Great Love for All Heavens Begins with Huang Yaoshi

Chapter 75 No, I believe there is true love in the world
In the evening in the West Garden, lights like stars have been lit among the pavilions and towers.

As the bright moon, as big as an ice plate, gradually rose higher, an old woman walked out from the secluded woods.

She was wearing a green dress full of patches, and she walked with her back bent. She was holding a large bamboo basket in her hand, which was covered with a thick cotton cloth.

"Stir-fried chestnuts!"

"Freshly roasted chestnuts, fragrant and hot, only ten cents a pound!"

The old woman kept shouting in her almost hoarse voice.

"It smells really good, and it's only ten cents a pound." A young man in red strode over, sniffed a little, and said with a smile:
"I want them all. The old lady can go back early."

The old woman raised her cloudy eyes, and a glimmer of light appeared in them. Seeing that he was blind, his whole body exuded a warm and gentle aura, and even his weak martial arts skills were not able to show any posture, she said slowly:
"Sir, can you finish all these sugar-roasted chestnuts?"

"I moved out a long time ago, and recently I've angered my brother, so I don't want to continue living off the land. I'm going to buy more chestnuts to last me a while, so I can find a way to make a living."

"You have an eye disease, so it might be hard for you to find a job." The old woman looked sympathetic.

The young man in red showed dissatisfaction and said:

"The old woman should be able to tell that I walk like a normal person because I was born blind. Over the past decade or so, I've been able to do everything others can do. Why can't I find a job?"

"I've lived for decades and have seen the cold eyes of the world. I just want to tell you that the prejudice in people's hearts is like a mountain. No matter how hard you try, you can't move it."

The young man in red remained unmoved and became even more stubborn:
"It's okay. If you can't find it, just keep looking. The clothes I'm wearing are still quite valuable. At worst, I can just go to the pawn shop."

"What if you haven't found it yet?" the old woman asked.

The young man in red said in a sonorous and powerful voice:

"I don't believe finding a job is harder than groping in the dark for more than ten years."

"Looking at the extraordinary material of the young master's robe, have you ever thought about going back to find your brother, or admitting your mistakes and returning to the days of luxury?"

"Some people in my family have disliked me since I was a child, and my brother has become increasingly impatient with me lately." A trace of dejection appeared on the face of the young man in red.
“I feel like I have no home anymore.”

"Alas, the world is difficult." The old woman said with increasing pity:

"Young Master, do you know that being good-looking can sometimes be a sin that brings disaster? You might even be kidnapped before you even find a job."

"What do you mean?" The young man in red was confused.

"Silly boy, you are more beautiful than a girl, and you look so kind and gullible. You are not a good candidate for an Oiran."

"Old woman, you're such a jokester! It's not like I haven't heard my brother mention it before. He said that the courtesans in brothels are all women, and there are no men who are courtesans."

"It seems that your brother is indeed not a good person." The old woman paused slightly:
"But who told you that men can't be courtesans? With your looks, your price will only be higher than that of previous courtesans."

"Old woman, don't scare me." The young man in red shuddered and said hurriedly:
"How much is this whole bamboo basket of sugar-roasted chestnuts? I'll pay you right now."

"After buying it, where are you going to go?" the old woman sighed.

"You must have been kicked out of your home a long time ago, so you come here to buy the old woman's sugar-roasted chestnuts."

"Could it be that I didn't hide it well enough and the old woman saw through it?" The young man in red said with a little surprise.

"A young man like you is lucky to have met an old woman. Otherwise, you would have been sold to a brothel eight hundred times, and then you would have been foolish enough to help others count money."

The young man in red said seriously:
"No, I believe there is true love in the world."

"Haha, I'm afraid true love is even cheaper than an old woman's sugar-roasted chestnuts."

"I think you, old woman, embody true love in the world." The young man in red said more seriously, "Actually, before I was kicked out of my home, I had some banknotes on me. I thought it would give me a way out if I ever became homeless."

The old woman was startled and asked:

"Then why now?"

"While walking, I realized that the banknotes on my body were missing." The young man in red said with great relief:
"Luckily, I met you, old lady. Otherwise, I would have gone straight to the pawn shop."

"Is meeting the old woman a blessing in disguise?" A strange look appeared in the depths of her eyes. She didn't know whether the young man in red was really lucky or extremely unlucky.

"Well, since you have no home, are you willing to go back with the old woman? Although I am also poor, I do have a house for you to stay in first."

Zhuang Buyan was stunned, feeling like he had gotten out of hand. Grandma Bear, who was supposed to sell sugar-roasted chestnuts, was vicious and cruel. She wanted to kill people every full-moon night. How could she now have such kind intentions?

“Will there be any inconvenience?”

"Silly boy, if you continue to live on the streets, you'll be sold to a brothel sooner or later. Do you really want to be an Oiran?"

Seeing that the young man in red was silent, the old woman said:

"Didn't you just say that there is true love in the world, and that the old woman represents true love in the world? Are you afraid that I will really sell you out now?"

"No, no." The young man in red shook his head repeatedly:
"I just felt that the surprise came so unexpectedly. I had originally thought of staying under the bridge for one night."

"You're really stupid, you don't know how sinister people are." The old woman sighed.
"Not to mention that it's already late, and the bridge hole has already been occupied by beggars. Do you think you can really survive a night under the bridge with your looks?"

"Probably. I think so." The young man in red said weakly.

"My surname is Xiong, so you can call me Grandma Xiong."

"My surname is Zhuang, and my given name is Bu Ran."

"Untainted by dust, it looks and behaves just like you." Granny Bear took a step forward.

"Zhuang boy, what are you standing there for? Why don't you catch up?"

"Oh, oh, oh." Zhuang Bu Ran hurried to catch up, seeming a little embarrassed:
"Grandma Xiong, could you please let me carry this bamboo basket?"

"I can tell you're a young man who can't lift anything with his hands or shoulders. Forget about doing this rough work. If you accidentally fall and get hurt, I, an old woman, won't have the strength to carry you back."

"Can I have some sugar-roasted chestnuts? I haven't had dinner yet."

"Sugar-roasted chestnuts won't satisfy your hunger. I'll get you some snacks when I get home."

"Then I can help with the fire."

"I guess you've never made a fire to cook since you were a child. Forget it. I'm afraid you'll burn my house down."

"Then, Grandma Xiong, if you get up at night, I can help you empty the urinal."

In the darkness, the old and hoarse voice paused for a long time.

"Don't get up at night."

"That"

"Don't be here and there. Please be quiet for a while before the old woman regrets taking you back."

(End of this chapter)