On the empty stone rooftop, it was just me and her. I didn't know why, but I was breathing harder. I didn't know where to put my hands, so I just kept clenching and releasing them. She started to cry, which made me even more confused. I could only wave my hands in front of me, as if to stop her from crying, but also as if to hold her in my arms.
In the past, if this happened, I would have gone to her side, the only difference being whether I would walk quickly or slowly; and then I would have just looked at her and hugged her. But today, things were different, she suddenly burst into laughter, let out a long breath, opened her arms to me, and ran towards me.
I also opened my arms, but was a little nervous. However, I was soon infected by an indescribable excitement. However, I did not move until she threw herself on my shoulders. Then I suddenly followed her momentum, smiled and hugged her and started spinning around.
It was the first time I laughed like this, without any restraint or thoughts, and I was completely immersed in a kind of joy that I couldn't extricate myself from. If I had to use a word, it should be laughter. This almost threw her off her feet. Although it was a joy from the bottom of my heart, it made her feel a little uncomfortable.
"Ah, Zirui, don't, I'm dizzy." She closed her eyes, and I couldn't help but kiss her. Suddenly, I felt something falling into the air, and it seemed to fly far away and quickly disappeared under the stone steps. Then I stopped and realized that I might have made a mistake.
"Yinling, I think I threw something off of you... Oh, no, I feel like I'm dizzy too." I just stopped holding her and felt the rocks shaking and shaking, as if they were about to flip over. I walked a few steps crookedly, afraid that I couldn't walk down the cliff by myself. I sat down with her on my shoulders. This dizzy feeling was really new. It seemed that turning around like this was really interesting. However, if it happened to be an earthquake at that time, it might be explained. After all, there have been more than 20 major earthquakes in the world since the restoration of Emperor Guangwu in the past 100 years. Otherwise, Master Pingzi wouldn't have bothered to come up with a seismograph. Let's not talk about it for now. This alone startled her and made her scream. She even tightened her arms around my neck, which made me think this method was good. Then I looked into her eyes, and suddenly my eyes became dazed, and I said in a very numb voice: "Oh, I'm drunk." Then my whole body fell down as if I had fainted, and she was so happy that she lay on top of me and hit me in the mouth with her fist.
After she finally stopped, I was panting after such a long time, but I still smiled at her and smoothed her hair with my hands. She lay on me and stared at me silently, pulling my beard with her claws, trying to keep a calm face, but finally couldn't help giggling.
"What was that just now?" I still remembered what happened just now.
"It seems to be..." She looked back and said, "It is indeed a straw sandal. It doesn't matter. It is almost worn out anyway. I can quickly weave a new one when I go back." After saying that, she turned around and sat on my stomach. She took off the other one and threw it far away over the cliff. Then she lay down on me again very comfortably, just looked at me, and laughed with me.
"Obviously, your husband has to carry you up, you bad boy." Looking at the girl giggling in my arms, I deliberately made a very dissatisfied expression.
"Yes!" She was not polite at all, and I couldn't help but go up to her and kiss her.
“It’s not an easy journey, is it?”
"I've been walking for almost two months. I was riding a horse, so I could have gone faster. But it rained for more than half a month. My God, in this half month, I was lucky to advance 50 miles a day. That period was really tough for me."
"Plum rain? It may be a few days earlier than normal. However, in the first half month, the ears of corn are full and full, so rain is really needed. If the ridges are dry and cracked, there will be little harvest this year." Yiren smiled, but when she was talking about the farmland in the next few sentences, her attention was obviously on my collar. She spoke casually, leaned down to sniff my neck, and then couldn't help laughing: "I saw if you were moldy, it seems you are fine."
"Not yet, but if I don't see you again, my eyes might get moldy." I whispered in her ear close to mine.
"Hateful." She pretended to be angry, but with a smile.
We stared at each other like this for a while until I thought we should change places.
"It seems that it is not a good idea for us to do this in this place. You have a group of nephews and a cousin below you." Seeing that there was only me in her eyes, I felt that since I still understood our position, it was necessary for me to remind the girl in front of me who seemed to have completely forgotten everything.
"Oh, how is Kong Ming? Is he taller?" Yinling suddenly asked anxiously. I was a little jealous of this thing.
