Xue An, who was sitting in front of the window, slowly turned to the ground.

"Xue'an, is it really you?" With tears in his eyes, Yuting rushed forward.

Xue An's eyes widened, looking at the rain pavilion, her whole body twitched, the sun poured in through the window, gently sprinkled on her body, she was like a layer of brilliance, golden brilliance, shrouded in golden brilliance.

Xue An smiled, and big tears rolled down.

"Yuting, Yuting......" she shouted, and threw herself forward, spreading her arms.

The two hugged each other tightly.

Yuting felt the temperature of Xue'an's body, warm, like a soft quilt, and he smelled the familiar sweet smell of Xue'an, the fresh smell of almonds, from her thin mouth, from her nose, from her soft and white body, overflowing, dripping out, wrapping Yuting's body.

Yuting couldn't help it, tears were rolling down, it was the first time in his life that he shed so many tears.

The tears of the snow hermitage, like a babbling stream, thin and warm, flowed on the right shoulder of the rain pavilion. Yuting feels very happy, this happiness is indescribable in words, it is really ecstasy, who understands the taste!

Xue An said softly: "Yuting, in your life, you must have walked through many bridges, some are wooden, stone, concrete, and some are made of steel, they all have the same function, so that you can reach the other side, they are all lying silently on the flowing water." I am the bridge, and I want you to reach the other side. ”

Yuting kissed her and said, "You are the bridge of my life." In the midst of this age, you have given me strength, given me hope, and given me support. ”

Tears welled up in her eyes again.

Yuting gently wiped away the tears on Xue'an's face, and put his lips against Xue'an's lips, this time Xue'an slipped and avoided, opening her red lips, as if she wanted to suck Yuting deep into her heart...... It turned out that that evening, on the "isolated island" besieged by the flood, Xue'an did not stop breathing, and she passed out due to a high fever. Yuting, who was in a hurry, panicked for a while, thinking that she had no breath, and sadly sent her into the river.

When she woke up, she was on another "isolated island", and a mountain farmer who made a living by collecting medicine rescued her. Shannong's name is Shanbao, an orphan, in his 40s, who has lived in the mountains for many years, extinguished by collecting medicine, and is still unmarried. He carried Xue'an to a cave, lit a bonfire, and took out the grass from the basket to cool her down, and at the same time served her to drink the potion. The next morning, Xuean woke up and was surprised to see the ragged and ugly-looking Sanbao. Shanbao told her the truth, and Xue An recalled the scene before and after, and sighed with emotion.

A few days later, the flood waters receded, and Seki-an asked to go down the mountain to find the snow pavilion, but Sanpo refused.

Shan Bao said: "Sister, I really like you, you can be my woman." I pick medicine, you boil medicine, I sell medicine. I cook for you, you do my laundry. Let's live happily in this deep mountain and old forest. ”

Xue'an said: "Brother Shanbao, you saved me, I will never forget it, and I will repay your great kindness." I have a husband, I have a family, my home is in Beijing, I will give you a sum of money. ”

Shanbao shook his head and asked, "Do you think I'm poor?" ”

Xue An shook his head.

Shanbao pointed to his face again and asked, "Do you think I'm ugly?" ”

Xue An shook her head again.

Shanbao stretched out his dark hands and asked, "Do you think I'm dirty?" ”

Xue An still shook his head.

Shanbao burst into tears, "Except for you, I haven't touched a woman in half my life." I saw your body, I used your body, and you are my woman! ”

Xue An listened, seemed to understand something, her face flushed, and suddenly red to the base of her neck, she subconsciously glanced at the twig clothes she was wearing, which was the "clothes" woven by Shanbao from the branches, "her own clothes had already been lost under the agitation of the flood."

Xue'an "snapped" and slapped Shanbao in the face.

Shanbao shouted, "Sister, why are you hitting me?" ”

Xue An shouted hatefully: "It's you who hit you!" ”

Shanbao cried: "I am also human! I like you from the bottom of my heart, you look so handsome! The skin is like a pink skin, the body is like a tender lotus, and the face is like a big apple......"

Xue An was so angry that she slapped him again.

Seeing that Xue'an insisted on going down the mountain, Shanbao was afraid of losing her, so he tied Xue'an to a tree with a rope.

Xue'an shouted loudly, a faint voice echoing through the valley.

Shanbao laughed and danced, and he said to Xue'an: "Even if you shout loudly, no one hears that this was the base of the Eighth Route Army before, and even the Japanese devils couldn't climb up." Your call can only summon the beast. ”

Xue An stopped shouting when he heard this.

In the night, sure enough, a pack of wolves came.

They were screaming and surrounding the fire, but they did not dare to come forward.

Xue'an was so frightened that she sweated profusely, and her hands and feet were tied and she couldn't move.

Shanbao dances around the fire, holding a broken iron bucket for eating in one hand and a tree trunk in the other.

There are more than a dozen wolves looking for a pack, big wolves, small wolves, and old wolves, all grinning and salivating.

Shanbao shouted at them, "Come, come, little ones! Dance with Grandpa! Grandma won't jump for me, you jump with me! ”

Xue An listened to it on the sidelines, crying and laughing.

Sambo stabbed the trunk into the fire, burned it, and rushed towards the wolves.

Shanbao shouted, "Rush! Sambo's army has attacked! Come on! ”

The wolves crawled and fled.

