Gu Xijue's "Warm Love" Collection

Chapter 50 I'm always by your side (17)
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Fu Beichen came to Yuxi Town for the third time. When he first came many years ago, it was also the season of reeds in August. At that time, Yuxi Town had not yet developed tourism, and there was a sense of human fireworks in its simplicity.Now it has become one of the well-known small towns in the south of the Yangtze River, and it is much more lively and noisy than before.

He came this time to confirm who the son-in-law who was supported by the Cheng family for thousands of years together with Princess Jiachun was.But the most important thing is to come to see her.

The Princess Son-in-law Temple is not luxurious. Its beauty comes from the pious offerings from generation to generation. Although the focus of tourists today is only the princess and the son-in-law giving up fame and wealth, living together in the Lushan Mountains, and just want to spend a simple life together.Both the front hall and the main hall are newly built. Not only is there a cauldron for burning incense, but also a painted statue of the princess consort.Fu Beichen didn't stop in front, and walked unhurriedly all the way to the backyard where there were few tourists. He stopped in front of the stone tablet surrounded by iron bars, and looked intently. The name of the son-in-law was clearly written on it——Fu Yuanduo .

Fu Yuanzheng, Fu Yuanduo... He frowned, thinking of the fourth brother in his dream who was six or seven points similar to him.Is it him?Which one is right?Is it recorded in historical materials, or here?
In his heart, he is willing to believe that this is right, because it means that he has not betrayed her.

Leaving the Princess Son-in-law Temple, Fu Beichen walked along the road he had walked in the past, and unknowingly came to the red bean tree.At this time, the red bean tree is full of pods, as if it is in the stage of passionate love full of hope.But at this moment, Fu Beichen couldn't get close at all.Because there are many tourists around the tree.

He frowned slightly, recalling that year, under this red bean tree, he met her for the first time.She led the way for him, and the painting he cherished happened to be left in her hands.By accident, he also met Zhao Jue for the first time that day.Afterwards, his original dream, which only had firelight and porcelain vases, began to gradually enrich, and he saw a story that was cut into pieces.Therefore, when he couldn't see her clearly in the dream at first, he mistook her for Zhao Jue—even though he never had any strange feelings for her from the beginning to the end.

After thousands of years, he finally found her.

Walk through the Taiping Bridge, turn right after 500 meters, and you will find Yuanyuan Tea House.

Yuanyuan, Yuanyuan, Fu Beichen stood in front of the store, staring at the wood-carved signboard, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, he liked the name of the store very much.

Go up the steps, push open the wooden hall window, and enter the shop.On one side is a cabinet with tea leaves and tea sets, and on the other side is a wall full of photos.

Fu Beichen walked towards the colorful wall, and saw the photo at a glance—under the moonlight, some porcelains were placed irregularly, casting overlapping shadows on the ground.The tone of the whole photo is very cold, revealing a kind of aloof arrogance.And a photo next to it shows dazzling flames emanating from a huge chimney.That relentless determination is in sharp contrast to the previous photo.

He recognized that these two photos were taken in Gao Ling's villa.

"Fu Beichen?" Hearing this voice again, Fu Beichen felt very familiar, as if he had heard it for a thousand years.

He stretched his brows and eyes, turned to face Yuan Yuan, and replied, "Yes, it's me."

He came to her through thousands of mountains and rivers, and her heart has not yet belonged, which made him more fortunate than anything else.

"Why are you here?" Yuanyuan was very surprised, thinking of the conversation with Jiang Xiaoqi in the temple, it really felt like a Buddha appeared at this moment!Then I thought of the text message I sent in a moment of anger, and immediately became embarrassed.

"I..." Fu Beichen paused and said, "I came to your house specially to ask for a cup of tea."

Hearing this, Yuanyuan felt a little relieved, he didn't think badly of her because of that text message.Thinking back on his words, Yuanyuan laughed.She shook the small jar in her hand and said, "Then you came at the right time. I just came back from Master Jingshan, and the master gave me another jar."

Fu Beichen remembered the "Zen tea" she drank in her office before, and asked casually with a smile: "Master Jingshan is the master of Chongfu Temple?"

Yuanyuan nodded and said with a smile, "He's still my old classmate."

At this time, Dai Shufen came out from behind, "Yuanyuan is back? I heard you talking to someone from behind." As she spoke, Dai Shufen saw that it was Fu Beichen who came, and was a little surprised, "You sent Yuanyuan back last time." Mister Fu, right?"

Fu Beichen greeted politely: "Yes, hello, Auntie."

"Hello, hello, last time, the house was messy, and I didn't treat you well. I'm really sorry." Dai Shufen quickly invited people to the tea table, and said warmly, "Stop standing, sit down. I'm new here The cinnamon tastes good, try it." After the last funeral, she asked Yuanyuan the identity of the person who sent her home that day.Knowing that Fu Beichen is a distant relative of Cheng Shenghua's family, he has helped Yuanyuan a lot.

"Thank you." Fu Beichen sat down with a smile.

