Wanqingsi

Chapter 47
There was another "Super Oiran" competition, and Hongye entered the top five, and the next round is the finals to determine the top three. I still haven't seen Mr. Yu.The last time I received a purse from Master Jiu, I thought his attitude was a bit weird. When I saw him this time, I saw his attitude towards me was polite, gentle and natural, and I couldn't help laughing secretly at myself for being suspicious.In the next five-to-three competition, Hongye is very nervous. In fact, her popularity is already very high. Every time she votes outside the venue, she is hovering in the first or second place. The hope of winning the championship is still very high, but she must be in the finals. It still takes a little thought to be outstanding, I thought about it, and rehearsed a dance with her, and dedicated the day to her for the past few days.

Chu Shang still comes every night, and his attitude towards me is still indifferent, but after getting along for so long, I can still feel that he is a little different from before, or he can no longer treat me like the original one. Completely pure hatred, or now he also has a trace of remorse in his heart.Apart from embracing me to sleep, he didn't do anything more out of bounds. For him not taking my body forcibly after the time I came back to life, I was actually grateful and grateful.Because I am not Wei Lanxue, my hatred for him is not as deep as his cruelty to me. When I am in his arms, I feel more sad. I see his contradictions, struggles, pain, and clumsiness. Expressing his concern for me expressively, a sense of powerlessness that cannot be responded to often emerges from the bottom of my heart.

So, the only thing left is silence. I can’t remember how long we haven’t spoken to each other. These days, he and I are like pantomime players. Falling asleep in silence.Chu Shang, you are pitiful. You met me at the wrong time and at the wrong place. Because of Wei Lanxue's identity, no matter whether you hate me or love me, it is a kind of deep-seated torture for you.And me, I am sad, I can't easily forget those bloody and terrifying pictures, and your imprisonment of my freedom, even if you are so careful to repair the harm you did to me, I can't fall in love with you.The distance between my heart and your soul is separated by a huge gully, no matter how long we sleep together, no matter how tightly you hold me, it cannot be crossed.

The day before the "Super Oiran" finals, Fusheng came to see me and brought two cans the size of coconuts.I saw that he tidied up neatly and his clothes were worn out but clean. I was very happy, knowing that his mother's illness must have improved.When he saw me, his face blushed slightly, and he saluted me politely: "Hello, girl."

"Don't be too polite, Fusheng, is Aunt Zhou's illness better?" I asked him with a smile.

"After taking the medicine prescribed by the doctor, it's already much better." There was a trace of gratitude in Fusheng's eyes, "The doctor said that there is nothing serious, as long as you continue to take the medicine for a while."

"That's good." I said with a smile, "When my aunt recovers from her illness, the whole family will recover. Fusheng is a man, so he must take good care of his mother."

"I know." He nodded, and handed over the small pot in his hand, "Mother said this is the bean curd that the girl made with her that day, and she can eat it now, so she asked me to bring it to the girl."

"Really?" I cheered up, stood up and took the two small jars, and said with a smile, "I want to try the taste, Xiaohong, bring me a pair of bowls and chopsticks."

Opening the cover of a small jar, a strong fragrance of fermented bean curd came out. I smiled and said, "It seems to be pretty good."

Fusheng nodded happily: "Well, my mother and I tried it, and it was delicious. The girl is so smart, I didn't expect moldy tofu to make such delicious food."

Xiaohong brought the bowls and chopsticks, I took a piece out, opened the vegetable leaves, picked a little and put it in my mouth, frowned, Fusheng looked at my reaction, and asked strangely: "Does the girl think it's not delicious?" ?”

It's not that it's not delicious, but it's still not the taste in my memory, the taste of my mother, and my heart feels a little sour.Looking up and seeing Fusheng's nervous expression, he squeezed out a smile: "It's okay, but the fermented bean curd is still a bit hard, and it will be better after a few days."

He heaved a sigh of relief, nodded happily, I thought about it, and said to Fusheng: "Fusheng, let Aunt Zhou take this fermented bean curd to the street and try to sell it, see if anyone buys it, if anyone is willing to buy it, In the future, my aunt can start this small business, so I don’t have to work so hard to grind beans and order tofu. Since there are many people selling tofu, I can just buy ready-made tofu and make it.”

Fu Sheng nodded, and said happily: "Mother also means the same thing, why don't you ask me to ask the girl if she is selected? Mother said that this is the idea that the girl thought of, and it will only happen if the girl agrees."

There is really nothing to say about my aunt's behavior this week, I smiled and said: "Well, why not, you can do whatever you want, I will go to your house again another day, and discuss this fermented bean curd with my aunt carefully. practice."

"Then Fusheng is going back first, thank you girl." Fusheng saluted me and left happily.I told Xiaohong to find me two more small cans, divided the unpacked fermented bean curd into three cans, and said to Xiaohong: "Keep one can for this, give one to Miss Hongye, and send another to General Ji Go to the house."

"What about this can?" Xiaohong pointed to the unopened can.I took a look at the jar, and said with a smile: "I want to send that jar to Mr. Yue, please ask Mother Yue to help me prepare the sedan chair." I must leave such a good thing to Feng Ge.

