Lou Chun's life is actually very difficult. The world is too harsh on women. She almost used a desperate attitude to overcome one hurdle after another, exhausted her efforts, and just saved her family, herself, and her family. love children. I got the result I wanted, in exchange for a heart of stone that did not disperse. The deep wrinkles and the furrowed eyebrows were fixed into a rigid and serious appearance. On weekdays, even the children at home were always trembling and cautious when they saw her, and they didn't dare to breathe.
However, when she got here, in the sun and the snow, she bent over, holding the golden exquisite ball in her hand, facing the little girl in front of her, the hard armor she had been wearing for a lifetime finally melted, revealing a gentle smile.
Her brows stretched, the lines of her entire face softened, and even the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes looked warm, as if she had returned to a childhood without a trace of worry.
She ignored the huge shadow behind the locust tree and the moths in the sky. She was completely relaxed and stretched, unsuspecting. In her eyes, there was only the pale and strange girl, her wrinkled fingers holding the time-travelling. Jin Qiu, like back then, patiently coaxed her close friends.
"Come and play, Ah Yan, I learned a lot of new moves."
"I won't lose to you this time."
The misogynist didn't look at her when she was babbling, just stared at the golden ball, her expression was blank, making it difficult to see if there was a storm under that face.
Yuan Xianger approached cautiously, keeping a very close distance from them. She was always on guard, closely watching the reaction of misogyny. She didn't expect Old Madam Lou to go straight forward without any preparation, and she didn't get so close at all, which caught her and Nan He by surprise.
Misogynistic is obviously such a powerful and dangerous existence, Yuan Xiang'er can't be sure whether this cold demon still has the same softness hidden in her body.
She was always ready to launch the Pisces Formation, for fear that a misogynist would slap Old Madam Lou to death with a slap.
Then, she saw the small mouth opening slightly on the expressionless face of the misogynist,
"Since I came here on purpose, I'll try to play with you once."
Her words seemed blunt and awkward, too blunt and pretentious, like the words spoken by someone who is extremely unsociable, childish enough to make people laugh.
But Yuan Xianger really laughed and was happy from the bottom of her heart,
The two of them, one has not forgotten the promise of many years, while the other's heart is still the same as before.
This is really the best ending.
Yuan Xianger suddenly felt fortunate that she picked up the golden ball in a single thought.
At this moment, she understood Lou Chun's trust and fearlessness towards misogyny. It was an emotion that came from the true familiarity and understanding of each other, and was not changed by time and outsiders' opinions. Just like how she treated Xiao Nan and Wu Yuan, even in the past 50 or 100 years, she was able to go forward without any hesitation.
The white-haired old man was like a child, kicking the golden exquisite ball clumsily on the snow. The girl in the brown short robe was like a dancing moth, flying back and forth around her.
"Xiang'er, Nan He, come and play with the old man?"
"Alright, let's join in the fun, and Wu Yuan will come too." Yuan Xiang'er rolled up her sleeves, "Xiao Nan, what are you doing, come quickly."
"Brother Nan, don't you know? It's very simple. Come on, I'll teach you." Wu Yuan came off the stage in high spirits, and immediately forgot that she said that misogyny was terrible and would never play with her again. if.
The misogynist saw Nan He and remembered the last time she lost to this "underage" guy, her little eyebrows clenched together,
"Little Wolf Cub, there was no winner last time, this time I'll use Linglong Ball to let you know what it's like to lose."
Nan He, who was originally disdainful to play with these people, finally rolled up his sleeves, "Although I don't want to bully you, it's a pity that our Heavenly Wolf Clan never learned the word admit defeat since we were young."
Qianshuxue, Wanren Mountain, the empty mountains and snowy mountains that had been silent for many years, were once covered with joy.
It wasn't until the sun turned west that the group stopped playing and rested, and Lou Chun sat panting on the roots of the tree.
"Old, still can't compare to your young people."