"I can't tell how tall he is, but he has gained some weight." I tried hard to recall and squeezed Kong Ming's fat body into my mind as much as possible and measured it.
"It must be because Sister Guo's food is so delicious, but Kong Ming can't eat so much. I need to take good care of him when I get back." Obviously, a pig should have appeared in Yin Ling's mind, so she felt some sense of urgency, but my sense of urgency was different from hers.
"Yinling, don't worry about Kong Ming's meal yet, let's think about our... problem first." I thought of the word 缠mian悱恻, but I didn't have the courage to say it, and it would be too direct. Although I am thick-skinned, I am not to that extent, and I need to consider the hypocrisy of some people. I always think that I learned my hypocrisy from her.
"Haha, then carry me up!" After spending so much time among the Yue people, Yinling was no longer shy, which made me feel less restrained. So, I whispered that word into her ear. As it turned out, the result was exactly as I imagined. Although this person's face was red, full of happiness, and shy, I still got punched several times.
I sat up and looked down. I saw a group of people getting closer, but they just kept their heads down, as if to show that they didn't see anything. I turned around and realized that the person in my arms was also a little hesitant. She also looked down. Suddenly she noticed that I was looking at her, so she turned around and smiled at me, then she put her hands on my shoulders and looked at me.
"Stand slower, you're tall, Master's wife, stand taller than me, you should stand slower... Alas... You don't have to be so slow... Hehe, idiot." Yiren was a little different today than usual, I couldn't help it, I seemed to have experienced this kind of generosity before, and I used to enjoy this kind of tenderness, but today I always felt something strange, and I didn't know where the problem was.
There were no clouds in the mountains, only the mountainside in the distance seemed to be covered with some clouds and mist, which made the mountain and the sky merge together. Suddenly, I felt as if the whole mountain was in a huge blue cover.
It was indeed a bit tiring to hold someone in my arms on the mountain road. Fortunately, the mountain road was not long, but I was still out of breath and my arms were a bit sore after holding her in front of the house. As soon as I stopped, I immediately felt very hot and wanted to take off all my clothes. My back was unconsciously soaked and stuck to my body, which was very uncomfortable. However, there was no sweat on my face, because the person who cared about me in my arms kept wanting me to take a break, but I was stubborn and refused to let go, so she could only let me do it and wipe the sweat off my head.
"You don't seem to be as healthy as before. You must be very tired?" There was no blame in his words, but his face was full of heartache, which made me feel sweet in my heart and I became energetic again. I couldn't free my hands, so I used my face to push the bamboo door. When I pushed it open, I felt the wind blowing in the gap of the door made me feel very comfortable. I was feeling very comfortable, but suddenly I felt that the action was so familiar, and I even felt a little apologetic.
"Yinling, I've married Guo Pei." I put her down on the bamboo mat and closed the door. Without taking a breath, I looked her in the eyes and said to her, "I came here to marry you again. I've already agreed with her."
The smile on her face slowly faded, and finally she looked at me and tried her best to pull her face, "I know, this is what you deserve. I don't blame you, maybe Sister Guo Pei will blame you and me, we have to treat Sister Guo well in the future, don't talk so heavily now, okay?" She held my face in her hands, looking back and forth as if she wanted to take a good look at me. I suddenly had a bad feeling. Although the mountain breeze blowing through the windows made the house very cool and comfortable, I broke out in a cold sweat on my back.
After a while, I heard the footsteps of my cousins and their uncle behind me - they were slowly coming up and passing by. I was a little worried that they would come in - or knock on the door - but in the end, no one came, and the beauty in front of me was sitting at the table, looking at me quietly, which made me gradually feel moved, and gradually it turned into impulse.
Suddenly, not long after the mountain road behind us became completely silent, the person in front of me pouted, and then reached out to pull my ear. I didn't dare to move, because I knew that the other side of this person's true face was about to show, and the days ahead would be difficult.
"Come here, sit here!" She grabbed my ear without mercy and dragged me to the window.
"Light, light, Yinling, my husband knows you are going to get angry, but there is nothing I can do."
"Come on, what took you so long?" Yin Ling suddenly changed from a girl wearing Yue people's clothes and tainted with the aura of the Yi people to a complete barbarian girl. "Huh, don't you want me anymore?"
