After staying in the wooden house for two more days, Chu Qingyan felt that his body was recovering very slowly. In fact, if it were left in the past, the cold would be cured in two days, but this time, for some unknown reason, it was delayed. After thinking about it for so long, I started coughing again, as if I wanted to cough out my entire lung.
At this moment, footsteps sounded outside, and she could hear that it was the old woman who came in.
as predicted-
"You're coughing again, girl, drink this medicine soon."
The medicinal soup with the aroma of loquat was handed to him, and Chu Qingyan took it gratefully.
In the past few days, she learned from the old woman that this is the middle of the mountain in Fengshan. Because the wooden house is built in a remote place, few people pass here except the people who chop wood.
It was only then that she understood why Xu Jian would arrange for her to recuperate here. It was indeed a safe place.
When the old woman saw that she had finished drinking, she went out again, saying that she wanted to make chicken soup to nourish her body.
Chu Qingyan felt very sorry in her heart. It is very difficult for farmers to raise poultry, and they will not slaughter chickens and ducks easily before the end of the year. They just met by chance, but the old man treated her like a granddaughter, which moved her very much.
Repeatedly asked the old man not to worry, but the old man said that this is something the master entrusted to her, and she must take good care of herself no matter what.
She was very helpless. The old woman kept her words out of her false opinions. It seemed that she had been poisoned by a magician.
I don't know how long she was in a daze, and when she recovered, she found the person standing by the door.
I don't know how long he stood there, how much he saw his embarrassment, Chu Qingyan said embarrassedly, "Why didn't you say anything when you arrived?"
He had knocked on the door before, but she didn't hear it, but seeing her unnatural face, he didn't break it, and walked in with a smile, "The poor monk was noticed by the donor as soon as he entered the door."
Although I have corrected him many times and asked him to call him by his name, unfortunately this person has the same brain as Muyu, so stubborn, in the end she just went with him, and she doesn't care what she likes to call it.
Chu Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, asked him to sit down, and poured a cup of tea for him in person.
"How is your body recuperating in the past two days?" Xu Jian asked casually when he saw that she could land on the ground.
She was about to say that it was almost better, but her body contradicted her and began to cough violently, her eyes turning red.
Xu Jian saw the hidden worries in his eyes, and he didn't know how to help her, so he could only wait quietly for her to return to normal.
After a breath of relief, Chu Qingyan showed his apology, "This disease is like a mountain, and it makes you laugh."
Xu Jian smiled lightly, "It's normal for people to suffer from illness, and the donor doesn't need to feel sorry,"
Chu Qingyan nodded, taking his consolation into consideration, "Thank you for your care these two days."
"The people who take care of you are the elderly, and the poor monks dare not take credit." Xu Jian said with a smile.
She thought about it too, but still said, "The old man took care of me like this because of your face. In the final analysis, I still owe you a favor."
Seeing that she was so persistent, Xu Jian just smiled, stopped talking on it, and changed the topic.
"Donor, do you have something on your mind?"
Chu Qingyan raised her head when she heard the words, just in time to see his bewildered look in his clear eyes.
How did he see it
She felt weird in her heart, but she thought that he was good at fortune-telling, that is, he could read people's hearts, so she didn't feel weird.
"Well, I'm worried about a lot of things." She nodded honestly.
Xu Jian frowned slightly, and when he was standing by the door just now, he noticed that her mood was low, and it seemed that this was the crux of her long illness.
"After the rain, the sky is fine, do you want to go out for a walk?" Xu Jian invited.
She was a little surprised, but remembered that she hadn't been out since she came here, so she agreed.
"Three years ago, the poor monk passed by here, met the old man, learned that all her relatives had passed away, and placed her here."
I don't know why he mentioned the old woman, Chu Qingyan blinked and replied, "This place is beautiful and quiet, suitable for retirement, you have chosen a good place."
Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Actually, whether it is suitable for old age depends on the mentality of the old man. If she is immersed in the pain of the past, this place is just a cage for her to live a long life, but the poor monk is very fortunate that the old man is a good person to watch. People who are open are not depressed because of the loss of their loved ones, they are always smiling, and they are not sick or ill.”
At first, she was able to remain calm, but when it came to the back, she couldn't help but want to twitch the corners of her mouth. The words seemed to be alluding to her.
"What do you want to say?"
Xu Jian raised his eyes, but his eyes did not fall on her, but on the blooming camellia behind her, "Donor, you are painting the ground as a prison."
She was stunned, she didn't expect him to be so straightforward.
At this time, Xu Jian's eyes moved away from the sweet camellia, and fell on the face that was more delicate than a flower in front of him, looking straight into her eyes calmly.
"Donor, time has passed by like a white horse. Since yesterday's events have passed, why should it disturb your mind? Whether it is due to self-blame or depression and distress, life still has to go on, the sun is still rising in the east and setting in the west, don't let your heart The cage slows you down, and eventually becomes a heavier yoke."
Chu Qingyan was shocked by his words.
I don't know if it's because he often talks about the Buddhadharma, and the big truth is easy to grasp, but she has to admit that every word he said was in her heart.
Everything that happened in the past few days has virtually destroyed her self-confidence.
She always thought that as long as she was willing to work hard and make progress, she would be able to stay beside the big ice cube. She fantasized about being side by side with him, not wanting to be a burden to him, but wanting to be able to stand up against the wind and rain when he was tired or vulnerable. barrier.
However, this expectation was shattered by that storm.
She has always been protected, whether it is the big ice cube, the East Court, or the earth spirit and water spirit.
Dongting faced death alone because of her, while Tu Ling and Shui Ling were because her life and death were uncertain.
She can't help anyone, but she drags down those who are good for her.
In this hot summer, she felt cold all over, and couldn't help squatting down slowly with her hands around her shoulders.
"Virtual view, I have self-knowledge, I thought I could protect everyone, but in the end it became a burden, and it was me who implicated those who really treated me."
Xu Jian was stunned by her tragic words. He knew that she had a cage in her heart, but he didn't know how deeply he was imprisoned.
Looking at the woman who was only a flower age, her brows and eyes were as vicissitudes as they had been weathered, and her peaceful heart was suddenly moved by the sadness that crossed her eyes.
Her inner demon has already emerged, and if it is allowed to spread, it will be difficult to pull her in the future.