Chapter 10 chapter Ten

Sure enough, on the day when her uncle came back, he was most hurt when he saw the scene. It was really Zhenguan's mother and second aunt! Her aunt also came from Tainan; the meeting seemed like a world away, father and son, husband and wife, sisters, brothers and sisters, nephews and nephews, all were happy and shed tears—it turns out that even when they are happy, they never let anyone go; Zhen watched her That new Japanese girl, wearing a Yamato skirt hairpin, had tears streaming down her pink face. From the beginning to the end, her sister-in-law was around; although she tried to persuade others one by one, her own eyes were always red; the uncle felt ashamed when facing her; Finally stopped again!

In comparison, her big concubine's integrity is respectable. Everyone saw her holding the wash water, food and soup, and treated the Japanese woman like a guest-the only way to meet in the world is courtesy-if Zhenguan didn't learn from her big Jin saw it, but she couldn't fully understand this sentence. And she treats her uncle with more than conjugal kindness; Zhenguan still feels: we have sisters and brothers in love; at this moment, the uncle is her, and she is the uncle; all know. The front hall is such a tearful recognition scene, and in the back room, there are two sisters hiding in hiding and shedding tears of love secretly; Zhenguan's mother and second aunt, after meeting their eldest brother, quietly withdraw from the crowd, Each found a room to avoid people.

At the end of life and death, at this moment, they would rather that person buy another family, and have a wife and children! Even if this is the case, the human world will last forever. Even if the two are forgotten in the rivers and lakes, it is the same moon for thousands of mountains, and the same water for thousands of rivers! Her second aunt went into Sijin's room, and Zhenguan stood by the door for a while, then went to find her mother's inner room. Her mother stood on the edge of the bed, with her back to the door, her face buried in her hands, crying loudly... Zhen Guan quietly came to the front and handed her a handkerchief to her mother, but she couldn't say a word to comfort her, she just shed tears!

Why is there love in life?The word love is bitter and tiring, and it has not stopped until death and life! She thought of Su Wu's verses - life should come back, death should be lovesickness - people in the world are so infatuated!Uncle is alive!Those who are alive will find the old way back; the father and the second uncle will never come back alive, since they will be turned into ashes, and they will only have memories of life and death. After dinner, her grandmother deliberately left her mother and aunt down; Yisheng's five men and three women were finally reunited today; of course, she took care of the old man's joy.

Zhen Guan had just stepped out of the gate of her natal family's house and met Da Xin at the door; he really knew her heart and knew that she would withdraw under such circumstances. Zhen took a look at him, then continued to walk; how much true meaning in the world is born in such moments. Daxin walked quietly with her for a while, and under the street lamp, I saw the shadows of the two of them changing from moment to moment. In the end, it was Daxin who spoke first: "Are you... are you better? Zhongshi, I saw you cry... I really don't know what to say..." Zhenguan didn't answer, thinking: In the scene of Zhongshi, he was the only one who avoided it...how could he know that others still saw it!

Da Xin said again: "I know how you feel, but...seeing you cry, I always feel strange in my heart!" Zhen Guan raised his head and said, "No more! Am I already healed?" Daxin smiled and said, "Okay, let's not talk about it, actually I know that you are still very happy to see Uncle come back!" Zhenguan also said: "Yes! I have never seen him since I was born, but today, as soon as I stepped into the hall, I saw someone sitting there, and I immediately said to myself: Yes! This person is uncle That's it! Uncle is like this! I've seen him before!"

Daxin snorted, and asked, "So——I came here on Qixi Festival, and when you saw me at the door, did you also think at first glance: By the way, this person is Daxin, and Daxin is like this!" Zhen Guan chuckled lightly: "This question - refuse to answer!" Walking, walking, I have already reached home; Zhenguan knew that his mother and younger brother were still there, and there was no one at home here, so it was inconvenient to invite him to sit in, and was about to raise his head to speak, but Daxin suggested: "You want to sit down?" Are you resting? Let's go to the beach to watch the moon, how about..."

