Chapter 29: Tears in the Pearl (6)

"How far are we? Are we lost?"

A ray of sunlight shone through the treetops of the dense forest on Han Linyuan's eyes, Han Linyuan covered it with his hand, and looked at the road ahead - the dense forest that could not be seen at a glance, it was difficult to distinguish the direction.

"Don't stop and rest!, I've been walking for almost two hours. Liang Zhen'er looked at her grandmother with a tired face, coughed occasionally, took out a water bag, and sent it to Liang Xiaoyun.

Out of Qianxingzhuang, take a boat from Qingxipu, enter the boundary of Chizhou, go out of the city, and go south, since yesterday it has been a wilderness, even Han Linyuan is not sure whether it is still in the boundary of Chizhou.

It was almost noon, and the sun was at its highest. Liang Xiaoyun's complexion became even worse, not only did she look solemn, but her original condition gradually deteriorated after many days of traveling, her cough became more and more serious, and she occasionally wheezed badly.

Liang Zhen'er took out the second water bag, held it in her hand, the weight was not heavy, she didn't drink a sip, she handed it to Han Linyuan directly, and then took out the dry food from the bag and handed it to her grandmother.

Originally, she was annoyed with her grandmother's means, but she really couldn't think of why she wanted to do this, did she really want to use herself to avenge her brother and nephew? Seeing that Liang Xiaoyun ran out of oil and the lamp dried up, and remembered the kindness of raising herself for more than ten years, this anger was still suppressed.

Han Linyuan stretched out his hand to his ear, and gestured to make Yinglan'er silent: "Listen, there is the sound of water in front." It seems to be a river, I'll go get some more water. ”

As soon as he was about to make a move, Liang Xiaoyun coughed twice: "Don't go! It's almost there!"

The three of them took a short rest, and walked a short distance, and before they left the forest, they had just passed a corner, and the scenery in front of them suddenly opened up.

Han Linyuan realized that he was halfway up the mountain, and in front of him was a canyon between two mountains, a huge and towering cliff, a hundred zhang high, and four waterfalls flowed down from the top, one large and three small, not along the mountain rocks, but separated from the mountain wall, hanging in the air, scattered by the wind, raising a mist in the sky, like a bead curtain.

The mist is far away, and it is applied to the face, and the cool mountain spring is refreshing. The water of the four waterfalls converges into a small pool. Under the sun, a rainbow floats above the pond, and the color is extraordinarily beautiful.

"Wow! Han Linyuan was relaxed and happy, and said:

"The dragon's beard is red with rain, and the golden light and jade are swaying.

The snow is clear and the shark falls on the knife ruler, and the big beads and small beads float with the wind. ”

Liang Zhen'er also knows poetry, and as soon as Han Linyuan finished speaking, she was surprised: "The export is a chapter, this poem is not bad." ”

"It's not my ......" Han Linyuan said halfway through, and smiled: "It's nothing, it's just a feeling." ”

Han Linyuan still wanted to enjoy it for a while halfway up the mountain, but Liang Xiaoyun had already taken the lead in going down the mountain, his face was even more solemn, and without saying a word, Liang Zhen'er hurriedly followed.

When I arrived at the edge of the pool, I found that this small pool was much bigger than when I looked at it halfway up the mountain, and the sound of the torrent of the waterfall was deafening. Just standing at the edge of the pool, the clothes on his body were almost all wet with moisture.

On one side of the waterfall, there is a courtyard in the distance, perched on top of a huge mountain rock.

Walking towards the courtyard, the first thing you saw was several vegetable garden nurseries, surrounded by wooden fences. The fence seems to have been taken care of in recent years, so it is not particularly decaying, but the yard has been completely occupied by weeds. In one of the nurseries, there is also a log cabin, I don't know if it is a dog or a chicken or duck. Opposite the vegetable garden nursery is a row of fruit trees, of many kinds, each of which has a few of them, the largest being a pear tree, on the thickest branches, with a swing.

Liang Xiaoyun touched the trunk of the pear tree and sat quietly on the board of the swing, not swinging, just leaning on the hemp rope shallowly.

But Liang Zhen'er saw it, looking at the trunk of the pear tree, there was actually an inscription.

A row on it reads: "Xie Han is a fool." ”

The row below reads: "Xiaoyun is a smart guy." ”

After that, there was a row of words, but it was crossed out.

At the end of the courtyard, five houses were scattered along the stone hillsβ€”the materials of the houses in this barren wilderness were of the finest bricks and tiles.

Liang Xiaoyun looked up at the stone tablet outside the room, and his expression was a little moved. The color on the stele has almost faded, and it is not difficult to recognize from the outline of the carving that it reads - "Half Grass Stream".

"Half-grassy stream. It turned out to be here...... Is this where my grandmother used to live? Is this where my teacher is?"

Liang Xiaoyun didn't pay attention to Liang Zhen'er's words, she looked sad, the moisture by the waterhole was heavy, and she couldn't stop coughing. Looking at the vines on the stone tablet, she just reached out to grab it, and the blood in her mind surged, and suddenly her eyes turned black and she fell down.

Liang Zhen'er hurriedly went to help. Liang Xiaoyun calmed down, and then said that he was fine. She stroked the stele, tears rolled in her eyes, and said for a long time: "Zhen'er, you go get some water and wait for me in the front room." ”

He said to Han Linyuan again: "You...... Don't stand here stupidly and pack up the two rooms. Going to stay here tonight. ”

In the blue brick room, the tables, chairs, benches, teacups and lamps are also complete, but they are only stained with a light layer of ash, and it seems that someone comes to clean them a little every year.

