In ancient times, the practice of infanticide was not uncommon, especially in an era when women were losers.
But there were also times when women were money-makers. After the Song Dynasty moved south, romantic affairs became very popular. Raising beautiful daughters and training talented ones would actually help the family's livelihood.
You He hurriedly asked: "I guess he didn't kill him, right?"
"The wife in charge couldn't bear it. After all, she was a child of ten months' gestation, so she secretly asked someone to send her to Wuchen Nunnery to beg Hui Ran for help, and Lian'er's life was saved."
Now You He fully understands the meaning of what the old nun said when he scolded Lian'er.
I wonder if Lian'er herself understands this?
"Father, please forgive me for asking..." You He hesitated, "Since it's private, how does the foster father know?"
The old man sighed and said: "I said that the other members of the Zheng family were dissatisfied with the second wife. After hearing this, they saw the opportunity and went to the Yamen to bring down the head of the Zheng family. After this, the Yamen sent me to Zheng Let’s go home to examine the baby’s body.”
"I don't want to be in the same family and actually kill each other like this."
You He thought, feeling a little chilly.
"Of course the baby's body is gone. Mrs. Zheng knelt down and begged me not to tell anyone. She told me the truth to save her husband, but if she told her husband the truth, it would harm the child again," said the old man. He pointed to Wuchen Nunnery not far away, "I came here personally to find out the truth. When I found out that it was true, I returned to the master."
"Did the adoptive father tell the master?"
The master they refer to is the superior of the yamen, the official in charge of civil litigation.
"The master at that time was a good official, and I was not afraid to tell him. After he heard this, he agreed with me not to tell me anything, and then he brought the complaining family member and gave him a beating, saying that he was falsely accusing his beloved and framed his family. Only in this way did he get rid of it. Their words can calm a storm.”
Normally, the yamen bullies people by using their power to frame people and force them to confess, but this time they went against the grain. It shows that the sword does have two sides, and the fruit can be overturned.
The old man went on to say, "This is how Lian'er can grow up well. Hui Ran rarely interacts with the Zheng family on weekdays. We only meet when the Zheng family regularly sends money and food, so Lian'er's affairs are hidden."
"So, what I saw at the lantern festival yesterday must be Lian'er's..."
"younger sister."
"Is her name also Lian'er?"
"Her name is also Lian'er," the old man smiled suddenly, "In this case, when Mrs. Zheng mentions Lian'er, no one knows that there is another Lian'er. What a clever move!"
You He didn't smile, he had no intention of praising Lian'er's mother for her hard work.
He decided to really promise his adoptive father and not go to Lian'er again.
Any Lian'er.
Half a month later, Qianjin Lian'er, the daughter of Zheng's Cake Shop in front of Huangjian Yuan, heard that she was married.
A month later, Lian'er from Wuchen Nunnery was officially ordained, received the ultimatum, and was named Qingni.
The two sisters each found their destination.
Time flies, and in You He's flashy memory, many fragments pass quickly.
Those insignificant fragments are just autopsy day after day, day after day after day after day.
A farmer man in coarse cloth was lying prone next to a field ridge. There was a deep horizontal groove on the back of his head, and a piece of scalp was missing. There was a piece of hairy scalp stuck to a hoe next to him. You He remembered that he judged that he had been hit from behind. The killing force passed by... A man who fell in the weeds on the road could not tell that his age was so thin that his muscles seemed to have been digested, and his eyes were still black. He stared at the sky and looked like he had been hungry for a long time. He passed by. ... There was a wide bruise on the neck of a female corpse. The tip of her tongue was spitting out and her urine and feces were leaking out. Because he was an eunuch and had an incomplete body, and he happened to have no stable wife, they were willing to let him pass by for autopsy... They couldn't pass by.
No, this was the part he didn't want to touch.
Go away.
The memory was like strands of green silk that kept being cut. He wanted to push it away, but it became more and more entangled. The more entangled it became, the more confusing it became.
The face of the female corpse.
It's Lian'er.
Why did Lian'er die?
No, this is not Lian'er, but Lian'er's sister, also named Lian'er.
Lian'er has become a monk a long time ago...but the face of the female corpse is still Lian'er...so similar...
