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Yun Niang?Song Nineteen chewed on the noodles, and looked at Li Shishi.

"My husband, named Shen Sanbai, was born in the 28th year of Qianlong, from Changzhou." Yun Niang added, "This is today's Suzhou."

Shen Fu, "Six Chapters of a Floating Life".Li Shishi had a clear look in his eyes, put his forearm against his chin, and listened quietly to her narration.

"My husband and I are in the royal court, and our affection is deep. It is a first-class love. My husband is gentle and kind. If there is any fly in the ointment, it is that my parents-in-law don't like me very much, because I am jealous."

"Every woman in the world, if she has someone she likes, she will naturally want to occupy the only love and affection in the world. How can there be anyone who is not jealous?"

envy?Song Nineteen stopped his chopsticks, took out the silk and dabbed it on the corner of his lips, thinking about this reason carefully.

"At that time, I didn't quite understand that things in the world don't have to be perfect. It's just because of this little flaw in white jade that I developed a heartache. I tried to be restrained and respectful in order to please my parents-in-law."

She exhaled a puff of smoke ring: "By chance, I got civet meat. The spirit of the beast you are talking about is probably this."

"I have been fond of books since I was a child. In the "Shan Hai Jing", I read about civet cats, aliased as 'like' beasts, hermaphrodites, and shaped like civet cats-'Eating is not jealous'."

Song Nineteen was stunned, and when he saw Li Shiyi, he was also stunned, and looked at Yunniang thoughtfully.

"That's right," Yun Niang nodded, "After eating civet meat, I lost my jealousy."

She took an empty glass and flicked ash into it, her eyelashes drooped down, casting black shadows on her face, as if a scene had finally reached a high note, and her chest heaved violently.She said, "Later, I met Han Yuan."

"Hanyuan is a woman I met when I disguised myself as a man and played with Afu Huqiu. Although she came from a rich family, she is talented and beautiful. She is a rare beauty. I have a selfish desire to be a magnanimous and virtuous woman. The parents-in-law showed their filial piety, and because of the civet meat, they wanted to ask her to marry her for the husband and accept her as a concubine."

"She didn't know it at first, but she came and went with me a few times, drank wine and sang to each other, and was very speculative. I married her with golden orchids and gave her a bracelet. When she put on the bracelet, her face was like the clouds in the sky that day, red. Delicate and charming, but also intoxicatingly red."

Yunniang smiled, through the tender and tender Song Nineteen, the clouds in her eyes were smeared on her cheeks.

"I never thought about it," she lit the cigarette pipe with her index finger, "I told her the truth, but the sunset glow seemed to be scattered by frost flowers. She looked at me with trembling eyes, which was obviously unbelievable. I grabbed her I talked to her in detail, and asked my husband to give her some paintings, but she accepted them without saying a word, and only asked me repeatedly: Do you really think so?"

"Do you really... think so?" Look at me flirting with him, look at me raising eyebrows with him, look at me pulling a cart with him.

Yunniang murmured and repeated, then stopped speaking.

At that time, she crushed her heart in Hanyuan's fragmented questions, and there was nothing there.

The sudden silence of the story seemed to be imprisoned in time, with a sense of haste that came to an abrupt end. Yunniang carried and enjoyed the haste, deliberately stopped the words, took the last puff of cigarette leisurely, and flattened the corners of her mouth. The words were thin: "Then, she betrayed me."

"She originally promised to marry into Shen's family, but at the last moment she regretted it and found another wealthy businessman to marry far away. I was so sad at that time that I couldn't sleep all day and all night. I touched her poems and flipped through her After playing the piano score, my heart hurts badly, and I also regret it badly. But I don’t know why I feel pain and why I regret it.”

Without jealousy, the seven emotions and six desires will be incomplete, like an embroidery that has been twisted in half, with miscellaneous threads entangled in it, and the bits and pieces can't find the joint.

Yun Niang narrowed her eyes, threw the cigarette butt into the glass, picked up the flagon again, and poured a few drops of wine into it. The sound of "stabbing" gradually soaked the compact shredded tobacco.

"What happened after that?" Song Nineteen poked his lumpy face intermittently.

Yun Niang snorted lightly: "Soon, I will die in depression."

The last sentence on his deathbed was—Han Yuan blamed me.

