293 clay figurine
There were some firewood in the broken temple, but it was a little wet by the rain. Thousands of households simply piled those wet firewood fires together and lit a fire for the two to keep warm. The wet firewood is not very good. It took a long time to light the wet firewood with black smoke, which brought a little warmth to the cold temple.
Shen Qingru couldn't help but shrink her body into a ball and try to get closer to the fire. She was really too cold. She just felt that bursts of cold wind blew into the bones, and the chill spread from the bottom of her heart.
Looking out of the window, the pouring rainstorm submerged everything in the dark night. The mountains, peaks and forests far and near, long and short rivers and canyons all lost their outline in the sudden rainstorm and gradually disappeared into invisibility. Such weather always gives people a sense of melancholy.
What's more, she's far from unpredictable at this time.
Although the house was a little warmer, it was the rainstorm in the autumn night, which was much colder than usual. Her clothes were wet and clinging to her body, and the moisture and cold blew into her skin through the wet clothes. Shen Qingru tried to sit near the fire with her knees, hoping to let the fire dry her clothes as soon as possible. If Qianhu is not here, she will take off her outer shirt and bake it directly on the fire.
Shen Qingru put her chin on her knee. Now she is hungry and sleepy. She is exhausted, but she can't sleep. As soon as you close your eyes, you will think of Huo Qijun's pale face and red dazzling blood that day. I don't know what happened to him?
She is determined to leave him, but she can't help worrying about him, whether he has anything to do, and whether he can beat Xiao Qiyu.
Something poked her. Shen Qingru raised his head from his arms. Qianhu picked up a branch from nowhere and was poking her one after another with great interest. Seeing her look up, Qianhu flattened his mouth: "Hey, throw your coat over and bake it on the fire."
Shen Qingru didn't say a word. Qianhu was a little impatient: "Hey, but I can't bear to see you huddle there pitifully. I tell you, I'm not the kind of person you think!" Shen Qingru slowly took off his coat and slowly handed it over. Qianhu took over the completely wet clothes, flattened them on the branches, moved them to the fire and slowly baked them.
Shen Qingru slowly closes her eyes. She feels very tired. Although she can't sleep, it's good to close her eyes and nourish her spirit. Besides, she remains vigilant to Qianhu and doesn't dare to sleep. Qianhu knocks on the pillar of the temple with her fingers leisurely and talks to her again and again.
"Why don't you want to go back?" Qianhu is really a little curious. Although he thinks Shen Qingru must have said this to sign up in front of him, Shen Qingru's expression made him vaguely believe it. She really doesn't want to go back to the general.
The general is already in great power. Maybe he will be the ninth five year old in a few days. If Shen goes back, he will definitely have the position of Queen and the fate of the world. Other people would be happy long ago, but there is a trace of sadness between the woman's eyebrows.
Shen Qingru buries her head in her arms and doesn't want to talk to each other. But Qianhu seems to be deliberately struggling with her. Seeing that she doesn't answer, she is annoying. I don't know where to find another branch to poke her.
This man is a real psycho!
Shen Qingru was so annoyed that she turned her eyes at him. Thousands of families were in high spirits and kept chirping in her ears. Shen Qingru angrily said, "there are many things in the world that you don't need to know."
Thousands of families looked innocent: "I think I should know. You see, we have shared hardships and can be regarded as friends. We don't know when the rain will fall. We might as well sit down and have a chat."
"Maybe you have something to think about. Let me explain it to you." Qianhu showed two rows of bright white teeth and shamelessly disguised himself as a "friend of women" in front of Shen Qingru.
"Friend? Did you threaten to kill your friend with a knife around your neck? I don't even know your name." Shen Qingru sniffed at Qianhu's statement.
"My name is..." Qianhu's eyes turned and said with a smile, "you almost fooled me. You look stupid and smart. You're talking to me again."
Shen Qingru doesn't care about him at all, and doesn't care whether the man is called Zhang Sanli Si or a cat and dog.
"Although I can't tell you my name, I can tell you that I worked as a soldier in the Daxia army for ten years and was later sent by the directly subordinate officer to Xiao Qiyu as an undercover. Ha ha, but I'm too capable to keep a low profile. No, I'll be promoted to thousands in two or three years." thousands of families laughed brightly, as if they were very proud of it. Shen Qingru was speechless.
"By the way, I can also tell you that my hometown is in the suburbs of Beijing, but I grew up in the frontier fortress." Qianhu looked, "I even told you such a private thing. You can't say nothing."
"Hey, tell me your story." Qianhu's curiosity is becoming stronger and stronger.