Seeing such a scene, Xue An laughed out loud.

Shanbao returned triumphantly, shouting: "The wolf soldiers are defeated, the wolf soldiers are defeated!" ”

Shanbao returned to Xue'an, leaned down, and said with a smile: "Report to my wife, the wolf soldiers have been defeated, and Shanbao's army has won." ”

Shanbao shouted "sigh": "My wife is injured......"

He saw a patch of red blood flowing from between Xue'an's thighs, appearing and disappearing in the tree technique...... Shanbao panicked and said to himself, "When did the ruthless soldiers rush over?" ”

Sanpo picks up a leaf and tries to wipe the blood off her leg for Yuki-an.

Xue'an writhed desperately and shouted, "Don't touch me!" ”

Shanbao was stunned and said, "I feel distressed when I look at it, it's not for your good." ”

Xue An said: "It's okay. ”

Seeing that Xue'an had a peaceful attitude, Shan Bao put down the leaves and sat on the ground.

Sanho made a large iron cage and left a small door to keep the snow hermitage inside. He kept a wooden bucket in the cage for Yuki'an to use to urinate.

Shanbao went down the mountain and exchanged some grains, vegetables, meat, clothing, and supplies for herbs and went up the mountain and stored them in the cave. He deliberately chose red clothes and green pants for Xue'an, let Xue'an change into them, took off the branch clothes, and Xue'an changed into cloth clothes and pants, feeling very comfortable. Shanbao was ingenious and quickly set up two small grass huts and placed an iron cage in one of them.

The rain poured down and the wind blew, and Shanbao closed the door of the hut tightly. In the scorching summer, Shanbao stood by the iron cage and used a large thin fan to cool off the snow hermitage, and beat flies and mosquitoes. Whenever Yuki-an urinates, Yamapo consciously avoids it, and then uses it to clean the barrel. There is a gurgling stream behind the mountain, the spring water is cool, every evening of the week, Shan Bao will take Xue'an out of the iron cage, come to the stream, let Xue'an bathe, he consciously avoided to the side, far away. As the days go by, Xue'an drinks the spring for a living, and eats fresh grain and vegetables, and his body is not delicate, but much stronger. Occasionally, when you encounter a cold wind, you will not catch a cold easily. What puzzled Xue An the most was that she didn't have a book to read, and she usually took pleasure in reading in Beijing, almost every day in the book house when she counted the books, and sometimes had to write calligraphy. Not being able to hear the news and not being able to see the award-winning DVD film also bothered her.

It's really isolated from the world, neither a paradise nor a Penglai wonderland, but a bit like a primitive society.

Shanbao lived a very happy life, and with such a flower-like young woman as Xue'an, elegant and demure, as his companion, this was an erotic encounter that he could never have dreamed of. It's really a godsend, fate is lucky, a vast flood, there is a beautiful woman who is finely striped, and the blessing is not shallow. Although she doesn't admit that she is my woman, she breathes and shares the same fate with me, lives in the same room, and lives together, what is this not husband and wife? The woman of Shanbao is the best woman in the world!

Once, Shanbao quietly slipped down the mountain, bought a word "Xi" from the bazaar, and came back, pasting it on the door, beaming with pride.

Because Xue'an was locked in an iron cage, he didn't find it. When I returned from a bath, I found that Xi was exhausted, and I was furious and ripped it off.

When Shanbao saw it, he was a little anxious and shouted: "Wife, wife, don't tear, don't tear, it's only been a few days." ”

Xue An frowned, thought about it, and said, "Anyway, it's not a real couple, Shanbao, you go down the mountain and buy me a book." ”

"What book?"

"It's called 'An Embroidered Shoe.'"

"Okay, I'll go down tomorrow."

Shanbao went down the mountain early the next morning and quietly entered the Xinhua bookstore in the county seat.

He rummaged through the shelves and found not a single embroidered shoe.

Seeing that he was sweating profusely, the salesman asked, "Comrade, what book are you looking for?" ”

Shanbao grinned and said, "I'm looking for an embroidered shoe, I can't read, I haven't entered the school, my wife asked me to find it." ”

The salesman said, "It's already sold." ”

When Shanbao heard this, he was anxious and said, "No, my wife has to do it, otherwise she won't let me go to bed!" Aunt salesperson, by chance, you can find one. ”

The salesman was just 18 years old, and when she heard Shanbao call her aunt, she was displeased, she was usually so beautiful, she liked to look in the mirror, and she heard that she had plastic surgery, but she had no money for plastic surgery, so she was angry and immediately pushed Shanbao and said: "Go, go, there are no broken shoes and socks you are looking for, go out!" ”

Shanbao was kicked out of the door and shouted at the bookstore: "What kind of service attitude do you have, your virtue is good, and your face is not as good as my wife's ass!" ”

Shan Bao came to the farmers' market unhappy, and saw a few embroidered shoes hanging in a stall, and his heart was overjoyed.

He thought: My wife wants an embroidered shoe, but what is written in the book is not as true, so I will buy one and take it back to please my wife.

Shanbao asked about the price of embroidered shoes, ten yuan a pair.

Shanbao wanted to buy one and bargained for 5 yuan.

