Horse-head Wall Reflects the Qing Dynasty

Chapter 31: Things in the world remain the same, but it is hard to find a free and easy life
When Guan Yin was taking a nap, San Heng disappeared again. Sitting up, Guan Yin felt a little flustered for no reason, as if something beyond his control was about to happen.

Sanheng is the least worrying person in this family. Even if Guan Yin can cause problems for himself, Sanheng will not - because of their family background, Sanheng was forced to learn how to deal with people at an early age.

"Could it be Jiao An's place again..." Guan Yin's heart had already been subconsciously moved by the people in this world.

What kind of past could make Liu Jiaoan abandon the Liu family and see the true colors of these men who wanted to marry her? In other words, Guan Yin really wanted to know the story between the original body and a girl like Liu Jiaoan.

Birds fly over the deep green ravines, and clouds shine through the blue sky. At this time, the south of the Yangtze River lacks the haze of ink and wash, and is more like the painter's interest in applying thick ink and heavy colors.

So, a young and confident painter took up his brush and painted this colorful picture.

"Good scene."

Guan Yin even felt that with his writing ability, it would be difficult to write such a beautiful scene, let alone imagine such a world out of thin air. Instead, he just focused on the naturalness of the painting and never considered whether everything needed to be "reasonable". Instead, the beautiful scene became a matter of course.

"This may be a good thing for both my husband and my wife."

“Everyone has their own opinion on whether something is good or bad.”

San Heng knew that what his wife said was right, but he was his wife's man after all. Even though Guan Xiangong had been good to him over the years, San Heng always considered his wife's interests first. "But Madam, the old... Liu family didn't mean for you to abandon your husband like this. Didn't they ask you to bring your husband back to live with the Liu family?"

"Don't say this to your husband again."

"Madam, don't you usually ask your husband to think of a way to respond?"

Sanheng's question just happened to be transmitted to Guan Yin's ears through the wide-open window. The latter turned his head away, dragged his chair back, hid behind the wall and remained silent - Guan Yin didn't know what had happened before, but the same question was hidden in his heart.

"If my father really just couldn't bear to part with me, why didn't he bring me home earlier?"

"Perhaps the lady's emotions moved the heaven."

"What kind of emotion can move the heaven?" When talking about her father, Liu Jiaoan was able to remain unusually calm. "I know that my father has a father-daughter relationship with me, but it's a pity that my father doesn't have any gratitude towards my husband."

"Madam, the master said that if you love someone, you should love his dog too." San Heng still wanted to give him some final advice, "Madam..."

"Love someone and love their dog? Sanheng... do you know that you are under someone else's roof?"

"But my husband can't..."

"Sanheng, I've already talked about this."

I have already said it. Guan Yin knew that Liu Jiaoan did not say these words to him specifically. After all, it was not easy to encounter such a coincidence as "calling with the wind", and he was now "under someone else's roof", so there was no need for Liu Jiaoan to go to great lengths to show his determination to him.

"husband……"

Sanheng knew that he couldn't stop her at all, and he didn't really want to reach out to block his wife's way. He just hoped that the latter would listen to his advice.

From Sanheng's perspective, Sanheng was not wrong. A man from a music school, who had deceived his wife with sweet words, now couldn't even earn enough to support the family, so of course he had to be replaced!
"Madam is back."

"Madam, actually Sanheng..." The two of them held their hands in mid-air because of Guan Yin's words. Suddenly remembering what he heard from Liu Jiaoan, Guan Yin changed his words and said, "In fact, Sanheng is also for Madam's good, but he may not have thought it through so comprehensively."

Guan Yin thought about it and talked about it with Cheng Heng in his dream. But Cheng Heng said: Many people think that "Wang Baochuan waited in the cold kiln for 18 years" is love-brained. But Wang Baochuan should be the same as Liu Jiaoan - both women calmly made the choices they thought were appropriate.

"I know." "Actually, I heard what Madam and Sanheng said just now." It seemed that his words did not save Liu Jiaoan's mood. Guan Yin knew that the former had been entangled in old family affairs several times, and she was probably depressed. She deserved someone to listen to her inner thoughts, so he just stuck to her.

"Ah."

Liu Jiaoan was unwilling to speak up, so he took the initiative. Guan Yin did not give up and said, "If there is anything I can do, just tell me, Madam."

"Just mind your own business, sir."

"Madam, Sanheng is really thinking about you. You don't have to be angry with him."

"I do not have."

"Madam, the Liu family is actually not a dangerous place. I will go with you to give it a try."

"no!"

Finally, there was a sentence with emotion, and Guan Yin knew that he could continue to speak along this line. But Liu Jiaoan sighed, and Guan Yin didn't know what to say. He suddenly couldn't say a single word of the long string of words he had prepared in his mind.

"Hey...husband."

It was hard to say whether Liu Jiaoan was in a good or bad mood, but her originally good mood had been mostly ruined. After arguing with Sanheng, she was already physically and mentally exhausted and didn't want to say anything.

"I've said too much. Madam, please take a rest first." Guan Yin could see that Liu Jiaoan was tired, and finally swallowed back his thousands of words. "From now on, the affairs of the Liu family will be decided by Madam, so I won't mention it anymore."

"it is good."

It was not too late yet, and Liu Jiaoan actually couldn't sleep. She leaned on the bed with her eyes lowered, and it was rare that her gaze was not on Guan Yin.

Birds fell in the dusk, and stars fell from the sky. Spring was fading, and summer was getting longer. Guan Yin's eyes wandered between the window and the paper on the table. What he was thinking about in his heart was still the words Liu Jiaoan had just said.

"Husband, take a rest."

After all these years of studying, it was the first time I returned to my hometown in the spring. I didn’t expect that I was in a “time travel”. Hearing Liu Jiaoan’s words, Guan Yin’s mind was still in a trance, wandering between the present and his past.

"Is Sanheng cooking?"

Guan Yiner's eyes had just moved to Liu Jiaoan, and because of this sentence, they moved to the window. The smoke from the cooking gradually rose, and Sanheng was not in the yard: "Yes."

"Let's go to the yard for a while and see Sanheng."

"Okay, I'll drag two chairs out." Guan Yin was just feeling depressed in the room, and when Liu Jiaoan said this, he just walked out of the room, "But you want me to get a fan."

"The fan is burning at Sanheng's place."

"Would you like me to make tea?" Guan Yin was trying to be courteous today, not for any gold or silver, but simply because... his friend was sad.

"No need... Husband, Jiaoan has experienced a lot and no longer considers her father's place as home. Jiaoan should only have this one home in her life."

The moon was half-lit, the stars were moving, the smoke from the cooking was pouring down, the birds were ringing the bells. Sanheng's meal was ready, the aroma aroused people's most innocent needs, Guan Yin finally put aside those who had and didn't have, picked up the chopsticks, picked up the bowl, and the three of them sat together and ate in silence.

(End of this chapter)