"Who are you and why are you in my garden?" he asked.
The woman turned her head from the swing to look at him, startled.
Yan Liang remained silent, silently staring at her skirt and shoes.
"Miss!" The girl next to her was shocked when she saw Yanliang's appearance.
There are two identical people in the world, a man and a woman.
My young lady has a red mole under her eye, and this man actually has the same red mole.
It's like two people looking into a mirror.
Yan Liang looked at the girl doubtfully, "Who are you?"
The woman hurriedly said, "Shuangying."
He ran away with the maid. Yan Liang followed the girl's back with his eyes and saw with his own eyes that she and the maid got through a small hole and escaped from the garden. As he ran, he said, "It's all your fault. If you hadn't encouraged me, I How could he be so disrespectful and run into someone else's garden and run into the owner? I'm really ashamed.
The maid retorted. In this case, the lady also told him her name
By late August, Jingci'an in Yuhua City became bustling. Every year when the sweet-scented osmanthus blooms, tourists come like ants. The young men and women who come here wear veils and hang red strings under the marriage tree outside Jingci'an.
Yan Liang was called out by his mother. Everyone went to the marriage tree outside the nunnery, but he went to the empty nunnery.
When he arrived at the nunnery, a sister-in-law came up to greet him and called the benefactor.
He took some sesame oil money and wandered around the nunnery. There were five sweet-scented osmanthus trees in front of the Buddhist temple. The branches and leaves on them covered the sky a lot. There were also several secluded monasteries, some red like fire, some yellow like gold, quiet and quiet. The aroma is refreshing.
His mother finally found him in the nunnery, "What are you doing here? Everyone else is looking for marriage, but you are not in a hurry."
Yan Liang didn't have a girl he liked. "If mother is anxious and likes someone from a certain family, just ask someone to come to her door."
Mother curled her lips, "I said some time ago that you said you were not in a hurry, why did you change your mind today?"
"Without it, my mother is too impatient, and I feel anxious too."
It doesn't seem like it's his business.
Mother was asking someone to get the red silk and was about to let Yan Liang hang it up, but Yan Liang's eyes kept following the sedan.
They watched the sedan enter the crowd on Sanshan Street.
He thought for a while, "Does mother know that family?"
Mrs. Zheng glanced at her from a distance and said, "I recognized the person outside the sedan chair. She was the girl in Mrs. Yan's room. Her name is Pingting. She is fourteen years old this year. She used to take care of the old lady's daily life. Now, It seems that the old lady has sent her to take care of Miss Yan."
"Miss Yan's family?" he asked.
Mother smiled, "It's just someone who lives on the same street. Not far from our house is their house. The garden you often go to has been opened up, and not far away is their place."
He whispered, so that's it.
Mrs. Zheng smiled and said, "I just don't know what Miss Yan's family looks like. I heard that she has a strange disease since she was a child. She can't blow the northwest wind. If it blows, she will faint in a moment. Therefore, she never goes out. No one dares to come to propose marriage." not much."
Yan Liang thought of the pleated thousand-butterfly skirt she was wearing, and picked a flower casually, "If mother is looking for a housemate for me, she might as well consider Miss Yan's family."
After saying that, he started to leave.
"Which Miss Yan family?"
"The one who can't see the wind." He said.
After hearing this, Ms. Zheng scolded, "This kid is really fooling around. How can he marry a woman who is destined to be weak?"
He walked quickly and quickly caught up with the sedan. Pingting recognized him and said, "Is this you, sir?"
The person in the sedan asked, "Who is it?"
"That day..." Before she could finish speaking, Yan Liang called out.
"Who is it?" Shuangying slightly opened the curtain.
Yan Liang took the opportunity to hand the flowers in his hand to her in the sedan.
"Is that you?" she asked.
"It's me." After Yan Liang said that, he asked, "If I ask for marriage, will the girl be willing?"
The person in the sedan was startled at first, then smiled and said, "Yes."
"Do you agree?" Everyone laughed together, and there was laughter everywhere in the teahouse.
"You don't know where love begins, but it goes deeper and deeper, that's the truth." said the storyteller.
Bai Xiaosheng asked, "I don't know, Mr. Wen, do you know what love is?"
Ji Liyou looked at him and said jokingly, "People like Master Wen have already seen through the world of mortals. If you ask him what love is, why not ask Master Ying when he will give you credit?"
Bai Xiaosheng blushed, so he stopped asking.
"What happened later, sir, continued." Ji Liyou pushed the tea on Dr. Tea's table to his hand.
Later, the two got married. Mrs. Zheng didn't like her daughter-in-law, especially when she saw that the woman's appearance was the same as Yan Liang's.