The fat woman who sold shoes muttered, "I buy a pair of shoes, where can I buy one?" It sounds fresh! ”

Shanbao's eyes widened and he shouted, "I'll buy one!" ”

The fat woman cried out, "Your eyes are bigger than a cow!" Whether your wife is disabled or not, just one foot! Which wild man stole that foot! ”

When Shan Bao heard the fat woman insulting Xue'an, he was so angry that he trembled, his face suddenly turned the color of pig liver, and there were many people around to watch the excitement, so he couldn't hang his face, so he punched the fat woman's left chest, only to feel like a thick cotton pad bullet back.

"Wow, you dare to surprise the old lady's nipple mountain! You've eaten leopard gall. The Pan woman roared and slammed into Shanbao.

Shanbao couldn't dodge, and one of them stumbled to the ground. When he saw the crowd laughing, he was ashamed and annoyed, so he picked up a bamboo pole that was standing on the floor and pierced the fat woman's buttocks, only feeling like he had pierced the city wall.

The fat woman shouted again: "Wow, you still dare to enter the Jiapigou!" He turned around and slammed into Shanbao again.

Shanbao was prepared this time, and in a flash, the fat woman threw herself into the air, hit her head on the stall, the embroidered shoes fell down, a rope tied her neck, and seven or eight embroidered shoes fell on the back of her head, and everyone burst into laughter.

The fat woman yelled at the stall: "Silly husband, you don't come out soon!" ”

The fat woman's husband only hid to the side to watch the excitement at first, but now he saw that his wife was at a loss, so he flashed out.

Shanbao looked up and couldn't help but shudder.

This is a stout man like an ox, shirtless, with thick chest hair, a bit like the red-haired ghost Liu Tang among the 100 singles and eight generals in Liangshan.

The strong man laughed a few times and rushed to Shanbao.

Shanbao grinned and said, "Big brother, how offended, I'm just buying an embroidered shoe." ”

The strong man didn't say anything, picked up the mountain treasure like a chicken, turned around, and said: "I've been setting up a stall for more than ten years, but I've never seen you lace mosquito!" ”

"I've always lived in the mountains, and I didn't come down much in the morning. ”

The strong man smiled: "It turned out to be the king of the mountain, and today I want to learn and learn!" ”

Shan Bao said: "Don't dare, don't dare, I'm a medicine picker, no kung fu." ”

The strong man laughed and said, "It turned out that I was picking flowers, I want to see if you are a female butterfly or a male butterfly?" ”

After the strong man finished speaking, he pulled down the belt of Shanbao's trousers and stuffed his head into the crotch of his pants. Sanpo exposes a dry, skinny, swarthy little ass.

The fat woman picked up the embroidered shoes and beat them according to Shanbao's buttocks, saying while beating, "See if you dare to go wild!" ”

I hit dozens of times in a row, and the more I hit, the more fierce I became. Sambo's ass swelled all of a sudden.

Most of the onlookers have dispersed, and only a few good halls remain. A few nosy people in the crowd came over and persuaded: "Boss, spare him, he is not from this village, he doesn't know the rules, just teach him a lesson; It's broken, the police are coming, and you can't afford it. ”

When the fat woman heard this, she stopped and said to the strong man: "Husband, I have seen your thoughts, spare him, if he breaks it, he will have a lawsuit." ”

The strong man saw that the woman was interceding, so he threw the book treasure on the ground and walked away.

When Shanbao climbed to the top of the mountain, it was already dark. He tripped over something soft in front of the small grass hut, and looked down to see a wild wolf lying asleep in front of the grass hut door.

He kicked the wolf, and the wolf curled up his tail and slipped away.

He was thinking about the snow hermitage, and went straight to the iron cage when he entered the house.

Xue An fell asleep half-leaning on the iron cage.

Shanbao leaned over, touched Xue'an's face with his hand, and began to cry.

He cried so sadly, like a wronged child.

Awakened by the cry, Xuean opened her eyes, and the bright moonlight gently poured on her face. She is like a goddess of mercy, peaceful and elegant.

"What's wrong with you?" Xuean asked him softly.

Shanbao cried even more sadly.

Xue'an asked with concern? "Shanbao, who bullied you?"

Shanbao twitched even more, his shoulders shaking, and he couldn't breathe.

"Where's 'An Embroidered Shoe'?"

"I'm still lifting my shoes, I'm telling people to make them almost soles." Shanbao said.

"What the hell is going on?"

Shanbao talked about it 1510.

Yukian chuckled. "I asked you to buy books, but you wanted to buy shoes, you really fell into evil, and you ran into such an evil grocery store, what about your herbs? I'll help you with the medicine. ”

Shanbao shook his head, "No, my place is not good-looking. ”

Sanpo hid in the shadows and secretly applied the medicine, then lit a fire and cooked old corn and potatoes for Xue'an.

Xue An said, "You let me out, and I'll help you cook." ”

Sambo shook his head.

Xue'an smiled: "Are you still afraid that I will run away?" ”

Shan Bao said in a humble voice: "If you want to run, I can't catch up, my butt hurts so badly, even the bones hurt when I move." ”

Xue'an said: "I won't run, I won't take advantage of people's danger to do things that lack morality." ”

Shan Bao said: "I know you are a good person, but I don't want to lose you, besides, what if you run down the mountain in a hurry, trip, and get injured?" There are wolves, leopards, and poisonous snakes in the mountains, and if there is a bad one, I can't bear it. ”

Xue'an smiled: "You are really a good person, I can be regarded as a good person, but you can't lock me up for the rest of your life." ”

Shanbao turned his head and said, "I just locked you up here for the rest of my life and didn't let you go, who called you my woman, I am happy to look at you every day." ”

When Xue An heard this, he smiled sadly and said no more.

