The thin light rain stopped in the afternoon, and a touch of glowing through the dark clouds shone on the ground. The sky after the rain seemed to have been washed, and it was exceptionally clear, and the yellow light of the sunset made it even warmer. The air became extremely fresh, with a hint of coolness. Dewdrops hang on the withered yellow leaves, dripping to the ground, throwing away thousands of colorful lights.
The girl led Zhang Junsheng to a wooden house and could see that it was very poor here -there was only one stove, a quilt, and a wooden basin in the empty house. Zhang Junsheng smelled a humid taste and felt a little uncomfortable, but the cold of his body made him even more uncomfortable.
"Oh, my clothes are wet ..." The girl squeezed her clothes soaked in rain, and laughed at him: "Wait a minute, I'll change the clothes."
Zhang Junsheng dragged cold clothes and stood on the corner of the wall, thinking of his father -in -law's ruthless words, the cold heart gradually melted into tears and burst into tears.
The girl changed her clothes and saw him standing there with grievances, wiped tears with her fingers helplessly, causing her to pity in her heart, and then walked gently behind him: "Don't cry, don't cry, be uncomfortable? I am the most? Can't see others cry. "
"I don't want to live! I don't want to live! Woohoo ..."
"Don't cry, I'm listening, say slowly ..." The girl's voice was like drizzle and wind, moisturizing his heart.
The girl realized that Zhang Junsheng was still wet, and then looked at his eyes with a smile: "You replace the wet clothes and pants and dry it. Then, you will be cute to germinate!"
"But I only have these clothes ..."
"It's okay!" The girl pointed to the quilt of the bed: "You can be there!"
"But……"
"Don't be anymore, obedient and obedient!" The girl covered her eyes with a smile: "Take off everything and put it in a wooden basin ~ I will not peek!"
Zhang Junsheng had no choice. Although he was noisy on his mouth, he was still honest. He couldn't care too much at the moment, he couldn't be cold because of shame... So, he obeyed the girl's words and took off his wet clothes one by one. With each piece taken off, Zhang Junsheng subconsciously looked at the girl.
"I have to say, you are white ..."
"You peeked at me!"
"Hey hey ... wrong!"
Zhang Junsheng was hot and hot, and his ears were as red as blood. He quickly took off other clothes, and then drilled into the quilt like a cat, only exposed to a head outside.
"Oh, don't you dislike it!" The girl spread her fingers and squatted in front of him, laughing. Zhang Junsheng buried his head into the pillow, wrapped himself tightly with a quilt, and lived like a big fat white caterpillar.
As the girl twisted her clothes, she asked Zhang Junsheng: "Tell me, what's going on?"
This can touch Zhang Junsheng's heart. He raised his head, shed tears, and sobbed about what happened in the morning. What kind of affection is the father, not even afraid of dying!
"Parents who are in the world are always the children who do n’t understand ... The same is true of my father. If you want me to marry the upper class, I will not listen! So a person ran to Beijing alone, but these days It's just something. "The girl laughed gentlely and helplessly.
"Father King said I was a substitute, in this case, I saw it for him!"
"Yes, whose child are you?"
When Zhang Junsheng said his name, the girl trembled all over. She wanted to take something out of her arms, but she gritted her teeth and gently put it back.
"It turned out to be a son, now I can neglect!" The girl was pretending to be calm, and he carefully examined the boy in the quilt, and it was almost the same as that he was in the impression.
Somehow, she didn't want to say this.
Zhang Junsheng stretched out his arms and hugged the pillow, burying half of his face: "My father told me to get out and die tomorrow... wu wu wu..."
"Oh, why do you always talk about death?" The girl raised her mouth and said, "Unreasonable adults like them are still living well, why should we children die?"
Zhang Junsheng buried his head deeper. Two white small arms clamped the pillow tightly, which was very cute, making people want to go up to comfort and touch it.
The girl is not good at comforting people, but her existence is enough to soothe Zhang Junsheng's cold heart. It is strange. As long as she smiles, Zhang Junsheng feels that the whole world is cute, and even every breath is sweet.
