At that time, the life of the Mei family was always uneventful, unhurried, and repeated that life every day.

As usual, the old lady was burning incense and chanting Buddha. She took out a handful of incense from the meditation room, kowtowed to the incense in front of the shrine one by one, and sweat oozed from her white and chubby face. The old lady has been accompanying the old lady to worship the gods, chanting words in her mouth, saying some incantations that have nothing to do with anyone and no one can understand.

The old lady's fat white sets off the old lady's black and thin, one is like an iron oak, the other is like tofu, and the ugly one is about to spoil the beautiful one. We really can't think of why the old lady who is holding in the meditation room all day is so young, and we can't think of why the old lady who is fluttering all day is so unenergetic.

The old lady politely saluted the old lady and floated back to the meditation room like a cloud. The old lady sighed, as if she had unloaded a big burden, and no longer muttered anything, stepping into the pile of books and turning them over one by one. He held a book in the sun for a long time, shaking his head and chanting like a poem.

The second fool looked at him in the shade of the cloister, and felt solemn and amused. The sunlight became more and more dazzling, and the words on the books were like a nest of ants, which were so hot that they crawled out desperately, unable to climb out, and died in swarms on the thin yellowed pieces of paper.

Before noon, the old man got up and went back to the house, mixed garlic with his feet, and if he stayed a little longer, he would faint.

He said, "Fool, help me."

The second fool knows that his leisure time will not be too long. He sent the old lady back into his room. The young master ordered things again.

During that time, Mei Renhou was obsessed with various folk remedies. On this day, he didn't know where to find a house. He instructed the second fool to get a bamboo leaf green, which should be just nine inches long.

The snake farmer handed him a piece of bamboo, and he took it back to the house and handed it to the young master. There are some jujubes boiling in the medicine pot, and it is estimated that there are nine.

The young master put the end of the bamboo paper tied above the water, and the steam quickly softened the bamboo paper, and the snake in the bamboo slip shot into the water.

The young master quickly pressed the lid of the pot, pressed it for a while, and swallowed his saliva contentedly.

He said, "It's the best of the best." The young master smiled, opened the lid of the pot, and took out the snake's head with chopsticks

controlled the soup, and then opened two rows of teeth from the snake's head to the snake's tail and gently carved, leaving only the snake's head and an incomplete snake thorn on the chopsticks.

He chewed on the snake's guts and skin, and instructed the two fools to keep an eye on them. He said it was delicious, but it was a pity that it was a male one, and if it was a female one, it would be even more supplemented.

The second fool said that his mother was not enough nine inches, so he caught it and threw it away.

The young master thought about it for a long time and said, "They have to grow to nine inches sooner or later, let them wait."

The second fool felt that the young master had a snake smell on him. His face was red, and his eyes were glowing green, the kind of green of bamboo leaves, tender green. His kidneys were also green.

At that time, he had already seen that if he continued to make up for it like this, the master would be finished.

But the two fools hoped so. He gets him whatever he wants. The second fool waited for him to eat the last thing he could eat, and waited for him to say the last words.

Watching the young master eat these things every day, his originally blood-boiling crotch also cooled down in nature. The cold meals and cold dishes he eats every day do not prevent his blood from boiling, and it does not prevent him from wetting his pants in the early morning daydreams.

Whenever he thought of what the young master had eaten, he couldn't help but shiver, and then dissipated all his desires.

Perhaps because of their common experience, the three women of the young master quickly turned from hostility in a state of war to sisterly intimacy.

Shuping is the mother of the main palace, but she has no shelf at all. The second wife, Yuegui, according to the custom, wanted to come to her to say goodbye, and she was warmly courteous by Shuping.

Shuping asked Yahuan to take watermelon seeds, sunflower seeds, pumpkin seeds and various candied fruits to entertain Yuegui. After they sat down, Shuping's first sentence was to say melon seeds, "There are no good melon seeds here, and the melon seeds I ate were all bought from the county seat." ”

Shuping's words reflect her identity and enthusiasm.

Yuegui has been snorting melon seeds at Shuping for a long time, and the more she eats, the more interesting it becomes, she just likes these snacks, and it is not easy to show it too obviously, Shuping seems to want Yuegui to stay here for a while. The appearance of the laurel has a refreshing beauty, even the subtle wrinkles and slightly loose skin cannot be hidden, and there is a natural flavor between gestures.