This took a long time, with the strength of her hands on my ears sometimes light and sometimes heavy, until she let go when she talked about the battle of Mingzi. I woke up among the corpses that morning after I finished my story, and she never let me go down again, because she didn't want me to do it again.
Don't think this level is easy. When I finished, the sun had already set and the room was filled with golden light. With the gentle afterglow of the sunset came a very free and elegant breeze, but I didn't feel very comfortable. In the middle, she changed hands more than a dozen times because her hands were sore. I only have two ears, so I could only let her take turns to pull them slowly. I suspect that my ears have grown a lot bigger at this moment. My earlobes are originally very big, and I have always believed that she pulled them out when she criticized me. This time, there is a new progress, because every time she let go of her hands, I feel that my ears are particularly windy, as if I can fly up with my ears flapping like wings. But reason tells me that they are just a pair of ears that may be very red now.
The rest of the day was like this, we sat side by side on the couch. She leaned on my arms, and we watched the sunset. She would often touch my chin with her head, and I would often touch her face with my face. Sometimes we would rub our cheeks against each other. Then we would hug each other and smile.
Suddenly, a fragrant breeze blew in from the east window, spreading a fading flower fragrance faintly throughout the room. It slowly became lighter and lighter, and slowly became fainter. It disappeared on its own without waiting for the west wind to come.
I sniffed greedily again, making sure that the fragrance was no longer there, and looked at the person in my arms with a questioning look.
"Peach huā." She always knows what I want to know.
“But it’s Mayday now.”
"It's cool on the mountain, so the flowering season comes later, but the peach flowers are about to wither now." She suddenly looked reluctant, slowly came out of my arms, held my hand, and walked to the east window together, watching the sunset cast a golden and pink peach flower forest on the side of the mountain.
"It's okay, because she's about to have her period, and because... I'm coming!" I pulled her face towards me, looked at her, and gently kissed her cheek. Suddenly, I felt that I was completely different today than usual.
At present, the new "Tao Xi" was created because of the allusion of "Tao Yao"1 in "The Book of Songs":
Peach blossoms are blooming.
Born in the col;
Brilliant and brilliant,
Pure and not evil.
Its color is bright and clear,
His heart is quiet.
The wind is warm but still cold,
Still pretty figure.
But there is a young man,
We are in perfect accord.
It is hard to change your mind.
Beauty fades with time.
Don't be afraid of the height of the mountain,
Not afraid of the long journey.
yù gets its fragrance,
What is hard work
The mountain ghost blocked it.
Why bother
I don't hear the four seasons,
Each has its own charm.
There are lotus in summer,
Frost chrysanthemums bloom proudly.
After the autumn,
Red plum is also good.
The boy laughed.
“Can’t be taught.
Where the heart is,
The peach tree is young and tender.
At the beginning of the year,
Only this fragrance wafts,
When she fell,
All the beauties laughed.
Wait for it to reopen.
All the details are clear."
Peach flowers are waiting for you,
Summer does not wither,
You are looking for peaches,
Not haggard even though haggard.
How can I be afraid of it
The sky and the earth are far away.
Peach blossoms are blooming.
Just for you to smile,
Brilliant and brilliant,
Just for you.
Your youth,
My heart follows the fragrance.
The huā is in season,
Swallowtail butterflies linger.
The dance steps are about to start,
Stand up and invite,
Thousands of words in my heart,
Join hands to tell:
Hold your hand,
Live with you till old age!
I think this is a rare time for me to be so eloquent that I can compose this long string in one breath. Perhaps it is because of the long journey that has filled my heart with a lot of longing for you, which I can no longer suppress at this moment.
Tears sparkled in Yinling's eyes. In the afterglow of the setting sun, her face was a beautiful painting that was hard to describe. Of course, I had to consider another possibility, which was that my ability to describe was too weak, but I was unwilling to admit it.
"If you are anal, you will be smooth-talking." Although Yiren couldn't stop crying, she still said hard, "You bad guy."
"Is this still considered smooth talk?" I suddenly had some ideas that could be called a bad guy. "If I really had a bad mouth, then I would say: 'I'll hold your waist with my hands, kiss your face, kick me, and your pretty face will be as pink as a peach, your words will be as sweet as a potato, and your head will be beaten into a bowl.' Isn't that right?"
Yin Ling looked deliberately exaggerated with a bitter expression, blinked her eyes, and asked helplessly, "Is this a poem?"
