Old things in Nancheng

The Song Dynasty was an era when the household registration system was extremely open. Citizens were divided into Guofang households and rural households by region, and were divided into households and customers by property. The state recognized private land and allowed the flow of property rights. People could move freely. Very common.

Therefore, when Wang Zimo opened Lin Zhilan's small bag in the morning and found no household registration certificate, she was not surprised, but there were many strange things in the bag, which made Wang Zimo study for a long time.

It's a brick-like thing, it will light up when pressed, I don't know what it is useful for.A small mirror, different from common bronze mirrors, although the mirror is small, it can illuminate human hair, which really scared Wang Zimo.Several long strips, the rouge can rise and fall by itself under the rotation, the color is different, compared with the rouge paper, it looks more shiny, and the fragrance is tangy.

A small bottle containing water, a small box similar to flour, and a stack of real cowhide bags with old men's faces printed on red paper. What are these things?

One of the hard cards attracted all the attention of the dazed Wang Zimo.There is Lin Zhilan's head portrait on it, which looks silly, but it is more lifelike than the pictures of ladies drawn by top painters. There are a series of incomprehensible symbols beside it, and there are some words that are different from the current Song style.Wang Zimo was born in an accountant, so he can read and write naturally. Although he can't articulate and recite poems like Wang Ziyan, he can recognize all the common characters, but the words on this small card are similar to the words she knows. Right or wrong, this made her even more at a loss.

"Lin Zhilan? Your name is Lin Zhilan?" Wang Zimo looked at the woman for a long time, and asked the woman suspiciously.

But the woman on the bed just stared blankly at Wang Zimo, her eyes were dull and she didn't respond.

"Little lady, is your name Lin Zhilan? Where do you live?" Wang Zimo asked again.

There was still no answer. The woman on the bed had a very calm expression, neither crying nor laughing, nor scared, but her expression was sluggish. This made Wang Zimo suddenly think of a possibility, could it be that the girl she picked up was a demented little lady?

This conjecture made Wang Zimo no longer care about the bag of rare things. After repeated confirmation, she had no choice but to accept the terrible reality that Lin Zhilan was indeed different from ordinary people.

Wang Zimo looked at the demented Lin Zhilan very sadly, and didn't know how to deal with her.Thinking that she is now at least as a man, in the eyes of outsiders, she and Lin Zhilan live in the same room as a lonely man and a widow, and it is certain that she will be gossiped about, or she will be immersed in a pig cage.However, Lin Zhilan was beautiful, demented, and carrying a bag of treasures. If such a woman was sent away, she might fall into the wrong hands, and that would be a crime.

Wang Zimo was very anxious, and had been vacillating all day on whether to take Lin Zhilan in or not.The setting sun shrouded Lin Zhilan quietly through the window. The woman was demure and elegant, her ecstatic eyes looked extremely deep, her face was sideways, and her three-dimensional facial features were dazzling. Accompanied by the faint flickering of crystal earrings and necklaces, this picture was so beautiful that Wang Zimo Hold your breath.

Forget it, since you have been rescued, let's stay. Such a beautiful woman, Wang Zimo can't imagine what will happen to her if she falls into the hands of villains. Maybe her family will find her here in a few days.

After boiling hot water and adding some cold to adjust the temperature, he took off the precious jewelry on Lin Zhilan's body. Prince Mo silently said that he was a girl several times, and then he shook hands and squinted his eyes to take a bath for Lin Zhilan.

Putting on Wang Zimo's men's clothes, Lin Zhilan's stunning demeanor could not be concealed. Wang Zimo carefully fed Lin Zhilan dinner. It may have been a long time since she had eaten. Lin Zhilan instinctively felt hungry, and kept chewing with her small mouth open. Wang Zimo was very distressed.

What kind of unscrupulous family is this, to throw such a juicy girl on the road!

The night in midsummer was a bit stuffy, and the room was not ventilated. Seeing Lin Zhilan's forehead sweating, Wang Zimo moved the bamboo couch to the yard and led Lin Zhilan to enjoy the shade.

"My name is Wang Zimo, and I'm a girl, but my mother raised me as a boy. I used to have grandparents, and they treated me very well. Others said I was a bastard, but they didn't dislike me and treated me like a baby." Later, they passed away, and I was the only one left in the family. I had a father and a mother, but they didn't want to recognize me. People said that my mother was a loose woman who wanted to climb high. Actually, I knew that my mother was very sad. Bitter, she just wants to live a good life, a farmer, she is afraid of poverty..."

Wang Zimo's soft voice slowly drifted into Lin Zhilan's ears, like the cool breeze, making people feel comfortable, Lin Zhilan gently hugged Wang Zimo, hugged her thin arms, and fell asleep sweetly like this .

