Twilight.

The sunset is fiery red.

The moon is hidden in the western sky.

Donglin Temple, Sanhui Temple.

Zhao Qingxiu gently pushed open the courtyard door and walked into the quiet courtyard.

Sun Lao Wei walked out of the ward, yawning, and his white hair was quite messy.

"Girl, why did you come, where is the rice? Starve to death, is there any meat? Come on wine, come on wine! You have to be full and well-managed, so that you don't have to work hard for a day in vain, and help this kid digest the tortoiseshell Tianniu. ”

"Uh-huh." Zhao Qingxiu obediently held a food box and handed it over.

In the courtyard, Sun Lao Wei took the box with joy, picked open the cracks, sniffed the aroma of wine and rice, walked away satisfied, and let go of the room behind him.

Zhao Qingxiu stretched out her hand and opened her mouth, but stopped talking.

Sun Lao Wei waved his hand, impatiently driving away:

"Go and go, when he wakes up, the food is cold, the effect of the medicine is too strong, and he has to digest it for a while, and then throw two steamed buns on the side of the bed, and give him to get up in the middle of the night to gnaw on it."

"Hey, dumb girl, your craftsmanship is really fragrant, it's just a little spicy, the poor Taoist is experienced, your hometown food, you can't order it if it's slightly spicy, these two words are more deceiving than the Taoist priests in the rivers and lakes."

"Hey, that's not right." Sun Laowei, whose attention was all on the food box, reacted, and muttered back:

"Why are you bringing him food, aren't you afraid of being tasted by him and guessing that it's you? How will you get there then?

"No, no, no, these dishes are poor and have to eat them all, and you can't keep him."

The crane Qiu Lao Dao embraced the food and wine, and was awe-inspiring.

The delicate and dumb woman bowed her head, her little hand shrunk in Wu's skirt, and habitually pinched her cuffs.

Standing in the dusk and sunset in the courtyard, she brushed the green silk hanging from her ears with her fingertips.

"You want to see for yourself how he wakes up? Do you not believe in poor medical skills or what? ”

Old Monster Sun pouted:

"No, even if he pretends to be a cook, he has seen the two of us in the dungeon, and he must be suspicious."

He imitated in a strange voice: "A little mute who no one wants in a sad field sanatorium, how can he make a dish of my hometown, strange, really strange, isn't it my dumb lady?" ”

I caught a glimpse of the mute girl in the center of the courtyard suddenly squatting down and hugging her knees, and her small body trembled.

Old Monster Sun immediately stopped his mouth and waved his hand to the ward behind him:

"Alright, you can go inside."

Under the sunset, the old Taoist priest held the food box in one hand, lifted the wine jug in the other, raised his head and opened his mouth, and caught the trickle of wine.

He smashed his mouth, walked away alone, and disappeared at the gate of the courtyard.

There was an old Taoist priest's voice faintly transmitted into the courtyard, which was meaningful:

"Dumb girl, take a good look at him while it's still dark.

"Well, one last look."

The venomous old man Sun left, and the Sanhui courtyard returned to tranquility again.

The dumb woman stood up silently.

Walking to the wellhead, he picked up a bucket of cold water, lowered his head and scrubbed his hands soaked in vegetable oil.

The wipe is clean.

"Squeak", the sound of pushing the door sounded in the house in the twilight sunset.

Zhao Qingxiu stepped on the drunken sunset and stopped in the hospital bed of a short-haired and handsome young man.

Glance back inside the room.

Empty.

In front of the bed, two people, one lying and one sitting.

The dumb girl said a soft "ah" in her mouth, and her fingers slowly stroked Ouyang Rong's thin and resolute face.

The movements were gentle, as if he was afraid of waking him up from a deep dream.

Only she and Tanlang are left.

Zhao Qingxiu suddenly remembered.

When they first met Tan Lang, they also met like this:

Quiet dusk, empty room, sickbed full of medicinal smell,

And he was unconscious......

At that time, her family was one of the poorest families in the village, and the only broad relative in the elders' mouths was the cousin who married into the Ouyang family.

The Ouyang family is a large family in the village and town, and there are many clansmen, and there are scholars who have achieved fame in each generation.

The cousin is actually not doing well in the Ouyang family, she is young and widowed, taking care of her only son, and Tan Lang is frail and sickly.

