Chapter 1 Ancient Style Woman
2016.
Early spring.
The drizzle is gurgling, just like the boudoir waiting for marriage, neither urgent nor slow, but continuous.
An occasional breeze blew by, rustling the leaves.
Tuk-tuk-tuk.
The donkey's hooves stepped into one small puddle after another, stained with muddy soil, and continued to move forward.
An oilcloth umbrella hanging above his head, and a simple dark green ancient-style Hanfu.
The figure of a woman is sitting on a black donkey, rocking back and forth.
She tilted the oilcloth umbrella slightly, looked up at the densely covered sky, with no sunlight shining through it, and opened her tightly closed lips.
It was a face with three-dimensional features, exquisite features, and fair skin like jade. Even though there was no sense of whitewashing, it still looked like a beautiful woman, like a fairy descended from the sky.
However, this face rarely showed a little sadness, which aroused people's feelings of love and affection.
Sighing silently, she lowered her eyes and looked at the muddy road ahead.
Ahead is a small village with only a few dozen households. On the stone tablet at the entrance of the village we just passed, there are three words "Zhaojiacun" carved on it.
Zhaojia Village is located at the foot of the mountain, which can also be said to be at the foot of the mountain within the mountain.
Surrounded by mountains and with no traffic, it feels like it is isolated from the world.
But if it hadn't been for this weather, the scenery today would have been as beautiful as usual.
Li Siyu thought honestly.
Riding on a black donkey, he walked into the village along the muddy road.
"Siyu, are you back?"
Several middle-aged women, also holding oilcloth umbrellas and dressed in coarse cloth, passed by, showing simple and honest smiles.
Li Siyu responded with a smile: "Yes, Aunt Zhang, where are you going?"
"Hey, isn't this your Aunt Li? Her old man passed away yesterday. Let's go over and help you today." Aunt Zhang looked regretful and stopped and said: "Oh, tell me, this person is so fast. Oh, I won't do it if I don't." , I feel like it, I was having dinner with her couple two days ago, tsk tsk tsk ”
"Who says it's not the case? Who would have thought that the person who was fine before suddenly left? Oh, you said it's fine if we two leave together, but we stay for a while. Isn't this what we are suffering here?"
Someone immediately spoke to him and said helplessly.
"Yes." Li Siyu lowered his eyebrows, as if he had thought of something, and said nothing.
Aunt Zhao also saw that she seemed to have something on her mind, and she had no intention of continuing the pleasantries: "By the way, Siyu, I will ask my son to deliver the rice cakes I made today to you."
"Go back quickly. We don't know how long it will rain. Go back quickly and don't get wet."
Li Siyu nodded and continued riding the black donkey forward.
Wait until she has gone some distance.
Aunt Zhang turned around and stared at her back sitting on the black donkey. She wanted to say something, but in the end she just sighed.
"What a good girl...Why do you end up with such a lazy guy?"
"Don't say that. When Lao Zhang was alive, he was the great benefactor of our village. Without Lao Zhang's family, our village would not have been able to avoid the disaster that year."
"Old man Zhang is indeed a good man. It's his son... Well, he left some family wealth, but his son was completely ruined. Not only was he ruined, it was said that he owed a large sum of money. I also heard that Said that it was Siyu who paid him back.”
"But how come I heard that when his son was working in the city, he was told... to spread rumors? And he got it. What kind of Jade Syndrome did he have?"
"Hey, that's called depression. It's ridiculous. Once you get this disease, you don't like to talk. You just stay by yourself all day long. You also talk about wanting to die and leave this world. I see, this is I just have nothing to do, so I just need to plant more land.”
"Ah, what about this thing? Alas, Lao Zhangtou has done so much evil in his previous life, and he has such a son in this life. Alas, it is such a pity for Miss Siyu."
"No, the old houses in our village were all repaired with money from Miss Siyu. She even gave the old people a share of the cooking and other things. Where can we find such a good girl?"< br>
"..."
As they talked, several people walked forward holding oilcloth umbrellas. The expressions of regret on their faces were even heavier, and there was also a hint of resentment and dissatisfaction.
...Li Siyu, who was sitting on the black donkey, swayed, his beautiful eyes looking at the familiar road in front of him, his thoughts diverging.
The spring rain was falling, and it made a crackling sound when it fell on the oilcloth umbrella.
Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and emotions were flowing in her eyes.
She was not a boudoir girl who was ignorant of the world. She could also see the regret in the eyes of the ladies who had just passed by.
In the eyes of outsiders, it was indeed a pity that she followed Zhang Hao.
After all, Zhang Hao was ineffective and suffered from depression. He stayed at home all day long, drinking as his companion.
But she never regretted it, and she never thought of leaving him.
Back then, Mr. Zhang of the Zhang family, Zhang Hao's father, saved the entire Zhaojia Village and even their family. He was their family's great benefactor.
Before he died, Mr. Zhang personally told her to take care of the only son of the Zhang family.
She agreed, and the moment she agreed, she had already made a decision for her fate.
Based on this alone, she will not leave Zhang Hao, nor will she be disturbed by others.
This is her life, and she owes it to the Zhang family and Zhang Hao.
When she thought of this, the sadness on her face dissipated a little.
Clang.
At this moment, the bell hanging on the black donkey's neck rang, interrupting her thoughts.
He raised his head slightly and looked at the simple, ancient, and somewhat dilapidated house in front of him.
The feet of the two stone lions at the door are covered with moss, and their surfaces have lost their luster. No one has cleaned them for how many years they have been placed here.
The plaque hanging on the door has been severely eroded by wind, sand and rain all year round, and its paint has already been severely peeled off, and there are cracks on it.
This house has three entrances and three exits, and is the largest house in Zhaojia Village.
This is also the home where she will stay for the rest of her life.
"We're here..." She whispered, without any fluctuation in her tone.
It's like saying one more thing... something ordinary, but unchangeable.
After getting off the black donkey, she walked along the steps to the door. She raised her arms as white as white jade and pushed the door open with all her strength.
Holding the black donkey with one hand, he covered the gate with the other.
Li Siyu crossed the threshold and walked into the courtyard.
Rockeries, grassland, leafy trees...
These only appear in her memory.
In the current yard, the rockery is no longer there, the weeds in the grass can already reach up to the ankles, and the leafy trees in the memory have withered and are about to die.
Li Siyu sighed silently, held an oilcloth umbrella, led the black donkey, and continued walking forward.
Entered the second courtyard.
The same scene, almost the same grass, and withered trees.
Stepping on the stone road covered with bluestones, she frowned slightly, and her eyebrows scanned the grass, and some empty wine bottles were looming, including beer, liquor, and foreign wine.
You can even see some food packaging bags in the grass, as well as some unusable daily necessities.
"Huh...ha...huh...ha..."
At this time.
In the main room not far in front of her, the doors were opened on the left and right, and a steady sound of snoring came from the main room.
(End of chapter)