Throwing down the bear child of the Flower God[Comprehensive]

Chapter 31 ◇The Poor Man

The bright moon is slanting to the west, and the spring breeze blows the treetops all over the street, blowing away thousands of flowers, and fragrant all the way.

When Huamanlou and others walked to the river, the lotus flowers on the river were like stars, and they were far away towards the sky. There was the sound of silk and bamboo coming from the center of the river, against the sky full of fireworks. For a while, people seemed to be in a painting.

The three river lanterns went away slowly. Although Huamanlou couldn't see the beautiful scenery, it was still smiling.Beside him, Lu Xiaofeng looked into the distance with his arms akimbo, while Lingbi closed his eyes and folded his palms together, praying silently with a serious face.

"What wish did Abi make?" Hua Manlou asked.

Lingbi stared at Huamanlou for a long while without speaking.She didn't speak, but Hua Manlou understood.

It must be related to the prince...

Hua Manlou sighed inwardly, picked up Lingbi, and said softly, "Let's go, Seventh Brother will buy you a beautiful lamp."

Lingbi holds the exquisitely crafted lantern. The lantern is made of waxy juice. A carp is kept in water in the center of the flower. Candlelight is lit in the petals, illuminating the whole lotus.

Holding such a new, cute and cute lamp in Lingbi's hands, most of the melancholy in her heart disappeared for a while.

Seeing this, Hua Manlou felt a little relieved, and the smile on his face gradually deepened.Lu Xiaofeng didn't know the reason, and didn't bother to investigate it carefully, just as he was about to joke a few words, suddenly a gust of wind passed by and took away his purse.

Lu Xiaofeng jumped up immediately, hurriedly used lightness kung fu, shouting the name of the King of Thieves Sikong Jiexing all the way, and fled to the other side of the river.

After Lu Xiaofeng left, Hua Manlou walked back with Lingbi in his arms.

Lingbi lay on Huamanlou's shoulder, staring at the fireworks all over the sky, and suddenly asked: "Brother Seven, will you not want me anymore?"

Hua Manlou coaxed her, "Seventh brother can't."

Lingbi gave a contented "hmm", then asked in a low voice after a long while: "Really?"

"Really." Hua Manlou hugged her a little more tightly, and said firmly, "Brother Seven will always love you, and will never abandon you."

Hearing this, Lingbi looked dazed, but felt even more uneasy.

At this time, an old hoarse voice suddenly sounded, and the rickety old man on the side of the road looked sad, and stretched out his hand to beg for Huamanlou.

Huamanlou put down the Lingbi, took out an ingot of grained silver and a bag of broken silver and handed it to Lingbi, asking her to pass it to the old man.Lingbi took the money and gently put it into the old man's hand.The old man had never seen so much money, and he was stunned for a moment. When he came back to his senses, Hua Manlou had picked up Lingbi again and walked away.

On the way, Lingbi tilted her head and said to Huamanlou, "Did Seventh Brother give him all the money on his body?"

Hua Manlou smiled and nodded.

"Why give it to him?" Lingbi asked again.

Hua Manlou sighed: "Because this old man is very poor, he has no food, no house to live in, and no relatives around him, so we have to help him and treat him well."

Lingbi's lips twitched, and the water in his eyes flickered: "Then... Brother Seven also treats me well because he takes pity on me?"

Hua Manlou froze suddenly, he didn't know how to answer this question.If he is pitiful, he is naturally pitiful to this child, but it is not just pitiful. He has compassion, regret, and brother-sister affection for her.If she relies on him, he will rely on her; if she is uneasy, he will protect her and accompany her for the rest of her life.

Sometimes, Hua Manlou just wanted to treat Lingbi better, and even better, but he never got to the bottom of where this kindness came from.All he has done is to make a child feel sweet when he grows up and recalls his childhood experiences.

But now, when Lingbi asked such a question cautiously, even though Hua Manlou had thousands of words in his heart, he didn't know where to start.