However, the Ouyang family, as a poor family, cultivates and inherits the family, and the clan has designated fertile land, which is specially produced for Tan Lang and other children to study, and also helps the widows in the clan.

The life of my cousin's family is still much, much better than her family, and it is decent.

Zhao Qingxiu has known since he can remember, that he is a money-loser in the mouth of his father and mother, and then he has a high fever, and after opening his eyes, he can only open his mouth and say "ahhhhhh

Zhao Qingxiu still remembers that in that small simple thatched house, the atmosphere of silence and depression all year round, the dining table where a family of three ate quietly and sounded the sound of 'squeak'.

I remember the back of Father Mune sitting on the threshold, smoking a dry pipe.

I remember that every time my father and mother looked at her, they always looked at her with a sad brow and a hidden heart.

I remember their occasional quarrels, crockpots and wooden shelves smashed on the ground, etc., etc.

No matter how hard she worked to embroider the female red and subsidize the family, her little face was hopeful and she looked up, but she still didn't see her father and mother showing her face.

Until that day, Zhao Qingxiu will never forget that day in her life.

Father's dry and wrinkled face finally bloomed with a smile and rubbed her crooked little head.

The cloth she knitted that day was not exchanged for rice, but was cut into a new dress by her mother.

The mute girl replaced the rags, put on new clothes, and was sent to a high-walled compound.

Outside the house, there was the chatting of a father and mother with a flattering face and a frowning Aunt Zhao.

Forgotten in the outhouse, she was also the same as today, alone and walked into the inner room filled with the fragrance of medicine.

I saw him sleeping on the sickbed.

The sunset at dusk shines obliquely on the side face, as if covered with a layer of golden light, clean, peaceful and beautiful.

Zhao Qingxiu fell in love with Tan Lang since she first saw him.

I don't know why.

The faces of my father and mother, who should have been remembered clearly, have long been forgotten, but the glance in front of the sickbed that day has been remembered for many, many years.

Later, there was no accident, Zhao Qingxiu became Ouyang's child daughter-in-law.

She didn't blame her father and mother for 'selling' her, on the contrary, she was very happy for her father and mother at that time, and she was finally not a money-loser who ate rice for nothing.

At the same time, in front of Aunt Zhao and Zhen, the mute girl Zhao Qingxiu couldn't help but bow her head, feeling inferior and guilty, and felt unworthy of Tan Lang.

Her Tan Lang is a reading lang that makes her extremely admired and envious.

Zhao Qingxiu is very content, and cherishes the little husband in front of him, even if he often coughs on the sickbed, wakes up and faints.

She quietly stayed by the sickbed, smiled and embroidered, and silently accompanied him.

Zhao Qingxiu will never forget the quiet and beautiful days before the sickbed.

Later, Tan Lang woke up from time to time and found that she was mute, and he didn't dislike her.

When she was awake, she took the "Book of Songs" and began to support her body and teach her to write.

Three hundred and seven words.

Zhao Qingxiu clearly remembered that until the white ape appeared by the window, Tan Lang taught her a total of three hundred and seven words.

From the first word, which is also her surname, the word "Zhao".

To the last word, the word "Qing" in "There is a beautiful person, graceful as Qingyang".

As for later, the active white ape appeared, causing a misunderstanding between her mother-in-law Zhao and her aunt Zhen, and the story of her being kicked out of the house, Zhao Qingxiu and Ye Weilai told it in detail.

After being picked up and brought back to Yunmeng Jianze by the master who "happened" to pass by, for countless days and nights, Zhao Qingxiu also looked back and fantasized again and again.

If Tan Lang hadn't been seriously ill and in a coma at that time, she tried to use the only 300 words she had to explain the truth about the white ape's stabbing to Tan Lang, maybe she wouldn't have been kicked out of the house by her mother-in-law and aunt.

But after thinking about it, such a bizarre thing, maybe even if it is explained, Tan Lang and his mother-in-law and aunts will find it hard to believe.

In other words, even if she saw the white ape with her own eyes and believed it, she sat upright in the deep room, quiet as a virgin, but attracted an active white ape to stab the little husband.

It may be a bad omen in the eyes of the conservative and closed-minded countryside, so it may be a pig cage to greet her......

In the words of the master later: This is all fate.

Zhao Qingxiu sometimes believes in fate, and sometimes he doesn't want to believe in fate.