Another two months passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was winter. It snowed heavily, and the mountains were like a silver and white world.

When the weather was cold, Shan Bao built a stove in the house, and he used herbs to change a tiger skin mattress for Xue'an, spread it in an iron cage, and bought a thick quilt.

Xue'an looked at the snowflakes fluttering outside the window, the mountains were steep, and the silver snakes were flying, and she was full of emotion.

Snow hermitage, snow hermitage, isn't this thatched house a snow hermitage in the vast land?

Isn't this mountain treasure a slave who guards the nunnery?

My dear friend Yuting, my salon friends Huang Qiushui, Feitian, Lao Qing, Xinxin, etc., as well as my husband and other relatives and friends who were running for their careers day and night, must have thought that I was long gone, and that I had gone to another world with a wooden boat, covering the leaves of the green edge, and going with the flow to another world.

Xue'an thought of Yuting, this man who is close to her heart, although she has been married for 5 years, her relationship with her husband is also the same as her eyebrows, respectful and obedient, her husband's personality and talent are also appreciated by the knife, otherwise he would not be selected among the chasers as a lifelong dependence. But she seems to feel that her relationship with her husband is like a friend, even if it is **, she is careful, meticulous, respectful, and polite. She installed a large mirror in her bedroom and tried to change that, but she couldn't. She knows very well that her husband's first woman is not her and her husband is not her first man. When she was in college, she fell in love with a tall male classmate who had the physique of an athlete and could lift her easily, and the two of them talked about each other for a long time, and they were inseparable. She had been to the boy's home and got along well with his parents. It was not easy to fall in love with a person of the opposite sex in a foreign place, she decided that he was a man to rely on, she wrote many poems and essays for him, and he also brought her a lot of joy and relieved her of a lot of loneliness. On a snowy night, in her little room as warm as spring, in the boat of love, she kissed like a torrential rain, which he offered his precious chastity. He was very happy and happy, and he never regretted it, because it was not sloppy, nor was it dazed, it was really romantic, poignant and moving. Because she is not the kind of casual woman, let alone the so-called sexually open woman, she has her dignity, her way of thinking and her trajectory of action. But later they had conflicts, often angry and quarreled over a trivial matter, maybe because they were young after all, and later parted ways. I can't say who is right, I can't say who is wrong, I come in a hurry, and I go in a hurry.

Going with the flow is her philosophy of life.

She believes in Buddhism, she feels that the truth of Buddhism is profound, good has good reward, evil has evil retribution, karma and other Buddhist philosophy, she is convinced, and she has visited Putuo Mountain almost every year. When she bathed in the gentle Buddha aura of Putuo Island, she felt heartfelt joy.

Buddhism sees death as home, and sees death as a way to get rid of suffering and go to bliss.

She often knelt in front of the statue of the Bodhisattva and prayed silently, for her relatives, for her friends, and for herself.

Her kneeling posture is graceful, her attitude is religious, and her dress is swaying and fluttering, like a beautiful flying sky.

Later, she got acquainted with her husband, who was honest and industrious and wise, and was appreciated by her, and she even felt that her husband had the state of a living Buddha, with big ears and slightly closed eyes, a kind face and a solemn expression, he was born in a poor family and suffered. She felt that it was reliable to marry him, so she resolutely chose him.

The husband also had an emotional experience before, having been on a relationship with a movie star in the past, but later broke up for many reasons. Xue'an is a very spiritual woman, she is elegant and delicate, she knows that physiologically her husband likes plump and fat women, and sometimes she also wants to be wrong, hoping that she can be like the Chang'an women of the Tang Dynasty, beautiful and plump.

After meeting Yuting, she felt kind and natural, and Yuting's handsomeness, elegance, generosity, wisdom, and talent made her admire. She likes Yuting, and always feels that every time she sees him, there is a sense of life connected. She talked to her mother about Yuting, and her mother wanted to meet Yuting, because her daughter's water was pure and kind, and she didn't know the world, which made her feel uneasy. Because the society is complex and unpredictable, especially men, some of them have ill intentions and hidden scheming, and she is afraid that her daughter will accidentally fall into the trap. One night, Yuting and Lao Qingyue Xue'an attended the gathering of the salon, and the mother followed behind her daughter and really observed Yuting, and she also felt that Yuting was a good man based on her experience. But she took into account her daughter's happy life, her family was stable, and her son-in-law had been rehearsing for a long time, so she didn't want right and wrong to start within the Xiao wall, so she kept silent.

Once, when an was sick at home, Yuting went to visit, and there were only two of them in the house. Yuting inquired about her illness and talked with her about literature, art, and philosophy, which was very speculative. Xue An felt much better unconsciously, and her face gradually glowed. She took out her art work and asked Yuting to correct it. Yutei talked about his opinion, and Xue'an played mellow music. The rain pavilion and the hermitage are completely melted into the music. Yuting couldn't hold it anymore, and couldn't help but kiss Xue An, who also smiled sweetly and happily. This smile made Yuting a little uncontrollable, he gently hugged Xue An's slender waist, and his hands subconsciously slid down...... Xue An gently pushed him away, and sat happily on the couch, peeling the apple.