Seeing Hua Manlou hesitate, Ling Bi confirmed her guess even more.She silently buried her head on Huamanlou's shoulders, and a string of tears slipped down quietly, wetting Huamanlou's shoulders.

"A lot of people died..." came a low whisper, almost drowned by the surrounding shouts.

When Hua Manlou noticed that Ling Bi was crying, he felt extremely sad. He was about to open his mouth to coax her, but when he heard such a nonsensical remark, he couldn't help frowning, "A Bi?"

Lingbi suddenly raised her head and shouted at Huamanlou: "Many people died, so I survived. How can you feel sorry for me!"

Hua Manlou's heart twitched in an instant.

In the past, Hua Manlou might not be able to understand the meaning of this sentence, but now that he has experienced the matter of Song Miracle Doctor, he has a new understanding of the world, and he understands the meaning almost immediately.

Why poor?Countless benevolent and righteous people sacrificed their lives to protect each other in exchange for Lingbi. Today, how lucky is she to survive the hardships, overcome the ups and downs, and survive well? How can she be considered pitiful?To her, Hua ManLou's pity is almost another kind of torture.

This kind of pity even keeps reminding her that some people in this world can be born at ease, and can easily obtain a life that she can't obtain even if she dies.But such a person still pities her and gives her alms, which is simply unbearable, and thus malicious in his heart.

Only those who think they are noble will pity others, and no one will pity someone who is stronger than themselves.For example, those high gods and Buddhas who are willing to save all living beings are just because they think that all living beings are small, humble and worthy of pity.

If it hadn't been broken by Lingbi Dao at this moment, Hua Manlou would never know her mistake.In the past, the reason why he helped others was because of his conscience and the principle of being a human being.When helping people, what he thinks about is how to help people to the maximum extent, not how to help people and leave dignity for others.

"Brother Seven is wrong, Brother Seven shouldn't treat you like this." Hua Manlou gently wiped away Lingbi's tears, and gently kissed her forehead, "Will Abi forgive Brother Seven?"

Lingbi clutched Hua Manlou's collar tightly, desperately holding back her sobs, her shoulders twitched and released from time to time.

"I like Brother Seven the most, and I will never... never be angry with Brother Seven..."

The sobbing child's voice fell on Huamanlou's heart.Hua Manlou's heart was so sore that he almost didn't dare to think about how much grievance and anger Lingbi had endured for him in the past two years, but still bowed his head to listen to his admonition and accept his mercy.

As much happiness as he gave her, he gave her as much pain at the same time.It was not until now that she could no longer bear it that she finally spoke up.She easily forgives his arrogance, but writes down his kindness in one stroke, likes and trusts him without any grievances.

Others only saw that this child was vicious and brutal, but no one realized that no matter how much torture he suffered, this child did not hold any grudges at all.

It was the first time that Huamanlou felt the beauty of human nature so clearly. Suddenly, it seemed as if a fire was burning in his heart, dispelling the coldness from his whole body, and burning away all the coldness and vicissitudes of life in this world.

After that, there seemed to be a kind of tacit understanding between the two of them when they got along, no matter how much trouble they had in normal times, they would never really get angry with each other.

The two of them got along well, but Mr. Zhou and his apprentice were having a rough fight.

That day, Hua Lao Er was reciting poems on the boat, and a jade flute and a jar of pickled green plums were placed not far from him.

After eating half a jar of green plums, Hua Laoer managed to compose half a line of poetry.

"There is no poetry to write about the ordinary scenery." Hua Laoer sighed.

At this time, Mr. Zhou happened to be strolling over with a black bear, and when he heard this sentence, he immediately said in a bad mood: "Huh! The best poems are all obtained from ordinary places, you fool, you have not even learned half of the old man's talent !"

Hua Er Er dared not speak.