"This is really:" A bonus and the sun set up ", so beautiful on the world, probably only the capital is so gorgeous ..." The girl stared at the sunset outside the door. .
Zhang Junsheng looked at her tiredly, not so elegant. He remembered that his mother -in -law accidentally fell in the mud in order to chase herself. The name of the loud sound made him distressed than his father's eyes. He regretted a little. He wanted to know the extent of his mother's injuries, but when he thought about it, his cheeks started to hurt.
"Yes, I haven't told you my name yet!"
"..."
"..."
"It's better to wait a little longer!"
Zhang Junsheng was very curious: "Why wait?"
After a long time, the bright moon hung high in the sky, and night fell again. The girl looked at the moonlight rushing in, her eyes full of excitement: "This is my name, guess what!"
"How can I guess this..." Zhang Junsheng bit his fingers nervously.
"Hehe, I knew you couldn't guess it!"
"I know you still want me to guess!"
The girl stuck out her tongue playfully, her face so pink and tender that it seemed she could break it with a blow.
"My name is - Nangong Liushuang"
"What clothes?"
The girl couldn't hold it back and just slapped the floor and laughed: "You are really stupid! Hahahahahaha..."
"You're just dumbfounded..." Zhang Junsheng's voice was very subtle, as if he was reluctant to make a sound.
Her name is Nangong Liushuang, her father is the magistrate of Nanjin County, and the boy she once met in Jiang's house is Zhang Junsheng. From the first moment I saw him, a raging fire burned in my heart. In her lingering love, she personally wrote an extremely obscure love letter on purple Korean paper, and soon received a reply. From the content of the poem she replied, she believed that the other party thought she was young and had to wait until he reached adulthood before proposing for marriage. good! She waited, she could wait her whole life for it.
Until later, he disappeared. Then, he suddenly transformed into his unattainable young master. The second marriage partner arranged by my father was not only a playboy, but also lustful and extremely ugly. My father just took a fancy to the other person's huge wealth.
But Nangong Liushuang's heart has long been locked. Her heart is narrow and can only accommodate Zhang Junsheng. Her heart is broad and can accommodate all Zhang Junsheng's shortcomings.
And now, it proves that her decision to run away from home was correct, as she once again meets the little boy she has longed for.
However, Zhang Junsheng, who was covered in quilt, had no idea about her experience.
Nangong Liushuang stood barefoot in front of the window, with a vast expanse of moonlight under her feet. The stars in her eyes seemed to be transmitting collected sunset glow to the night sky.
"Actually, I am also a moonlight. I just want to enjoy a moment of pleasure in the world, so I come to you on the breeze..." Nangong Liushuang's voice was soft and numb, and his eyes were looking at the bright moon outside the window.
Zhang Junsheng looked at the girl transformed into "moonlight", and inadvertently, a white beam of light hit his heart, burying his thoughts. How lovely and pretty she is! This is definitely beyond what Shangguan Ruozi can match.
"I'm telling you, it's already so late at night, go home quickly." Nangong Liushuang's tone was very gentle.
"I don't want to go back!" Zhang Junsheng covered his face with a quilt: "If I go back, my father will definitely laugh at my incompetence and look down on me even more. I am a substitute anyway..."
"That's it, then you go to sleep first."
"how about you?"
"I said, I am the moonlight in the sky, and I will return to the Moon Palace at night!" Nangong Liushuang thought for a while: "To be honest, I don't really want to die... I just don't want to give in... You You have a home to go back to, do you really not want to go back?"
Zhang Junsheng said nothing.
"Sister Chang'e will help you!" Nangong Liushuang pretended to be very excited: "If you make a wish, you can go home in glory, and you don't have to get married!"
Zhang Junsheng thought to herself that if she was so awesome, how could she still be in such a miserable state? However, he didn't want to spoil her mood, so he said to the moon in a sleepy voice: "Sister Chang'e, if possible, I want my father to worry about me. I want to be a child of my father, not a substitute... "Obviously, he thought it was a joke, sneered in disbelief, then turned sideways and fell asleep with tears in his eyes.
