Chapter 191

"And I've seen the weather forecast. It's going to rain today. You don't know. When it rains, Jin courtyard has more charm."

Yin Xiangwan looked up and saw that the sky was really gloomy. After a while, it began to rain.

Rain drips down the corridor eaves, red brick and green tiles, flowers and leaves, quite poetic and picturesque, Jiangnan ancient style. The scenery of Jin Yuan is really beautiful, not to mention that Yin Xiangwan was intoxicated with it when he saw it for the first time. Even Jin Yeqing, who had seen it many times, could not help but be impressed by the rain scenery.

Soon the rain stopped. At this time, Jin Yeqing pushed Yin Xiangwan down the corridor and walked through the garden. Maybe he was afraid of touching her. He walked very slowly. Yin Xiangwan could even see the raindrops on the flowers, which were shining and shining. The flowers were very beautiful.

Jin Yuan is really the greatest wealth of Jin family. It is not only the place where Jin family lived for generations, but also the most valuable and greatest wealth left by Jin family's ancestors to Jin family's descendants.

"I don't know how many people want to see the whole picture of Jin Yuan. I only satisfied you. Do you think this is a great gift?" Jin Ye Qing said with a smile.

It's like she begged him. He didn't take the initiative to bring her. This man is really awkward.

"Don't talk. I appreciate the flowers." Hearing this, Jin Yeqing was very pleased. After all, his efforts were not in vain.

"When you open your mouth like this, you destroy all the artistic conception."

Jin Yeqing's mood fell from the top of the valley to the bottom.

You can't say what he likes to hear.

At noon, Yin Xiangwan didn't understand why Jin Yeqing was so extravagant. There was no one living in the old house. He had to arrange special servants to take care of it. Moreover, the servants were all the people he trusted most. The old people who had worked in Jin's family for many years had to say that Jin Yeqing was very devoted to the Jin house.

While preparing for dinner in the hall, Mrs. Wu, who has been taking care of affairs in Jin Yuan, recognizes Yin Xiangwan.

"Ma'am, is that you, ma'am?"

Mrs. Wu has been working in Jin Yuan for more than 20 years, and is highly valued by Jin Yeqing. Six years ago, after Yin Xiangwan and Jin Yeqing got married, every time she came to Jin Yuan, the old lady would hold Yin Xiangwan's hand and ask questions. She was very kind. Later, after Yin Xiangwan and Jin Yeqing divorced, she never went back to Jin Yuan. It was seven or eight years, but she didn't know her.

"You know me, sister Wu," Yin said with a smile.

"Of course, young master has eyes and doesn't know Taishan. I can't see you. My mother has seen you. Madam, you are the most beautiful and kind-hearted girl I have ever seen."

Yin Xiangwan was very comfortable to hear this, but Jin Yeqing listened to it very much.

"Well, ma'am, what's the matter with you? How are you in a wheelchair?" Wu sister-in-law saw Yin Xiangwan sitting in a wheelchair and asked with great concern.

"Oh, it's OK. I got a little hurt. Sister Wu, please stop standing and sit down." Yin said to the evening.

"No, no, I won't sit down. I'm relieved to see you come back. I have something to do behind me. I have to go and see if the people behind me are lazy."

"Sister Wu, I'm not..."

"Sister Wu, go down and be busy."

Yin Xiangwan was interrupted by Jin Yeqing in the middle of his speech.

In fact, she wanted to say that she was no longer Mrs. Jin. Maybe sister Wu thought that she and Jin Yeqing had made up.

Mrs. Wu walks away with a smile. She praises Jin for holding the prodigal son back in the night and never changing her money. She says that she can finally see her wife's good, and the two people's happy life will be good

"Sister Wu is so old, don't let her worry about these things." Jin Yeqing said as he moved his chopsticks.

"But what if you go back to your old house? If she asks, or if you come with your wife, what's the explanation? "

Jin Yeqing smiles and doesn't speak. How can you be sure that my wife is not you?

After dinner, they went to the back garden for a visit. Yin Xiangwan saw all the flowers he hadn't seen in the past six years. Sometimes, he felt reluctant to give up.

Jin Yeqing comforted: "it's OK. Come back to see it when it blooms next year. It's good to know how to dance."

How could Yin Xiangwan feel uncomfortable when he heard this? How could he still come to see the flowers until next year? Why can't the goods speak clearly today?

It was already the afternoon after returning to the hospital from Jin Hospital. Yin Xiangwan's mind still stayed in Jin's Hospital, and he was very active and restless in the hospital bed. When he just returned to the ward, he refused to get out of the wheelchair, or Jin Yeqing held her down, so she would lie down on the bed.