The misogynist stood beside her and glanced at her,
"Ah," Lou Chun raised his head and grabbed the misogynist's little hand, "I made you wait for a long time? I'm sorry."
The misogynist turned to look at the locust tree without speaking.
"It's time for us to go back. It is estimated that shopkeeper Lou is waiting at the foot of the mountain." Yuan Xianger had to interrupt them.
The joyful atmosphere stagnated for a moment, and Yuan Xianger finally read out some kind of depression and loneliness from her expressionless face of misogyny.
She stood under that locust tree for a while, blinked, lowered her head and slowly took the golden ball into her arms.
"I'll take you there," she said.
Lou Xian'en was standing at the foot of Tianlang Mountain with his hands behind his back.
"It's going down the mountain today. Why hasn't my mother come out yet? No, even if I'm scolded by my mother, I have to go up the mountain to see."
The guide who led them here shook his head again and again, "Master, you can't go there. The customs here, as soon as it gets dark, you can't go inside."
Lou Xianen said anxiously: "how about that, my mother is still in the mountains. Well, I'll give you more money, you must lead us in to look for it."
The guide squatted on the side of the road smoking a dry cigarette, and refused to move halfway, "Master, it's not that I don't want to earn your money. But no matter how much money is, it has to be spent with life, right? We locals know that deep in this mountain is the In the land of ghosts and gods, when the sunset meets the devil, the boundaries between humans and gods are blurred, and we mortals cannot easily move around.”
There is a lot of arguing here, and a few people slowly walk down the sheep intestines path in the distance.
The afterglow of the setting sun draped over them, and one of them, with hair like snow on his temples, was walking down step by step, leaning on a cane and holding a little girl by his hand.
Lou Xian'en was overjoyed to see his mother returned safely, and stepped forward to greet her.
After walking in the snow-capped mountains for a day, my mother was not only safe and sound, but even her spirits were still very strong, and his heart that had been hanging high for a whole day finally fell.
It's just that the little girl holding his mother's side made him feel a little nervous.
At the age of about ten years old, with dark eyes and a small white face, he stepped on the snow with bare feet, held his mother's hand with one hand, and looked at him blankly.
As one of the very few people who knew her mother's secret, Lou Xian'en knew that this was probably the benefactor her mother had missed all her life. Fifty or sixty years later, she still looks like a child in her mother's mouth. Although he knew he was a benefactor, he still couldn't help but fear such a non-human existence.
The picture of the Tianlang Mountain play ball hanging in the hall at home is painted like this one. The couplet written by the mother herself, "Hundreds of essences in the universe, the world is exquisite, the ingenuity is unique, and the temples should not be ungrateful", as well as his own name, all reminding not to forget the one who once rescued the mother. kindness.
Lou Xian'en remembered that his mother raised her face when she was a child, forcibly restrained the fear in her heart, and gave a trembling salute
"Mother... Mother, is this the benefactor?" He stammered his thanks, "I have met the benefactor..."
Lou Chun introduced to the misogynist, "Ah Yan, this is my eldest son."
She pointed to her daughter-in-law who came up from behind, "That's the eldest daughter-in-law. There are several children in the family. I didn't come this time. I should let you meet when I have a chance."
Misogynistic dark eyes looked at the person in front of him,
Those who salute her are A Chun's family, lively, full of children and grandchildren, fireworks in the world, and they are separated by a long distance.
"Mother, Aniang, it's getting late, shouldn't we go back?" The daughter-in-law was more courageous than her son, she cautiously stuck her head out from behind the eldest son and said tentatively.
"You go back first, I plan to live here in Ah Yan." Lou Chun suddenly announced.
The misogynist turned her little face around and looked up at Lou Chun beside her. She blinked, and her little face suddenly lit up.
"I said before that I wanted to play with you well, but I couldn't do it." Lou Chun looked down at the girl who was even younger than his granddaughter, "Now that the child can be on his own, the family affairs are over, and I am also around. There are not many years left, and I will use it to accompany you."