Shuping thought that a woman like Yuegui was easy to please men, and women would not hate her too much, so she soon called her Sister Yuegui, although this was a bit out of etiquette.

Shuping was curious about how she and Mei Renhou met.

That's what Laurel said.

In the winter of the previous year, her father's tofu shop closed down, and the family's livelihood was lost. Three days later, when she heard her family yelling in the kitchen, she ran over to see her father leaning on the edge of the pool, which was full of blood and bubbles. My father cut the veins in his hands and went up to Huangquan Road easily.

Laurel remembered her desperate feeling at the time, she was holding her father's cold body, and she herself was colder than the corpse. When disaster came, she couldn't cry at all.

The pool was left unused for days, and Laurel still washed her hair in the pool. She doesn't have the unnecessary cowardice and fear of ordinary girls. She's practical.

As soon as her father died, she had to take care of herself. At that pool, Laurel brushed her hair over and over again, so that she could calmly anticipate her future life. So when her stepmother later had a showdown and asked her to choose between working and getting married, she replied indifferently that of course she would marry.

The stepmother asked, "Do you want to marry an ordinary family or a rich family?" Yuegui said, of course there are rich people, do you still need to ask? "My stepmother said that it was different, and going to a rich family was a small one."

Laurel said, "What do you mean by small? ”

The stepmother thought about it for a while and said, "It's just to be a concubine, and the name is a little wronged." ”

Yue Gui sneered, "What's the name?" Is it for people like me to think about it? Anyway, I'll sell it to you, if you take into account your father's affection, sell me to a good master. ”

Who would have thought that the stepmother sold her to a shabby household, and the man was a tuberculosis ghost who died within a few days. She has a meal without a meal, and she is about to become a begging for food.

She had no choice but to go back to her parents' house, who knew that she encountered a snowstorm on the way, so she took refuge in a dilapidated mountain temple.

This mountain temple sits on a hill and is condescendingly overlooking the Ten Thousand Mountains. The people in the temple have run out at some point, leaving only an empty temple.

However, the house was not much damaged, and the walls of the main hall and the paint on the cloister were still shining, but the furnishings of the hall had long been looted. Perhaps because she was cold and hungry, she fell asleep in the haystack unconsciously. The latter things were all told to her by Mei Renhou afterwards.

It happened that Mei Renhou took his family home in a hurry, and he also went to the temple to rest.

As soon as the large group of people was about to enter the main hall, they "whew" to the ground, and the wild birds that hid on the roofs and beams flew away. One of the housekeepers was quick and grabbed two of them with one copy.

He stepped forward and said to the young master with a smile: "Master, look, thanks to your old blessing, you really haven't lived here in vain. Later, it will be roasted and served as wine. ”

The young master ignored him, but ordered the people outside: "Quick, clean up the snow in the yard for me, and remove the railing under the verandah to make a fire." ”

The family members went their separate ways. Suddenly, someone shouted, "Mom! With the shouting, several more people ran out of it. These people ran in a hurry, almost colliding with the young master.

The young master shouted angrily: "What are you making a fuss about? ”

"Back to the young master, here, a corpse was found here, and it was still a woman."

The young master followed them to the corner, and sure enough, a young woman was curled up. However, her face was too dirty to see, and she was about eighteen or nineteen years old. I saw that she was wearing a green clay cloth shirt embroidered with blue threads, and her bare feet were tied together with her shoes against the front and back of the heart, probably because it could be warmer.

Her little face was frozen dark blue and purple with a little gray, as if she had rubbed her face with fragrant ash somewhere. A group of family members gathered around her, holding hands one by one, commenting and discussing. Probably because she was afraid of getting bad luck and dirty hands, no one would come forward and drag her out.

The young master looked at them out of the corner of his eye, and said coldly: "Drag her outside the temple and throw her far away." ”

"Yes!"

A few of the family members agreed, dragged the woman out, and walked out. However, after walking a few steps, he stopped: "Young master, this woman is not dead, she is still a little hot in her armpits!" ”

"What, what, such a thing?" The young master stepped forward and carefully examined the woman's pulse with his hand: "Well, it's still alive." Come, take her into the main hall, put her by the fire, and let her roast her, and maybe she will be saved. ”

Everyone brought the woman to the fire in the main hall, and someone scalded another bowl of rice wine, opened her clenched teeth and poured it down. In a few moments, her pulse was beating strongly. After a while, the wings of his nose seemed to be angry, and his face was a little red, but he hadn't fully woken up yet.

