Dou Ying suddenly turned red and stammered in explanation, "No... I dare not... Yes... there is no tea at home, only boiled water."
Dou Tong also looked embarrassed and couldn't speak.
Mr. Luo stroked his white beard and said with a smile: "My child, according to Buddhist teachings, you are in trouble. Tea and boiled water are both thirst quenchers in nature, so what's the difference if there are tea leaves or not?"
"In life, we must learn to let things go and not be obsessed with appearances, so that we can live a free and easy life. Tea has the aroma of tea, and boiled water has the sweetness of boiled water. Each has its own merits, and no one is better than the other."
With tears in his eyes, Dou Tong bowed his head and said, "Sir, you've taught me a lesson, Ying'er, pour some water."
Yun Feier raised her glass and Dou Ying poured water. The glass of water was seven-tenths full.
"Grandpa, please drink water." Yun Feier offered.
Mr. Luo took it with a smile and sipped it slowly, seemingly enjoying it. After drinking, put the tea cup on the coffee table.
Looking up, he saw Dou Tong and his daughter still standing, and immediately asked them to sit down. They refused, so Mr. Luo pretended to be angry before they sat down.
"Brother Dou, you and I have known each other for many years, you don't have to be like this."
Dou Tong was about to defend, but Mr. Luo Cheng waved his hand to stop him, "I know what you want to say. In fact, I had the same idea as you before."
"Until yesterday, the county magistrate's words made me feel like I could see the moon through the clouds, and my thoughts suddenly became clear."
"So today, I enter your home calmly. Although the thatched hut is simple, it is a place for living and living; the mansion is different, it is just for people to live in?"
"There is no distinction between high and low in human beings. Nobility or disgrace lies in character. All living beings are equal, so where is the distinction between dignity and inferiority?"
"Brother Dou, we have been reading the books of saints and sages for ten years in vain. The county magistrate is less than twenty years old, but he can see more clearly than me. Scholars, farmers, industry and commerce, three religions and nine streams, nobility and untouchables, they will all be the same after death. Scratching the loess..."
Mr. Luo kept talking, as if he wanted to express all the complaints he had accumulated in his life, but the more Dou Tong listened, the more frightened he became, and sweat broke out on his forehead.
He suddenly knelt down, bowed his head to the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "Sir, don't say any more. I know these words came from the mouth of the county magistrate, and I also know that the magistrate magistrate meant to encourage me."
"But these words are simply treacherous to the Daxing Dynasty. If anyone with a heart hears them, the county will be in danger! The county respects young people and is kind-hearted and loves the people. Don't miss him because of me!"
Mr. Luo helped Dou Tong up.
"I am old, but I am not confused yet. I am just telling you these words. You must not let down the good intentions of the county magistrate."
Dou Tong knelt down again, but facing the direction of the county government office. Dou Ying and Yun Feier also knelt down and kowtowed three times in the direction of the county government office.
Mr. Lowe did not stop them. After they finished kowtowing, they warned you: "When you see the county magistrate in the future, don't kneel down. He is different from ordinary people. He doesn't like vulgar etiquette."
"He just wants you to put aside your inner demons, cheer up, and complete the star-making project with him."
Star-making plan?!
Does the county magistrate still remember the star-making plan? Remember "The Moon Represents My Heart"?
Dou Ying's face turned red.
Mr. Luo laughed and scolded: "Of course I remember that the star-making project was personally planned by the county minister, and "The Moon Represents My Heart" was written by the county minister himself. How could he forget it?"
Dou Ying's face turned redder, and she secretly wondered whether that handsome young man would be like him, singing softly to the bright moon every night:
"You ask me how deeply I love you, how much I love you, my affection is true, my love is true..."
Who was he thinking about when he was singing?
She was lost in thought when Yun Feier gently pulled the corner of her clothes, and she suddenly woke up. She was so guilty that she didn't dare to look up.
Mr. Luo didn't notice Dou Ying's change of mind and continued:
"Two days later, when the county magistrate is free, he invites the three of you to meet at the county government office to discuss how to complete the plan."
"Grandpa, should I go too?" Yun Feier was dubious. Although the adults were there when she was rescued, they did not talk. She thought that the adults did not notice her presence.
"Of course I went," said Mr. Luo.
"The county magistrate also mentioned you specifically. He said you are very talented in singing and a talent."
"Really?" Yun Feier stared, holding Dou Ying tightly with both hands, excited.
"Sister, sir, he remembers me and praised me as a talented person!"
Dou Ying hugged Fei'er, feeling happy and disappointed at the same time. I am happy for Yun Feier. She had just experienced a disaster and needed someone to encourage and love her.
He is considerate and kind-hearted, and fulfills Yun Feier's wishes.
What's disappointing is that he doesn't seem to mention himself. These days, she was worried about the young man sitting in the temple.
But after all, he didn't have himself in his heart.
Think about it, although the words may sound high-sounding, who really has no distinction between superiority and inferiority in their heart?
What's more, he is already married, so why would he focus on a singer?
Dou Ying's heart was filled with twists and turns, and finally it turned into a sigh, that's all, there is always a time in life when you can't force yourself, that young man is really beyond his reach.
Forget it, just bury this relationship in your heart. As long as he is happy, she will be happy.
Dou Ying felt relaxed as she resolved her knot in her heart.
Mr. Luo took out ten taels of silver and handed it to Dou Tong, and said solemnly: "Brother Dou, although the county magistrate is informal, we cannot be rude. Take these silvers to make a set of clothes for yourself, Ying'er and Fei'er. Everyone Dress up better so that the county magistrate will not lose face."
Dou Tong did not refuse. Because what Mr. Luo said was reasonable. No matter how unhappy his life was, he couldn't let the county down, and he really couldn't afford this money.
After chatting for a while, Mr. Luo stood up and left. When going out, he reminded them repeatedly that he would pick them up in person in two days and go to see the county magistrate together.
Dou Tong nodded repeatedly, expressing that he did not dare to forget.
Mr. Luo walked away, and Dou Tong pushed Yun Fei'er away. The father and daughter looked at each other silently for a while, and Dou Tong said helplessly: "Ying'er, the county magistrate is our benefactor, and we are guilty..."
"Dad, stop talking, I know."
Dou Ying nodded, and two tears fell sadly. She turned back to the house, sat beside the piano, and gently touched the strings with her jade fingers.
"You asked me how deeply I love you
How much do I love you
My love is true
My love is true
the moon represents my heart……"
Dou Tong stood in front of the window, listening quietly, and two lines of tears rolled into the world of mortals.
The sunset is red, the autumn wind is rustling, and a piece of sunset is rising and falling in the autumn wind.
Mr. Luo was not in a hurry to return home after leaving Dou Tong's house. He also wanted to help Kong Fang find a ghostwriter. He already has a candidate in mind.
Although Cao Yan was admitted as a scholar, he lost the opportunity to be recommended as an official because of the sudden decline of his family fortune, and his life was very miserable.
Let him be a county ghostwriter so that he can have a job and earn money to support his family. The county magistrate is a man who loves talents, and Cao Yan is truly talented and knowledgeable.
If he could win the favor of the county magistrate and be willing to recommend him and get him an official position, it would not be in vain for him to study hard for ten years.