Wang Zimo took a cattail fan and carefully drove away mosquitoes for Lin Zhilan, blinking his eyes from time to time to blink back the overflowing tears, looking at Lin Zhilan's sleeping face, he thought it was quite good.

The sun rose high, and it was another beautiful day.

"Lan'er, get up~"

Lin Zhilan refused to obey, she covered her head with a thin quilt, and twisted and twisted on the bed.

"Be good, get up, are you hungry? I made glutinous rice porridge with brown sugar~" Wang Zimo said seductively, pulling the quilt lightly.

Lin Zhilan turned over, threw off the quilt, and threw herself into Wang Zimo's arms, wrapping her hands around Wang Zimo's neck, rubbing her little head hard, really wanting to stay in bed!

Wang Zimo planned to go to the fields today, but he didn't have time to hang out with Lin Zhilan, so he took his clothes and changed Lin Zhilan's pajamas himself.Lin Zhilan was demented, so Wang Zimo treated her like a child, washed her face and braided her hair, and he broke out in sweat after all the torment.

"When you're hungry, go to the kitchen to get food. The porridge is cold on the stove. If it's too hot, there's cold water in the bathroom. This is a little grasshopper. You can play with it, but you must never leave the house, you know?" Wang Zimo He took the trouble and told him repeatedly.

The other Wang Zimo is not afraid, only afraid that Lin Zhilan will run out, or be captured, or get lost by herself, or let the villagers know that he lives in the same house with her. pig cage.

Lin Zhilan didn't even look at the grasshopper made by Wang Zimo, but just stared at Wang Zimo with attachment, and kept her mouth shut.Wang Zimo felt a headache deeply. In order to take care of Lin Zhilan, she hadn't been in the field for three days. If she didn't go today, others might be suspicious, especially her good brother Chen Wangshu, who might rush to the house to have a look.

"Lan'er, be good, watch the sun, I'll come back when it rises to the highest point, okay?" Come on, who asked her to take in the dementia.

Under Lin Zhilan's reluctant eyes, Wang Zimo finally escaped from the house.Good intentions are one thing, and her family does not lack this kind of food, but Wang Zimo has been out of gregarious since she was a child. It's not that she doesn't want to play with other people, but that the children in the village have been told by their parents not to be with Wang Zimo .Wang Zimo is used to living a quiet and ordinary life by himself, and she really can't adapt to the addition of a very beautiful and stupid woman at home.

Work is glorious, work is happy, happily weeding and catching insects, watching the rice grow well, Wang Zimo is happy for no reason.The Wang family gave her three acres of land, she only planted one acre, and rented the other two acres to Chen Wangshu's family. Chen Wangshu was only one year older than Wang Zimo, but he was very tall and strong, and he worked hard in the field every day. His family's rice grows better than Wang Zimo's.

It's a bumper harvest year, looking at the full ears of rice, it will be harvested in half a month. At that time, she will help the villagers to sell grain in the city, and she can make a small profit. She will save some for Yan'er A piece of printed cloth is used to make new clothes. Chen Wangshu must be drooling when he sees it.Why don't you give Lin Zhilan a piece too, she is beautiful, she is wearing a small floral skirt, she is more beautiful than Yan'er.

Prince Mo was daydreaming beautifully, but the dream shattered as soon as he entered the house.The dignified and elegant Lin Zhilan in her imagination was curled up on the bed crying faintly.

"Lan'er, what's the matter with you?" Wang Zimo was startled, and rushed to the bed in three steps at a time.

"you're lying!"

The crisp voice and strange accent, although not from the local area, Wang Zimo could understand, and what made Wang Zimo extremely happy was that Lin Zhilan spoke. Does this mean that she is not stupid anymore?In fact, Wang Zimo could still feel Lin Zhilan's changes in the past few days. On the first day, he didn't respond. When talking to her on the second day, he sometimes gave her an expression. Today, he can actually talk!

"Lan'er, are you alright? Isn't it?" Excited, Wang Zimo was extremely excited, and asked hopefully.

But Lin Zhilan still didn't answer, she just threw herself into Wang Zimo's arms with an aggrieved face.

Is this stupid, or not stupid!

"Lan'er, what's your name? What's my name?" Wang Zimo asked tentatively, not believing in evil.

"My name is Lan'er, and your name is Wang Zimo." Lin Zhilan replied timidly.

Not stupid!

"Where are you from?"

"Can not remember."

"Where are the parents?"

"Can not remember."

Wang Zimo wanted to cry, but Lin Zhilan was indeed not stupid, but looking at it, it seemed that maybe, probably, he didn't remember anything!

what to do?what to do?right!Hard cards!

Wang Zimo quickly flipped out the card full of strange symbols, handed it to Lin Zhilan, and asked expectantly, "Lan'er, can you read the words on it?"