Yuting also sat on the sofa, and his mood couldn't be calm for a long time...... Suddenly, one night, Xue'an called Yuting and told him a true heart: "Yuting, I think every time we meet, life is closely connected!" ”

Yuting listened on the phone, and said enthusiastically: "Me too, can we meet tomorrow?" ”

Xuean said, "Okay, I'll see you at my house tomorrow morning." ”

Early the next morning, Lao Qing called Yuting and said, "Xue'an called this morning, let me and you go to her house to have tea." ”

Yuting listened and was silent.

Yuting didn't know that Xue'an had a fierce ideological struggle last night, and in the end, reason prevailed over emotion.

Yuting said in his heart: Snow hermitage, snow hermitage, you are really a hermitage in the snow!

Xue An leaned on the iron cage and thought of Lao Qing again.

For Lao Qing, she is looking at flowers in the fog.

It was Lao Qing who brought her into the Golden Rose Culture Salon, and Lao Qing was the link between her and Yuting.

One winter afternoon six years ago, Xue An walked into the women's bookstore at the north end of Wangfujing Avenue and read books about Tibetan customs.

Dressed in a dark red robe and a hood of the kind worn by an eighteenth-century French upper-class noblewoman, Xue'an has a touching temperament and graceful demeanor.

Lao Qingden, who was chatting with the shopkeeper on the side, was deeply attracted by the temperament of the snow hermitage. He boldly stepped forward and flipped through the books beside the snow hermitage.

"What book is Miss looking for?" Lao Qing asked.

Xue An glanced at him and thought he was funny. He replied, "I'm looking for a book about Tibet." ”

Lao Qing said, "Are you looking for a book on Tibetan Tantra?" ”

Lao Qing talked about tantra like a number of family treasures.

In this way, Lao Qing introduced Xue'an into the salon.

The second time was at Yuting's house, the music was harmonious, the books were practiced, and soon after Yuting, Wang Guozhen, Lao Qing and others talked about literature and art, several people danced.

Lao Qing and Xue An danced in a single room, the two talked, and Lao Qing couldn't help hugging Xue An.

Xue'an wandered the world, and it had been a long time since she had come into contact with a man, and Lao Qing talked and danced with her so closely, she felt very new. She thinks Lao Qing is funny, a bit like something? That's right, the giant panda, the humble and cute national treasure giant panda. But behind Lao Qing's pair of glasses, she also felt a pair of cold swishing lights like knives.

Jumping and jumping, she felt relaxed and comfortable, Lao Qing's heavy breath came to her nose, swept by the thick smell of tobacco, she hadn't smelled this familiar tobacco smell for a long time, she felt very excited, she inhaled the smell fiercely.

Lao Qing began to kiss her gently, kissing her cheeks and ears, but she didn't let him kiss her lips, because this was a sacrosanct realm, and she could only kiss the person she loved deeply, and at that time there were only two people in the world who had this kind of kiss with her, one was her first love male classmate, and the other was her husband.

Seki-an is a reasonable woman, she is empathetic, and she knows that any man, as long as he is not a sick person, he will like beautiful women. Because at first she did not flinch from the old man's actions, nor did she express disgust. But after dancing for half an hour, she obviously felt the hard object under Lao Qing touching her body, so she said, "Lao Qing, rest for a while." ”

Lao Qing also knew that he was interested, so he let go of Xue'an, and the two returned to the living room Xue'an to think of Feitian, he acted mysteriously, said little, and always smiled innocently. He came to the meeting, and he always sat upright. Once at a gathering in the International Art Garden, Xue'an peeled an apple for him, handed it to him gently, and said, "Eat an apple, be safe, I wish you peace." Feitian listened, and his face turned crimson. Xue An felt like a timid girl. Xue'an knew that Feitian calligraphy was very skillful, so he asked him for a piece of Chinese calligraphy, and soon he brought a piece of calligraphy to the party, which read: The hermitage in the snow, fluctuating. The calligraphy is very simple and elegant, and Xue'an likes it very much.

Xue'an is very strange, Feitian never mentions his wife and son, she only knows that they are out of town, and Feitian lives alone in Beijing, and he is elusive. Xue'an has heard a lot of legends about Feitian, and some say that Feitian is crazy for a while, and love letters written by girls who pursue him are all over his desk. It is also said that there are often women in front of the door where he lives. It is also said that the first person to copy his poetry manuscript was a high school girl, and later the girl asked for chastity for him, he hesitated, and then went south, and finally met the request of this star chaser. However, Xue'an felt that these legends were nonsense.

Huang Qiushui is also very cute, like a young man, in his 60s, still full of passion. He lived a relatively simple life, and in order to control his lover Yiren who was far overseas, he did not hesitate to borrow money to cross the sea. This old man has an odd temper and a stubborn personality, and sometimes he will fight over a trivial matter. Sometimes friends get together, drink drunk, encounter a quarrel, and walk away. Dancing with him, he is close to you, the symphony is for fear of separation; Because he is short, he can't reach your shoulders when dancing, so he has to put his hands on your hips. Xue An was embarrassed to remove his hand again, and just silently went with the flow. He always squinted his eyes when he danced, wondering whether he was reverie about the funny things of the past or reveling in an atmosphere. However, Xue'an has always been in awe of him, after all, there is still a locked house in the lonely room of this old poet, which retains the traces of him and his lover Yiren**, and this love hut has been locked for ten years. It is no wonder that last year, a Chinese magazine launched a selection of China's top ten men, and he stood up and shouted: What man is as loyal to love as me, and I have locked the room with my lover for ten years. Jia Baoyu wrote "Funeral Flowers" for Daiyu's death, Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun made a living by selling wine in Sichuan, and Li Xiangjun became a nun in anger. For the sake of my beloved Yiren, one lock is ten years! After that, Huang Qiushui was full of tears. There was thunderous applause from below. Huang Qiushui was elected as one of the top ten men with a high vote.

