Chapter 22 The tree wants to calm the wind

"If you talk about the strange people in Pulan City, I have heard a lot about it, and there is still a legend among the older generation in the village. It is said that 500 years ago, when the Puxian Bodhisattva saw a villain in a small town near the sea, he decided to cross all sentient beings and become a woman to sell her body and bury her father on the street, but this woman is handsome. Qiao, who was soon looked at by a young man, wanted to take it home as a close servant. Unexpectedly, the woman was poor and Zhijian took out a book of scriptures and said that if someone could recite it within three days, she would marry her.

"I didn't expect that the young master was fascinated. Three days later, he not only recited the scriptures, but he could even recite them backwards. The woman also spoke of faith and righteousness. However, after this incident, Hua Da Shao seemed to have become a person. From then on, he no longer ran rampant in the countryside, and even took the initiative to help the poor and moved the wicked. The atmosphere of the town became more and more simple. In the end, Hua Da Shao incarnated into a Buddha, and later people named the town Pulan City in memory of him.

With a few glasses of wine, Li Dazhuang became very talkative. As soon as he opened his mouth, he talked endlessly. Lu Mengjian listened to the novelty and concentrated on listening seriously, but Lin Daimo frowned as if he had something on his mind.

"Zhong'er's father has been in the city many times, and likes to listen to gossip stories. Every time he comes back, he says it as news. After coming back a few days ago, he still said that those large families in the city did not know their blessings in the blessings. They insisted on talking crazy and making any division. Even the old foundation left by his ancestors were almost smashed. Fortunately, they were just some stones. , you can't fall, otherwise I don't know how many good things will be destroyed," Aunt Li looked at her man angrily. Li Dazhuang smiled tolerantly instead of anger.

"Aunuch Li, what did you just say, Stone?" Lin Daimo didn't care about it originally, but when Aunt Li mentioned it, she was a little worried about the stone in the city.

"Well, the ancestors of the family uploaded a stone record, specializing in selling all kinds of strange stones. It is said that it has a history of nearly 100 years. Unfortunately, Boss Lin just passed away, and the eldest son of the family was unfilial, so he left without saying goodbye that day. The old mother and young son of the family took care of the business in the store. Later, some people in the family were greedy for the store. The business took out a will and insisted on forcing the separation. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Lin did not comply, so those people found some ruffians to make trouble in the store and smashed everything they could. After Li Dazhuang finished speaking, he saw Lin Daimo's pale face. He thought it was a poison attack and was so scared that he helped him back**.

It was not until they were sure that everything was fine that everyone was relieved.

After Li and his wife left, Lu Mengjian cleaned up the mess and made a basin of water to soak Lin Daimo's feet, but he saw him staring at himself.

"What else are you hiding from me?" A brainless sentence made Lu Mengji a little confused.

"You have drunk too much, wash and go to bed."

"I can both make pictures and write, and teach Zhong'er to read, and where do the stories you tell come from?" Lu Mengji didn't want to respond, but Lin Daimo refused to let go.

"I have been sold as a slave since I was a child. Later, the young lady of that family hired a teacher for the young lady, a professor of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Naturally, I, an accompanying girl, can also learn one or two. Do you have any questions?"

"Ha ha, it's just that a girl also has such a talent. It seems that I really underestimated you before. Tell me, what benefits did Mrs. Lin give you? You so determined to leave me in this small mountain village, and even such a big change in the Lin family has blindfolded me in the valley. Why! Why are you all hiding from me? I have worked so hard for the Lin family, but in the end, I am just an adopted son who has been expelled from the house. Why!" For the first time in so many days, Lin Daimo was hysterical and kept beating his legs, which he still felt weak.

Seeing this, Lu Mengjian became more and more calm. He brought the basin with hot water to the bedside and pressed Lin Daimo's feet in the water, but was kicked over by Lin Daimo. The hot water splashed on Lu Mengjian and dripped on the ground, winding on the ground like a thin snake.

"Oh, why do you think you are and become a man after shouting at me? You think the whole world owes you, okay, then tell me what I owe you, inexplicably got married with you, and was insulted by you in vain. Yes, you saved my life, but it doesn't mean that I owe you for a lifetime.

"Since you were poisoned, there have been rumors in the village that I poisoned you to kill you, and I have put up with this. Since you saved my life, I have no reason to sit idly by. When the family ran out of food, I went to the field to dig wild vegetables for you to eat and drink. You only thought about your sadness. Why didn't you think that I was just an ordinary woman, and I also had my own joys and sorrows!" Lu Mengji stood in front of the bed with his arms and looked at Lin Daimo coldly.

At this time, Lin Daimo suddenly calmed down and buried his face tightly in the quilt. When he raised his head again, his face had returned to be as plain as before. Looking at the hot foot washing water on the ground, he said as if nothing had happened, "It's getting late. Go to bed."

Seeing Lin Daimo turn around, Lu Mengjian only felt a hot current gushing out of his eyes. The skirt has already been soaked, and the lined trousers are stuck to the legs, which is extremely uncomfortable. The basin is quietly closed to the ground, and the white heat is gradually dissipating as the water temperature decreases.