Yuanyuan sat down opposite Fu Beichen, and said, "My mother won't make me any good tea, saying that I can't drink good or bad tea anyway."

"So, you can only drink Master's Zen tea?" Fu Beichen joked with a smile.

"Master?" Dai Shufen raised her head in doubt.

Yuanyuan smiled and said, "It's Jiang Xiaoqi..."

Whenever Jiang Xiaoqi was mentioned, Dai Shufen couldn't help but sigh: "Why did he become a monk? But sometimes, I think he is really interesting. Sigh, he is also suffering..."

Seeing that her mother wanted to talk back then, Yuanyuan quickly changed the subject and said, "Mom, do you remember that I told you when I was young that I led a big brother and then picked up a big brother's picture?" painting."

Dai Shufen looked at her suspiciously, apparently not remembering such a thing.

And Fu Beichen was watching Yuanyuan quietly.

Yuanyuan said again: "The painting shows a beautiful bottle. Later, when I was on a business trip to Jingdezhen, I drew a prototype based on the shape of that bottle. I saw that the master made it very simple, but in the end I... In short, I made it It must be a failure." Yuanyuan thought that Fu Beichen was an expert in ceramics, so he picked up this topic-it was good for him.

"After all, you are not a professional. It's pretty good to have done that." Fu Beichen comforted, and then said, "However, I really want to see the original painting."

"Bottle?" Dai Shufen asked.

"Yes, Mom, I asked you to see it at the time, but you said you were too busy to read it. The bottle on the painting is really beautiful, so I still keep it." Then he said to Fu Beichen, "Do you want to see it? Then I'll get it for you right now!" Then he jumped up and ran away.Fu Beichen looked at her back with a smile on his face.Dai Shufen looked at Yuanyuan and then at Fu Beichen, thinking.

"This girl always says that the wind is the rain." Dai Shufen poured a cup of brewed tea and brought it to Fu Beichen.

Fu Beichen thanked him, put the teacup to his mouth, and smelled the fresh fragrance before he drank it. He took a sip, swallowed it for a while, and praised: "I've always heard that good cinnamon has frankincense. Finally tasted it for the first time."

"You can tell you're an expert just by drinking tea." Dai Shufen added some more for him.

After a while, Yuan Yuan rushed over with the painting in his hand, unfolding it like offering a treasure.

As soon as Dai Shufen saw the painting, her head buzzed, "This..."

She saw Fu Beichen looking at the painting again, with a nostalgic look on his face?At least, not like the first time we met.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong?" Yuanyuan found that her mother's face was not very good.

"Oh, I'm fine." Dai Shufen slowed down, took the painting into her hand, looked at it seriously, and then said to Yuanyuan, "Yuanyuan, mom suddenly remembered that I ordered glutinous rice hand-made rice cakes with your aunt Wang this morning." , go and help me get it back."

Yuan Yuan was taken aback, "Now?"

"It's getting late, your Aunt Wang closes the shop early. Go and come back soon."

Yuanyuan glanced at Fu Beichen, and reluctantly went out to do errands.

Fu Beichen was so keen that he naturally felt Dai Shufen's excess. When Yuanyuan left the teahouse, he looked at Dai Shufen and waited for her to speak.

"Mr. Fu, have you...have you ever seen this painting, or the porcelain vase in it?"

Fu Beichen only hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I have indeed seen the porcelain vase in the painting. And this painting was drawn by me." Fu Beichen thought, these words that he had never told anyone, but today he did not say anything. She frankly confessed to others without shyness, just because she is Cheng Yuanyuan's mother.

"You drew it?" Dai Shufen was even more surprised now, "Excuse me, where did you see this porcelain vase?"

"Tell me, maybe you won't believe it." Fu Beichen paused, "It was in a dream."

When Dai Shufen heard this, she just thought that he might have seen it somewhere, and then dreamed about it in a dream, but she forgot.

"Auntie, are you interested in the porcelain vase in the painting?"

Dai Shufen sighed, and said, "My family used to have one that was exactly the same."

"What about now?" Fu Beichen's hands on his knees under the table slowly tightened, and then loosened.Not surprising, but such a coincidence still made him unable to calm down.

"There are many porcelain vases of similar shape. How can you be sure that the one I painted is the same as the one in your house?" It must be the same.

"Because not only the appearance is exactly the same, but also the words and paintings on it are exactly the same." Dai Shufen pointed to the words on the bottle in the painting, and said, "On the porcelain bottle in my house, this song "Autumn Wind Ci" is also engraved, with stones and cattail grass painted on it. "

Dai Shufen added: "Unfortunately, not long after Yuanyuan was born, this porcelain vase disappeared. Because it was passed down from the ancestors, Yuanyuan's grandmother had a grudge against Yuanyuan, and she often angered the child... which caused the child to feel uneasy. ..." Thinking of these past events now, Dai Shufen feels like a lifetime ago, "I have never figured out how the well-preserved bottle disappeared for no reason? If it was a thief, why didn't the thief steal other things? Just stole the bottle?" In the end, Dai Shufen shook her head with a smile and said, "Actually, I thought that if I could get the porcelain bottle back, it would solve Yuanyuan's knot in her heart, but maybe this child would have died a long time ago. I don't mind. Yuanyuan is usually careless and irritated when doing things, but this way she won't be too entangled in some things, and she is more open-minded and let go than me. So Mr. Fu, just pretend that I didn't ask about it today. "

Fu Beichen naturally cooperated, pressed his thoughts, and said: "Okay."