"Let this old man show you something!" Mr. Zhou jumped into the boat vigorously, sat cross-legged beside Hua Lao Er, and began to look at the lake view.

The time for a bowl of tea passed quickly.

This time, the remaining half can of green plums was almost emptied by Mr. Zhou, and then he wiped his mouth and sighed: "Sure enough, there is no poem to write..." He stood up, put his hands on his hips and said: " Alas, the poor old man has nowhere to display his talents!"

Hua Er Er opened his mouth to say something, but after meeting Mr. Zhou's fierce eyes, he silently closed his mouth again.

The black bear on the shore smelled the scent of green plums, its nose trembled, and it moved cautiously to the side of the boat.

Mr. Zhou turned his head to look at the black bear, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, he hurriedly took out the last plum from the jar, and yelled at the black bear to board the boat like calling a dog.

"Few people use black bears in poems, today you and I can give it a try!" Old Mr. Zhou laughed excitedly "hehe".

Hua Laoer's spirits lifted at first, but then he was puzzled: "But this boat is afraid..."

"Shut up!" Mr. Zhou frantically waved the green plum in his hand, pouted his lips and roared, "Didn't you see that Master is doing something serious!"

Hua Laoer became anxious, "Master, this boat is really not good, this boat—"

At this moment, the black bear seemed to have made up his mind, and flew into the boat.

The ship shook violently instantly, leaning towards the black bear.Mr. Zhou and Mr. Hua were so frightened that they both leaned over and grabbed the side of the boat desperately.The black bear couldn't stand upright, and hissed and roared in shock. The harder it struggled, the more the boat tilted.Eventually, it lost its balance and plunged into the lake.

The hull of the boat shook, and then gradually stabilized. Not far from the boat, the black bear was howling and splashing in the water.

When Mr. Zhou and Hua Laoer saw the black bear falling into the water, their first reaction was to sit upright, frowning and meditating on poetry.The two of them thought silently, this kind of situation really makes people think like a spring, and it really is an extraordinary scenery.

After composing half a poem, Mr. Zhou was the first to come back to his senses, turned around and slapped Hua Lao Er's mouth severely, and then said anxiously: "Why do you still write poems at this time, save the bear!"

Hua Lao Er jumped up and said in a panic, "What should I do, my disciple can't swim!"

Just when the two were in a panic, the black bear who had already drank a few mouthfuls of lake water suddenly learned without a teacher, and clumsily swam towards the lake in a dog-planing style.

Bears already know how to swim, but this black bear just flopped about indiscriminately, but because it was always timid, it had never been in water before, so when it entered the water, it panicked and became confused.

When the black bear landed on the shore, it didn't even shake the wet fur on its body, and ran away with a buzzing sound.

Both Mr. Zhou and Hua Laoer breathed a sigh of relief, and then they climbed ashore with hands and feet together to continue composing poems.

Unexpectedly, half an hour later, Lingbi came towards the lake aggressively with the dried black bear.

"Smelly old man, you dare to bully my little brother!"

Ling Bi rushed to the shore with a cry, and tore with Mr. Zhou.Mr. Zhou is old and has not practiced martial arts, so he is no match for Lingbi.I saw that he was either grabbed by the beard or poked at the navel, he was very embarrassed for a while, even his clothes were torn off.

The second Hua next to him first tried to persuade him to fight, but when he saw no one was paying attention to him, he simply sat down cross-legged again, frowning deeply, and watched the two fightrs begin to compose fighting poems.

"Tell you to bully my little brother, tell you to bully my little brother!" Ling Bi scratched and scratched Mr. Zhou, and then pulled his belt outward.

"Let go, let go quickly!" Mr. Zhou hurriedly grabbed his belt and pulled it back, "Smelly rascal, let me go!"

Where would Lingbi be willing to put it, she was determined to take off Mr. Zhou's underpants this time.Seeing that Mr. Zhou was about to die in the evening, Hua Manlou suddenly appeared, wrapping Lingbi back with his sleeves.