In fact, Jin Yeqing knows that her whole body is uncomfortable when she is lying in the hospital bed. In her words, it's all fluffy and moldy. He also knows that she doesn't want to lie on the bed any more, but he can't help it. Now lying down is the best posture for her. Today, he took her out to breathe. Several times, he obviously felt that her back was uncomfortable, but he was patient. He didn't Bear to let her have been uncomfortable lying on the hospital bed, but more can not bear to let her have been so painful, compared to, or lying down is more safe, also more reassuring.So Yin Xiangwan lay quietly on the bed for another afternoon.

Outside the window, it's raining again. She can hear the sound of raindrops falling from the sky on the balcony and from the eaves of the cabin on the balcony on the grass. She is so bored that she opens her tablet to watch the weather forecast. It turns out that these days are rainy, and the temperature is relatively suitable. After watching the weather forecast, she goes to listen to the song again, listening to Xu Jiaying's riding a white horse, which is very beautiful She liked it very much. At the beginning, she especially liked to read a novel. The heroine got married with Mr. Ruan because of singing Gezi Opera. Before, she always thought that such a plot would only happen in novels, but she didn't expect that such strange things would happen to her.

Yin Xiangwan thought and hummed along with the lyrics.

"I ride a white horse, break through the three passes, I change my plain clothes, go back to the Central Plains, put down the Xiliang, no one cares, I just want to, Wang Baochuan..."

This Gezi Opera is adapted from the story of Xue Pinggui and Wang Baochuan. The song is long and sad and full of affection.

When she was in college, she was a famous MAC in her department. There was nothing she couldn't take away when she came to visit her. As long as someone sang in the dormitory all day long, the people in the dormitory would say "I want to sing, go to the night later", and then absolutely the singer would not dare to sing.

"Well, it's still on. It seems very comfortable."

It's so undead that Jin Yeqing hears her humming. It's strange that the goods don't laugh at her.

"Why, the story of Xue Pinggui and Wang Baochuan still has its origin. It seems that you can understand the story by singing so deeply."

Yin Xiangwan takes off the earphone, takes a look at Jin Yeqing with disdain, and then makes a silent sarcasm.

"I haven't heard of any traditional Chinese folk tales. It's good to show off."

"How do you know I haven't heard of it? Maybe I know better than you." Jin Yeqing replied not to be outdone.

"Well, you always talk about it."

"It's Xue Pinggui who went to war. Wang Baochuan kept the cold kiln for 18 years and finally drove Xue Pinggui crazy. But in the end, Wang Baochuan went to the immortal."

"Well," Yin Xiangwan did not laugh at Jin Yeqing when he heard the story of Xue Pinggui and Wang Baochuan. "Thank you. The stories are full of deep feelings. Don't comment on them if you don't understand them."

"Who says I don't understand, I also understand the misty bird's hazy affection and so on." Jin Yeqing said, "I don't know if you've heard the story of Chuang Tzu and his wife?"

"That's not true."

"Hum, I'm not good at learning." Jin can finally find a place to be happy.

"Don't talk nonsense, just say it."

"One day, Chuang Tzu went out for a trip. His wife, Tian, waited for him on the mountain for five years. At the foot of the mountain, a grandson of the king of Chu admired Chuang Tzu's character and went to the mountain to ask for a teacher. But Chuang Tzu was not there, and his wife was still waiting for him to return from the trip. The childe advised his wife that Chuang Tzu could not come back, even if he could When to come back, it's better to go down the mountain with him. But Chuang Tzu's wife not only disagreed, but also admonished the young master with courtesy. Finally, the young master was ashamed to see Chuang Tzu again and went down the mountain by himself. "

"And then? And then what happened? " Yin Xiangwan asked.

"Later, when Chuang Tzu came back from his travels, he suspected that his wife was unfaithful to him, so he thought of a way to test his wife. As a result, he was exposed by his wife. His wife was very disappointed with him and went down the mountain alone and left Chuang Tzu."

"Ah? What a pity. "

"When Chuang Tzu's wife left, she said something to him. Do you know what it is?"

"What?"

"When it's time to break up, don't be forced to stay in a difficult place to stay; each has his own spring and autumn treatment; I will always remember my husband, I will often think of Nanshan secluded; I will miss the purple bamboo Xiao Xiao Xiao, the moon is like a hook, the River Light swings like a boat; I will miss that night although short life; green mountains, green water flow, let you and I only remember fate, not revenge."

"A good word will miss that night, although short life; green mountains, green water flow, let you and I only remember fate, not revenge." Yin Xiangwan seemed to like my story very much, and his eyes lit up.

In fact, it seemed that Jin Qingzi and Tian could say something different when he thought of these scenes.

It's like the two of them.

"It's a drama. I've heard it and I'm moved to tears, but it's not the case." Jin Yeqing sighed.

Drama lyrics are only rewritten by ancient literati to comfort the loneliness and beautify the fact. Drama lyrics are just romantic imagination in the hearts of scholars. In fact, the fact is often not so beautiful.