"Then you still think I'm rude? And I'm slick." I also said with a false grievance, "Then I can only do this. I can't change one of the paragraphs like this: 'There is a young man, with a telepathic connection. The heart is hard to change, and the beauty is easy to fade. Not afraid of the height of the mountain,
I am not afraid of the long journey. I walk and think, why is it hard? After the autumn, Juhuā will be good. '" After that, he immediately put on a sly smile on his face, raised his eyebrows, and looked at the woman in his arms.
"You dare?" Yiren really broke free from my arms, stood in front of me, put her hands on her waist, and pouted her mouth, looking very unhappy. I knew she was waiting for me to express my feelings, and I would naturally go up to her to visit her to show my sincerity.
Therefore, the bamboo house on the cliff was immediately filled with sunset and a piece of spring light, just like the shining peach flowers in the valley.
If the person in my arms hadn't reminded me, I would never have let go. But one reality that cannot be ignored is that I need to meet my father-in-law. Because if I want to be with Yinling forever and ensure that Yinling will not be captured again, I must thoroughly convince this old man. This may cause a lot of trouble for me, at least I have a deep resistance to meeting this old man. I tried hard to think about the various teachings that the teacher had given me, hoping to get some guidance for myself, so the teacher put his hands behind his back and walked in front of me: "You are too reckless, you should be more organized in the future."
This is really painful for me. It is really painful to meet this old man. The key is that my goal is to marry all his daughters, and he is definitely unwilling now. I think about all the possibilities, and it comes down to two possibilities: first, he asked someone to kill me; second, he did not ask someone to kill me. And for the first possibility, there are only two reasons: first, I divorced Guo Pei; second, I killed Guo Pei; and for the second possibility, there are only two main reasons: first, I did not divorce Guo Pei; second, I did not kill Guo Pei. Comparing the reasons for these two possibilities, since I will not try these two behaviors, divorce and killing, and I have never even thought about them, then I should be able to survive alive. And as long as I am still alive, even if I am not allowed to marry Yinling, I can live here and waste time with my old father-in-law. I don’t believe Mr. Shuijing that my father-in-law, Mr. Sima Dechao, is a toad eating a weight - he is determined not to let me marry Yinling. Now, I have full confidence. After all, I think he knows that something is going to happen in the capital. And I am the only one in the world who is willing to walk thousands of miles alone for her, regardless of other things. However, I cannot rule out the possibility that other idiots don't know that Yinling is here, but it is better to raise myself to a higher level now.
So, I finally made up my mind and walked out with my wife in a very dignified manner. But as soon as we went out, we changed our ways: I hugged her and she showed me the way, pulled my beard, picked my chin, and played with me in various ways.
It was completely dark, but the moon was bright. The direction of the road was clear compared to the dark jungle on both sides. However, my arms were sore after holding her like this for a mile. She also felt that she was gradually falling, so she kept asking me to come down and let me rest. In fact, it was no problem for me to walk this mountain road barefoot. However, I decided to continue to play the hero. I turned a deaf ear to Yinling's concern and just kept caressing her face with a smile. This was just to maintain the image of a hypocritical hypocrite and the face of a strong man in front of my wife. In this way, I persisted for another half a mile, but I couldn't hold on any longer. I had to put her down on a stone on the side of the road, wiped the sweat with my sleeve, and dragged Yinling to prevent her from getting off the ground. After a moment of argument, I finally decided to put her on my back, which solved the problem.
Carrying it on my back, I felt much more relaxed. I didn't feel tired after walking a mile. Yinling's frequent inquiries and wiping of sweat became a kind of enjoyment. From time to time, I could even speed up and run for a while. I could make her laugh freely along the way, and there were some disgusting love words, which I can't tell others. After walking another half a mile and turning a mountainside, I could see the lights reflected on the side of the mountain in front. She also told me that we would reach the destination after crossing the mountain. So the next question was in front of me: how to talk to my old father-in-law about this issue.
