The Romance of the West Chamber: The Bells are Ringing

The matchmaker hurriedly looked behind the door, only to see Mrs. Cui Xiangguo and Elder Farben standing quietly in front of the door, as if waiting for an important moment. They looked solemn and solemn, staring at the door intently, as if waiting for everything behind the door.

Mrs. Cui Xiangguo showed a hint of worry. There was a smile on her face, but there was a hint of solemnity between her brows, as if she was struggling with something important in her heart.

Elder Farben stood next to Mrs. Cui Xiangguo. His back was slightly hunched, his hands were clasped in front of him, his eyes were calm and thoughtful. There was a deep thinking in his eyes, as if he was silently making a decision on something.

There was a solemn atmosphere in front of the entire room, as if the air had solidified. The presence of Mrs. Cui Xiangguo and Elder Farben filled this place with majesty and authority. Even the breeze seemed to have stopped breathing and did not dare to disturb the solemnity.

The matchmaker said hurriedly: "Sister, the madam and the elder are both in front of the door!"

"Hurry up and open the door!" Yingying said quickly.

The matchmaker quickly opened the door, and Mrs. Cui Xiangguo quickly stepped through the door and walked into the house. Her expression was solemn and her brows were slightly furrowed, obviously showing some anxiety and worry. She walked to Yingying and said eagerly: "My child, do you know? Now Sun Feihu has led five thousand bandits to surround the temple gate. He said that your eyebrows are as deep as ink, your face is as green as a lotus, and your appearance is like Qing's. The fairy in the alluring city is so beautiful that she wants to kidnap you to be his wife. My child, what should I do?"

There was deep concern in the lady's voice, and a worried gleam in her eyes. She knew that this matter was of great importance and might affect Yingying's fate and safety. She looked at Yingying, her expression full of concern and expectation, hoping that she could come up with a solution.

Cui Yingying's heart palpitated as she listened to Mrs. Cui Xiangguo's words. She felt as if she was enveloped in a chill, and the description of the ghost leaving the body made her shudder. Scenes of scenes flashed through her mind, with misfortune shrouding her and disasters surrounding her, all of which made her feel as if she was in danger and unable to escape.

Her eyes were slightly lost, as if she could feel the helplessness of being trapped in a difficult situation. A deep anxiety surged in her heart, as if no matter whether she was moving forward or backward, she could not find a way to peace. This dilemma made her heart unable to calm down for a long time, like a cuff wrapped with traces of crying, which was difficult to hide.

"What should I do?" She thought silently in her heart, frowning slightly. She felt like a helpless person with no home, as if her soul was displaced and unable to find a place to live. An unspeakable loneliness and helplessness welled up in her heart.

She stared ahead quietly, and the sound of a golden drum seemed to ring in her ears, shaking her heart. There was a determined light in her eyes, as if she remained calm and courageous in the face of difficult situations. She took a deep breath and tried to stay calm.

The scene outside seemed to correspond to her inner conflict. The clouds were misty and the raindrops were falling on the land, which seemed to indicate an unstable situation. She felt the internal and external pressure from the madam's words, and at the same time realized that she had to face it all and find her own way out.

Cui Yingying couldn't help but have various emotions in her heart. She understood that the situation in front of her was already very urgent. Sun Feihu and five thousand bandits were besieging the temple, putting the temple in crisis.

Yingying frowned slightly and thought: "That person heard some rumors and started to weave nonsense. He actually said that my eyebrows are as deep as ink, my face is as green as a lotus flower, and my appearance is like the beauty of a powerful country. "Fairies are so real and beautiful," is such nonsense. This kind of nonsense is simply not worth refuting."

She said to Mrs. Cui Xiangguo: "Mother, how can this be so ridiculous? I really want to send [-] monks to chant sutras and curse him. But he leads an army of [-] bandits. There are so many people that he can cut the grass and eradicate the roots in an instant. Woolen cloth?"

Both the wife and the elder looked worried, and Yingying knew that the situation was urgent. She continued to think: "That gangster had no loyalty to the country and robbed the people wantonly. Moreover, he even set fire to the building that was built like a heavenly palace. This kind of behavior is simply destructive to people's hearts. Provocation. If it weren't for Zhuge Kongming, I would even want to imitate Bowangpo's fire attack strategy to deal with this gang."

She walked around the room, feeling increasingly heavy. She knows that the current situation is not optimistic and effective measures need to be taken to deal with it.

Mrs. Cui Xiangguo frowned and sighed, with a hint of helplessness and worry in her tone. There was a hint of worry on her face. Her years had passed and her hair was gray, but this did not make her worry too much about the length of her life.

She looked at the scenery outside the window, her eyes seemed to have traveled through the years and returned to her childhood memories. She sighed softly and said to herself: "I am already 60 years old, and I no longer worry about the length of my life." Her voice was slightly bitter, as if she was reviewing her life.

Then, her eyes turned to the depths of the room, where the bed was covered with exquisite brocade quilts. She looked at the quilt on the bed with distress, and the expression on her face gradually softened.

She continued: "But my child is still young and has not been married yet, which really makes me embarrassed." This sentence is full of a mother's concern and worry for her child. Her child was young and had never written the other half of her life, but she was getting older, which made her feel helpless and unable to let go.

She gently touched the cover of the scripture with her hands and stared into the distance, as if searching for the answer. She understands that she cannot change the passage of time, but as a mother, she always hopes that her children can be happy and healthy and find their own happy destination.

The atmosphere in the room became quiet and solemn, as if time stopped for a moment amid Madam's worries.

Cui Yingying thought for a moment, frowned, and then slowly said: "Mother, I think I have a plan. Maybe as long as I am willing to become the wife of that bandit, I may be able to save the lives of our family."

There was a hint of determination in her voice, but her eyes were full of helplessness and worry. She knew that this strategy was not an ideal choice, but in such a critical situation, it seemed that this was the only way to protect her family.

After hearing Yingying's words, Mrs. Cui Xiangguo couldn't help but her eyes turned red. She held Yingying's hand tightly and said in a trembling voice: "My child, how can you take such a big risk? This is a road of no return. "

The matchmaker was shocked when she heard what Yingying said. Her eyes widened and her mouth opened slightly, as if she couldn't believe it. She clutched the hem of her skirt tightly, her heart beating faster and her face turned pale.

She raised her trembling hand, grabbed Yingying's hand, and stammered: "Little, little lady, what did you say? You, you want to marry a bandit?"

Her voice was almost trembling, and her eyes were full of shock and horror. Her mind was filled with chaos and uneasiness for a moment, and she could not imagine the huge impact such a decision would have.

The matchmaker took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down, but her voice was still trembling: "Little lady, you want to marry a bandit, this is of great concern! If you really do this, then I...I will definitely Accompany you there, and our destiny will completely change!" As for "I can never get rid of slavery!" This kind of thought can only be buried in my heart. Will the master care about your miserable life?

By the end of her sentence, her voice had almost turned into a plea, and her eyes were full of pleading and uneasiness. She understands that once Yingying makes such a choice, not only herself, but also the matchmaker will be in an irreversible dilemma.