Jiang Nv is indescribable

Chapter 115 Somewhat Familiar
Has the world ever been better?It might get worse in the future.

If I really wait until the day when the willows are dark and the flowers are bright, I am afraid that I will not be able to look forward to the end of this life.

Otherwise, just stay in the back house with peace of mind, take care of your husband and teach your children, and wait for a happy ending in a worldly sense?

Or when a person reaches his old age, he will experience the precariousness of the mountains and rivers again, become a chaotic person, and finally die a bad life?
For the former, what's the point of seeing the end of life at a glance?
The latter, rather than being so miserable, might as well enjoy it in time.

To live is to toss, and to toss can prove that you are alive.

Maybe these toss is meaningless, maybe it can change something somewhat.

Even if you can't change anything, at least make yourself like a person, not a flower or a bonsai in the back house, at the mercy of others.

My husband once said that there is nothing more boring in this world than walking a road that others have paved for you.

And what she wants to walk, no matter right or wrong, is a path measured by her own feet, and she has no regrets even if she makes mistakes.

"I just don't want to let myself stop." Jiang Fosang's voice was low, as if talking to himself, "No matter when, no matter what you do, don't stop."

Her expression was determined in a daze, so pure, yet so complicated.

Fanniang can't see through.

"...I believe that one day, the world will be rich and prosperous, and there will be thousands of miles of fireworks, and it will be full of beautiful people."

When she said these words to herself in the old house, her eyes were burning and every word was sonorous.

Looking back at it now, it seems like a child's play, but it has a convincing power.

Chen Yunniang admitted that she was moved by this beautiful vision.

Even Jiang Fosang added later: Maybe throughout his life, the vision is just the vision.

She is still willing to believe.

Once again, Fanniang lamented that she didn't know what kind of parents were able to raise such an excellent girl.

"If my daughter is still alive, she should be as old as you..."

"I also left my mother when I was a child. I used to resent her and hate her, but after some things, I no longer complain or hate. It was not easy for her to give birth to me and raise me. I only hope that she will be well."

It is rare that the mother is willing to mention her daughter, Jiang Fosang did not hesitate to reveal her scars to explain.

No, it's not really a scar anymore.

"Your two beloved daughters must be living safely in a corner of Dayan, and they must be able to understand mother's suffering. I don't blame my mother, and they won't blame you—it's not your fault at all."

Yuniang's eyes turned red, "Really?"

Jiang Fosang nodded affirmatively: "Really."
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After eating dinner in the cabin and washing up briefly, I was about to go to bed when I heard someone outside shouting that it was snowing.

There is little snow in Jingling, and there is no snow all year round in Nanzhou. Jiang Fosang had an inexplicable expectation for snow since he was a child, and now he was ready to move, put on his clothes, and wanted to go out to see the snow.

Yuniang had already rested, and Chun Rong had already laid down.The two of them come from hometowns, one is by the Nian River and the other is on the banks of the Hanshui River. They are both used to seeing snow, so they can't understand this kind of interest-what's the value of snow?Snow reminded them only of cold and hunger.

Jiang Fosang let the two of them sleep on their own, so they don't have to follow.

The cabin they live in is located in the innermost room on the left, and when you go out and turn left, you can lead to the outer aisle.

Large flakes of snowflakes fell from the sky one after another, which made Jiang Fosang dumbfounded.

She was holding on to the railing with one hand, and couldn't help leaning out half of her body, and stretched out the other hand to catch it.

The snowflakes fell on the palm of the hand and melted quickly, leaving only a little wet mark, which is still enjoyable.

"My lady, be careful."

Footsteps came from behind, and a reminder.

Turning around, I saw Feng Hao with a sable fur cloak under his arm.

He lived next door, and when he heard the door opening, he was worried about something, so he followed.

"After all, Yu's merchant ship is no different from the building boats I have been on before. There are no joints on the left and right. The manager has also reminded that there are places that have not been repaired in the fences on both sides. If there is an emergency, it is not a joke."