The people of the rivers and lakes are boasting, the more virgin inherits the mythical spirituality, is born to know it, fights with the agile white ape, awakens the peerless swordsmanship, is natural, and the crown is the best in the world.

But only Zhao Qingxiu himself knew that when the white ape sneaked into the house, it seemed that in order to attract the attention of the mute girl who was Jingruo, he grabbed the embroidery needle and stubbornly stabbed Tan Lang.

Zhao Qingxiu, who was timid and cowardly, could bravely pick up the embroidery needle and stab at the white ape.

She is only for her husband Jun Tanlang, not for the peerless swordsmanship.

That's what it is...... Life?

The same is true now, when he found Tan Lang twice in Dragon City, he was seriously injured and unconscious.

In front of the sickbed, the slanting sunset gradually retracted and disappeared, and before I knew it, the vision in the house was dim.

Zhao Qingxiu bent down closer, carefully looked at his sleeping face, and gently stroked the four fingers of his right palm.

Before it was dark, she had to remember his face.

Because soon, it will be dark for her.

After a while, the infatuated mute girl slowly lowered her eyes, retracted her gaze, turned around and walked to the table, and put all the handwriting and transcripts in her sleeves when she communicated with Senior Sister, Xie Lingjiang and others these days.

Among the various words on these papers, there are also the three hundred and seven words that she has rolled melons into.

It was written by Zhao Qingxiu in a daze when she was alone at the head of Tanlang's bed late at night.

I want him to see what she learned.

Zhao Qingxiu's gaze fell on the last word "Qing" on the paper in his hand.

The three words "Zhao Qingxiu" are the names she took after returning to Yunmeng Jianze with her master.

Previously, they had been calling her "Embroidery Girl".

On that day, he said goodbye to Tan Lang and stayed away from his hometown where he had lived for more than ten years, and Shizun turned his head and asked his name.

Sitting on the muddy floor, she used her index finger to write the word "Qing" on the muddy floor beside her.

Since then, there has been one less child daughter-in-law named Xiuniang in the world, and one more virgin Zhao Qingxiu.

Zhao Qingxiu's story is simple.

Her relationship with Tanlang is also simple.

It's so simple that there is only one Tan Lang in her heart.

Wipe out all traces she left in the house.

Zhao Qingxiu turned around slowly.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem——!"

At this moment, a violent cough came from the direction of the bed.

Zhao Qingxiu's delicate body stiffened, and she was busy hiding in the shadows.

But in an instant, as someone's cough on the sickbed increased, she bit her lip nervously in the shadows, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Approaching the head of the bed again, seeing Ouyang Rong's painful expression, Zhao Qingxiu's little face was stunned at first, and then panicked.

"Water...... Water...... Water ......"

The good news was that the sick boy was finally weak to speak, and the bad news was that his face was flushed, his eyes were closed, and he gritted his teeth and tore at the collar of his shirt, as if he was unbearably hot.

"Ahh Zhao Qingxiu was in a hurry.

She first flashed to the table and poured a cup of herbal tea to feed Ouyang Rong.

Seeing that its abnormally hot state still showed no signs of alleviation, the dumb girl hurriedly ran out of the door and brought in an old Taoist priest who swallowed wine and wiped his mouth.

"What the hell is so urgent? You make it clear...... Forget it, it's hard to get along with a dumb person with you. ”

Sun Laowei sighed, clasped his hands in his sleeves, and entered the door calmly.

Walking leisurely, he first glanced at Ouyang Rong who was strange on the sickbed, and then immediately switched to a frowning and serious expression, and gasped in his mouth:

"Not good!

"Dumb girl, it may be that the medicinal properties of the tortoiseshell beetle are too strong, or it may be that in the prepared recipe, the blood saffron and salvia are hedged, which hooks the vigorous qi and blood of the Guan Yuan acupoint under the abdomen."

"Huh?"

"Anyway, it's not good right now."

"Ahh

"What to do, you ask? Well, it's not easy to say it's easy to do, and it's not difficult to say it's difficult to do.

"In short, this son's qi and blood are hot and dry now, and the yang qi in his body is too heavy, so he needs to be reconciled with the virgin yin qi."