The young master didn't care about her anymore, and sat on the edge of the fire and thought about her thoughts silently. The housekeepers had already cleaned the hall, and on the fire rack, the roasted wild bird meat emitted a burst of fragrance. Drops of oil splashed on the fire, "sizzling" sounded, and green smoke came out.

The family picked out a piece of roasted brown meat and held it in both hands and sent it to the young master.

But he shook his head and said, "Eat, I don't feel hungry at all." ”

At this moment, the girl they had saved woke up. I heard her cry in a very weak voice: "Water ......"

The young master was just about to get up, but the old man hurriedly came up and said, "Master, you should rest first, leave this matter to me." As he spoke, he approached the woman, took her pulse, and said happily, "Master, thanks to you, this child's pulse is very stable." She's talking nonsense, where is the thirst? Come, old horse, serve her a bowl of hot meat soup. ”

The old horse of the family was very excited when he heard this: "Okay, good, old money, if you can save this little girl, not only will the young master be happy, but we will also accumulate yin virtue." He said as he poured her a bowl of warm meat soup.

After a while, I saw that the girl had opened her eyes. She looked blankly at the people around her, and asked in a weak voice, "I, am I in the Netherworld?" ”

The old horse told her, "Look, girl, isn't this still the temple of the broken mountain?" Let me tell you, you froze to death and starved to death, but you were saved by our grandfather. You've got good luck, you know? ”

The girl's eyes flashed, and she thought and thought. Suddenly, she seemed to realize something, and struggled to get up to kowtow to the people around her. However, she was too weak after all, and as soon as she raised her head, she fell down again. She gasped vigorously and said inarticulately: "Lords, you are all good people, and you are my saviors. I ......"

The young master came to her side and asked, "What is your name, do you have a home?" Why did it fall here? ”

The woman could see that there was something different about the person who asked her. She replied respectfully: "This lord, the little woman is Yi County." My surname is Feng, my name is Yuegui, and I have a little brother at home. My dad died last year. The whole family was hungry and my stepmother sold me to outsiders. Who knew that he was a sick man, and he died in less than half a year, and I came here all the way to get food, but I happened to encounter this heavy snowfall. I wanted to hide in the temple, but I couldn't get up as soon as I sat down......"

The young master turned around and said to Yuegui: "You little girl will not die, maybe there will be a blessing in the future." Master asks you, are you willing to go back with me to wait for you, or are you willing to go home? ”

Yuegui lay on the ground and kowtowed and said, "Master, little girl, thank you for your kindness." I, I ......"

"Okay, okay, don't say any more. I don't have much silver with me, but here's a little for you to use. As he spoke, he took out a handful of broken silver from his pocket and gave it to Laurel. Yuegui had never seen so much money, and she held it in her hand and looked at it again, but she couldn't do it. When she came to her senses and wanted to thank this master, she saw that he had fallen asleep against the corner.

At dawn, the young master who was sleeping soundly was woken up.

After this night's rest, Laurel seems to have eased up. looked at the young master with tears in his eyes on the side. At this moment, the young master suddenly discovered that she was very beautiful. The face that had just been washed with snow water was flushed with a pink flush, and there were two dimples that seemed to loom under the corners of the mouth. His black hair, though a little disheveled, was as black as a crow's wings fluttering in the morning breeze. The same bottomless black pupil has childishness in it, and it also carries a maturity that does not match her age.

The young master suddenly thought that although he had seen many women, there might be many more women in the future, but none of them might be comparable to her.

If she wants, it is better to take her back, even if she is to serve the old lady.

He was about to give the order to get up, but he heard Yuegui say outside the sedan chair: "Engong, Yuegui please leave a name, so that when the little girl goes back, she will set up an immortal tablet for you." ”

The young master was stunned for a moment, and then laughed again: "Hahahaha...... What a silly girl! Since ancient times, how can there be a reason for immortality? As long as I don't live a short life, I will be a great creation. ”

He glanced back at Yuegui and said to the family, "Get on the horse!" ”

When Yue Gui heard this shout, she hurriedly turned over and knelt down and kowtowed, watching the young master and his party disappear into the thick wind and snow.