"Get my medicine out. One more pill today. Liang Xiaoyun sat on the stool, touched the tabletop, and stroked the candlestick, as if everything here was exactly the same as she remembered, and it had never changed.

"I just changed it two days ago, counting the days, it's not yet time to change the dressing. This thing is poisonous. Grandma, can you change it or not. "Since Yuruizhuang came out, even Liang Zhen'er felt that her grandmother's body was not as good as before, and she hurt her spirit today, and she was even weaker to speak.

"It doesn't matter. My grandmother went to see two old people, and she didn't want them to see me like this. After speaking, he stroked the red scar on his face.

Liang Zhen'er persuaded again and again, but she couldn't resist Liang Xiaoyun, so she could only help replace the medicine.

As before, all the scars were scraped off and the powder was applied. After a quarter of an hour, the cotton yarn stained with the powder was removed and washed with water.

Liang Xiaoyun sat up again, looked at herself in the bronze mirror, gently stroked her cheek, she slowly showed a smile that she had never had, and even her eyes became kind.

"It's still the same as it was back then, it hasn't changed at all ....... As she spoke, she glanced at the back of her wrinkled hand and shook her head, "You can help grandma put her hair back in the way." ”

"Oh!" Liang Zhen'er replied with a snort, and then heard Liang Xiaoyun ask, "Do you still have rouge...... What about lipstick...... There should be more, right?"

"There are ......" Liang Zhen'er nodded stunned, a little confused, her grandmother, who has always lived in seclusion, seems to be a different person today.

"Help my grandmother clean up beautifully, want the most fashionable bun, he likes the way my hair is coiled, rouge should be thinner, he doesn't like heavy makeup...... It's best to have a red dot on the center of the eyebrow, and the first time I saw him, there was a red dot on the center of the eyebrow......"

Liang Xiaoyun laughed while talking, laughing and laughing, and tears couldn't stop flowing. The memories that have been sealed for thirty or forty years all come to mind in an instant.

She coughed incessantly and inadvertently covered her mouth with her hand. When I looked closely, the palm of my hand was a smear of blood.

"Grandma'......"

Liang Xiaoyun shook his head: "It's okay, you can dress up for grandma...... Certain...... Be nicely combed. ”

Han Linyuan waited quietly at the door, and after a long time, the door was gently pushed open, but the person who went out made him almost unrecognizable.

Liang Xiaoyun not only painted fine makeup, combed her hair in a bun, but also changed her clothes into the red gauze dress that Liang Zhen'er wore before-it was Zhen'er's favorite, the dress that Han Linyuan on Yurui Island wore when she first saw her.

What's more, even her eccentric temperament has changed, and suddenly makes people feel stable and dignified. With this beautiful ageless face, no one will doubt that she is Zhen'er's sister or the young lady of the rich and noble family in Chang'an.

"You go find some firewood, don't come with you......," Liang Xiaoyun ordered Han Linyuan.

Han Linyuan nodded, watching the shadows of the two of them walk farther and farther along the courtyard.

Zhen'er helped her grandmother, until she reached the bottom of the cliff, only to find that halfway up the mountainside, a cliff stone road was dug out, and it was sunken in the mountain wall, two people wide, one person high, from the foot of the mountain, diagonally extending up to the top of the mountain, passing through the back of the four waterfalls.

Liang Xiaoyun is not in good health and walks very slowly. The mountain road is wet all year round, and Liang Zhen'er doesn't dare to slack off at all, for fear that Liang Xiaoyun will fall here.

Halfway through the journey, I arrived at the back of the largest waterfall, and the mountain road in front of me suddenly became open, and a platform half a foot square.

On the stone wall of the platform, there are three carved figures, different shapes, under the erosion of water vapor accumulated over the years, the edges and corners have become rounded, and the appearance is difficult to distinguish.

As if out of habit, Liang Xiaoyun simply bowed: "This is the idol of the Three Emperor Patriarchs, and it is the idol of the god that was revered in the Shennong Valley in the past." Two hundred years ago, after the separation of Shennong Valley, the patriarch moved here and built a half-grass stream. ”

Just a simple salute, the two did not stay long, all the way to the top of the mountain, is a more lush forest.

Looking far away, the entire valley is in full view, and the cool breeze whistling by, making people particularly sober.

Zhen'er was feeling open-minded, but when she turned around, she was so frightened that she couldn't possess her body and shivered.

In the distance, more than forty tombs, lined up in three rows, stood in the middle of the forest.

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On the first day of the update, it didn't feel very good, so I could only write so much first. Tomorrow I will continue to write about Han Linyuan's branch.

It's been a three-week break, and I'm very embarrassed. Recently, I have been under a lot of pressure, and I have become very negative, and on the second day of the closure of New Zealand, I started to have a low-grade fever, although it felt like a common cold, but I was still a little scared. It was more than a week of tossing back and forth, sometimes good and sometimes bad, until last weekend when it was completely better.

said that it was less than 100,000 words in March, shaved his head, and sent photos. But now that the epidemic is serious, the barbershop is not open, and when the epidemic is over, I will definitely make up for it.

Thank you to the readers who have subscribed and left me a message during this time. In April, wish I had a little more update.