How she got pregnant with this child was unknown to outsiders, but Chang Xing knew that although eating a sea monster was ridiculous, it was because of eating the sea monster's body that she had this child, so she was naturally extremely careful.
The Yan family was a sericulture family, and Mrs. Zheng ate countless caterpillars in order to conceive a child. The thought of those wriggling reptiles made her nauseous.
However, Yan Shuangying liked to talk to Yan Liang about interesting things about raising silkworms.
It is better to use natural dew and lime to bathe silkworms than to use salt brine. Spread silkworm paper on bamboo sheets, press the four corners with small stones, and place it on the roof, allowing it to be exposed to frost, snow, wind, rain, thunder and lightning. Beat it and remove it after twelve days. All the ruined silkworms will not come out again after passing through the seed bath, and the rest will be healthy silkworms.
Yan Liang nodded, "You really need to know the tricks of a trade to do it. By doing this, you will save yourself from wasting mulberry leaves on those little guys who don't spin silk."
Sometimes Yan Liang would tell her about how his father used to fish for pearls.
Husband and wife, you speak to me.
But Yan Liang would not ask why she deceived outsiders to be afraid of the wind, and Yan Shuangying would not ask why he gave her flowers and proposed to her on a whim.
Yan Liang also gave her pearls. When he put them on for her, he said to his wife, "Do you know there is a kind of pearl called a loose pearl?"
Yan Shuangying had never heard of it, "What are walking beads, beads that can move?"
He smiled, "That's right."
"what exactly is it?"
"This kind of pearl will roll on its own when placed on a smooth jade plate, so it is called a walking pearl. Legend has it that if one is placed in the mouth of a dead person, the body of the deceased will never rot and will look like a living person."
Not only Yan Shuangying was frightened, but Tingke also asked the storyteller if it was true.
The storyteller smiled, "Who knows?"
continued.
Yan Shuangying asked carefully, "What you put on me are walking beads, right?"
Yan Liang laughed so hard that he couldn't stand up, "How can I afford such a treasure? It's not like anyone can get one if they want it. There is no market for wealth, unless you are destined to get one."
"Husband, you said that pearls are transformed from the essence and blood of clams. What if one day the clam becomes sperm and comes to seek revenge on you?"
Yan Liang asked, "What about you? Aren't you afraid?"
"What am I afraid of?"
"Reeling silk and bathing seeds cost so many lives of silkworms. Aren't your Yan family's hands also 'stained with sin'? Aren't you afraid that the silkworms will turn into spirits and come to you?"
Yan Shuangying's face turned pale after hearing this, "... I'm afraid, I really like silkworms. When I was a child, my mother took me to watch silkworm baths. The silkworm paper should be placed in a well-ventilated room with no fireworks, no oil and water. In winter, Not to mention the snow, my mother said, as soon as the snow shines, the silkworms will be empty. I knew at that time that silkworms are very clean and cannot see the slightest bit of dirt. Husband, do you think I am Ye Gong who likes dragons? I say that I like silkworms. ,actually… "
Yan Liang consoled him, "If you want to eat meat, you have to kill animals. If you want to wear clothes, you have to get silk. There is no need to blame yourself. People who go into the water to get pearls often have a narrow escape. There are many straw mats on the boat. When they encounter a whirlpool in the sea, they will Straw mats are thrown in to keep the people on the boat safe. Tell me, can pearl hunting be cruel? But people have to do it in order to make a living. These are very common things, so don't think too much about it."
After hearing what he said, Yan Shuangying gradually felt relieved.
Yan Liang always gave her a lot of pearls, some of which even glowed at night, illuminating the tiny characters on the books.
Yan Shuangying asked him why he always gave him beads. Yan Liang smiled and said, your skin is particularly suitable for pearls, and pearls are moisturizing. They are not too cold like jade, nor are they tacky like gold and silver.
Sometimes some pearls are thrown away at home, and Yan Shuangying sees that there are many beads with strange colors but too small sizes. She picks up the small beads and wants to wear them into bracelets, and her mother-in-law laughs.
Those little beads are just pearls.
"What is Zhuji?"
"Pearls that come out of a clam shell come from one shell, some are big or small, and the small ones are pearls. They are not valuable. In the past, they could be used as medicine when they were taken to apothecaries. However, these pearls also have a bitter taste when ground. Therefore, Pharmacies don’t want these pearls, there are plenty of beautiful pearls at home, so don’t pick up these worthless ones.”
"Why are they all born from the same shell, but have different fates?" she sighed.
Zheng said, "Isn't this just like humans?"
The storyteller only said this and did not continue.
"Sir, you haven't said why the Chang family came to Jiuyi City." Bai Xiaosheng said.
The storyteller said deliberately, "I don't know this."
