Chapter 830 (1/2)
Published at 19th of March 2019 08:35:31 PM
Chapter 830
”The woman was a natural beauty and she thought she deserved more than to be a concubine . So she saved money and sold all her jewelry to buy her own freedom, then she married the hotcakes seller and bought a house on the street with the money they had earned . She stayed in the house, doing needlework and ch.o.r.es . The life was plain and peaceful . The couple shared happiness and sorrows . Sometimes, the woman would even admire herself for all she had earned . ”
Sangsang knew what was in the Big Black Horse's mind, and she was saying it while looking at the couple at the end of the street .
She then continued, ”People are always greedy and unsatisfied, they always think that they deserve more from the world . There will be a day when the woman resents her short husband and mock him . The man feels guilty, so he stays modest and tries not to talk back . Then the woman finds the man even more boring in that way . She is so impatient and unhappy until someday her clothesline pole falls onto a handsome rich playboy downstairs . The playboy sees her under-skirt flesh . He feels itchy, so does the woman . Someday when they are caught in bed, the woman will be so ashamed and fearful, she leaves all those vows and peaceful days behind, and tries by all means to kill the dwarf so that she can hook up with her lover . ”
The storm settled, and snow on the eaves started melting . As the sun moved westward, it turned colder and the water dropping from the eaves froze into ice again .
She was talking while looking like the chilly ice ridges, transparent and emotionless . Her beautiful exterior had been torn, revealing the cruelty hidden inside .
The Big Black Horse stopped wagging its tail . It looked down at the melting snow on the street and felt cold . It knew she could see through all that was happening here, and those cruelties of hers must be the reality of the mortal world .
Sangsang held the rein in her hand, and with her hands behind her back, she walked towards the end of the street .
Someone called out to her when she pa.s.sed by a yard . The short hotcakes seller, with a cloth-pack in his hands, looked at her and stammered for quite a while . He was too nervous to express himself clearly .
Sangsang glanced at him expressionlessly and was about to leave .
The beautiful woman squeezed out of the door, and grabbed over the cloth pack in the short man's hand . Then she looked at Sangsang with a smile and said, ”Don't be afraid, girl . We're not bad people . My husband saw you walk in the snow with bare feet and he felt sorry for you . He's giving you a pair of cloth shoes made by myself . The needlework may not be that delicate, but it's tough enough . Just take it, please . ”
Saying that, the woman thrust the pack in Sangsang's hand . Then she held the short man's hand and went back inside the house . Sangsang could hear them flirting .
Sangsang watched the pack in her hand for a while in silence . Then she tossed it in the snow by the street, walking forward with hands behind her back . The Big Black Horse felt sorry for the shoes .
The middle-aged woman next door saw a young man walking towards her . She smiled and greeted him, saying, ” Where are you going, young man? Would you like to come in and have a cup of tea?”
The young man looked handsome and glowing . His eyes seemed as if they could speak . The most fascinating part was that he was so gentle, even when he was talking to the middle-aged woman .
Sangsang walked out of the city without giving one more look at the stories playing out in the streets .
The young man chatted with the middle-aged woman for a while, and was about to go inside to have a cup of tea . As he pa.s.sed by the stone stairs, the ice dam on the eaves suddenly broke and fell down to the ground . ”Puff-puff”, the young man's chest was pierced by the icicles and he died in no time . The whole street started screaming .
Out of the capital city of the Kingdom of Song, Sangsang looked toward the southwest with the rein in her hand . Her expressionless face was fair as the moon, and inside her eyes, countless rays of light s.h.i.+ned, then vanished .
They were like countless cutla.s.ses .
The snow and storm were cutting people's faces like knives . Chen Pipi lowered his head, and staggered in the storm and snow with a piece of shabby cloth covering his face . From time to time, he would look back at the handcart behind to check if his father lying in it felt well, or if the quilt covering him had been blown away by the wind .
It had been days since he left Chang'an, and the fierce dark wind was nowhere to be found . He ran into the storm and snow, only to find that he could barely find any food in the village because of the war, not to mention finding a horse carriage . In the end, he could only use a creaking handcart .
The storm and snow finally settled when he pa.s.sed by a forest . Chen Pipi pulled the handcart over by a big tree . He took no rest before he started to dig the ground to make a bonfire . He cooked some porridge and boiled herbs . When everything was ready, he walked to the cart and lifted the quilt on his father's face, then started to feed him medicine .
The once invincible Abbey Dean of the Zhishou Abbey was now a heavily injured and dying old man . His eyes remained peaceful as before, and his face, expressionless .
In the astonis.h.i.+ng fight in Chang'an, he failed to counter Ning Que's character and had been sliced ten thousand times . What was worse, those slices polluted his wounds with the filth of the mortal world like nasty ink . He couldn't wash it away, neither could he purify it with the West-Hill Divine Skills . Chen Pipi had him swallow the last Heavenly Power Pill to extend his life temporarily, but he wouldn't get any better .
Their travel went on in awkward silence . They kept silent even when taking the medicine because Chen Mou was too injured to talk, or because their father-and-son relations.h.i.+p was weird due to the years' separation .
Chen Pipi tucked the quilt after he was done feeding the medicine . Then he seated himself instantly in the snow by the handcart, gobbling a bowl of warm porridge in his hand .
Snowflakes stopped falling, but the cold wind was still howling . Snow on the trees was blown off by the wind, falling on the handcart or into the bowl . Chen Pipi watched the drifting snow and suddenly he wanted to talk .
”Why did you insist on this? You knew the Headmaster was right . ”