Chapter 221: Only for Wei Tuo

The garden of the Bai family is not big. Although Bai Yitian is now rich because of the shares of Zhenweizhai, Bai Jianran has not expanded the house, but has slightly added some gorgeous and generous home decorations and more than a dozen necessary servants.

It's only the same. Mrs. Bai likes flowers and plants, and Bai likes poetry and books. Now she can finally do her best.

At dinner, the other idle people had left. Only the daughters of the Zhou family and Xue saw Wang Coneng accompanying Mrs. Bai as a table. In the outside hall, Zhou Bo and Bai Yitian and Sanlang who came from Pingshan Village accompanied Bai Jianran and Xu Cong'an as a table.

In the past year, Sanlang has grown again. He is about to catch up with Zhou Bo, and he is also tall and thin. However, the temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes. The previous highness and conceit have now settled down and become more and more elegant and confident. The previous selfishness, indifference to people, and resentment against the family have dissipated without a trace.

Bai Jianran looked at the three sons in front of him, either handsome or wise or shrewd, all of them were in high spirits and did not feel secretly happy. He drank a glass of wine and gossiped with his old friends. His thoughts were also quietly changing. The more he felt that the evening scenery was beautiful, and the unwillingness of the first half of his life seemed to fade away.

In fact, many people have such a change. They didn't meet their talents when they were young, and then they were cynical. When they were old, they found that the past was just a dream of Nanke. The temples were not angry, and they were not as good as their families and friends in front of them.

Unconsciously, Bai Jianran and Xu Cong'an both drank high. Bai Yitian was busy arranging sobering soup and rest matters, and then the Zhou family left.

It is a good time in late spring and early summer. It is not cold or hot, the moon is extremely round, and there are countless bright stars that can't be imagined in previous lives. Such a moonlight makes it easier for slightly drunk people to indulge.

Xuejian didn't drink, but he felt drunk at this time. In fact, there has always been only one person who strives for, that is, there is a person who loves himself and himself. Although I don't know how long the preservation period of this love can last, it is always good to cherish the present.

Because it is close, everyone can walk as a car, talk and laugh. Or did Xiao Qi Niang seem to say unintentionally, "Sister-in-law, in the past two days, the fourth sister has carefully planted a few short-time flowers, and one will bloom in the next two days. Why don't we go and have a look now?"

Epipoond is usually blooming in summer, and now there is no greenhouse. This flower is delicate and cannot be smoked with charcoal fire, so Xiao Qi Niang's words are just a kind of euphemistic invitation. Who knew that Xue saw it but seemed to think about it seriously, and then nodded and said, "Okay, it's good to go and have a look."

Everyone looked at each other and couldn't help but be overjoyed. Si Niang secretly ordered Xiaoyu to rush back to Zhou's house to report the news first. Although Zhou Bo and Xuejian's yard has always been carefully cleaned, it has not been lived for a long time. Xuejian is a pregnant woman, so it should be cleaned up in advance.

As soon as she entered Zhou's house, Aunt Wang served the prepared sobering soup. After drinking it, everyone came to Si Niang's courtyard. Naturally, the epileidum did not bloom, but no one cared about it. Xue saw a shallow smile: "Before, I only knew the legend of epileidum, but I didn't have the chance to see this infatuated flower blooming."

Little Qi Niang knew that there was a story to hear, so she squeezed to Xuejian and took her arm to act coquettishly. "Sister-in-law, why is it an infatuated flower? Tell us about it."

"That's right, sister-in-law, let's talk about it." Wu Niang Liulang said in unison.

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you the story of 'a flash in the pan, just for Wei Tuo'."

Siniang and others nodded and quietly listened to Xue Jian's story. Xue Jian took a sip of sweet juice and told a story that made people infinitely sigh.

"You can know that this epilebula was originally a flower god. A long time ago, she also bloomed every day and was brilliant all year round. But slowly, she fell in love with the young man who watered and weeded her every day.

"With the passage of time, the matter was finally learned by the Jade Emperor, and the Jade Emperor was furious to break up the pair of mandarin ducks. The Jade Emperor arrested the Flower God, demoted her to a flash in the pan every year, and prevented her from seeing her lover again. He also sent the young man to Lingjiu Mountain to become a monk, giving him the name Wei Tuo, so that he could forget the past and the Flower God.

"This Jade Emperor is so idle! Does he have nothing to do every day? How can you do all the bad things?" Xiao Qi Niang couldn't help spitting out, and Xuejian told a lot of stories. In so many stories, the Jade Emperor appeared as doing bad things. Legend has it that he also experienced 3200 disasters before becoming a golden god. Before the cultivation, he was also generous, kind and compassionate. Why did he lose this essence and blindly play the role of a bad man later?

"That's because the Jade Emperor and the two are willing to believe that only their own ideas are the most perfect and ideal. Other people should all rely on his ideas and are not allowed to have other ideas!" Liulang answered immediately.