"I led my soul to die and entered the Taishan Mansion, and was taken to the bank of Huangquan by ghost messengers. I told Granny Meng, please trouble Granny and give me another bowl." Yun Niang smiled, "I lived once, but I am as ignorant as a child, and I am unwilling to die. I want to drink another bowl of Mengpo soup, but I don’t know if I can get rid of the effect of the civet meat, so that I can take a complete look at my heart in the next life and take care of my feelings.”

Without the support of the cigarette, her hand was very lonely, crossed on the table, twisting it with a little force.

"Grandma Meng laughed, and said to me: This is also a coincidence. Just now, a girl passed the Naihe Bridge. She also asked my mother-in-law to bring me an extra bowl of soup. I said the soup was bitter, but she said she was not afraid of the bitterness of the soup." , I'm afraid I won't be able to forget the person in my heart."

"Grandma Meng said that the girl drank three bowls of soup in a row. She forgot all the past and the past, and she was as confused as a newborn child. She couldn't even understand the words, but she rolled down tears when she took the last sip of soup. Granny Meng asked her, Remember?"

Yun Niang hooked her neck, her silhouette was longer than warm wine.

"She said that she only remembered two words."

——Yunniang.

The noodles in his hands were cold, and the rest was very difficult to eat. The spicy meat hadn't entered in time, and it gave off a fishy smell. Song Nineteen rubbed his fingers against the bowl wall, looking at Li Shiyi's face projected on the table. Shadow, he didn't speak for a long time.

Yun Niang was silent for a while, then continued: "I was so devastated when I heard the words that I vomited out the civet meat in my belly."

Next to the Sansheng Stone beside the Naihe Bridge, clean up the past of wandering souls.And Yun Niang finally found her jealousy. It turned out that it appeared when Han Yuan took over A Fu's painting, and when Han Yuan asked her if she really wanted her to grow old with A Fu. It appeared when Yuan Yuan was married—the object was not Han Yuan, but the husband she had fallen in love with, and the businessman she had never met.

This indefinable pain tortured her to death, but she couldn't find a reason for it.

She didn't want to be too straightforward about her relationship with Han Yuan, maybe it was her stupidity that made her feel that she was not worthy of this straightforwardness, anyway, she didn't say that, she just tiptoed Son, blending distant thoughts into insignificant actions.

"Then, why did you fall into this field?" Song Nineteen's voice was hoarse.

"Meng Po said, if I drank Meng Po's soup, my relationship with her would be severed. From then on, we would pass each other and never know each other. I don't want to be reincarnated, and I don't want to end my relationship with her, so I became a lonely ghost. Tossed and dusted, maybe because she used to do this job in her previous life, I want to live her way of life, and see how lonely she feels when she is alone in her heart. Or—— I can Cairus, who was going to see her, ran into her?"

She finally looked at Li Shiyi and smiled: "Your ears and the way you hold the cup are three points like her."

Li Shiyi raised his finger and unconsciously let go of the wine glass.

There was a bang bang bang bang, and the shop owner was still dozing behind the counter with his sleeves in his sleeves. The wick burned too long, and he fell limply in the kerosene, unable to support the long night.

After the story was finished, Yun Niang raised her hand to touch the red line on her wrist, and said to Li Shishi, "I've said enough, it's time to say goodbye."

Li Shiyi came back to his senses, apologized softly, untied the red string on his little finger, and retracted it from Yunniang's wrist.Yunniang watched her finish her movements, tilted her head and rubbed her neck as if she was loose, stood up and said hello, and walked out step by step on her high heels.

Her movements are the same as when she appeared in Ciro's, her steps are lively and charming, which makes people's minds move and their hearts sway.

Li Shiyi buried her head and held the wine glass in both hands, wondering what she was thinking about. Suddenly, Song Nineteen pulled her cuffs. She raised her head and saw Song Nineteen squinting at Yunniang's back with obscure inquiries.

Li Shishi looked around.

Yun Niang who crossed the threshold was wrapped in a well-cut cheongsam, her legs were long and slender, and her feet were slender, but the hem of the cheongsam fluttered with a breeze, and a black-green and slightly transparent snake tail swept across the threshold and was quickly closed. go back.

The author says:

1. The story of Yunniang asking to marry Hanyuan is recorded in Shen Fu's "Six Chapters of a Floating Life", of course it's not about civet meat. 2. "Nanshan Jing": "The mountains of Danyuan are full of water, without vegetation, and cannot be climbed. There are beasts, which look like raccoons and have fur.