"Who is the master of the time when spring comes? The most beautiful flower is the peony." As the king of flowers, peonies are in full bloom. How magnificent it is. Since it is a picture of beauty, spread out a piece of rice paper and use the peonies in full bloom in the garden as the scene. When I started writing, I had already sketched out a charming woman leaning on the peony pavilion.
The sky-blue dress fell to the ground like a rippling gauze in the blue waves, it was really soft and beautiful. The two snow-white lotus arms were crossed on the chest, and it looked dignified and generous. A pair of almond eyes seemed to be looking at the blooming peonies in the garden. Her face is red with peonies, just like a quiet and noble woman with plain eyebrows in a splash-ink landscape painting. There is a slight smile at the corner of her mouth. This is the most charming and eye-catching eye in the painting.
Adding color, modifying, and conscientiously completing this carefully painted picture of a beautiful woman. When there was almost nothing to be picky about, Meng Xinghe put down the brush and said with a smile: "Girl, the painting is done. I only need three taels of silver to hand it over to you. In hand."
The woman walked up to Meng Xinghe and picked up the painting of a beautiful woman he had painted. She glanced at it briefly and saw the strange brush Meng Xinghe put on the painting table. The woman asked curiously: "Sir, painting is really the same as painting." It’s different. I don’t know what it’s called.”
A piece of black stuff. Meng Xinghe didn't want to explain anything. He said naturally: "This is called a brush. It is much simpler than painting with a brush."
Taking note of what Meng Xinghe said, the woman ordered the entourage next to her to bring some silver for Meng Xinghe. No more, no less, just three or two. It was obvious that this woman was not a money worshipper. She was not like the ladies outside. A slut, even if she paints a picture of a beautiful woman, she would like to bankrupt her fortune.
After accepting the money, Meng Xinghe didn't want to stay in the peony garden any longer. He packed up his painting tools and didn't even look at the woman. He turned around and walked out. It was his duty to paint pictures of beauties. After finishing the painting. It's time to call it a day and go back.
When he walked out of the peony garden, Meng Xinghe strolled around the Xiangguo Temple. However, his monster-like appearance would cause a commotion wherever he went. Naturally, women would look at him secretly when they saw him, while men just looked at him. He waved the folding fan in his hand aloofly, with a disapproving and condescending expression on his face, as if he thought Meng Xinghe was just an outstanding person in terms of appearance, talent, and courage. He must be just a little-known person.
Meng Xinghe has already developed an immunity to these expressions that he has long taken for granted. Anyway, Xiangguo Temple is not anyone’s private property. He doesn’t want to act based on people’s faces. He walks forward generously and sees the wonderful scenery. He would also stop and admire the beautiful places. This made many young and beautiful women around him secretly happy. Unknowingly, he was walking only a few feet away from Meng Xinghe. Looking at the beautiful scenery was fake. Look at how handsome he is. The man is the real one.
"Young Master, you also came to Xiangguo Temple to see the peach blossoms." It was a beautiful journey. A woman had been following Meng Xinghe for a long time. She was stunned when she saw him walking around and looking at the red peach and green willows. The woman was stunned. He asked politely. Then he turned away with a blushing face.
In the past, Meng Xinghe took the initiative to strike up conversations. Unexpectedly, a woman came to her door today. Meng Xinghe turned around and saw the woman asking questions.
Why did he meet an acquaintance again? Meng Xinghe's heart was slightly disturbed. Of course he recognized the woman in front of him. She was the woman who always kept aloof from the world and always had a quiet look on her face that calmed all emotions.
Little Sizi, Meng Xinghe thought silently in his heart. But his face was calm without any ripples: "I just walked around casually."
He answered casually. Suddenly he saw a shadow walking in front of him. Meng Xinghe was just about to find a place to hide so as not to be seen by her. Who knew there was no hiding place around. Meng Xinghe had no choice but to stand up straight and bite the bullet and said with a smile: "You are here."
The person Meng Xinghe didn't want to see came over. Unexpectedly, she actually smiled and said, "Let's go. Accompany me to the mountain behind Xiangguo Temple."
"No more drawing pictures of beauties." Meng Xinghe asked in a low voice. It would be best if he didn't draw pictures. His hands were already sore.
Aunt Yun glared at him. The meaning was obvious. Then she glanced at the woman next to Meng Xinghe and suddenly asked strangely: "Do you like him?"
His face suddenly turned rosy. Xiao Sizi hurriedly stepped back a few feet and said, "No. How could I like him?"
"You don't like him. Why have you been with him for so long?" Aunt Yun scolded fiercely: "It's best to go away before I don't hate you."
Little Sizi bit her thin red lips, turned around and walked away. She never argued with others. She always chose to take a step back obediently and meet any request of others. Meng Xinghe had never seen Aunt Yun with this. When he was so angry, he didn't ask. Aunt Yun wanted to say it, but she would tell it later. She didn't want to say it, and no one could get the answer from her.
"How many pictures of beauties did I draw today?" Aunt Yun asked another question. Meng Xinghe said bluntly: "More than fifty. I made a lot of money. It seems that painting will be a good career in the future."
"You have no ambition." Aunt Yun rolled her eyes and cursed, "Don't you have the ambition to be a great swan in your heart?"