"Deer, Ruier, you two are different." Si Niang stared at her and was fascinated by it, but the two people loved to think about it. Did you still ask and answer the questions? Do you think it's in the school?

"In this environment, many years later, Wei Tuo really forgot the flower god. He devoted himself to learning Buddhism and gradually achieved something. However, the flower god can't forget the young man who once took care of her, and she has not given up her love. She knows that in late spring every year, Wei Tuo always has to go down the mountain to collect morning dew tea for Buddha, so the epileidum chooses to open at that time.

"Every time the flower blooms, she blooms the essence she has gathered for a whole year in an instant. She only hopes that Wei Tuo can look back at her and remember her. However, this process lasted for thousands of years, and thousands of years have passed. Wei Tuo went down the mountain to collect morning dew year after year. The epitamid flowers bloomed silently in Wei Tuo's footsteps, and withered and withered after Wei Tuo turned away, and Wei Tuo never remembered her.

"For thousands of years, Wei Tuo, who has collected dew for Buddha, will not know that the hundreds of millions of dewdrops are pan tears! And she shed tears in the epile, just to take a look at the former lover every year.

Xue saw that her voice was hoarse, with some softness and sadness, and the story was so heartbreaking that Si Niang and others all cried.

"Is it possible that Wei Tuo... has never been heartbroken in these thousands of years?" Si Niang muttered.

Sanlang, who had never been silent, was also moved. He asked gently, "What happened later?"

"Later, until one day, a thin man passed by the epiphany and saw the melancholy and lonely feelings of the flower god. He stopped and asked the flower god, 'Why are you sad?' The flower god is surprised, because mortals can't see the real body of the flower god. If there is a golden light on the head of Daluo Jinxian, the person who has just passed by is obviously a mortal. How can he see his real body? The flower god hesitated for a moment and just replied, 'You can't help me'. He silently waited for Wei Tuo and stopped answering the man's words. Forty years later, the thin man passed by the epipherd and repeated the sentence 'Why are you sad?' 40 years ago. The flower god hesitated for a moment again, but replied, 'You may not be able to help me'. The thin man smiled and left. 40 years later, a thin old man appeared with the Flower God again, and the originally thin old man looked even more dying.

"This man has now become an old man, but he still asks the same words as 80 years ago, 'Why are you sad?' The epilean replied, 'Thank you, a mortal, for asking me three times in your life, but after all, you are mortal and are dying. How can you help me? I am a flower god who was punished by heaven for love. The old man smiled and said, "I'm Yu Ming. I just came to the fate that was fruitless 80 years ago. Flower God, I'm here to send you a sentence: fate ends, flowers bloom and fall to the dust. After saying that, the old man closed his eyes and sat down.

"Time gradually passed, and the last ray of the sunset began to draw from the old man's hair to his eyes. The old man smiled and said, 'The epiphreata is Wei Tuo. Why is there something wrong with such a relationship? Heaven punishes me, and I will open it when the sky has no eyes.' After saying that, the old man grabbed the flower god. At this time, the sunset slipped into the old man's eyes, and the old man immediately died, grabbed the flower god and went to the Buddha country together. The flower god saw Wei Tuo in the Buddha country. Wei Tuo finally remembered the fate of his previous life, and the Buddha knew that Wei Tuo had gone down to the earth. Because Yu Ming's old man violated the rules of heaven, his soul wandered all his life. You can't drive the crane to the west, nor can you enter the pure land of the Eastern Buddha Kingdom, and you will never be reincarned by heaven.

Xuejian sighed gently: "The infatuated flower god finally realized his wish, just for Wei Tuo! Therefore, the epile is also known as Wei Tuohua. Because the epiphans see Wei Tuo after sunset, the epiphans open at night for the person she has loved for thousands of years without regret!"

The story is finished, which is different from the previous story. After today's story is finished, everyone sits speechlessly and falls into silence.

Only Zhou Bo, if there is a deep meaning to look at the snow, deep, deep.

This story has moved Xuejian before, and now it has also moved other people in the Zhou family. Yes, beautiful love is more and more clear and profound under the illusory myth. Dalang, do you know that I am also a epporeal flower? Even if you remember me in the future, I will open up for you as always!

Just like every meteor has a dream, every flower has its own story. I am willing to be the unrepentant flower for you, but I can allow you to forget me, but I can't tolerate you to defeat me!

Xuejian didn't say this sentence. She looked at Zhou Bo and Dalang. Can you hear my voice?

Sanlang finally woke up and went straight out of the small flower hall. Only at the door of the flower hall, he sighed in a light voice: "A flash, only for Wei Tuo; Yuming's life is only for success!"

Zhou Bo came to help Xuejian. His stupid wife loves to drill into the horns of the horns. If she is the epiphlake blooming for herself, then even if she has been wasted for ten thousand years, she will finally find her, find her, and not be separated! Even if you take your own life, you will have no regrets!