At this time, Yuanyuan came back in a hurry with two bags of hand-made rice cakes.

Fu Beichen didn't stay at Yuanyuan's house for long. After drinking two cups of tea, he got up and said goodbye: "I've been bothering you for so long, and I'm going back too. Auntie, thank you for the cinnamon."

"Leaving now?" Yuan Yuan stared at him with wide eyes, "Let's leave after dinner."

Fu Beichen smiled and said, "No, next time. I'm going to have dinner with Professor Fu tonight."

Dai Shufen also wanted to persuade her to stay, but seeing that the other party had already made an appointment, she didn't ask to stay any longer, she just said: "Then Yuanyuan, send Mr. Fu off."

Yuanyuan said "Oh", and when she reluctantly sent Fu Beichen out, she heard him say, "After the Mid-Autumn Festival, I'm going to Japan for a business trip."

"Are you going to Japan?"

"There is a ceramics academic exchange meeting over there, and I will be back in about a week."

"So long?"

When the two of them walked outside the door, Fu Beichen said softly, "Yes, it's been so long..." He raised his hand and took down a golden ginkgo leaf that fell on her shoulder just now. hand.

"Just send it here, you can go into the house." He couldn't tell her about that life until he had fully figured it out.Wait a little longer, Fu Beichen thought, wait a little longer, anyway, I have been waiting for so long...

"I'd better take you to where you parked."

"No need. Goodbye, Yuanyuan." Fu Beichen's voice was gentle, but it seemed like a promise.

Yuan Yuan stood by the door, watching Fu Beichen drift away, suddenly a little dazed, she seemed to have returned to a certain day long ago.

Originally, it only took four to 10 minutes to drive from Yuxi Town to Jinghai City, but it became a congested pot of porridge because of the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday.When Fu Beichen finally drove to Fuxin Xinyuan, it was already dark, and he leaned his head on the steering wheel with exhaustion and relief.

"Cheng Yuanyuan." A murmur seemed to contain a thousand words.

In a daze, he saw her in the fire, smiling sadly at him.At that moment, he felt that his heart stopped beating, it was a kind of pain that went deep into the bone marrow.

Fu Beichen went to Japan, and Yuanyuan was still busy every day, but she didn't complain at all.Because she found that she couldn't be free recently, because as long as she was free, she would think about Fu Beichen involuntarily.

Yuanyuan thought, could this be the so-called lovesickness?
Yuanyuan was thinking about Fu Beichen, and at the same time thinking about the new column——Zhang Yueren asked her to come up with a column topic within this week.She thought about it, and suddenly an idea popped up.

Early the next morning, Yuanyuan walked into Zhang Yueren's office and handed in the topic proposal for the new column "The Past and Present of Yuxi Town" that he had been working on all night.When Zhang Yueren took it, he looked up at her and said, "Did you stay up late?"

Yuan Yuan nodded, "Editor-in-chief, you have great powers."

Zhang Yueren ignored panda-eyed Cheng Yuanyuan's implicit accusation of "inhumanity" to him, scanned the topic in hand, and asked, "I remember Yuxi Town is your hometown?"

"Yes." Yuanyuan nodded.

Zhang Yueren crossed his hands and thought for a while, then asked: "The Princess Concubine Temple is indeed a good starting point. But you also wrote a ruin and a thousand-year-old red bean tree on it. Are these related to the Princess Concubine Temple? "

"I think so. Before liberation, Yuxi Town was just a village called Princess Village. The son-in-law's surname was Fu, but there wasn't a single Fu family in the village. Almost all of them were surnamed Cheng, but the only ancestral hall in the village didn't belong to the Cheng family. It's the Princess Concubine's Temple. Some people have guessed whether the ruins are the Cheng family's ancestral hall, but I don't think it's right. The Cheng family has been there, guarding the Princess Concubine's Temple, but not rebuilding the ancestral hall of their ancestors. Isn't that right? Is it strange? There is also the thousand-year-old red bean tree. It seems that the time when it was planted happened to be the era when the princess consort lived. Could there be a story behind it?"

"It's interesting." A faint smile flashed across the corner of Zhang Yueren's mouth, and then he took out a business card holder from the drawer, rummaged through it, took out one and handed it to Yuan Yuan, and said, "This Gu Wenlin is from the Cultural Relics Bureau of Jinghai City. Deputy director. I don't know him very well, but we met a few times at the dinner table, and the conversation was pretty good. Please remember his contact information, and if you have any difficulties, you can try to find him. "

After finishing speaking, he was thoughtful, and after watching Yuanyuan save the person's mobile phone number, he added another sentence: "Fu Beichen knows him very well."

"..."

(End of this chapter)