Chapter 17: The Legend of Guiguzi 6

When her daughter is older, her wife will not let her daughter show up in front of people, and live in the embroidery building to learn needlework and etiquette. On this day, Ruilian only sat anxious and tired in the embroidery building, and suddenly on a whim, she opened the window of the building, and Yahuan watched the scenery outside, only to see a few white clouds floating in the blue sky, like the waves rolling in the vast sea, at this time, there were two birds flying freely in the sky in front of her eyes, they were like a couple, the male bird was flying in front, and from time to time turned his head and chirped protimately, greeting his companions behind him. The birds behind echo the chirping while following the flight.

The two birds danced in response to each other, flying with wings, the kind of glue that no one wants to leave whose intimacy, couldn't help but touch the feelings of the Ruilian girl, touching the scene, thinking that they are already in the flower season of youth and budding, people are not good, flowers are not red, men are married, women are married, they live in the embroidery building, thirteen can weave, fourteen learn tailoring, fifteen bullets are empty, sixteen know etiquette, seventeen scriptures, eighteen all learn Qi, now the two doors do not go out, the door is not stepping, I don't know what the outside world is like, their own lifelong events, only listen to the words of the matchmaker, the life of the parents, I don't know if I can find the person I like, I can match himThinking about it, I don't know what my fate is, whether it is happy or sad, I can't help but sigh again and again.

It's true, fate is a coincidence, there are many love stories between men and women, ** love and hatred, and tears have been in tears since ancient times. The sigh of the girl upstairs was heard by Wang Xiao, who walked downstairs, and couldn't help but look up, and saw that it was a pink beauty, no more than twenty-nine years old, so gorgeous, green silk like ink, face like peach blossoms, two big eyes, like ripe grapes, almost dripping water.

Exactly, the pink beauty is unparalleled in the world, and her youth is beautiful and bright. The young man looked straight, stood still and forgot to return to his hometown, only to see Wang Xiao salivating, forgetting to open his mouth, looking up and looking at it blankly, looking, fortunately, admiring a picture of a beauty, standing there, refusing to leave.

Wang Xiao He Xu people, he has a saying, he is the king of the family, he lost his father since he was a child, his mother was a ** boiler, a handful of and urine with hard work to raise him, because of the poor family background, there is no tile on the top, there is no place to stand on the bottom, and the old mother did not ask the scholar to give him an official name, so he called him Wang Xiao, who worked hard for others and took the children to survive. When Wang Xiao grew up, in order to support his family and raise his mother, he learned to make tofu from others, and after learning to become a hand, he made a living selling tofu.

Wang Xiao is very industrious, working at sunrise and returning at sunset, although the life is poor and hard, but he can still make the rice bowl slip up, so that the mother does not go hungry, the mother and son depend on each other, and the life can be passable. On this day, he was carrying a tofu burden, and when he passed downstairs from Ruilian, he heard the sound of sighing in the window, so he involuntarily looked up, only to see the handsome face of the girl Ruilian, the little face was like a flower like jade, the eyebrows were locked with affection, and he stretched out his head to look at the sky and sighed, I don't know what was going on in his heart, and tears of depression and joy flowed!

The upstairs girl, Ruilian, didn't know what was going on downstairs, she put her hand on the window, and sighed with self-pity, and when a mouthful of phlegm rushed to her throat, she felt itchy, and spit out of the window. Wang Xiaozheng looked up with his big mouth open, and the phlegm happened to fall into his mouth impartially, and it was already night, and the phlegm actually entered his stomach.

He suddenly felt refreshed, his heart was as sweet as drinking honey, thinking that the girl upstairs had taken a fancy to him, and he had a fate, and actually used phlegm to convey a message of love to him, and the tofu was not sold, so he carried the tofu burden, and rushed home with great interest, and was full of energy and thoughts along the way, and he couldn't imagine that the daughter upstairs fell in love with him, and had affection for him, and he didn't pass on his affection to him. Joyful and crazy infatuated people, they want to marry the girl.

Why does he think so, because he watched the play and heard that there were things about everyone throwing hydrangea or recruiting relatives in a martial arts competition, such as Wang Baoyu marrying Xue Pinggui, her son and grandson she don't play, and the hydrangea specializes in flattening the noble head, disgusted with the poor and loving the rich father is unwilling, and he is driven out of the house and does not look back, and is willing to suffer with his husband, in order to marry a good husband, and the chaste martyr spreads good stories, and he is willing to enjoy happiness.

The more he thought about it, the sweeter it became, and he sang all the way along: "She held the hydrangea with her eyes, and took a fancy to a man named Huanan, although the clothes are rotten and do not cover the body, the future will definitely be Kuiyuan, the prince of the Wang family will not play, and the hydrangea will be in front of him." The girl upstairs took a fancy to me, spit out a mouthful of phlegm into my mouth, and I was so happy that I went home to the garden, and reported to my mother to ask for a matchmaker, to marry a girl with a marriage, and to pass by the gods and goddesses as a proof of me, to achieve good things to pull the line, and to run one day, I can also step into the sky......"