Sun Laowei's face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he said seriously:

"I almost forgot, this kid lacked spiritual qi before, but the qi and blood in his body have been vigorous and unabated, and now he was accidentally aroused by the heavenly thunder...... What a sin. ”

He looked left and right, spread his hands, and sighed emptyly: "Poor Dao is a Taoist doctor, not an old bustard, where to find a place for him at night?" What's more, one more deal has to be added to the money. ”

Zhao Qingxiu, who was originally full of anxiety, opened her pink lips slightly after hearing this.

At this moment, she noticed that some unscrupulous doctor next to her was looking at her as if he was looking at her.

Her cheeks were hot.

But I turned my head to see the hot young man who was twisting his clothes.

Zhao Qingxiu was at a loss again.

Old Sun looked away casually and sighed:

"Hey, you Yue Nu seems to have a rule that you can't marry for life, otherwise you will be punished, forget it, the rules are the biggest, if you don't vent his anger for him, it will be cold, then ......

"Poor Dao should go and call the handsome female Confucian surnamed Xie, she seems to care about this kid, and she is perfect, she is probably willing to grit her teeth and suffer a big loss."

Old Monster Sun turned his head and was about to leave, but as soon as he took a step, his sleeve was tightly grasped by a small hand with only four fingers.

"Uh, dumb girl, what are you doing here? Let it go, it's too late. ”

She shook her head vigorously and refused to let go.

Sun Laowei pressed the corners of his mouth and frowned in thought: "Then ......what do you mean?"

The mute girl's clear eyes reflect the young man on the sickbed.

For a moment, I thought about the beauty of adulthood, but my heart was inexplicably empty, as if I was going to completely lose everything.

This is...... Her tanlang.

Sun Lao Wei nodded, and said to himself:

"Oh, I see, here you come...... You young people, you really can't let go of your face. ”

Zhao Qingxiu's pretty face was "brushed" red, and she was so ashamed that she couldn't wait to find a hole to get into, and never came out again.

But Crane Qiu Lao has already made a decision for her:

"Just because you're not allowed to marry for the rest of your life doesn't mean you can't lose your life, right?

"It's quite flexible, okay, then I'll prescribe some medicine for you, cover up a thing or two, don't let your senior sister know, fortunately, there is a gynecological saint here."

"Okay, go and guard outside, stay away, you think about how to save him here."

Old Monster Sun went out.

Zhao Qingxiu burned her face and buried her chest, quickly closed the door of the courtyard gate, took off the back sword, stood in front of the door, and set up a guard.

She turned around, and there were only two people left in the room.

Looking at the familiar empty and quiet room, the familiar Tanlang's sickbed,

Zhao Qingxiu's little face suddenly regained some calm.

There was relief in her eyes, but she was also shy, and she was even more happy.

It's fate.

This world-famous Yue virgin, whose collarbones are surprisingly thin and beautiful, only need to untie the girdle and shrink his shoulders slightly, and a pair of Wu skirts will slip off completely, as if peeling off a lychee.

In the middle of nowhere, there is a scene in the inner room that is even more beautiful than the white moonlight.

Nothing will be done, only clumsy groping, and the scenery will become more and more shy.

……

Old Monster Sun walked out of the house and stayed away from Sanhui Courtyard.

Shake your head while drinking:

"This stupid girl, since she likes him so much, don't do anything.

"Gotta get something.

"Poor Dao is also considered the beauty of adults, hey, no, how do you feel that this kind of thing, women lose some, and dumb girls are going to suffer again?"

The old Taoist priest immediately shook his head and muttered:

"That's not right, aren't you kid a righteous gentleman, a righteous gentleman who is also famous all over the world? Hypocrisy! Don't want to be alone, what kind of gentleman's archway.

"Hey, every time you slaughter more dogs, you are more readers."

……

I don't know how long it has been.

On a hospital bed.

The young county ordered to close his eyes and sleep peacefully.

The dumb girl is clumsy, with tooth marks on her thin neck, and her small face is dazed, as if she is wandering out of the world.

"Hmm...... Babbling ......"

The mute woman covered her neck with her hands, and her vision was focused on the white wall in front of her.

The wall is empty, she is full, the wall is hard, she is soft, the wall is white, but she is pink, the reflection in her eyes goes up and down, the wall is moving.

She smiled.

In this moment, she finally had everything he had.

Well, the picture I've been trying to depict has been written, just for this bowl of vinegar, a meal of dumplings...... (Hold your head)

(End of chapter)