Houmen's concubine

Chapter 51
The town where they are staying at the moment is called Qingyuan Town, which is a water town, and the whole town is run through by several rivers.

People in the town go out, either on the clean bluestone road, or under the thick willow tree by the small river in front of the door, untie the rope that fastens the boat, jump on the boat, and shake the oars, so the boat Take you leisurely to visit relatives and friends...

This town is also a town with unique scenery, because plum trees and weeping willows are planted on both sides of the river.

At this time, when the plum blossoms are in full bloom, tourists from four towns and eight towns come to see the scenery. Unfortunately, after such a heavy rain, the plum blossoms that have just opened their buds suddenly turn into mud and dust...

Ju said that after the plum blossoms bloom every year, there are plum petals falling on both sides of the river surface, which look like rippling pink ribbons from a distance.

It can be regarded as a beautiful scenery in Qingyuan Town!

If it is placed in modern times, plastic bottles, plastic bags and other modern garbage floating in the river, no matter how many peach blossoms fall into the river, it will not be beautiful.

However, at this moment, if there is a plastic bag and a plastic bottle, it is probably a rare commodity, and it will be worth money. It must be a hot commodity!
When the group arrived at the inn in the town, it was still raining outside.

Xie Yuheng is a master with a serious cleanliness obsession, no matter where he goes, he always goes to the bubble bath first.

Ever since she hid Wang Tong'er from serving him on the first day, she never asked her to do it again, but every time he thought about it, he would still make a bad face at her.

Wang Tong'er could only pretend that she didn't understand, and every time she found a reason to leave the guest room.

Today, he also knew that the little girl was not feeling well, so he just told her: "Don't wander around, just sit here."

Then he ordered Xiaomo to make a bowl of ginger and brown sugar water in the kitchen of the inn, and serve it to Wang Tong'er.

It was raining heavily outside, and she had nowhere to go, so she leaned against the door of the guest room, and waited for Xie Yuheng to take a bath before she went in to serve her.

How did Xiao Mo know that when a girl came, she wanted sunflower water and ginger brown sugar water?
He also thought that Wang Tong'er might be caught in the rain and catch cold, so he gave Wang Tong'er the ginger and brown sugar water he got from the kitchen, "Miss Tong'er, drink it while it's hot."

"Ah?" "Thank you Brother Mo." Wang Tong'er was stunned for a second, and then thanked Zhuan Xi excitedly.

She knew that Xie Yuheng must have ordered Xiao Mo, since he handed her the small brass hand stove in the carriage, she probably knew it.

Unexpectedly, the Shizi, who is superficially unkind, is still a caring and warm man.

Wang Tong'er was grateful, picked up the bowl, and drank the ginger and brown sugar water in one gulp.

Suddenly a warm current in the stomach and even the stomach is warm, and the heart is also warm...

At this time, in the lobby downstairs, the guests staying at the accommodation ran into the lobby bored, sat at the table in twos and threes and talked, and the voice came.

"I don't know when the rain will stop, but don't delay my going to the Guanyin Temple to worship Bodhisattva tomorrow."

"Well, big sister, the true spirit of the Bodhisattva in the Guanyin Temple, my cousin had no children for several years. After visiting the Guanyin Bodhisattva three times the year before last, she was pregnant when she returned. A fat boy was born a few months ago."

Two young women in their 20s were talking about the Guanyin Temple, probably the Guanyin Temple where the child was sent.

"Brother Qiu, it's lucky that we got up early to go to Guanyin Temple to enjoy the plum blossoms. Otherwise, under such a heavy rain, the plum blossoms would have become broken branches and leaves."

"Well, it's late this year. It will be more beautiful if you come a few days earlier next year to see the plum blossoms in the Guanyin Temple."

"That's true. I remember that there were not so many plum trees in the Guanyin Temple in the past. Come here this year and have a look. Hey! The plum blossoms bloom better than the plum blossoms in Tianlong Temple."

"It's really 'If you don't go through a bit of cold, how can you get the fragrance of plum blossoms.' Ah!"

Wang Tong'er could tell that in the lobby of the inn downstairs, the women sitting at the table on the east side came to the Guanyin Temple to pray for a child.

The scribes sitting at the table next to the stairs came to the Guanyin Temple to appreciate plum blossoms.

At this time, the happy innkeeper also came over, first said: "Haha!" with a laugh, and then said: "Guest officers, don't be disappointed, look out of the window from here and see—the plum blossoms in the rain and fog are also A unique view!"

The two literati who seemed to be studying just now, seeing what he said, followed his words and looked out the window.

Eh!
In the swaying wind and rain, the red plums along the river next to the road swayed with the swaying of the neighbor willows. As the shopkeeper said, it is really a unique picture in the rain!

However, in Wang Tong'er's eyes, Wang Tong'er felt inexplicably miserable about this scenery, the brightest plum blossoms were in full bloom, and now only endless depression and desolation remained.

It's like feeling like a helpless little beauty who is being bullied.

Wang Tong'er recalled that he used to visit ten thousand mu plum forests in the capital city and in the south of the Yangtze River. Every year from January to February is the season when plum blossoms are in full bloom.

Until then, there will be a lot of tourists coming from all over the country.

Yishushu plum blossoms are in various poses and with different expressions, pink and white complement each other. Walking here is a beautiful scene in the world.

In particular, there is a continuous island lake in the south of the Yangtze River. If you find a small island with few tourists, you can enjoy the multi-layered sea of ​​flowers. If you look around, you can see a touch of pink plum blossom among them, which is even more beautiful.

I didn't expect that there is a storyteller in this small inn. I don't know if the owner of the inn invited the storyteller, or did he stay here to avoid the rain?
Wang Tonger saw that the storyteller was in his forties or fifties, with three gray beards, and a slightly fat, medium-sized man. He sat at the table in the middle of the front of the hall, facing the door of the shop. Open the folding fan in your hand with a 'slap'.

Before he could speak, a store clerk grinned and asked, "Mr. Cui, what story are you telling today?"

I saw that Mr. Cui said, 'Crack! 'He gathered up the folding fan in his hand and put it on the table.Stroking his beard with one hand, looking at the peach trees swaying by the wind and rain on the edge of the river outside the store, he suddenly remembered the story of a peach demon written in a strange magazine book he had read before.

"Today, I will tell you the story of the peach demon."

"Hey! Peach demon?"

"I like hearing stories about ghosts and gods the most."

"Okay, please speak quickly, sir!"

When everyone heard that Mr. Cui said that he would tell a story about monsters, they agreed in unison.

That Mr. Cui cleared his throat again, took a sip of a bowl of hot tea from the boy who just asked him, and said: "It is said that 50 years ago, in a remote small village called Taohuawu, There is a little girl named Xiao Taohong..."

When Wang Tong'er was bored listening to Mr. Shu telling stories, the door of the guest room behind her opened, and Xiao Mo came out: "Miss Tong'er, the master is calling you."

"Oh, here we go!"

Wang Tong'er guessed that Xie Yuheng called her to grind ink.

(End of this chapter)