, and a piece of pine wood is a piece of sulfur, and the tip is coated with sulfur, so that you can make a fire."
"The story takes place in Hangzhou, that winter was extremely cold, it was snowing heavily, and it was almost dark......"
Li Tingxu was talking matter-of-factly, and had just started telling the story, when he suddenly heard the boy's intermittent voice outside the door.
"It's not fun here, I'm going back."
Next was a girl's voice coaxing the boy, "Brother An, it's fun here, haven't you heard that your fifth sister runs here every day?" ”
Li Ting was slightly stunned.
When I turned my head, I saw a girl walking into the yard with a little boy. This girl Li Ting knows, it is the girl next to Aunt Du, called Ziling. and the little boy who can't walk very steadily, is Aunt Du's biological child Li An.
He had a little impression about this younger brother.
It is said that Li An is one year younger than Li Xi'er, and later because Li Xi'er was favored by Zhu Qiyu of the Ming Dynasty, he was named a hundred households of Jinyi Wei, but the end was not much better than Li Xi'er.
He looked at Li An's chubby face and wearing a longevity lock around his neck, looking like a boy next to the God of Wealth, but he was a little funny.
Seeing that Ziling was coming, Yuzhu and Xuemei's faces were not slightly gloomy.
Ziling saw Li Ting at a glance, the yard was not planted with flowers, but it was cleaned up. When he secretly looked at the situation here, he gradually walked in front of Li Ting. She said softly, "Second Young Master, Brother An wants to play with you." ”
Brother An is Ang Lee's nickname. A nickname is a childhood name that is used by friends, relatives and family members by their nicknames.
Xuemei's face was even worse, thinking to herself how old Brother An is, how could she think of playing with the second young master, it must be her aunt behind her instructions. She turned her eyes to look at Li Ting, only to see the corners of Li Ting's mouth twitching slightly, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
But seeing Li Ting nodding, he smiled slightly: "I was about to tell a story, since my brother is here, let's listen together." ”
Hearing that Li Ting was going to tell a story, Ang Lee's eyes couldn't help but light up, and he also liked to listen to stories.
Li Xi'er didn't think as much as Xuemei, turned sideways a little and gave up her position, and pulled the lotus seed lotus root cake in her hand to eat with her younger brother.
Ziling didn't have any expectations when she heard this, when she was a child in the countryside, her grandmother often told her some small stories, and the fun and storytelling outside couldn't be compared. But she didn't come to listen to the story, mainly to monitor what the fifth young lady was doing here with the second young master.
Li Ting smiled, didn't ask Ziling anything else, and continued to tell the story.
"On this cold and dark night, a well-behaved little girl, walking barefoot down the street...... She sat down in the corner of a house, curled up in a ball. She felt colder. ”
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The next morning, the little girl sat in the corner with her cheeks flushed and a smile on her lips. She died, freezing to death on Chinese New Year's Eve. The New Year's sun rose and shone on her little corpse. ”
Li Xi'er really listened very carefully.
Yuzhu and Xuemei were no longer entangled in Ziling beside them, and listened to Li Ting's talk about "The Little Match Girl" with great interest.
This story is not outstanding, the protagonist is a child of an ordinary family, but Li Ting said it in a simple and easy to understand way, it is clear that it is just a little girl freezing to death on the street, but there are many more details, especially the little girl is wiping a match, and a beautiful fantasy appears in front of her eyes, which makes the plain story suddenly vivid.
When a star falls, a man dies.
The little girl froze to death on the street on Chinese New Year's Eve, Yuzhu and Xuemei are also children of poor families, and when the years are bad, there are no examples of starvation and freezing to death around them. If it weren't for being a maid in the Li Mansion, where would there be such worry-free food and clothing now. When I think of my own life experience, I feel the same way.
Ziling didn't speak either. It turned out that she came to understand the situation according to Aunt Du's instructions, and she didn't want to listen to it. She looked up at Li Ting's clear side face, and suddenly found that she couldn't understand this down-and-out second young master.
Li Xi'er listened to the story and felt that this girl was really pitiful, but with yesterday's experience, she had already prepared for this tragedy.
Li Xi'er is fine.
But An'er was stimulated and began to cry silently, and after a while, he began to cry loudly.
Li Ting was taken aback. What's the situation, children are too fragile in this era, why are little boys so sentimental. I think he was bold when he was a child, he never cried when he listened to stories, made his mother half angry, and laughed next to him.