C17 (2/2)

”Are you looking for me?” The woman was the first to react. She pulled at the clothes on her chest, revealing her wrinkled and drooping chest. With blurry eyes, she said, ”Come in for a cup of tea!”

Chang Lou didn't feel good, but the moment she thought of the purpose of her money, she stepped into the door.

This courtyard was very old, and it was tidied up in a neat and orderly manner. It was a drizzle, and it was even cleaner than the bluestone path on the east side of the city.

There were three rooms in the yard, all of them adobe, most of the tiles broken. To the right was the kitchen, with smoke rising from the chimney, and the smell of turnip soup could be smelled from the boardinghouse. A yard and a yard of dry firewood were stacked under the roof of the kitchen.

The house on the west side was a little run-down. There was a flower doll drawn on the window paper. There was a faint smell of urine coming from it, and it even coughed from time to time.

The northern house looked the latest. The windows were new, the wood was new, and the outside was painted white with white dust. There seemed to be a person dressing up inside.

”This is?” A white-haired old woman came out to get firewood and couldn't help but ask when she saw Chang Lou.

”I'm from Cloud Plum Town. I have something to do in the city, so I came to visit you.” Chang Lou rushed to say that without waiting for the woman to interrupt.

When the old woman heard that Changlou was from Yunmei Town, she hurriedly and enthusiastically told Changlou to go sit in the room for a while.

The building followed the woman into the north room. In addition to some wood furniture and a dining table, there were two beds. Sitting on the bed by the window was a man with a head full of scoundrels, looking very wretched.

”Li Dafu has become like this?” Even though Li Da Fu's family was in ruins, it was unlikely for such a person to have become such a person! He didn't even bother to look at someone like that, let alone kill him.

”This is my … sweetheart!” The woman hesitated for a moment, then introduced the man without any hesitation.

”Where did Li Dafu go?” Chang Lou's heart skipped a beat. She had really changed.

”Li Dafu?” The woman slanted her eyes and said snappily, ”Him! and went to catch crickets with the kids. ”

”Where?” Chang Lou couldn't help looking at him and asked in a deep voice.

The woman gave her an answer. Chang Lou gave her about twenty taels of silver from the fifty taels of silver he got from selling the red turban.

At the door, the building listened to the crackling of the kitchen fire, the rustling of clothes in the north room, and the dreamy shrieks of the west room. Closing the door, he locked the words ”I had eighty rooms and ninety wives” inside the courtyard.

The sound of water splashing on the ground made Chang Lou cast a glance to the left. He saw a tall and sturdy man holding a Zhanmadao and glaring at him.

Chang Lou smiled at him, and that person nodded his head. Chang Lou then walked towards the place the woman mentioned.

The man kept his distance and followed him to his destination at a leisurely pace.

It was a desolate, shabby little courtyard, overgrown with weeds. Perhaps there really were crickets inside.

Ignoring the rain on the grass, Chang Lou walked in.

In the shabby house, a man with white hair and a stooped body was reading an ancient text. Below him, there were a few children sitting on a bench. They were all listening with rapt attention.

”Wealth does not know wealth and misery, and poverty does not know poverty. Life who knows how many, up and down, as if separated by a dream. Those who abandon me will never return. I look forward to the unfathomable …. Only knowledge! … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … The way of the Self. ”

”It's like a dream!” When Chang Lou heard this, she could not help but clap in agreement.