White Hedge Dream

Chapter 139 Past

Meeting that child was an accident.

It was winter at that time, but there was no such beautiful scenery as a carpet of green grass.

She also sprained her foot and couldn't walk, so Zhuang Feizi asked the old servant to go back and call someone, and they waited here.

Zhuang Feizi went to collect firewood to light a bonfire. She sat on a stone, wrapped her cloak tightly, and looked at the winter mountains and forests.

In winter, the mountains and forests are as jagged as rocks, and the child suddenly emerges from the jagged mountains.

Riding a black horse, the horse is thin and small, and the person on the horse is also thin and small. At first glance, it looks like a rock suddenly growing out of the ground.

The thought flashed through her mind, and she felt that it was really a rock in front of her, not a child.

Mountain rocks are carried by horses.

This, this, this…..

Is she dazzled?

Huang Ru couldn't take a breath and coughed violently.

The horse stopped, and the **** the horse snorted, "Ah Huang, let's go. There are people here, it's really annoying."

As she spoke, the rocks in front of her eyes faded away, and there was only a **** the horse. She was eight or nine years old, wearing a blue coat and skirt, a felt hat, and bright eyes.

She couldn't help shouting "Feizi, Feizi-"

Zhuang Feizi, who was picking up firewood not far away, hurriedly responded, "Aru, are you okay?" He rushed over with the firewood, but saw that his wife did not fall to the ground, but stood up.

He seemed to have lost his breath due to anxiety and coughed repeatedly.

Zhuang Feizi hurriedly patted her, but his wife shook her head and refused.

"Look—" she coughed, pointing forward.

Zhuang Feizi followed what she pointed at and was startled by the sudden appearance of the girl.

The **** horseback raised her chin high, and the black horse turned on the spot, as if urging its owner to leave.

"It's so unlucky that you can meet people in such a remote forest." The girl muttered, and then raised her voice again, "You should leave quickly, the wolves will come when it gets dark."

At this point he muttered again.

"You're going to blame me if you die."

She didn't care what the girl said, she just asked Zhuang Feizi: "Did you see it?"

Zhuang Feizi supported her and looked behind the girl: "I can't see clearly, it seems there is a wolf."

Two couples clinging to each other in the mountains and forests were trembling, not knowing whether it was cold or fear.

The girl snorted again and pointed to the left, "Hey, you can go over that way and you can get out."

The couple didn't speak or move, they still just looked at her.

The girl exhaled and turned the horse's head.

"Don't go—" she shouted quickly, "let me see you."

The girl turned back with a somewhat provocative expression: "What did you see? Mountain spirits? Beasts? Monsters?"

She pushed away Zhuang Feizi's support and said softly, "I saw the greatest treasure in the world."

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Zhuang Li stood beside Mrs. Zhuang and looked at the **** horseback who appeared as Mrs. Zhuang wanted.

That familiar yet unfamiliar face.

The look on your face...

He is indeed a very unpleasant child.

Unlike now, Zhuang Li reached out and touched her face. Now she is well-behaved and cute.

He raised his hand again to indicate his height.

She is taller now.

She couldn't help but smile and looked at Zhuang Feizi standing behind Mrs. Zhuang.

Long time no see sir.

The gentleman looked very young at this time.

In the wife's heart, her husband will always remain the same as when he was young.

She looked at the girl again, and Mrs. Zhuang had already stretched out her hand to greet the girl.

At that time, it was the first time she heard someone say that she was a treasure in the world.

In fact, I didn’t understand what it meant at the time.

But it seemed that this woman did not go crazy like other people, who saw her, cursed, hated and drove her away. She also smiled and said words like "treasure".

She really wanted to hear more from the woman, such as how she was so precious...

What child doesn’t like to be praised and liked?

So she didn't ride away.

It's just that Mrs. Zhuang didn't say those nice words anymore, but said with a bit of pity and a bit of seriousness, "But how can you not cherish yourself as a child? You turned yourself into such a weird look."

She was furious.

Doesn't she love herself? How does she cherish herself? She is pitiable in the words of her father, hateful in the words of her sisters, terrible in the words of her wet nurses and maids, and hateful in the words of her neighbors...

It was others who said she was a monster!

It’s not like she wanted to look like this!

She was wrong. This woman was just like the others. Although she didn't yell or cry, she also hated her.

She was very angry and couldn't wait to scare them in her dreams at night. At this moment, she rode towards the woman -

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Zhuang Li hid her face in embarrassment. When she was a child, she did have a bad temper.

But in Mrs. Zhuang's dream in front of her, the girl was rushing towards her on horseback, but she didn't have a fierce look, raising smoke and dust, and swinging her whip as she passed by.

Mrs. Zhuang opened her hands to the girl.

The **** the horse lost her anger and threw herself into her arms, giggling.

Mr. Zhuang beside him was also twirling his beard and smiling.

Zhuang Li was stunned, but also laughed. In Mrs. Zhuang's eyes, she was cute even when she lost her temper, and she didn't remember her faults at all.

She watched Mrs. Zhuang caressing the girl's face and combing the girl's messy hair. The surroundings were constantly changing with Mrs. Zhuang's messy memories, by the river, in the wilderness, and in the academy.

Zhuang Li looked at the scenery around him with a bit of nostalgia.

When she met Mr. Zhuang and his wife in the wild, she deliberately rode away, but she was worried about them and secretly came back to watch.

The bonfire was lit and the couple was baking a pancake.

It's so pitiful, it doesn't even have meat.

She drove a hare over and killed it in front of the bonfire.

