Chapter 8: Hope
On the branch of the birch, next to the strip of red cloth she tied, a bright red cloth ribbon, under the blowing of the mountain wind, the two cloth ribbons were entwined and flew up and down.
Zhang Jinwen's heart was pounding, she raised her hand to cover her mouth, and tears flowed down in large numbers.
Brother Yu is still alive!
Brother Yu has come to see her!
Zhang Jinwen stared at the branch without blinking, for fear that it was her hallucination.
Zhufeng nervously asked, "Jin'er, what's wrong?" ”
Zhang Jinwen burst into tears: "Senior Brother Zhufeng, can you help me see, are there two red cloth belts on the tree?" ”
Zhu Feng glanced at it and asked curiously: "Yes, two, one new and one old, one long and one short." How? ”
Zhang Jinwen covered her eyes, put down her hand after a while, and replied sullenly: "I tied it on my birthday, and it means peace if it's still there." ”
Zhufeng exhaled lightly: "Jin'er, then I'll go pick herbs, you rest for a while." Wait a minute, Zhuqing and I will come to you. ”
Zhang Jinwen waited for the bamboo wind to leave, slowly approached the cabin where she had lived for four years, and gently pushed the door open.
There was only one plank bed in the room, and at the head of the bed was a small table, empty and nothing else.
Zhang Jinwen walked over and sat on the bed, her heart was still beating hard, her hands and feet seemed to have been drained of muscles and bones, and they were soft.
Brother Yu hadn't forgotten their agreement, and there was only this one sentence in her mind.
She really wants to know, where is Brother Yu at the moment?
Zhang Jinwen reached into the neckline, took out the jade pendant that she had been wearing in front of her heart for several years, held it tightly in her palm, and closed her eyes.
Since God let her get the news of Zhou Ziyu, let her know a little more.
Zhang Jinwen silently felt the temperature of the jade pendant, and recalled in her mind the scene when Zhou Ziyu laughed with her before leaving Zhongnan Mountain.
Memories came one after another, messing up in her mind, one moment was twelve years old when she opened her eyes in the ambergris pool and saw Zhou Ziyu, one moment when Zhou Ziyu put a jade pendant on her, one moment when Zhou Ziyu took her to play in the woods, and one moment Zhou Ziyu under the starry sky, her eyes were deep as if she could suck away people's souls......
Has Brother Yu changed in recent years? Would you recognize yourself if you saw it?
Whew, Zhang Jinwen sighed and opened her eyes in disappointment.
The mind is not still, and there is no feeling at all.
She sat down for a while, felt that her strength had regained some, and was ready to get up and go to the back hillside to turn over the earth, and hurry back to the city early.
Suddenly, her eyes were drawn to the dust on the small table.
Approaching the table, looking at the table, there are a few words written on the fingers: Chang'an, Mid-Autumn Festival.
Zhang Jinwen's heart was pounding again.
This means that Brother Yu is in Zhongnan Mountain during the Mid-Autumn Festival? Or in Chang'an?
Close to her!
And now? Is it leaving? Or is it still in Chang'an City?
Zhang Jin's eyes darkened for a while, she had to lie down, according to what her ancestor taught, and began to do Tu Na Kung Fu, about half an hour later, and finally returned to her soul.
She walked under the birch tree again, staring at the two red cloths that fluttered in the wind.
Zhang Jinwen took off the jade pendant and cut off a piece of silk with a knife, this silk was still tied by Zhou Ziyu at the beginning, and she never changed it.
Climbed to the tree again, took off the red cloth belt she tied, tied the silk silk tightly to the red cloth belt, thought about it, bit her finger, and wrote the word "apricot" on the red cloth belt.
Zhang Jinwen tied the two red cloth belts together again, and when her brother Yu saw it, he would definitely find that it had been moved here, and he would definitely find silk, and maybe he would find the apricot character, and he might think of the Apricot Forest Pavilion.
If Brother Yu can find the Xinglin Pavilion, I will definitely make food for him every day.
Thinking of the reunion between the two after a long absence, Zhang Jinwen couldn't help covering her face.
Zhang Jinwen didn't know how she returned to the Xinglin Pavilion at all, she was wandering all the way, her steps were vain, if it wasn't for Senior Brother Zhufeng to hold her, she would definitely fall several times.
Aunt Zhang prepared a sumptuous dinner and set a large table.
As a result, when Zhang Jinwen drank the soup, she would think that if Brother Yu drank this soup, she would definitely be amazed. When I pick up the dishes, I think that Brother Yu will definitely praise this dish for being delicious.
Every time she stretches out her chopsticks and takes a bite, she thinks of Zhou Ziyu's feelings.
There alone, stunned for a moment, laughing for a moment.
Aunt Zhang looked inexplicable, and Zhufeng shrugged her shoulders and spread her hands, saying that I didn't know anything.
"Jin'er, today is your birthday," Aunt Zhang spoke: "It is also an important day for you to be fifteen years old." It's just that because of the war, your master doesn't know where it is, so Aunt Zhang didn't give you a big feast. ”
Zhang Jinwen hurriedly said: "Aunt Zhang, with you, with Senior Brother Zhufeng Zhuqing Zhuying Zhuxin, you are all my relatives, and today is already very grand!" ”
Aunt Zhang's eyes were red: "Jin'er, if your parents are still here, I will give you a good family now." When your master returns to Zhongnan Mountain, I will go to pay homage to your master. ”
Zhang Jinwen looked at a few senior brothers and blushed: "Aunt Zhang, Jin'er doesn't look at anyone's family, Jin'er wants to be like the ancestor, be a saint of the apricot forest, and travel all over the world." ”
Aunt Zhang was stunned for a moment, don't want to get married? That looks like a nymphomaniac just now, isn't it a girl Huaichun?
The guests who come to the Xinglin Pavilion every day are talented, noble, elegant, elegant, and even those who look like Pan Anguan like Song Yu.
If you go all over the world, a girl's house, in the end, it will still be a lot of inconvenience.
If you don't get married, will you still keep your master and ancestor for the rest of your life?
The Zhang family is still alive, and they can't break it if they say anything.
Before she died, Mrs. Zhang repeatedly explained to herself that no matter what, she must let the bloodline of the Zhang family continue, and she must let the grievances of the Zhang family be served.
Alas, Aunt Zhang shook her head, the country is hated and the family is hated, which little girl can afford it?
Aunt Zhang was not even willing to tell Jin'er what Mrs. Zhang said.
As for Jin'er's refusal to marry, leave it to Jin'er's master to decide.
Jin'er looks young and simple, but in fact, her personality is very stubborn, as long as it is something that Jin'er recognizes, it is useless for anyone to say, Jin'er will still insist on doing it, and if she can't do it, she will secretly work hard.
Aunt Zhang couldn't have imagined that in Jin'er's heart, she would never forget Zhou Ziyu, who only had a one-sided relationship.
Alas, Aunt Zhang sighed again, Master Jin'er, when will you return to Zhongnanshan? Jin'er's lifelong event depends on your words!
Alas, the head of the Yuxu Dao, who was hundreds of miles away, also sneezed and said to himself: "Today is Jin'er's birthday, a fifteen-year-old girl, it's time to find someone's home, I just don't know if she will listen to me, every time I listen to her in turn." Alas! ”