reborn girl

Chapter 127

The gloomy sky seemed to be overcast, and the withered and yellow leaves swirled and slid from the wall with the cold wind. In the silent atmosphere, the sound of hurried footsteps came from far and near, hurriedly, I saw a woman in gray cloth and rough clothes, holding a wooden food box in her hand, shrunk her shoulders, pushed open the door with wind under her feet, closed it behind her back, turned around and tightened her already thin clothes, and looked towards the palm of her hand. Letting out a sigh, he rubbed his palms together, and when his fingers were no longer so stiff, he picked up the food box and walked quickly to the side room on the west side.

Pushing open the door, due to the age of the door, creaking and creaking sounds followed the woman's movements, and the sound of squeaking pierced the eardrums, making the place even more lonely and gray.

But the woman stepped into the threshold carefully, carrying the food box with a smile on her face, and looked at the plain-clothed woman who was kneeling on the futon in the middle of the room, holding a Buddhist bead, and looked up at the plain-clothed woman who was confessing to Guanyin in front of her. Walking in with bumpy steps, he said happily:

"Master, the young master came here just now and gave you a box of food. This servant saw it, but it's all your favorite food. It's still warm, so you can eat while it's hot!"

As she said that, she hurriedly brought over the small table that she used to use in the past, opened the food box, and took everything out carefully. After a while, the table was full of people, and when she arranged the chopsticks neatly, The smiling face raised her head to look at the woman, but she suddenly bumped into the woman's dark eyes on the futon and looked over coldly. His mind froze in vain, as if he had been splashed with cold water, and his expression immediately became humble and cautious.

She was overjoyed, and almost forgot how much her master's increasingly weird temperament and creepy eyes that could freeze people to the bone made her heart tremble, and I'm afraid I can't say it.

Remembering this in vain, the servant girl's expression became more respectful, and she lowered her head again, as if she wanted to shrink into her neck and teach her frightening master not to see again.

The whole room was silent for a while, and then it seemed like a long time, and it seemed like a short moment, only to hear a deep sigh resounding, and a cold voice came slowly:

"What about him? Still don't want to come and see me?"

The servant girl's heart suddenly trembled, she endured the cold sweat on her back, and replied carefully:
"Master, the young master, he is now in an important position, and he is very busy. I heard from the servants next to the young master, that the young master always goes out when it is dark, and returns when it is dark." I can't go home, and sometimes during the day, I'm too busy to even have a hot meal. I came to see you today, so I made a special effort to go around the carriage and follow the yamen office to rush to deliver hot food to you here."

Saying that, the maid quietly glanced at the face of the master, and quickly lowered her head after only one glance, thinking about the expressionless and empty face of the master, she even considered it:
"Looking at the dust all over the body, the young master looked at the dusty shoes on his feet, and his face was covered with frost, especially when his eyes were black and green, he was extremely tired. The young master asked the servant carefully. You are well-fed and well-fed, and you are in good health. In the end, you didn't even bother to drink tea, so you left in a hurry. The servants looked at it, and the young master must be busy with work, so he didn't have a chance to see the master, but the young master thought in his heart You must remember the master, um..."

One might as well feel that he talked too much, the servant girl paused in her heart, and didn't dare to look at the face of the master, just kept her head sullen and said nothing, only treating herself as a piece of wood.

However, the woman kneeling on the futon bent her straight back slightly, sat loosely on her insteps, and turned her head slowly. Skimming over the dishes, she smiled lightly, shifted her gaze to the crowed hair of the bowed maidservant, and said casually:

"Open your mouth, little duke, shut up, little duke, if you have other ideas, go by your own ability. Although I'm down and down here, I can't allow that bitch to step on me and climb up."

The cold air in the words shot straight at the frightened maidservant who was trembling all over, and she kowtowed her head again and again with a panicked expression:

"Master, I dare not give birth to two minds. Master is your slave, so I will serve you for the rest of my life. Master, I am wronged! I am wronged! I am wronged!"

The woman who was still expressionless, just watched the maidservant in front of her blushing her forehead, even showing traces of blood. stop road:

"Okay, if you don't have it, let it be. I understand, stop shouting, it makes my ears hurt."