Mrs. Zhuang was a little stunned. Mr. Zhuang smiled, winked at Mrs. Zhuang and pointed to the rock where she was hiding. The two of them did not call her again, nor did they chase her away. They took out pens, inks, paper, inkstones and other items from the bag, as well as a wooden board. Mr. Zhuang spread the paper on it and began to draw. Mrs. Zhuang roasted the rabbit while watching Mr. Zhuang. Painting, occasionally taking over the pen and painting a few more strokes.

She was very curious at the time, but too embarrassed to come forward, so she kept hiding behind the rocks. She also picked up branches and scratched on the ground like Mr. Zhuang did.

When it was getting dark, many people came from the foot of the mountain, leading horses and carrying soft sedan chairs.

"Sir, madam," they shouted in confusion.

Then they packed up their things, put out the bonfire, Mr. Zhuang got on the horse, and Mrs. Zhuang sat on the soft sedan.

They are leaving.

She couldn't help but stand out from behind the rock.

"Hey!" she shouted.

Those people all looked over, and then as expected, there was a commotion mixed with strange shouts of "What is it?" "Wild fox!" "Bandit!"

Mrs. Zhuang waved her hands to signal everyone to be quiet, waved her hands and shouted with a smile: "We are going back first, you should go home quickly."

Is this saying goodbye to her?

Just like children on the street playing together, and then saying goodbye to each other before going home when it gets dark, saying they will play together again tomorrow.

No one ever played with her or said goodbye to her.

She couldn't help but take another step forward.

"What's your name?" she asked.

She actually didn't know why she wanted to ask someone's name, and she didn't know that it was rude for a child to talk like this.

She just watched this person leave and couldn't help but want to remember it longer.

The woman sitting on the sedan looked back and smiled: "My name is Huang Ru."

Huang Ru.

She thought silently for a moment and watched the group leave.

The woman named Huang Ru didn't ask her name.

She was a little sad at the time, but that was okay, no one cared about her name.

She thought it was just a chance encounter in the mountains and they would never see each other again. Unexpectedly, her father came back from the military camp a few days later with two people.

"Hello, little lady." The woman named Huang Ru smiled at her.

She was a little shocked and a little wary at the time.

Are they also here to complain to their father?

She couldn't help but step back.

The second sister was already married by that time, and she could no longer hide behind her.

"We are here to give you a gift." Huang Ru said, "Thank you for giving us rabbits to eat that day."

Mr. Zhuang took out a scroll and opened it. It was a painting, a colorful painting.

At first glance, it looks like a confusing mess.

But it can be seen that it depicts a girl riding a horse.

It was her that day.

It's her but not her, because the face is also very strange, it seems blurry, but from different angles, even with the blink of an eye, it changes into different appearances.

"Oh, this is my Ali." The father pointed and said.

But one brother said it didn't look like it and that the painting was ugly. Another brother said that the painting was exaggerated and too beautiful. The sisters-in-law also gathered around to look at it and had different opinions.

She couldn't help but smile, looking at the portrait, yes, that's right, this is her, she is different in everyone's eyes.

For the first time she saw a portrait of herself, someone who could draw her.

Her father wanted to buy the portrait, but they said they would give it to her for free.

She took the portrait and looked at Huang Ru and Zhuang Feizi.

"Aren't you afraid of me?" she asked them, "I'm very bad..."

"There's nothing wrong with you." Huang Ru interrupted her, squatting down and holding her hand, "You are the most precious treasure in the world."

Said this again.

Since she is said to be a treasure, then...

"Then you buy me," she said.

These words came out of a sudden thought, but they were actually well thought out.

She had long wanted to leave home, lest her family would be implicated in bad luck.

Of course his father did not agree, but after her repeated insistence and the dealer and his wife told his father that they were not really buying it, they were taking her as their apprentices.

"You don't want her to be rejected by others all her life." Mr. Zhuang said, "She is a good child, and she needs to be refined."

The father agreed: "Go ahead and go out and see the scenery outside."

She traveled around with Mr. Zhuang and his wife. They visited many places in three years and saw places they had never seen before.

Mr. Zhuang taught her to read, and Mrs. Zhuang taught her to write, paint and music, teach her to burn incense, and teach her to control her thoughts.

Mr. Zhuang held a book and asked her to read it and explain it to her.

"Nanguo Ziqi sat in hiding, looking up to the sky and booing, as if he was mourning his wife. Yan Chengzi stood and waited in front of him, saying: "Where do you live? The shape can be as solid as a gaunt tree, but the heart can be as solid as the ashes of death? The hidden opportunities of today are not the hidden opportunities of the past? Zi Qi said, "Yan, isn't that good? Why don't you ask?" Now I have lost myself, do you know that? A woman hears the sounds of man but not the sounds of earth; a woman hears the sounds of earth but not the sounds of nature! Note)

"And you were born with a body like a gaunt wood and a heart as gray as ashes."

"You do whatever you want, and all things are one with you. Others see you, but they cannot see you. All they see is their own desires."

"I lose myself. This is the dream situation for those of us who ask. You were born to achieve it."

"Ali, you are not an ominous person, you are the most precious treasure in the world."

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All things are one with her, so what is going on with her now?

Are others one with her?

Zhuang Li looked at the dream in front of him. Mrs. Zhuang gave a new dress to the girl to compare with...

She raised her hand and pulled, and the new clothes disappeared, along with the girl and Mr. Zhuang who was writing beside her.

She turned around and faced Mrs. Zhuang.

"What about me? What happened to me?" she asked, "Huang Ru, in your eyes, am I still me?"

Mrs. Zhuang looked at her with a dazed expression and moved her lips with difficulty.

Don't ask.

But it was still a step too late, her dream shook, and she returned to the street.

(Note: Zhuangzi's "Equality of Things")

In two more chapters, the antecedents will be made clear, and it's time for the heroine to take action. Okay, if you can’t read it smoothly, you can save the article.