Marriage of the Di Daughter

In the following days, Tong Er really went to the mountains every day.

The nuns in the nunnery only felt that Tong'er went out more frequently than before, but they followed her secretly and found nothing wrong. Tong'er worked harder at chopping firewood.

These nuns knew that Jiang Li exchanged forty strings of copper plates for a basket of pastries, and as long as Jiang Li walked out of the house, she could hear the ridicule of these nuns. Jiang Li was not angry when she heard this, and just looked at them with a smile. After doing this a few times, the nuns also felt bored, so they stopped talking.

Tong'er went out at Haishi every night, and only sneaked back at Zishi. She was always clever, and she avoided the nuns in the nunnery surprisingly smoothly. When she went out, Jiang Li was waiting for her in the dilapidated house, but waiting was very boring. There were no scriptures and books in this nunnery, and Jiang Li had no pen and paper. After waking up, she was no longer day and night He just sat quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

It's just that the quiet days haven't passed long, maybe they can't see that their master and servant are living too peacefully, but Mrs. Jing'an actually started to make things difficult for them again, for example, the daily porridge is not only thinner, but also looks more like someone else's leftovers down.

"Girl, they are going too far now." Tong'er said bitterly, "Master Ji must be behind it!"

Tong'er called the current wife of the first assistant in Yanjing City "Ji's family", and she was also acquiesced by Miss Jiang in the past. Jiang Li didn't think there was anything wrong. At first everyone thought she couldn't make it through, and she was about to die. No matter what, Ji Shuran felt very at ease. Who knew that not only did she come back to life, but her temper became very good. Seeing her live so happily , Ji Shuran must be uncomfortable, and she must have Master Jing'an come to make herself uncomfortable.

Mrs. Jing'an will not beat and scold Jiang Li openly, but for a little girl who has just reached the age of Ji, not having enough food and clothing makes her feel that life is going from heaven to earth, and feeling shame is enough to make her suffer. It's a pity that she is not the real Second Miss Jiang, not to mention whether she has suffered or not, even the trough of her life is much lower than the original Second Miss Jiang is now.

Having been to that point, and now to the present level, I don't think there is anything difficult to get through.

By the nineteenth of May, the baskets of pastries were empty. Tong'er leaned on the edge of the basket, carefully scooped out the crumbs of cakes at the bottom of the basket with a wooden spoon and put them on a plate, and asked Jiang Li, "Miss, let's eat some of this first to fill your stomach."

They have not eaten all day and night. Yesterday, the nuns in the nunnery deliberately smashed the gruel they delivered, and there was no other food in the kitchen. All the remaining cakes were also fed to the monkeys in the forest behind Helin Temple, both of them were very hungry at the moment.

Jiang Li raised her eyes and looked out the window. Although it is much cooler up the mountain than down the mountain, summer is approaching and the days have already lengthened significantly. The sun is about to set now, and it will be night soon. She said: "I won't eat, you can eat."

Tong'er stared at the crumbs, swallowed, shook her head and said, "Young girl won't eat, and Tong'er won't eat either."

"It's okay, let's eat something good later." Jiang Li smiled.

Tong'er was even more puzzled.

Jiang Li got up and walked to the corner of the room. There was a big wooden box in the corner. She opened the wooden box. The wooden box was huge, and the things inside were pitifully lonely. There are only a few pieces of yellowed clothes, not even half of the wooden box. This is all the belongings Miss Jiang Er brought with her when she came to the nunnery from Yanjing six years ago. Maybe there were some valuable things inside, but in the past six years, only a few pieces of yellowed clothes remained here.

Tong'er also came over, and Jiang Li ran over the clothes inside with both hands, and shook out a black dress from inside.

Obviously, the clothes with better materials in the wooden box are gone, and the remaining clothes are not made of better materials, and it is no longer suitable for Miss Jiang, who has grown taller six years later. Naturally, the people in the nunnery would not make new clothes for Jiang Li. Jiang Li usually wears clothes that don't fit well and are too short. The only black robe was a young nun who returned to vulgarity during Chinese New Year this year. She had an extra black robe and gave it to Jiang Li, which happened to be about the same size as hers.