I think there are only two ways to deal with this kind of problem. The first one: solve it by force; the second one: solve it without force. The first way is roughly divided into three main ways: first, kill him directly; second, threaten him with disability or death; third, kill the whole village or at least kill some of them, and use this to intimidate him. However, considering his status as a famous scholar, the second one is extremely stupid and rebellious beast behavior; obviously, killing his father-in-law is an unkind, unjust, unfilial and immoral behavior worse than beasts, which can only be used as an option to discuss the solution of the problem, don't even think about it; the third one is a behavior worse than beasts due to similar reasons plus a great crime of slaughtering innocent people, which is also immediately excluded. Therefore, it is obvious that only non-violent solution can be taken. Thinking of this, I suddenly feel that it is difficult to define Dong Zhuo. If I use my beast rating, this person needs more than 100 pounds just to write the two words "worse than".
Obviously, there are more ways to do it without violence, but I can't do many of them, or I am embarrassed to do them. For example: using all my money to bribe the most people, so that Mr. Shuijing quickly fell into the vast ocean of people's war; or when we met, he fell to the ground and cried for seven days and seven nights until his eyes were bleeding, so that his fragile heart was condemned by his conscience and he had no choice but to marry Yinling to me.
My personality will never let me take these paths. In fact, even if this person can keep his face, the current material conditions will not let him take these paths. First of all, too much money will be spent on this journey. With all the money I have now, it may be enough to buy a few licorice sticks to comfort the child, but if I buy a few taels of wine, I may have to ask the boss or the waiter to kick me to make up the difference; and, now I have seen the silver bell, I don’t even have time to smile foolishly, but how can I have so many buckets of donkey niào to throw.
So, in the end, I decided to follow my own heart, put aside the teacher's logical thinking, and sit down and talk to my father-in-law. After all, he is also the benefactor of our family.
We were almost at the village where the Yue people lived, and some individual traders on the road also appeared. Some of the people who were still busy in the yard who knew Yinling would greet her in their accents, and Yinling responded in a more authentic Jingzhou Mandarin, so I could also know what these people said to Yinling.
"Aunt, this is my husband. He's here to see my father." Yiren smiled.
"Oh, my straw sandals are broken. My husband was afraid that my feet would be scratched, so he carried me on his back." Yiren still smiled.
"It's okay, he has plenty of strength. You don't know, he was a soldier and now he's a general." Yiren started to giggle.
"Really, there's no need. We're here soon." Yiren smiled with such happiness that she looked foolish.
So, as soon as we reached the corner of the mountain, I immediately put her down from behind, picked her up again from the front, and kissed her face hard.
"Why?" She seemed a little uncomfortable.
"It seems that everyone here likes you very much." I didn't intend to answer her stupid question, but asked a question that might also be very stupid.
"Of course, who made your wife so cute?" She responded shamelessly, and then she couldn't help laughing.
"Silver bell..."
"What's wrong?" She saw my tone suddenly change and returned to her normal state: "Are you okay?"
"It's been a long time since I saw you so happy and laughing so freely." This was truly from the heart.
"Of course," she sighed, motioning me to sit down on the side of the road. She put her arms around my neck, and when she saw me sitting down, she put her feet on my legs, and then sat in my arms. I hugged her, kissed her face gently, and waited for her to continue: "You fool, how can you know what girls think? I grew up slowly, slowly... and fell in love with you, but you didn't know anything, and I tried my best to convince myself that I was just your sister... Do you understand?"
"I'm sorry, Yinling, it took me so long to come to see you..." She shook her head and put her hand on my mouth, telling me not to.
"You didn't know at first, I don't blame you. And I knew about our relationship, but it took me a long time to think about those things. You came to see me after you knew about it, you don't know how happy I am. There have been a lot of things going on in Jingzhou recently, and you came all the way here, you don't know how happy I am. That's enough. It's just..."
"What's wrong?" I leaned over to find out what was going on. She suddenly kissed me on the face, then pouted and lowered her head, saying, "You are not allowed to leave me."
Looking at the lovely Yi in my arms, Yinling, whom I have always loved without knowing it, how could I not? However, I always express my feelings through actions.
This time we were on the road for a long time, and finally Yinling was more sober and reminded me that we had to get going.
"How are you and my father?" She suddenly returned to the Yinling of Xiangyang, and became very serious and sanctimonious.
"After we meet, I will resign." To be honest, I haven't made up my mind yet. I really plan to meet the old man first.
"Relying on your own wit again?" She was a little anxious: "Don't be silly, this is..."
