Qingchuan History

Chapter 503 You ask that the return date is not yet due

The monarchs of the Three Kingdoms, the two wives of the Qi State, Princess Chunfeng, and the counselor of the Wei State competed in Ning'an City, which is well known throughout Qingchuan.

But few people know the true face of Mount Lu.

No one would have thought that they would openly enter the lake to skate around the morning market.

Delightful princes and beauties parade the sky and water, and their bodies are as luxurious as the young masters and young ladies of ordinary wealthy families.Gu Xinglang and Ruan Xueyin stayed away from the crowd for a while, and finally went back to the riverside flower boats while walking forward and looking around, and they were attracted by a small boat with ice sculptures.

La Peng on the boat, thinking that it is a cover, the owner of the boat is an old woman.Wearing a plain turban, the gray hair is even more gray, but the spirit looks good, smiling, seeing the two skaters coming, he raised his hand to signal them to look casually.

There are a total of six or seven ice sculptures, each of which is small enough to be held by hand, including birds and fish, mountains and Buddha statues.Ruan Xueyin was amazed at first, then wondered, looked at the old woman and said:
"You carved these?"

The head is full of silver threads, at least seventy years old; the carving is not exquisite, but it is elegant and skillful, and it takes a lot of time and energy to sit six or seven.

The old man smiled and nodded.

"For sale?"

The old man nodded and shook his head.

Ruan Xueyin and Gu Xinglang looked at each other.

"The old man's craftsmanship is excellent." Gu Xinglang smiled, and bowed to admire one of them. It was a swallow with fluttering wings. "It's just that the ice sculpture can't survive. After the extreme cold, it will melt into water." He watched the swallow's tail dripping from time to time. A drop, and looking at the winter sun above,

"It's impossible for someone to buy it."

His tone was extremely polite and no offense intended.The old man was still smiling, and slowly answered:
"Yes. I carved them and put them here. I promised that those who want to buy them will take them home when they see them."

The two people in front of the boat looked at each other again.

"Did someone order these ice sculptures with you?" Ruan Xueyin asked.

Then why not just pick it up at home and ask the elderly in their seventies to wait at the morning market in the cold weather?
"Yeah." The old man smiled again.

Gu Xinglang did not believe that anyone would want to buy ice sculptures. "This buyer is also interesting. I think there is a ceremony to keep the year at home, and the ice sculptures are used as decorations?"

Ordinary people don't have such interest, but big families might.But big families don't act like this.

So it's still weird.

"He made an order, but he hasn't been able to come to pick it up." The old man spoke slowly, but his words were clear, "But I have received the order money, and I don't want to miss the appointment. I will make things when ice is available in freezing weather. When will he come? , and get it back in time.”

The two people in front of the boat were dumbfounded.

"You mean, he ordered it but didn't come to pick it up, so you re-carve it every time it snows and freezes until that person shows up and takes it away?" Ruan Xueyin blurted out and couldn't help chasing after it.
"How many times do you have to carve?"

How many frozen days does Yindong have this year?The obsidian curtain can only observe the sky, but can't see the cold and warm.

"December is coming to an end, at least five or eight times." Gu Xinglang answered in a gentle voice.

If it is a continuous freezing day, then there is no need to repeat carving, and the number of times should be less.

"I don't remember." The old woman shook her head lightly, her voice clear and bright, "Zhengguang 13 years, this is two winters. Every winter there are always five or eight carvings." She looked at Gu Xinglang with a smile,
"Young master is right."

The son is wrong.certainly.Five or eight times a year, but she carved for 52 years in winter.

Both Gu Xinglang and Ruan Xueyin are very clear about the meaning of Zhengguang's 13 years.It was the latest four-nation war, and it was also the most war-like battle in Qingchuan in the past 100 years. The year of the Yin state was not Yongkang, the Qi state was not Jinghong, the Wei state was not Chonghe, and the Bai state was not Longping.

Far away, they are their parents and grandparents.

Zhengguang was the reign title of the Yin Kingdom at that time.For some reason, when the later generations wrote the history of Qingchuan, whenever they mentioned the year, they always used Zhengguang.

Maybe it's because Yin Guo is the oldest.

So that Zhengguang 13 years inexplicably became the synonym for that period of national war.

So this ice sculpture buyer left Ning'an to go to the battlefield in Zhengguang in 13 years, and this old woman has been carving ice since then and waited for him to come back.

Waited 52 years.

A story that is too much like a story.The two were silent, it was not easy to speculate, Ruan Xueyin said after a long while:

"Is he alive or dead?"