"Who says I don't have it?" Meng Xinghe joked with Aunt Yun: "My biggest wish now is to get the top score in the examination. I can give my mother some credit. When I return to Jiangdu, I can also shine with my future friends." Marry a married woman back home and then find a job with my father-in-law. I don’t seek to benefit the people. I hope I can live my life in peace and have no regrets. To be honest, I am afraid of wandering." Meng A trace of loneliness flashed in Xinghe's eyes. No one could guess how turbulent his heart was at this moment.
Aunt Yun looked in front of her and sighed: "If everyone could see things as clearly as you do, maybe there wouldn't be too many joys and sorrows in the world. Meng Xinghe, I have always wanted to ask you a question. Are you willing? Answer. Just answer. If you don’t want to, forget it. I won’t force you.”
Meng Xinghe smiled bitterly: "What's the problem? Let's talk about it first. Forget about the emotional aspect. I'm very sentimental. There's nothing worthy of praise."
"Bah..." Aunt Yun laughed after scolding her. She looked very innocent and said, "Tell me the truth. What is it like to be in love?"
Meng Xinghe was silent for a long time. Finally he looked into the distance. The spring breeze blew by, and the sky and earth suddenly became filled with spring colors. He paused and then smiled and said, "Actually, I can't tell."
Aunt Yun wanted to stretch out her hand and hit him hard. But Meng Xinghe said again: "But I know. Lend me the sunshine of spring, and I will shake a peach blossom tree for you."
He spoke very seriously. Every word was as firm as dripping water piercing stone. Aunt Yun suddenly couldn't laugh. She looked at the beautiful peach blossoms blooming in Xiangguo Temple in the distance. She laughed at herself and said: "Who can do this for someone as old as me? For me..."
Before Aunt Yun finished speaking, Meng Xinghe ran forward and faced a peach blossom tree, shaking it crazily. The falling petals were like pink butterflies flying almost all over the sky. And Meng Xinghe was so honest and honest. The look made Aunt Yun in the distance suddenly feel sad.
"You are seeking death." Aunt Yun scolded her. She walked over, grabbed Meng Xinghe's arm and dragged him forward. However, her eyes were not as majestic as before. There was a vague excitement of joy.
After arriving at a relatively remote place, Aunt Yun let go of Meng Xinghe's arm and said in a lecturing tone: "Do you know that if the monks in the temple see you shaking their spiritual tree, you will do it today. Don't even think about walking out. I really don't know what's going on in your head. It's crazy and unreasonable."
Meng Xinghe didn't take Aunt Yun's words to heart. She said this because she cared about herself. In the past, even if Meng Xinghe got into a huge disaster, Aunt Yun would just watch with cold eyes. She is not as enthusiastic as now. Look. It's just the right time to come to the peach blossom tree. The relationship between the two has become very subtle.
"Aunt Yun. Ahead is the back hill of Xiangguo Temple." Meng Xinghe looked forward. He had been to the back hill of Xiangguo Temple before. When he was looking for Miss Du, he and Du Ruhui walked here. They were very familiar with her.
Aunt Yun tidied up the clothes that had been messed up by the contact with Meng Xinghe. She looked with a slightly confused look in her eyes and said calmly: "It has been twenty years. I never thought that I would still have the opportunity to come here."
"It's okay. I'll accompany you once a year from now on." Meng Xinghe acted like a rogue. Aunt Yun waved her hand to hit her. Meng Xinghe quickly dodged and said shamelessly: "Come that day. Okay."
Having been with Meng Xinghe for a long time, you naturally know his nature. Glib words are something he often does. Aunt Yun didn't pay attention to him at all. She said coldly: "Let's go quickly."
Meng Xinghe was driven forward. After walking a few steps, he saw a little girl carrying a flower basket filled with a beautiful peach blossom.
"Sir, buy a bouquet of peach blossoms for your wife. Today is the Peach Blossom Festival in Xiangguo Temple. Buy a peach blossom with spirituality. It can keep her safe, happy, healthy, and forever young and beautiful."
This little girl is really smart. She also knows how to use the Xiangguo Temple’s signboard to promote her.
"Bring me a peach blossom." Meng Xinghe smiled and took out the money: "Think of it as buying a Buddha flower that will last forever and never wither for the lady next to me, to bless her with a carefree life. Be happy, unfettered by the world, and not care about the grudges and grudges of the world."
Meng Xinghe said a few words. When he turned around, he could see a mist rising in Aunt Yun's eyes. Meng Xinghe was a little shocked, but shamelessly put the bouquet of peach blossoms in Aunt Yun's hand. Aunt Yun took it anxiously. Finally, He said in a deep voice: "Meng Xinghe."
"Yeah." Meng Xinghe replied casually as he looked at the people coming and going in the distance. They were all people who came to watch the Peach Blossom Festival in the mountains behind Xiangguo Temple.
"Thank you."
Three words. Meng Xinghe was stunned and didn't come back to his senses. When he looked at Aunt Yun again, Aunt Yun had already inserted the peach blossom on her head and dressed her up in a beautiful and fragrant way. This was how Meng Xinghe knew Yun. For the first time since I became my aunt, I saw Aunt Yun's innocence up close. She was more charming than ever.