"I need a military advisor who can assist me and give me advice at any time. The world will soon be in chaos. Without you by my side, it will be difficult for me to do anything for the people of the world." I quickly came up with an excuse, then I held her hand and said seriously, "The most important thing... I love you. If my father-in-law doesn't give you and me, I will jump off the cliff just now, and I will give an explanation to you and the world... Although I often talk nonsense, how can I joke at this moment? I must marry you."
As soon as I heard this, Yin Ling was so shocked that she quickly covered my mouth, tears welled up in her eyes: "Mo Silly, just be nice to father, as long as it makes sense, he will agree; besides, you have already married Guo Pei, he should be satisfied; don't threaten to die, father never accepts hard words."
"I see." I nodded, and we became more serious from then on. We talked about some worldly affairs along the way. It was better to talk about this with my Yinling, as she was not very proficient in other things. But we still talked about Kong Ming again, because Yinling really missed him too much.
The world is just like what she thought, it is like a pot of boiling water, but because the firewood is hard to remove, the fire is burning and not extinguished. Although the water is calm, it has already shown signs of agitation, so it is only a matter of time before the soup boils. This time, Dong Zhong's matter is like adding another handful of firewood. With the firewood burning, the soup will boil faster. Now we are just waiting for that moment. When we are waiting for the water to boil, there will be more things to do.
Suddenly I found something wrong, and put her down in a thatched pavilion by the roadside. I looked into her eyes and asked slowly, "When this plan came up, I was still in Luoyang, and you had already returned to Wu. Moreover, few people in the world know about this plan, but you seem to know something about it. Is that right?"
But Yinling didn't answer me directly. Instead, she stroked my face with her hand, with pity in her eyes: "It's just hard for you. Why did you do this?"
As soon as she said this, it meant that she knew everything. I was even more shocked at the moment, but she covered my mouth with a relaxed expression and whispered, "You may not know that father is familiar with your teacher. In fact, if he took me away like this without your teacher's help, father would have no chance at all!"
I was even more shocked, my eyes widened to a terrifying degree, looking at my silver bell, and then said in a pause: "Teacher... help... your... father... take you away?"
"It was my father who was convinced by your teacher, so your teacher made this decision. I think he might have secretly given you some advice when he was talking to you."
"Yes... yes... yes." I finally understood what the teacher meant at that time: "The teacher wants to live with me. I have to marry Guo Pei before I can marry you."
"Yes. But later I realized that it was unnecessary to do so. Father didn't expect you to do that. And later when your teacher came to my father, he spoke for you. You encountered this sudden change. Although you were a teenager and already a minister of regent, you could get whatever you wanted in Luoyang. But you didn't order the city gates to be closed and lead the troops to chase for a hundred miles. The teacher also guessed that you had guessed that we didn't leave immediately. In fact, he came to kidnap me just to show you how angry he was, so that you would think that he must have taken me away early. But although you guessed it, you only wandered around the city for an hour and didn't order a city-wide search. You also talked to your father. Master, you were afraid that Luoyang, which had finally settled down, would fall into chaos again, because at that time, you felt that you had to keep people's hearts stable. Oh, my good egg." She still kept her hand on my face, her eyes full of gentle smiles: "Father is also impressed by your behavior and knowledge, and even wants to admire you quite a lot, but he is still a little stubborn and unwilling to admit it. However, since then, he has often gone to inquire about your news. When the news of your dismissal came, he was also a little anxious. At that time, we had just arrived in Xuzhou when the news came. He specifically asked everyone to stop and rode back to ask your teacher. Only then did I know everything... He should have no ill will towards you now. Sometimes when he talked to me about you, he appreciated my work more!" She pouted, and I naturally would not let go of this protruding red bait, because I knew that the danger behind was only those few punches that were not light or heavy and quickly exhausted.
Then I thought to myself that the teacher had actually been helping me all along. When I heard the news, I almost blamed him at first, but now, I only felt gratitude and respect for him.
As for the person in my arms, I did everything a husband should and could do without any mercy. Because if I didn't do this, she would probably do the same. I think this person in my arms, who I had ordered to be a pig in Luoyang, taught me the good habit of taking the initiative in everything when I was with her.