Xue'an also thinks of Mu Mu, who is in his forties, but he is like a non-stop machine. He is energetic and enthusiastic. Generally, when the party is over, the song is over, and he is still not happy, always saying, sing again, dance again. When dancing, he likes to lock the opponent's neck with his arm, making you almost out of breath, as if you are afraid that the other person will run away. At every party, he likes to look at your palmistry, predict your physical condition and future; Along the winding ditch line of the palm, whether it is prosperous or not, reaches the peak. Whether the lifeline of the diagonal crossing is blocked halfway, and how to solve the problem. The emotional line across is how many marriages, how many times it has been love at first sight, and whether there is peach blossom luck. Whether the sexual line is vigorous and weak. Is the emotional line on the lifeline, because emotions endanger life, resulting in blind persuasion to die for love. Looking at the body from the hand lines, liver weakness or kidney deficiency, high blood lipids or low blood pressure, dry stool or hemorrhoids, irregular menstruation or poor yin and yang, he will quickly take out a small piece of wood from his bag, call it a pedicure tool, take off your shoes, take off your socks, put it on the sofa, and start the pedicure with the tool. Maybe it's the Mongolian doctor - evil governance. He skillfully steered the little piece of wood, and it made you grin and sweat in pain, screaming and crying for mercy. Then he stopped, and it was done, and the sweat was over.

Silver Bell is mysterious and cute, sometimes partying in a friend's mansion and disappearing in a flash. In the hindrance of searching for the west, I finally saw her sitting upright and meditating in a corner of the quiet, her eyes closed, her mouth chanting, her legs crossed, and her bare feet dripping. Roar loudly and scare you out of your body. She says she's on, and you ask her what's on. She said that the eyes of heaven were opened. Seeing the South Heavenly Gate in the sky, the heavenly soldiers and generals were guarding, standing on both sides. The twenty-eight constellations are patrolling, and the flagpole of the Lingxiao Hall is in sight...... Xue'an listened to the rain pavilion, the wall of Yinling's home is painted with six fairies, which is painted by Yinling himself, playing in the water and frolicking in the Tiangong Yao Pond, but the seven fairies are not seen, and the seven fairies allude to Yinling, she is changed by the seven fairies. Xue'an also heard that Yinling is very devout to Buddhism, and the house is from the reclining Buddha of Shakyamuni, offering pomegranates, melons and fruits, etc., and the incense burner is curling with cigarettes. Yinling's life is relatively hard, but he does not dare to slack off the Buddha, and always respectfully offers fresh fruits. In this regard, Fa An has the best impression of Yinling, she always wants to visit in person, but Yinling always feels that Xue'an is a spring and white snow, and she is a lower riba person, which is a little out of place, so Xue'an's wish has not been realized.

Hong Qiang has a very businessman taste, Xue'an doesn't like businessmen very much, she always thinks that businessmen are mercenary. Yuting said that if the salon is not integrated with the economy, nothing will be achieved. You can't rather starve to death than eat Zhou Su. In addition, there are also Confucian merchants among the merchants, who are literate and tasteful, and are representatives of the middle class. Among them, there are returnees who have returned from studying abroad, and there are capable people who have graduated from postdoctoral degrees and mastered high-tech and have far-sightedness, and today's businessmen are very different from the mercenary businessmen of the Ming and Qing dynasties. As for Hong Qiang, although he is a returnee, he still retains the old habits of small business owners, and he is scheming and making too low moves. Society is also transforming this type of people. Xue'an felt that Hong Qiang's cultural business was not of high grade, obviously it was a collection of poems, but it was mixed with some mediocre works with low style, and as a result, he was investigated and dealt with by the relevant departments and implicated some friends in the salon. Hong Qiang likes to talk and talk endlessly in front of women, but when he saw Xue'an, he stopped abruptly and was silent.

Winter goes to spring, the creek thaws, the spring water gurgles, the earth recovers a full spring, and the mountains are all over the edge, like a layer of emerald edge. The wild geese return, the orioles and magpies squeak non-stop, and all kinds of wild flowers, colorful, contrast with each other, attract butterflies to chase each other, and the fragrance is overflowing.

Xue An said to Shanbao, "I miss home, you can let me go down the mountain." ”

Shanbao said, "I want you to be with me, and that's fine." ”

Xue'an Zhengse said: "It's a crime for you to detain a person like this, do you know the law?" ”

Shanbao said: "I have the final say on this mountain, there are no tigers in the mountains, and the monkey is called the king." ”

Xue'an said: "If you let me go now, I won't let ** hold you accountable, I don't want to thank you, let my husband give you a sum of money, you open a pharmacy in the county and operate independently, and your small life will definitely be prosperous." You have the money, pick a beautiful mass opinion in the city to be a wife. ”

Shan Bao blushed and said, "I don't want other women to be my wife, I want you." ”

Xue An's face turned pale with anger and shouted, "Shanbao, you are too selfish! ”

Shan Bao didn't say a word, his face flushed, and he shrank in the corner of the room like a child.