Lin Zhilan's eyes lit up when she saw the hard card, and she said crisply: "Lin Zhilan, female, Han nationality, born on September 1995, 9, lives in Unit 27, Building 6, Jinxiu Garden, Shangcheng District, Hangzhou City, Zhejiang Province."

Hangzhou?Hangtown?From Lin'an Prefecture?But there is no such place as Shangcheng District in Lin'an Prefecture! When was 1995?

Still puzzled, or more at a loss, Wang Zimo stared blankly at Lin Zhilan, not understanding what he had picked up.

"Lan'er, have you ever thought of something from the past?"

Facing Wang Zimo who treated her very well, Lin Zhilan didn't want Wang Zimo to be disappointed, so she closed her eyes and thought about it carefully.

"Ah~ car! It hurts!"

Suddenly, Lin Zhilan rolled over on the bed with her head in her arms, her small face was pale, the cold sweat was pouring out from her forehead, and she yelled something she couldn't understand.

Wang Zimo hurriedly hugged Lin Zhilan in his arms, and kept comforting him: "Lan'er, I'm here, it doesn't hurt, we don't want it anymore, don't want it anymore!"

"Wang Zimo, my head hurts so much." Lin Zhilan had some fragments in her mind, but she couldn't see clearly, she just felt that her head was about to burst from the pain.

"Let's not think about it anymore!" Wang Zimo felt distressed and remorseful, and gently pressed Lin Zhilan's temples.

It took a long time for Lin Zhilan to recover. Her back was completely soaked and her face was frighteningly pale. Wang Zimo took out his last summer dress and wanted to take a bath for Lin Zhilan, but Lin Zhilan refused.

"I don't feel any pain anymore, I'll wash it myself." Lin Zhilan said shyly.

"Oh, okay, I'll fetch water for you." Wang Zimo also felt embarrassed. A few days ago, Lin Zhilan didn't know anything, so she didn't feel embarrassed to give her a bath, but now that Lin Zhilan has woken up, she is really embarrassed.

Lin Zhilan took a bath, and sat quietly outside to watch Wang Zimo cook.She still remembers what happened in the past few days. Wang Zimo is a very kind person who takes care of himself meticulously. The family is not rich, but Wang Zimo is not stingy. Everything was well put there and not greedily taken away.

It was very hot, and it was a bit of a breeze sitting at the door, but the kitchen was like a steamer. Watching Wang Zimo skillfully cooking vegetables with his delicate face very serious, this reassured Lin Zhilan, who had no memory and was wandering in her heart.

When she was wrong, she gave the world to her, but she would not even care about it. When she was right, she just smiled and said "I'm here" to feel at ease.

Since I am living here, let's live with her, this child is also a poor person!It's just that I don't know anything, I don't know if she will dislike it?

Of course Wang Zimo didn't dislike it, and Lin Zhilan was no longer stupid, that was great news.After eating, Wang Zimo cut the watermelon frozen in the well, and Wang Zimo said seriously: "Lan'er, oh no, Mrs. Lin, if you don't dislike it, you can stay with me. I will eat every bite, and you will never be hungry." I'm looking after you. Don't worry, I'll take you to Lin'an Mansion when I'm free in the field, maybe I can find your family."

"It's called Lan'er." Lin Zhilan smiled while biting the ice-sweet watermelon, sure enough, she is a kind child.

"Lan... Lan'er" Wang Zimo did not dare to look into Lin Zhilan's bright eyes, and lowered his head and called softly.

"The clothes are ugly." Lin Zhilan was instinctively mischievous when she saw Wang Zimo dodging.

"Clothes, oh, my clothes don't look good. I'll go to the city to make some for you in a few days." Hearing this, Wang Zimo felt even more ashamed.

"We're full and sleepy, let's take a nap." The more shy Wang Zimo was, the more Lin Zhilan wanted to tease her, so she wiped her hands and face with a damp cloth, and dragged Wang Zimo into the room.

This time, Wang Zimo acted like a fool, letting Lin Zhilan toss and get into bed, only daring to sleep on the edge of the bed.

"Careful to fall, come here." Lin Zhilan pulled Wang Zimo, and pushed into Wang Zimo's arms like a few days ago, only feeling that Wang Zimo's whole body was stiff, and he didn't know where to put his hands.

In fact, it was very hot, and the two of them sweated when they were next to each other, but Lin Zhilan wanted to bully her because of the attitude of a young girl like Wang Zimo, so she put one hand on her neck and the other on her waist, and smiled with her eyes closed: "What are you thinking, aren't you a woman?"

Wang Zimo sighed helplessly in his heart, so you also know that I am a woman, if you want to use such a soft voice to make people misunderstand, it is better than when you were stupid, you were so good then!

The author has something to say:

I don't know if everyone likes this kind of writing technique of interludes and flashbacks.This is quite difficult, and I am also trying to write it.

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