That's why we have to wait.But in 52 years, what are you waiting for, it's just a teenager's nightmare.

The old woman nodded: "I didn't see his body. The men who went to our place at that time, whether they were dead or alive, they all came back."

I don't know life and death and didn't come back. It may be that something was missed and the body was not brought back, or it may be that I went to another country to do heavy work, and the house is already full of children and grandchildren.

The two thought so at the same time, but there was no answer.

"So I can't buy this ice swallow today." Gu Xinglang said for another while.

The old woman's sinking eyes lit up, "Master, did you like this swallow?"

"Yeah. Swallows are good, but also parting; spring comes, and disappears." Gu Xinglang smiled, "It's fair, it teaches people to be calm. I haven't collected ice sculptures of swallows yet."

Ruan Xueyin's words were sour, and she was even more happy.In the world, he and she actually have the same clarity, he is because of experience, she is because of nature.

Because everything is fine.Since they can be calm, they should also be able to calmly deal with changes in the future or even parting.

"He also likes swallows." The old man couldn't help nodding, smiling like the spring of Zhengguang's 13th year.

Not far away.Ruan Xueyin didn't have time to think about it, but saw the old woman take out a box from under her feet, it was old and hard, but it was big enough to put the whole Bingyan in.

"It's a destined person. This swallow gave you two."

Ruan Xueyin wanted to say, why not keep it and wait for an old friend to buy it.Gu Xinglang took it with both hands and thanked him.

Near noon, although it was still freezing cold, the swallow could not support the bright sun.It is also difficult to survive in the placement box.The two bid farewell to the boat, and the skating car left silently. After walking for a long time, Ruan Xueyin suddenly turned back and came to the old man.

"You know he's not coming back, don't you?"

She can clearly explain it with deep affection, but she doesn't believe that the word "sentimental deep" can last 52 years, a lifetime of one person.She also didn't want to know if she was married or if she actually had her own home at all.

She just wanted to know why she was waiting.

Some abrupt.The old woman didn't think so, she smiled and said slowly:
"Girl, the ice won't last most of the year, so it will melt if you say so."

Ruan Xueyin didn't understand.

"I can't stand it, and neither can people. One life is only a hundred years. If I want to wait, I will wait. There is no need for a reason. The girl looks like she is only eighteen or nineteen?"

No elder has ever talked to her like this, so close and caring.Ruan Xueyin didn't quite get used to it, she was stunned for a moment and replied:

"21."

The old man nodded, "When I was in my early twenties, I thought I was an adult for a long time and knew the world. Looking back now, I am still a little girl. Looking back now," she repeated,

"I can't remember many things that were important at that time. Instead, I remember a certain sentence, a certain expression, a certain moment in spring, and the marks left by Yan Guo."

Ruan Xueyin was inexplicably emotional with these words.She felt that she already had this kind of moment, Gu Xinglang's eyes, the color of the lights in Zhexue Temple, the light and warmth until the end will never be forgotten in this life.

"And a certain agreement?" She laughed and asked softly.

"And a certain agreement." The old man also laughed, "The agreement is the mark left by Yan Guo. I remember it day and night, so how can I not wait."

Wait.Ruan Xueyin felt at ease, and said goodbye to the old man again, and the skating car returned to Xinglang's side.

"It's a rare opportunity, did you go to learn the scriptures?" Gu Xinglang joked as he saw her contented.

"Ah."

Unexpectedly, she admitted it generously, Gu Xinglang pretended to be calm and said:
"What sutra? I'll learn it too."

"You can't learn."

"Hurry up." There is no reason not to ask the bottom of the question, "What did you say?"

"Tell me that my husband and son-in-law have been found well, and tell me to cherish them."

For more than 300 days in the whole year, Ruan Xueyin never said such a thing, even as a joke.

Gu Xinglang felt that the blood was about to flow to his forehead, so he simply stopped and looked at her brightly, "Say it again."

Seeing that he was acting childish again, Ruan Xueyin couldn't laugh or cry, "Don't say good things twice."

"No." He said seriously, "Then how do you plan to cherish it?"

Ruan Xueyin was even more amused, "Don't I cherish it?"

"It's better for me to cherish you." The words were full of resentment.

"You talk a lot." Ruan Xueyin stretched out her hands to pinch his face, "I don't rely on words, I rely on actions."

Gu Xinglang always felt that the words were not right, he chewed for a while, and coughed, "It's because I do a lot."

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