Nangong Liushuang suddenly looked back, wanting to say some warm words, but the words never came out. Quietly looking at him who was half asleep, he turned around and put on the night sky, and escaped into the stars.
Prince Zheng's Mansion
Zhang Qingmeng is almost crazy! He sent out batch after batch of people looking for his son, but the answers he received were all fruitless. He was restless, pacing back and forth nervously and muttering: "How come you can't find it? Did you really leave the capital and go to the wild mountains? Yes! Send people to the wild mountains to get rid of all the wolves!"
Yao Qiu on the side has never seen her husband so anxious, but the cause is him. Yao Qiu said with dissatisfaction: "Jiang'er has been broken by you for a long time, and now you want her to come back? According to what you said, Isn’t it just a substitute?”
Zhang Qingmeng's tone was very self-reproaching: "I never thought Jiang'er could contradict me. Yesterday, I was so anxious that I didn't know why I would say such bastard words... Oh my God... This must be a dream... "
"Speaking of which, Mengzi also ran away from home, right?"
"There is no time to talk about this now. If Jiang'er is not found, I will have trouble sleeping..."
Yao Qiu felt that her husband was a little strange. He didn't even blink when he drove his son away. But after a while, he was more anxious than anyone else. He loved his son, but he didn't know how to express it.
At this time, Zhao Hongyan suddenly burst in from outside the door, knelt on the ground and reported: "Sir, there is a little girl outside who says she knows the whereabouts of the young master!"
"Please come in quickly!" Zhang Qingmeng seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and his heart could not stop trembling and excitement.
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next day
In the early morning, another ray of warm sunshine shone on Zhang Junsheng's face. He vaguely felt as if his hair was being rubbed back and forth by someone, but the force was very light, for fear of hurting it.
Zhang Junsheng opened his eyes dimly, turned his head and looked around, his heart suddenly thumped - it was his father! ? He pushed Zhang Qingmeng's hand away, sat up, wrapped himself in a quilt and slowly moved back, staring at him with fear and disgust.
"There's no need for you to laugh at me! I... I'll be bitten to death by wild wolves later!"
Zhang Qingmeng smiled lightly and said in a very gentle tone: "What a coincidence, all the wolves in the wild mountains have disappeared."
"I..." Zhang Junsheng felt endlessly embarrassed: "Then I'll hang myself!"
Zhang Qingmeng no longer replied, but touched his head carefully: "Silly Jiang'er, don't you just don't want to get married? It's not worth it to die for such a trivial matter. Since you left, your mother and concubine He was so anxious that he forced me with a knife and said: 'I must break off the engagement, otherwise I will fight with you to get my son back as soon as possible!' I am scared and will not let you get married, so go back quickly."
Zhang Junsheng wanted to dodge again, but his whole body refused to obey him, and instead he became increasingly hot and unbearable. He lowered his head, as if muttering to himself: "Please have another sensible child. I am also a substitute anyway..."
"Oh? Hahahahahaha..." Zhang Qingmeng squatted next to him and patted his shoulder blade with her hand: "Who in the world can replace a stubborn and cute child like you?"
Zhang Qingmeng saw that he was still unwilling, so he resorted to playing hard to get: "Hey, if you don't want to go back, remember to offer me a stick of incense every year on this day. Your mother-in-law will definitely not let me go..."
"Aren't you leaving yet? Then you will live here -"
"I won't listen to you!" Zhang Junsheng grabbed the dry clothes: "Since my mother misses me so much, then I will go back...not because of you!"
"Hmph, if your mother-in-law hadn't been crying so pitifully, why would I have lowered my identity to invite you?" Zhang Qingmeng said hard, but she was so excited in her heart that her son was finally willing to go home! Hahahahaha!
Zhang Junsheng changed his clothes and followed Zhang Qingmeng out of the wooden house. He suddenly thought of the girl last night. Looking back, I saw an empty space. He looked around in panic, no, no...