Tonight, Shanbao came back from the bottom of the mountain with a pale face and a dazed eye. Xue An saw it in his eyes and thought he was sick, so he asked, "Shanbao, are you unwell?" ”

Shanbao sat on the ground dejectedly, picked up the dry tobacco pouch, and smoked "Da Da Da".

"Shanbao, you're choking me again." Yukian covered her nose with her hands.

Shanbao didn't speak, staring at the iron cage in distraction.

A thick wet smoke filled the grass hut, and Xue An was already familiar with the choking smell, and endured it helplessly.

"Shanbao, where are you uncomfortable? What happened to the descent? ”

Shanbao put down the dry tobacco pouch and said angrily, "They all thought you were dead, and I saw your grave on the other side of the mountain......"

When Xue An heard this, she shivered all over her body, and felt a cold air rise from the soles of her feet.

Shanbao said: "The grave is full of flowers, it is so beautiful, and there is a person in front of the tombstone......"

"Someone? What? Xue An's eyes widened.

"It's not like a country man, it's a city man. In his forties, white and pure, the writing is ,......"

"Tall?" Xue An took a few steps forward, and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Shan Bao was so frightened that he took a step back, "Girl, your eyes are bright, like two lanterns. Looking for someone who is very handsome, tears are falling down. I guess he brought the flower, and he still has petals on him, who are you? ”

When Xue'an heard this, she was excited, a little uncontrollable, and tears poured out involuntarily.

Seeing her with tears shining in her eyes, Shanbao asked, "Are you crying?" Who is he, husband, or is he a good friend? ”

"It's the Rain Pavilion!" She exclaimed in surprise in her heart, her face full of hot tears, and her blood boiled, and she stood up.

"I saw him take out a few pieces of paper from his pocket, and he was reading something, always repeating 'blood...... Ann ......'"

"It's Yuting, it's him! He's still thinking about me......" Xue An cried.

Shanbao saw Xue'an's sad appearance and was at a loss for a moment. He also stood up, took off his tobacco pouch, and walked to the iron cage, not knowing how to comfort her.

"Sister, don't cry, I don't want to see you like this, I want to see you laugh, you look so good when you laugh, like a flower. The way you cry makes me feel distressed. ”

Shanbao stretched out a hand to wipe away the tears on Xue'an's face, but he didn't expect it to get darker and darker, and it turned out that his hands were covered with mud.

Xue'an asked: "Shanbao, what did you say in detail, but what happened later?" ”

Shan Bao was speechless for a while, looked at Xue'an's face, and said, "Later, he knelt down and kowtowed three times, and his face was full of tears like yours. ”

Xue An trembled and said, "You take me to him." ”

Shanbao was so anxious that he sweated, "He...... He left early, with a car next to him. ”

"Then you can take me to see that grave......"

Shan Bao shook his head, "That place is still far from here, I have to climb over a big mountain, I happened to go there to collect medicine, your body can't bear it......"

Xue'an's eyes dimmed, and she sat down weakly with the iron railing.

This night, Xue'an did not sleep steadily.

In a trance, he saw the rain pavilion floating in, wearing a white suit, white trousers, and a red tie, smiling slightly towards her; He walked with vigorous steps, and with a breath of freshness, he floated lightly...... Xue An stretched out her arms and used all her strength to pounce into his arms, she sincerely wanted to give everything to him, but she pounced in the air, and she hit the iron railing.

On the second night, Xue'an slept very soundly, really because of the insomnia the night before. In the wee hours of the morning, she was awakened by a stream of fresh air, and the spring rain was pouring down, carrying fresh mountain peach petals and tender green melon seed-shaped leaves, wafting through the window, fresh and pleasant.

Yukian yawned, and suddenly saw a red striped figure standing in the room.

She was startled, and when she looked at it, it was Shanbao.

Xue'an got up and shouted, "Shanbao, what are you doing?" ”

Shanbao was so frightened that he smoked and ran out.

The sun shone on the ground and there was a straight rod, and the mountain treasure was still nowhere to be seen, and Xue'an was a little panicked. It was raining when he ran out, and it was cold at night, coupled with the humidity, she was afraid that Shanbao would freeze and get sick.

In the afternoon, Shanbao returned, holding two burnt old corns, bowing his head timidly and stuffing them into the iron cage, and then retreated to the outhouse without sucking. Shan Bao suffered from the cold, and he coughed violently, and the coughing sound made Xue'an very unpleasant.

Xue'an said: "Shanbao, you boil some medicinal soup, and the illness will get better soon." ”

Shanbao said: "I have been collecting medicine for a living, and my whole body has been soaked in medicine, and I am not afraid of big or small diseases." ”

Xue'an said: "Shanbao, you let me out, and I will boil medicine and cook for you." ”

Shanbao didn't speak, still coughing.

Xue'an lost her temper, she rarely lost her temper in her life, she shook the iron railing vigorously, and shouted: "You let me out, I will boil medicine for you, you are sick!" ”

Xue'an's mournful screams alarmed Shanbao. He had never seen Xue An lose his temper so much. Shanbao took out the key from his waist, walked into the house, and opened the cage door.

Xue An helped him to the bed in the outhouse, then lit the fire and boiled the medicine. She followed Shanbao's instructions, selected the herbs, put them in an iron bucket, and hung them on the stand.