"Mother, how can this be made? It is absolutely impossible! The conditions of this barren mountain and snowy ridge are difficult, how can I live?" Lou Xianen hurriedly knelt on his mother's knees, "If the mother stayed here, how could the son be born under the knees of Chenghuan? Ask your mother for advice?"
"Get up, what does it look like." Lou Chun was very dignified in front of his son, "I have worked hard for the Lou family all my life, and I have eaten all the hardships that I deserved. With the remaining time, let me Live the way I want to live."
"I lived in this place when I was ten years old, and now I don't have to worry about it. I only live near the foot of the mountain. If you care about it, just come and visit occasionally."
The Linglong Golden Ball came to an unexpected end.
Yuan Xianger returned to her home in Queqiu Town. After eating the fragrant spicy noodles cooked by the mistress, I took a hot bath comfortably, and I was sitting in the room of the mistress who had reunited after a long absence.
She rested her head on Yunniang's knee, and while reaching for the newly made jujube pastry on the small table, she told Yunniang about various experiences along the way.
"You've come across a lot of interesting things on this trip. It seems that you should be asked to go out more." Yun Niang sat on the Luohan bed and wiped her wet hair with a large towel. Mrs. Lou is really an admirable person."
"Yeah, it's not the same as what I thought. Who would have thought that she would not want a home full of gold and jade, but would be willing to live on Tianlang Mountain." Yuan Xianger thought that Lou Xian'en and his wife could not beat their mother in the end. The two were rushing to buy furniture and bedding nearby, saying they would send it to the mountain.
"It's amazing how fast you get old, and even though the temples have changed their minds, it's rare to be able to be as thorough and brave as she is as a woman. It's not a waste of time to have a friendship with her."
Yuan Xiang'er was eating the jujube cake and muttered vaguely, "It's still a pity."
From the window here, you can just see the banyan tree in the yard.
Wu Yuan held a small bag in his mouth, which was the dried small fish brought back from Dingzhou, and threw it in front of Jin Yu's stilted log cabin.
The door opened, and a pair of small hands stretched out the bag of small gifts. After a while, the little hand stretched out the door again and held out a stack of jujube paste. Although Jin Yu could not be seen, Yun Niang heard Yuan Xiang'er say his existence. Every time she made fresh food, she would put it in front of the cabin. one serving.
Wu Yuan sneered, "Who cares about this?"
After all, he still took two pieces and went to the tree branch to eat.
"It's not a pity," Yunniang wiped Yuan Xianger's hair, and took a horn comb to slowly help her comb through her long hair, "The happiness in this world comes from the word 'pity'. The things you want to cherish are only meaningful in the passage of time.”
Does it matter even if they are different races? Yuan Xiang'er looked at the stone table under the big tree outside the window. There was a small silver wolf on it, sitting on it and looking up at the moon.
The shreds of moonlight starlight sprinkled from the sky, and little by little circulated around his body.
It turned out that the master was practicing under the tree every day, and the wife was watching him from this position.
Yuan Xianger once felt that people in this era are pedantic and conservative, and it is better to be open and open-minded. Now that I think about it, I suddenly find that they are much more casual and romantic than themselves.
The author has something to say: some of the settings are roughly like this, and I will gradually point to them later.
1. As long as the demons who rarely have contact with humans, even if the appearance changes without any flaws, most of the details of clothes and expressions are not very good, such as misogyny and Nan He, who are all wearing ragged robes and noodles. But the demons who have been in the human world for a long time, or lived with their families since childhood, were well taken care of, such as A Xing, Wu Yuan and Jin Yu, their clothes are very delicate and their expressions are more expressive.
2. After the demon is transformed, you can choose to make it visible or invisible to humans, but the human beings who are not completely transformed are invisible, such as Jin Yu and the original little fox, little weasel, and little rabbit.
3. Wu Yuan was a type with very good fighting ability from the beginning, and his skills were in other aspects. (mainly responsible for cuteness)