Mountains and forests outside the city, green tile attics.

Emperor Que and Little Brother Pavilion sat opposite each other and drank tea.

The little brother talked about the past, and the emperor was fascinated by it.

At least, superficially engrossed.

What does he not know about the affairs of the world?

The story of the red woman in the little brother's mouth, he has also experienced them one by one in the secret world that belongs to him.

It is precisely because he knows everything that he deliberately pretends not to know.

So at this moment, he said what the little brother wanted to hear the most: "This woman in a red dress is Yan Ruyu hidden in the deep boudoir of your attic?"

The little brother shook his head with a smile: "You continue to listen to me." ”

So, he told the story about the scarlet woman:

There is a young lady in the Gao family, who is twenty-eight years old and likes red and white yarn.

Described as beautiful, gentle and elegant.

The girl has bright eyes and bright teeth, but she is not a person who loves to laugh, and she is often locked with a deep brow.

If I have to say why, I can't go into details.

Although she is the daughter of the side room, she has never suffered from cold eyes and negligence. Although his father Meng Lang never left the slightest care, his mother was kind and more careful.

The girl can be regarded as a flower, and it is even more rare to have poetry and books in her belly, and her parents are not forced to marry, no matter what, she can be regarded as having a happy green years.

However, she was not happy.

"I want to dream. She came to the little brother's shop in the warm spring sun.

The little brother didn't raise his head, still pushing the mill in his hand, and replied, "You have come to the right place." ”

The girl said: "I heard that you are skilled in different arts, and you can make people dream of what they want to do." ”

The little brother said, "What kind of dream do you want to have?"

The girl said, "I want to experience death." ”

The little brother's hand paused for a moment, looked up at the girl, and said to her with a cheap and bright smile peculiar to a businessman, "Yes." ”

Although she didn't ask, the girl replied, "Because the world is not worth it." ”

The moment the little brother lowered his head, he showed an unconcealable disgust, and it was fleeting: "How do you want to die." ”

The girl said: "It doesn't matter, just die." ”

The little brother opened a bamboo curtain and stretched out his hand to ask: "Good luck today, there is a guest who has not arrived for some reason, and I think this is your fate." ”

The girl said: "It's not an honor to have a fate with death." ”

The little brother no longer speaks, he has met many people, many people who are drunk and dreaming of death. Most of them he didn't like, but none of them disgusted him so much as this woman.

The girl lay down on the bamboo chair and closed her eyes as if she were dead.

The little brother looked at this beautiful face that should have been cardamom like a flower, but now he was sleeping with anger and twilight, and thought to himself, if it was really dead, it was still good-looking.

The incense burner dripped medicine, and the incense lit up green smoke, lingering around the woman's pillow.

The girl fell asleep, and the little brother fell asleep.

When he saw her for the first time today, he had no plan in his heart about how she would die in her dreams. So I opened the curtain in my dream and went to the bottom of her heart to see what made her so depressed, at the age of sixteen or seventeen, every word could not be separated from the word dead.

So, a long street, a banquet, flowers before the moon, lakes and mountains. He peeked into a corner, then stopped and looked no more.

He knows that life is rough and bumpy, and everyone in the world is miserable. He was ready to face the torment of the girl, but in the end, it was just a ruined flower.

His so-called despair, he didn't understand, he didn't understand, and he refused to understand. He was proficient in pharmacology, and he had heard of a rare disease called "depression", and even though he knew that this woman was terminally ill, he could not show the slightest pity.

In her dream, after watching the scene where she beat her close friend to death with a wooden stick, the little brother withdrew from the dream. He knew that she had a knot, but he didn't want to untie it for her.

For those who suffer from "depression", the connivance or meanness of outsiders will only aggravate her condition, and what she needs is to let herself go.

But since she begged for death, the little brother was happy to allow her to die.

The girl in the dream doesn't know the spring and summer, and the red dress and light veil fade off and replace it with a coarse linen. The face was young and tender, and after frowning, it eventually turned into a dry crack.

It was like a spring breeze blowing, and the girl who was like a flower became a middle-aged peasant woman.

A pair of white greasy hands that are not stained with spring water have stumbled calluses, and their skin has become dark.

She raised her head to wipe the beads of sweat from her forehead, squinted at the scorching sun, cursed "ghost God", and continued to plow her head.

Planting seedlings in March and wheat in October, whether it is rice or wheat, it is a good grain sown in the cool season, but in the hot summer, she cultivates melons and fruits that can only be enjoyed by wealthy families.

This acre of land seemed to her to be far away, already soaked with sweat, and it seemed that she was going to fall to the ground in the next moment. She subconsciously glanced back, and in despair found that there was a ridge behind her. She hadn't started her cultivation today, and she felt like she couldn't get through it.

She began to remember why she was still turning over the soil and planting seeds in such a season. The surrounding fields are full of rice that is about to ripen. In such scorching weather, the sister-in-law in the village should hide in the shade of a tree, drinking well water and gossiping.

After thinking about it for a long time, she remembered that it turned out that the young lady of the landlord's family wanted to eat melons in the autumn, so she ordered her to plant them in the summer.

So she scolded angrily in her heart, how this young lady doesn't know what to do. I don't eat the melons when they are ripe in July, and I have to wait until the autumn to eat those crooked melons that are not ripe.

Thinking that the young lady was so unreasonable and rude, her temper also increased. I threw away the farm tools and found a dense shade, and I was still proud in my heart, saying that I was floating and idle.

I don't know if I fell asleep or didn't sleep, but suddenly there was a hot pain on my face, which was hotter than the weather.

She opened her eyes angrily, although it was a face that she couldn't see clearly, she knew that this was her own man.

The man pointed to the field and scolded angrily, but she couldn't listen to the vulgar words, but just covered her face and said aggrievedly: "You dare to yell at me?

The man laughed angrily at her reaction, slapped her in the face with his backhand, and roared angrily, "I'm going to beat you today." The lazy woman doesn't work, and the Gao family has no melons to eat in the autumn, so how can our family of five or six survive the winter if she takes back the land?"

She was slapped twice, stared blankly at the vague and familiar figure in front of her, and after a long time, turned around and fell to the ground crying.

She remembered that every time she cried, he would come to admit his mistake and gently coax himself.

It will be the same this time.

Instead of a gentle hug and a whispered apology biting her ear, she was waiting for a sharp pain in her buttocks, which seemed to break her tailbone.

She looked back in disbelief, only to see the man kicking at her, still swearing, not at all what she remembered.

She felt aggrieved and painful, and said: "Isn't it just that I haven't planted for a day? I will plant tomorrow, what will happen if I am a day late?" Is Miss Gao sick or not, melons are ripe in summer, she prefers to eat melons in autumn, she has the ability to grow them herself." If she has to embarrass our family, I'll go to her and reason!"

She quibbled and cried, and when she saw that the man was indifferent, she still added her fists and feet, and said without thinking: "You kill me! I shouldn't live, everything I do is wrong and you are not satisfied, you kill me! I don't want to live anyway!"

These words came out, she felt very reasonable, she was really wronged, for those unreasonable demands, not only had to farm in dog days, but also to be beaten.

But these words did not change for understanding, it may be her husband's man, seeing that she was lazy and stealing, he picked up a firewood knife and approached, and said angrily: "Wow, you are really capable, and you have to go to Miss Gao to theorize." Lao Tzu has an old mother and a child, you have to force Lao Tzu to die, Lao Tzu will die with you today!"