No matter how hard his study career was, Lu Mengjie never felt so desperate. After all, there is still hope. After graduation, work, marriage and children follow the rules of birth, old age, illness and death like everyone. But now, trapped in this backward mountain village, there are still people around me with a grumpy temperament, and their days are not even running.

Lu Mengji wants to go back to the previous thought, which has never been strong at this moment.

Despite the mess in the room, Lu Mengji changed her clothes and sat at the door for a long time, thinking about all kinds of ways to travel back to modern times. Suddenly, a cool wind woke her up. If she had tasted all the way, she would be disabled and could never return to the past... Lu Mengji couldn't help trembling and wrapped her clothes tightly. Back in the room, the candle has been extinguished and the room is dark.

Climbing to **, Lu Mengji deliberately was far away from the person beside the pillow, and even if he just felt his breathing, he felt disgusted. When he fell asleep, he heard the man sigh, "The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop, and the son wants to raise but doesn't want to kiss. Father, I'm afraid it's not what you want to see here.

"You are not the Lin family, why bother to worry about other people's hearts." Lu Mengji threw a sentence at the wall and there was no movement all night.

The next morning, when Lu Mengqi opened his eyes, there was no Lin Daimo around him. The quilt has long been cool, and Lin Daimo's clothes and trousers have disappeared. It was still early. Lu Mengji looked at the empty surroundings, as if everything was over, and the left and right were just a dream.

But the collection of poems by the pillow pulled Lu Mengji back to reality. All kinds of signs showed that Lin Daimo ran away from home.

Lu Mengji should have been very happy, but his heart was inexplicably a little heavy. An hour later, Lin Daimo still did not appear. Lu Mengji was slightly happy, but he was a little worried. He didn't want Lin Dai to return home, but he was vaguely worried. Where can he go if he is so weak?

At noon, I suddenly heard the sound of knocking on the door. Li Dazhuang and two men from the same village came in with a man in their faces full of dirt and put it on ** before they recognized Lin Daimo.

"Madam Lin, Uncle Seven will be here soon. Don't worry. What's wrong with you today? You are so weak that you have to go to the city alone. Fortunately, I had something to do in the city today and saw you faint to the ground halfway. Li Dazhuang walked all the way, already sweating all over. Seeing Lu Mengjian wipe Lin Daimo's face with a towel, he didn't see any scars before turning around and walking out.

Lu Mengji hurried out to thank him, and Master Zhong'er had already rushed over.

"What's wrong with Mr. Lin? I think Da Zhuang's anxious face has changed. This Lin boy is really disaster-prone. After he came to our Shita Village, the pain on his body has not been interrupted," Uncle Qi sighed and narrowed his eyes after carefully diagnosing his pulse.

"It's nothing serious. Just take a break. Although the residual poison in his body is not clear, it won't break out so quickly. Maybe it's a rush, coupled with excessive fatigue, which leads to shock. It's okay.

Lu Mengjian had already prepared the medical treatment money. Seeing that Uncle Seven had finished speaking, he wanted to leave and quickly stuffed it into Uncle Seven's hands. Uncle Seven took a look and was not polite. He stuffed it in his pocket and walked out. "This boy is also blessed. It's his honor to marry you."

Lu Mengjian sneered and said, "If things are as simple as they seem, there is no need to be a traditional Chinese medicine doctor."

Although he was very unhappy, Lu Mengji still stewed the rest of the chicken last night, added it to the rice paste, and fed a spoonful to Lin Daimo's mouth. Even if the man was usually arrogant and domineering, now he squats in her arms like a cat without resistance.

After eating the rice paste, Lu Mengji twisted a towel to wipe Lin Daimo's face, but heard him choking in his throat, "Dad, the child is not good, he can't keep the stone, and he can't protect the Lin family..."

In Pulan City, when people passed by Lin's stone record for more than 100 years, they couldn't help shaking their heads and sighing. The original classical and elegant door has now been smashed, and even the plaque with the word "stone record" fell to the ground and fell in half. And most of the things in the store became chaotic in the midst of chores, so they had to close down.

Because of this, Mrs. Lin was so angry that she had a seizure and was bedridden for several days. And the disappointing son Lin Daiyue was free from his mother's bondage, so he made an appointment with a group of friends. In the Lin Mansion, the original prosperous scene was a little decadent because no one was taken care of.

After the afternoon, Lin Daiyue was still buried in the soft and gentle countryside, but he heard the sound of a little man knocking on the door outside the door, "Young master, wake up quickly. Someone saw the young master in the street today!"

Lin Daiyue was suddenly shocked, "What! Isn't he dead!"

Mei Jiao'e, who slept on one side, was tossed all night before she fell asleep and was woken up soon. Seeing that Lin Daiyue got up and dressed, he inevitably remembered the jade bracelet offered by the other party when he was happy at night. He was afraid that the gold owner would regret it, so he stretched out a pair of white lotus root arms from the quilt and wrapped around Lin Daiyue's waist.