The old lady saw that he hadn't sold out of the tofu today, and he came back so early, so she said, "Son, what's the matter today, why did you come back so early?"

Wang Xiaopi told his mother about the ** he encountered, and said: "I inquired, the girl upstairs is the daughter of Wang Yuanwai, who is 18 years old, and I am the same age as my child, this is the love debt of our two previous lives, and today's fate." ”

The old lady sighed, and was not happy for what her son said, feeling that her son was a toad who wanted to eat swan meat - wishful thinking, and did not want to think about it, the young lady was a rich and glorious phoenix, what kind of family we are, and persuaded sadly: "My infatuated son, it is just an accidental coincidence, other girls will not take a fancy to you, don't lie to yourself, shave your head and pick your head hot! You don't want to think about it, what kind of identity is the king's family, what kind of family are we, this is not the right family, will people be willing?" A finger can stumble over our thighs. Son, stop here, don't think nonsense, cause trouble, our well water does not violate the river water, he takes his Yangguan Road, let's take our single-plank bridge, our eggs can't touch the stone, we can't afford to provoke. If the child is obsessed and does not realize and causes trouble, what are the three long and two short for this, who does the old lady rely on?

The old lady's words are like a slap in the face, so that he is in unrequited love and cold down urgently, he is a filial son, see the old lady crying pitifully, he also burst into tears, I think the old lady said that he is a poor family, how can he climb the daughter of the royal family? That's just a toad who wants to eat swan meat, wishful thinking, if you invite someone to talk about the matchmaker, people won't go, saying that he is a fool talking about a dream, ridiculous, he will fall into a foolish fool who can't measure his strength, he will be severely reprimanded by the king, and give people a handle to talk and laugh.

Wang Xiao restrained his thoughts, although he didn't mention it in front of the old lady, he still couldn't forget Miss Ruilian, he couldn't forget her mouthful of phlegm, his mind was full of her, his eyes were full of her, and he still had her in his heart, like a ghost, around him, making him fascinated, sluggish, not thinking about tea and dinner, and drowsy. Especially at night, as soon as he closed his eyes, he saw her figure standing in front of him, smiling at him, making him wander, and he couldn't help but take her into his arms to relieve his lovesickness and seek a phoenix......

He was ashamed to tell his mother that he had endured a heavy psychological burden, and in a few days, he was strong, but he was only described as thin, withered, lying on the bed, and unable to get up. The old lady sought medical advice for her son and treated her son, but there was no improvement, and the more he was treated, the worse he became. The doctor said that he was suffering from lovesickness, and that his heart disease still needed to be healed, otherwise, he would be terminally ill and difficult to treat, so he should prepare for his future.

The old lady saw that her son was dying and his life was in danger, she was not worried about the day, she mourned his misfortune, was angry with him, and cried and said: "My infatuated son, why can't you think so much, just fall in love with the girl of the Wang family? You think that the threshold of others is so high, how dare the old lady ask others to ......?"

Wang Xiao opened his misty eyes and said sadly: "Mother, don't be sad anymore, this is the creation of my and her previous life, and the evil fate of this life, no one can stop it, even if I and her can't become a husband and wife in the yang world, in the underworld, I also want her to be my wife."

"Poor mother, I want people to have children to guard against the old, I didn't expect the mother bamboo basket to fetch water for an empty time, painting cakes to fill hunger and joy, white hair sadness, there is no old and young in front of the king of Hades, forcing the child to leave the mother to sign up, the child should take care of the mother, and then don't shed tears and let go of the sorrow, resentment and anger scolded the child for not being filial, leaving the old lady bitter, if the next life falls in the world, and then do the old lady moth, in order to repay the mother's parenting, today farewell to the old lady, thank the old lady for sending a ride!"

People can't be resurrected after death, the old lady endured sorrow and tears, hastily took care of her son's funeral, let the neighbor buy a coffin box, and bury her son. Along the way, everyone saw the tragic situation of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man, and they all cried.

The mourners were sad and sad to walk through Ruixia living in the embroidery downstairs, at this time Ruixia girl sat in the embroidery building, was restless, depressed, suddenly heard the sad cry downstairs, hurriedly opened the window to look, saw a weak and gray-haired mother-in-law crying, the heart suddenly felt pity, I don't know whose family had such a disaster.

Yahuan told the girl that the deceased was Wang Xiao, who sold tofu, and she heard rumors that she died for you. Miss Ruilian was shocked for a while, and asked herself, did I hurt him......?

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