Bai Xiaosheng laughed loudly, as if he was waiting for his words, but he didn't know that the storyteller told the truth through his mouth.
Bai Xiaosheng said, "It was the Chang family's wife who escaped from Yuhua City."
"Why is this?" Everyone was puzzled. They had heard from the book writer that the couple was very loving.
Bai Xiaosheng shook his head, "I don't know what the relationship between the couple is like, but I heard that Miss Yan's family... Miss Yan's family once gave birth to a son, who died soon after. After that, Miss Yan's family fell into despair."
That's it. In the evening, everyone in the teahouse left, and the evening guests came again. There was no shortage of guests in the Sanqi Teahouse.
The guest said, "I heard that Mr. Wen told stories today?"
The gentleman in the teahouse has gone upstairs and is nowhere to be seen.
Ji Li said worriedly, "You all came late and have finished speaking. If you are interested the next day, I will go and tell you early."
He was always the one blocking the guests, and the storyteller had a bad temper, so Ji Liyou solved a lot of troubles for him.
Before his father left, the only thing he told him was to take good care of Mr. Wen. His father said that his grandfather also told him the same thing before he died.
Ji Liyou had a hunch that if he had a wife and children in the future, this old monster would not leave Ji's family.
He never talks about being with him for a long time, because he will not grow old, and he is catching up with his outward age. When he reaches the age of the storyteller, the storyteller will still not change.
He will never change.
After all the guests had dispersed and it was getting late, Ji Liyou went upstairs and opened the storyteller's room, "Don't you want something to eat?"
Upon opening it, a woman sat vaguely beside the bed.
Ji Liyou rubbed his eyes, "Why did you become a woman?"
She slowly walked towards the light, with a red mole under her eye.
"Old man Wen, you... no, you're not, who are you?"
The woman said, "Are you Young Master Ji?"
Ji Liyou nodded, "I am Ji Liyou, who is your girl?"
"I am Mr. Wen's..." He stopped mid-sentence.
Ji Liyou's eyes darkened, "Girl, please rest."
He didn't stay long, and he didn't even dare to look at the dark place behind the woman.
Ji Liyou returned to his room, seemingly very tired.
He said from behind the screen, "The water is cold, go and add some hot water for me."
Ji Liyou leaned over and said cheerfully, "Are you taking a bath in my room?"
The man who was soaking in the water didn't want to talk.
Ji Li said sadly, "Do you want me to rub it for you? Let's see if we can make some fairy mud."
A book flew out of the bookshelf and hit him on the forehead, but the corner of the book coincidentally avoided him.
Ji Liyou said, "You've knocked out your brain. I'm going to fetch water for you right now."
After a while, he asked, carrying a bucket of hot water, "I'm in."
"Um."
Standing behind him to add water for him, "When did you come to my room?"
"I said I was tired, so I went back to my room," he said.
Ji Liyou held his hair and untied the hair tie, "Who is the woman in your room?"
"Didn't I tell you?"
Ji Liyou combed his hair, "Ah, when did you tell me?"
"About two hours ago."
"Did I forget?"
"You forgot."
"Stop playing riddles and tell me who it is." He poured water on him.
The storyteller was slapped in the face by him, "Little bastard, do you want to go to heaven?"
He pointed at the water with both hands and turned it into a water ball, soaking Ji Liyou's clothes with one blow.
"It's a shame. I'm good at splashing you with my hands. At worst, you can use your hands too, and you're not allowed to use magic."
"When will I reason with you?"
Another water balloon.
An old monster who has lived for tens of millions of years plays with water just like him, a boy of eighteen or nineteen.
"I'm a few thousand years younger than you, you have to let me." Ji Liyou picked up the gourd to cover his face, which happened to block a water polo that was bigger than his face.
Then he said, "Isn't it annoying, are you throwing your bath water at me?"
"You splashed me first, and then I fought back." He retorted childishly like a child.
…
"Armistice, armistice, I surrender."
Ji Liyou surrendered and gave him some clothes, "Put them on, don't catch a cold."
The storyteller raised his eyebrows, "You catch a cold a hundred times, but I won't catch a cold once."
"You haven't said who the woman in your room is yet." He thought of this incident.
The storyteller said, "Yan Shuangying."
"What, you mean the wife Chang Yanliang married who looks just like him?"
"That's right."
"So, people from the Chang family are here to find her?"
"That's right."
"Why did you kidnap someone else's lovely wife?"
"When did I abduct her? She begged me, so I brought her here."
"I really can't tell that Mr. Wen is still a gentle man who cares about beauty and beauty."
He didn't explain either.
"How long will she stay in the teahouse?"
"a period of time."
"If you cause trouble and someone from the Chang family comes to look for me, I will push you out to block you." Ji Liyou said.
(End of chapter)