Shen Qingru silently looked out the window at the dark night sky and said slowly after half a sound: "do you know what kind of husband and wife can live a happy life all their life?"
Thousands of households were slightly stunned, looked down and said with a smile: "like-minded? Don't worry about daily necessities? Have a tolerant heart for each other?"
Shen Qingru smiled: "what you said is right, but it's not the most important."
"The most important thing is that husband and wife should always keep pace."
"Synchronization?" thousands of households were stunned and misted Shen Qingru's words.
"Synchronization means that the husband and wife can't only make progress on one side and stagnate on the other. If the husband and wife can only farm in the countryside for a living all their life, maybe they will worry about daily necessities all their life, but they always keep pace and stay together all their life“
"He and I... If we had been in the frontier fortress, although life would be harder, we might have lived together for a lifetime. But now, he is ambitious, but I stopped where I am without any progress. We are out of sync."
"What you said... Is so profound." Qianhu shook his head and looked a little puzzled: "are women's ideas so strange? I always thought that women would be happy as long as there were jewelry and silk."
"Unless this man is nothing but money." Shen Qingru said faintly.
This is probably the biggest misunderstanding of men in the world about women. They always think that women are born to worship money, but they don't know that the only reason why women pay too much attention to money is that there are no other advantages enough to impress her in this man.
After a moment of silence, Qianhu still couldn't restrain himself and took the lead in opening his mouth. "You really didn't want to... Be the queen?"
The rain outside the window gradually decreased, and the pouring rainstorm turned into a continuous drizzle. Shen Qingru stared at the rain outside the window and asked with a smile: "what do you think is good to be a queen?"
Thousands of households broke their fingers and counted them one by one: "there are countless benefits. Being a queen means becoming the most noble woman in the world. Isn't it the ultimate long cherished wish of every woman in the world?"
Shen Qingru smiled: "that position, like the Bodhisattva in the temple, seems to be high above the world. It seems to have no desire and no desire, but in fact it is empty and lonely. People are different from the clay figurines in the temple. Since they ask, they have endless pain and trouble."
"The more you say, the more mysterious..." Qianhu shook his head and sighed.
Shen Qingru looked at each other seriously: "I also asked for something, but what I asked for is impossible to achieve, so I would rather be free than be imprisoned in which side of the Forbidden City to make a clay fetus statue worshipped“
Thousands of families seemed to understand Shen Qingru's idea, and were surprised to pick their eyebrows: "I didn't expect you to be so overbearing. The general is a man. His three wives and four concubines are doomed, and it will be inevitable in the future. Now... There is a concubine room in the house. How can you be competent for the position of a wife without such tolerance?"
Shen Qingru mockingly hooked his lips: "yes, all I can do is leave, not go back to make a clay tire statue."
"But..." Qianhu's eyes swept to Shen Qingru's bulging abdomen, where there was a little life coming to the world, which was the bone and blood of her and the general.
"How can the general's flesh and blood be left out?"
Shen Qingru smiled bitterly: "you also said that he will have three palaces and six courtyards in the future, and there will be many, many children, but I have only one child, so forgive me for being selfish and unable to give him this child. I will raise the child well, just let me leave if I ask you."
Thousands of households were silent for a while, neither agreeing nor refusing.
A gust of mountain wind blew from the window. Shen Qingru was so cold that she hugged her knees and shrunk into a ball. Her clothes had been dried. Thousands of families threw the clothes on the branches into her arms and said expressionless, "put them on quickly. If you catch a cold, you'll be in great trouble. There's no way to find a doctor in the wilderness“
Shen Qingru took the clothes and put them on her. The dry clothes had a warm feeling, which made her feel a lot warmer. Qianhumu looked for a piece of cloth from the broken temple to block the window, trying to block the mountain wind as much as possible. He went out for a while, and when he came back, he threw a few palm sized small potatoes with mud and skin into the fire.
The fire crackled a few times. Thousands of households poked small potatoes with branches and turned them slowly. After a while, a smell of food filled the air, and the small potatoes were roasted.
Shen Qingru tried not to see it, but there was still a grunt in his stomach. Thousands of households laughed and threw the small potatoes beside Shen Qingru: "eat, it doesn't matter if you're hungry, don't be hungry, the general's child."
Small potatoes that are not much bigger than fingers have no meat after peeling. A thousand households have found four small potatoes, which can't fill a person's stomach at all.
Shen Qingru picked up two, peeled them and chewed them slowly in her mouth. She gently pushed the other two and rolled back to Qianhu.
"I'll just have two," she whispered.