"Yes, yes—" the servant girl immediately closed her mouth, wiped away the tears on her face with her sleeves, suppressed the crying in her throat, her face turned red from boredom, but she didn't dare to make a sound.

She was really afraid of this moody master!

And that woman, at this moment, had already picked up the chopsticks, looked down at the exquisite dishes on the table, picked them casually, squinted her eyes and looked at the red and white jade filaments in front of her without emotion, and sneered in vain , throwing the chopsticks with a wave of his hands, and lowered the corners of his eyes in disdain:

"Now, I have to rely on the kindness of my own brother to eat such good food. What's the matter? It's been so many years, and my parents still don't want to take me home?"

This is not something the servant girl dared to answer, she could only bend down even lower, holding back her trembling body, clutching her palms tightly, sinking deeply into her flesh, enduring the fear in her heart.

The woman didn't need others to respond, she couldn't help but be full of anger, and twisted the string of Buddhist beads in her hand like a twist, her mind was full of resentment at her family's neglect of her.

She couldn't remember how many days she had spent in this withered, quiet and miserable family temple, but she only remembered that since the day her father cruelly abandoned her, there were no more fancy clothes, no more treasures, and she only had vegetables and tofu every day. The few light vegetarian dishes are boiled, and there is not even a bit of meat.

She has cried, quarreled, and scolded angrily, but those old women with mean faces just looked at her coldly, let him overturn the table, and the dishes and dishes were broken all over the floor. After exhausting her scolding, she dragged her into a small room with darkness on all sides, locked the doors and windows, and yelled loudly. No matter what else, she only drank a bowl of clean water every day, and did not let her go until she was confined for three days. she came out.

However, after that, it was still daily cabbage tofu, simple food, and she had never seen enough in the first half of her life. She had eaten all the suffering that she couldn't even imagine. Always punishing her one way or another, only making her miserable.

It's not that she never thought about complaining to her mother, but...

At the beginning of the punishment, only one girl was left beside her, and the rest were dismissed. It was the letter that was written, but it could not be sent to the Hou's mansion.

The more she was discouraged, the more she gave up, and could only calmly wait for the day when her father's heart softened and he would let her go home.

but,

However, day by day, year by year, except for the clothes and quilts sent by the family, or the food, it is all through the hands of the maid, but she can't see it, those mean women say, say, this It's a rule in the family temple——

Ha ha!

The woman on the futon, that is Wen Xinyue, had a mocking light in her eyes, a sneer in the corner of her mouth, and stared at the dishes on the table with disdain, her heart was full of sadness.

This is the family temple of her Wen family, her father's Wen family, are these damn rules all for her, the daughter of the head of the family?

Ghosts believe it!

In the final analysis, it was just that her father didn't want to see her and prevented others from seeing her.

But, does father know that she has given up her mind!
Slowly lowering her eyelids, her eyes slowly moved to the hair hanging in front of her body. The black hair was mixed with gray hair, and her whole withered and dilapidated heart was shattered. It fell to the ground, and the skinny palm touched the cheek stiffly. It was no longer delicate and tender when it was carefully maintained before. The finger slowly passed the corner of the eye, bit by bit, thinly, as if you could detect the thin and deep Deep texture.

The poor family temple and mean women have long worn away her beauty. Now, she has been afraid to look at her withered face in the mirror for a long time.

Looking up at the merciful Guanyin statue on the case, Wen Xinyue clenched her fingers tightly, what did she do wrong, what did she do wrong?She doesn't understand, even though it has been about the family temple for several years, she still doesn't understand, why?Why do they just not want her to be happy?Don't even want her to have such humble happiness?

Her life is already so miserable, why can't everyone see her well?
The chest was heaving violently, Wen Xinyue stared at Guanyin with eyes full of hatred, Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva, since you are so merciful, why don't you want to have pity on me and give me some points?
I worship you every day and burn incense to worship you every day, but why, until now, my family members still don’t want to see me, and only use those disgusting excuses to alienate me. Have you ever given me a little bit of your compassion?
However, no one could answer her.

The rising cigarettes blurred the compassionate Avalokitesvara, and the eyes of the universal salvation gradually sank in the smoke, as if pity, but also indifference. He only looked at the humble and ant-like woman from above, and looked at her indifferently. sink, sink
(End of this chapter)