It turned out that when Hei Xiong was looking for Lingbi just now, Hua Ping, who came to deliver things for the young master, saw that something was wrong, so he hurried to invite Hua ManLou.

"It's just nonsense!" Hua Manlou was a little bit dumbfounded, "Apologize to Mr. Zhou!"

"I don't want it, I don't want it, I want to beat that stinky old man to death!" Lingbi rolled on the ground, playing a rascal.

Mr. Zhou, who had put on his clothes, was so angry that his beard trembled. He was so angry that he wanted to beat him back, but just as he took a few steps forward, Lingbi's eyes suddenly became fierce, and the sharp nails of his right hand drew five marks on the ground.In the blink of an eye, Mr. Zhou turned around and slapped Hua Laoer's face with a "slap".

"Come on, is this old man going to be afraid of you!" Mr. Zhou howled dryly as he stomped his feet.

Hua Manlou: "..."

Hua Laoer covered his face in silent sadness.

Seeing that there was a lot of trouble, the black bear got a little scared and ran away with its tail between its legs.

Several people were pestering, Hua Ruling and his wife rushed there accompanied by a group of people.

After Xue Ye's incident, Hua Ruling and his wife were terrified, always afraid that something would happen to Hua Manlou and Lingbi again, so the two privately sent countless servants to follow them, and asked them to report back as soon as there was any movement.

As soon as Hua Ruling and his wife got the news today, they rushed to the lake to rescue the scene as if they had lost their souls.The two saw Lingbi crying in front of Huamanlou from a distance, and they decided in their hearts that it was Huamanlou who wanted to beat someone again, so they hurried forward to stop it.

Hua Ruling threw herself on Ling Bi, crying and crying: "You can't hit me, if you want to hit me, kill me!"

Madam Hua rushed forward and said with tears in her eyes, "If you want to beat your husband, you must kill me first!"

The veins on Hua Manlou's forehead were throbbing, and when he was about to explain, Lingbi, who had been guarded tightly, popped up and yelled at him: "You can't hit him! Uncle Hua and Aunt Hua are not in good health, and everyone is sick!" Do not hit!"

Because Hua Ruling and the couple were too excited, Lingbi also mistakenly thought that Hua Manlou was going to hit her again, so she hurriedly said: "I am still young, I will break it, but I can't!" Finally pointing at Hua's second child, "If you want to hit, hit the second child, he is in good health, he is forbidden to hit!"

Hua Er Er looked at Lingbi incredulously, he turned his head in a daze, and saw Hua Ruling and his wife wiped away their tears and nodded in agreement, Mr. Zhou stroked his beard to express his agreement.

A tear fell from Hua Er's cheek. At this moment, he deeply felt the warmth from his family.

Hua Manlou was about to laugh, and hurriedly opened his mouth to clear up the misunderstanding.

Afterwards, Hua Ruling and his wife confiscated their money bags and was grounded for another month on the grounds that they did not stand up at the critical moment, acted on behalf of their sister, and made contributions to the family.

During this month, Hua Lao Er was so sad and indignant that he wrote a series of poems expressing his grief.These poems were spread outside, and they became popular for a while, and everyone from the emperor to the women and children recited and imitated them. People affectionately called this series of poems as "Poems against Women".

The author has something to say: In this chapter, the stupid author can be considered to have written Huamanlou's attitude.

For a child like Lingbi, although Chu Liuxiang's attitude and actions were correct, it was unavoidable that she was a bit condescending.But Hua Manlou really learned to let go of her figure and ego, and put herself in Lingbi's shoes.

If it is said that Chu Liuxiang became a god with a mortal body and has compassion for all living beings, then the Flower Manlou is a Buddha who has fallen to the ground and is willing to share the suffering of the world.

This is the reason why Xiangshuai is different from Flower God.

There is no difference between these two attitudes towards life. No matter which one a person can achieve, he will be a great person.

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