Xiaohong did as I asked, and was ready to go out with the jar in her hand. I called her and said hesitantly, "Ask General Ji for me, will he come to tomorrow's game?"

Xiaohong looked at me strangely, and said: "General Ji is the judge, of course he is going, so do you need to ask?"

"Don't worry about it, just ask him like this." I pondered for a while, and then said, "Tell the general that I will be on stage tomorrow, and I really want him to come."

Xiaohong looked at me in confusion, but still nodded and said: "Xiaohong knows."

She took the jar and went out, I tidied it up, changed my clothes, and went to find Feng Ge with another whole jar of fermented bean curd in my arms.Seeing that it was me, the old slave Qiubo who opened the door hurriedly welcomed me in, and said with a smile, "Young lady is coming today, why didn't someone come to let you know?"

I smiled and said, "I thought I haven't seen Feng Ge for so long, so I came here directly, I'm sorry."

"It's nothing, it's nothing." Uncle Qiu said happily, "Master will be happy to see the girl."

Feng Ge came out from the inner courtyard to greet me, and jokingly said to me: "Little girl, does your son remember seeing me now?"

I jumped into his arms happily, took a sip of his refreshing scent, and said with an evil smile: "I will never forget the handsome man I have met, let alone a peerless handsome man like Feng Ge."

"Poor mouth." He said with a broken smile, fondled my head lovingly, took my hand, saw the small pot in my hand, and asked, "What are you carrying? Why didn't you give it to Uncle Qiu?"

"Well, good stuff." I held up the jar and said with a smile, "You'll know when you taste it."

He smiled, took the jar, took my hand and walked into the yard.I lay down leisurely on the bamboo rocking chair in the courtyard, looked at Feng Ge and asked, "What has Feng Ge been doing these days?"

He made tea for me, raised his eyes and smiled at me when he heard the words: "I'm an idler, I have nothing to do all day long, unlike you, I'm having fun."

"Huh? Feng Ge knows what I did?" I tilted my head to look at him curiously, and asked with a smile.

"I don't know, but I want it." He joked with a smile, "How about Xue'er telling me?"

"I didn't do anything!" I turned my head to think for a while, and said with a smile, "Well, I tamed a little wild cat in the General's Mansion, er, and helped an aunt invent fermented bean curd."

"Little wild cat? Fermented bean curd?" He chuckled, "It sounds very interesting."

I smiled and nodded, and told him how I met Ji Pingan in the General's Mansion and was made things difficult for him, how Ping An went to Yihong Building to make trouble, how he fought poetry with a group of rich and arrogant girls, and how Hongye caused troubles in the "Super Oiran" contest. Feng Feng also talked about how to help Aunt Zhou make fermented bean curd... Except for the parts about Mr. Yu, Chu Shang and Yu Dieer, which I skipped on purpose, I told Feng Ge about the rest.Feng Ge looked at me with a smile, as if every word I said was interesting.After I finished speaking frothyly, he handed over the tea and teased, "Moisturize your throat."

I wrinkled my nose and said in disbelief, "They tell you stories, but you still make fun of them, so stop telling them."

He smiled and said nothing.My eyes turned to the fermented bean curd pot, and I said with a smile: "Feng Ge, come and taste the fermented bean curd I mentioned." Then I stood up and unwrapped the pot on the table, and sent him to get the bowls and chopsticks.

He came back with the bowls and chopsticks, sat down at the table, I picked some, handed it to his mouth, and said like a treasure: "Taste it."

He glanced at the strange thing on the chopsticks, said nothing, opened his mouth and swallowed it, and swallowed it from his mouth with a strange expression, then hurriedly picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, but it was so hot that he choked it out and coughed stop.I hastily took out the silk to wipe his mouth, and said in a panic, "What's wrong? Isn't it delicious? If it's not delicious, don't eat it..."

"It's okay, it's okay..." He held my hand, calmed my panic, and smiled apologetically, "It tastes good, but I don't eat spicy food, so I don't feel comfortable..."

I suddenly said: "You don't eat spicy food, why didn't you tell me earlier? Why do you still swallow it and suffer, you're so stupid."

"Xue'er feeds me, of course I have to eat." He smiled, and he really couldn't eat spicy food, his face turned red.

"I'm sorry." I squatted down, grasped Feng Ge's hand, feeling extremely guilty in my heart, "I didn't even know you can't eat spicy food..." In vain, I still regarded him as my good friend, I knew and cared about him It is simply too little.

"Fool..." He sighed, looked at me deeply, and said with a quiet smile, "I was thinking, who will have the good fortune to marry our little Xue'er in the future."

"Will you be blessed if you marry me?" I laughed, "Maybe it's the beginning of the pain."

"Even if there is pain..." Feng Ge looked at me quietly, and said with a faint smile, "It's also pain and happiness."

Pain and happiness, is this not the case in this world?I was touched by his words, I put my head on his lap, and said softly: "Is Feng Ge happy?"

"Whoever is with Xue'er will be happy." Feng Ge gently stroked my hair and said with a light smile.

Feng Ge, how can I be so good, but you tolerate me so wholeheartedly.Oh, my good friend..., I buried my face in his lap, my heart was so hot, my eyes were sweating.

——2006, September, 9
(End of this chapter)