"..." Zhenguan didn't say yes or no, he looked down at his feet, it turned out that the two of them walked together, and Daxin said: "We are both men, I think I can understand all kinds of feelings of uncle, In addition to ethics, family affection, and homeland, I understand that there is another kind of force that prompted him to find his way back after many hardships—" "What do you say?" "But, for a while, I couldn't say it, I couldn't explain it clearly; and you, yourself, are one of this power, you must know it!" Zhen Guanyan said: "I know it! Because this power flows in my blood; not only my uncle and me, but also grandpa and grandma, and babies born only 20 days down to Yincheng. One is a circle, it is so hard and tough, nothing can separate it—"

"..." "Even if my second uncle and father died, in our feelings, they are still a circle, a corner of this circle, and they still breathe the same breath!" "..." "Like Uncle, he is a small piece of this circle that was forcibly stripped away, although he was moved to another place to breed and regenerate; however, if he can't return to the original circle, then!" Before Zhenguan finished speaking, Daxin suddenly continued to speak for her: "Then, it just continues to live! No matter what, he will not be happy, he can't be happy..."

"..." This kind of deterrence was not the first time. However, Zhenguan was still speechless. Seeing that she was speechless, Daxin asked, "Why didn't you say anything?" Seeing how serious he was, Zhen Guan laughed: "What else did you say? You've said it all?" The two laughed at the same time; Daxin said again: "Zhenguan, I also feel the same way, but--it can't be as powerful and relevant as what you said!" Not to mention writing a letter, this is the first time he called her by her name; Zhenguan just felt uncomfortable, paused for a while, and only smiled: "That's because you are not in this circle!"