Shanbao saw that Xue'an was busy, very much like his mother-in-law, and smiled.

Xue An took out all the old clothes under the bed, threw them into a large wooden barrel, and stripped them off Shanbao's body, and dressed him in clean clothes.

Shanbao was like a child, obedient, he sucked the breath emanating from Xue'an's body for a long time, squinting his eyes and enjoying it to the fullest.

After the medicine was boiled, Xue'an took off the iron bucket and blew it gently with his mouth to help warm it, and then fed the medicine to Shanbao.

Shanbao drank the medicine, sweated a little on his face, and lay on the bed in a daze and fell asleep. Xue An carried a large wooden barrel to the nearby stream, the valley is the world of flowers, the world of birds, red, green, lotus, amber wild flowers compete for beauty, colorful, butterflies, hundreds of birds contend, "chirp," forming a rhythmic symphony. Xue An has lived in the city for many years, and she has never seen such a gorgeous scene.

Xue An was dressed on the stones by the stream, and the stream reflected her beautiful reflection, slim, amorous and charming, graceful, she was still appreciating her beauty for the first time, she became a little plump and sturdy, and swept away the delicate temperament of the past.

At this moment, a group of white butterflies poured out of nowhere, hovering around her, some landing on her shoulders, the tips of her hair, and some boldly landing on her cheeks and even her eyebrows. The white butterflies gathered more and more, overwhelming, endlessly, and she simply became a "butterfly person." The countless white wings formed a "butterfly rain." "Xue An has read this scene in geography and biology books, and this kind of butterfly rain is rare.

Xue'an gently stripped off her clothes, slid into the stream, bathed with great interest, and happily hummed a little song.

The white butterflies fluttered lightly and danced, forming circles of light around her. Xue'an was even more joyful and danced diligently. She gently swung the water with her little feet, and her white feet rose and fell with the butterflies; She dives gently into the cool water, swimming freely like a fish.

After swimming for a while, Xuean returned to the shore and sat on a boulder, surrounded by quiet except for the birdsong. A white butterfly landed gently on her pink left **, and she carefully picked it up and held it carefully.

The white butterfly gracefully spreads its wings and flies away. Xue An reluctantly watched it go away.

Xue An felt a little relieved, she picked a piece of fertile soil, and squatted down quietly in the grass, the thin stream of heat moistened the soil, and she felt very comfortable.

She put on her clothes and went back to the hut, where Sambo was still asleep, sweating profusely and snoring profusely.

On the third day, Yamabo had recovered from his illness, and when he woke up, the door of the iron cage was wide open, and there was a package on the ground and an envelope next to it.

Shanbao looked at her with a smile.

Xue'an was puzzled, looked at Shanbao in confusion, and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Shan Bao smiled innocently, "I know that I can't keep you, you are a good mother-in-law, you go down the mountain." Just remember me. ”

Xue'an understood, but she thought that she was a little wronged by Shanbao by leaving like this.

Shan Bao said: "There is 500 yuan in this letter, you can take the train back to Beijing, and there is a road down the mountain to the station in the county seat." ”

Xue An excitedly stepped out of the iron cage, she hugged Shan Bao, and left a solid kiss on his face.

In this way, Xue'an returned to Beijing.

Yuting felt that this story was too bizarre, and he asked Xue An to pinch him with his hand, and Xue An gently pinched his back with his hand, and he felt really a little pain.

At noon, Yuting invited Xue'an to have a meal in the barbecue season. Yuting was very happy when he saw Xue'an's gobbling appearance, because he used to eat with Xue'an, she always chewed slowly, and Yuting was always afraid that she wouldn't be able to eat.

"Has anything changed for me?" Xue An raised her eyebrows and asked Yuting.

"It's a little dark, it's sturdy, it's a little mature." Yuting said.

"Your husband must be pleasantly surprised...... too"

"He'......" Xue'an's head hung down.

"How?"

"He thought I had died, got married a few months ago, and was also an actor." Xue'an's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.

"What are you going to do in the future?" Yuting asked.

"Wandering the world, taking the four seas as his home, the stripes come and go without worry." Xue An said word by word, a little dazed in her words.

"How can I contact you in the future? Your phone won't turn on. Yuting's words were bleak and a little melancholy.

"I'll look for you......" Xue An finished speaking, and smiled, and the funny look was ecstatic.

Lao Qing heard Yuting say that Xue'an was dead and alive, and shouted: "If you don't die in a big disaster, you will have a blessing in the future." But when he heard that the snow hermitage was floating away again, he showed a face, so he sighed: "The snow hermitage, the snow hermitage, there is only the rain pavilion; If you can have a little grace in Xue'an, you only have Lao Qing in your heart! ”

Lang Yu listened to it on the side, and said to Lao Qing: "Lang Yu is not in the snow hermitage, nor in the rain pavilion, Lang Yu is to make jade, although the body is light and thin, but it is as solid as a rock, ice like cold jade, no matter how much strength you Lao Qing has, you can't move away." ”

Lao Qing listened, smiled slightly, and said, "You are a book, I will read you sooner or later." You're a piece of jadeite, and I'm going to have you in my hands sooner or later. ”

Huang Qiushui sighed: "Xue'an go with her, you don't see a leaf boat, haunted by the turmoil." Her nature is unrestrained and goes with the flow. ”