"Did she really bring information to Chang'e and help me?" Zhang Junsheng thought in his mind, and a beautiful smile under the moonlight appeared in his mind from time to time.
Zhang Qing dreamed of yesterday's rough behavior and felt very sorry: "Does your cheek still hurt?"
"pain……"
"If it hurts, my father will go find a doctor for you tomorrow. I won't ask you to teach this month. Just have a good rest."
Zhang Qingmeng finally made up his mind. Although the marriage to the Shangguan family would not change, they would not be able to get married until after the coming-of-age ceremony at the age of twenty. In order to prevent their son from doing something drastic again, only the two of them knew about it. Although the Shangguan family was extremely dissatisfied, Zhang Qingmeng cared more about his children. If the other party dared to trip up the court, he would rather send troops to detain him and make him famous in history.
As soon as he got home, Yao Qiu rushed out in terror, grabbed Zhang Junsheng's collar and was about to beat him down, but he still gritted his teeth and stopped his hand: "What do you want! Do you know that my father and I have suffered so much for you?" The pain has reached the extreme, no matter how crazy you are, there must be a limit!"
Zhang Junsheng felt very aggrieved and began to cry. Although his voice was weak, his sobs were very penetrating and made people feel very pitiful and distressed. Zhang Qingmeng hurriedly signaled to Yao Qiu with his eyes, squatting down and slowly wiping his tears. Yao Qiu was even more soft-hearted and directly hugged Zhang Junsheng into his warm arms and kept stroking his back.
After a few days, Zhang Junsheng gradually felt relieved, but when facing his father, there was always a hint of caution and boredom in his behavior. This made Zhang Qingmeng feel very self-blame, and she would always complain to Yao Qiu in the dead of night, with a tone like a child: "I found that Jiang Er hates me. When he talks to me, he always squints his eyes and is extremely cautious. It’s as if I’m an outsider and you are a family, what should I do?”
"How to do it? What you said at the beginning was so heartless, but now it's not that simple to want your child to forgive you." Yao Qiu didn't give him any face.
"To be honest, I ran away from home when I was seven years old and hated my father all my life. I never thought that it would be my turn..."
Yao Qiu analyzed: "Actually, you are different. You hate your father because your mother was beaten to death by him, and there is an irreparable crack in your heart. And what about Jiang'er? He is still young and doesn't understand you. The so-called 'angry words' mean that he will take everything his parents say seriously. He is just confused and confused about you, and cannot be regarded as resentment. As long as you can admit your mistake and apologize, Jiang'er will not care."
"Admit your mistakes to a child? This..."
"Jiang'er is as stubborn as you. If you don't apologize, he will never give in. As time goes by, he may really become resentful." Yao Qiu looked at Zhang Qingmeng, wondering how he would react.
"Qiu, you have to help me, help me persuade the child, don't you just apologize! Okay! I don't want to repeat my father's mistakes. If I lose face, I will lose it. It is more important to regain my son's trust!"
"It's not shameful, but it has set an example for future generations of a kind father and a filial son. Of course I will help you, but you have to work hard yourself,"
"Sure enough, my princess is the best..."
"You said useless things again!"
But in Zhang Junsheng's room, he could never forget the girl. Tossing and turning, she finally sat up and opened the window. The moonlight outside the window was bright, as if it were her smile. The autumn wind is so strong that it blows my long flowing hair. I remembered that day when she shook her long hair and the rain splashed like pearls.
The yellow leaves of the trees were scattered all over the ground. The night was very quiet. He looked in the direction of the wooden house and was lost in thought for a long time, longing quietly creeping into his heart. Suddenly, she felt her appearance emerging from the starry sky. His thoughts are very pure and clean. He touched the tip of his nose that had been touched by her and thought of the stars in her eyes. My heart is very sweet, my breathing stops evenly, and my eyelashes tremble slightly.
What a strange thought, this was something he had never experienced... Because of missing him, he didn't think about food or drink, and couldn't sleep at night. He just wanted to take a look at the moon in the sky every day, thinking that the moonlight called Nangong Liushuang could shine in. His room warmed his heart again...