Da Xin refused to accept it and said, "Who said? I am also in the same relationship with Youxi—I don't even think about it, my third aunt is your fourth concubine!" Zhenguan couldn't say anything to him, so I didn't say any more, but Daxin thought of something bigger because of this: "Just now, you used the circle as a metaphor, and the comparison is true. Our national character is sticky! Compare her to a plate of loose sand. , is really annoying and hateful!" Zhenguan said: "People who say this must not understand the light of our own national nature. Such people are not representative!" Daxin clapped his hands as a sign of applause; Zhenguan said again: "But, maybe, there are still people like that in China, alas! Let's not talk about it—" "..." The two fell silent at the same time. When I came to the old pier, I saw fishing boats equipped with generators, only berthing. Daxin suddenly stretched out his hand to caress the hull of the boat: "I really love this place. I live in a multi-storey house in Taipei. I can't tell the difference in my life—— What does it mean to hear from family to family?" "..." "I even learned from the third uncle; not only the third uncle, but they are all brothers; I understand from them——"Book of Rites·Wen Wangshizi", it is said—know that you are a son, and then you can be a father— if!" "..." The moon finally came out, and the sea breeze was blowing; Zhenguan felt that he was about to sing a song: She looked at Daxin beside her, and felt relieved in her heart! Tonight, he was wearing a white shirt and white striped trousers, and he also said that those trousers were the only ones in the country. I don't know why this person is so confident!He is a person who must be conceited and humble at the same time! There is gold under the man's knees, it's within reach!The Wanbao Mountain hidden in the chest is extremely precious! Daxin is just such a confident person, but on the other hand, he must be humble and open-minded... Ordinarily, these characteristics are contradictory and cannot coexist, but I don't know what method this person uses to make them all appropriate and harmonious in him! It's good that the two are so similar, but... Zhen Guan suddenly thought: If one day they hurt each other, how severe would it be? Let’s talk about his stubbornness: These days, he has been trying to let her understand that he values ​​her, and the matter of the girl in the past is just his unbearable past, and it is one of the factors that made him grow from a teenager to a young man. Zhen Guan knows: he doesn't say forgetfulness lightly, and doesn't mention the other party's lack, it doesn't mean he still remembers Yi, but it's because of his honest personality; it's closer to his nature in this way. It is a lie to say that I forgot Yi, but the word Liao Qing'er has become a name in the classmate record! In fact, he even told her the girl's name: that day——he lent her a notebook from his college days, because he filled it with cartoons. Zhenguan turned the pages, and Daxin explained on the side; when she turned the last two pages, she saw a cinnabar seal on the top: "Liao—Qing—er, wow! This name sounds so good—" "That's her name!" "..." The tone was very calm, Zhenguan could only smile at him, and then continued to browse. Daxin means: everything is in the past...but he just doesn't say it, he just thinks: you should understand! Sometimes, Zhenguan would rather he said it, and rest assured that it sounds good to her; in fact, there is nothing to worry about, she doesn't really want to care about it. Rather than being angry, it is better to say that you feel sorry for him; pity the torture of a gentleman——after she realized the great faith, she would never let go of her own heart; it is good. In this way, she will think of what Grandma said; the old man said this: I would rather choose the one who has been wronged than the one who has been wronged; love debts and money debts in this world are all debts. It is true that there will be a next life after the end of this life, and there will be a next generation before the end of this generation——after thinking about it like this, she finally understood: Daxin was originally intact!His people are all good! --"What are you thinking?" Zhenguan couldn't answer, but just smiled ghostly. Daxin asked again: "Do you know what I'm thinking?" Zhenguan shook his head; Daxin then laughed: "Have you heard of 'One Thought Ten Thousand Years'?" "Isn't it from the Buddhist scriptures?" "Exactly! Exactly—" Daxin took a deep breath, and then he said: "The heart of a moment, the time of ten thousand years is endless——" "..." "—Ming Confucianism also has a sentence: One thought for ten thousand years, governing clarity, no action, no change, it is just the natural use of the original heart—"—Two people talk, walk around, and bend again unconsciously Come to Hougang; Zhenguan looks up at the moon all the way, and he just wants to sing a song in his heart: July 15th, Hungry Ghost Festival. At dusk, every family and every household makes Pudu, and the dense air after the burning of the paper is integrated into the original air of the harbor town. It is a smell that cannot be forgotten after smelling it! No matter where Zhenguan goes, she can feel this common atmosphere between the underworld and the mortal world—on this day, her mother specially made a few more