Chapter 15 Fourteenth Rejection

When Ma Rulong saw Yu Wu for the first time, Yu Wu was cooking.There are many people cooking every day in this world, and cooking is definitely not a strange thing.However, Jiangnan Yuwu would actually cook in the kitchen himself, which made people think it was a strange thing.This is a postmortem place, not a restaurant, and there is no kitchen. "If you can guess what he is about, I admire you." "I don't want you to admire, I can't guess." "He's combing his hair." Combing your hair is by no means a strange thing, Jiangnan Yu Wu also has to comb his hair.He's not combing his hair.He was combing someone else's hair, an old woman who was so old that all her teeth were falling out.

In a hut on the opposite side, a lamp was lit at some point.The old woman was sitting under the lamp, wearing a red dress, like the embroidered red dress worn by a bride, with one leg crossed, and a pair of red embroidered shoes made of bright red silk.Although there are more wrinkles on her face than there are grids on a chessboard, and the teeth in her mouth have fallen out less than that of a two-year-old child, her long hair is still black and shiny, soft and shiny like silk satin. If you only saw her clothes and hair, no one would have guessed that she was already an old woman. What was even more unexpected was that Jiang Nan Yu Wu would comb her hair for such an old woman.The way he combs his hair is as elegant and graceful as his cooking.No matter whether he is holding a spatula or a comb in his hand, he is Jiangnan Yuwu.The unique Jiangnan Yuwu.

Although Ma Rulong still couldn't figure out why he combed the old woman's hair, and why Da Wan brought him to see her, she was unconsciously fascinated by it.But Yu Wu didn't seem to notice them coming in at all. No matter what he did, he did it wholeheartedly.So he will do better than others. Now he has tied the last bun for her with a long ebony hairpin, and is admiring his masterpiece.Indeed a masterpiece.Even Ma Rulong had to admit that the old woman seemed to have suddenly become much younger.Her eyes were kept closed, and the expression on her face seemed to be being caressed by a lover.

"No one can compare to you, absolutely no one can compare to you." Her voice is also old, but she can still hear the sweetness and loveliness of her youth. She sighed softly: "As long as your martial arts are half as good as your ability to comb your hair, you will be invincible in the world." Yu Wu smiled. "Fortunately, I don't want to be invincible." "why?" "Because if a person is really invincible in the world, life must be very boring." The old woman laughed too, laughing loudly. "I like you, I really like you, even if you don't comb my hair, I will do it for you." Who is this old woman?What does Yu Wu want to do with her?Ma Rulong's curiosity has been aroused, but Da Wan pulls him out.

"Now you must be getting more and more confused, because you have no idea what I want to do." "What else do you want to do?" "I also want to take you to see someone." "Who are you going to see this time?" "Look at a person drawn on paper," Da Wan said, "Even if you are a hundred times smarter than you are now, you will never be able to guess who this person is." The lights in the next room were also lit, and there was a picture on the wall of a middle-aged man with a very honest and ordinary appearance.Ma Rulong had never seen such a person, and even if he had, he would soon forget it.This kind of person is not worthy of being remembered by others at all, and it is not easy to be remembered by others.

"His surname is Zhang, and his name is Zhang Rongfa. He is a very, very honest and honest man. He opened a small grocery store in the city and hired a guy who is almost as honest and loyal as him." What Dawan is talking about is this person in the painting: "He is 44 years old this year, and his zodiac sign is a pig. He was married when he was 19 years old. His wife is called Guizhi. She gets angry and gets sick again. She can’t have children, so the more angry she gets, the sicker she becomes. Recently, she’s so sick that she can’t even get out of bed, and she even has to be fed by Lao Zhang, so the more angry she gets, the sicker she becomes, and her temper is getting worse. Even the neighbors can’t stand it.” She stopped suddenly and asked Ma Rulong, "Did you hear clearly?"

Ma Rulong could hear it clearly, but he couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't figure out why Da Wan brought him to see this painting, and introduced the person in the painting in such detail.Of course he couldn't help asking: "Does this person have anything to do with me?" "A little." "How could I have anything to do with him?" "Because this person is you," Da Wan never looked joking: "You are him, and he is you." Ma Rulong thought it was very funny, it was so funny that it could make people laugh out loud and burst their stomachs.It's a pity he couldn't laugh.Because he could see that Da Wan was neither joking nor crazy.He deliberately asked: "This person named Zhang Rongfa is me."

"Absolutely." "He doesn't look like me at all." "But you will soon become like him, very, very much like him, and you can even say exactly the same." "Unfortunately, I won't change." "You won't change, someone will change for you." Da Wan suddenly asked him: "Do you know why Yu Wu combed that young lady's hair?" Ma Rulong said: "That eldest lady seems to be no longer a lady, she seems to be an old woman." Da Wan unexpectedly disagreed. "She's not an old woman, she's a young lady. Some people, even if they live to be 180 years old, are still young ladies."

"Is that the kind of person she is?" "Absolutely," Da Wan said, "If she wasn't, there would be no such person in the world." "why?" "Because her surname is Yu." Ma Rulong finally thought of someone: "What does she have to do with that Miss Yu sixty years ago?" Da Wan said: "She is that Miss Yu, she is 'Linglong Jade Hand' Yu Linglong."