As he spoke, he unfolded the sable fur and put it on for her.

"Chun Rong was afraid that the cotton robe worn by the female monarch would not be able to keep out the wind and cold, so he asked his subordinates to bring this cloak."

Jiang Fosang looked down and saw that the undulating water surface was pitch black, and falling like this was really scary.

The protruding body and hands were retracted at the same time, and the eyes were still staring at the snow in the air.

Seeing that she had no intention of leaving for the time being, Feng Hao stood silently aside.

After watching it for a long time, I was also a little dazed.

"Yifang also likes watching snow." Jiang Fosang said suddenly.

Feng Hao was stunned.

"You're still thinking about her, aren't you?"

Jiang Fosang turned around, his eyes determined.

When they left Anzhou, the queue was very long, and the city gate officials had to check each one.

When it was almost their turn, "Ayu" suddenly came from behind.

Feng Hao suddenly turned around——

Jiang Fosang was standing behind him at that time, watching with his own eyes the emotions of shock, joy, loss, self-deprecation, etc. emerged from his face, and finally turned into sadness, unwillingness and hatred.

Who is this hatred directed at?Jiang Fosang didn't know.

But a word of Ah Yu can lead him to lose his composure to this point, no matter whether it is love or hate, he still can't forget Qiu Yu.

Seeing his silence, Jiang Fosang asked again: "I will let you go now and let you find her, what do you think?"

Feng Hao clenched his fist, as if restraining something.

It took a long time before he said: "The subordinate is now the female monarch, and he only works for the female monarch."

"This is insincere, but I don't care." Jiang Fosang smiled lightly.

"It's good to give yourself some time to figure out what you want. If you don't change your mind after the term, you may still have a chance to fight. But first, you must have the strength."

Feng Hao lowered his head: "My subordinates will always remember the teachings of the female monarch."

"You go down first, I'll come back later."

Jiang Fosang turned around, still reaching out to catch Luoxue.

The footsteps gradually faded away, Jiang Fosang shook his head slightly.

Qiu Yu is now a housewife, and with her husband's mediocre character, her life must be extremely difficult.

After this trip to Anzhou, I feel more and more that Feng Hao is a trustworthy person. Sometimes I think about it, it is better to let him go, let him take Qiu Yu to escape the sea of ​​suffering, and go far away.

But Jiang Fusang is very clear about Qiu Yu's temperament, no matter how much she thinks about it, she will never go with Feng Hao.Then her family, her mother, her sisters and brothers will all be ashamed because of her, and the Qiu family will even be questioned.

Even if she is willing to go with Feng Hao, what will be waiting for the two of them?It will be wanted by the imperial court, hunted down by Qiu Man's family, a net will be drawn from all over the world, hiding in Tibet, and never seeing the light again.

How much love can withstand such wear and tear?Whether you can save your life is another matter.

The right time and place do not take advantage of, a destined pair of bitter mandarin ducks.

Jiang Fosang sighed sadly.

Looking up, I found that the snow was falling more and more, it was just a small piece, but now it was like tearing flakes, and the big pieces fell down, gradually blurring the vision.

Jiang Fosang withdrew his hand, wrapped the fox fur tightly, put aside his troubles, and concentrated on admiring the rare beauty.

There were footsteps behind him, Jiang Fusang thought it was Feng Hao who had left and returned.

"I didn't tell you, I'll—"

Turning his head, the sound stopped abruptly.

There was indeed a man standing behind her, but it was not Feng Hao.

Tall physique, straight shoulders, like a tall and straight solitary pine tree, the lower half of his face is completely blocked by a disheveled beard, leaving only a pair of deep eyes, looking at it with a bit of arrogance and coldness looking at her.

Jiang Fosang suddenly felt that this description looked familiar.

Until the person on the opposite side opened his mouth, he gritted his teeth and said every word, "Jiang, Qi, mother!"

She slowly widened her eyes.

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