Horse-head Wall Reflects the Qing Dynasty

Chapter 29: Clouds stir up the green pines and the wind blows me across the South Lake.

"From now on, my husband should stay away from the Cha family. I heard that the old woman lost her son. Don't let her..."

"The old lady is actually a good person." Guan Yin disagreed with Sanheng's words. The old lady is not 'Xianglin Sao'. 'Xianglin Sao' is the sadness of the times. The old lady is what a group of people call "the sadness of Chinese education".

San Heng cleared the dishes, sighed, and reminded Guan Yin again: "I'm afraid that she will really go crazy one day and mistake my husband for the short-lived child in her family, and hurt him."

"it is good."

In fact, Guan Yin felt that the other party would not do that at all - the old man seemed to have discovered his daughter's identity a long time ago. He might regret the loss in the past, but he was already living his current life.

"My husband, is there something on your mind?" After the meal, Guan Yin stared blankly at the bowl, as if he had lost his appetite. Liu Jiaoan could tell that the former must be hiding something on his mind. "If it's about the money, then there's no need to worry too much."

Guan Yin certainly wasn't doing this for money. Or rather, it wasn't just for money.

It was more because of Cheng Heng’s words, “time travel” and “history”, true and false, as if he was accusing himself of self-contradiction, and also as if he was accusing himself of not daring to act.

"I was thinking, Madam Jiao'an...if you knew what would happen in the future, but the future might not be what you wanted, would you try to change it?"

"My husband is telling the same story as Zhuang Zhou dreaming of the butterfly again."

"Hmm?" Guan Yin didn't know that Liu Jiaoan could attribute his conflicting thoughts for a whole day and night to "Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly". "What do you mean?"

"My husband should know better than Jiaoan." Liu Jiaoan seemed to be deliberately teasing, trying to tease Guan Yin. "When my husband told Jiaoan the story, he used many things as examples."

The husband Liu Jiaoan was referring to was obviously the original body. Guan Yin stood up and bowed with a smile: "Please give me some advice, Madam."

"Okay, I'll tell my husband..."

"Husband, do you still remember when we were little and watched the willows at Nanhu Lake?"

"The willow tree is a child, and so am I."

Guan Yin certainly didn't know what Liu Jiaoan said - this was the first time that the former took the initiative to talk about the past story. Guan Yin pulled his chair closer, wanting to hear it clearly.

"Ah."

"If I had gone back to that time and known you and I were here now, I don't think I would have told you."

"why?"

"Because then, it seems like you and I can only follow the story we already know, which is very boring."

"But..." Guan Yin really wanted to know why, "What if some of my choices were wrong? If it were a different case, maybe we wouldn't be here now, worrying about money."

"If, in a different situation, the person next to me might not be you."

“Compared to gold and silver, who is around me is more important to me.”

Guan Yin was still in a daze. She didn't know whether Liu Jiaoan's thoughts were closer to her or to Cheng Heng. She wanted to continue asking, but was afraid of exposing her true self.

Just because of this moment of hesitation, Liu Jiaoan stood up, leaving no room for Guan Yin to continue asking questions, just straightened his clothes, walked to the door, and smiled at Guan Yin in the sunshine: "Okay, I'll go see Sanheng. He tried to persuade you just now, but you didn't want to listen. I'm afraid you are depressed now. I don't worry about whether I made you angry." With the presence of Sanheng, this family doesn't seem so rigid. Sanheng is the most lively one among them. He has different emotions at every time, which brings infinite fun to the small yard.

Let the ink-and-wash Jiangnan be more than just a gentle painting, and let every day be more than just being engraved and printed repeatedly.

Liu Jiaoan had been out for a while, and Guan Yin was still sitting on the chair, thinking silently about what the former had just said.

Gold, silver, and emotions, everyone’s pursuits are different, and the perfection in one’s heart is naturally different - so, if we go back to the past, the choice we think is the most correct will certainly be different.

Guan Yin understood.

Liu Jiaoan and I are clearly the same kind of people. Even if we go back to the past with the answer, we don't want to change blindly. Even if we change our own life, how many other people will be affected in this historical process?
I am not wrong, Guan Yin once again confirmed his thoughts. Play the role of the original body well, try your best to write the article, and don't let the tunes you write have any mistakes.

"My husband, do you still have something on your mind?"

At some point, Liu Jiaoan was standing beside him again. Guan Yin seemed to hear some unusual meaning in this question, which was repeated several times, as if Liu Jiaoan had been waiting for him to ask something.

"Ma'am, do you remember what we talked about under the willow tree?"

"You said you wanted to be like your father."

"You said you wanted to marry me and let me do what I wanted."

"You also said..."

Liu Jiaoan had no intention of being on guard against Guan Yin. As long as Guan Yin asked, Liu Jiaoan would definitely give an answer. It seemed that he was really fulfilling the promise he made that day...

But the original body is clearly a girl, so both of these statements are empty talk. Since childhood, could it be that the original body has kept Liu Jiaoan a secret for more than ten years? Guan Yin didn't think so.

The old lady, who had met him a few times, could tell his identity. It was impossible for Liu Jiaoan to have kept the secret for more than ten years.

However, Liu Jiaoan was unwilling to admit it, and Guan Yin had neither the position nor the opportunity to ask.

"Madam, how about we go to Huangshan and Baiyue for a visit some other day? Wait until we are no longer trapped by yellow and white things." Guan Yin knew that if he asked further, he would be the first to be unable to handle it, so he changed the original topic with a word.

"I heard that after the rain, on the first sunny day, the sea of clouds rolls, and green pines fall in between... It's like a fairyland on earth. How about you and I become a pair of fairy lovers?"

"Husband, Sanheng will be the crane, accompanying the wife and husband." The first sentence Sanheng said when he entered the room was to continue Guan Yin's words, "The crane can fly. Sanheng will take the husband and wife to climb up to the clouds easily."

"Silly Sanheng, all gods and immortals know magic. If your wife and I become gods and immortals, the movement of stars and the boiling of seas and the shaking of mountains will all be a piece of cake. You... just be an idle wandering crane!"

The rouge on Liu Jiaoan's face became thicker. Her eyes fell on Guan Yin with a hint of anger, and when she moved back between the two people who were talking, she looked at them with the doting attitude of an old mother.

"Idle and wild crane?"

"Yes, isn't it good to be a free and unrestrained person? You have your freedom."

After hearing Guan Yin's explanation, San Heng laughed, finally showing the innocence that should be present at this age. "Okay, then San Heng will be a free and easy person."

(End of this chapter)