dishes, and besides offering sacrifices, she mainly wanted to invite Daxin to come to eat at home! The food was still on the altar for the ancestors, so her mother asked Zhenguan to invite guests—once Zhenguan arrived at the grandfather's house, she first found her fourth concubine and said what she wanted. Her fourth concubine smiled and said, "You want to invite him?" That's great! The dishes must be very rich, right?" "not bad!" "Sijin is going too, how about it?" "Hurrah!" Zhen Guan tugged Yi's arm, said with a smile: "Even Fourth Uncle should go too, I'll go and tell Grandma—" "Mo! Mo!" Her four aunts laughed: "Si jin was just joking with you——look at pulling my sleeves down—" Zhen Guan let go and laughed, "I'm real! What's going on?" She said to her four concubines: "Wait for next time, I have free time there today, you should go to Daxin first, he is reaching out!" The door of "Shoushou Boy" is usually open or not closed. When Zhen Guan came to the door, he stopped outside first, and then raised his voice: "Who is inside?" Before he could close his mouth, the man of great faith had already stood in front of her; he raised his eyebrows and smiled with a big mouth, like an eight-year-old boy playing hide-and-seek with his sister: "Aha! The lady is here! I thought You dare not come!" "Why didn't I dare to come?" "From the day I arrived, you have walked through every room here, but this one who stretched out his hand didn't take a step, as if he had made a wish and made an oath!" Zhen Guan smiled and said: "Don't talk nonsense! I am here to invite a military advisor with my mother's life in my life!" "Is the military division so easy to invite?" "What kind of gift do you want to arrange?" "At least go in and sit down!" "But--" Seeing her hesitation, Da Xin didn't make it difficult for her! "Then—you have to take this from me, right?" Just look at the eraser in his hand, a small carving knife! "What is this for?" "Engrave!" Zhen Guan was surprised and said: "What is engraved, can you see it?" Daxin smiled and said, "If you want to see it, you have to go inside, right? Or do you really want me to move all the props out of the house?" When he said this, Zhen Guan had no choice but to smile and follow him into the hand boy. The table was very messy, and there were all kinds of utensils; the big letter went back and took the ink, then painted it with the picture, and found the paper to lay it out. Zhen Guan didn't dare to sit idle, and stretched out his hand to straighten the paper for him, but after this move, the hands of the two touched slightly, and Zhen Guan quickly retracted. Daxin finally stamped the words, Zhenguan looked at it, and almost cried out: there was a vermilion mark on the top of the white paper, and in the middle were the four official script characters of "Zhenguan Nushi"—"Ah! So good... ...But how did you do it?" Da Xin smiled and said: "I don't know, it seems like overnight, suddenly became good... Do you want to worship the master?" Zhen Guan smiled and said, "You first tell me how it happened?" "It's nothing to say. In the third year of junior high school, I lost one of my father's seals. In order to engrave one to repay my father, I forced myself to do it like this!" "..." what!It turns out that there are people like Daxin in the world, so other people are called to do what they are willing to do. Daxin said: "You also know that rubber is frivolous, and new things are even more superficial. But, look again, why does this imprint look so solid, thick, and have the potential of gold and stone?" Zhen Guan said: "I don't know, tell me quickly!" Da Xin laughed: "There is a trick in it. After the seal is engraved, it must be ground on the mud. This is what I found out!" Zhenguan was stunned when she heard it, but saw Daxin put the mark in front of her and asked, "Hey! Don't you put it away?" "This--" "It was originally engraved and I will give it to you." When Zhenguan heard about it, she held it up with both hands, and when she raised her eyes to look at Daxin again, her whole heart felt sad. She knew that from then on, she had no way out. While putting on his shoes, Daxin said: "When it comes to engraving, a joke comes to mind. I still laugh when I think about it." "..." "In my sophomore year, my classmates told me that I would engrave it, and they all found it. Not only that, but even my girlfriend's and boyfriend's, I got them all!" "Business is so good!" "No way, I had to buy materials for them out of my own pocket. At that time, there happened to be a 'Doctor' bookstore at the left entrance of the school. I would buy erasers almost every three or two days. After a long time——" "I'm in debt!" "That's not true! After a long time, the lady of the 'Doctor' thought I had bad intentions for her—ha——" As Daxin said, he clapped his hands and laughed. Zhen Guan followed with a smile and said: "After this, if you go again, they will definitely not sell you!" "I didn't guess right again! After this, I dare not go again. From then on, I have to cross the road to buy from other places!" The two chatted and laughed, and went to the front to report the details, and then walked to Zhenguan's house. Once out of the street, Zhenguan smelled the strong smell again, but Daxin was attracted by the scene in front of him: a little-footed grandmother was burning paper money in front of the door, and