Chapter 10 second quarter

Lan Yue'er waited in the violent rain, watching a drowned man float by in front of her, watching the small wooden boat on the river run aground at her feet, she waited patiently on the red tile roof. When the rain stopped, the villagers went back to their homes, dug ditches to drain water, cleared muddy streets, searched for relatives lost in the flood, and found a cow carcass with tiger stripes on its body when carrying away animal carcasses stuck in the road , does not belong to anyone. "This is a sign of flood, no wonder." A villager said.The sky gradually cleared up, the river water evaporated with a foul smell, and the blue moon was still waiting on the red tile roof.

The sky turned clear, and the air was filled with a happy smell of rice. Lan Yueer was cold and hungry, trembling with her knees hugged, not daring to walk away, and still waiting on the red tile roof. It was sunny for three days in a row, and the wet clothes on Lan Yueer's body were baked dry and hard by the sun, like sharp pieces of wood, cut into the skin. She was still waiting on the red tile roof, as if she had given birth there. Root like. At daybreak the swamp was level again, and she could see the embankment, and beyond it she could see the silent river.She hugged her knees and waited on the red-tiled roof.The twig rings and shepherd's crutches used for the sheep show have long been washed away, as are the shoes, and the feet are swollen.

"There's a child up there!" A villager found her, and someone climbed up to the roof and carried her down. She was still waiting with her knees hugged, her body as hard as a rock, her bent limbs unable to straighten.Seeing those shining eyes, people knew that she was still alive, fed her some batter and hot soup, and picked her body with warm water, and finally straightened her body. She didn't turn into stone, she just wanted to maintain a posture of waiting for him.She left the kind people who gave her rations, clothes, and shoes, and walked along the flood-damaged streets, asking people if they had ever seen a shepherd boy and a sheep with eight hooves.

The villagers looked at her with pity and told her that no child had been drowned in the flood, but a fisherman had been unlucky. "Go and see over the river," they said to her. She walked towards the river bank, hoping to see Yan Guxing there.There were soaked carcasses of animals floating on the river, but no sheep.She called Yan Guxing, singing the song that called the sheep back that day as she walked. It was a long river, flowing from one village to another, stretching to the town.She didn't know how many days she had gone, and the nursery rhyme calling the sheep back gradually became a sad song.

The cruel and merciless river washed away everything, even the heart.Without him, she would not go to Huakai Magic Land.The singing dragged her feet, she sang desperately about her eternal thoughts, and the blue butterfly was always flying above her head. Until one day, a woman sat on a wicker chair and was carried by four workers to the embankment.She was wrapped in a silver-purple shawl, her red hair was adorned with beautiful lilacs, her shoes were like snake scales, her eyes were shining brightly, she held a peacock feather fan in her hand, and on the ring finger of that hand she wore Wearing a sparkling diamond ring.The woman stepped down from the wicker chair, her body smelled of anthers, she looked like her mother who died young, she looked at her with gentle and compassionate eyes, and her eyes were full of tears.Lan Yue'er knew that her journey to find Yan Guxing had come to an end.