A strong white light struck, and You He opened his eyes.
It was still a ruined temple, it was still night, and the smell in my nose was still the smoke of burning branches and the smell of the pot of herbs cooked in the sky.
He felt extremely tired, but his heart suddenly became clear, and he knew that he might not survive the night.
Where is Yunkong?
What about the red leaves?
He wanted to see them, the two people who had accompanied him on his long journey and spent the last year of his life with him.
In the dim light of the fire, he discovered that there were more than three people inside the ruined temple.
He saw the clouds in the sky, and his thin face looked even more haggard under the firelight.
When he saw Hongye, this willful little girl couldn't help but look at him sadly.
There are two other bhikkhunis wearing monk's robes in the ruined temple, one is very young and the other is an old nun.
He knows that old nun!
How many years have passed?
There are sixty years of prosperity!
How long has it been since we last met?
You He struggled to tremble his lips, trying to speak, but found that even his lips were weak, and he couldn't help crying in frustration.
The old nun clasped his hands together, sat beside him, and said: "Amitabha, Qing Ni has come to make a bad fate..." You He smiled.
Because he finally heard the voice of this person he had been waiting for for sixty years.
Lian'er often falls into a state of confusion for no apparent reason.
Hui Ran said that she had the root of wisdom and said that this state is called "emptying". People who practice meditation must first achieve emptying before they can reach a further state.
People who can naturally enter the void naturally have wisdom roots.
But Lian'er disagreed.
She knew she wasn't giving up.
Whenever she was eating the light food in the nunnery, she would suddenly fall into a daze. What she saw before her eyes were vegetables and meat she had never eaten before, and she could not name each dish.
When she sat under the tree and listened to the wind alone, she would lose her mind for a moment and see her hands doing embroidery and doing the delicate work of a girl.
Is this really her?
Really, she had looked in the mirror during her "empty" period. It was her, that's right.
This illusion is so real and so incredible.
She has lived in a nunnery since she was a child, and has never even been to the city. Her daily life is so simple that it only reaches the lowest point of life needs. How could she have such an illusion?
She has never seen those things.
That night, she suddenly became very uneasy.
In a trance, she saw a bright red, red clothes, red cloth, red paper, red curtains, red shoes... everything was red, and what she heard in her ears was the noise of blowing.
She had never been in such chaos before, but she was unable to break free, so she had to wait.
She waited and saw two candles flickering through a layer of red gauze.
Then, something she couldn't have imagined happened.
A man lifted her hijab, the red gauze faded away, and she saw a bright red room with a handsome face looking at her with interest.
"She is indeed a beauty," the man said, "She is worthy of being my wife."
wife?
Lian'er panicked.
The man's lips came close to her, and he put his hand around her waist and pushed her down gently.
She panicked, she panicked, she wanted to break free, she wanted to escape.
But she can't.
Because it wasn't her who was overwhelmed.
It was just a hallucination, a phantom, a phantom, she could only feel it and couldn't resist it.
"don't want!"
She screamed inwardly.
The man's warm palms roamed her body, and the clothes were taken off one by one. The man's fingers caressed her skin without hesitation, and his moist tongue roamed on her delicate skin.
She lay completely helpless on the bed, unable to push away the phantom.
Slowly, her panic disappeared, and instead she relaxed and waited for the phantom to disappear.
My mood was relaxed, my skin became more sensitive, my nerves were no longer tense, but I began to feel comfortable, arousing the excitement hidden deep inside.
She cried out and moaned unconsciously.
This is very new, this is something Master has never told her before, this is unheard of.
She spread her limbs and enjoyed this strange and real illusion.
Sweat broke out from her crotch, and she felt her body expanding, like a fire slowly starting to get hotter and hotter.
She felt the coldness of her lower body clothes, and her lower body was trembling in anticipation.
Sure enough, here it comes.
it hurts!
A burst of fiery heat rushed into the body, and the flames quickly spread throughout the body.
No, it's not her who's in pain!
She knew the panic and displeasure in the other person's heart, that person's resistance, and that person's pain that was like being cut apart.
But she's not that person.
She relaxed and enjoyed the pleasure all over her body. Her body couldn't help but twist and straighten her waist in welcome.