the moment the paper money was about to be melted, Yi picked up a small paper money in her hand. The glass of water and wine was sprinkled round and round along the periphery of the golden tripod that had been incinerated by the ghost paper... Seeing that Yi was chanting words, Da Xin asked, "Do you know what Yi chanted?" "Why don't you know—" Zhen Guanyan smiled and said: "My mother and grandma also read like this - only along the circle will you make a lot of money!" Da Xin exclaimed: "Even a very small action can have such endless meanings; if you make a round move, you can make a lot of money—making money is just a normal wish—" "But if she said it, she was said to live!" "It's even—it can't be better. She seems to be talking about it, but she is very serious. In the whole world, we are probably the only ones who can have this kind of just right!" "..." "What's wrong?" "Brilliant!" "I mean—why don't you tell?" "There's no way to interrupt; it's already impossible to add or subtract!" When Daxin heard about it, he laughed and said, "In Taipei, I never realized the beauty of my own culture at this level. Speaking of which, I have to thank you!" Zhen Guan smiled and said: "It's not as serious as you said! I think, if you continue to appreciate it like this-" "—One day—" "One day I will become a folklore expert!" Daxin laughed and said: "Our people's customs and customs are deeply related and endearing—" "..." "The more you understand, the more you know her beauty—" Talking, talking, I arrived at Zhenguan's house early; her second aunt was poking her head in front of the door, while her mother was setting up dishes in the dining room, seeing Daxin, she smiled and said, "You really came; I thought you were not good enough to invite me? It's been so long since Ah Zhenguan!" Daxin glanced at her, and smiled gently: "Where will it be? I've been preparing since then!" Her mother smiled and asked, "Why?" "When I was having dinner today, I accidentally dropped a chopstick, and Grandma told me—someone will invite me tonight... Sure enough, Zhenguan came—" Hearing what he said, everyone laughed. During the meal, because Ah Zhong was not at home on Chenggong Ridge, her mother put almost all the good dishes into the Daxin bowl, and when she watched him, she was respectful and cramped, and she laughed secretly in her heart. After dinner, Zhenguan was still taking guests; the two walked east, west, and came to the beach again; Daxin asked her, "Do you know what day it is today?" "What day—" Zhen Guan laughed: "——it can't be your birthday?" Daxin put on a grimace and said, "Today is Ghost Festival——Ghost Festival, what a poetic day, just imagine: around the corner, there are ghosts with teary eyes facing each other. Those ghost friends who haven't seen each other for a long time can also take this opportunity to get together and chat—" " "—" Before he finished speaking, Zhenguan covered his ears and ran away with small steps. Daxin saw this, panicked, and hurriedly caught up and asked, "Are you afraid?" Zhen Guan snorted, "Watching 'Liao Zhai' for the past few days, I feel that the surroundings are enough—the trial call is coming, and you still want to scare me?" When Daxin heard about it, he coughed deliberately, and said in a strong voice: "Take back the things that have disappeared! Take it back!" Speaking of this, because he saw a boat in front of him, which was especially approaching the shore, he jumped lightly and jumped onto the deck of the boat. Zhen Guan was going to follow along, but who would have thought that when he lowered his head and saw the darkness of the water below, his feet faltered and didn't move. "Ha! Timid as a mouse!" Daxin smiled and talked about her, but stretched out his hand and grabbed her down. The moonlight shines on the center of the water, and the sky and the earth become clear and vast; Daxin sits at the stern and sings, singing over and over again, but Zhenguan just doesn’t hear half a sentence; What about her shoulders, or her sleeves... Still suspicious, only to hear the man ask again: "In my imagination, I thought you grew up on this boat, but today I realize that you have no guts!" Zhenguan smiled and said: "Talk about me, when I was on this boat, you didn't know where I was! Every Mid-Autumn Festival in the town, these fishing boats are full of people, and fifty or sixty of them sail across the Baisha on the other side to enjoy the moon. Since I was three or five years old, I have followed my uncles and uncles, and it is still like this every year, what do you think?" Daxin exclaimed: "Ah! You guys know how to live like this! Enjoying the moon, the sky and the bottom are full of moons. I really live up to the scenery! It's a pity—" "how was it?" "Actually, you shouldn't have told me that I am enlisting in the army soon, and this year's Mid-Autumn Festival, I can't see such a beautiful moon—" When Zhenguan heard about it, he laughed at him and said: "The scenery is everywhere, in the south and in the north, isn't it the same as that month?" Da Xin also smiled: "I know it's that month, but I want to hear your data; I feel more at ease after hearing it—" "What peace of mind—" Zhenguan laughed even more: "Just say it with confidence!" The two of them smiled, even though they were three or two feet apart, they felt that they understood everything. Daxin said again: "Tell