But this pure happy day will eventually come to an end. But when I joked with this deliberately serious words to remind her that we still had to go see her father, her face was sad, but she didn't smile, so I had to comfort her quickly. In this regard, I and the one in my arms, this kind of ending usually has three situations: first, we go to bed at night and fall asleep; second, we have no choice but to see the elders we don't want to see but have to see; third, one of them goes to the bathroom. This made this person laugh a little, but she still pouted and leaned on my arms and whispered to me a paragraph, a paragraph that I will truly remember for the rest of my life, and I naturally had to stick to her, put my arms around her and said my own paragraph, a paragraph that made her happy and worried for the rest of her life. This word must be really from the heart, and I realized that I was unconsciously moved. Suddenly, the person in my arms began to be dishonest and interrupted my continued sentimentality. This bad guy, but proposed a third situation.
In response, I said I would carry her and that it was no big deal. As a result, the person in my arms slapped me on the face, then asked me what I wanted to do with a grin and a squint. Of course, I spread my hands to show that I didn't want to do anything, and deliberately thought about it seriously, and then said seriously that I didn't want to do anything, just because I was afraid that she would hurt her feet. I also solemnly opened my eyes and reiterated innocently: When I said the above, I really didn't think about anything. In fact, of course, it should be: I thought that the above words were not true.
As a result, this person glanced at me with disdain and even contempt, and said, "No need." Then she looked up and pretended to be alone and turned around and left, almost bumping into the pillar of the thatched pavilion. In view of this person's usual mood, I didn't dare to laugh out loud, because if I laughed this time, I would definitely be in trouble when she came back. But as soon as she left the thatched pavilion, she turned her face and looked at me, smiled at me very mischievously, and then said, "I'm very happy... Zirui, I love you!" Then she kissed me in the air, turned around and disappeared into the night with a happy laugh.
Yinling, I love you! I said it to the place where she disappeared from the bottom of my heart, again and again, ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times. Suddenly I stopped and laughed, stupidly. But after a moment, the smile slowly faded.
I suddenly became afraid, afraid of what Yin Ling said, very afraid, so afraid that I wanted to cry. Until she appeared again in the black screen in front of me, I couldn't help but rush out, hugged her tightly in my arms, and pressed my face against hers: "Don't leave me."
"How could that be? I won't leave you. Okay, Zirui, we have to go. Qing, you're going to strangle me."
So she and I arrived at my father-in-law's door almost late at night. I originally hoped that he had already gone to bed, but she stopped me, who was planning to come tomorrow on the pretext of not disturbing him, and looked at me with a helpless and angry look, which clearly said: "I'll see if you dare to leave." Of course, she didn't say that. First of all, she had a little anger, and she turned into a very comfortable girl with twinkling eyes and a flat mouth: "No, the whole village is quiet at this time, so my father must not be asleep; and the main room is brightly lit, so my father is obviously still reading." I still wanted to continue to argue whether it was too late today, but after seeing her eyes and face, I immediately said righteously that I must have a detailed talk with my father-in-law tonight, which made her almost collapse on the ground to hold back her laughter. But soon I made some "indecent" requests, and she could only look up at the sky and sigh helplessly, but in the end she reluctantly agreed to do these things after marriage. Although I know this is obviously an excuse, I have no other choice. What else can I ask for after marrying someone who has become less and less honest with me recently
But after all, the most important thing is that she is my Yinling.
And so, under the various coercions and threats of this man, I finally knocked on the wooden door. That day was the beginning of May in the first year of Chuping. The waxing moon was hanging obliquely in the sky above the corner of the mountain, and a gentle breeze was blowing. It was an ordinary yet extraordinary midsummer night.
Soon there was a response from inside the door: "Huh? Who is it?"
A voice that was full of wisdom but seemed unprepared. I suddenly wanted to meet this world-famous scholar. Various images of saints appeared in my eyes, but I didn't know which one was more suitable.
Without any hesitation, he straightened his clothes, stood up straight and answered in a loud voice: "Xie Zhi, the son of an old friend who conquered Qiang, wants to see Mr. Sima."
Note:
1. The original poem of "Taoyao": The peach tree is young and tender, and its flowers are bright and shining. The daughter is getting married, and she is suitable for her family. The original poem has three verses. Because the rhythm is the same and the words are similar, I only keep the first verse for those who are interested. The original poem can be found in "The Book of Songs - National Winds - Zhounan";
． From On Protracted War, author: *, author’s expressionless note;