The usual Second Miss Jiang never wears this well-fitting black dress. It seems that only in this way can she convince herself that she is different from the nuns here, and that she will return to Yanjing one day to be the Miss Jiang's family. It's just that Jiang Li now has to wear this black dress, because she has to meet people tonight, and it would be too rude to wear a short dress in front of everyone.

Tong'er asked: "Will the girl wear this?"

Jiang Li nodded, and she said, "Just this one."

After she put on her black clothes, the sun had completely disappeared, and the night on Qingcheng Mountain was coming. Tong'er and Jiang Li guarded the small kerosene lamp in the room, and Jiang Li stood up after a long time after Haishi, saying, "Go out."

Tong Er asked: "Where are you going?"

"Of course it's eating." Jiang Li smiled.

Tong'er was full of doubts until Jiang Li took her to the Buddhist hall ahead. There are female Bodhisattvas enshrined in the Buddhist hall, and sometimes there will be no pilgrims in the nunnery for ten days and a half months, and all the pilgrims have gone to the nearby Helin Temple. Jiang Li walked up to the clay statue of Bodhisattva, and there was offering fruits on the incense table. She picked up the plate and handed it to Tonger, "Eat it."

Tong'er was shocked, the nuns in the nunnery were all asleep at the moment, and they wouldn't get up at night. Tong'er whispered: "Girl, this is the offering fruit for the Bodhisattva!"

"Well," Jiang Li shrugged, "so what?"

"What should the nuns do if they find out tomorrow morning?" Tong'er waved her hand, "Let's put it back."

"It's okay." Jiang Li comforted her, "If you find out, there's nothing you can do."

"But this is a Bodhisattva," Tong'er still didn't dare to accept it, "We are disrespectful to the Bodhisattva if we eat the fruit offered by the Bodhisattva."

Hearing this, Jiang Li smiled, and she said lightly, "The Clay Bodhisattva is hard to protect herself, and you still expect her to come to save you? Since it's just a clay doll, what does it matter if you respect it or not? The road is made by yourself. , relying on Bodhisattvas will not work."

Tong'er looked at Jiang Li dumbfounded. The former Miss Jiang Er would never say such shocking words.

Just staying there, suddenly heard a chuckle from above, the laughter was very soft, but in the silent night, the empty Buddhist hall was very clear.

Tong'er looked up, she was dumbfounded all of a sudden, pointed to the distance, and stammered: "Flower... the flower demon?"

On the roof of the Small Buddha Hall, there was someone sitting there at some point. This person was dressed in black, but he was wearing a long cape embroidered with dark red and black peonies, which made him look extraordinarily coquettish and gorgeous.

The moonlight was thin, and the white mist in the night dissipated layer by layer at this moment, illuminating the face of the young man on the roof inch by inch. His long eyebrows slanted into his temples, which were extraordinarily flamboyant, and he also had a pair of narrow and affectionate phoenix eyes with long eyelashes. Under the straight bridge of the nose, the thin lips are slightly raised, as if he is smiling, but it makes people feel that his smile is also a bit ironic. At the corner of his slightly hooked eyes, there was a small red mole the size of a grain of rice, which added a touch of lingering touch to his already so handsome side face under the moonlight.

The world is full of fragrance in April, and the peach blossoms on the mountain begin to bloom. The peach blossoms in Qingcheng Mountain bloom late, and in mid-May, layers of peach blossoms bloom. The gorgeous and affectionate peach blossom color can't take away a bit of this person's demeanor. On the contrary, he is in it, turning the peach blossoms all over the mountains and plains into decorations, and he seems to be outside the soft red, with a faint smile, watching the people in the world struggling in it indifferently.

Jiang Li was wearing a gray black robe worn by a nun. Her long hair was untied, and her black hair was like a waterfall hanging behind her head, as if she had converted to the lotus fairy boy at the feet of the Buddha. She looked up with a candle, her eyes were calm, just in line with the gaze of the man on the roof. connect.

One is beautiful and indifferent to the world, and the other is gorgeous and coquettish. The three thousand worlds are neatly divided into two parts. One half is as bright as a spring day, and the other half is as dark as an abyss. The brilliance is an illusion, but the abyss is alluring. Gift.

The two looked at each other from a distance, their eyes met, and they were also close to each other.

No one saw the flash of surprise in Jiang Li's heart.

What is he?

My coquettish son of a bitch is here! Handsome or not, handsome or not, just ask you handsome! Do not! handsome!