me quickly! You must have some basis!" Zhenguan thought for a while, and then said: "There is such a verse, I will read it to you: A thousand mountains have the same month, and all households are spring; a thousand rivers have water, a thousand rivers and moons, and a thousand miles of cloudless sky." Daxin applauded: "This is such a good realm, good writing, where did you read it?" Zhenguan deliberately made things difficult, so she wanted to tell him, but if she didn't tell him, she just said: "It's a Buddhist book!" "Which one?" "Fourth Karma Record!" Daxin took two steps forward anxiously: "Why didn't I know I had this book?...Can I borrow it?" Zhen Guan apologized and said: "I'm sorry! This book is not included in the loan list!" "Ah! What should I do—" Daxin lost his soul and said: "The book I want to read is not with me, I feel uneasy all over!" Zhen watched him like that, believed it was true, and then laughed: "I'm lying to you! If you want to see it, take it; Buddhist books can be taken from ten directions and used in ten directions. How can anyone monopolize it?" Daxin also smiled and said, "I lied to you too! I knew you would borrow it...but it's still too late when you go back. Why don't you tell me now and listen?" This man said so subtly about himself! ... Zhenguan thought about it, and then said: "King Ashoka of India invited monks and Taoists from all over the world to cure the fast. Everyone has already come, but the Venerable Pingfalu, who postponed it until sunset and dusk. Wang Nai asked: Why did you come so late?" Ping Yulu replied: I went to the feast of the world. King Ashoka asked strangely: How can one person go to the feast of the world? The venerable said: You don’t know! So I wrote a verse like this—” ... For a while, both of them were silent; when Zhenguan turned his head again, he realized that Daxin was looking at her; his eyes were clear and vivid, shining like morning stars in the darkness. "Do you know how I feel?" "How does it feel?" When Zhenguan said this, he had already looked at Jiangfeng fishing boat in the distance; the sea water of his hometown, the night of his hometown, and Daxin in front of him was the gentleman in the ancient records. He was simple, capable, and smart. , and a vigorous person... Daxin recited the gatha again, and then said: "A thousand rivers have water and a thousand rivers of moons. This sentence comes from Buddhist scriptures, and the gatha was said by a monk, but I still feel that it is also the words of the most affectionate and ignorant people in the world; you Say?" Zhenguan didn't answer, but he knew what he was going to say in his heart. "Do you want to give an example?" Zhen Guan said with a smile: "If you want to say it, say it! I am the best listener!" Daxin said sternly: "Don't you think it is the same as Li Shangyin's 'know that you are there and you are there'?" If there is a torch to illuminate the heart, Zhenguan not only has a bright heart, but also sighs. To her, it should be an oath made on the same day in the same year and the same month: same-sex sisters and brothers, opposite-sex men and women, husband and wife—"Don't you feel the same?" "I was wondering—do you count? Or do you count?" Daxin couldn't help laughing: "I know! You mean: the former has a big structure, including heaven and earth; while the latter only refers to the word 'love', after all, the scene is small... right?" Zhen Guan said with a smile: "Since ancient times, the word love has been a major event. How can anyone underestimate it? It doesn't mean that the word love keeps the universe together—forget it, let's count you!" ——When they came back, the two of them walked along the path, passed by the temple in Houliao, and saw that on both sides of the open space, theaters were being set up to perform opposite operas. Daxin asked: "Who is worshiped in this temple?" Zhenguan pointed to the couplet in front of the door with a smile, and said, "You will know it just by reading it!" The two looked up together, only to see the couplet written: "Do you know who it is?" "Ok--" Daxin shook his hand first, pretending to hold Huntianling, and then said: "Nezha?" Zhen Guan nodded with a smile, took another look at the crowd, and then said, "Grandpa and uncle may come too! Do you want to see it? Or do you want to go back?" "OK!" Seeing his interest, Zhenguan himself stood still and looked at it: Jiang Ziya was talking about Huang Tianhua in the theater on the east side; Ziya was dressed as a Taoist, pointing to Huang Tianhua and saying yes: ——You went down the mountain yesterday, now you are changing clothes!I am in the aspect, and dare not forget the virtue of Kunlun—— In addition, there is a love story in the theater on the west; Don't be surprised and delayed, I'm a man without a fool! Nadan went on to sing: ——Love Silk—— fame, status, Ruan doesn't like to be stubborn! The student then asked Yi: What is love obsessed with? sing: Love and persistence—hero—you are all in one. Zhenguan was standing beside Daxin, watching, her heart fluttering with the tune, this was the first time for her to look at him in front of so many people; in the crowded crowd, there was only this person in front of her. Getting close to herself——she looked at his focused expression, thought about Xiaodan's libretto, and suddenly became deeply grateful to the world and good fortune!